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Oooo “this reminded me of you, so i wanted to [show/get/send] you it.” From the flyff prompts?? 🥺🥺🥺

a/n: ah so cute! I actually love this one! I'm doing it with Laurie bc god, he's everything!! I had to do friends to lovers bc ❤️ gif belongs to the owner!!

Pairing: Laurie x gn!reader

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warnings: mediocre writing, an innuendo if you squint, making out(ish?) fluffy!!

W/c: 1,105

La vie en rose

You were leaning against a tree as you read  a new book you had received as a birthday gift from Jo and were invested in the storyline as you felt yourself slowly inserting yourself into the story. You were too caught up in following the life of Jane Eyre to notice that Laurie had found his spot on the picnic blanket and he was watching you with a lovesick grin etched on his face like a permanent tattoo that he never could get rid of. He didn't mind though, it was you.

God, he never got tired of looking at you.

He worries that if he looks away for even a second that you could disappear from his life in a flash. He cannot get over how enchanting you are— the way your face lights up in different emotions as you immerse yourself in your story is so endearing to him. He will always remember the day when he realized that he’s in love with you.

It was raining hard that day and he'll never forget the way you looked at him and grabbed his hand and danced in the middle of the street as heavy raindrops fell down on both of you — he wanted nothing more than to kiss you that day.

Laurie shook himself out of his reverie and grabbed a flower and lightly threw it over towards you, and you looked up from your book and made eye contact with Laurie. He was staring at you with a soft smile on his face, which made your stomach fill with a million little butterflies. “Laurie! How long have you been here?”, you asked shyly, as you suddenly felt awkward under his gaze, you weren’t expecting company today and you definitely had not dressed 'appropriately'.

“Don’t do that. You are exquisite, you know that,” Laurie said with sincerity in his voice and his eyes when he looked at you like the way everyone wants to be looked at, he stared at you as if to say “you’re the only person I want to look at”.

You marked your place in your copy of Jane Eyre and sat next to Laurie on the picnic blanket and eyed him curiously. “I like that you are here, but why are you here, Laurie?”, you questioned him as you brushed off leaves that were clinging onto you like post-it notes.

Laurie’s eyes shone in excitement and oh, he was so beautiful. He is one of the kindest people you know, and he has the purest heart in the world. You wished he saw you the way you saw him, but even if you couldn't have him in the way you wanted, you'd still keep him as your friend. A life without Laurie would be like trying to breathe without oxygen, pointless.

“I was running errands for my grandfather and this reminded me of you, so I wanted to show you,” Laurie confessed as he held out a small silver box tied with a black bow and he motioned for you to open it. You untied the bow and opened the box and gasped in surprise.

“Laurie..”, you began, but Laurie shook his head and just waited to see your reaction. Your eyes shone in delight as you held up the gold necklace that had a beautiful crescent moon charm attached to it and you noticed an engraving on it and you almost broke down in tears of joy. There was a tiny engraving on the back of the charm — “I got you the moon” .

You didn't even know how to respond — you were overwhelmed with so many emotions, and you could not even express how thankful you were for him. He took the necklace and clasped it around your neck and it looked so alluring as it laid across your chest like it always belonged there. You were going to say something, but Laurie just held your hand and all your thoughts had gone away; he did that to you.

Your heart was doing backflips — you wanted to kiss him so badly.

“Y/n, I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I remember that rainy day where we danced in the rain. I almost kissed you that day. I know we are young, but I am so in love with you, I cannot even stand another minute not being able to have you in the way I want. Please say you love me too”, Laurie admitted as he rubbed comforting circles on the back of your hand.

Your heart was bursting with love; he loved you back.

“Laurie, just kiss me”, you answered as you leaned closer to him and he placed his hands on your face and pulled your face closer and kissed you with so much adoration, you kept finding yourself smiling into the heavenly kiss.

You were too caught up in the feeling of Laurie’s lips on yours to even recognize the voices of the March sisters that were cheering as you and Laurie continued to kiss as if tomorrow would never come and you would not see each other.

Laurie put a hand on your waist to pull you closer to him and he continued his whispers of love and eternity as his soft lips danced with yours in perfect harmony, his kiss felt as if you were hearing your favorite old song again. He kept pulling you closer as if you were not close enough to him, but you didn’t mind, you had been waiting forever for him. He moved his hand towards your thigh , not in a sexual way; he just wanted to show you his love.

He has been deprived of you for so long, and he needed you to be close to him, as much as possible.

“Hey! Keep it PG!”, Jo shouted as you detached your lips from Laurie’s and he pouted, which was so cute. He stood up and pulled you along with him, he wanted to be alone with you, he didn't care what you were doing, he just loved being around you, he loved your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your lips, your hair.

He loved you so much.

“You are mesmerizing. I love you”, Laurie blurted out as he pulled you closer to him and placed a kiss on top of your head.

Laurie has always been the love of your life and you have always been his and now you get to be kissed by him and it is a beautiful thing. He gets to show everyone how lucky he is —you  are all his.

tags: @cocoamoonmalfoy @616films @hollandsmushroom @spideyspeaches @tonystarksfavoritedaughter @harryhollandsgirlfriend @thegirlintheswivelchair @the-girl-in-the-chair @hollandvibesss @petesrparker

shut up this is so cute :’)

sunflowers. | harry styles.

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader (dad!harry, husband!harry)

summary: harry is very much in love with his little family.

word count: 2724 words

warning(s): a sprinkle of sexual mentions and a whole lot of fluff

disclaimer: gif is not mine. 

author’s note: hey there. been a while. i missed writing here and the reason i haven’t been doing that is because i was focused on finishing school. of course now, i still am busy with school, having to start my degree. but i miss writing so i thought i’d make this little piece here. it’s my first harry styles fic! quite exciting and nerve-wrecking for me. but as always, leave a like and a comment if you enjoyed this, also constructive comments do help me to improve my writing and i do want to be better at it. and reblog (!) it really helps writers out in creating content for you so pls do so if you like it. all the love x

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somewhere new

pairing: tom holland x actor!reader (just barely though)

synopsis: memories are made with tom somewhere new.

word count: 0.7k

a/n: this has been in my brain for so long </3 just a little something, hope u like it :) also pls send in some requests, i'm v uninspired

it's currently eleven o'clock at night as you lie in bed mindlessly scrolling through your phone. you are seemingly stuck in a hotel room, somewhere in the world, on a press tour for your upcoming movie. a movie you star in along with your castmate, and best friend, the one and only, tom holland.

this isn't your first press tour. and this isn't your first press tour with tom.

see a couple years ago, you were cast in your first breakout role, starring alongside tom. during the filming of that movie, you and tom seemed to just have clicked. it didn't take long before you two became close friends, exchanging teasing remarks and quickly learning each other's quirks.

so when you were given the chance to work alongside him again, you knew you had to take it. something about this gemini man pulled you in.

tom:

Wanna go somewhere? I'm bored and I miss you :)

seeing the message flash across your screen, you respond with a quick,

aww, thomas misses me?

tom:

Not anymore 🙄

god, you love how easy it is to tease him. you answer back with,

i'll be down in 10 >:|

eager to get out of the dreary room, you make your way outside the building as fast as your feet would allow. once outside, you spot tom already waiting for you. it seems he was just as eager as you.

"ready?" he asks, a cheeky smile adorning his face.

"yeah," you felt your skin heat up under his gaze, "where are we going?"

"wherever our legs take us."

during the last press tour, you and tom unofficially agreed to explore whatever city you found yourselves in that night. so now, as you walk to nowhere in particular, you talk about anything and everything. opening up to each other was something that has become very natural over the years. you knew not to take these walks for granted, seeing as they were the very thing that allowed you to fall in love with your best friend.

eventually, your feet brought you to a promenade. lining either side of the street were quaint, local shops. string lights zigzag above the walkway, illuminating the street with a warm hue. the only noises that could be heard were your leisurely footsteps and the strumming of a nearby guitar.

"thanks for joining me tonight." he breaks the comfortable silence, giving you the warmest smile.

"thanks for inviting me," you fluster, "i was going insane being cooped up in that room."

"i had an inkling you wanted to leave," he lightly laughs. a look of contemplation flickers over his face before continuing, "do you-"

his words were cut off by the roaring of thunder, followed by complete downpour trickling over you. seeing as you had nothing to cover you, tom quickly took his jacket off and handed it to you. creating a makeshift shelter with the clothing, you run under a store’s sunshade.

after taking some time to assess your situation, tom speaks, "so, what do we do now?"

"we dance." you respond, swiftly slipping his jacket over you.

"we what?" a bewildered expression flashes over his handsome face.

taking a step toward the rain, you offer your hand to tom.

"we dance," not seeing him budge, you tease, "what's wrong? afraid of getting a little wet?"

accepting defeat with a chuckle, tom gently takes your hand and walks you to the middle of the promenade.

wrapping your arms around his neck while his arms wrap around your waist, you lay your head softly on his chest. gently rocking side to side, the mild pitter-patter of the rain harmonizes with the street player’s guitar.

"y/n?" you feel his words vibrate through his chest. "yes?" you respond, eager to know what's been on his mind.

letting out a breathy laugh, he continues, "do you have any idea how to get back?"

slightly disappointed, you look up at him with a smile, "no clue."

his gaze falls from your eyes to your lips. overwhelmed by the intimate look, you drop your head.

the hand once planted on your waist comes up to your chin, gently lifting your head. "i want to get lost with you every night if it means i could hold you like this." his remaining hand lightly squeezes your waist as he lets out the last word.

a slight smile forms on your lips, feeling silly about ever doubting yourself, "shut up and kiss me, thomas."

a small, playful groan slips past his lips as he leans in. the kiss is short, but not without lust. only slightly pulling away, tom murmurs against your lips, "i never want to let you go."

"then don't."

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last night

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

synopsis: peter makes the morning after unforgettable.

word count: 0.5k

warnings: mentions of sex, kinda suggestive?

a/n: this is the cutest thing i've written i want to vomit :p pretend morning breath does not exist here p.s. cocky peter is the loml <33

waking up to the sound of a car horn blaring couldn't phase you this morning. and as you flutter your eyes open, you find yourself tangled up in your sheets with peter, who was currently sound asleep. a glimmer of sunlight streams through the curtains, illuminating peter's chestnut curls. light purple bruises strewn across his neck serve as an instant reminder of what happened the night before.

your suited boyfriend had stumbled through your window in the late hours of the night. the only words that could fall from his mouth were those reminding you of how he could not stop thinking of you while on patrol. and after many insistent and heated kisses, you and peter decided to give in to your desires for the first time since you started dating.

and now, the morning after, you lay clad in one of the many sweaters he's left, staring at your snoozing lover.

"take a picture, yeah?" peter's lightly chukles as he pulls you to his chest. slightly startled at his sudden consciousness, you look up to find his eyes sleepily gazing at you. a sheepish grin plays upon your lips as memories of his tenderness flood through your mind.

you begin to pepper feathery kisses over his chest, wanting to subtly thank him for last night. peter’s hands, once planted on your waist, now slide down to softly squeeze your bum.

"what do you want to do today, pretty girl?" you now burrow your face further into his chest, flustered under his words.

"mmm," your voice muffled, "stay here?"

pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, he responds with, "sounds good."

wanting to stare at your boyfriend a little longer, you decide to pull away to prop your head up with your arm. and for the first time since last night, you make proper eye contact with your darling boy. a shit-eating grin slowly forms on peter's face. you couldn't help but follow his stupid action.

this man.

he slowly takes in his view, a familiar keenness filling peter's eyes. "what're you thinking about, pete?

"i only dreamed of calling you mine just a couple months ago," he starts, "and now you're laying here in my clothes, totally fucked."

"peter!" you groan, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment.

"c'mere." his hands come up to pull you toward him once again. his fingertips slide up to the middle of you back, drawing patterns into your warm skin. this alone makes you arch into him.

"yanno, you're kinda sweet when you're half asleep."

scattering delicate kisses across your neck, he mumbles, "mhm, i'm always sweet." his breath fanning over your skin drives you crazy.

quickly growing tired of the teasing, you push peter back down, into the mattress. swinging your leg over the boy, you straddle his lap. you bend down, stopping just before reaching his lips, "i love you." but before he could get a word out, your lips are already on his. a pleasant warmth washing over you as the kiss grows hungry. teeth almost clashing as he grabs for your ass.

"fuck, baby." peter whines.

after a couple more moans from both you and pete, you slow down, now softly pecking at his lips.

"god, you're beautiful." he murmurs against your lips. flustered once again, you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

"so," he sighs, "how was last night?", asking as nonchalantly as he could.

you swear you could hear the smugness on his face.

"i don't remember. remind me again, parker?"

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