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TATTOOED HEART! 😍 Will you be doing part 2
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tattooed heart deserves so many more notes it's on of my favorites :D
fun fact: i started a fanfic based on it but never continued it lol but thank you!
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I’m not sure if anyone still follows this page but I want to apologize for being so inactive all these months.. I have started a new PeterMJ fic in case any of you are interested <3

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“Invest in yourself. Meditate. Read. Eat healthy food. Drink water. Move your body. Spend time in nature. Rest up. You are worthy.”
— https://www.facebook.com/thegoodquote/
Pull me into a bathroom at a party and tell me how bad you want me. Then fuck me.
Me, outside the bathroom waiting for these two to stop fucking so I can pee:
Nothing (Peter’s POV)
THIS CONTAINS SERIOUS INFINITY WAR SPOILERS AS IT’S ABOUT A SCENE THAT TAKES PLACE IN THE MOVIE
DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN INFINITY WAR!!
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I know I’m human.
But what I’m feeling is not human-like at all.
I’ve always been grateful for my heightened senses but at this second, I wish they’d go away.
Something’s happening.
It’s like every inch of me- every fiber, tendon, muscle, and limb- is screaming out to me in agony. It transfers; from the tip of my fingers, to my head, and down to my chest.
Something’s wrong.
“Mr. Stark?”
A wave of lightheadedness overwhelms me and I can feel my body fighting back whatever is that’s trying to take over everything that is me.
“I- I don’t feel so good…” I start to stumble.
“You’re alright,” he says but… am I?
I think about how seconds ago Strange, Quill, Drax, and Mantis turned into ash and disappeared.
Is that what’s happening?
That’s when the panic starts. That, combined with whatever force is trying to take me and I feel myself reaching out to him, “Save me…”
I fall into his arms and my legs stop working.
I don’t feel my legs.
“I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go, Mr. Stark. Please, I don’t wanna go,” I beg as I try to cling to him as hard as I can. I’m crying now but I don’t care.
I’m scared.
I want him to help but how can he?
I hold onto him even harder; him being the only tangible thing that I can actually feel.
I don’t want this to be the end.
I feel myself falling back and all I see is the piles of rock floating around us.
Whatever it is, it’s won. I no longer feel in control.
I look over at him. He’s anguished, hopeless.
I see him. I see Aunt May, Ned, MJ and I swallow back a sob.
“I’m sorry,” I say to all of them.
I’m sorry we didn’t we win. I’m sorry I’m not strong enough to stay.
I look away.
I feel exhausted. From the battle, from my body fighting back… and so I give in. I let it take me and it feels like I’m floating.
There’s pieces of me I try to hang onto but it’s all fading away.
I think of Aunt May’s comforting smile. Ned’s laughter. MJ’s warm hand holding mine.
I think about mom, dad, Uncle Ben, Tony…
Everything slowly turns pitch black and then…
n o t h i n g.
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Never Alone
Concept: Peter Parker’s life months after the end of the war (Avengers 4).
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“We at least have to try,” Ned insisted as he and MJ walked around the corner. They spotted Peter down the hall, putting some textbooks into his locker.
They reached him and then glanced at one another anxiously before Ned spoke first. “Hey, Peter!”
Without looking away from the inside of his locker, Peter replied, “Hey, Ned. Hey, MJ.”
“What are you doing after school?” MJ asked.
Peter shrugged as he zipped his backpack closed. “Working on some projects.”
“You work on your projects all the time. We should hangout! I got the new Battlefront video game and MJ said she’s all for watching us play!” Ned pleaded. He turned towards MJ and nudged her arm.
“Oh! Oh, yeah. There’s nothing else I’d rather do than spend time watching you losers,” she added.
Peter half smiled and then closed his locker. “Sounds like fun…” Ned’s face brightened with hope, “but maybe next time, okay? I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” He turned and walked away, leaving them staring after him.
“Told ya,” MJ muttered before she patted Ned’s slumped shoulder and walked away too.
***
The commute to the Avengers Facility wasn’t always long, especially when Happy offered the ride. Thanks to Pepper, Peter had access to everything in the building but he mostly spent his time in the tech lab.
He flashed his badge at security and walked straight towards the doors that opened up to a warehouse-like space. Tables were scattered all around with different scraps of different things on them. In the center of it all, stood one of Iron Man’s suits, ready to be tinkered with.
“Hey, Friday,” Peter called out as he threw his backpack on a chair.
“Hey, Peter. How was school?”
“Eh. Did Shuri send her notes, yet?” He asked as he approached a large desk with blueprints and a laptop.
“Already waiting for you.”
“Thanks!”
Peter got to work, just like he did every day after school for hours and hours until Aunt May practically begged him to go home.
As he tore apart what looked like an old computer system, Peter didn’t even notice someone standing behind him.
“I brought you a water. You forget to stay hydrated when you work. Just like him…”
Peter turned in his chair and smiled at Pepper Potts. He took the water bottle and practically chugged it down. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he really was.
Pepper looked around and then froze when she saw the suit. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing! I was sort of looking at it as an example for some updates I want to do on my suit,” Peter stood up. “I mean– uh, if that’s okay. I can have Friday take it back, I’m sorry–”
“No, no, Peter,” Pepper laughed softly, “It’s fine. I actually came in here to tell you that I was able to get that trip to Berlin for you. It’s all been taken care of.”
Peter smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Ms. Potts. It really means a lot.”
Pepper waved it off before placing her hand on his shoulder. “You’re a good kid, Peter. I hope you know he would have been very proud of you.”
***
“Aunt May? I’m home!”
“Just in time! Could you take the lasagna out of the oven, please?”
As Aunt May and Peter sat down at their small dinner table, Peter talked to her about all the new stuff he had been working on. Aunt May listened, even though to her it seemed like he was talking a different language.
“Guess what? Remember the Berlin trip idea I had weeks ago? Pepper Potts was able to pull some strings and get us there for the summer. It’ll be great Aunt May.”
Aunt May smiled at him as she gazed at how excited he was. After the horrifying events that happened months ago, it had been difficult to even get Peter to talk. He had opened up about everything since then but she still worried.
“What about MJ and Ned? Are they coming along too?” She asked as she took a bite of her dinner.
Peter shrugged, pushing his food around the plate. “Haven’t told them about it yet.”
Aunt May put down her fork. “Peter. They’re your friends. I understand why you would push them away in the beginning but you’ve even said you’re fine now. They worry about you but most importantly, they care about you. Try harder, please?”
“I will, Aunt May. Promise,” he replied before dumping extra parmesan cheese on his lasagna.
***
Just on time, Peter’s watch beeped repeatedly, announcing that it was fifteen minutes past midnight.
Peter threw back his covers and got up from bed. He opened his closet and reached into the corner for his other backpack, the one where his suit was hidden in. Aunt May already knew his secret but he still felt strange just leaving the suit out.
He quickly put it on before he walked over to his window and pulled it open. He didn’t sneak out as often as before but there were nights where he couldn’t just lay there and wait for sleep so he’d go out and tire himself out.
Once outside, Peter slid his window closed and climbed to the top of the building.
The night was cold despite it being close to summer. Peter took his mask and slipped it on. The eyes turned on and his vision immediately became magnified.
“Hello, Peter.”
“Hey, Karen. It’s been a while, huh?”
“It has. Could you not sleep tonight?”
“Nope,” Peter replied. “Let’s go for a ride.”
He shot a web to the nearest lamppost and took off, swinging this way and that.
“Karen? Look for the tallest building near here,” he shouted.
Karen highlighted the building Peter was looking for and he followed the map until he reached it. He climbed up, becoming almost breathless until he reached the top. He sat down and sighed heavily. He looked around him at the surrounding buildings and at the many cars driving past even though it was late.
“Karen–”
“I already know,” she replied softly.
Peter nodded and then waited until his voice spoke into his ears.
“Hey there, kid! Listen, I don’t know if you’ll ever listen to this and I’m hoping you never do but I never got to say goodbye to my parents nor did I get the chance to tell my father all the things I wanted to say so I guess this is just a precaution. Anyway… if something goes wrong in the next few hours or days– who knows how long this war will last– then you’re probably listening to this right now. I didn’t have an excellent father when I was growing up so I never knew if I was ever up for the task. The thought scared the hell out of me. But kid, I have made my mark on this Earth in many ways, good or bad, who knows, but I hope I left a good one on you. I believed in you from the start and I’ll continue to do so no matter what. I hope I had a good influence on you. God knows I tried. And Peter? Thank you. Thank you for being my best student. It has been a pleasure watching you grow not only as a young man but a strong and worthy Avenger. Take care, kid.”
***
The next morning, Peter got off at a different stop than the usual for his way to school. With his headphones on and his hands deep in his pockets, he maneuvered himself through the traffic of people.
It was cloudy, rain threatening to fall at any second. Peter pulled his hoodie up and continued walking until he reached an enclosed lot. Peter waved at the caretaker, who waved back, and the gates suddenly opened.
“No flowers today, Mr. Parker?” The caretaker asked.
Peter shook his head as he walked past him. “Not today, Will. It might rain,” he said, pointing up at the sky.
Will smiled and nodded.
Peter followed the familiar path of the cemetery until he reached three huge headstones. The center one had an arc reactor engraved on it. Peter took off his backpack and took a seat in front of the headstone. He zipped open his backpack and pulled out a pair of familiar glasses with orange lenses.
“Brought these for you. Just thought it would be like the good final touch, you know?” He placed them on the ground near the headstone. “Remember that calculus test I was worried about? Aced it! That was also the same day Captain Barnes came by, which Aunt May was very happy about.” Peter shuffled his feet as he tried to get more comfortable. “He keeps insisting in me calling him Bucky. Being captain fits him.”
“I was working on that self repair mode for my suit from Mark 42 when I suddenly hit a dead end. Lucky for me, I found one of those kimoyo beads King T’Challa gave me after… well, after everything. I used it to connect with Shuri and she helped. You would love what she’s doing back in Oakland. I asked her about a way to get one of the beads to Quill because I finally found a way for me and Groot to play this game I know he’ll love. Come to think of it, I think Ned would be pretty psyched about it too…”
Peter fell silent and a small frowned formed on his lips. “I miss Ned. And MJ. Aunt May made me realize that I’m still pushing them away after all this time. It’s just hard, you know? I guess I just kept thinking ‘they weren’t there, they don’t get it’ but I guess that’s unfair. They’re here now, right? I hope they’ll come to Berlin with me, though.”
“Your wife is awesome, by the way. She was able to get me those flights, no problem. She misses you, although she never really says it to me. But I can tell.”
Peter gazed at the headstone that had now turned a shade darker from the rain. He swallowed back the huge knot that had formed in the back of his throat. “I– I mean, I miss you too. I miss everyone. I still have so many questions.”
He took in a deep breath and sniffled, wiping at his nose with his sleeve. “I’m fine, you know. The panic attacks are less frequent now. I’m fine. More than fine actually and I have you to thank for that. From the moment it was all over, I was never alone. Just… thank you, Tony, for making me be a part of something that’s bigger than myself and basically– basically giving me a bigger family.”
Peter wiped at his cheeks just as the rain fell even harder. “I gotta go now but say hi to mom and dad for me? Oh, and tell Uncle Ben that Aunt May’s lasagna has definitely improved,” Peter smiled to himself as he stood up.
He picked up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. He took one last look, “Talk to you later, Tony.”
***
MJ stole another of Ned’s fries without him noticing as the doors of the cafeteria opened. There, standing in dripping clothes, was Peter, smiling from ear to ear. He waved and started to make his way towards them. MJ and Ned stared at him, shocked, until he sat in front of them.
“So,” he started, “I have this crazy idea and it involves Berlin…”
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i loved tattooed heart!!! it's was so good! you're such a great writer and i hope you continue to write more imagines. i'm always looking forward to your new stuff!!
thank you so much!!
congrats on getting noticed by tom on twitter!!! you deserve it
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I just happened to stumble across your TMT imagines and I'm dead serious when I say that's probably the best thing I've ever read on this site. The intensity is just overwhelming and I need a part 3 asap 🔥
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A Chain and a Key
Characters: tom holland x holland family x reader
Concept: tom surprises you with a small birthday dinner
Notes: not the usual kind of imagine but this concept came to me out of the blue and i built it up from there. i hope you guys love it as i loved writing it!
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“SURPRISE!”
Tom’s hands uncover your eyes and you blink rapidly, trying to clear your vision. You’re standing in the Holland’s backyard where a big white canopy is set up in the center. A long table stands underneath it, adorned with vases filled with your favorite flowers. Rose gold spheres hang underneath the canopy, providing a vague light as the sun starts to set.
Nikki and Dom stand in front of you with their hands outstretched, pure joy etched on their faces. Sam and Paddy are clapping while Harry is holding a camera, filming the whole thing. A couple of your other friends and Tom’s are there too, laughing at your shocked face.
Your hands come up to cover your face as you turn to look at Tom, “I told you I didn’t want anything big!”
“It’s not big! Just dinner with friends and family,” he chuckles as he pulls you in for a hug.
You turn back around and greet Nikki and Dom, hugging them both as they wish you a happy birthday. Harrison and the twins hug you at the same time, squeezing the life out of you. Paddy follows after and you voice out loud that he’s grown a couple more inches since the last time you’ve seen him which he appreciates.
“Mum says I might be taller than Tom,” Paddy tells you.
Tom rolls his eyes playfully, “Not my fault I got stuck with dad’s traits.”
You greet everyone else and accept the gifts they brought for you. As Tom goes away to help his dad with the food, you stay behind and catch up with everyone.
“So how was your holiday with Tom?”
“How long have you been together, again?”
“Give us all the details!”
You laugh bashfully and take a sip of the drink you had gotten earlier. You start telling them about the beautiful beaches you and Tom got to explore together. “I have never seen water so blue and clear,” you comment. You tell them about how even though it was far away from where your original vacation was supposed to take place, Tom went out of his way to change the whole trip so that you got to visit Greece.
As the conversation drove off about someone else, you take a second to look over at Tom. His back is facing you as he stands next to his dad. They’re both focused on the food being prepared on the grill. You start to wonder how lucky you are to have not only Tom, but a wonderful family in your life. Like always, as if he had just read your mind, Tom turns around and looks directly at you. He winks at you and then mouths, “I love you” before facing his dad again.
“Hun,” Nikki places her hand on your shoulder, “Can you help me bring out some of the trays from inside?”
“Yes, of course,” you tell her as you stand up and follow her inside the house.
Several trays of food are set up on the kitchen island and you’re about to take one when Nikki stops you. “I actually wanted to talk to in private.”
She sounds serious, which makes you somewhat nervous. You rack your brain, trying to remember if you did anything to make Nikki want to talk to you alone.
“I just wanted to let you know that as a mother, I am very grateful that Tom found you. He’s always been a happy kid but with you, that happiness seems to have increased tenfold. You’re also such a joy to this family.”
“Nikki,” your voice trembles as you try not to cry. You try to think of words to say back to her but come up blank, your emotions taking over control.
She steps forward and wraps her arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “You’re a part of the family now, y/n. I can’t wait to celebrate more birthdays with you.”
When she pulls back to look at you, you both laugh as you see the tears both of you have in your eyes. Nikki squeezes your arm before taking a tray outside. You decide to stay inside for a bit longer to try to compose yourself.
Taking a tray in your arms, you walk outside and towards the table where the rest of the food has been laid for everyone to serve themselves.
The rest of the evening, you eat, you talk, you laugh with everyone. Even though you had asked to not make your birthday a big deal, you find yourself enjoying it so much. You watch as Tom tells a funny story that makes yourself and everyone else around the table laugh. You remember Nikki’s words on how Tom seems so much happier now but in reality, you’re the one who has never been happier. He’s the reason you wake up with a smile on your face and the reason you look forward to going to the gym, even though you can barely last a minute, but it’s just because he’s there that pushes you to try.
He has made you a better you. He has made you love yourself when no one else did.
The rest of the evening carries on and soon, people start to leave. As the boys help Dom clean up, you walk out the last of the guests and start helping out too. Harry has the brilliant idea to move out the table from underneath the canopy and bring in the outside furniture.
“Could we make a campfire?” Paddy asks Dom.
“I love that idea!” You comment.
“It’s your birthday,” Tom replies with a smile and all of you start moving things around to set up the campfire.
Evening was turning into dusk quickly and Tom and Harrison got straight to work on the fire. The pit was set at the center of the canopy so everyone got to sit around it.
“We call the armchair!” Tom grabs your hand and pulls you with him towards the big armchair that easily fit two people. Everyone else takes a seat either on the long sofa or the swinging bench they brought over from the patio.
Tom sits down first and holding onto your hand, you squeeze in next to him. His arms wrap around you as your legs overlap his so that the two of you fit perfectly on the chair.
The crackling of the fire as it gathered strength was a soothing sound. It reminded you of your childhood from when you used to go camping.
“Shall I tell a story?” Dom chimes in.
“You can’t really call it a story if it’s actually a joke,” Nikki replies which makes everyone laugh.
“Seems like mum is about to take over your career, dad,” Harry chuckles.
“Shut it, Motorola.”
“I think we should do gifts,” Tom tells everyone and you turn to look at him so rapidly, you feel your neck crick.
“What do you mean ‘gifts’?” You ask, completely shocked.
“You can’t have a birthday without gifts, love,” Tom chuckles before kissing your forehead.
“Me, first!” Nikki stands up and heads inside and then comes out a few seconds later, carrying a huge book. “I hope you like it.”
“What is it?” You’re suddenly excited because if there’s anything you know, is that Nikki always gives the best presents.
You open up the book and find that it’s actually a photo album. The most prettiest flowers have been captured. Flowers of different colors, sizes, close, and far. Then you notice the similar background in all of them.
Each of the pictures is actually you holding a flower, smelling it, smiling down at it. Nikki had captured every time you admired a flower.
“This is… wow. Thank you so much!” You stand and give Nikki a huge hug. “I love it, Nikki. It’s beautiful.”
You both take your seats again and then Paddy jumps up and hands you an envelope. “Technically dad bought it but I was the one with the idea.”
You laugh as you open the envelope and take out several tickets for a Coldplay concert. You almost screech loudly but hold it in by covering your mouth. “You’re kidding! Oh my God, Paddy!” You pull him in for a hug and then turn to face Dom. “Thank you to you too, Dom.”
Dom nods his welcome and then winks at Paddy.
“I got your gift right here,” Harry tells you as he lifts his camera. “You won’t get it until a few days, though.”
“Of course. Thanks, Harry,” you smile at him.
Everyone else gives you their thoughtful gifts until it’s Tom’s turn.
“I’m guessing tonight is my gift from you,” you tell him, holding onto his arm.
“Sure, but we’re not done yet,” he tells you before he sits up. “Tessa!”
Tessa, who was laying by Paddy’s feet, suddenly raises her head. “Tessa, go get y/n’s gift! Go get it, girl!”
Tessa responds with a bark before launching herself into a run back inside the house. You raise a questioning eyebrow at Tom but he just smirks back.
Tessa comes back outside with a large yellow envelope in her mouth. She bounds straight towards you and places it on your lap. “Thank you, Tessa,” you tell her while scratching her behind the ears. You take the envelope and open it carefully. Reaching inside, you find a large packet. You take it out and hold it up as you try to read it, using the light emanating from the fire.
“Adopt… Adoption?” You read out loud and look over at Tom, confused. “These are adoption papers?”
“Keep reading,” he tells you.
You continue to read down and then you gasp. You can’t look away from the words that have completely swelled your heart with pure joy.
Tessa has just handed you adoption papers for her. Not only Tom, but now you, share Tessa as your pet.
Tessa’s head lays on your lap as you lean down to kiss the top of her head. A few tears leave your eyes but they’re tears of joy. You’ve always loved Tessa like as if she was your own and the cute thought of her bringing you the papers that make it official is possibly the best gift you could ever ask for.
“What is it?” Sam asks, with a grin on his face, showing that he most likely already knows what it is.
“Adoption papers for Tessa,” you tell them as you wipe your eyes.
Everyone starts to clap as Tom stands and raises his hands. “Wait, wait, wait! Before we start to really celebrate, I want to give my gift next.”
“Tom,” you start.
“Just, hear me out,” he chuckles, knowing you would protest.
You stay quiet, reluctantly, and watch as he reaches for his back pocket. “I never knew much about relationships. The only prime example that I have are my parents, which I can’t complain, because they’re the ideal couple,” he smiles at his parents. “Yet, somehow, meeting you and getting to know you reassured me that this is what it’s supposed to be like when you’re in a relationship. As friends, you have always been there and you still remain to be at my side no matter what, even though I know it can be difficult given what I have to do as an actor. You’re incredibly patient, kind, witty, funny, and beautiful. God, you’re so beautiful.” You feel your cheeks heat up and you’re grateful that it’s too dark for everyone to notice.
“Basically,” he pulls out something that is wrapped in a black cloth and starts to unwrap it, “We’ve been together for a while now and I have never felt as confident as I do now to be able to give you this.”
He takes whatever was wrapped in the cloth and pulls it up. A thin silver chain comes into view and hanging from it… a key.
Wait...
“Now, please don’t reject it because then I’ll look like a fool.” Everyone laughs as he hands you the chain. “I believe we’re ready for the next phase in our relationship and I hope you do too. Will you move in with me?”
You shake your head in complete disbelief as you look down at the single silver key in your hands. You look at Tessa and then at the rest of the family who are all grinning from ear to ear, waiting for your answer.
You glance at the key once again and then slowly place it around your neck. As you do, you feel it in your heart that this is the right thing to do. There’s no one else in the world you wouldn’t want to share a roof with.
You stand up and face Tom, “Yes, I’ll move in with you.” His face splits into a huge smile before he wraps his arms around you, hugging you so tightly, your feet lift off the ground. Everyone else cheers and claps around you.
When Tom finally lets go, he kisses you softly and whispers, “Happy Birthday, baby.”