Tom Holland is soft, but you know what’s softer?
Tom Holland, as Peter Parker.
What’s even softer than that Peter Parker?
Tom Holland holding a puppy.
Therefor! we need to see, Tom Holland, playing Peter Parker, holding a puppy.
It will be the ultimate softness and none of us will survive, but oh, it’ll be worth it. (The only way this scenario could be even softer is if he’s wearing a sweater too)
And to everyone saying how he never got to celebrate his 17th birthday, you are very wrong,
You see, Peter mentioned being bummed he would miss his small cake and movie marathon with May & Ned this year for his birthday, it was their tradition.
So all the heroes in the soul stone with him (because he’s the sweetest sugarplum who excitedly talked to all of them) sung happy birthday to him, a few trying to devise a present.
(Quill still had some candy in his pocket he reluctantly gave, Bucky & Sam told him Cap stories, Wanda made a magic lightshow,) And Peter, though lost, and far from home, was still so happy and loved he cried
Peter Parker has big soft energy
Tom Holland is an international treasure and no one can convince me otherwise
Harrison is 86% of Tom’s impulse control
Do you think Harrison knows how popular he is, he’s got his own fandom, he has fics written about him.
Since he’s on here I bet he’s read all the fics about him, thinks they’re hilarious, probably flaunts them to Tom, read them out loud to Tom
I bet he’s read Tom Holland reader inserts to Tom, while mimicking Tom’s voice and being all exaggerated about it
Ok so, Peter was a smol nerd, sweater vests, glasses (even though we didn’t get to see them dammit), extremely smart, the stereotypic smart nerd.
What if Peter has asthma too, that also fits the ‘nerd’. But, every single spider ever has asthma, that’s why they can’t keep running.
So after Peter gets bit, he’s now a muscled up super Peter, his eyesight perfect, he can stop a truck barehanded he feels invincible! Nothing can stop him now.
Then he’s running late to class, all well, and he runs out of breath, air constricting and has to pull the almost forgotten inhaler out of his backpack just in time through fumbling panic.
Everything else about him is Super Built, and he still, somehow, he has asthma.
Peter is so close to just swearing. Peter is so done right now.
Just think of him being angered and all awkward hand waving cause he still has asthma.
SHIRTLESS TOM HOLLAND ON THE BIG SCREEN
Peter sitting on your messy bed, comfortably waiting for you to come back in your room and feeling a different fabric beneath his fingers, lifting it up he sees he is now holding one of your bras you tossed and panics, trying to toss it away and not be a pervert, but then his hand sticks to it (like in tasm) and starts freaking out even more,
you reenter your room to see Peter frantically trying to pull your nicest bra off his hand, then getting the other spidey-stuck to it and falling off the bed. You can’t help but shake your head at your beloved mess of a boyfriend.
(I try to do gender neutral stuff but I thought this was funny, if you don’t wear bras could be a pair of your underwear~)
“‘Nothing without the suit’?” you look at Peter incredulously. He couldn’t really believe that, right?
Peter sat on your bed while he recounted you about the days’ events, from his battle and trying to hold the ship together, to his word for word conversation with Tony Stark.
Not once did he lift his head, opting to stare at the floor dejectedly instead.
“Peter…” you walk in front of him, resting your hands on his shoulders and rubbing your thumbs softly against his shirt “That’s not true Peter, that’s not even close.”
Peter slowly looks up, tears in his eyes, with a look of sadness so pained it almost makes you cry. “How is it not true (Y/n)? I’m nothing without the suit. I’m just Peter. Not a hero, I’m nobody and nothing.” he looks back at the floor trying to choke back a sob,
It hurt you so much to see Peter like this, without his usual happy smile and not cracking any science jokes or Star Wars quotes.
Peter has been trying his best, with everything, schools and hero-ing. Doing his best and trying so hard to save everyone. He always does.
And this, more than anything else really hurt him. Especially losing the suit and because of how much he always looked up to ‘Mr. Stark’
Ironman or eggshells you didn’t care, you just want to kick his teeth out for hurting Peter.
You gently cup Peter’s cheek and make him look up at you, your voice stern and looking him in the eye "Peter, you are not ‘nothing without the suit’. The suit is nothing without you.“
Peter’s brows furrow in confusion but you continue before he can speak.
You brush away the tear gliding down his cheek "Peter, it’s a suit. Nothing more.” at this, he opens his mouth to protest. You put a finger to his lips silencing him though.
“Sure Peter, the Stark suit is a lot fancier and more high tech than the old sewn up hoodies we mashed together, but that doesn’t make it more than a suit.” Peter huffs and slumps his shoulders, turning his head to stare at the wall instead of looking at you, he feels too ashamed of himself.
You know he doesn’t believe you, and that he loves and fanboyed about that suit like it was the greatest thing on earth. But he needs to hear it.
“You were Spider-Man before you had the suit, you were a hero protecting Queens then, and you still are now.”
Peter finally gives in, looking at you with red eyes and the tiniest of smiles. He carefully wraps his arms around your waist, his head going to rest on your chest “You always know how to cheer me up (Y/n).” he breathes out quietly
You hug him closer, making him automatically nuzzle himself into your embrace and smile. “You’re still a Spider-Man Petey. Still a true hero.”
He sighs gently, feeling much better now. “You really think so?” he asks, already half asleep while you gently run your fingers through his hair.
“Of course you are little Spidey. Just not quite as fashionable.” you grin hearing his little snort at your attempted joke.
you pull back enough to lean down and kiss his forehead “You’re a hero Peter, my hero. And don’t you forget it.”
You tap his nose pulling him back against you.
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