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PLEASE CLICK ON THE IMAGES im dumb and still dont know how photoset dimensions work here godddghfj

OK anyway i guess this is a disjointed spiderman homecoming au-ish thing purely because i loved how zendayas character was reading that book and i thought it would be hilarious to see keith reading it too considering how much he loves bonding

also i just love the idea of spiderman lance

Little Spiderman: Homecoming things <3
  • Hawkeye covered by Toomes’s thumb
  • 8 Years Later aka 2020
  • Happy’s unmatched socks
  • Ned’s bug shirts
  • The changing Decathlon posters (October 13-17/September 14)
  • Bruce Banner’s photo on the wall of scientists
  • The chubby girl highlighting on the floor during decathlon rehearsal is not seen again
  • Merv the cat
  • The face plant in the first montage as Spiderman
  • Peter has Avengers action figures on a shelf in his room
  • “Pretty sure this guy is a war criminal now…”
  • Why was Liz in the same class as all the sophomores????
  • “I’m just gonna be myself.” “Dude no one wants that.”
  • The Sub-Ultron arm
  • PETER’S INCREASINGLY CRACKED PHONE
  • “Ow my butt.”
  • TONY TAKING A SIP OF THE ALCOHOL BEING LIKE NAH AND THEN HIDING IT AEROUFJWARF
  • But why does Tony need wifi?
  • The decathlon poster appears in Peter’s room when it wasn’t there before (and this is after he quit the team)
  • Peter’s room being inexplicably different now than it was in Civil War
  • “You jumped off the sign and landed on your face.”
  • Karen??? Spongebob reference???? Like… dude.
  • The Ultron head
  • “Told you we didn’t need Parker” “Flash you didn’t answer a single question”
  • The nod towards Peter/Mary-Jane’s kiss in the very first Spiderman (2002)
  • Flash screaming down the elevator shaft “Are you really friends with Peter Parker?”
  • The Spiderman graphic on the school news thing. Written in Comic Sans.
  • Basically the whole school news station.
  • Tony why did you make Enhanced Interrogation Mode?
  • “Trying to break the circle of shame” oh Tony
  • The nod towards Spiderman 2 (2004), holding the ferry together visually resembles Peter trying to stop the train.
  • “Yeah Spiderman/Iron Man” guy :’)
  • “If you even cared you’d actually be here.” Tony steps out of suit with his bitch plz face and is not having any of his shit. Also, like, fuck Tony haters? I feel like this scene was directed at their idiocy.
  • “The adult is talking” FUCKING DAD TONY
  • Peter trying not to cry when he’s telling May he lost the internship. Actually looks like he’s trying not to cry, not Trying Not To Cry Acting™
  • Peter’s face when he smells the cologne
  • Shoving the corsage at Liz when he’s panicking
  • Also, can the picture her mom takes before the dance PLEASE be released?
  • WE FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGE RECOGNIZING VOICES IN SUPERHERO FILMS!! FINALLY?
  • Why did he say the Stark internship got “boring?” Of every word in the world, Peter. 
  • “So cute” “Aw”
  • He should have said that he didn’t go up the Washington Monument because he’s scared of heights.
  • The nod towards The Amazing Spiderman (2012) with Flash talking about branzino
  • “I’m…. loooking at… porn.”
  • When Peter cries because he’s scared. Like, yes, good. Sadness isn’t the only reason people cry. 
  • The panicked breathing. Like, it was all so good
  • Tony, do you have that box of reactors because Steve destroyed yours and you don’t want to be without?
  • Peter referring to Liz as his girlfriend after asking her to a dance and then ditching her
  • Peter’s broken hand making it so he can’t hit the webshooters at first
  • When Peter says he can’t imagine what Liz is going through, even though his father figure (Uncle Ben) recently died
  • Michelle/MJ lowkey figured it out but won’t say anything
  • “Thought you didn’t have any friends. “I… didn’t.” *crying*
  • DUM-E WENT DOWN ON THE PLANE WHAT?
  • Tony “Did I Dad Okay I Think I Dadded Okay” Stark
i have too many feelings about michelle jones so here have headcanons and peter x michelle

this was obnoxiously long because i have no control so lots of stuff is under the cut and it became very fic-like at the end there, whoops. 

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  • so michelle moved with her family to new york when she started high school
  • and mj was actually pretty sad to leave her friends back in chicago because it had taken a long time to make those friends and she always feels awkward around new people
  • so she isn’t very happy about The Move
  • she comes from a loving family
  • like, she gets kissed every night before she goes to bed, her parents read her bedtime stories until she was ten, she used to wear matching outfits with her mother, family movie nights were every friday
  • her parents were really good to her for the most part and just loved and supported her
  • they’re also pretty smart and since mj has pretty much always been inspired by them so intelligence and the acquisition of knowledge is really important to her
  • hence reading and academic decathlon, but she’s also into math and science too because she’s very driven and doesn’t have that many friends in new york so what else is she gonna do?
  • and her parents are an interracial couple and they’ve encountered a lot of hate and mj was always so sad when she walked out with her mother and people would give them weird looks
  • so she’s tried to end hate whenever she can and fights to give a voice to those who are silenced
  • but now cue mj going to high school in new york
  • she joins academic decathlon ofc because who do you think she is she lives for this shit
  • and then! there is this little shithead on the team PETER PARKER
  • like who the fuck does this kid think he is
  • answering all these questions, acting like he’s sooo smart just because he happens to know a lot of facts and is really good at physics and speaks spanish really well and also happens to be really dorky and adorable and okay maybe he’s kind of attractive too and maybe mj starts throwing herself more into academic decathlon and possible CONSIDERS joining band but that’s ONLY BECAUSE PETER IS A SHITHEAD AND SHE NEEDS TO SHOW HIM HE ISN’T THE ONLY TALENTED ONE OKAY
  • anyway

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My favorite thing about Homecoming is its characterization of Peter Parker.

For obvious reasons, Homecoming’s predecessors focus upon the spider bite and how it affects Peter’s life. Homecoming tells the story of a 15 year old with superpowers who thinks he’s ready for the big leagues after fighting with (and against) the Avengers. 

It tells the story of a 15 year old who wrestles with his sense of identity. In previous films, Peter’s dual identity as Spider-Man has centered around this need to protect others, especially Aunt May, MJ, and Gwen. But in Homecoming he’s presented as a super-powered teenager with a thirst to prove himself, who believes he can be something better. He fixates so heavily on being Spider-Man that he nearly loses himself to it, even going so far as to believe that he is “nothing without the suit.” 

The movie centers around Peter figuring out that the suit doesn’t make Spider-Man. He makes Spider-Man. He is Spider-Man, with or without the suit. 

That’s what I liked most about the film. They took a teenager with superpowers and focused on something many kids, teens, and adults struggle with: one’s identity.

Day Two | Part 2

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,533

A/N: ANOTHER ONE! Thank you all for the feedback on Day One! I can’t believe how many of you guys are excited for this series. Anyways, enjoy, and don’t kill me. Part 1 can be found here.


When you got home yesterday, a nap turned into a full night’s sleep. When you woke up, you had about a dozen text messages from Peter. You didn’t bother opening them, instead you got up and went to shower. You looked at yourself in the mirror and had puffy eyes. You could only hope they would be gone by the time you got to school because you didn’t want anyone asking what was wrong. As soon as you thought of it, you remembered that you had to help Peter today. You were scared for him that he would be rejected, but who would reject a sweet person like Peter?

You sighed and started your shower, and your mind was running through every scenario that could possibly happen today. You had to think of what would happen if Liz said yes or if Liz said no, and ways to congratulate or comfort Peter. You just knew today wasn’t going to be easy at all. When you got out of the shower, you walked to your closet and pulled out denim jeans and a floral Hawaiian shirt, it was a simple outfit, but it got the job done for today’s theme. You didn’t bother with your appearance today, you just combed your hair and went to the kitchen where you grabbed a granola bar and a banana, and that was your breakfast. You hoped as you walked down the stairs that you wouldn’t run into Peter. It was too early to deal with him right now.

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Tom’s Little Sister | Harrison Osterfield

Summary: The reader is Tom Holland little sister and develops a crush on his best mate, Harrison Osterfield. Harrison brings reader to the Spiderman: Homecoming premiere and things start to develop…

Warning: Language?

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x reader

Type: Oneshot (extended scene here)

Requested by: @neewtmas

MASTERLIST


Originally posted by tomandharrisongifs

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A/N: If there was a way to describe how Peter Parker looked while he was talking to the reader, it would definitely be the gif of Matt Smith in Doctor Who. There is absolutely no doubt about that in my mind. The only thing from Homecoming is the videos from the beginning and the compound moving.

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The next week was seemingly never ending, from your perspective. You were alone in the Avengers Tower, except for the occasional government worker strolling around. That left you with your worries for the team and, more importantly, Tony’s and Peter’s well being. You couldn’t believe that Tony would bring a kid to fight against highly trained Avengers. You could only imagine Aunt May’s sorrow if her last remaining family member was killed doing something that she couldn’t have possibly known about.

Ned noticed your change of attitude during school as you tried to maintain your grades with the newfound stress your father had accidentally placed on you. At first, he teased you that you weren’t the same because Peter wasn’t there, but stopped when you didn’t laugh or brush it off in any way. “Y/N, I was just joking,” Ned said carefully, “Is everything okay?”

You tried to smile. “Yeah, I just haven’t been sleeping well,” you mentioned before lying, “My father has a work thing for the week and it’s just hard to fall asleep by myself.”

Nodding, Ned offered, “How about we have a movie night then? Maybe killing your eyes will make you too tired to even think about being awake.” You laughed a bit at the mention. The suggestion was entirely platonic since Ned knew how you felt about Peter. He was trying to see what Peter thought of you, but found it harder to read his best friend’s emotions as easily as he once was able to.

“That sounds like fun,” you answered sincerely. It was Friday, so you didn’t have to worry about school work just yet and longed to spend some time with one of your friends. “Since Peter isn’t here, we can actually watch something besides The Empire Strikes Back!” The boy was obsessed with the second Star Wars

“Maybe we can finally move onto Return of the Jedi,” Ned joined in on the joke. “I’ll text you a time and you’ll text me where you live?” You nodded, deciding that you’d rather have company than keep your secret. Besides, you could trust Ned. He was one of your closest friends.

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Praying

Requested By: @jasssra

Hey, your writing is amazing! I was wondering if you can write a Peter Parker imagine where he is dating Starks daughter and they’ve been together for a while but he then cheats on her with Michele and it breaks her heart. Thanks! :)

Like usual, I have a song to go with the imagine, so if you’d like to listen click here

Also the song influenced the title of the imagine.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Description: You and Peter met when he was introduced into the Avengers, you both started hanging out a lot and then you started dating. Tony didn’t like the idea of you dating him, but eventually approved, but said there would be consequences if he broke your heart. Something he never thought he’d have to do.

Warnings: It’s just really sad and emotional

Word Count: 2,919

A/N: Okay I’m not gonna lie but my hands were full on shaking the entire time I was writing this because I got so into it?? I was getting super emotional and angry while writing and listening to Ke$ha’s new song Praying. Also, can we just talk about her new song though? There is so much emotion and power in it and I genuinely love it so much. This might be why I put so much emotion into this or because I’ve kinda gone through a relationship like this so I know how it feels in a way?? I dunno, read at your own risk because you will be hit with strong feels.

“Everyone, I would like to introduce a new member to the team, this is Peter Parker, aka the Spider-Man.” Tony smiled proudly, patting Peter on the back who looked nervous as hell.

“H-Hey everyone.” He waved awkwardly, making everyone chuckle at his hesitance.

“Well don’t just stand here, go mingle.” Tony motioned for him to go start up conversations with Steve and Natasha, while he went to talk to Wanda and Clint.

“So how old are you kid?” Steve smiled, observing his features, he looked kind of young to be on the team.

“I- uh- I’m fifteen.” Peter stammered, shifting his weight on his legs awkwardly, he hated that he couldn’t talk normally.

“Stark says you’re the Spider-Man?” Natasha smiled, looking at Peter who nodded slightly.

“Y-Yeah I am.” He gave a slight smile, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously.

“Hey, it will be okay, I know everything is new at first and a bit frightening especially for how young you are, but trust me, you’re going to fit in nicely.” Steve smiled, patting Peter on the shoulder, before disappearing into another room with Natasha.

Peter stood there awkwardly, he didn’t know where to go, or where he was even allowed to go.

He decided to go look for Tony, but bumped into someone right as he turned around.

“Ah, -Shit I’m so sorry I-” Peter stammered, his eyes widening seeing you standing in front of him.

“It’s cool, I always run into people somehow.” You laughed, shrugging your shoulders before moving around him.

Peter stared at you, his expression showing clear confusion written all over it.

You opened the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water, feeling his eyes burning holes into your back.

“Is there a reason you’re staring at me newbie?” You spoke opening the bottle without even looking at him.

“I uh- I mean- How did you- Uhm..” Peter stuttered, mentally face palming himself for being an idiot.

“I’m just messing with you.” You laughed, turning around to see his face flushed with embarrassment.

“Y-Yeah, right.” Peter nodded, trying to act unphased, but you and him both knew he couldn’t hide anything.

“What’s your name?” You asked, propping yourself up on the counter, swinging your legs back n’ forth.

“P-Parker Peter, -I mean, P-Peter Parker. Peter Parker.” He stuttered, making you laugh quietly, before he clearly managed to say his name.

He gave you a nervous smile, which you returned with a smile back.

You jumped off the counter, walking up to him.

“Y/N, Y/N Stark.” You grinned, patting his cheek before walking out of the kitchen, leaving a wide-eyed Peter.

Weeks after being introduced to the Avengers, Peter started fitting in really well, you even started hanging out with him more, doing homework together or just sitting outside, watching the sky change from day to night.

It was peaceful, something you craved to have, mainly since your life was far from normal.

“Y/N, do you ever wonder what’s out there?” Peter asked you one night, you two were sitting out on the balcony, staring up at the night sky, stars twinkling before you.

“I used to, but my dad blew it up.” You laughed, turning to look at Peter who’s eyes were wide with shock.

You laughed even more once you told him the entire story, of how your dad and the Avengers protected New York from Loki and his army of space aliens, and how he sent a nuke into outer space and blew up the alien ship.

Peter’s face was priceless after that, he told you how he got his powers, and how he could stop a bus with his own bare hands.

You two bonded a lot that night, you both kept growing closer and closer.

A few months had gone by and you were walking into your dads office, you were going to break the news you and Peter had started dating.

“Hey dad, you got a minute?” You smiled, peaking inside the room, seeing him smile and wave you in.

“Sure thing kiddo, what’s up?” Tony smiled, but it slowly faltered, seeing your anxious expression.

“I uh- I have to tell you something..” You twiddled with your hands nervously, feeling his intense stare on you.

“Peter and I.. We’re kind of dating now? But it’s okay dad, he’s really sweet and I know he wouldn’t hurt me.” You gave a small smile, seeing your dads face become serious.

“Y/N, he’s a teenaged boy, they’re unpredictable, I should know, I was one years ago.” Tony sighed, rubbing his face with his hands.

“I don’t like the fact you two are dating, but give me some time to get used to it okay?” He saw your eyes light up a bit, making him give you a small smile.

“Thanks dad.” You replied weakly, turning to leave, but he put his hand up in a stopping matter.

“But if he does break your heart, there will be consequences.” Tony spoke sternly, making you nod rapidly.

“I know, thank you.” You smiled, before leaving his office, leaving Tony to think over everything.

Weeks passed, soon months, then a year, and you and Peter couldn’t have been happier.

You two were what they called in school “couple goals” which made you laugh every time you heard someone say you and Peter were.

Everything was great, you felt like a normal person in high school, with high school friends.

You were walking to lunch with Liz, you had been helping her with homecoming decorations.

“So, can you come over later to go over a few things for homecoming?” Liz asked you, looping her arm within yours.

“Of course.” You replied, looking around the hallway before entering the cafeteria.

You were talking to Liz, before you noticed how she was staring at something else.

“Y/N, I think we should go do some homecoming prep work.” She tried to turn you around but you refused, but you wished you would have listened.

There sat Ned, Peter and Michelle, at your lunch table, but Peter and Michelle were holding hands, laughing over a stupid joke.

And then it happened, the thing that broke your heart.

They kissed.

Your mouth dropped open, you were stunned, how could the sweet innocent boy you met over a year ago do this to you?

Tears welled up in your eyes, but you refused to let them spill.

You felt your breathing start to become rapid, the amount of emotions rushing through you was too much to control.

You walked over to the table, acting as if you hadn’t seen anything, sitting down next to Ned.

“Hey Y/N.” Peter smiled, but you didn’t return the friendly gesture.

“Are you alright Y/N?” Michelle asked, seeing your stiff posture.

“I will be.” You replied angrily, grabbing Peter’s drink, before dumping it on his head.

He sat there baffled, before looking up at you and seeing your face flushed, eyes red.

“If you were going to cheat on me, the least you could have done was break up with me, I would of understood.” You choked out, before grabbing Ned’s drink and dumping it on Peter’s head again.

“I never want to speak to you again.” You glared at him, before backing away from the table.

“Y/N, wait! Please! I can explain!” Peter ran after you, catching your arm.

Don’t touch me!” You yelled, making people look over at you both.

“You betrayed me, how could you?” You shouted, his shoulders slumping, avoiding your eyes.

“You’re an asshole Peter Parker.” You bit your lip, trying to get it to stop quivering.

“Y/N, please..” Peter pleaded, looking up at you through his wet hair.

You shook your head, a few tears slipping down your cheeks.

“Never speak to me again, in fact, I never want to see you again Peter.” You backed away from him, Liz wrapping her arms around you before dragging you off.

She gave Peter a look over her shoulder, which crushed Peter even more, he really screwed up.

He turned around, but noticed everyone was looking at him in pure shock and anger.

“Nice going Penis Parker!” Flash shouted, which made everyone else agree with him.

This was the longest day of Peter’s life.

Back at the Avengers headquarters, you rushed into the building, slamming the door behind you.

“Whoa hey what’s wrong Y/N?” Steve stood up, glancing at Natasha who looked equally as concerned.

Tears were streaming down your cheeks, you slowly looked up at the two, their expressions changing from concern to anger.

“H-He cheated on me.” You spoke in a whisper, your voice wavering as you stood there, your heart crumbling even more.

“No he didn’t, there’s no way.” Natasha shook her head in disbelief, looking at Steve who looked pissed as hell.

Steve pulled you into a hug, you let out a few sobs, before going to your room.

You sat there on your bed, trying to figure out what you should do first, but a knock on your door pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Hey kiddo..” Tony walked in, his heart breaking at the sight of you.

“Hey dad.” You smiled weakly, wiping your cheeks from the tears.

Tony walked over to you, pulling you into a side hug, and before you knew it, you were breaking down, letting out every emotion you had been bottling up.

Tony hated this feeling, he hated seeing you so broken, and he was one to keep his word, there would be consequences.

You soon had found out Tony had taken Peter’s Spider-Man suit from him, he told Peter he had wanted him to be better, and that if he was nothing without the suit then he just shouldn’t have it.

A part of you was sad for him, but at the same time you didn’t have a single care in the world.

Oh sometimes I pray for you at night,

Someday, maybe you’ll see the light.

A few weeks had gone by since your breakup with Peter, you had gotten rid of about everything he had given you, except a box of his belongings that you needed to deliver.

You hadn’t seen him since that day in the cafeteria, so you knew it was going to be a bit awkward.

Tony had kicked him out of the Avengers building, so you had to travel to his apartment.

You knocked on his door, awkwardly waiting for someone to answer.

When Peter opened the door, seeing you was a shock, he wasn’t expecting that at all.

“Y/N.” He breathed out, making your eyes snap up to meet his.

“I have the rest of your stuff.” You handed him the box, then crossed your arms.

“Uh, um, thanks.” Peter mumbled, setting the box on the ground.

“Well, bye.” You glanced at him one more time before walking down the hallway, only to be stopped by him.

“Y/N, please let me explain.” Peter pleaded once again, making you stop and turn around.

“No let me.” You glared at him, making his eyes widen a bit.

You almost had me fooled, but after everything you’ve done, I can thank you for how strong I have become.” You ran your fingers through your hair, trying to choose your words carefully.

“Y/N, I never meant to hurt you.” Peter tried to intervene but you held your hand up.

You put me through hell, I had to learn how to fight for myself, and we both know all the truth I could tell, I’ll just say this is I wish you farewell.” You gave a small smile, before turning around and walking down the hallway.

There was no way you were going to give into his bullshit speech about how he messed up and wished he never did what he did.

Peter watched you walk away from him, his heart breaking into pieces.

But he wasn’t going to give up without a fight.

You were sitting at the table in the kitchen, listening to your music.

I hope you’re somewhere prayin’, prayin’,

I hope your soul is changin’, changin’,

I hope you find your peace,

Falling on your knees, prayin’.

You couldn’t help but hum along to the words, you felt connected to the song in so many ways.

Steve and Natasha were in the living room, hearing you sing along to the song, their hearts breaking a bit.

Peter had really hurt you, and it was their job also to protect you.

You were singing along to the song when someone walked up to you, you glanced up only to be met by Peter.

“Y/N, please just let me talk to you.” Peter begged, making you roll your eyes in annoyance.

Can’t he just leave you alone?

“What’s there to talk about? You cheated on me, the end.” You stated bluntly, making Peter cringe.

“Nothing really happened between Michelle and I, it was a dare.” Peter tried to explain, but you were already over it.

I’m proud of who I am, I don’t need you, I found strength I’ve never known.” You sighed, looking at Peter who was still stunned.

“Peter, you need to leave.” You motioned towards the door, he nodded slowly, knowing it was no use, he had really messed up the best thing in his life.

You.

Oh, some say, in life, you’re gonna get what you give,

But some things only God can forgive,

I hope you’re somewhere prayin’, prayin’,

I hope your soul is changin’, changin’,

I hope you find your peace,

Falling on your knees,

Prayin.’

missing you - tom holland imagine #4

Originally posted by spiderholland

about : Tom is away at SDCC while promoting Spider-Man Homecoming. Things start to go downhill as a Facetime call ensues and jealousy arises. 


Warnings : a teeny bit sad. drunk tom!


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The ID caller showed up on your phone and you grinned, flopping down onto the bed as you answered the call. Tom’s smiling face filled your screen and you giggled, greeting him with a simple ‘hello Thomas’.

“Y/N! It’s crazy here!” Tom shouted, “I’ve never seen anything like this before! There were thousands of people on the panel it was insane!”

“Are you having fun?” You asked, a small yet tired simper reaches your lips.

“Loads! Everyone’s amazing! Laura is here, Jacob is here, Tony is here, oh and Zendaya is here too!” He continued to ramble on about how everyone had secretly arrived to the convention but your heart sank at her name.

Tom was an extremely sweet person, and he was definitely good-looking. Your biggest fear from letting him leave to Atlanta was him finding someone new. What if he found someone else prettier, smarter and better than you? Maybe he was already tired of you.

And it didn’t help that Zendaya was a part of your worry. She was the kind of girl you’d always want to be. She was gorgeous and successful, not to mention extremely talented. You let your insecurity get the best of you sometimes and you would always feel a bit glum whenever you saw them together. However, Tom wasn’t aware that you felt that way.

“Isn’t Zendaya pretty?” you piped up randomly, playing with the hem of your sweatpants.

“Yes, she is. Why?” Tom sounded confused. He looked at something behind the camera and he laughed, slapping his chest.

“Oh, that’s amazing, Z,” he chuckled before looking back at you on the phone, “sorry babe, were you saying something?”

You were about to say something before he interrupted you, laughing again and talking to someone you could only assume was Zendaya. You could hear her laughter too and you flinched, feeling annoyed. Anger and jealousy was already bubbling inside of you. Rolling your eyes, you scoffed at how he was so oblivious to you on the phone as he dropped his phone to his side so all you could see was his pants.

This was the first time in days he had facetimed you, and you felt so put off by how he wasn’t even paying attention to you.

Pissed off, you pressed the end call button hardly, ending the facetime. You put your phone beside you and picked up your laptop, trying to calm yourself down.

It seemed like the world wanted to rub everything in your face when you clicked on a random song on your spotify. Everything I’m Not by The Veronicas came on and you gasped, throwing up your arms in anger.

“Oh, come on!” You yelled at no one in particular.

The song blasted on your speakers and you sighed, letting it play.

Your phone beeped once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Tom’s face popped up on the screen, indicating a call coming in from him.

You ignored it, letting the ringtone play amongst the loud tunes of The Veronicas.

It stopped for a few seconds before ringing again. This time you decided to decline the call.

A text came in. You peeked.

Tom x : babe, what’s up? u  just hung up?

10. 50 pm

Tom x : y/n? Im gonna call u again.

10. 52 pm

Tom x : why did u decline the call?

10. 58 pm

Tom x : did i do something wrong?

11. 05 pm

You snorted, picking up your phone and typing a quick reply.

Me : idk ask zendaya lmao

Me : im gonna sleep. Have fun at comic con.

Just as you were about to put away your phone, it vibrated.

Tom x : I think I know what’s going on. Are you jealous of Z?

11.08 pm

Tom x : I hope you know I love you, and that I will never eye another girl that’s not you. I understand how you feel, I get sad whenever I think of all the other boys that are with you everyday. So i dont blame you. But you can trust me love. I promise.

11.09 pm

Tom x : z and i are just friends, nothing more babe. Im way too in love with you. Also im sorry if ive been distant. I miss you so much and i havent been able to really talk to you. Ive been very busy with work and everything else i just idk i feel really guilty now.

11.11 pm

 

Tom x : call me back when u wanna talk. Im sorry, i love you. Xx

11.13 pm

You sighed, giving in. You could tell he was feeling really crappy about it as you watched a livestream of the convention. Marvel was holding a livestream for the interviews and you saw Tom pop up in the screen when you opened the website.

His eyes were downcast even though he had a small smile on his face. Tom was less energetic and gave the interviewer half-assed answers. He kept crossing and uncrossing his arms and he fidgeted a lot on his feet.

His iPhone was gripped tightly in his hand, and every few seconds he went to check it.

Probably for my reply, you thought.

When the interviewer ended, you saw him walk away from the camera. The interviewer was about to interview Lupita Nyong’o next when another text from Tom came in.

Tom x : love i really am sorry. maybe u went to sleep already. Im sorry. I love you. Goodnight. Xx

11.25 pm

“Meh screw it,” you mumbled, pressing the call icon on his contact name.

He picked it up immediately after the third ring.

“Hello?” he said quickly.

“It’s okay,” you sighed, slumping on the bed, “sorry, I just got jealous. I shouldn’t have hung up on you like that.

“It’s just..I miss you so much Tom. And we haven’t facetimed in so long and.. I don’t know I was pretty pissed off by how you weren’t paying attention to me.”

“I know, I know,” you could hear his guilt from across the line, “I’m really sorry. There’s just been a lot going on right now.”

You sighed, “okay, now go and have fun. We can talk more later. I’m not mad at you anymore so don’t worry.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive, I’ll be fine,” You lied through your teeth, even mustering a fake smile.

Tom hummed, before speaking again, “I’ll call you when you wake up. I love you so much, Y/N. Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight,” you mumbled back as you hit the ‘end call’.

Grabbing a pillow from the top of the bed, you clutched it tightly into your chest as sobs began to rack through your body. The tears didn’t stop flowing, even after half an hour.

You’d think he would notice that you really weren’t okay.

You missed him so much.

And it already felt like, to you, he was slowly drifting away.

-

The next morning was horrendous. You woke up to the feel of your soggy pillow and puffy eyes. Rubbing your face, you snuggled further into your duvet.

There was no way you were going out today. Your heart felt the heaviest it had felt in a long time and nothing seemed to motivate you to get out of bed.

You missed him too much.

Making calls to everyone, you apologised for not feeling well and rescheduled everything.

Nothing mattered more than the ache in your heart. If your mind wasn’t in the game, there would be no point in getting into the game in the first place.

You decided to check your notifications and was surprised by the amount of texts Tom had sent in.

Tom x : Good morning, babe. I hope you slept well. I’m out here in San Diego, in some bar. Missing you. 💛

7.30 am

Tom x : I hope you’re not angry anymore. It’s been bothering me the whole day. I’m still sorry.

7.45 am

Tom x : baEb i lpve you si much…….im sorry yoi think i luv zebdaya….i dont… i love you im sorry

8.30 am

Tom x : jacOb says in Drunk! Haha@ he keeps tellinf me that i should go homE

8.35 am

Tom x : i sAid wherE? LonDon? He saiD no You IdioT the Hotel

8.36 am

Tom x : i saiD it aInt HoME UNLESS y/n is wit me

8.38 am

Tom x : jeusu chrisy i lovw you

9.00 am

Tom x : i jusT PUKED  I WISH YORE HERE Y/N YOU MAKe me FEEL BETTER

9.28 am

Tom x : I MISS YOUUUY

9.35 am

You stared at the screen, taking it all in.

Tom got drunk last night.

Yet, all his words seemed so sincere. Just before you could exit the chat, a new message came in.

Instead, this was from Harrison.

Haz O : hey y/n, i think you probably read the drunk texts tom has been sending. just want to tell you. tom has been drinking a lot for the past 2 hours. he’s upset, y/n. after he puked on the sidewalk, he cried. he cried about how much he missed you and how he didn’t deserve you. that you lie when you say you’re okay. he said that it would be easier if you both broke up. you could find someone better. so, stop being mad at tom. there’s nothing going on between z and tom. If they did, i would’ve told you. he’s feeling so guilty for no reason.

You felt hot tears gathering at the side of your eyes. He was beating himself up because of your jealousy. Guilt took over you as you fumbled to type out a quick reply. A plan was already forming in your head and although it involved a lot of money, you knew it would help in fixing this problem.

It was probably too reckless and spontaneous, but you had enough of missing Tom and clearly, Tom was sick of missing you too.

You : I’m getting on the next flight to San Diego. Take care of Tom for me. x

Being "The Only" in High School

Growing up, I went to predominantly white schools. I was often the only one at my school who looked liked me. I went to parochial school for kindergarten through 8th grade during which I was the only black girl in my class until 6th grade. And when I entered high school, I was one of maybe 6 black girls total in my class (3 of whom were half white so 1 of 3 completely black girls). High school was a rough time because this was when things like homecomings, dating and proms became relevant.

This is when it began. This is when I realized I would forever feel in competition with non-black women. I didn’t see it coming, I thought high school was going to be an opportunity to meet people who didn’t just see my skin color. I thought high school was going to be a chance to reinvent myself and expand my mind and my circle of friends. Meet boys. Fall in love. Live out my very own Taylor Swift circa 2009 music video. BOY WAS I WRONG.

Not only was I completely ostracized from the other girls at my all girls school (lolz) but boys (at the all boys school school across the street) didn’t take a second look at me. In fact, I had a better love life in middle school (probably strictly for the fact that it was a smaller pool of girls to choose from) BUT REGARDLESS, high school was a lost cause. I didn’t get asked to freshman or sophomore homecoming, and I got asked to my junior prom by my gay best friend (shouts out to Big E tho). I was in a proverbial drought when it came to boys. My white friends? Not so much.

I stood on the sidelines and watched as they got asked to dances, asked out on dates. I listened and gave my poorly grounded advice when they told me their boy problems. All the while waiting for my turn. (Which did eventually come by the way, just not until after high school was over).

The question I’m posing is, are we as black women in a sort of competition with women of other races? In short, I’d say yes and no. Yes on our side, no on everyone else’s. Let me explain.

Black women have been painted in a negative light for centuries. We’re somehow simultaneously overly sexualized and seen as a way for men to live out their fantasies but yet, at the same time viewed as “too strong” and borderline masculine. We’re too loud, too ratchet, not gentle enough, not meek enough. THE LIST LITERALLY GOES ON AND ON. If we twerk, we’re ghetto and a stereotype, but if a white girl does it, it’s a turn on and impressive that she can keep the beat. How this works, I’m not entirely sure. I try to just chuckle at the different expectations but after a while it does get rather irritating.

We see it as a competition (potentially), because we notice that we’re not being noticed. And not even just not being noticed by white men. Not noticed by any men, ever. Not even black men. It sounds dramatic but it really does start to feel like that after a while. So to us, it feels like we have to do so much more to compete with women of other races. But then, it’s not a competition because we’re not really ever in the running. (Such was my experience in high school. If you had a different experience then I’m literally so happy for you real talk).

Here’s what I have to say to you if you’re currently going through what I went through in high school. You are so beautiful and so unique in so many ways that little boys don’t really know what to do about it. At this stage, they want what’s familiar, what’s safe, what isn’t going to attract attention. If I had known this in high school, I would’ve just sashè’d through the halls like Rihanna down the Victoria’s Secret fashion show runway. But I didn’t see how beautiful and unique I was at the time.

Let me just tell you, NOTHING is wrong with you. Yes you are strong, but you are also gentle. You are sweet, intelligent, kind and lovely. Your time is coming.

I’m seeing all these lists about all the great things in Homecoming, and there are a lot cause it’s great, but I haven’t seen anyone bring up the Iconic™ Spider-Man in the suburbs scene, and the blatant Ferris Bueller reference