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[lovabletomholland]

Hiii, can you maybe write something where the reader lives with the guys and she's Tom's gf. And they prank her for April fools. But it kinda goes wrong and maybe she hits her head (nothing too dramatic though) and the boys are apologising and then just some fluff with Tom?? Thank youuu

A/N: Okay, so I hope this is what you wanted! I think so far this one was my favorite to write. It gets super fluffy at the end. If you sent in a request I am getting to it. I am doing them in order that they came in. Anyways, enjoy!

Prank Gone Wrong

You wrap a towel around you and open up the shower glass door. When you step out you can feel that the floor is super slippery and even though you tried very hard not to, you slip, falling backward and your head hits the glass door. “Ow,” you groan, rubbing your head.

A few seconds later the door opens and in walks Tom, a concern look in his eyes. He must have heard the commotion. “Darling, are you alright?” He asks squatting down next to you and he slips a little too. “Why in the hell is the floor so slick?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little bump, doesn’t hurt too bad,” you smile at him, “and I don’t know why the floor is so slick.” You actually do, but you don’t want to get Harrison and Tuwaine in trouble. The three of you have been having this prank war the past couple weeks.

Tom runs his finger on the floor and then brings it up to his nose and sniffs. “This is soap. They are so dead.” He shakes his head and carefully gets up to grab a towel. He starts to clean up the floor.

“Babe, it’s fine. Seriously, I’m totally okay.” He ignores that statement and when he is done he helps you up and looks at your head.

“I don’t see any blood, just feel a little bump.” He tells you and then kisses your head.

“See? Totally fine. No need to tell them.”

“I’m going to tell them. That was dangerous, you could have seriously got hurt.” He kisses your cheek and walks out. You start to follow him but then you remember you only have a towel wrapped around you. You dry off quickly and get dressed before running downstairs.

“- never meant for her to get hurt, Tom.” You hear the end of Harrison's sentence.

“Yeah, we didn’t think she’d hit her head. The prank war is over. We promise.” Tuwaine says, sadness in his voice. That’s when Harrison notices you.

He rushes over, “We are so sorry Y/N. Are you okay?” Harrison asks looking you over and then he checks your head.

You push him away with a wave, “Yes, I am fine. I told Tom it was no big deal. Don’t worry about it okay?”

“Are you sure you are okay?” Tuwaine asks, concern in his eyes as he walks over.

“Yes, it is just a bump. No big deal. Just leave it be,” you smile at both of them. They did not leave it be, they continued to apologize all day and wouldn’t let you get up to get your own drinks or anything. It was a little annoying.

Finally, you are away from them in bed, snuggled up to Tom. You look up at him and he pecks your lips a few times. “Are you sure you’re okay, love?”

“Yes, Tom totally okay.” You crawl over him and grin as you look down into his eyes. “I love it when you are all concerned but this has been an all-day thing. I have already told you. I. Am. Fine.” You kiss his nose, cheek, lips, and down his neck to his collarbone where you nibble on the skin making him let out a little moan before you start tickling his sides.

He laughs and fights your hands away before he flips the two of you over. He looks down at you and smirks holding your hands above your head, “Looks like the tables have turned.”

“Yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?” You ask with a grin.

“This,” he whispers and leans down capturing your lips with his as he kisses you deeply.

***

Later you feel groggy as Tom shakes you awake. “Babe, what is it?” You open your eyes and look at the clock. It is three o'clock in the morning! You roll over and face Tom.

“Tell me your name, date of birth, what year it is and where you are.” He requests sternly.

“What? Why?” Your eyes slowly start to close again.

“Just answer the questions, love. Please?” It’s the pleading in his voice that makes your eyes pop open and you answer his questions.

“Okay, good. Just wanted to make sure you didn’t have a concussion or anything.” He wraps you up in his arms and pulls you close.

You want to be mad at him for waking you up, but he is just so precious, it makes it impossible. “I love you, Tom,” you whisper against his skin as you snuggle into his side.

“I love you too, Y/N.” He replies. His hand rubbing up and down your bare back, leaving goosebumps.  

[lovabletomholland]

I saw Luke Hemmings get his makeup done by his girlfriend and I was wondering if you could write something where the reader does tom’s makeup just for fun while they’re like on a livestream answering questions and being all cute

A/N: So this was fun to write and I hope it is what you wanted anon! I am slowly getting through the requests I have. I will try to post one each day. So if you sent in one, it is coming. Enjoy!

Livestream Fun

You slowly work on putting foundation on Tom's face as he reads another question, "What was the last movie you two watched?" He reads out loud and then looks at you. "Love, what was it? I honestly can't remember."

"We watched Onward and I cried through the whole damn movie." You answer focusing on his face as you put the make-up on him. You just had to do this when a fan suggested it. Luckily, Tom agreed.

"Oh yeah," he smiles at you, "sorry darling."

"It's okay. Oh eyeliner time." You grin at him and he groans. You try to put it on him sitting next to him but that doesn't work. You will have to sit in his lap. "I'm gonna have to sit in your lap. So I am going to turn the chair so the back is facing the camera and I will read the questions while I do this part." Tom won't be able to read questions while you do this anyways.

"Okay," he turns his chair around and you straddle his lap, his hands going to your hips since it can't be seen. All that is shown is the back of his chair and your face.

"Babe, you gotta keep your eye open while I do this part," you giggle as his eye closes again as you go to put the eyeliner on.

"I can't help it, it's a reflex." He tells you.

"Don't you trust me?" You ask him with a pout.

"Of course I do. My eye just doesn't." He answers which makes you giggle as you look at the questions coming in. You look for one you like. When you see it you smile and start working on Tom's eyeliner, "Someone asked how we met."

Tom smiles at the memory as well, "We met at a grocery store. She was trying to get something off the top shelf. She couldn't reach so I walked up to help."

"Not that he was much help, since he isn’t all that tall either. He had to step on the bottom shelf to reach what I was trying to get and he made a bunch topple over," you giggle as Tom glares at you.

"It was fine, I still got it and I am taller than you."

"Only by like four inches," you continue to giggle. He pokes you in the side making you jump with a squeal. "Don't do that. I could accidentally poke your eye out," you say sternly.

"Sorry,” he looks sheepish for a second but then you see a mischievous glint in his eyes, “you know when all this is over you're going to have to take all this off me," he tells you with a smirk and you do not miss the double meaning behind that statement.

"I know," you wink as his hands move over your hips. You finish the eyeliner and peck his lips before putting chapstick on him. You wasn't planning on going overboard with it. "You look hot in eyeliner." You tell him as you get off his lap and he turns around to show the camera and look himself.

"Not bad," he smirks and you watch as the chat goes wild. He looks at you and kisses your cheek, "Love you."

"Love you too." 

500 Celebration

[lovabletomholland]

Can you write something about the reader stroking peter’s hair and sharing soft smiles? As well as embrace each other in the end!! 🥺😭🥴

A/N: Last one for today. I hope this is what you were looking for. I had a blast writing it and it may have got a little longer than expected. Special thanks to @averyfosterthoughts for reading over the last three blurbs for me, and for dealing with me all day. lol. Hope you all enjoy!

Pats for Peter

Peter's head is laying in your lap as your fingers comb through his messy curls. You are not sure what made him lay his head in your lap but you are grateful. You've been crushing on him for a year now. You have known him almost your whole life. He became your neighbor when he started living with his Aunt and Uncle and you have been friends ever since. Last year your feeling started to change and you have been afraid to say anything. He has never looked at you the way he looked at Liz before she moved.

MJ is giving you a quizzical look right now but you don't know what to tell her, you also see the hurt in her eyes. She is trying to hide it and she probably is if you ask anybody else in the room but you've known her longer than you've known Peter and you can see it. You know she likes Peter too but you and Peter are just friends and you would never start dating him without asking her first. You try to let her know that with your eyes but you don't know if she sees it.

You suddenly feel Peter's back rumble as he laughs at a funny part in the movie. You are watching Spies in Disguise and it is pretty hilarious but you missed what happened. You look at the TV and try to pay attention to the movie but that is when you feel Peter start playing with your fingers on your left hand. You put your left arm over his stomach because you didn't know where else to put it while your right hand played with his hair. You could feel the hard muscles of his stomach, which is unexpected. Who knew Peter was so fit?

You suddenly feel eyes on you again so you look at MJ, but she is looking at the TV along with Beth and Ned. So you look down and see Peter's eyes looking up at you. He smiles and you feel your heart rate spike and gosh you feel like he can hear it thumping in your chest. You smile back and his smile widens before he puts his finger over his lips in a ‘be quite’ motion and then points at Ned. You look over at Ned, who is very much into the movie and then back at Peter who has a mischievous look in his eyes.

He very smoothly rolls off the couch without making a sound and makes his way over to Ned who is sitting in a beanbag chair a couple feet in front of the two of you on the floor. You watch as he grabs Ned's shoulder with a loud "Boo!" making Ned jump in surprise.

"Peter!" Ned complains as everyone laughs, "you just wait. I will get you back for that."

"You know that isn't possible," Peter chuckles as he walks back over to the couch. He sits down next to you for a second before laying back down. His head resting in your lap once again. After hesitating for a second you put your left arm back over his stomach and start combing your fingers through his curls again with your right hand.

He starts playing with your fingers again and every once in a while he smiles up at you and you smile back. When the movie is over Peter sits up and stretches with a yawn. "I nearly fell asleep." He tells you but you already knew, you saw his eyes start to close near the end of the movie as your fingers continued to comb through his hair.

"You know, Walter kind of reminds me of you." You can't help but tell Peter.

“Really, why? Because we're both awkward nerds?" He asks.

"No, because of how both of you are incredibly smart and nice. Also how Walter doesn't want to hurt anyone. I feel like you are like that." Then suddenly a thought hits you. "Oh! Like Spider-Man as well! He never hurts anyone. He just catches them and leaves them for the police to find. I feel like you would totally do that!" You grin at him.

You watch as Peter chuckles nervously and looks at Ned, "Yeah Peter wishes he could be as cool as Spider-Man! Or even Walter." Ned laughs, "Too bad you are just a loser," he tells Peter.

"Geez, thanks Ned." Peter says sarcastically.

"You're not a loser, Peter." You smile at him.

He smiles back, "Aww, thanks Y/N." He pulls you into a tight embrace and you hug him back, melting into his touch. Though you can't see his face you know he is sticking his tongue out at Ned which makes you laugh but you freeze as you feel a soft press of lips in your hair. Did Peter just kiss your head?

He pulls back but he looks completely normal. Clearly you were just imagining things. No way would Peter do that. You wish it really happened though…

[lovabletomholland]

since tom now has chickens... request where reader loves one of the chickens and tom wakes up one morning and she has the chicken in bed and he's like love you can't have a chicken in here and shes like ??? but i love her ????

A/N: So this is a super cute request, I just hope I did it justice and that it is what you wanted anon! Hope you all enjoy!

Love, That Chicken Can’t Be In Here

You slowly get up out of bed and tiptoe out of the room. When you come back you are not alone. You place Chestnut down on the bed and pet her. “Such a sweetie,” you coo.

It’s not long before Tom finally wakes up. His hand reaches over to your side of the bed, “Love, where are you?” His voice is gruff with sleep. You love his morning voice.

“Here.” You move from the bottom of the bed back up to your side and he wraps his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Much better,” he smiles and gives you a tender kiss on the lips. As he moves around trying to get comfy his foot bumps into Chestnut, “The hell is that?” He mumbles, poking it again with his foot.

“I don’t know,” you shrug, looking at him innocently which of course makes him suspicious.

He sits up and finally sees what he had been touching with his foot. Chestnut is sitting near the end of the bed, “Darling, that chicken can’t be in the bed,” he groans, “now take it back outside before it does a poo in here.”

“But Tommy. I love her, please?” You pout moving over to Chestnut and picking her up into your lap.

“No, don’t do that. She needs to go back outside with the other chickens.” He says sternly.

“But the other chickens are mean to her,” you tell him with puppy dog eyes, “please can’t she stay? She’s just so precious.”

He sighs and rubs his hands over his face and through his hair in frustration. “Fine, but only for a little bit.”

“Yay!” You grin and peck his cheek. “Thanks, babe! You’re the best!”

“And get her off the bed at least.” He groans flopping back down, his head hitting the pillow.

You giggle and get off the bed with Chestnut, “I love you, Tom.”

“Mhmm,” he mumbles as you walk out of the bedroom, Chestnut secured in your arms. “Love you too!” You hear him yell out to you as you get to the stairs.

You smile, you knew he wouldn’t be able to not say it to you. No matter how frustrated he gets with you at times.

[lovabletomholland]

Hi, can you write one with peter Parker where the reader is like giving him the silent treatment please

A/N: I hope you enjoy this anon and that it is what you wanted. It was fun to write. 

Silent Treatment

You are at your locker when Peter walks up to you. "Hey, I have been looking for you all day. Where have you been?" He asks leaning against the lockers next to yours. You don't respond, in fact you don't even look at him as you switch out your books for your next class.

You are still mad at him about yesterday and you are giving him the silent treatment just to get back at him. You know it drives him crazy. You have also been avoiding him all day, so far it has worked but you knew it wouldn't last forever. You knew he would find you eventually. Seems like now is that time.

"Oh Y/N, c'mon! You can't seriously still be upset with me. I said I was sorry!" Peter exclaims after a few seconds of silence. "Lovey, please. Just talk to me. You know I hate the silent treatment."

Lovey? Did he seriously just call you that? You have to fight a smile from crossing your face. This is why you have been avoiding him, you know you can't stay mad at him for long. Especially when he says things like that. You close your locker door, books now in hand and glare at him before turning and walking away. You smile as you head to your next class, you can't fight it anymore but you quickly shut that down as Peter walks up next to you. His class is in the other direction. What is he doing?

He speeds up and then stops right in front of you, "Come on. Just say something. Yell at me. Anything is better than this." He pouts making you have to fight a smile again. You step around him as the warning bell chimes over the intercoms and your steps quicken to make it to class, Peter finally leaving you alone for now.

When school is finally out, you stop by your locker quickly. You have received several texts from Peter throughout the day and you are trying to avoid him. You look around and head out the door. You stop short of your car when you notice Peter is leaning against the driver's side door. How in the world did he get there before you? Damn, he is fast.

You take a deep breath before going up to him. You try to push him out of the way but he stays firmly in place. You move away from him and decide to just crawl in through the passenger's side door. Only he is quicker than you and suddenly he is in front of that door as well. The hell?

"Y/N, please. Just talk to me." He pouts. "Lovey, please. You know I can't stand this. It has been driving me crazy all day."

Lovey.. there is that name again. You sigh as his hands rub up and down your arms. "Please?" You look up into his eyes and see the sadness and regret in them. That of course breaks you. You knew it would, that is why you made sure to avoid him at all costs today.

"Fine," you say finally breaking your silence. "But next time you can't make it, you better let me know. I was so worried something happened to you." You look him in the eyes so he understands. "I mean it Peter." He was often late but never had he just not shown up, you were worried sick. You have no idea why he is late all the time, most of the time he would let you know. Last night he didn't.

"Of course," he smiles, "it's nice to hear your voice finally." He cups your cheek and kisses your nose. "Actually, I need to tell you something. Or well maybe showing you would be better..."

500 Celebration

[lovabletomholland]

Tom Holland Blurb Masterlist

Moodboard made by the lovely: @averyfosterthoughts​

I figured I would make this to put all my Tom blurbs together. I hope you all enjoy!

Wait, I Have to Sit Still?

You have a problem sitting still but you have to for an interview. Luckily, Tom is there to help you.

Love, That Chicken Can’t Be In Here

Tom got chickens and you have grown attached to one of them. He isn’t happy when he finds it in the bed one morning.

Livestream Fun

You do Tom’s make-up during a livestream at the request of a fan while answering questions with Tom.

Prank Gone Wrong

You, Harrison, and Tuwaine have a prank war going. You fall and bump your head during one of their pranks and Tom finds out, which gets him upset.

Movie Set Scares

Tom’s daughter catches him filming a scary scene on set. Even after you comfort her and Tom gets home out of costume, she is still scared.

The Ups and Downs

You are in a funk, which happens every once in a while. You finally tell Tom about your problem and he helps you through it.

You Got a Friend in Me

Tom spends some time with his daughter singing one of her favorite song with her.

[lovabletomholland]

hi you are amazing 🥺 and can i request our tommy boy talking depressed reader through what she's feeling? I LOVE YOU

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for anon! Sorry it took so long. Love you too! This is the second blurb I will be posting today. So I hope you all enjoy. I have one more coming..

The Ups and Downs

Tom walks into the bedroom and sits next to you on the bed, "Baby, you've hardly got out of bed the past couple days. Want to tell me what's going on?" He asks.

You just shrug and pull the covers up to your chin. You just can't seem to get up out of the bed. You know what it is, you just don't want to talk about it. At least not to him, you know what will happen if you do.

"Love, I can only help you if you talk to me. Tell me what is going on." He rubs your back with his hand.

"I just feel worthless and alone. I don't even know why you are with me," you answer. "Honestly, you could do so much better," you mumble pulling the cover over your head. Might as well tell him, he will figure it out eventually.

"I love you. That is why I am with you. I love everything about you, okay? Now come out and talk to me. We can get through whatever this is."

You slowly uncover your head to look at him. There is something you have yet to tell him about yourself. Might as well get it over with, "I struggle with depression, Tom. I have all my life. Most of the time I do okay dealing with it by myself but every once in a while, it gets really bad." Now you wait, you know he will leave now.

"Okay," he nods, "do you take medications for it?" He asks.

"No, I don't nor do I want to. I mean some have pretty bad side effects. Plus people frown on you for taking them. Saying none of what you are feeling is real. You just need to grow up and get over it." You shake your head at that memory, willing it to please go away.

"There are some ignorant people who think that, yes." He reaches over and takes your hand, lacing your fingers together. "But mental health is real and it is something that needs to be taken care of as well. Your brain is important. If you had diabetes you would take medicine for that, right?" He asks and you nod. "Okay, same thing if you had heart problems or blood pressure problems, correct?" He continues and you nod again. "Okay, this is the same thing and you need to take care of yourself. Don't listen to ignorant people, okay love?" He smiles at you.

You pick at the covers with your free hand, "Okay, but the side effects?"

"There is no guarantee you will have those, not everyone does. But if you do just tell your doctor and they will change it until they find the right medication for you."

"But what if they tell me what I'm feeling isn't real?" You can't help but ask.

"They won't. It is real. A lot of people feel this way and some for no reason at all because they were simply born that way. It is not your fault and there is nothing you can do about it." He squeezes your hand. "Except get help and get medications that will help you fight this and help you feel better."

You pull your hand away from his and then throw both arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Thank you," you whisper in his ear. Your last boyfriend reacted badly and told you it was all a lie, it made you feel like what you were feeling wasn't real. You are so grateful to have Tom in your life now.

"No need for that." Tom whispers back with a small squeeze before you pull back. "Let's get you an appointment set up, yeah?" He asks and you nod, feeling relieved.

[lovabletomholland]

Got a blurb with a bit of angst a bit of fluff. Dad Tom’s kid is on set while Tom is playing a scary character and walks in while they’re shooting an intense scene and the kid gets scared even when Tom comes home out of character after seeing their dad like that

A/N: So I struggled writing this one. I hope it is what you wanted anon! Sorry this is so late. It was supposed to come out a couple days ago but I wasn’t happy with it, but here it is now.

Movie Set Scares

Tom freezes mid-scene as he sees his daughter, Aleeah, staring wide-eyed at him. Her big brown eyes getting glassy with tears before she turns and bolts out of the room.

He starts to follow, to hell with the scene, but that is when you, his beautiful wife, walks up. He watches as you pick her up into your arms and you give him a sad little smile before you mouth, 'See you at home,' to him.

He calms down and finally starts listening to the directors who have been yelling at him the past couple minutes. He knows his daughter is safe with you. That you will talk to her and calm her down. Plus he will see her when he gets home. It's probably best if he doesn't walk up to her looking like this right now anyways. It is what scared her after all.

***

Make-up and costume now off, Tom walks in through the front door of his house feeling anxious about seeing his daughter after what she saw, the look of terror on her face shook him to the core. She is only five, it makes sense she would be scared, that is why she was supposed to stay in the trailer.

He walks up to you and kisses your cheek, "Hey, love. How is she?"

"She has calmed down now, it took her a little bit but she is okay," you answer him, "I'm sorry Tom, she ran out of the trailer while I had my back turned. She wanted to see you so bad."

"It's okay, darling," Tom smiles and he pecks your lips. "I'm gonna go talk to her." He watches as you nod then he heads upstairs.

Tom slowly pushes the door open to Aleeah's room, "Hey babygirl." He smiles and to his dismay she starts crying when she looks at him.

He watches as his daughter runs away from him screaming, "No, daddy scary!" She hides under her blanket and yells, "Mommy!"

He turns and sees you standing at the door. He watches as you rush over to her, "Baby that was just a costume. Look, it's just daddy now."

Tom watches as Aleeah pokes her head out from under the covers. She looks at her mom first but then her eyes move to him, "Why were you so mean and scary looking, daddy?" She asks with a whimper crawling into her mother's arms.

Tom slowly walks up to the bed and sits down, "I was just playing pretend, babygirl. It was for a movie. It's just me now." Tom holds his arms out and she slowly but surely crawls into his lap, hugging him tightly.

"Never do that again." She sniffs as she looks up.

"Don't you worry. I won't." Tom says as he looks up at you. He sees the agreement in your eyes. No way in hell was she going back to that set again.