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Tom Holland pregnant

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Ok rematch! I don’t wanna do dealers choice anymore.

Now we got Glenn Powell(left) and Tom holland (right)

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perfect - t.holland

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requested: y- “Could you do reader and Tom or Harry with newborn !!”

pairings: dad!tom holland x mom!reader

warnings: fluff + child has been given a name

a/n: I hope I did this justice 🫡 I’m not very good with writing newborns!

you can’t figure out what you’re more obsessed with: her rolls, feet, or the fact that she looks exactly like Tom.

you haven’t been able to move from the crib. you should be asleep, but your eyes are glued to the crib where your newborn daughter, Emma, lays asleep.

you know Tom will come in any second. he’ll be concerned why you’re not in bed or pumping. he’ll ask if something’s wrong with Emma or with you. he’ll ask a series of questions you’ve heard on record since you came home from the hospital, but you don’t mind them. he’s concerned for his two loved ones.

“everything alright?” there it is. you sigh, taking a look at him for a brief second before looking back at her. she hasn’t moved, yet every rise and fall of her chest makes your heart swell.

“I just can’t decide which part I love more of her.” you carefully tap your finger against the wooden edge of the crib.

Tom exhales quite happily, it’s nothing serious to be worried about. he carefully steps into the room, his hand rests against your lower back, “why don’t you go sleep? we can worry about what we love most once we’ve rested.”

you shake your head. there’s tears welling your eyes, you know this is just hormones— or maybe you’re just so in love you can’t move from her crib.

“I just want to stay here forever.”

“we’ll have plenty of time to stay in here forever. we need some sleep.” he assures you, his palm running over your dirty hair. you can’t remember the last time you’d showered coming to think of it.

“you’re right, I’m being ridiculous.” you nod along with him finally moving from the crib. the emotions had dried allowing the exhaustion to finally settle in your body. Tom promises to take the first shift after napping and you don’t argue, just settle into the mattress.

“and you’re not ridiculous. however, I think her rolls are quite adorable.”

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three hours.

you’d been asleep for three hours and didn’t even hear a single noise from emma or Tom. you assumed he would need your help at some point, but having not heard anything from either of them. you could trust he had it all under control.

you slowly rise out of bed and exit the bedroom, you see Tom in your living room rocking chair. he’s got a bottle in one hand, and her cradled in his other arm. she looks quite cozy and content with him.

“you’re awake.” he looks up from her with a frown. his plans were to let you sleep as long as you needed, but he knew you couldn’t leave her alone for too long without checking on her. the silence was always scary to hear.

“I know.”

“she’s been sleeping this whole time. you can go back to bed if you’d like?” he recommends rather than offering. you know the suggestion is what you should take, but you can’t get yourself to move from where you’re standing. your eyes glued to her once again.

“it’s everything. that’s what I love about her.” you say finally taking your eyes off of your sleeping newborn to look Tom in the eyes.

he nods in agreement looking back down at her in his arms, “she’s perfect.”

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• Babyboy [☁️🌧️*]

(Boyfriend!Tom Holland x Older!GF!Reader)

: Tom meets Y/n's narcissistic older sister S/n who wants Tom all to herself; Y/n gets overprotective of her babyboy, showing just how possessive she really is (Tom is 26, Reader is 31) (fluff ending!)

•My Own Milf [☁️*]

(Tom Holland x older!GF!Reader)

: Fans retell the best moments of what they see from tom holland and Y/n's spicy relationship (Tom is 26, Reader is 31)

• What Age Gap? [☁️]

(Tom Holland x Older!Reader)

: Tom is absolutely smitten with his older lover, in fact he's not willing to let her go. Ever.

•Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner [☁️]

(Soccer!College!Tom Holland × Quiet! Reader)

: Tom teases and gushes over his shy bookworm of a girlfriend, which includes bringing her everywhere with him and making sure she's well fed

•Holland’s Girl [☁️)

(Boyfriend!Tom x Cavill!Reader)

: Fans go crazy on twitter now that Henry Cavill’s little sister is dating Tom Holland

• Secret Sex Tape [☁️*]

(Tom Holland × Mackie!Reader)

: Y/n and Tom’s cuddling session is interrupted by a very scary revel

• Talk To Me

(Tom Holland × Deaf!Hair Stylist!Reader)

: Tom tries to win the heart of Y/n L/n, the only way he sees fit

.Butterfly Kicks (Tom Holland x Older!Pregnant!Wife!Reader) :A drabble of Older!Y/n and Tom’s pregnancy journey 🫶🫶 (Reader is 33, Tom is 28) (Milf Reader)

•Titty comfort

(Frat!Tom Holland × Girlfriend!Reader)

: When Tom can't fall asleep, he turns to his girlfriend's breasts for a lot of comfort (Breast play) (lowkey subby tom?)

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could you make a tom holland one where Tom has to go away for a long time due to filming but the reader is pregnant and has to tell Tom bc she feels like he won’t be there and she doesn’t wanna be alone. Maybe they argue at the start like angst and then she blurts out why she’s making a big deal of him leaving.

My Forever

Pairing - Tom Holland x Pregnant Reader

Summary - Tom has to leave for Filming but you have to tell him something, really important and it worries you.

Warnings - Angst, sadness, as usual fluffy ending because who cant? Resist sweet Tom!!

A/N - Thank you so much, for requesting, hope you enjoy! Much appreciation to the love and support to all of my content on my blog 🥰

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“Love, that doesn’t make any sense..” Tom rolls his eyes at you, “I’ve been away before and you were perfectly fine!”

You and Tom stand in the middle of your kitchen arguing about him going away for a while, due to filming.

“You don’t understand, I know that you need to go and film but why such a long time?” you asked, huffing folding your arms over.

“Because baby, it’s takes a long time to film a series!” Tom frowns, looking away from you.

“I just don’t want you to go,” You shake your head.

“I know but why?” Tom asked, “I’ll still be able to come back, still text and call you and you can visit,” he leaned his head against your shoulder, closing his eyes.

“Tommy its not about that,” You whisper, nervously. You look down at your stomach, deciding that he really needs to know, it’s now or never!

“What is it then?” Tom narrows his eyes, tapping his foot against the marble floor as he gets impatient.

“I, I don’t know,” You hold back your tongue, deciding just to tell him when he is away.

“What do you mean, you don’t know? You must know! Like your complaining about me leaving,” Tom feeling fed up with the situation, going to walk out on you to take a breather.

Instead, you speak again..

“I’m not complaining, I’m being honest!” You said, shaking your head completely disagreeing with his words. It seems tense, to just blurt the words you need to say but you need to right?

“Honest, my ass!” Tom scoffed, he really needs to get out the house. The air is catching in his throat as the atmosphere try’s to swallow him whole.

“Your being really, unreasonable love! Please give me a valid reason why you don’t want me to go,” Tom try’s to calm down one last time, for your sake as well as his own. He don’t want to be mad and fight or even walk out but it’s really difficult.

You take a deep breath, ignoring his comment as you hold your hand out to place it on Tom’s cheek. “I just found out that, I’m 3 Weeks Pregnant,” you whisper, him barely hearing you.

You feel like your drowning under water as you said the thing, you needed to say.

You don’t say anything after, scared about what is there to come. What will he think?

Everything stops in silence as the words hits Toms ears, “what did you say? Love,” he held your hand tight, like as if you will float away from him.

“Um, nothing.. I didn’t say anything,” You looked away lairing, you feel embarrassed and shocked you actually blurted it out.

“No, no baby,” Tom breathes out, cupping your jaw into his warm, hands, “You said you are pregnant, is that true?”

“Yes,” You take a shaky breath, “I didn’t want you to go because I didn’t want to feel alone, for you not to be there for me or the baby,”

Tom calms down, forgetting about all the other things that got him riled up. He focused on your words, on you, only you!

“I’m so sorry, love,” Tom kisses your forehead to comfort you, “We are going to get through this together, Darling! Im going to love and support you, no matter what,” he smiles.

You stand there, in between his arms and body, you let tear drops fall on your cheeks.

“Blossom, don’t cry,” Tom wipes your tears from under your eyes and cheeks, “Your ok, we are ok! I love you so much, my love! You are so strong and brave.. should of told me sooner,”

“I was going to, but,” You took a deep breathe listening to Tom’s heart beat, he calms you like flying with pixie dust but much better, “I was scared to see your reaction,”

“Understandable, sweetheart. It must be scary in this situation but now you know that I’m all in, I’m going to love, care, support and protect you, Darling,” Tom kisses your lips passionately, you smile into the kiss.. slipping your tongue between his teeth as you sink more into his chest.

“You are one of a kind, Tom,” you wink.

“Says Yourself, Princess,” Tom teases back.

“I’m always going to be here for you, your not alone, Y/N neither is our baby!”

“I love you so much too, Tommy,” You pull him in a kiss again, fully knowing that he is doing the right thing.

Taking on a responsibility that he might not be ready for but he loves you and he loves your and his baby now!

“What about your filming?” You cry more, don’t even know where the tears or sadness came from because the hardest part is gone now.

“Fuck the filming,” Tom mumbles, “I’ll bring you with me, they can’t say shit!”

“They can wait, you and our baby are way more important, love,” He includes as you nod, smiling at his sweet yet funny words.

“Now, let’s go upstairs and I’ll run you a nice hot bath,” Tom smiles, taking your hand, “How does that sound, Darling?”

“Sounds perfect,” You giggle, loving this new protective side of Tom.

🧋

You and Tom lay in the bath with lots of bubbles and very hot water.

Your lay against Tom’s chest, as he presses sweet kisses to your shoulders and neck.

“Mm, so fucking gorgeous,” Tom whispers, caressing all of your body, “Can’t believe, we are going to be having a baby,” he grins ear to ear.

“I know, Handsome, me neither,” You giggle, holding his bicep kissing it, softly.

Tom strokes your head to relax you more into the hot water noticing that you are still a tad, but too tense for his liking.

He loves you being relaxed, calm and care free because that’s the best version of yourself!

“Your going to be a great, mummy, Beautiful,” Tom can’t resist saying, sending butterflies down to your stomach or how devoted he is to you and your baby.

“Well, Mr.Holland, your going to be a great daddy,” You winked kissing his cheek.

“Well, Mrs.Holland, again, your going to be an undeniably great mummy,” Tom winked, back.

“What?” You asked shocked, “I’m not your wife,”

“Soon to be, baby,” Tom whispers, smirking as he hints he going to propose very, very soon!

“Your not close enough, love,” He pulls you even closer to him, if that’s possible kissing your lips deeply, loving the way you taste on the tip of his tongue.

“Can’t wait, to be Mrs.Holland,” You giggle, in between kisses.

“I bet,” Tom couldn’t hide his smirk, so full of himself because he loves you, and is proud of it, calling you his forever.

“My forever,” Tom whispers, kissing you on surprise.. making bubbles fly around the bathroom as you both laugh.

“My forever too, Tommy,” You smile, closing your eyes as you embrace, this blessed moment between you two.

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Tom Holland

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Behind Bars pt.3: Prison Break

Summary: This is a Nate chapter, escaping prison and finding out for sure that he’s a dad! And sweet Sully moments <3

Pairing: Nathan Drake x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings: Violence, nothing too graphic. Pregnancy, cursing, and of course never proof read babyyy

   The clicking of Nate’s cell doors woke him up the next morning, that and a baton to the side. “M’up...I’m up!” He growled sitting up on his cot rubbing his face. The guard sat Nate’s food tray down with a drink “Yard time today for your block. Be out of here or we’ll come get you. Oh, and try not to piss anyone off this time? I’m tired of coming to save your ass.” The guard snickered. “Vince, you wouldn’t have to come save my ass if you’d just let me kick theirs!” Nate chuckled back at Vince, a guard he’d grown to be fond of, not because he liked cops, but because he’s gullible. “Yeah right Drake. Listen I’m serious.” He nodded watching Nate begin to scarf down his breakfast.

   Vince had stepped away from Nate for a minute to talk to another guard, “Yeah I’ll head that way in a sec, Drake I’ll see you in a bit-” Vince’s eyes darted to the ground where he spotted a loose gum wrapper. Nate stopped chewing to match his “friends” gaze, oh shit he’s picking it up. Vince stiffened seeing looking over the small part of a drawing in his hand “Nathan...What?” He narrowed his eyes towards Nate. “If I told you something...Would you tell anyone? I’m not asking for your help I...entirely. Just some trust.” Nate looked between Vince and the gum wrapper. “Fine.” Vince handed over the wrapper which Nate promptly stuffed away with the rest. So, Nate kept his word and told Vince everything, puzzle pieces, escape routes, nothing left out.

   “Now.” Nate sighed whipping out a shiv he’d made “Since you know, if you decide you won’t keep it to yourself, we’re both going down. If I get caught because of you.” He stepped close to the shaking guard nose to nose “I’ll kill you and spend the time in here I’ve got and more. Happily.” Nate’s words were sharp. Vince nodded frantically “O-Of course, just please don’t fucking kill me!” He yelped, only calming once Nate put his weapon away and eased his stance. “Good. If you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta go to the yard.” He straitened Vince’s shirt with a smile before walking out. “This guy is nuts...” Vince mumbled, jogging out of Nate’s cell “Hey wait!” He called. Nate stopped to look over his shoulder cocking a brow. “I think I know a way I can help...” Vince whispered making Nate turn to him completely. “Sweet.” He grinned patting a hand on Vince’s shoulder as he led him out to the yard.

    Nate spent some time in the prison yard watching fights break out, bets go down, and guards coming and going. He’d worked his mini map into his memory and Vince had requested to pull Nate from the yard early for a medical check. When the time came and Vince whistled for him, Nate let the guards cuff him so Vince could take him away. It’s happening, he’s actually leaving. Vince cleared his throat gesturing to the bathroom “There’s a duct above the sink.” He held out a screwdriver behind his back as a guard walked past. “Thanks.” Nate pushed the door open, going to close it when Vince’s foot blocked the corner “Are we cool?” He whispered, holding his fist through the gap. As much as Nate was using him right now, he wouldn’t leave the poor guy hanging. “Of course man, the coolest. Now get outta here before you get caught.” Nate sighed fist bumping Vince who then shut the door and left. 

   “Alright.” Nate locked the door and took in the small room “Just gotta climb up here.” He grunted pulling himself up onto the sink so he could unscrew the vent cover. Unfortunately, Nate found himself just a tad too short to just climb right in, he’d have to jump off the tiny ceramic sink. Great. Grabbing the edge of the vent opening Nate jumped and pulled himself up. “You’ve gotta be kidding me-” He huffed watching the sink clang onto the ground and water erupt out of the pipe he’d broken. Banging began on the door soon after, but Nate didn’t stick around, he’d began crawling through the ducts coughing here and there from all the dust. He’d heard the guards bust down the door to the bathroom, and he’d heard them call for a search.

   Sirens tore throughout the prison as inmates were brought back to their cells, whilst Nate made his way further to freedom...Or Falling through a vent. Close enough. “OHHH SHIT!” He shouted surprised by his sudden tumble, clambering up to his feet surrounded by a few guards. As soon as one lunged at Nate it was on, He’d thrown a solid right hook to the guards jaw knocking the man off his feet. Punch after punch was thrown, landing on a guard or Nate. Arms looped their way around Nate’s Neck holding him tight while Nate kicked any other guard who came near him. Struggling for air Nate glanced over at a window ‘Might be the only shot.’ he opened his mouth trying to gather air but found none. Here goes nothing.

   “Agh!” Nate backed up causing the guard holding him to stumble towards the second story window, which Nate tossed them both out of. They both screamed before thudding against the dirt below, Nate’s lungs burning at the sudden breath of cold air they’d received. “Holy-” He patted himself over, now feeling blood dripping from his nose and brow, but he was alive...Couldn’t say the same for the guard he’d landed on. Nate wasted no time getting to his feet and taking off through the open field towards a tree line, shots being fired at him from the watch towers. Slinking away into the dark forest Nate had managed to make it, catching one shot to his side, nothing he couldn’t handle. Now, just to figure out how the hell to get home.

   After some time Nate found a road, of course he’s still in a prison jumpsuit so he stayed low to think of a plan. “Really didn’t think I’d get this far...” He mumbled scanning the small houses across from him. A clothesline hung across, swaying a little in the wind caught Nate’s eye. “Bingo.” He winced hoisting himself out of the ditch. Did this make him a bad person, maybe? He’d just hope it wasn’t someone’s favorite shirt. Nate climbed the fence quietly, snatching a new outfit up for himself. “Could use this to patch myself up a little?” Nate hummed using his old shiv to start a tear on a long sleeve shirt. Once he got the sleeve off, a clinking noise followed by a low growl caused Nate to freeze. Turning towards the noise Nate was met by a- “That’s a big ass dog- AHh good boy!” He smiled backing away from the dog’s pearly whites. “That is a lovely smile you’ve got there! You know I really should be on my way!” He laughed nervously. Just as Nate thought maybe the dog wouldn’t give him away it took off after him barking loudly. “Shit, shit, SHIT!” He yelled jumping the fence worried the giant dog just might jump it too, but the last thing he saw was the lights cut on and Nate was out of there.

   “Y/N! Can you answer the phone?” Sully called to you. “It’s your house! But sure?” You shouted back rolling your eyes whilst picking up Sully’s old ass landline. “Hello?....Oh my- How long has it been since you’ve- I see...No, no I haven’t. Yes of course! Please keep me up to date...yeah..uh huh...” Sully’s head perked up at the conversation, coming closer to you with raised brows. “Yes sir! Alright, buh bye.” You tried to hang up the phone as calmly as possible but Sully knew. “He’s out, isn’t he?” He grinned watching you nod excitedly. “Wait! What if he’s hurt?” You pouted going to pull on your shoes. “He probably is, but Nate’s tough and- Hey, woah, woah, woah slow your roll princess.” Sully snatched your shoes away. “Why? I’m going to look for him!” You frowned trying to get your shoes back. “No, you wanna know how to get him and the rest of us caught? To go fucking looking for him Y/N! Wait for him to call. He knows the landline number, he knows your number alright? He’ll get to a phone, then we go get him. No looking around all day attracting attention to ourselves...Sometimes I forget you’re new to this.” He laughed flipping one of your shoes in his hand.

   “I know, I just hate the feeling that he’s out there, scared or hurt.” You sighed flopping back down onto the couch. “He’s fine, and if he’s not here soon then maybe we’ll go look. But only for a little bit! You know the rules-” “Yeah, yeah. Don’t get caught I got it.” You smiled watching Sully rub his hand across your now very obvious baby bump. “Thank you. I mean still fuck you, for getting Nate into this but...Thank you Victor.” You nudged Sully’s side causing him to smile back at you. “Wow, Government name...” He scoffed jokingly “You’re welcome, but also, thank you for not turning my ass in.” He leaned back with you still rubbing your belly. You’d really become sort of like a daughter to him over the past few months, Nate had already felt like family but this whole thing solidified it. “I love you kid, and you know, actual kid.” He pointed to your middle making you laugh. “We love you too Sully.”

   Meanwhile Nate found himself eating a kind of gross gas station sandwich. “Thirteen eighty five.” The cashier sounded bored as Nate felt around his pockets. Shit, he hadn’t thought this far “Ahhh...Right....” He gulped making the cashier roll their eyes. “Honestly man I don’t get paid enough for it, just take it I don’t care.” They shrugged making Nate blink a few times while finishing his sandwich following it up with a small thank you. Ducking into the restroom with a little extra pep in his step Nate noticed a guy at the urinal who just stared at him as soon as he walked in. “Uh... hey?” He furrowed his brows opting for a urinal a little farther from him. Maybe he knew? “You look rough, but you don’t look rough here.” The guy, who was now obviously drunk smiled gesturing to his face. “Oh! No, I uh. hmm.” Nate found himself having the oddest conversation of his life. “I’m going to see my wife for the first time after- a work trip. I think I’m gonna be a dad.” Nate grinned and zipped up his pants before washing his hands. “Nice man! Hey by the way...” The guy called making Nate turn back to him confused “Nice dick, lucky lady” Fucking weirdo. Nate frowned and left the gas station chalking it up to a weird story he’d tell you and Sully when he got home.

   “Home.” Nate smiled looking up at Sully’s apartment window. He made his way inside using the keys he’d stolen the day he met Sully. All the lights were off when he arrived “Y/N? Sully?” he yelled shuffling through the apartment. Maybe you were asleep? Nate wandered around the apartment opening a few doors, Sully’s room, then your room. Nate’s eyes widened at the little bedside bassinet stood to the side, he scooped up the framed ultrasound on your nightstand. He is a dad. Nate bolted to the room across from yours that he hadn’t checked yet, eyes tearing up at the sight of pale blue walls, a crib, little clothes folded into piles on the softest rug he’d ever felt.

   The front door clicked open followed by laughter, your laughter. Nate practically launched himself into the living room, everyone silent and staring at each other. You almost dropped your cup of ice cream as Nate pulled you into a tight hug, the both of you fighting back tears. “Oh my gosh Nathan.” You smiled hugging him back letting Sully take your ice cream. Nate pulled back only to tug you in for a passionate kiss, trembling hands roaming across your bump. “Normally I’d be mad at the sucking face in the living room but this, it seems justified.” Sully chuckled hugging Nate when he popped up. “You- you’re!” Nate beamed kneeling down pressing his forehead against your belly with a wince from the bullet wound to his side. “I would’ve told you sooner but-” “I know, it’s okay” He hummed peppering kisses across your shirt. “I don’t mean to be that guy, but we can’t stay here...and Nate’s bleeding” Sully cleared his throat and rocked on his heels making you and Nate to look over at him. “I’m thinking Australia? And rubbing alcohol?” He smiled nervously. “What?!” You pulled away from Nate causing him to whimper, letting Sully help him up. You sat him down on a wooden chair and got to work. “Here we go again.” Sully shook his head looking for bags and boxes.

I know I’ve been gone for a bit, just got reallly stuck and busy. This blog really is just for fun but I’m glad so many people like it! Felt the urge to write again so I’ll probably write some more after this one! Everyone has been so, so wonderful <3 I think the next chapter of this will have a little hot and heavy patching up moment in the beginning and probably the baby later on! Sooooo yeah Love Snax - <3

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Wind

Tom Holland x Pregnant!Reader

You go on set with Tom, both of you thinking it’s harmless, but technically it’s not the safest place you could be while your 8 months pregnant

Warning⚠️: this not like regular ones reader doesn’t have the baby after getting hurt, Tom has a panic attack

»»——⍟——««A/n: wellll am I back? Idk tbh. I just felt like actually sitting down and writing something real not just the little bits lolol. Maybe I’m back maybe this was just a adrenaline rush but hey enjoy hehe

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It's perfect. That's the only way you could describe it. There's nothing better than this moment. If someone you're close to asked where your favorite place was, no hesitation, you'd say laying in Tom's arm. Call it corny, cringe, cliche, but it was true.

That fact only grows when you're pregnant. Now, you're pregnant with Tom's babies, twins, and that only makes you love being around him more. Some girls want their space when they're pregnant, but not you, not at all. You usually want to be around Tom as much as possible, and it only doubles when you're pregnant.

Tom knows. He's used to it by now. The first time you got pregnant, he noticed the way you were clingier. Not that he minded. He loved holding you and having his arms around you any time, so no big deal.

Now that you're pregnant again, he knows what to expect. He knows that as it goes on and you get more uncomfortable, he has to be around as much as possible, knowing he's the only thing that keeps you sane and happy while you're uncomfortable in your own skin.

Some days are better than others, but it's tricky, especially since Tom has to be on set. After you passed around five months, it got worse. He always tries to slip away when he can, leaving you things you need in the bedroom, wanting you to stay in bed as long as you can and not move around too much. Tom leaves you pillows and snacks, plus his hoodie so you can cuddle your big pillow and pretend he's there.

The one thing that was always extra ticky was sleep. No matter how much you'd lay on Tom's hoodie and cuddle with his pillow or how long you'd lay still in bed during the day, you can't sleep without him. During the earlier stages of your pregnancy, you'd trick yourself and act like he was there, napping during the day and being fine while he's gone, but that only lasts so long.

You're eight months pregnant now, and some days you almost can't bare him not being home. It made it that much worse that he had to leave early, and no matter how careful he was trying to remove himself from bed, you always woke up. You woke up, and you couldn't get back to sleep without him, leaving you in bed for the rest of the day, missing him.

Part of you did feel bad. Bad that you're so dependent on him, but the feeling always went away with how caring he'd be. Tom never complained, and he always found a way to help you however he could. Any time he did that, it'd make you so happy, and you wouldn't think about the slight guilt. He loved doing it anyway, so there was no reason to feel guilty.

Today is another regular day. Tom's alarm went off at 6 am, making him wake up and quickly turn it off, then look at you, who's curled up against him. He put his arm back where it was, laid across you, his hand on your swollen stomach, his thumb slowly rubbing circles, a small smile spreading across his lips.

He takes a few minutes, staying in that position and savoring the moment. Your back is against his chest, his other arm under your pillow, and your hands curled around his hand that peeks from under the pillow, both of you in a bubble of warmth and tranquility.

Then the moment he dreaded, after stretching the time as much as he could, Tom knew he had to get up. Slowly, he lifted the arm that laid on top of you, meanwhile trying to slide back and remove his body from yours.

To no use, tho, the very second his warmth left yours, you stirred awake, immediately knowing he was about to leave and not wanting it, turning around and trying to get him to stay.

"Tommy, no, no, stay! Please, stay," you whined. Your voice sounded broken and tired from sleep.

If you didn't sound so sad, Tom could've almost laughed at how you awkwardly tried to curl your body around his, trying to cling to him to make him stay. It is pretty impossible cause of your big stomach.

"M'sorry, Love. You know I have to go," he said, his voice also still thick with sleep. He brings his hand up and rubs your arm, looking into your pleading eyes.

"No, not today, just today, please. Don't want you to go," you pouted, still trying to lean into Tom, getting frustrated at how your stomach was preventing it.

Tom takes note, trying to think of a solution, not wanting you to be upset this early in the day. "Hold on, Love," he says. "Cmere." Tom turns you on your back, settling down on his side, curling his arms around you, pulling you sideways into his chest. "Better?" he asks, making you nod, tired pout still on your face. He thought for a moment, trying to come up with the best solution, only coming up with a single one that he wasn't super fond of, but it was the only thing his morning brain could come up with at the second.

"Alright, how about this; how about you come on set with me today?"

"Really?" your eyes light up at the thought.

"Yeah... I mean, as long as you promise to stay safe, I'm sure just one time won't be too bad," he smiles at you.

Tom, in general, is very protective, meaning he'd barely let you out of the house without him, not wanting something to happen to you or now your babies. In Tom's mind, there were plenty of things that could go wrong bringing you on set, but it's either that or leave you unhappy at home all day, and stress is bad for you right now plus, what's the odds something will happen anyway?

After you agreed, he called his manager, telling him he'll be a little late today, giving you time to take your time and get ready, plus time for you to wait for Tom's mom to come to pick up Mya, you and Tom's three-year-old, as she usually does every day to watch her while Tom is away.

Two hours later, you're on set.

"You sure about this, Love? I don't mind driving you back home if you like?" Tom says as you walk away from the car, starting to have his doubts.

"Yes, Tom," you smile. "You know I love watching you film anyways."

He can't help but smile, leaning to give you a kiss on your forehead as he slips his hand into yours and head closer.

You follow Tom as he gets ready in Hair & Makeup, then heads to his trailer to change. Pretty much everyone knew you, and you had fun seeing everyone again. Mostly, while Tom gets ready, you're sitting a few feet from him, out of the way, and just watching. Occasionally someone will say hi, but mostly everyone focused on other stuff.

Eventually, it's time to start filming. You and Tom walk to where he's supposed to be, him showing you and place you can sit and watch. It all goes smoothly. You smile as you watch Tom's scenes, even though you know little about what's going on, and you, every once in a while, will snack on the snacks you brought that are in your backpack.

At one point, they need to film scenes inside one of the set buildings. Everyone makes their way inside, Tom stopping to check on you for a few minutes before getting in his position.

The show Tom's filming is known for great CGI. Part of that reason is the custom big wing canon they use. When it's turned on, not only does it make it look like the wind hit Tom, but a lot of the time, it's powerful enough to make other things move, making it all look natural and less pressure on the CGI editing.

There's no way to know what it was about today. Everything was the same as any other day. The prop placement. The canon placement. There's no reason for any of it to change. Yet, that doesn't change the fact that when the wind canon gets turned on, and they started filming, all the wind and things moving, nobody could've predicted one of the prop rocks would go flying from its place.

Directly toward where you're sitting.

You didn't see it coming. You didn't have time to see it coming. Tom barely saw it coming, only noticed by the side of his eye how one object, compared to everything else, flew out into your general direction, making his heart immediately stop. His head snaps toward you, watching just in time as it hits you, sending you flying out of your chair and to the ground.

Most the things on set aren't real, the rocks and cars. Anything and everything around is for show, but it also needs to look like it's not fake. Soft, light prop rocks aren't going to pass.

It hit you right in the chest, and you were immediately unconscious. When Tom saw you not moving, he froze. Everything around him was too much. His lungs felt heavy, his throat felt dry, and he couldn't yell. Everything was within seconds, but he was the quickest to react, well, try to react. At first, he couldn't do anything, but a scream of your name eventually erupted from his throat.

For the scene he's doing, he was standing on a high-up ledge, also attached to a harness so he won't fall. Because of that, when he tries to jump and lung down to you, he can't. Instead, he's stuck dangling mid-air and strangling to get out of the harness, all while screaming your name.

Y/n!? Y/n! Are you ok? Y/n!"

"Tom. Tom! Calm down, stop moving so we can get you down!" Henry, the director, says. "Marcus, help Tom down, and Harmony call an ambulance for Mrs. Holland." Everyone scatters at the directions. Some go to kneel at your side, trying to be of any help.

Tom has to swallow his instincts and stay still so Marcus can control the harness strings and let him down. The second, Tom's feet are on (somewhat) stable ground, back where he started on the ledge he's pulling, tugging at the harness and throwing it away from him.

If this wasn't a terrible situation, and Tom focused on you, he would've stopped and been excited about the flip and sticking the landing off the 20-foot-high ledge he was standing on.

Once he's on the ground, he runs to you, trying not to trip over his feet, pushing the people around you out of the way, and gets by your side. His throat is dry again, mouth open, but nothing comes out. Tom's eyes wide, hands shaking as they ghost over your body. His gaze focuses on the small trail of blood going down your forehead. That's when his whole body starts shaking.

His vision goes blurry, and he doesn't know what to do. He starts hyperventilating. He feels like there's too much air in his lungs, but at the same time, he can't breathe. Everyone around you notices when he starts panicking, and they try to help, but it's too no use. He can't hear anyone or see their attempts. He only sees you.

In Tom's eyes, there's no telling how much time went by before he feels his body get pulled to the side and sees medics next to you. There are two more medics, one by him and one asking what happened. He still can't feel anything, numbness spreading around his whole body. He's unable to acknowledge the medic next to him, trying to ask if he's ok or needs assistance.

It doesn't take long for the medic to pick up on his incoherent state, his breathing uneven, and the crazed look on his face. The medic calls for an oxygen mask, quickly taking it and putting it over Tom's face.

It does help a little, making Tom come back to reality the slightest amount, enough for him to see the other medics get you on a gurney and wheel you toward the ambulance.

That makes Tom stand up, pulling the mask off his face and ignoring the calls from people around him, telling him to wait. He follows them, watching as they get inside the ambulance and close the door. And everything goes black.

Tom wakes up in a hospital bed. White walls and the sound of a beeping heart monitor. It takes him a second, but everything comes flooding back, and suddenly he's trying to get up, to get to you.

"Woah! Woah, Woah, mate! Settle down, settle down," Harry urges, getting up from his seat and standing next to Tom's bed.

'Y-Y/n- she- where-" Tom pants, unable to finish one sentence before starting another.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. It's ok, mate, she's fine."

Tom hears what he says, but something in him still can't fully comprehend it, and e continues to struggle and try to get up. "Tom, dude, stop, or they'll have to sedate you again," Harry chuckles, putting his hand on Tom's shoulder, wanting to keep him down.

"She's ok?" Tom asks, still now fully there.

"Yes. Y/n is ok, and the babies are ok.

"Wan' see her."

"Tom-"

"Please- mate, please," Tom whines, not caring how pathetic he sounds.

Harry sighs in defeat. Henry called Harry to meet Tom at the hospital to tell him what happened and when he arrived, the doctors said Tom had a panic attack, plus his oxygen levels went down. He'd be pretty out of it for a while.

Harry knew it probably wasn't the best idea to get Tom out of his bed, but he also knew Tom wouldn't stop until he saw you.

It takes a few minutes, but he finds a wheelchair and wheels Tom to your room. He wheels him next to you and leaves for you two to have time.

Seeing you brings him to reality just a little. You're still unconscious, and you have a heart monitor hooked up, but other than that, you look fine.

At that moment, exhaustion hits Tom like a truck. The full extent of the day's activities really come flooding in, and he's tired, incredibly tired. All he can do is smile, seeing with his own eyes that you're ok. He slides one hand and rests it on top of your stomach, sliding his other into your limp one, then just rests his head on the side of your bed, his eyes immediately shutting.

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Pregnant and emotional || Tom holland

Pairing: Husband/DadTom x pregnant reader

Unknown: Can you make one where Y/N is like 7months pregnant and is really emotional over something really silly or little things. Tom comes home and hears her crying then comforts her. And like during the day she gets emotional over everything as of her hormones being pregnant thanks :)

Me and Tom have been together for 5 years now and we have been married for over a year. After our wedding we planned that we would try for a baby. And now I'm 7months pregnant to a baby girl. When me and Tom found out I was pregnant we were so happy and so was his family. We're both 25 now, we're ready.

Being pregnant has been kind of hard for me. Luckily Tom has been with me every step of the way. I just worry that he will be at work filming when my water breaks. I don't want him to miss our baby girl being born.

His family are so excited for this baby, mostly his brothers. Harry always goes on about and I quote 'I will be the best uncle and always protect my niece she will love me the most!'. His family have been helping me through it all as well.

Right now I'm sitting on mine and Toms bed crying. To be honest I have no idea why, but I just came out of the shower and tried to brush my hair. Which was incredibly knotty.

"Fuck sakes Please just brush" I violently brush the big knot in my hair. I was sitting on the bed still in my towel. I was happy Tom wasn't here to see his wife crying because she couldn't brush her hair. He would think it's pathetic!

"Ugh forget it" I cry out, throwing the brush at the wall. I just sat there holding my towel to my body and sobbing.

Then my phone started ringing, I pick it up to see that Harry was calling me.

"Hello" I said trying not to sound sad. "Hey y/n you okay?" Harry asked obviously hearing my sniffles. "Y-yeah Im fine w-whats up?" I sniffed.

"TOM!" Harry shouted away from the phone.

"What!" I heard Tom shout back.

"Come here please! You told me call y/n but I think she's crying".

Tom was on set right now, that's why I didn't want to bother him. Luckily he is filming a movie in London, he decided it was best due to me being very pregnant. Normally he never has to come over to check me to see if Im okay, but he does it anyways.

Honestly all day I've been very emotional and it's probably all my hormones that's making me so emotional.

Tom took the phone off Harry. "Hey darling, are you okay? Is our baby girl alright!" I heard Toms worried voice.

"Y-yeah everything's fine. Harry is the one who called me" I sniffed, I am so bad at acting.

"Your crying I can tell. I know when your not okay y/n. I just wanna know Is the baby okay? Are you okay?"

"She's fine Tommy really. Go back on set"

"I'm coming home" he said.

I really didn’t want him to see me like this, "Nooo, Don't come here please" I begged now crying.

"Princess, If your upset I wanna make sure your okay. Your all I care about right now, okay. I'll be 15 minutes max. I Love you bye" He then put the phone down.

I just sat there crying more, thinking of how he's coming home because I'm being the baby. I didn't even realise that 15 minuets had passed so fast as I heard the door shut with footsteps. I was still sobbing into my hands, so I didn't even realise that Tom walked into the room.

"Princess what's wrong?" Tom sat next to me, moving my hands from my face so I can face him.

"Tom I told you go back on set" I look at him with a bit of a harsh tone, he didn’t mind though.

"Well I need to make sure both my baby girls are okay." He places his hand on my stomach that was covered by my towel. "You know you can tell me anything. Why you crying angel?" He wiped my tears.

"B-because this day is going so bad. First, I woke up a-and dropped my water all over me. Then I cried about that because I'm such a b-baby. Second thing i-is that in the shower I couldn't even wash my back properly. A-and now I can't brush my hair because of—of some stupid knot! that won't come out and now your here. Probably thinking why's my wife being a fucking baby because she can't do simple tasks. I just keep crying, I'm so emotional right now and your gonna just laugh" I ramble on full on sobbing.

"Hey, hey. Your not a baby for crying over certain things. And you should've called me If you was feeling very emotional today. I would never ever ever think that. I don't know what it's like being pregnant so I have no excuse to even laugh and I don't want to. Don't cry please. Because If your sad then our baby girl is and I will be" He kisses my forehead.

"I can't brush my hair" I cried into his chest.

"Here let me do it. Where's the brush?" I point to it on the floor by the wall. He then stand up, grabbing the brush from the floor,  standing above me. Tom brushed my hair carefully making sure he didn't hurt me. After he was done brushing my hair, he pulled out a pair of his joggers and a shirt for me to wear.

"Here put these on, I'm gonna set up a movie and i'll get you some snacks" He pecks my lips leaving the room.

I got my underwear on and then tried to pull the joggers up, however my bump was in the way so it didn't really help me.

"Tom?" I called, knowing he's the only one that can help me.

"Yes babe" He walked into the room seeing me with just my bra and panties on with the joggers half way up.

"Close your eyes!" I try hide my body but he doesn't listen, just walks over to me.

"Love, I've seen much more than this before. Do you want help beautiful?" he points to the joggers, I nod. Of course Tom has seen me fully naked before, I mean I am pregnant right now.

"I just feel ugly and fat" Shit, I didn't even mean to say that out loud.

Tom quickly pulled the joggers up then looked at me. "What! What did you just say" He looks at me, I just stay quiet. "You are the most sexiest, prettiest and most hottest girl i've ever known. Your pregnant not fat. Your so fucking stunning. Don't ever say that. Even the fans say you are beautiful ! Don't let anyone tell you different." he picks up my t-shirt and puts it over my head.

"I-I'm sorry" A tear fell down my cheek.

"n-no don't cry bubs or apologise. Just don't think about yourself that way, every inch of you is beautiful. I love you, okay"

"I love you too Tommy, so much. I'm so lucky to have you" I kissed him softly.

"I think I'm the one who's lucky Darling" he smiles into the kiss.

For the rest of the day we watch movies and Tom was there to comfort me. I love him so much and he's gonna be the best Dad ever. :)

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[jahayla-parker]

I have one for Tom to celebrate 🍾 your 100 followers!

Tom and Y/N go to see a film together for date night to celebrate Tom's new film Uncharted. When they get to their screen, Y/N learns that Tom rented out the whole screen for them to enjoy the film together.

While watching it, they notice someone come into the screen (not a staff member). Tom politely asks them to go but they don't. They notice Tom and Y/N and start asking a bunch of questions. They politely ask for her to leave them alone so they can enjoy the film. When she doesn't and continues to talk to them, they decide to leave and go home to watch a film instead.

Tom apologies for what happened, feeling like it's his fault. Y/N assures him that none of that was his fault in anyway. They spend the night watching films and cuddling on the sofa. (I'm also thinking Y/N could be pregnant as well)

Hope you like! 💜

Once again tysm for your support! I hope you like this!

Warnings: pregnancy, not proofread yet, self confidence issues, hormones, Tom being cute

Tom Holland X Pregnant!Reader

Family Date Night: Tom Holland x Reader

“Darling, please let me!” Tom screeches as he darts in between y/n and the cupboard.

Y/n giggles and shakes her head as she rests her hand on her bump.

“ ‘er wanting the crisps hm?” Tom asks, spinning around to face his wife with a box of saltines in his hand.

Y/n nods and goes to grab the box from him but he shakes his head and kisses her forehead as he opens the box for her.

“Tom, I can open things. I’m not broken” y/n teases.

Tom rolls his eyes. “‘course not. But you could get a paper cut opening the box, and we wouldn’t want that” he says, leaning down to kiss y/N’s baby bump as he tears open the box.

Y/n smiles and shakes her head, Tom has been like this since finding out she was pregnant.

He’d always been protective of her, but now he had a baby to protect too and… well he may have gone overboard.

“Too much?” Tom asks, rubbing his neck as he lifts the now-opened box back up.

Y/n grins at him and shakes her head, “‘s okay baby, we appreciate you protecting us”.

Tom blushes and sets the box on the counter so he can hold y/N’s lower back with one hand and rest the other on her stomach, “always”.

They stay like that in relaxing silence for only a few minutes as y/n’s feet start aching again.

“I’ve got to sit down T” she says, squeezing his hand that was resting on her stomach.

Tom’s eyes widen and he nods, grabbing the box from the counter and guiding her to the couch.

Y/n groans as she plops down on the couch and Tom pulls her feet up to rest on the ottoman.

Y/n begrudgingly chews on a few of the saltines as Tom rubs her swollen feet.

Tom chuckles as he looks over at his 8 months pregnant wife and sees her eating the crisps with a cranky look on her face.

“‘s the matter love?” He asks, knowing very well she’s probably bored again.

For the last few weeks the doctor had been wanting her to rest. He’d allowed her to take some short walks here and there but mostly wanted her off her feet.

This resulted in y/n getting very bored and her emotions becoming even more irregular.

Tom arranged for a movie night at their local theater for later this evening for just the two of them.

He hated taking her into public after she became pregnant. People, including fans, were even less respectful and wanted to feel her bump or ask her questions or comment on how she looked.

It was uncomfortable for y/n to have that many eyes on her when the pregnancy had been rough for her already.

Any of the pregnancy symptoms someone could get, y/n for in full swing.

So while she was used to fans of both her and Tom commenting in things they shouldn’t be, her pregnancy hormones caused her emotions to be much stronger and she began to get uncomfortable and despise being in the public eye.

Tom knew how bored she’d been and he’d been doing anything he could to help.

They tried board games, puzzles, video games, reading, etc. It would work for a little but then she’d lose focus and get bored again.

Tom recalled how focused she was when it came to movies and how badly she had wanted to be at his Uncharted premiere after party to help him celebrate.

He’d conceited to her going to the premiere with him. He of course wanted her there but was worried about her and the baby with that many people around.

But y/n worked with his crew and got it to where she could walk in with Tom and get the normal photos on the carpet with him and be protected by his security while she waited for him to finish his obligated interactions.

However, he was not okay with the idea of the after party. He knew how crazy the film crews could get after approving reviews at premieres and he wanted his amazing wife and their future child she was carrying no where near that.

Instead, they went home to relax and quietly celebrate together but upon seeing her disappointment in the break from their routine, Tom promised to make it up to her.

Therefore, he’d rented a private theater for the two three of them tonight. He wanted to grant her -and himself- privacy but also grant her the ability to go to a public setting and have it be semi-normal again.

He knew she’d been dying to see some of the new releases that were in theaters, so this idea combined all of his priorities; namely his loved ones’ safety and happiness.

Y/n shrugged and continued eating as her eyes watered. She hated this. Yes she was upset but she wasn’t this upset.

“Oh love” Tom frowns, lowering her legs gently before coming to kneel in front of her.

“I made us plans tonight” he whispers, brushing her messy hair off her forehead.

Tom smirks as her eyes glimmer as she looks at him in surprise.

“Tonight’s date night will be at y/t/n” Tom smiles, softly set angling her hair with his fingers.

An instant warmth and happiness takes over her features as she grins up at Tom.

He smiles back and kisses her forehead before stroking her belly.

——

Y/n tugs down on the shirt she put on for tonight, hoping to stretch it a bit more.

It wasn’t that she hated her baby bump, but she hated that even her maternity shirts she bought were not super flattering.

She knows that’s a ridiculous thought but it was date night after all and she wanted to look good for Tom.

As she stares at the shirt in frustration, Tom enters their restroom and wraps his arms around her, his hands clasping together over her baby bump.

“I know it’s frustrating for you darling but you look absolutely stunning and you’ve made a wonderful home for our little angel here” Tom whispers, kissing her neck.

She blushes and snuggles into his embrace causing him to grin and press soft kisses anywhere he can reach.

“Tommy, can you help me with my mascara? I can’t get close enough to the mirror” she giggles, handing him the makeup tool.

Tom frowns, he hated that she felt she needed to wear any makeup. He accepted it made her more comfortable but she was clearly struggling and it was doing more harm than good, yet she still wanted to wear it.

“Darling, you know you don’t need this right?” Tom says, switching his spot so he can reluctantly apply her mascara.

She gives him a soft smile, “I don’t want photos of me without it though, it’ll just give people more things to comment on”.

Tom sighs and sets the makeup down, grasping her face in between the palms of his hands.

“Y/n, that’s the hormones talking my love. You normally don’t care what people say; which you shouldn’t because their ignorant. But, even so, baby, you don’t need to worry about that tonight” Tom says.

“But, the workers and the audience” she mumbles, frowning as she thinks of the people watching her.

“I’ve got that all handled darling, I promise” he grins, holding up the mascara in question to see if she still wanted it.

She shakes her head and smiles, “let’s just go”.

Tom sets down the mascara and hums in satisfaction, letting his hands lower until he can grab her’s, “perfect”.

——

Y/n giggles excitedly as Tom rejoins her in the theater, this time with the snacks she wanted.

Tom smiles and gives her a quick kiss before handing her the popcorn.

A wide smile takes over his face as he sits in the loveseat with her, his arm draped over her shoulders and she smiles up at him in relaxation.

After a few trailers have played, she quickly sits up causing Tom to become concerned.

“Where…” she mumbles, trying to navigate through her pregnancy brain enough to collect her thoughts and make sure she didn’t already know the answer.

Tom watches her and although he has a feeling he knows what she’s asking, he patiently waits; knowing she wants to be able to communicate her thoughts.

Y/n wracks her brain for an explanation as to why there’s not one person in the theater other than them.

Tom had arranged a price side door entrance for them so she wouldn’t need to interact with the workers or have them see her.

When they entered, she assumed he arranged an early entrance for them as well since no one had been in there yet.

However, it was now into the trailers and still no one had entered despite the theater being dark.

When Tom promised he had taken care of things for the night she assumed he meant the separate and early entrance and that the rest of the audience would be joining after them when the room was darker.

She turns to look at Tom only to find he was already watching her, a small nervous smile on his face.

“T? Where’s everyone?” She asks.

He bites his lip, running his hand over her arm, “I told you I’d take care of our privacy and safety tonight honey”.

Slowly comprehending what he meant, her jaw parts slightly, “you.. you rented it out for just us?”

Despite the darkened theater, the light from the trailer playing before the exposed Tom’s blush.

“Tommy you didn’t need-“ she begins, pointlessly shuffling to look at him better; her bump preventing much of a change.

Tom smiles as he takes her adorable appearance in. He can’t believe how lucky he is to be married to her, let alone expecting a child with her soon.

“I promised I would make up having us skip the Uncharted after party and I knew how badly you missed the movie theaters” Tom admits.

Y/N’s eyes water causing Tom to panic, “I..I’m supposed to be doing the celebrating for you. Tom it’s your movie we’re celebrating, I should’ve been the one to do this, instead I’ve been at home being lazy and-“

Tom dizzily shakes his head, “Darling no, stop. You were not being lazy my love. You’re taking care of our little one. The doctor wanted you to rest. I needed you to rest baby girl. Please don’t feel guilty for that beautiful”.

“B-bu-but” she whimpers, unable to stop the flow of emotions she was experiencing between his dedication for tonight and her guilt.

“Shhh” Tom pleads, standing up so he can kneel before her again.

This had become a normal occurrence for the two. Not wanting her to stand and stop resting her feet, he’d kneel before her to he could still look into her remarkable eyes and try to calm her emotions.

She sniffled and scrunched her nose as she tried to stop crying.

“Precious, it was my decision for us not to celebrate that night. Furthermore, I’d much rather you be spending your time being the amazing mum you have been for our little one instead of anything else. I know you are proud of me and the movie love, I promise. You don’t need to show that. All I need from you my love is to ensure you and y/c/n are safe; and you’ve done unbelievably wonderful at that. Now come here “ Tom says, helping her adjust in her seat so he can sit behind her and let her rest against his chest.

She draped her swollen legs over the arm rest of the next seat and leans her head against Tom’s chest.

Tom’s back supported by the armrest on the other side of the loveseat they’re sharing.

“I really am proud of you T. We both are” y/n smiles.

Tom blushes and kisses her forehead, “I know and I’m so blessed. You two are the only critics I need”.

“Thank you for tonight” She whispers as the opening credits begin.

“Anything for my loves” he says, kissing her shoulder and resting his hand on the baby bump in front of him.

—-

Tom’s attention had of course been on y/n and the baby more than the film playing, so he was quick to notice her shifting in her seat.

“Do we need to adjust?” Tom asks her.

Y/n tilts her head back to look at him and shakes her head no.

Before Tom can decide which concern to ask next, she grabs his hand from her arm and lowers it to her bump.

As Tom feels y/c/n kicking wildly, he feels his eyes water.

The first time the baby kicked he’d been so worried it hurt y/n and pleaded with y/c/n to be gentle.

However, after much reassurance, y/n convinced Tom it wasn’t painful and he’d come to love it.

Y/n snuggles back into Tom as his hand still rests on their active little one.

Tom smiled to himself as he mentally calculated the days until the projected due date. He couldn’t wait to have y/c/n in his arms and y/n not feeling as uncomfortable.

At least until then, he’d found a way to get them all their peace and safety while still enjoying some family time.

——-

Tom squinted as he saw movement in the left side of the theater. He tried to remain calm by assuring himself it was just a crew member doing a routine check, although he’d asked them not to.

“Tommy?” Y/n whispers, having now noticed the intrusion.

Tom groans, angry at whoever interrupted her evening.

“Excuse me, this is a private screening, I believe you’re in the wrong theater” Tom says, forcing himself to be polite.

The person doesn’t respond and only continues to walk into the theater more, getting closer to them.

Tom protectively tightened his grip around y/n, ready for whatever might happen.

Noticing his tension, y/n sighs, “sir, ma’am, whoever you are… please just let us enjoy our night”.

The intruder begins to laugh and walk close enough that everyone can see each other now in the dark.

“I thought that was you guys!” The girl says, still laughing in disbelief.

By now, Tom has risen from his seat to stand in front of y/n.

“Excuse me?” Tom asks, venom coating his tone.

Y/n grabs his hand from behind and gives it a squeeze in an attempt to calm him.

“Tom Holland and Y/F/N Y/L/N Holland! Omg I’m a huge fan!” She says.

Y/n sighs and squeezes Tom’s hand again to remind him to be respectful rather than protective.

“Thank you. We’d like to enjoy the film in private please, so if you wouldn’t mind leaving” Tom says, squeezing y/N’s hand back.

The fan disregards his request and gets her phone out. “How far along are you now? OMG you have to be near your due date now right?!”

Y/n tries to sink into her seat as if that’ll help get her out of this situation. Tom’s muscles clench as he once again pleads for the fan to leave.

“I mean, you’re huge, you’ve got to be close!” The fan adds, enthusiasm showing the insult was unintentional.

That doesn’t stop Tom from wanting to lay it into this person for ruining their night and insulting his wife.

However, y/N’s grip on his hand keeps him from retaliating.

“That’s enough, you’re not going to speak that way to her. We’ve asked you to leave so we can enjoy our night, but you won’t. So we’ll leave” Tom says, turning around to face his wife.

“Come on angel” he says, helping her up. She looks at the snacks and back at Tom.

Tom stifles a laugh and promises he’ll grab the snacks too.

——

“I just hate when they do that. I’m sorry I didn’t get enough in place to prevent it” Tom sighs, his arm tugging y/n closer to his chest.

The whole ride home and every moment until now when they’re cuddled on the living room couch, Tom apologized profusely for what happened.

“Please stop apologizing T. It wasn’t your fault. The fact you went through all of that in the first place is the sweetest thing” y/n says, popping some m&m’s into her mouth.

Tom grins down at her and kisses her forehead, “I’d do anything for you. For either of you”.

“We know Tommy. You’ve already been an amazing dad to y/c/n, and I’m so excited to see what’s next. Plus, you’re kinda the perfect husband “ y/n giggles, playing with his hair.

“I don’t know about perfect my love but I’ll certainly strive for it. You two deserve the world” Tom says, feeling more secure now that they are home and he can guarantee their safety.

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[merrellholland]

Secret Santa [2/2] → t.holland

A/N: Okay so someone requested this and I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG ALKSDF

Anyway... this is PART TWO of Secret Santa! So if you haven't read part one... you should read it! Or not, I can't tell you what to do ;)

Part One of Secret Santa

Before you read:

Y/L/N - your last name

Y/M/N - your middle name

Warning(s): mentions of giving birth and labor

Word Count: 1.2k

Never in your life would you be expected to end up with Tom Holland, the guy from work who seems to be the literal definition of a wet blanket. But life is complicated, and not everything goes according to plan. You’ve been dating Tom for two years and have been married for one now, and all three years have been magical. 

Nora recently turned eight years old, meaning that you and Tom arranged a whole big birthday party for her and her friends as well as some family members. You would think there would be someone coming from Nora’s biological mom’s side, but they all wanted nothing to do with her or Tom. 

But that was alright, because Nora had you to call mom. At first, it was strange hearing a five year old call you mommy. But now you couldn’t be any happier. After her birthday party, you secretly asked her what she wished for when she was blowing the candles on her Elsa and Anna cake. 

“I can’t tell you Mommy! Because if I tell you then it won’t come true” Nora replied when you asked her. 

You sigh, you wanted to make sure that Nora had what she wanted, “Come on baby, tell me! I promise it will be our little secret nobody will know” you tell her. 

Nora pouts and contemplates whether or not to tell you, but she finally gives in. “I wish to have a baby brother or sister… but I really want a baby brother” she says seriously. 

Your eyes widened, sure you eventually wanted kids and you did have a forever future with Tom… but taking the next steps seemed scary. “W-well that’s a very big wish, anything else you wished for?” You ask nervously. 

Nora shook her head, “Nope! I already have too many Elsa dolls and markers… this is the only thing I want for my birthday.” She says while you nodded trying to comprehend everything that Nora said to you for the past five minutes.

That night when you and Tom went to bed, you were trying not to think about what Nora was saying, but it was the only thing that was on your mind. 

You sighed, “Tom?” you whisper hoping that he was awake. 

Tom groaned and tightened his grip around your waist, “What?” Tom groaned in his sleepy voice. 

Your heart was beating fast, “Do you ever… imagine us taking care of another child?” you ask him. 

Tom’s eyes widened but then he started smiling uncontrollably while looking up at your beautiful and intricate face. “Why do you ask that?” he says while grinning. 

You smile back, “Well… let’s just say that I know what Nora wanted for her birthday” you say to him. 

He starts sitting up and you stay in your position while looking at him, “Wait a sec, are you saying-”

“She wants a baby brother or sister… but she really wants a baby brother” You smile at him while he looks down on you. 

It was silent, just the two of you in your thoughts. The bedroom was silent yet it was filled with so many thoughts. 

Tom finally breaks his trance and looks at you, “Well then what are we waiting for?! Let’s make some babies!” he says while towering over you and attacking you with his kisses all over your neck and lips. 

You unfortunately stop him, “Wait Tom are you sure about this? Do you think we can… raise another child?” You ask him, concern fills his eyes. 

He gently caresses your face, “I’m spending the rest of my life with you Y/N, of course I want another little human with you… because your my anchor in life and I love you Y/N Y/L/N. Plus I also want two munchkins to help me with Mother’s Day every year.” He says to you which makes you giggle like a teengers who has imbalanced hormones. 

You nod your head, “Let’s do it then, not to mention that I also need two munchkins to help me with Father’s Day every year.” You say to him while smiling. 

Tom smiles at you and then lowers himself onto you, the both of you having one of the most magical nights of your lives. 

—

When Nora first got the news that she was getting a sibling, she was beyond excited, but with that excitement she also became protective of the human growing inside of you. She made sure that you got enough sleep, she did all of the household chores for you, and she even helped you and Tom decorate the crib and made sure to add her own touches. It was clear that Nora was going to be an amazing big sister, and you were excited for the little human to arrive. 

You and Tom decided to keep the baby’s gender a surprise, none of you knew if it was a girl or a boy so all three of you decided to help brainstorm names for both genders. 

Nora had a huge say in the names, if she didn’t like the name she would demand you two to never consider that name ever again. 

Now nine months later, you were expected to give birth soon. By soon, it meant that you were currently in labor and 10 centimeters dilated. Your face was full of sweat, your Mom was on the left side of you while Tom was on the right. One of your hands was gripping your Mom’s hand tightly while your other hand was gripping Tom’s hand for dear life. Your screams were something that you never knew you were capable of until now. 

Tom was saying nothing but sweet things to you, “It’s okay baby, I’m so proud of you… We’re all proud of you. Don’t you dare give up now, you're so strong darling, you're almost there my love” He said to you while you were breathing heavily. 

Your Mom was agreeing, “That’s right just like Tom said, you are so strong sweetie you can do it one more push!” she says. 

You screamed your loudest and just like that a new human was welcomed. The nurses quickly cleaned your baby with a cloth and took all of the measurements. 

Finally you were united with the wonderful human that had lived in you for nine months. You were crying as you held your baby while Tom was also crying and kissing your forehead endlessly and whispering, “I’m so proud of you”. 

The midwife finally said, “Congratulations! He's a healthy boy!” She exclaims. 

You and Tom looked at each other and smiled uncontrollably, you then looked at your mom at the other side and smiled at her too. Nora would finally get the baby brother that she wanted. 

— 

After an hour or so, Nora finally entered the room along with Tom’s parents and your father. They all held the baby and whispered nothing but sweet things to him. Finally it was Nora’s turn. 

Nora carefully held him, making sure to support his head. She then smiled and looked at you, “Thank you for giving me a brother” She said to you. 

You start to tear up yet again, “Thank you for being the first person to call me mom” you say to her while smiling.

As Nora hands you back the baby boy, your Dad finally says, “So what’s his name?” 

You look at Tom, he then nodded with tears in his eyes. You turn your head to look at Nora and she nodded excitedly. You then smile at the baby boy in your beloved arms. 

“His name is Miles Y/M/N Holland.” 

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Main Masterlist

ANON ✰

What is that? ✰

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[lvstrucks]

tom holland masterlist

'tis the season

summary: taking baby to meet santa

a missed chance

summary: tom thinks he's missed his chance with you when you become a single mom

misunderstandings

summary: tom worries you're being unfaithful after listening to his friends

baby's first hot chocolate with dad!tom

first night out without the baby

taking your baby boy to watch tom play golf

hey, pumpkin

summary: you and tom disagree over which holidays you'll celebrate with your baby

tom's baby taking their first steps

running errands with dad!tom and your newborn

miss americana & the heartbreak prince (series)

summary: when you’re called in to fake date tom holland for two months to fix his public image, you never expect anything to blossom between the two of you…

sick in NY

summary: tom takes care of you when you're sick

girlfriend

summary: staying the night at tom’s leads to you suddenly meeting his family during a surprise visit

thirty reasons i love you

summary: tom struggles to find a meaningful gift for your birthday

i'm spider-man

summary: meeting someone you like is always awkward. especially when she has no idea who you are

jacket

summary: picking up tom & harry from the airport. sooo much fluff

hold your horses!

summary: rumors fly during an interview leading to a shock announcement for tom and his girlfriend

jellybeans

summary: the antics of tom and his girlfriend on the red carpet ft. annoyed harry

mini dates

summary: tom and his girlfriend just want to spend time together (smau)

beauty secrets

summary: tom crashes his girlfriend's vogue video

pink lines (series)

summary: when you find yourself alone, pregnant and scared there’s only one person you can turn to. but where do you draw the line between friendship and more?

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[oh-puffle-cakes19]

Caring For You

Pairing - Arvin Russel x Pregnant Reader

Summary - Arvin love towards you, never burning out. Now that your pregnant, he is being a bit more protective over you as usual! Sweet reassure to him, calms him down.

Warnings - swearing, mentions of being naked in the bath but that’s all! It is fluffy!

A/N - Thank you for your request @justapurrcat such a sweet soul! Make sure you read their fanfiction as it is good! Love making this request, it was interesting. Hope you enjoy 🥰

Word count - 1K +

The boy you grew to love and cherish was a bit quite and grumpy towards people, sometimes to yourself but you found something else too! That being a better soft side to him, you love how he loves and cherish you just the same way as you do to him!

Finding out that your pregnant with a little one, Arvin is over joyed with Grace for you and him. He is happy to start a little family of your own. Although, he can be quite over protective in some areas. None the less you find him quite endearing, even when you have to step in to reassure him that everything is ok!

You lay in bed with Arvin’s arms gently, wrapped around your baby bump. Soft snores come from you as Arvin kisses your cheek, “Sleep well, my love and you too! Little one,” he smiles, the baby must of heard him because your little munchkin kicked in your womb just a tad.

A few hours later, in the middle of the night. You stirred in your sleep, the baby in you now fully awake wanting attention as they kick. You sat up as you going to get out of bed to get a late night snack, Arvin seemed to be awake too.

“Where are you going, Darlin’?” Arvin softly questioned, he held your arm to stop you from moving.

“To get something to eat, the baby won’t stop kicking and I’m hungry,” you sigh as your tummy rumbled but you are also tired.

Arvin immediately, jumped up out of bed urging you to go back into bed. “No, no sweetheart! You stay right there, I’ll go get you some food,” Arvin kisses your forehead, “what would you like?”

Arvin grins as you couldn’t get a word in to do it yourself but you guess he’s showing that he cares, which is really sweet.

“Just a ham roll would do with some fruit,” you smile, “And also that chocolate bar you bought me, Thank you Arvin!”

“It be my pleasure, ma’am!” Arvin winking at you teasing as he walks downstairs to the kitchen.

You smile as you pull the cover back over you, of course you would get yourself food but you knew there was no point arguing with your husband.

Arvin didn’t like the idea that you got up in the middle of the night to go downstairs, he was protective like that.

Also, it was cold downstairs, Arvin didn’t want you to catch a cold to make you ill. you deserved a break at least at night, you cooked and clean while looking after the house and then you gave your love to Arvin.

Arvin loved you so god damn much, he would do anything for you! He made your food, then brought it back up to you. Talking to you while you eat so he can make sure your asleep before him.

Arvin will have his arm around you that much tighter, worried that you will wonder off in the night without him. You smile, grateful that he cares, it’s just he’s got a funny way in showing it.

🧋

After last night, Arvin got more protective starting from little things to bigger things.

Arvin hated that he had to leave you alone to go work but he had to work to make sure you live. That’s the only thing in life, he couldn’t change.

However, Arvin did make changes in the past week for the both of you in your little home.

“Arvin, Did you put that shower holder up on the wall?” You giggle, “we got that months ago and you didn’t put it up,”

“Oh well I decided that you didn’t want to bend down that much with your bump and all,” Arvin smiled, kissing your cheek.

“Oh ok, Thank you that’s great!” You smiled and kissed his cheek. You think nothing of it but him just being helpful around the house, which you are grateful for.

“Bye, Darlin’ love you!” Arvin kisses you on the lips gently, “love you, little one too!” He bends down kissing your growing bump.

“We love you too, Arvin bye,” you kiss back smiling, waving at him at the door step as he went off to work in his car.

You start to make breakfast for yourself and then after, just about to pick up his laundry but seeing it’s already in the basket.

That’s strange, you thought. Normally, he leaves it on the floor for you to pick up. You giggle as you place the laundry into the machine.

Arvin being at work today is nice because as much as you love him. You adore the peace as well while, doing the chores around house.

You look over to see the ironing board already set up? You swore you put it back last night, maybe you have forgotten? You thought.

You plugged in the iron to start on Arvin’s shirts, playing soft music in the background on the radio as you worked.

In Reality, it was actually Arvin placing the ironing board out for you. Just before he went to work, he loved to do the little things for you.

Arvin made sure he can do as much as he can for you, without you noticing too much because then you will worry. He can’t have you worrying, it’s not exactly good for you or your baby. 

You walk to the grocery store to get some fresh food such as meat and vegetables. you needed those ingredients to cook a good casserole dinner for tonight!

The shops were only 5 min walk, your lucky that you actually live near them or else you knew Arvin would try to take you there. You prefer to walk, getting exercise is good for yourself and your baby.

You get home to pack the shopping away, seeing that the frigid is clean? You swear that it was dirty yesterday, you was going to do it today. Did Arvin actually cleaned it? Or has your eyes not working, you giggle. 

You sweep the floors, dust through the rooms as much as you can. Make the beds with new sheets as you stripped the old, throwing them in the wash. Your about to have a shower, groaning how you need to clean the shower first but.

To your surprise, the shower is immaculate! Your eyes widen, Arvin must really put elbow grease into that one. You smiled as you can have a shower, you didn’t really like showers not that much but just a quick one will do until later. 

You had a shower, got dressed only seeing it was around 2-3pm. You had to have lunch after, you was talking to your baby as it kicked but fell asleep on the bed.

🧋

When Arvin got home, you was going to prepare and do dinner. Greeting him with a hug and a kiss seeing that sometimes, he’s grumpy after work. He lightens up after seeing you, which you adore.

You went into the kitchen to do the dishes as you left some from lunch and breakfast. You hear rustling around the living room, you went to see what it was. You immediately noticing that Arvin quickly, sat back down on the couch. 

“Arvin, what was you doing? And why are there extra pillows on the couch?” You asked, as you went in the living room just about to cook dinner but something else caught your eye.

“ oh I added them, so your comfortable when you sit down,” Arvin looked up from his newspaper, “Talking about sitting down, why don’t you sit down Darlin’?”

“Arv, awe Thank you but you know I’m making dinner! I can’t just sit down,” You rushed back in the kitchen but a certain someone following you, “Arvin! I can cook while I’m pregnant, it’s not going to effect anything,” you giggle, playfully.

“I know, I know but I just want you safe! Honey,” Arvin looks around the kitchen to see plugs in the sockets, taking them out, “why did you do that for?” You asked, just as you was going to bend down.

You saw Arvin get the pots and pants out for you to cook dinner, “You certainly didn’t need to do that! Mr,” you tutted, your arms now folded.

“The sockets could burn you and I’m just being helpful, don’t want you to bend too far to hurt yourself,” Arvin kisses your cheek, taking out an rag to clean the surface for you.

“I can do it myself, Arvin! I don’t need you to do that stuff for me, Baby,” You pout, taking the rag from him, “It is nice for you to do things for me but not every time,”

“But what if you hurt yourself?” Arvin whispers, lowly as he has his head down like a puppy, “I just want to protect you, I don’t mean to get in the way,”

You bring your arms closer to him, wrapping them around his waist. “I know, your not getting in the way sweetheart! Your just loving me and our baby,”

You laid your head on his chest as you snuggle further into his body, “I know you may be scared or worried as your mum, bless her passed away but don’t worry! I’ll be ok!”

You look up in his eyes smiling, his warm, brown eyes smiling back at yours. In a heart beat, Arvin kissed you passionately. “I understand your words, Darlin’,” he smiles, kissing you again, “I love you and our baby, so much!”

“Me and our baby loves you so much too! Arvin,” you grinned to him, “now, please go back in the room and let me cook,” you kiss his cheek as he nods, walking over to the room.

“And, also I know it was you, who did all those little thing for me ARVIN RUSSEL!” You laugh pretending to be angry, playfully waving your hand over your head with your wooden spoon.

Arvin just laughed as he ran out the kitchen into the living room, “Can’t help myself, Darlin’” he smirked, even thou you couldn’t see it. It was mostly to himself because he knew how to treat his woman!

You sigh in peace as you cook for yourself and him, you call him for dinner when it is ready. Arvin is more than grateful to have dinner with you everyday, your food is so delicious!

“Thank you, sweetheart!” Arvin pulls your chair out for to sit down, kissing your cheek.

“Your welcome, baby! And your such a gentleman,” you tease, smiling.

“Always, for you Doll!” He winks as he sits down himself, you kiss his cheek back smiling at his sweet gestures.

“It is delicious, Darlin’” Arvin takes his fork to put some in your mouth, “so fucking sexy, as always,”

You blush, “you want to feed me? Butter cup,” Arvin smiled, you nodding.

“Go ahead, ahh,” Arvin said, opening his mouth widely.

You place your fork into his mouth, laughing at his stupidity. Arvin never fails to make you smile.

“Yummy, sweetheart! Especially, by you,” Arvin licks his lips, continuing to eat with you.

🧋

You lay in the bathtub full of bubbles, Arvin’s idea of taking care of you. He made a bath for you to relax you.

“Arvin, please lay in the bath with me,” you give him your pouty lips and heart eyes.

“Fine, sweetheart!” He chuckles, how can he say no to you?” He strips as quick as he can.

“Yay, hurry up!” You playfully say, “alright, you demanding woman! Your going to be the death of me,” Arvin chuckles again, sliding in behind you.

Arvin wraps his arms around you in the bath with hot water and his touch tingling your skin, your finally relaxed.

“Does that feel good? Honey,” Arvin whispers, grabbing your sponge washing your neck and chest. He nibbles on your ear as he kisses it.

“Mm, so good! Arv,” You lean back more against his chest, as he washes and caresses you with all his love.

Arvin’s large hands going over your baby bump is so unreal, it feels heavenly! he pushes you a bit forward, gently washing your back too.

“So beautiful, Darlin’! All round with my child, so fucking grateful to love you! And our child!” Arvin kisses your shoulders as he presses you into himself again.

“No wonder why, baby! Your so good at loving us, your going to be a great daddy, Arv!” You smile, taking your hand to put it into his hair behind you.

“And you are going to be such a great momma, Y/N,” Arvin grins into your touch, loving your soft finger tips graze him.

“Arvin you are a good, handsome man, I love you so much and our baby will too! Nothing isn’t going to happen, and it’s going to be ok!” You smile reassuring him, knowing he is excited, happy for this baby to come but at the same time afraid and nervous too!

“You are gorgeous, precious woman, I love you so much too, Darlin’ as well as our baby! Thank you for being there to reassure me, I appreciate it,” He smiles as nozzles his head into your shoulder.

You giggle as his hair strands tickle you, he holds you closer. You both embrace into each other’s beautiful hold as you bath together.

You finally get out of the bath as it goes cold after about an hour. Arvin gets up first, of course telling you to stay.

“Here darlin’” Arvin brings you a fluffy, warm towel. He helps you get out the bath, to make sure you do not slip!

Arvin even, wraps the towel around you. He has a towel around himself, holding your hand as you walk to the bedroom to get dressed to sleep.

Arvin helps you get your pjs on since sometimes it is a bit of a struggle. You giggle as he puts the top the wrong way on you.

“It should be more, clear not my fault!” Arvin tryed to excuse himself as he laughed with you. Gosh he be pouting, but it is a luxury for only you to see this side of him.

You and him get in bed, he holds you as usual. Snuggling into one another, Arvin will definitely make sure you are not cold.

“Goodnight Darlin’, sweet dreams! Love you so much and you too little one,” Arvin whispers into your ear, very clearly smiling.

“Night, night love you so much too, Arvie,” You whisper back, “and you too little one,” you giggle.

Arvin blows the candle out, you and him snuggle back into each other drifting off into a peaceful slumber.





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