Peppermint Tea (Tom Holland x reader)

A/N: I wrote this at almost 1 am last night and I’m so happy with how it turned out!!

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Warnings: none, just fluff

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Tom needed a break from the spotlight. He was sick of getting caught up in the glitz and glamour of things, he just wanted to go somewhere different. Somewhere that wasn’t LA or NYC- he wanted a small town. He found himself traveling to a small town in Western Massachusetts in the fall, immediately falling in love with the foliage.

He loved the red, orange and yellow leaves falling slowly and peacefully to the ground. The air was crisp, not too cold or too hot. The waterfalls within the open field ran gently, the soothing sound of running water filling his ears. Making his way out of his small motel room, he found a quaint coffee shop right across the street. It was a small shop, much smaller than the ones in the big cities. There was no hustle and bustle of city sidewalks or the constant sound of sirens and honking from emergency vehicles and city drivers. That was where he met you. You were in line, eyes fixated on the menu. Your hair was tied behind you in a loose braid, just enough to keep it out of your eyes but not tight enough to give you a headache.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was getting in line behind you, his eyes focusing on the menu. “Recommend anything?” He asked, catching your attention. “You’re not from around here are you?” You responded, a smile spreading on your face. It had been a long time since someone new came to town. He smiled and shook his head, his curls flopping gently on his forehead. “What gave it away?” He grinned, making you chuckle. “So you’re British, then? Do you like tea?” You asked, receiving a nod from Tom. “Their peppermint tea is really good. Always good for a fall morning.” You told him, hearing a “next!” ring out. “I’ll have a medium peppermint tea please! And uh, my friend here- he’ll have the same thing.” You ordered, taking Tom by surprise. “Wait-” “Will that be all?” The cashier asked, getting a “yes” from you before you handed him the cash and Tom joined you to wait for the drinks.

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Peppermint Tea (Tom Holland x reader)

A/N: I wrote this at almost 1 am last night and I’m so happy with how it turned out!!

please reblog and leave feedback!!

Masterlist || tom holland tag list || listen to this while you read!

Warnings: none, just fluff

_______________________________________________________________________________________

Tom needed a break from the spotlight. He was sick of getting caught up in the glitz and glamour of things, he just wanted to go somewhere different. Somewhere that wasn’t LA or NYC- he wanted a small town. He found himself traveling to a small town in Western Massachusetts in the fall, immediately falling in love with the foliage.

He loved the red, orange and yellow leaves falling slowly and peacefully to the ground. The air was crisp, not too cold or too hot. The waterfalls within the open field ran gently, the soothing sound of running water filling his ears. Making his way out of his small motel room, he found a quaint coffee shop right across the street. It was a small shop, much smaller than the ones in the big cities. There was no hustle and bustle of city sidewalks or the constant sound of sirens and honking from emergency vehicles and city drivers. That was where he met you. You were in line, eyes fixated on the menu. Your hair was tied behind you in a loose braid, just enough to keep it out of your eyes but not tight enough to give you a headache.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was getting in line behind you, his eyes focusing on the menu. “Recommend anything?” He asked, catching your attention. “You’re not from around here are you?” You responded, a smile spreading on your face. It had been a long time since someone new came to town. He smiled and shook his head, his curls flopping gently on his forehead. “What gave it away?” He grinned, making you chuckle. “So you’re British, then? Do you like tea?” You asked, receiving a nod from Tom. “Their peppermint tea is really good. Always good for a fall morning.” You told him, hearing a “next!” ring out. “I’ll have a medium peppermint tea please! And uh, my friend here- he’ll have the same thing.” You ordered, taking Tom by surprise. “Wait-” “Will that be all?” The cashier asked, getting a “yes” from you before you handed him the cash and Tom joined you to wait for the drinks.

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Peppermint Tea (Tom Holland x reader)

A/N: I wrote this at almost 1 am last night and I’m so happy with how it turned out!!

please reblog and leave feedback!!

Masterlist || tom holland tag list || listen to this while you read!

Warnings: none, just fluff

_______________________________________________________________________________________

Tom needed a break from the spotlight. He was sick of getting caught up in the glitz and glamour of things, he just wanted to go somewhere different. Somewhere that wasn’t LA or NYC- he wanted a small town. He found himself traveling to a small town in Western Massachusetts in the fall, immediately falling in love with the foliage.

He loved the red, orange and yellow leaves falling slowly and peacefully to the ground. The air was crisp, not too cold or too hot. The waterfalls within the open field ran gently, the soothing sound of running water filling his ears. Making his way out of his small motel room, he found a quaint coffee shop right across the street. It was a small shop, much smaller than the ones in the big cities. There was no hustle and bustle of city sidewalks or the constant sound of sirens and honking from emergency vehicles and city drivers. That was where he met you. You were in line, eyes fixated on the menu. Your hair was tied behind you in a loose braid, just enough to keep it out of your eyes but not tight enough to give you a headache.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was getting in line behind you, his eyes focusing on the menu. “Recommend anything?” He asked, catching your attention. “You’re not from around here are you?” You responded, a smile spreading on your face. It had been a long time since someone new came to town. He smiled and shook his head, his curls flopping gently on his forehead. “What gave it away?” He grinned, making you chuckle. “So you’re British, then? Do you like tea?” You asked, receiving a nod from Tom. “Their peppermint tea is really good. Always good for a fall morning.” You told him, hearing a “next!” ring out. “I’ll have a medium peppermint tea please! And uh, my friend here- he’ll have the same thing.” You ordered, taking Tom by surprise. “Wait-” “Will that be all?” The cashier asked, getting a “yes” from you before you handed him the cash and Tom joined you to wait for the drinks.

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Peppermint Tea (Tom Holland x reader)

A/N: I wrote this at almost 1 am last night and I’m so happy with how it turned out!!

please reblog and leave feedback!!

Masterlist || tom holland tag list || listen to this while you read!

Warnings: none, just fluff

_______________________________________________________________________________________

Tom needed a break from the spotlight. He was sick of getting caught up in the glitz and glamour of things, he just wanted to go somewhere different. Somewhere that wasn’t LA or NYC- he wanted a small town. He found himself traveling to a small town in Western Massachusetts in the fall, immediately falling in love with the foliage.

He loved the red, orange and yellow leaves falling slowly and peacefully to the ground. The air was crisp, not too cold or too hot. The waterfalls within the open field ran gently, the soothing sound of running water filling his ears. Making his way out of his small motel room, he found a quaint coffee shop right across the street. It was a small shop, much smaller than the ones in the big cities. There was no hustle and bustle of city sidewalks or the constant sound of sirens and honking from emergency vehicles and city drivers. That was where he met you. You were in line, eyes fixated on the menu. Your hair was tied behind you in a loose braid, just enough to keep it out of your eyes but not tight enough to give you a headache.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was getting in line behind you, his eyes focusing on the menu. “Recommend anything?” He asked, catching your attention. “You’re not from around here are you?” You responded, a smile spreading on your face. It had been a long time since someone new came to town. He smiled and shook his head, his curls flopping gently on his forehead. “What gave it away?” He grinned, making you chuckle. “So you’re British, then? Do you like tea?” You asked, receiving a nod from Tom. “Their peppermint tea is really good. Always good for a fall morning.” You told him, hearing a “next!” ring out. “I’ll have a medium peppermint tea please! And uh, my friend here- he’ll have the same thing.” You ordered, taking Tom by surprise. “Wait-” “Will that be all?” The cashier asked, getting a “yes” from you before you handed him the cash and Tom joined you to wait for the drinks.

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Mind Games (Ex-best friend!Tom x reader haunted house au): part 3

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Warnings: mentions of blood, murder, creepy stuff. THERE IS A BRIEF PART OF A NOTE THAT COULD BE INTERPRETED AS PART OF A SUICIDE NOTE. IT IS NOT MEANT TO ROMANTICIZE SUICIDE AT ALL NOR IS IT ACTUALLY GRPAHIC, IT COULD JUST BE INTERPRETED AS SUCH. THAT PART IS IN ITALICS SO IF YOU THINK IT COULD TRIGGER YOU AT ALL PLEASE JUST SKIP IT.

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Tom watched in horror as your body stood above him, your eyes still pitch black, an evil grin still on your face. Tom was speechless as whatever was in your body contorted it in ways he had never seen before.

“Where’s Y/N? I-Is she alright?” Tom finally found the courage to speak, though it came out weaker than he intended. The demon chuckled, making Tom even more scared. “She won’t be fine for long. We got plans for her and it doesn’t involve anything good for her.” It grinned. Tom stood up, creeping backwards as your possessed body moved toward him, chuckling eerily and reaching out for him. Tom’s back hit a wall and he braced himself for the impending violence he didn’t doubt would occur. However, that never happened as your body went limp and fell, Tom catching you before you could hit the floor.

“Tom?” You asked, your entire body and voice weak. “Yeah, love, I’m here. You okay?” He replied, brushing your hair out of your face. “‘M fine. Why? Where are we?” You questioned, noticing your different environment. “I dunno, but we need food and water. Let’s make our way back to the kitchen.” He said, an arm going around your waist to steady you. “Did anything happen while I was sleeping? Why was I standing up when I woke up?” You asked, your memories a blur. Tom hesitated, how do you tell someone “oh yeah while you were sleeping something took over your body and basically said you’d end up dead?” So instead, he responded and lied “No. I was stood up too when I woke up.”

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Mind Games (Ex-best friend!Tom x reader haunted house au): part 3

A/N: send me an ask- let’s talk about this chapter/series!!

Warnings: mentions of blood, murder, creepy stuff. THERE IS A BRIEF PART OF A NOTE THAT COULD BE INTERPRETED AS PART OF A SUICIDE NOTE. IT IS NOT MEANT TO ROMANTICIZE SUICIDE AT ALL NOR IS IT ACTUALLY GRPAHIC, IT COULD JUST BE INTERPRETED AS SUCH. THAT PART IS IN ITALICS SO IF YOU THINK IT COULD TRIGGER YOU AT ALL PLEASE JUST SKIP IT.

Masterlist || tag list || part 2

Tags: @lover-of-books-and-teas @ive-got-some-lies-to-tell @zendayacolemen @fandoms-stuff @pignolithecookie @savethebabyseals @its-livelovelife @spideysimpossiblegirl @caitlyn-blackwell @hollandroos @spiderboytotherescue @bisexualparkers @vloggerparker @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown @tony-starks-ego @chocolateandstorms @fuckyou-imspiderman @differentproselyricscash @thetryvlogs

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Tom watched in horror as your body stood above him, your eyes still pitch black, an evil grin still on your face. Tom was speechless as whatever was in your body contorted it in ways he had never seen before.

“Where’s Y/N? I-Is she alright?” Tom finally found the courage to speak, though it came out weaker than he intended. The demon chuckled, making Tom even more scared. “She won’t be fine for long. We got plans for her and it doesn’t involve anything good for her.” It grinned. Tom stood up, creeping backwards as your possessed body moved toward him, chuckling eerily and reaching out for him. Tom’s back hit a wall and he braced himself for the impending violence he didn’t doubt would occur. However, that never happened as your body went limp and fell, Tom catching you before you could hit the floor.

“Tom?” You asked, your entire body and voice weak. “Yeah, love, I’m here. You okay?” He replied, brushing your hair out of your face. “‘M fine. Why? Where are we?” You questioned, noticing your different environment. “I dunno, but we need food and water. Let’s make our way back to the kitchen.” He said, an arm going around your waist to steady you. “Did anything happen while I was sleeping? Why was I standing up when I woke up?” You asked, your memories a blur. Tom hesitated, how do you tell someone “oh yeah while you were sleeping something took over your body and basically said you’d end up dead?” So instead, he responded and lied “No. I was stood up too when I woke up.”

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