tom holland + peter parker

my favorite things T.H.

requests:

can you do an ag!singer x marvel cast(and maybe x tom holland) and have them react to her performance at the grammys(2020)?

Ariana grande! reader performs in front of mcu cast & they're shocked & tom is like "that's my girl"

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Through all your planning and time in the studio with your string conductor, you forgot to tell Tom about how many people he could invite. Granted, you'd talked to your manager, and Tom bringing the marvel cast would make for good publicity, and after some debating with the Recording Academy, they'd decided it was probably time to find another approach in attracting viewers. If that meant bringing in a group of superheroes, then so be it.

You're well aware your dress is probably the biggest piece of clothing in the entire building, but as you're seated beside Tom in an adorably sexy tuxedo, you don't find it in you to care. You're performing next, so while commercial break still airs, you kiss Tom's cheek and head backstage with your manager.

Getting dressed is a lot easier when you only need lingerie and a dress that slips easily. You're wary of the earrings, however. They're an emerald green set from Lorraine Schwartz's collection.

Before you know it, you're heading on stage, standing on a platform in front of the several violinists you'd worked with in preparation for the night. It's dark, as the lights aren't shined on you purposely, but there's a curtain blocking you from the crowd so nobody sees what's being set up. You wave to the musicians just as a backup dancer hands you your pink microphone.

"You'll be on in five. Good luck," The stage director tells you, pencil behind his ear, clipboard in his hand, and a microphone attached to his mouth, earpiece listening in on directions from the main headquarters. You smile him off and wait until the curtains are drawn and your name is announced.

"Performing live, here's Y/N L/N."

The first beat of Imagine rings through the air, and your voice follows it soothingly. You know Tom is going to have a fit about this, and so are your fans; rarely have you ever performed Imagine. You can almost hear Tom gasp at this, and you will yourself not to laugh.

But after the chorus, the music dies down, and you can sense people are wondering where you're going with this. But alas, you start singing My Favorite Things, and suddenly you're giddy with excitement. You know Tom knows where this is leading up to, and you can just imagine him elbowing one of his co-stars in excitement.

As you finish up the intro, the music quiets and you're adjusting and changing your outfit as smoothly and quickly as possible. Your backup dancers help you, and now you're running across the stage to sit in a pink bed, giggling.

Tom's wide eyed, and Robert laughs with a smirk at his open mouth.

"You'll catch a fly."

Tom is quick to shut his mouth, blushing profusely at being caught ogling you, by his mentor of all people.

"Leave the kid alone," Scarlett eyes the boys. "His girlfriend is wearing lingerie."

Tom laughs, but it's seemingly cut short when your voice sings the first line of 7 rings. He's watching you sing to the camera, dance with other people who are also wearing lingerie, and suddenly he realizes you planned this entire thing.

He can see most of the cast is wide eyed as you start moving your hips, no longer dancing but full on singing. He can't help but comment on this, feeling prouder than ever to be yours.

"That's my girl," He grins, gesturing to the stage. Anthony rolls his eyes but nonetheless, is still impressed. "You see that?" He points at you, nudging Zendaya with his elbow. She rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.

You've just finished the second verse now, and you're dancing with a large group of dancers in more lingerie. Before Tom even knows it, you're wrapping the bridge, throwing money out into the camera and a bit of the audience. Your voice is loud and thrilling, and it sends shivers up Tom's spine. As you finish up this song, thank u next starts off slowly, and one by one your backup dancers are exiting the stage. All at once, you throw in an extraordinary high note, and Tom's is cheering you on as if you're the only person in the world.

You smile while singing, skipping around the stage until the music calms down and the violinists take over. You make your way onto the bed, opening what Tom sees to be an engagement ring box. You remove the ring from your ring finger before collapsing onto the mattress, sitting elegantly as the final notes of your song ring out.

Tom's first to cheer when the music stops, first to clap and first to stand up. You smile, sending him a kiss with your hand, waving as you grin to yourself. You shake your head in disbelief, and yet, it's all too believable.

You can tell thank u, next has surely shocked Robert and Chris Evans. They're wide eyed, mouths opened. It's quite hard for people to understand that your high notes are entirely real, entirely authentic, and not purely fictional. It's surreal, sure, to be on the listening end of someone like you.

But it's even more surreal on your end, where your voice is yet another reason to be entirely in awe of you. Tom tells you it all the time, and as he's whispering about you to the rest of the cast, you can't help but smile a little harder.

When you finally make it backstage in just your lingerie and pink fluffy robe that accompanied your outfit, you spot Tom in his luxurious tuxedo, and suddenly you're running into his arms, away from any manager or stage direction. Tom engulfs you, hugging you tightly, rough fingers gripping you softly.

He's whispering things into your ear, praising you and complimenting you. You realize a few of his castmates have followed him backstage to give their praise, and though you want to, you can't find it in you to be much bothered by all the compliments tonight.