Tom Holland Imagines

Beautiful Blues

Thank you so much @oohanlon08 for this request!!

y/n and Tom go on holiday with friends but y/n gets really self-conscious bout her body in a bikini and the whole week avoids swimming and wearing a bikini and Tom starts to realize and he has a whole speech bout how beautiful she is and how much he loves her

Pairing - Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings - Idk what to call these warnings, but you just not feeling pretty enough

Summary - READ THE REQUEST!! Keep in mind that y/n thinks she looks how she describes herself, but it's just her picking out all these little details and making them bigger than they actually are.

Also lovelies, before reading this, know you are so freakin' perfect. Like you are radiant, you are stunning, you are gorgeous. Don't listen to how society says a girl needs to look. These models, these magazines, these "pretty" girls they aren't perfect. You are perfect just how you are and you don't need to look like them. Rock your body, cause it's freakin' amazing. You are gorgeous and perfect, inside and out, no matter what people tell you. You think you have too much fat on you? BIG DEAL! You don't need to care! Flaunt it!! You are amazing in your own skin!! Do you want to change it? THEN DO IT!! You can achieve anything, my loves. Wear what you feel comfortable in, don't be pressured into society's clothing fashion, and trends. The girls in these magazines aren't even real. It's hours and hours of makeup, some of these girls are just completely photoshopped!! So please, know you are freakin' perfect just the way you are. Everything about you is amazing, and don't think otherwise.

I made a girl empowerment playlist on Spotify, the link below!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4tgKbIPPNWTo1uydU08Wfk

I love you all so much, and you are PERFECT!

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You heave a sigh. You look in the mirror, the fat on your stomach all too visible in the bikini.

"This fit yesterday!!" you cry in anger, flopping back onto the bed.

And that was true. It did fit yesterday. And it still fit today. You just didn't see that yet.

"Darling? You okay?" you hear Tom ask, a small knock on your door. You squeal, not wanting him to see you like this. Your thighs were too big, your stomach looked weird. You wince as you pass by the mirror, grabbing one of Tom's sweatshirts from his open suitcase, and throwing it on.

"Yep!! Oh, you can come in!" you call, trying to play it off cool. You take a sundress of a hanger and pack it into your suitcase. The door opens, and Tom walks in.

"There's my beauty," he hums, going behind you to wrap arms around you. You smile a bit, as he plops on the bed.

"Ready for tomorrow?! White sand beaches, private pool, gorgeous waters, exotic drinks!" he sighs dreamily. You chuckle a bit, throwing in a pair of sandals. He leans back into the bed, hands behind his head, quirking his brows at you.

"Is something wrong love?" he asks. You look at him in mock confusion and shake your head.

"What? Of course not!!" you defend. Tom still looks at you in a weird way. You scoff with a roll of your eyes, climbing on the bed. You sit on his lap, his arms wrapping around you. You cup his face.