tom holland oneshots

you made it big T.H.

tom holland x actress!reader; fluffy, implications of smut

"Why're you so nervous, babe?" Zendaya was walking by your side, her dress elegant with a sleek slit for her right leg. She was stunning, per usual, and you wish you didn't feel so anxious about the entire ordeal. "The tough part is over!"

"I know!" You defend yourself from practically nothing. She's right; the public part is over. All that's left is the after party, the fun part where celebrities get to let loose out of the eye of the public.

"Look," She turns to you just as you approach the entrance. "You look amazing. We did good tonight; if anything, they should be nervous for us." You giggled at her words before nodding. Shaking your shoulders out and exhaling before making your way up the steps. The security guard checks your identification and ticks your name off the list on his clipboard before opening the door for the two of you.

You're met with a gush of warm air, the outside atmosphere having been cold and bitter, a stark contrast to the party. Zendaya smiles as somebody waves to her from afar. You glance around at the people, all of whom are in groups or sitting in tables clinking glasses and chatting away, mingling like the social butterflies they were taught to be.

Zendaya immediately leads the two of you in one direction. You walk carefully in your expensive shoes, taking her hand as you maneuver around a particularly crowded table. The two of you pass the bar on the way, asking for martinis and bringing them to wherever you were headed.

"There's someone I want you to meet."

Your eyes go wide, but her back is already turned before she gets the chance to see. You take a sip from your beverage as you continue following her. You had a feeling she wanted to introduce you to a lot of people tonight, having just won an Oscar despite being in independent films up until this point.

When you finally arrive at a table, you realize she's brought you to the Spider-man table. You wonder if you'll meet the Euphoria cast later, and your palms grow sweatier.

"Hey, guys!" She smiles, setting her drink down to hug the many cast members who showed up. "This is Y/N."

"Of course we know who you are!" Jacob cheers. "You just won a fucking Oscar! Congrats girl!" He smiles and you grow hot, flustered and fluxed. He gives you a hug and you feel a little more at ease.

When you turn your head, a brunette is looking at you, tux fitted snugly on his buff body. Zendaya follows your line of sight before smirking. "Y/N this is Tom Holland. Tom this is Y/n L/N."

He stands up, offering a handshake. You accept, and he pulls out a chair beside him for you. You smile, thanking him quietly as you sip your martini, sitting in between Tom and Zendaya. That's a fucking picture.

The conversation goes on; you add as much as you can, having the least experience out of all of them. When somebody eventually directs all the attention on you, you grow hot but still feel a comforting inclusiveness from the bunch.

"I reckon you've been growing quite popular."

"Yeah," You moved your hair as you nod in agreement at Jacob's statement. You can see Zendaya grinning from the corner of your eye.

"Do you have any upcoming projects?"

"I bet she's got a whole lot of them lined up, Jacob," Tom shoots out with a smirk. You chuckle at them.

"Something like that."

"Yeah?" You hum. "Better invite me on one 'f these." He sits back in his chair, legs spread slightly as he sips cooly from a glass of scotch.

"Guess I should," You play back, smirking.

"You're gonna need some way to call me, y'know," He takes another sip. You hum.

"Got any ideas?"

He mirrors your smirk and you nearly melt.

"I dunno..." You trail off expectancy. Zendaya holds in her laughter.

"You could fuck in the bathroom and then exchange numbers," She suggests. You nearly choke on your martini. Tom laughs at her bluntness before raising an eyebrow at you.

"You're taking me up on that suggestion?" You can still feel his gaze on you, his smirk never faltering.

"Only if you're up for it, love."

"Puh-lease," You pull at your bottom lip. "You're not the only movie star around here anymore."

You stand up, pulling your dress up to show off some leg. He grabs your hand, and Zendaya can only smirk from her spot.

You made it big.

do u get my pun? bye