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watching tom holland attempt to cut his brother’s hair is giving me the fear 💀
harry: can you please just read over the lines please just be ser-
you: what up i’m jared i’m 19 and i never fucking learned how to read
a concept;
harry getting annoyed because you keep forgetting your lines to the short film and instead quote vines
how about the holland brothers being very protective of the reader (she’s their sister) even though she’s 18, but they don’t like her boyfriend or something
Protective
a/n: i’m sorry if you requested this a while ago. i hope this is good. this is my first time writing tom holland sister fics…
warnings: angst, fluff, couple of curse words
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Y/N started dating a boy named Brad, he was known for his looks and ways with girls. She had developed a huge crush on him and he took the opportunity to gain more popularity, being that she was related to Tom Holland.
“Y/N! He’s using you. Can’t you see? It’s so obvious!” Sam groans.
“Don’t be so mean to her, Sam. She really likes him,” Harry glares at Sam. “Look Y/N/N, we are just trying to protect you. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but he is using you for the fame,” Harry says gently.
“Why can’t you guys be happy for me! He likes me and I like him! Not everything is about Tom and how he’s “oh, so famous.” Brad cares for me, goddamnit!” She shouted, frustrated.
“Y/N,” Tom’s voice appeared, “as bad as it sounds, they’re right. It’s Brad’s reputation that he cares about. I’m sorry.”
“No! I’m- He couldn’t! He said he cared! That he loved me!” Y/N’s tears roll down her face.
They sat together on the couch comforting her for the rest of the day, convincing her to break up with Brad. When she did, she realized her brothers had been telling her the truth and she had felt terrible for yelling at them. They, of course, forgave her and she was glad she had brothers as great as them.
admitting pt.2
a/n: bro, i dont know how i keep writing these long fics but i cant end this yet... so this turned into a series.,, please dont attack me lol... also i realize this isn’t rly like enemies, like at all... oops
pairing: enemies to lovers!tom x reader
warnings: straight up fluff, one sexual innuendo, Tom being the adorkable dorkous he is
! previous part !
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You awoke the next morning, not remembering how you got back to your room. Thinking back, you only remembered being carried by a pair of muscular arms. You reminded yourself to ask and thank whoever brought you back.
You were still in the clothes you wore the day before, so the first thing you did was take a warm shower. While you were in there, you mind wandered back to last night. Who had carried you back to your room? Was it Harry? Sure, Harry was muscular, but not that muscular. Could it’ve been Tom? No way. You felt yourself flush at the thought.
You stepped out of the shower, drying yourself off before putting on a black camisole top paired with high waisted, medium wash jeans. You added a brown, faux fur jacket to top it off.
You could hear fumbling from the first floor of the home, so you assumed that some of the Hollands had already woken up. You decided to join and help them, being that you were already awake.
“Morning,” you said gleefully, hopping down the stairs.
“Hey, what are you doing up so early?” The deep British voice rang through your ears.
Tom.
“I could say the same to you,” you threw back, admiring the defined biceps and back muscles.
“Touché,” Tom was walking around the kitchen, looking for certain ingredients. Having nothing to do, you offered, “Need any help? I’ve got nothing else to do.”
“Yeah, sure,” he said, finally turning to look at you. He looked dumbstruck. He was admiring your outfit, looking you up and down. Your curves were accentuated by the tight clothes you were wearing. He wanted to grab you by your waist and just kiss you. He shook his head, waving the thought away, telling himself to keep it together.
“So, what’re you making?” You asked, peeking at the cluster of ingredients behind him.
“Just waffles and eggs,” he said, breaking his gaze at you.
“Waffles? Why waffles? They’re literally just pancakes with muscles,” you giggled, “nobody likes to eat muscles, they like to eat the meat.”
Tom choked on his spit, coughing a bit. His ears turning a bright red and blood rushing down south.
“Oh my gosh! That’s not what I meant! Get your mind out of the gutter, you div,” this playful banter between you and Tom was new. You’ve never had a normal conversation with him. Usually, the two of you were ignoring or throwing insults at one another.
The two of you made breakfast together in peace, music softly played in the background. Neither one of you would admit to sneakily glancing at each other when you had the chance.
“Good morning, Y/N/N. You wanna model for some of my pictures later? You can come along if you want, Tom,” Harry said, plopping onto the couch.
“Sure, sounds fun,” you answered, before snapping back, “now get your butt off the couch and come help. Even Tom, Tom, is doing some work!”
“Hey,” he chuckled, lightly nudging your arm. The reaction shocked you. He didn’t snap back like he usually would.
You heard Harry groaning in the living room before dragging himself into the kitchen to help the two of you.
“So, how many arguments have you two had today?” Harry whispered into your ear.
“Surprisingly, none. I have no idea why Tom’s being so nice to me now,” you whispered back.
“What are the two of you gossiping about? It better not be about me,” Tom said, breaking the silence.
“Heh, we would never,” Harry said, moving to grab 6 plates.
Breakfast goes by smoothly. Nikki had asked you a couple of questions, asking if you had started dating anyone or if you had a college in mind. Dom had told her to let you eat and to stop bugging you, though you told him it wasn’t any burden. After the meal, Harry dashed up the stairs to grab his camera.
“Let’s get going, Y/N. Tom, you coming?” Harry asked as he appeared from the stairs.
“Yeah, sure,” Tom blatantly replied.
“Good, you’re driving, then,” Harry tossed Tom’s car keys at him.
“Get ready for a long day, Y/N/N,” Harry cheered.
You giggled, hopping into the grey Audi R8. Harry sat in the front passenger seat, turning to face you for any opportunity of a photo.
“Where we going,” Tom asked, selecting navigation on his car.
“Anywhere with lots of trees and nature,” Harry said, all focus on you.
Tom backed out of the driveway, driving you to the unknown location. The light wind combined with the force of the moving car pushed your hair back. It was flowing freely in the wind and Harry took it as an invitation to take photos. You were watching the cars pass with a blur, admiring the beauty of Kingston.
When you arrived at the destination, it was surrounded with nature. There were no parking spaces, only empty dirt patches. Tom chose a random space and parked the car there.
“It’s beautiful,” you said in awe.
“Wait ‘til we get in the forest,” Tom said, smirking, proud of the reaction he’d gotten from you.
Tom was right. From within the forest, it felt like an entirely different world. You roamed the space, stroking the bark of the trees, examining the variations of colors on the leaves. It wasn’t even autumn, yet these leaves were bursting different colors.
Harry was behind you, taking more pictures of you in your normal state. He let you look around for a bit before telling you to pose and take the pictures. The lighting was extraordinary, making your skin glow. None of the pictures Harry took did your natural beauty justice, but he could still sense the joy radiating off of you.
Tom, on the other hand, was standing off to the side, admiring your every angle. He couldn’t believe how attracted to you he had gotten. Within 2 years, he went from absolutely despising you to falling deeply in love with you.
A giggle fell from your plump, pink lips as you posed playfully. Tom couldn’t help but gush over you. Everything about you was perfect.
The man was whipped and he wouldn’t admit it, not to himself or you.
! next part !
i was wondering if you can do a tom x reader where they are dating but no one knows yet until Harrison, the twins, Tuwaine all have their suspicions so they planned to flirt and throw compliments at her during dinner time together to get a reaction out of Tom and he gets super jealous and upset during the whole thing until he finally snaps?
their suspicions
a/n: i finally posted after such a long time omg... sorry for going on a short hiatus, just been stressed recently,,, anyways, i’m trying to work on the requests before i start anything new... also! i want to create/start an actual permanent taglist so if you want to be added to it, comment on this post or send to my inbox or use this: google forms for you to input for users! enjoy jealous!tom xx
pairing: best friend!tom x reader
warnings: jealous tom, fluff, flirtatious harrison
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You and Tom began dating in November of 2019. Before that, the two of you were close friends, stuck at each other’s sides all day and night.
Tom wanted to keep the relationship a secret from everyone, including his best friends and family.
At the beginning, no one noticed the change. Your closeness from before hadn’t changed as much, at least when you were around others. When the two of you were alone, you would have intimate moments together, giving each other chaste to passionate kisses and holding each other close. Cuddling was an exception, seeing as you already cuddled before you became a couple.
It wasn’t until quarantine that people began to notice a difference between you and Tom.
“Where’s Tom? He was supposed to help us make dinner,” Harrison asked, standing shirtless in the backyard while taking off his boxing gloves.
“He isn’t much help, though. Besides, we’ve got Sam,” Harry shrugged.
Sam laughed and patted Harry’s shoulder, “Thanks, mate.”
“Have you guys seen Y/N?” Tuwaine stepped outside of the house, looking around the backyard.
“No, what’s up?” Harry’s brows furrowed.
“She promised she would help me choose a movie for tonight,” Tuwaine frowned.
“Isn’t it strange that they’re both missing? This isn’t the first time, too,” Harrison said suspiciously, crossing his arms.
“Maybe they’re just hanging out. They are friends, you know,” Sam said while scrubbing the grill.
“I don’t know. They’re getting a little too friendly,” Harrison squinted at Tom’s window.
Tuwaine, Harry, and Harrison had newly risen suspicions while Sam stayed mutual. Sam didn’t want to invade either of your privacies. Although he always sensed a connection between the two of you, he never pushed your relationship any further than friends. If the two of you wanted to date, then you’d make the decision on your own.
-
You were cuddled in Tom’s arms, still hazy with sleep. You must’ve fallen asleep while watching a movie with him.
“Darling, you gotta get up,” his hoarse voice whispered from behind you.
“Mm, no. I don’t wanna,” you whined, eyes remaining shut.
“But you gotta. The boys’ll notice if we’re missing for too long,” he placed soft kisses to the side of your neck.
You tilted your head to give him easier access to your skin, “Let them, I don’t care anymore.”
“Darling,” he pulled away from you. He slid out from under the covers and off the bed. He walked over to the other side of the bed where you laid and sat beside your limp body. “Get up or I’ll tickle you,” he threatened. You laid under the duvet, ignoring the man hovering you. He threw the duvet off of your body and slid his hands into your shirt. His fingers began attacking your sides.
Laughs broke out of your pink lips, “St-Stop it, Tommy.”
“Then get up, princess,” he continued his assault.
“F-Fine, ju-just,” you gasped for air, “stop,” you squealed loudly.
“Alright, love,” he pulled his hands out of your shirt, smiling at your squirming figure.
“You’re mean,” you frowned at him, flipping over to get more rest.
“Y/N! You have to get up or I will carry you downstairs,” Tom said sternly.
You hummed, cuddling with yourself.
You felt his hands firmly grasp your waist, and a moment later, you were over his shoulder. You squealed and slapped his back, demanding him to put you down.
“Nope, I told you I would carry you down if you didn’t cooperate,” he lightly smacked your ass.
“Thomas Stanley Holland! Put me down this instant,” you said strictly.
He ignored you and carried you all the way down the stairs. Finally, he placed you on your feet and pushed you towards the backdoor. You glared daggers at him, flipping him off before stepping out of the house. He chuckled behind you.
“Y/N! I was looking for you! You promised you would choose out a movie with me to watch,” Tuwaine exclaimed as soon as he saw you. “What happened to your hair?”
You heard snickering from behind you and saw Tom, Harrison, and Harry smirking at each other.
If only looks could kill, you thought.
“I’ll be right back. Tom wouldn’t let me sleep and carried me here, thus the mess on my head,” you said, not truly knowing how bad you looked.
You walked back into the house, still able to hear Tom’s terribly hidden chuckles.
As soon as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you freaked out. You hair was practically a nest on your head. All your clothes were wrinkled, and your mascara was smeared over your eyelids and eye bags.
You decided that taking a shower was most efficient way to fix your predicament.
-
“So, Tom, what were you and Y/N doing earlier?” Harrison smugly.
“Oh, we were watching a movie,” Tom shrugged nervously.
“Just a movie?” Harry’s voice arose.
“Well, we did fall asleep...”
Harry and Haz winked at each other and whispered, “Sleeping.”
They heard the door slide open and close, following the quiet steps from your flats.
“Damn, Y/N/N, what’re you dressing up for?” Tuwaine chuckled.
“Dress up? This is my casual outfit,” you smiled at your friend.
“Casual for a date night,” he added, then gasped, “Are you going on a date tonight?”
All of the boys, including Tom, looked at you.
“What? No,” you laughed, flustered, “I’m staying with you guys tonight. Bros over hoes, am I right?”
‘So that means you’re single, right?” Harrison spoke up.
Tom’s gaze snapped over to face his best mate.
“Y-Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” You laughed nervously.
“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you look, whether you look like a mess or not,” the blonde moved closer to you.
“Thanks, Hazza,” you blushed, replying awkwardly.
Harry and Tuwaine eyed Harrison confusingly. Harrison winked at them, and they smirked at each other in realization.
“Yeah, Y/N/N, you look absolutely breathtaking tonight, though you look breathtaking all the time,” Tuwaine intervened.
“Maybe I should take you out tonight,” Harry grinned at you, “After all, you are single, aren’t you?”
“Y-Yeah, I am.”
Tom ears were tinted with a bright red.
“Leave the girl alone, guys,” Sam finally said, attention still on the food on the grill.
“Buzzkill,” Harrison sang.
Harry and Tuwaine laughed.
“You can sit by me tonight, if you want that is,” Harrison whispered in your ear as he walked by.
You felt extremely hot and embarrassed. Your cheeks were surely as red as Tom’s ears.
-
Sam had finished making the meal, so you had to choose a seat.
“Y/N, come sit here,” Harry patted the seat beside you.
“No, Y/N/N, come sit with me,” Tuwaine smiled warmly.
“Ignore those divs. The space on my lap is lonely, you should come give it some love,” Harrison smirked.
The comment made your pink once more, and you hid behind Tom. Tom was shaking with fury and jealousy.
“She’ll be sitting beside me,” Tom said sharply.
You shyly sat beside your boyfriend, gaze glued to the floor.
“So, Y/N, I’ve been thinking,” Harrison began, “We’ve known each other for a while now, and I’ve always felt this connection between us. I was wondering if you wanted more in our relationship.”
Sam audibly sighed but continued to eat his meal.
Your eyes widened. You only ever saw Harrison as a brother, just like Harry, Sam, and Tuwaine.
“I- um...” you began, only to be cut off by the brunette beside you.
“No, she doesn’t,” Tom growled.
You felt his hand grip your thigh, and his lips attached to yours. He passionately kissed you, biting your bottom lip for entrance. You gently pushed him away, embarrassed at his display of affection.
“Ha! What did we tell you Sam! They are dating after all,” Harry cheered happily.
“What?” Tom asked cluelessly.
“They thought that you guys were acting suspicious, so they came up with this “plan.” I told them otherwise because, unlike them, I respect your privacy,” Sam glared at the other boys.
“We’re his best mates though, why wouldn’t he tell us?” Harry whined to his twin.
“Ask him,” Sam shrugged.
“We wanted to keep it a secret from everyone to avoid drama. You know how the press gets,” Tom sighed.
“Besides, we liked the secrecy and privacy we had, but it feels relieving now that you guys know,” you spoke after a while, finally calmed down from the situation.
“Sorry for the flirting, just trying to get results,” Haz chuckled.
Tom glared at his best mate.
“Once you divs get a girlfriend, you’ll understand why they did what they did,” Sam said slyly.
Harry, Haz, and Tuwaine yelped at the smirking twin with anger.
pls rec me harry holland shit
I WASN’T READY FOR THIS TOM
But I’m happy for him, period.
Love in Venice
Harry Holland
Summary: You and Harry are in Venice and well,you both fell in love. The title says it all.
English is not my native lenguage,so sorry for any mistakes.
What this Gif has to do with anything? Nothing. I just love it.
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You and Harry stayed the whole night watching movies togheter in the hotel room,as his brother and zendeya had to film that night. The morning after you looked horrible,you both were so tired. The problem was the paparazzi,they knew you both spended the night togheter, and looking this way was not helping.
Right now you were eating breakfast with the cast and having a good time,but zendaya's voice interrumted everyone.
-Hey,check this out.-She showed her phone to Harry,Tom and me.- Here it says that you both spend quite the night.
It was from a newspaper,of course they knew. Harry has four more years than me,but we are still friends and I might have a little crush on him.
-You what?!-Shouted Jacob.
-Nothing,nothing. We just watched some movies togheter last night and well, they took it the wrong way-Said Harry pointing at the phone.
-Well,you both look like something happened last night- Said Tom- But you are too young and...
--Oh,let them be.-Laughted Zendaya.- It will be fun to watch all the rumors and the paparazzi going crazy trying to get pictures.
The whole cast laughted at this and kept on eating. Harry did as well , but suddenly you both made eye contact. He was so beautiful. His red curls,his smile. He lean in,as he was siting right next to you.
-It may be fun to act like a couple,but not be togheter,you know? Like... -He said.
-I get it-You laughted- You up for It?
--Hell yeah!
It has been a few days since you both decided to do it. It was madness,people were shipping you everywhere,but It seems that this was making you both closer and you couldn't be happier. It wasn't only just you,you knew he was falling as well. All the touches felt like fire and the stolen glances couldn't mean more.
You were with Harry in the hotel balcony,while Tom and Zendaya were filming a scene,once again, of course. He was taking pictures,while you were reading. The whole sky was turning orange, and little by little you could start seeing the stars. He kept stealing glances at you and finally decided to ask you.
-Can I take a picture?You know, of you?
You smiled at this and nodded. His grin became bigger and pointed his camera at you.
-You look beautiful.- He said,siting closer to you.
-Do I? - You asked lifting your chin up with pride and laughted.
-Yeah,you do.
He leaned in and Kissed you. You wraped your arms around his neck and smiled during the Kiss.
-You are very beatiful too,you know? - You said.
He blushed and smiled , while he came closer to kiss you again.
The next day the kiss was all over the news. It wasn't the best idea to do it in a balcony. But let just say,you both couldn't be happier.
I hope you liked it. This is the first time I write in Tumblr,but Oh well there's always a first time for everything.
Request are always open,so feel free to ask.
hey! i decided to write during quarantine and i'd be glad if you send me blurb ideas
🥺👉🏻👈🏻
Hey can I request a blurb with Harry Holland in which the reader lives in London and is a college student but she's also from a different country so for summer or Christmas break she goes back home and they talk on face time when they can and when she's back it's fluffy and cute
'baby, i miss you so bad. i can't take it anymore.' harry sighs, wanting nothing but hold you in his arms again. he literally counts down the days.
'i know, bub. the feeling is mutual, trust me. i can't wait to see you in person and cuddle the shit out of you.' you smile as he laughs quietly. he was looking stressed just a few minutes ago and you decided to help as much as you can through the phone screen.
'you know i adore you, right?' you say with a genuine smile on your face. 'these days made me realize how much i feel completed when i'm with you, how peaceful i feel when you're around. i love you, harry.'
you both look at each other with heart eyes through the screen, and harry speaks with a tender voice,
'i love you more, pretty girl. and... i-i can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.'
and when you turn back? you both cling to each other like koalas for days. harry picks you up from the airport. he just couldn't wait anymore. he kisses your knuckles as he drives, smiles as he listens to your days at your hometown and thinks how much he wants to be there with you for the next time.
there are lots of kisses and i love you's. you both fall asleep in each other's arms feeling nothing content. you feel like you just found the missing puzzle piece again.
Don't look at me that way🙈
Tom's Instagram story | June 1, 2023
Love LOVE loVE love love 💕