#tom blurbs

[sunshinesteviee]

Would you write a cozy sunday with Dad!Tom and you staying inside with the kids?? I need some sweetness. Thank you 😘😘

omg dad!tom my beloved, i've missed writing you... it's not 100% what you asked for, but i hope you like it anyways! wc: 596, fem!reader

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You’d woken up to two small pairs of hands reaching over the side of the bed. It was still much too early to be awake, but your twins were awake and trying to climb into your bed. Still half asleep, you bent over the side of the bed to pick them up one at a time and drag them onto the bedspread. 

Once they were both sitting on the covers, you whispered, “What are you two doing up? ‘S still so early. Mummy and Daddy are sleepy.”

“We wan’ snuggle,” your little girl, Eleanor, replied in a whisper. Wyatt, her brother, who also appeared to still be half asleep, nodded in agreement. 

Your heart nearly melted at their answer, and you agreed to let them crawl underneath the covers with you. They wouldn’t want to do this forever, so you wanted to take advantage of the time while they did. “Okay,” you nodded, lifting the covers so they could join you, “But we’re all gonna close our eyes for a bit longer, okay?”

Always a daddy’s girl, Eleanor pressed herself into Tom’s side, who was still fast asleep. He didn’t have to be awake to curl an arm around her, though, and pull her closer. Wyatt joined you after a moment, placing himself on top of your chest, his head resting right over your heart. 

They were both cuddly kids — took after their dad — but you couldn’t really complain. With your hand rubbing soft circles over your little boy’s back, you asked in a whisper, “Comfy, love bug?” He nodded in agreement, and it didn’t take long until he was fast asleep against your chest. 

When you woke up again, both of your kids were still fast asleep next to you, but Tom was missing from the pile of limbs and blankets. You’d hoped it would be a quiet morning — cuddles and breakfast in bed with all of your loves — so you hoped Tom hadn’t gotten up to get the day started. 

Thankfully, Tom appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, a mug in each hand. Noticing you were awake, he couldn’t help but grin at you as he crossed the room, moving to your side of the bed. His voice was soft, still raspy as he whispered, “Morning, love.” 

“G’morning, baby,” you whispered in reply, shifting up to sit against the headboard, moving carefully so you wouldn’t wake your babies. You pushed your chin up towards your husband as you grasped your mug in both hands, holding it to your chest. Tom took the hint, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips. “Thanks for the coffee.” 

“Anytime, love. When did these two end up in bed with us?” he asked as he rounded the bed back to his side, slipping under the covers to sit against the headboard, too. 

You glanced at the clock and then let out a yawn, “Hour and a half ago maybe? Think El talked Wyatt into it, he was still half asleep.” You glanced down at Wyatt, whose head was resting in your lap now, and brushed your hand through his hair. 

Tom laughed quietly, taking a sip of his tea, “Sounds about right. Figured we could have a lazy day?”

“Ugh, you read my mind. Breakfast in bed? We can cuddle and watch cartoons with these stinkers. I’ll have to get groceries at some point today, but that can wait til later.”

“Sounds perfect,” Tom nodded in agreement, leaning over your sleeping babies to press another soft kiss to your lips. 

[jasntodds]

☀️— can i have a boxer!tom blurb pls? you already know yours is my favorite 🥹 also congrats on 17k, that’s insane !

Ahh, Gi, thank you so much!!! Ily 😭😭😭

Pairing: Boxer!Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Words: 754

Warnings: Mentions of blood, mentions of bruises, fluff

You’re sitting ringside, a place you’ve become all too familiar with. No matter what, you never miss one of Tom’s fights. Something in you, can’t. It doesn’t matter what’s going on but you’re right there, ringside, cheering him with the roaring crowd around you. Some people don’t get it and think you’re a little crazy for wanting to always watch because what if he gets hurt? They couldn’t watch the person they love getting punched repeatedly but for you? For you, it’s easier because at least if he does get hurt, you’re here. Always.

But, tonight is not the night where you have to deal with him being hurt because his hand is being raised above his head while the announcer says he’s won by unanimous decision. There’s a gleaming and cocky smirk right across his face that’s also decorated with bits of his blood and a few bruises. He finds you, in your normal spot of this venue and he gives you a quick wink making you scrunch your nose at him.

“Congrats, Tommy.” You give Tom a cheeky smile as you meet him in the room designated for boxers, their families, and their coaches.

“Thanks, darlin’.” Tom’s cheeks tint but he keeps the cocky smile, him sitting on a chair with an ice pack held to his eye.

“How’s your face?” A soft chuckle leaves your lips as you approach him, standing between his legs.

He shrugs and tilts his head to the right. “‘S fine.” 

You place your hand over his, pulling the ice pack away from his eye. It’s definitely been worse but it is a little swollen and the bruising is turning a darker shade of purple with touches of blues. You give him a slight grimace before placing his hand back but he’s quick to move his hand back down, placing the ice pack on his leg. His hands come to the back of your thighs, pulling you close to him.

“‘M fine, darlin’.” Tom’s looking up at you with the softest eyes that send a warmth through your whole body and it almost makes you laugh.

You watch him fight and he’s pretty brutal in the ring. Tom doesn’t give up and they will have to knock him out in order for them to win because he just won’t back down under any circumstances. And he will lay into anyone he’s up against. It’s like he becomes a completely different person in the ring because when he’s with you, he’s soft and kind, gentle and delicate. No one would ever guess he punches people in the face for a living based solely on how gentle he is with you.

“I know.” You look down at him and place a kiss to his forehead. “Just checking.” There’s a wet rag sitting his lap, so you grab it and lightly start to finish cleaning up some of the leftover blood on his face.

Tom watches you and it’s something he’s never really asked you to do. You actually never signed up for this, to watch him fight and get hurt all the time. It was always a dream of Tom’s, that you knew, but he wasn’t doing this professionally when you met him and it wasn’t until two years into your relationship that he went pro. But, you never complain about it and you never voice your worry for you. Whenever there’s an injury, you’re right there with him, cleaning up blood and cuts, getting him things when he’s too sore to walk the next day. He never asks, it’s something you’ve always done and it’s something he always appreciates.

“Thanks for always takin’ care of me.” He squeezes your thighs slightly with his words, his eyes watching over you carefully.

“Well, someone has to you.” Your eyes widen with your sarcastic comment. Taking care of him is easy for you. Because it’s Tom and you know, without a doubt, he’d do the same for you even if you were the one in the ring. “Ready to get out of here?”

“Can we get food?” Tom asks, pouting his bottom lip. “I’m starving.”

“Mhm.” You hum, your hands coming to the nape of his neck, playing with the loose strands of his hair. “After, maybe I’ll give you something for your win tonight.” You give him a playful wink, something you’re not entirely good at which only makes him laugh.

“Let’s go then.” Tom’s hands up to your cheeks, knuckles bruised, as he pulls you in for a kiss.

17k celebration 

[tom-holland-parker]

Could you write something with tom with the song the other side of the door by Taylor?

Word count: 537

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Note: Based on this song. Kinda funny that I told myself weeks ago that I was gonna write something based on this song but couldn't think of a plot, but the second I got this request I knew what I wanted to write

Masterlist

It was probably your worst argument yet. You both had been going at it for hours and at this point you were just tired. “You know what Tom” You shouted from across the room, “I can’t do this anymore, get out I never want to see you again”

You knew you’d regret the words later but in the moment they felt like the best thing to say. Tom took a deep breath staring at you as he picked up his jacket and making his way to the front door, “Fine you’ll never have to see me again goodbye forever”

Any outsider watching would’ve rolled their eyes at how dramatic you and Tom were being, but you were both too prideful to actually apologize to one another so now here you were, alone in your apartment, crying on your floor as you stared at the door hoping that he would somehow know you didn’t really want him to leave.

It took a few hours and hundreds of unanswered calls from Tom for you to come down from the high of the argument, you sat on your bed scrolling through the photos on your phone, remembering all the happy times you had with him.

You smiled looking at your favorite photo of the two of you. Tom carried you bridal style from the car to the stairs, your short black dress lifting up slightly as he drunkenly struggled to carry the weight of your wasted body. Harrison watched in amusement, snapping the picture before helping the both of you into the house.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been staring at the picture, wishing you could go back to that exact moment. It wasn’t until you heard the small taps on your window that you were brought back into reality.

You let out an annoyed breath as you trudded to the window, quickly opening it and sticking your head out to see where the noise was coming from. “Y/n” Tom shouted once he was your face

Your eyes widened as you watched Tom stand outside your window, “What are you doing here I thought I made it clear that I never wanted to see you again”

You wanted to kick yourself for being so stubborn. Tom rolled his eyes, “You weren’t answering my calls. Listen I’m sorry I shouldn’t have just left like that can’t we talk this out. I can’t lose you y/n I love you so much”

“You’re going to wake the neighbors” You whispered trying to hide the smile on your face

Tom scoffed, “I don't give a damn. I want the whole world to know that I'm in love with you”

You chuckled as you watched the houses across the street begin to turn their lights on and look out the window, wondering what all the commotion was. You smiled as you ran out your room to the front door, meeting Tom in the middle of the empty street.

He smiled when he saw you, quickly pulling him into a hug as you jumped into his arms, “I’m sorry I love you” You whispered into his neck

He chuckled, holding you close as he carried you inside the house, “I love you too”

[allthingsdadtom]

honestly all i can think about is tom and reader doing their normal domestic household things like grocery shopping and tom has one of those baby bjorn carriers on so he can hold his little girl and give her loads of kisses while also still holding ur hand 🥺

Picking Hazel up out of her car seat, Tom carefully maneuvered her into the carrier strapped to his chest, making sure she was properly supported, “There we go! Are you comfy, baby girl?” The six-month-old couldn’t answer, obviously, but looked calm enough, which satisfied Tom. The three of you were only grocery shopping, but this was Tom’s preferred way of carrying Hazel around, which warmed your heart. “Okay! We’re ready!”

You laughed a little, but grabbed Tom’s hand in yours, fingers interlocking with his, “Alrigt, c’mon then, loves.” You normally did the grocery shopping on your own, because Tom was easily distracted, so there was no telling how long this trip would take when he and your little girl were tagging along.

Tom grabbed a cart, somehow managing to steer it with one hand and hold yours with the other, while still doting on your girl. You lead the way, knowing exactly what you needed, and Tom trailed behind you, getting distracted by weird snacks he saw on the shelves, and because he was busy making Hazel giggle.

Even though the shopping trip was taking longer than it normally would, you couldn’t say you minded. Not when your two favorite people in the world were an arm length away, making you smile at everything they did. And soon enough, you were distracted, too, by Hazel’s delighted giggles, and Tom doing his best to keep your hand in his.

Finally, though, you were nearly done, so Tom offered to go out to get Hazel in her car seat and pull the car up near the entrance. You agreed, kissing your baby’s head and then pecking Tom’s lips. As soon as you were out of earshot, Tom was talking to his little girl as he bounced her, “Should we get mummy some flowers? I think she deserves some pretty flowers.”

“Hmmm...” Tom hummed softly as he bounced Hazel and kissed the top of her head, “What do you think of these, princess? Let’s buy them and surprise her, yeah?” Hazel babbled something unintelligible, and Tom replied, as if he was having an actual conversation with her, “Mm you’re so right, my love. Mummy will love these. Let’s hurry so we can surprise her.”

After paying for all of the groceries and loading them into the car, you nearly burst into tears at the sight of the flowers, “These are for me?”

“Of course,” Tom grinned, “it was all Hazel’s idea, though. Said her mummy deserved some flowers, and I just had to agree.”

[annab-nana]

tom holland blurbs

one where tom surprises you when he's been gone filming for a while

one where tom doesn't want to leave you just yet

one where tom buys you something unrequested because it made him think of you

one where tom delves too deep into the world of cherry and you're the only one who can help him out

one where you’re nervous to meet tom’s friends and he’s like the best comforter ever

one where frat!tom gets help from the “nerdy” student

one where you and tom like to whisper a lot

one where tom is super gentle with you in the shower after a rough night in bed

one where tom leaves to go get you your craving in the middle of the night

one where you and the boys carve pumpkins but yours takes the cake

one where you call tom ‘thomas’ and his family thinks you’re angry with him

one where tom surprises you on new years

one where tom’s grumpy since you and tuwaine beat him in a game

one where tom helps you after you accidentally cut your finger chopping vegetables

one where you and tom are sick together at home

one where you quickly realize that tom doesn't like to be tickled

one where tom can’t keep a surprise so he kisses you to distract you

one where tom jokes about you being grumpy but you’re really on your period

one where tom puts on weight with you for your pregnancy

one where tom wishes he could live with you already

one where the rain crashes your lunch date with tom but it ends up being for the better

[reawritesthings]

i feel like doing some blurbs…

if you guys want you can send me some concepts or even prompts from this and i can write them!

it can be any au!! just state which tom n co you would like :’)

[mrs-hollandstan]

So I forgot who requested this but this is the request: Buzzcut!Tom- Nathan & Tristan meet their baby sister. This is a 4th part, you can find the three other parts in the #buzzcut!Tom tag :)

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Tom's hair was growing back rather quickly. Much to his excitement, the boys were obviously used to the short hair he exhibited over the past few months. They were clinging to him the further along you got in your second pregnancy and the more your husband was around. He was taking a break around your eighth month, just to make sure you were okay and that when you had Nadine, he would be right by your side like he was when the boys were born. 

A few days after your due date, you finally went into labor, Tom helping you into and around the hospital where after four hours, you gave birth to your little girl and Tom was enamoured all over again. He couldn't let go of her, standing by your bedside when it was time to go get Tristan and Nathan with her in his arms, promising he'd go get them eventually. When he finally did, it was a quick return with two riled up boys in tow, 

"Hey you two. Don't you look cute." You chide sweetly to your four year olds. Tom helps them both on the bed, explaining to them that they need to be quiet and careful around you and the baby which for once, they actually listen to. He sits at the end of the bed, bringing them both between his legs and taking Nadine from you gently, laying her across both of their legs,

"Hi baby!" Nathan coos sweetly while Tristan leans in to give her a somewhat rough kiss to the cheek. Tom smiles, stroking the soft curls atop each boy's head down, 

"Good job lovies. You're doing so well." Tom praises as Nathan leans back against him,

"You like being a big brother Nate?" Tom asks the younger of your two sons. The little brunette babe nods, letting Tom kiss his temple. He does the same to Tristan who is tracing his fingers down Nadine's cheek. Your heart melts as you watch your boys, 

"You two are so good with her." You coo to your boys. Tristan looks up and giggles, 

"Baby sister." He coos,

"Yeah, baby sister, you excited to be a big brother sweet boy?" You ask, holding your arms out. Once Tom can safely recover your newborn, you open your arms for both boys to crawl into. Tom crosses his legs, cradling your sweet girl to his chest and looking up at you with his boys, 

"We make some pretty great kids Y/N. You're amazing." He says. You smile, holding each boy beneath an arm, kiss king each of their cheeks as they cuddle into you, 

"I love you so much Tom. Everything you do for our family. Everything you've done for our family. You're my everything and this," you gesture between the two of you, "this is everything I've ever wanted. I owe you for all of this." 

"There is no owing me baby. We're in this together." Tom says. He reaches out, taking your hand in his. He squeezes, smiling down at your boys who fight for your attention, 

"Love our little family." He murmurs. You smile, 

"Forever and always Holland." 

[userholland]

getting soft and thinking about husband!tom working hard on his script during quarantine so the reader agrees to watch their little toddler for a bit so he can be more productive and lil holland, ever the attention seeker like his dad, crashes her zoom work meeting after deciding that the blocks across the room are boring and momma is apologetic but her coworkers think the little cutie wearing a spidey costume squirming on her lap is the cutest thing ever

“ever the attention seeker like his dad” im- 

this is so fucking cute! you just want the meeting to be over and done with, but he pokes at you to get your attention and your co-workers ask “what’s going on” and you smile and just sit him on your lap and he waves at everyone and babbles a bit and they all swoon over him and his big brown eyes. a few minutes later, tom takes a short break and peaks in your office and he goes heart eyes when he sees your son sitting on your lap and trying to talk on your zoom meeting ooooooo this is so soft