Admitting Pt.1

admitting pt.1

a/n: this was so much longer than i planned it to be 1234 words... i’m gonna make a part two for this because i’m too tired to finish the of this fic right now it’s 2:30 am... ok enjoy

pairing: enemies to lovers!tom x reader

warnings: one bad word, lil’ pinch of angst not really, fluff, Tom falling in love

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As much as you hated Tom, your family were still friends with his. Your parents trusted Nikki and Dom with all their heart.

You and Tom never got along. Ever since you were children, you fought and annoyed one another to no extent. The reason was unknown to why you two acted this way.

Your parents were going out of town for their business trip and left you with the family they trusted most: the Hollands.

After hours on end, you finally agreed to stay over at theirs, hoping Tom wouldn’t be there due to his current fame.

“C’mon, Y/N, we’ve got to get going,” your mom called from the kitchen.

Groaning, you dragged yourself out of your room, “Fine.”

Your family lived right across the street from the Hollands, making the transfer easy and fast.

“Afternoon, Y/M/N,” Nikki said embracing my mother before looking at me, “Y/N, I haven’t seen you in such a long time,” it was true, you’d always avoided going to the Holland household, even if it were a stupid excuse. Admiring your figure, she commented, “You look so mature and gorgeous now.”

“Thank you,” you finally said, giving her a warm smile.

“Now, Y/N, you better behave, this isn’t your home. Don’t disobey their rules, okay?” Your mom gave you a stern look.

“Yeah, I know,” you said, crossing your arms.

“You better get going, Y/M/N. Wouldn’t want you to be late,” Nikki said realizing what the time was.

“Oh my, yes I should. Thank you so much for letting Y/N stay over,” she gave Nikki a final hug, “and you better behave,” she pointed a finger at me before giving me a kiss on my cheek and rushing back to the car.

“Thank you for letting me stay over, Mrs. Holland. It means a lot to me and my parents,” you were truly grateful for their generosity even though you hated their son.

“Oh, it’s no problem. Also, you can call me Nikki,” she winked, giggling. She then called down one of her sons, “Harry, come help Y/N to her room and carry her bag up the stairs, will you?”

She patted you on the back one last time before leaving you alone, standing awkwardly at the bottom of the staircase. Luckily, you didn’t have to stand there long, for the curly haired boy came down the stairs not long after.

“Harry,” you embraced the boy.

The two of you were friends being that you were in the same grade.

“Y/N/N, how are you doing?” Harry asked.

“Stop with the formalities, we literally saw each other yesterday,” you said playfully smacking his arm.

He chuckled, “Just trying to be my best. Now, let’s get you to your room.”

He grabbed your small, white suitcase and lugged it up the stairs, leading you to the room you’d be staying in for the next couple of days.

“Voila, welcome to your room,” he opened the door to the guest bedroom, revealing a well decorated, yet comforting room. “I’ll leave you to unpack. When you’re done, you can join Paddy and I in the living room. We’re going to be playing Super Smash Bros.”

“Definitely,” you smiled, taking up on his offer, “I won’t be long.”

Unpacking and getting the feel of the room took about 10 minutes. The view of the backyard was magnificent from this room. You could see the garden, fireplace, and pool from your window. The bed was queen-sized and tucked with a basic grey duvet. There were decorative lamps on the bedside tables, including a clock and other decorations.

You rushed down the stairs, remembering Harry’s offer. They were sitting on the couch, practically jumping when they made their attack. 

“Hey, Padster,” you said, ruffling his hair as you sat in the cream colored arm chair. 

“Hey, Y/N, wanna join?” He asked pausing the game, halting Harry’s attack.

“Hey!” Harry complained.

“Nah, I’ll let you finish this round against Harry,” you lightly declined.

“Alright,” Harry cheered, “no offense.”

You laughed, “None taken.”

After sitting in the seat and watching the two boys bicker over the game, you decided to get yourself a glass of water. 

“Hey, Y/N, are you enjoying your stay?” Nikki asked, seeing you enter the room.

“Of course, just feeling a bit parched,” you said, hoping she caught onto your desperation for water.

“Oh, yes. Here,” she handed you a bottle of water, letting you go back to the boys as soon as possible.

Just as you sat back into the seat, the door opened, revealing the brown, curly haired, muscular boy you despised. A warm smile spread across his face before meeting your eyes.

“Y/N?” Tom was shocked. 

He hadn’t seen you in 2 years. He left to go filming and would occasionally visit home, but he never saw you. He gawked at your newfound beauty. You were practically glowing. You had curves in all the right places and a beautiful complexion. 

“What’s up, Spideyboy,” you laughed at the teasing nickname.

“What are you doing here?” He had already shut the door behind him and sat himself in the seat next to yours. 

“Parents are on a business trip,” you answered nonchalantly.

“Oh,” his feeble attempt to start a conversation completely failing, seeing as you gave no thought to it.

Getting bored, you asked if you could play with Harry and Paddy, and they gladly accepted. You were rusty, but your skill was still good enough to destroy the two boys. They had even teamed up to go against you.

“Damn, Y/N/N, didn’t know you were that good at Smash Bros,” Harry sighed.

“Neither did I,” you laughed as the boys, except for Tom, joined in.

Tom was too busy admiring you. He noticed how you changed and matured, not just in looks, but in knowledge and age. He was feeling an attraction towards you and he wouldn’t admit it.

“Dinner time, kids,” Nikki called out from the kitchen.

You guys shut down the game and rushed into the dining room. The aroma lurked through the entire house and you inhaled it freely. The dinner smelled delicious.

You sat across from Harry, who sat next to Paddy, who sat across from Tom.

Just as you presumed, the dinner was scrumptious. You thanked Nikki and Dom for the wonderful meal and excused yourself, going to wash the dirty dishes you had used.

“No need to do that, darling,” Nikki’s voice appeared behind you, startling you a bit. “Go have fun with the boys, you’re our guest.”

You thanked her once again, escorting yourself to the patio, where the boys had relocated to look at the dazzling stars in the navy blue sky. They laid in a line, leaving a space in between Harry and Tom for you. 

“Come,” Harry said patting the space beside him, “it’s beautiful.”

You slipped down, laying with your arms under your head. They truly were beautiful. You could get lost staring into the vast sea of stars and planets. 

You faintly felt muscular arms scooping you off the grass and carrying you back into the warm comforts of the Holland home. You snuggled yourself into the hard chest of the person, feeling relaxed and sleep was slowly overcoming you. 

Tom gently placed you onto your bed, tucking you into the thick sheets of the bed, “Goodnight, Y/N,” he said gently, kissing your forehead gently before exiting the room.

! next part !

If you feel comfortable with writing It. a holland sister when she think she might be pregnant? her and brad did sleep together. you can decide If It’s negative or positive.

it’s longer than expected but definitely a good request... thank you for sending it in!!!

here’s the fic: pregnant

hey guys, so I don’t know what direction I want to put moonlight in, so if you have any suggestions or ideas for me, you can comment or send in a submission. for now, I’m putting moonlight on hiatus until I have an idea of what I want to do with it. enjoy your day 🥳 and stay safe

pregnant

request: If you feel comfortable with writing It. a holland sister when she think she might be pregnant? her and brad did sleep together. you can decide If It’s negative or positive.

a/n: wow this is a lot longer than I expected it to be... this was very interesting to write,,, i made brad a one night stand oops because it’s me and i love angst :) also the reader is a holland sister

warnings: one swear, pregnancy scare, angst, fluff, mention of one night stand not detailed

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Y/N stood shaking in her bathroom, dropping the white and blue stick onto the counter. Positive, it read.

For a week or two, she had constantly gotten morning sickness, but she didn’t think much of it. That is until her period was late, as in two weeks late. Everything was aligning. She felt more tired than usual, had to use the restroom more often, and her unstable emotions.

Only a couple days before she noticed herself feeling sick, she slept with Brad. Y/N met him at a frat party and hooked up with him. It wasn’t her first time at a party, but it was definitely her first time having a one night stand. She was sure that they used protection. Bloody hell, she was even on birth control.

Tears rolled down her rosy cheeks, her bottom lip trembling. She was a single mother at the age of 20. She wanted to do so much more in her life. Y/N placed a hand on her stomach, feeling a wave of comfort wash over her. She was obviously going to keep her baby, single mother or not.

The only struggle left was telling her family.

She washed her face, making sure she looked decent before telling them the news. She slid the pregnancy test into the pocket of her hoodie, bringing it with her to reveal the truth. Her hands were trembling, and she took short breaths.

She decided to tell her beloved brothers first. She dragged them all into one her room, shutting the door behind her.

“Y/N/N, what’s going on?” Sam engaged.

“Is everything alright, darling?” Tom observed your trembling.

“You’re not dying, are you?” Harry burst.

“No, I’m not dying, Harry,” Y/N rolled her eyes, “I have something really important to tell you guys, and I wanted to tell the three of you divs first.”

“How about mom and dad? And Paddy?” Harry asked.

“I’ll tell them after, but I’m not sure if I want Paddy to be involved. He’s still young,” she sighed, “Anyways, please don’t freak out when I tell you guys and make sure not to make a big deal out of it.” Y/N was about to tell them when she hesitated, “Also, if you guys hate me after this, I’m sorry, I hope you’ll still see me as your sister.”

The three boys looked nervous and concerned, nodding for you to go on.

“I-I’m pregnant,” Y/N swallowed, pulling out the test in her pocket.

Pure silence spread throughout the room. The boys’ jaws dropped, but no word, not even a sound, peeped from them.

Tears started to fill Y/N’s eyes, thinking that they hated her, “I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful. I shouldn’t have even slept with that guy. Please don’t hate me.”

“We don’t hate you, Y/N/N,” Tom finally said.

“Yeah, we love you and at least you used protection, right?” Sam looked at her sternly.

“Yes, yes, of course,” she giggled, relieved that she didn’t let down her brothers.

“I call being the godfather!” Harry shouted, raising his arm.

The three of you shushed Harry, hoping that your parents hadn’t heard.

“Now, I’ve got to go tell mom and dad. Wish me luck,” Y/N said, walking to the door.

“Y/N! Just know, we’re here for you. We’ll help you with every step of this journey, alright?” Tom warmly smiled.

She smiled back, nodding and whispering “thank you” before exiting the room, leaving the boys to themselves.

The reaction her parents gave her left her relieved. She was glad that her parents didn’t judge her for the accidental pregnancy. They told her that they would be there for her through the entire thing. Dom wanted her to make sure it was positive by taking multiple other tests, and Nikki just wanted her beautiful daughter to be happy.

She did as she was told and took multiple other tests. When she came to see the multiple negative tests, she felt at ease, yet disappointed. Although the child she was convinced she had wasn’t actually there, she felt upset that there wasn’t someone else with her to comfort her. Of course, she had her family, but having her own child felt like a different comfort. A feeling that couldn’t be described.

Turns out, the “symptoms” she experienced weren’t really symptoms. She wasn’t late for her period, it came later on in the day. The morning sickness and fatigue were from her consistent partying. Finally, her unstable emotions, as well as her urge to use the bathroom more often, were just a sign that her period was coming.

That night, she asked for her whole family to gather in the living room. They already knew what it was about, but the possibility of her pregnancy being positive or negative was still edging them on. Paddy was confused, not understanding anything about the situation, as he was under-informed. They were bickering between each other, excited to hear the news.

“After many, many pregnancy tests, 30 to be exact, I am...” she stalled, increasing the suspense.

“What? You are what?” Harry quipped.

“I’m not pregnant! I can still do everything I’ve dreamed of and find a husband who will help me raise my child, if I ever get one that is,” Y/N was glowing, “Although, this is quite disappointing. I don’t know why, though,” she frowned.

“Oh, darling, it’s a sign of motherhood. You already loved that baby in your stomach, but now that you know it’s not true, you’re disappointed. No worries, though. I’m sure you’ll find someone soon,” Nikki gently rubbed Y/N’s arm.

“Now, now-” Dom started, only to be stopped by Nikki.

“She an adult now, let her live her life, will you?” Nikki rolled her eyes.

“It’s okay, dad, I won’t be looking for that for a while. I’m going to fulfill everything on my bucket list first,” Y/N comforted her father.

“Anyone want to watch Onward?” Tom asked, breaking away from the subject.

Everyone nodded in agreement, some choosing their own seat and some going to the pantry to grab snacks for the family. As everything settled down, a calming silence washed over them and the movie began to play.

Out of nowhere, Harry asked, “Will I still get to be the godfather of your child, though?”

“Of course, Harold, of course,” she laughed.

The entire family was laughing and she took a mental picture of the moment, never wanting to forget her loving and accepting family.

what do you want to eat

a/n: if you sent in a request and i haven’t written it yet, i’m so sorry, i’ll try to get it done... this writers block is ruining my vibe,,, also, thanks so much for 500 followers i love you all so much, thank you for the support ( ˘ ³˘)♥

warnings: slight sexual implications, fluff, tom is a tired bastard

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Although you and Tom were only friends, the two of you lived together and occasionally slept together. They had denied their feelings for one another, afraid of ruining their friendship. Everyone knew that they had feelings for each other, but no matter what they said, neither you or Tom believed them. 

With the quarantine, you and Tom were able to spend more time together than ever. You guys got even closer, if even possible. You guys had even thought of making a move on the other one, but shoved the idea away. It would be awkward living with someone who rejected you. 

The day had started normally, with you prepping lunch.

“Yo, Tommy! What do you wanna eat for lunch?” You asked, yelling at the curly brunette. 

“You,” he simply said, yawning.

He was still fazed by sleep, rubbing his eyes as he walked into the kitchen. His grey sweatpants were loosely dangling on his hips, revealing the band of his Calvin Klein trousers. 

“W-What?” Blood rushed into your cheeks and you felt a heat rush through your body.

“Hm?” Tom asked innocently.

“You just said- um- what?” Your voice raised to a squeak, feeling flustered.

He thought back to what he said and realized what your question was, “Oh my god, that’s not what I meant! I heard you incorrectly, I thought you were asking who was making lunch. I was just so tired and I wasn’t fully awake. I’m so sorry, darling.”

“No, it’s okay. I get it you were tired, but seriously, what do you want from lunch,” you deadpanned.

A slight grin returned to his lips, “I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you were my lun-,” your hand reached up and smacked his arm, “hey!” He laughed.

“Shut up, you div,” you were sure your face was red now.

He chuckled, “Alright, just surprise me,” he winked.

“Div,” you shouted as he walked away, swaying his hips from side to side.

“Your div,” he corrected.

You giggled, not denying it. 

The two of you were whipped. That was for sure.

Can you do a fic where the reader just watch the Steven Universe finale and Tom is comforting them?

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a/n: sorry this is super short. i’ve never watched steven universe so i did tros because i’ve watched that many, many times. 

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Y/N was sniffling gently, tears rolling down her face. She had just finished watching Star Wars: The Rise Of Skywalker for the third time, and she still couldn’t believe they killed off Ben. 

“Darling?” Tom asked, rushing into the room.

“Why?” Y/N sulked, dramatically spreading her limbs on the bed.

Tom chuckled, noticing the end credits of Star Wars rolling on the screen of her laptop, “Did you watch The Rise Of Skywalker again?”

“Yeah! How could they do something so evil? He was a good man! He saved Rey from death. Death!” She cried.

Tom snuggled into bed beside her, holding her in his arms. Her whining was muffled by his chest, and she began to calm down. 

“He’s just a character, love,” Tom whispered into Y/N’s hair.

“Ben is not just a character! He’s a man of good. His whole life was filled of pain and betrayal until he met Rey. Rey had turned him back and they killed him!” She kept complaining.

“I know, I’ve been in that position before, but-” Tom was cut off by another outburst.

“His last line was ‘ow!’” She shouted into his chest.

Chuckling once again, Tom continued to stroke her hair, cuddling her to sleep.