#tomdaya x daughter!reader

[alyswritings]

Hurting

Request: tomdaya x daughter where they find out she’s self harming :(

Tomdaya x daughter!reader

Summary: Tom and Zendaya find out something heartbreaking about their daughter.

Warnings: talk of self harm

a/n: PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS CAN TRIGGER YOU!!! thank you for the request

(gif not mine)

Y/N and Tom are outside and he's helping her with volleyball.

"So, just make sure you keep your fist closed like this." Tom instructs. "That way you don't hurt your thumb. And then hit it like that." He hits the volleyball, it going up in the air and across the yard.

"That's what I do, but it still barely moves." Y/N whines.

"You'll get it, love. Don't worry." Tom softly chuckles.

"No. I swear, I'm athletically challenged." Y/N pouts, sitting down.

"Well, if you are, that's nothing to be ashamed of." Tom says, patting her on the head before walking off to get the volleyball. Tom gets the ball and walks back over, standing by his daughter.

He looks down, going to say something, but stops when he notices something on her leg. Tom's eyebrows furrow as he looks at her thigh, seeing the cuts. He glances at her other leg, seeing the same cuts on that one.

"Love, what happened to your legs?" Tom asks.

"Hmm?" Y/N looks up at him, confused.

"There." Tom points to her thighs. Y/N looks down at her legs, her eyes widening in panic.

"Oh, it-- it's just shaving nicks." Y/N dismisses, pulling her shorts down.

"In lines?" Tom asks.

"Yeah. Yeah, uh... still kind of suck at it." Y/N lets out a small, nervous laugh. "I'm gonna go get some water." She gets up and quickly goes inside.

- - -

Y/N is napping on the couch in the living room. Zendaya goes upstairs, hearing rummaging in the bathroom and she walks in, finding Tom going through the cabinets.

"Tom?" She calls and he only spares her a short glance. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for sharp objects." Tom mutters.

"Sharp objects?" Zendaya asks. "Wh-- why?"

"Y/N has cuts on her legs." Tom informs.

"Cuts?" Zendaya asks.

"Yeah. Like... she said they were shaving nicks but they looked like..." Tom stops himself, trying to not break down. "They looked intentional. Whether it was by her or somebody else. They were on her upper thigh. I--"

"Okay. I'm gonna look through her room." Zendaya says.

"That's invading her privacy. We--" Tom says.

"Well, if she's cutting herself, I need to invade privacy if she won't talk." Zendaya says, walking out.

After looking through the bathroom, Tom went to Y/N's room where Zendaya was still looking and Tom starts helping.

Tom opens a drawer that's full of random stuff and he rummages through it. Tom stops when he finds a bag that has three razor blades in it. His hand slightly shakes as he picks it up, holding it up.

"Babe?" Tom calls.

"What?" Zendaya turns, freezing at what Tom's holding. "Oh, my God." She whispers, her hand covering her mouth in shock, tears springing to her eyes.

Tom's sad eyes look back at the bag in his hands, his heart aching at the idea of where they've been and what they've been used for on his baby girl.

- - -

Tom and Zendaya waited for Y/N to wake up and talked about how to talk to her about it.

Y/N is sitting on the couch and scrolling on her phone.

"Hey." Zendaya greets her daughter, managing a small smile. "Baby, we need to talk to you." She says. Tom and Zendaya sit on the coffee table in front of Y/N.

"I didn't do it." Y/N says.

"You're not in trouble, love." Tom assures. "Get off the phone, please." Y/N glances between them, but listens, turning her phone off and putting it down.

"What?" She asks. "What, did somebody die or something?"

Her parents share a glance before Tom takes something out of his pocket. He puts the plastic bag of razor blades on the couch next to her. Y/N feels her heart drop and her blood runs cold.

"What, uh... what's that?" She tries to act clueless.

"That's what you need to tell us." Zendaya says.

"Mom--"

"Love." Tom cuts her off. "Are you..." He quietly clears his throat, doing his best to push his tears back. "Are you hurting yourself?" He barely manages to croak out.

Y/N glances between her parents who are both trying to hold their tears back at even the idea of their daughter being in any sort of pain.

"I-- n-no." Y/N mumbles, messing with the hair tie around her wrist.

"Y/N, the truth." Zendaya says.

Y/N sighs, looking down.

"Yes." She mumbles.

Both parents' hearts break and Tom lowers his head, covering his face as he feels some tears slip out. Tears fall down Zendaya's face and she blinks, trying to stop them, but failing.

"I'm sorry." Y/N starts to sob. "I didn't want to, I-- I don't know how it happened. I just... last year, my-my mental health just didn't... it got really bad. And I started struggling with everything -- school, social life, myself. I just... it made me feel something. I'm sorry."

"Last year?" Zendaya quietly asks, her voice cracking. Y/N nods.

"November." She whispers.

"Darling, if you didn't feel good, you could have come to us." Tom says, his voice raspy as he tries to keep the sobs in.

"I'm sorry." Y/N sobs. Tom puts the bag of razors on the floor and he moves to sit next to Y/N. He pulls her into a tight hug, cradling her to his chest. Zendaya sits on her other side and joins the hug, her head resting against her daughter's.

"I didn't wanna be a burden or anything. I just... I'm sorry." Y/N cries.

"Shh, baby. Shh, it's okay." Zendaya whispers, stroking her daughter's hair. "We got you, baby girl."

"We're right here. It's all right, darling. Let it out." Tom mumbles while he rubs her back. The two share sad looks, both shedding their own tears, but trying to not completely break down knowing their daughter needs them.

They continue to comfort Y/N for a few minutes until Tom pulls her up, having her sit up between them. Tom wipes some of Y/N's tears away before cupping one side of her face.

"We're gonna get you help, all right? We'll figure this all out and we'll get through it. We're right there with you." Tom tells her.

"Yes. Every step of the way." Zendaya adds, rubbing her daughter's arm and holding her hand. "If you feel like hurting yourself, we want you to come get one of us, okay? If you have the urge, come to us."

Y/N nods, sniffling.

"I'm sorry." She hiccups again.

"No, baby. Come here." Tom pulls her and Zendaya back into another hug, Y/N sandwiched between her parents. "We're sorry we didn't notice how much you were hurting."

"Let's just say I have excellent acting skills." Y/N comments.

"That'll be a lot funnier to us later." Zendaya says. "But still, we're your parents. We should've seen at least one of the signs."

"It's not your fault. I'm just really good at hiding it." Y/N weakly smiles.

"Well, no more hiding it." Tom says. "It's not healthy and we both really care about you and we love you more than anything. We want you to be okay. You got it?"

"Mm-hmm." Y/N nods, sniffling. Tom kisses her on the head.

"Tomorrow, we're gonna look into therapy and what we can do." Zendaya says. "How about tonight is just a movie night and all the cuddles in the world? You can sleep in our bed."

Y/N smiles a little and nods.

"That sounds nice." Y/N says, sniffling.

"We love you." Zendaya tells her.

"I love you guys, too." Y/N says as her mom kisses her temple, the two continuing to comfort their child.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse @venomsvl @wildieflower @aliciacat20 @allyson15 @gabbylovesreading @itsmaneskinbitch @mrvlxgrl

[myjealouseyes]

Thinking about how utterly gross Fame!au Wolfstar!daughter and Harry would be once they go public.

Extreme PDA. Getting caught in very compromising positions by the paparazzi because they always have to be touching each other.

Wolfstar!daughter name dropping Harry on stage while she sings a song she wrote about him.

Harry directing a project and insisting that wolfstar!daughter be with him because she’s his muse.

Harry getting stopped by fans for autographs and pictures and they ask him if he’s attending one of her shows and he’s TOO geeked to tell them he’ll be there.

First time at one of Harry’s premieres as a public couple and they can’t stop giving each other bedroom eyes.

The fans eat it up! They were starving for so long they can never complain.

[samwrights]

Master List

As my list of fiction grows, it’s going to get harder to keep track of everything; so here’s the master list!

Homesick Master List

Summary: Tony and Pepper’s daughter Madelyn just graduated from Midtown School of Science and Technology. Without her parents knowledge, she managed to land an internship with her dad’s business to keep her busy over the summer and to prepare her for what she wants to do with her future. But she isn’t the only one with a Stark Enterprises internship—and now she’s stuck working with some overly excited ongoing sophomore named Peter Parker.

Pairing: Stark!Daughter x Peter (OC) Warning: Talks of substance abuse, death, and underage smoking.

Breaking Policy

Summary: First submission for @madmadmilk‘s 5k Celebration! Reader works at Starbucks in LA during the premier of Spider-Man: Homecoming

Prompt: Summer Job AU Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Humidity

Summary: Another submission for @madmadmilk​‘s 5k Celebration. THIS IS NSFW.

Prompt: Netflix and no chill...cause the AC’s broken. Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader Warning: SMUTTY AS HELL.

Perceived Imperfection

Summary: One more submission for @madmadmilk‘s 5k Celebration. Plus size!reader and Tom do an interview for the Ellen Show, where she gets to share what she struggles with as Tom’s partner.

Prompt: Body positivity piece. Pairing: Tom Holland x Plus Size!Reader Warning: Mild talk of eating disorders(s)

The Game Master List 

Summary:  Tom Holland, Harrison Osterfield, and Jacob Batalon started a game back when they first began filming Spider-Man: Homecoming—to sleep with as many different extras as possible before the movie premiered. Their current targets are the ladies of the band Navy Skies, a ragtag group of young adults that were blessed with the opportunity to play in the homecoming dance scene. Fed up with the boys’ sick game, Laura and Zendaya are taking bets on who gets their heart broken first.

Pairing: fuckboy!Tom x OC, fuckboy!Harrison x OC, fuckboy!Jacob x OC, hints of TomDaya  Warning: Language, sexual themes.

I Don’t Mind

Summary: Based off of Defeater’s ‘I Don’t Mind’. You reflect on what ended yours and Tom’s engagement. How, despite moving on and being in a happy and healthy relationship, you could never forget the events that brought you to where you were today.

Pairing: ex!Tom Holland x Reader Warning: This story talks of an abusive relationship--physically and mentally. TW.

Pool Shark

Summary: Written for @upsidedownparker‘s 5K writing challenge. Reader has gotten a little too good at pool, and now her husband wants to play. THIS IS NSFW.

Prompt: Mob AU Pairing: Mob!Tom x Reader Warning: This is incredibly NSFW, and does a bit of kink work.

Remembering Sunday

Summary: Written for @notimeforthemessenger‘s 500 follower writing celebration. Peter has finally rejoined the world of the living after his encounter with Thanos. But was it even worth it?

Prompt: Remembering Sunday - All Time Low Pairing: Peter Parker x Unnamed female character Warning: Indirect mentions of suicide.

How To Fight

Summary: A relationship of any kind is a partnership. You gotta understand each other. You need to know and understand each other’s love languages, how to cheer each other up, how to support each other, and most important, how to fight.

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader, Tom’s best friend!Reader Warnings: Uncomfortable conversations of borderline verbally abusive relationships?? They tryna get healthy. Also hella angsty?

There’s No ‘I’ in Team

Summary: After years of running, you’d finally had enough. Normalcy, routine; anything was better than being on the run and hiding away from the world. Even in the close comfort of your understanding, warm, vanilla boyfriend: Steve Rogers. Written for @noshitstark 1.4k writing challenge! Congrats, Nikki! 

Pairing: Steve Rogers x super!Reader  Prompt: “Who the fuck?” + “Language” + “Whom the fuck?”

Headcannons can be found [ HERE ]

[alyswritings]

hiii! how are you?

i wanted to request something with tom holland and zendaya as parents? maybe them going out with baby!reader and toddler brothers to a very crowded place and being spotted by the paps and them trying to protect their little family from the cameras.

sorry if the grammar is bad! english is not my first lenguage, have a good day 💗

The family of five get to a restaurant. Zendaya keeps a good grip on both of their sons' hands while Tom holds their one year old daughter.

"People." Y/N comments, looking around the busy restaurant.

"Yeah. Yeah, lots of people, love." Tom acknowledges. They walk up to the host stand after the people in front of them are led to a table.

"Hello, how many?" The hostess asks.

"Five." Zendaya answers.

"Outside or inside table?"

"Outside?" Tom quietly asks and Zendaya nods. "Outside, please."

"Do you need a high chair?" The hostess asks.

"Oh, yes, please." Zendaya nods.

The hostess gets two normal menus and three kid menus before leading them outside and to a table. She puts the menus on the table and walks away, the family sitting down. The hostess returns with a high chair.

"Thank you." Tom tells her and she smiles and nods, leaving. "There you go, love." He puts Y/N in the high chair.

"No." She whines, holding her arms out to her dad.

"Baby, you eat in the high chair." Tom says.

"You." Y/N pouts, making grabby hands.

"Okay, but when we get our food, you're going in the high chair." Tom says, taking her out and placing her on his lap. Zendaya sits across from Tom and the boys sit between their parents.

They all figure out what they want and order and eventually get their food. Tom puts Y/N in the high chair and helps her deal with her food, cutting it up small enough for her to eat.

"Remember to chew." Tom warned her as she began to eat. The two boys calmed down enough, both immediately digging into their food.

They're in the middle of their meal when they can hear distant clicking. Tom ignores it, not thinking anything of it at first. The clicks continue to be heard and even get closer. Zendaya glances around, spotting the six paparazzis.

"Tom." She quietly says.

"Hmm?" He looks up at her. She glances in the direction of the people and Tom looks over, spotting them. "Are you fucking..." Tom whispers to himself, shutting his eyes in annoyance.

"Tom, just... just stay calm." Zendaya says.

"Can they never just leave us alone?" Tom hisses. "We have our kids."

"I know. I know. Just... just stay calm. For them." Zendaya motions to the three children. "Hey, buddy, why don't you put your hood up?" She suggests to her son sitting to her right.

"Why?" He asks.

"Just do it, please." Zendaya tells him. The eight year old gives her a weird, confused look, but does as told. "Thank you."

"C'mere, baby." Tom gets up and moves Y/N's high chair to the other side of his chair so her back is to the paps. "There we go." He kisses her on the head before sitting back down.

"Full." Y/N says, glancing at her mostly empty high chair table.

"Okay. That's cool. You sure you're finished?" He asks and she nods. She holds her arms out to Tom and he takes her. He sits her on his lap so her back is still to where the paparazzi are. "You want your milk?" He asks, grabbing her sippy cup.

Y/N nods, taking the cup from him and downing a few gulps.

"Can I put my hood up?" Their five year old asks.

"Yeah. Yeah, of course, sweetie." Zendaya says and he puts his jacket hoodie up.

"Why do we need these on?" Their oldest questions.

"Just... just to protect you from the cold." Tom says.

"It's not cold." The oldest argues.

"It-- it's a bit nippy, no?" Tom asks, looking at Zendaya for help.

"We'll explain later, baby. Okay?"

"Fine." The oldest mumbles, eating another bite of his food.

They manage to finish their meal and Tom pays as soon as possible, the family leaving after.

"Now can you explain?" Their oldest asks while they get in the car, Zendaya buckling Y/N up. Zendaya sighs, shutting the back door and walking over, getting in the passenger seat. She and Tom share a silent conversation and she nods.

"Okay." Tom sighs, turning around in his seat to look at his children, mostly just talking to his sons. "You two remember when we told you guys about how people take unwanted pictures of us and other people who have jobs like ours, right?"

"Yeah." The eight year old nods. Their second son takes a moment to think before nodding.

"Well, a few of those people were across the street from the restaurant earlier. And we made you wear your hoods so that hopefully they weren't able to capture your face -- at least very well. Same reason I moved Y/N's high chair."

"Why can't they see our faces?" The oldest asks.

"We just don't want you guys exploited all over the internet. Yes, we post you guys on social media occasionally, but there, we get to decide which photos are posted. You shouldn't be photographed while just trying to eat dinner." Zendaya explains.

"Yeah, we were just trying to protect you guys." Tom states. "So, what do you say we just go home, take some baths, and then watch a movie or two until bedtime?"

"Yeah!" The five year old excitedly nods and grins making his parents smile.

"Okay." The eight year old nods.

"Y/N/N?" Zendaya calls. "Movie?"

"Mobie!" Y/N cheers, clapping.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse @venomsvl @wildieflower @aliciacat20 @allyson15 @gabbylovesreading @finleyyylovesyou

[alyswritings]

could i request a tom and zendaya as parents and one of the parents has to go off for a film job and the baby/toddler is really missing them and the parent with them struggles thank u !

Tom left a few days ago to start filming a new movie, Zendaya and Y/N staying back home.

Ever since Tom left, Y/N hasn't been able to sleep, the goodnights over FaceTime not doing justice to the real thing. She's been sleeping in her parents' bed every night, but still doesn't sleep. Her lack of sleep has also effected Zendaya who doesn't sleep as much since her daughter is up.

Y/N hasn't had to be away from either of her parents for too long since they both reeled back on acting to focus more on their child than their careers. This is only Tom's second project since having Y/N and the first one was filmed close to home so he didn't have to travel anywhere and came home every night.

"I want daddy!" Y/N sobs.

"I know, baby. I know. Your daddy's working." Zendaya says, trying to comfort her child.

"Daddy!" Y/N wails.

"I know, baby. I know. I miss him too." Zendaya says as Y/N crashes into her mom's chest, sobbing into her shirt. Zendaya frowns, placing a soft kiss to her daughter's head. "I know, sweetheart. But we can FaceTime him later."

"No!" Y/N sobs.

Zendaya sadly sighs, hugging her daughter tighter.

A few hours later, Y/N is taking a nap, having exhausted herself from crying, and Zendaya is on the phone with Tom.

"It's, like, the third meltdown this week. She's not used to one of us gone. And this past hour is the most sleep she's gotten in days." Zendaya says.

"Well, what if... what if you guys just came here?" Tom suggests.

"What?" Zendaya asks.

"Yeah. I mean, she's not old enough for school, you're not filming anything there or anything. I don't see what obstacles there really are." Tom says. "Hell, we should've just done this in the first place."

"But what if she gets homesick? Or what if I get homesick?" Zendaya asks.

"We'll use my days off and fly home. Especially cause if she's here for too long, she'll start crying for her uncles and grandparents and all that." Tom chuckles.

"Yeah." Zendaya lightly laughs. "Okay. Okay. Yeah. I will... I will buy the plane tickets, pack."

"Okay. So, I'll see you two soon, then?" Tom says.

"Yep." Zendaya asks.

"Okay. Love you. I gotta go, they're calling me." Tom says. He blows her a kiss and she blows one back. "Kiss Y/N for me."

"You got it." Zendaya softly smiles as the two hang up.

- - -

Zendaya and Y/N walk onto the set, Zendaya holding her daughter's hand.

"Whoa!" Y/N gasps, marveling at the place. Zendaya softly laughs at her reaction.

"This cool?" Zendaya asks and Y/N vehemently nods.

"Hey! There's my two favorite girls!" The familiar British accent cheers.

"Daddy!" Y/N screams, grinning, and running towards him. Tom grins, crouching down and holding his arms out. Y/N crashes into him, her arms wrapping around his neck.

Tom softly groans as he picks her up, tightly hugging her and sways back and forth.

"Oh, hi, my love." Tom greets, kissing her on the head. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you a lot." Y/N states, hugging him tighter.

"Oh, yeah? How much?" Tom asks.

"This much." Y/N holds her arms out to her sides.

"Oh, wow, that's a lot." Tom gasps. "You know how much I missed you?"

"How much?" Y/N asks.

"That much." He points to her extended arms. "And..." He puts her down before holding his arms out. "This much." Y/N giggles, tugging on his hoodie until he picks her up again. "And hello, my adult love." Tom smiles at Zendaya.

"Hi." She quietly says, kissing him, and smiling.

"So... somebody told me you haven't been sleeping lately." Tom says, looking back at his daughter.

"I just missed you." Y/N defends, showing him her puppy dog eyes that always manage to melt his heart.

"Well, then it's a good thing you have me back. Because now you can sleep as long as you're able to." Tom says.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse @venomsvl @wildieflower @aliciacat20 @allyson15 @gabbylovesreading @itsmaneskinbitch

[alyswritings]

Bullied

Request: hiiii do u mind doing a Tom and Zendaya as parents where like the reader is barely in kinder and some kids have been being mean but they don’t tell Tom and Zendaya till the school has to tell them ?

Tom Holland x daughter!reader, Zendaya x daughter!reader

Summary: Tom and Zendaya find out their daughter is getting bullied.

Warnings: talk of bullying

a/n: thank you for the request! hope you all enjoy!

(gif not mine)

Y/N walks out of the school building, looking around for either parent. She soon spots her mom standing on the sidewalk and Zendaya waves when she notices her. Y/N grins, running over to her mom.

"Mommy!" She grins, hugging her when she's close enough.

"Hey, baby." Zendaya hugs her back. "How was school?"

"It-- it was good." Y/N says, smiling. She doesn't mention how a couple of kids had dumped everything in her backpack out during recess.

"Great." Zendaya softly smiles. "Come on." She grabs her daughter's hand, leading her to the car. "So, tonight your grandma's gonna watch you."

"Why?" Y/N asks.

"Because daddy and I have to come here to talk to your teachers." Zendaya says.

"About what?" Y/N asks.

"About you. Your behavior, your grades." Zendaya says.

"But I-- I don't get in trouble. And you guys are always happy when I tell you a grade." Y/N says.

"I know. I know, baby. It's okay. We're not saying you did anything. It's a parent/teacher conference. All of the kids' parents come to school and their teachers just update them on how the kids are doing. Good or bad."

"Oh." Y/N mumbles.

"So, you're gonna be eating dinner with your grandma tonight. Mommy and daddy are gonna have to leave before then." Zendaya says.

"Okay." Y/N nods.

- - -

Tom and Zendaya are sitting in the classroom and the teacher sits across from them.

"Sorry for the small wait." The teacher says.

"Oh, no, that's okay." Zendaya assures, giving her a polite smile.

"So... Y/N. Y/N is... she has all As -- well, 100s, 90s. She's always friendly and she's very sweet. She tries to help people with other things. She's good at listening and knows when to pay attention. She really causes no problems."

"There is, however, one concern, though."

"What is it?" Tom asks.

"The kids who pick on her." The teacher says.

"Wh-- what kids?" Tom asks, sharing a confused look with Zendaya.

"She hasn't told you?" The teacher asks.

"Told us what?" Zendaya asks.

"Well... see, a-a few weeks back, a, um... a group of kids started to pick on Y/N. They-- they'll tug her hair, spitballs, call her names."

"Why didn't anybody tell us?" Zendaya asks.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was an ongoing thing. The couple of times I've seen them do something in here, I've scolded them, made them sit out at recess. It appears recess and lunch are when most things happen. I only found out the severity of it the other day when one of them poured their milk over Y/N's head. They poured Jell-O down her shirt."

"That's why her clothes and hair were so sticky." Zendaya mutters.

"And today, well, it wasn't as bad, but they dumped her entire backpack out. I had thought she might've at least mentioned the smaller things."

"No. No, she hasn't said anything." Tom says, looking at Zendaya who shakes her head.

"I'm sorry you had to find out from me. I've yet to talk to the bullies' parents tonight, but I did suspend them from recess for a week. More consequences will be discussed with the parents."

"Right. Thank you for-- for letting us know." Zendaya says.

- - -

Tom and Zendaya get home, Nikki sitting on the couch.

"Hey. How was the conference?" Nikki asks, getting up.

"It was, uh... it was fine." Tom says, shrugging.

"Just fine? Not as troublesome as you, I hope." Nikki laughs.

"No. No, she's fine." Tom chuckles.

"Oh, yeah. Our perfect little angel." Zendaya grins. "It's just... it's some issues with other kids."

"Oh, no." Nikki frowns. "Did you not know before?"

"No. No, she never mentioned anything." Zendaya says.

"Oh, I'm sorry, kids. Your kid getting bullied is awful." Nikki says, rubbing Tom's back.

"Yeah." Tom mumbles. "Was she okay tonight?"

"Yeah. It didn't seem like anything was wrong with her all night. She was as happy like she always is. No differences in attitude or anything. We had pizza, we watched Disney movies, bedtime routine, tucked her in."

"No ice cream?" Tom asks his mom with a knowing smirk.

"Ice cream? Of course not!" Nikki acts appalled making Tom and Zendaya laugh. "She's upstairs asleep. Out like a light, cute as ever. I should get going. See you guys later."

"Bye, mum." Tom says as Nikki kisses his cheek. "Thank you for watching her."

"Anytime." Nikki smiles, hugging Zendaya, bidding her goodbye.

Nikki leaves, the two parents left alone now.

"Well, at least we know one thing." Zendaya comments.

"What?" Tom asks.

"Y/N definitely inherited our acting skills." She states. Tom isn't sure whether to laugh or groan out of frustration and fear.

"That's gonna bite us in the ass when she's a teenager." He comments.

"Oh, yeah." Zendaya nods.

"So, what do we do?" Tom asks.

"Pray." Zendaya scoffs.

"No. No, not about-- not about her secret keeping or-or lying skills. What do we do about the bullies?" Tom asks.

"Well, she's asleep so we can't do anything right now." Zendaya says. "How about this? How about we keep her home from school tomorrow? It'll be Friday, nice little three day weekend. We'll talk to her about the bullies tomorrow and find out why she never mentioned it."

"Why didn't she mention it?" Tom asks.

"I don't know. Maybe she was scared or something. Maybe she believes that snitches get stitches."

"There's a difference between snitching and speaking up."

"Yes, I know, Tom. But she's five. She may not know that."

"I just... I hate that she's going through this. Especially alone." Tom says, running a hand through his hair.

"I know. I know. So do I." Zendaya says, reaching across the counter and holding his hand. "But we just have to be there for her and help her."

- - -

The next day, Y/N wakes up, going downstairs where both of her parents are. Zendaya is making pancakes and Tom is setting the table.

"Hey. Good morning, love." Tom greets, seeing his daughter.

"Morning." She mumbles, confused. She rubs her eyes. "I thought it was Friday."

"It is." Zendaya confirms.

"Did... did school cancel?" Y/N asks.

"Uh... no. No, we just, um... we decided to keep you home today." Zendaya says.

"Why?" Y/N asks.

"Well, we... we just-- we just wanted one extra day with you." Tom says.

"Are you going away again?" Y/N pouts.

"No. No, honey, we're not going anywhere. We just figured you could use a day off." Zendaya says.

"Why?" Y/N asks.

"Just because. Fun, little three day weekend." Tom says. "You hungry?"

Y/N nods, going over to the table as Zendaya walks over with pancakes.

The family of three enjoy their breakfast and Y/N watches TV while Tom and Zendaya do the dishes.

"So when we doing this?" Tom quietly asks as they finish the dishes.

"Now's as good a time as ever." Zendaya shrugs.

They go into the living room.

"Love, we wanna talk to you about something." Tom says.

"Okay." Y/N says. Zendaya pauses the movie before she and Tom sit on the coffee table across from Y/N on the couch. "So, your teacher told us about something last night."

"What?" Y/N asks.

"Well, she... she mentioned that some kids have been picking on you." Tom cautiously says. They watch as Y/N's eyes widen for a moment before she looks down. "How they pick on you and... and they dumped your backpack out yesterday."

"And how the poured milk and Jell-O on you the other day." Zendaya adds.

"Right. I guess I never mentioned that." Y/N mumbles.

"Darling, why didn't you tell us?" Tom softly asks.

"I dunno." The girl shrugs. "I just... didn't wanna be a crybaby."

"You're not a crybaby. Honey, it's okay to tell us when somebody -- or multiple people -- are picking on you. It's not okay that they do anything that they've done." Zendaya says.

"Have they called you a crybaby?" Tom asks. Y/N hesitates before nodding.

"Do they call you anything else?" Tom asks.

"Wimpy... annoying. Spoiled brat. One of them called me the B word last week." Y/N admits.

Tom and Zendaya both share a look, full of anger, for somebody doing anything even remotely rude to their daughter.

"Okay." Tom sits on his knees in front of the couch, resting his arms on either side of his daughter. "Love, I want you to listen to me -- every word."

Y/N nods and Tom cups her face.

"Whatever they've said to you or about you, it is not true. You're caring, you're sweet, you're funny, you're humble. And you do not deserve anything they've done to you. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand one thing." Y/N says.

"What?" Tom asks.

"What does humble mean?" She asks, her face scrunching up in confusion.

"It means you're not spoiled." Zendaya answers, sitting next to her daughter. "Your teacher talked to their parents last night too and we'll figure something out. We'll make sure they stop. But from now on, if somebody is hurting you, don't be scared to tell me or your daddy. Or another adult you trust."

"Exactly. We'll help you, we'll be there for you. You don't have to hide anything from us." Tom says.

"Is this why I'm not in school?" Y/N asks.

"Yes. We figured you could use a day off. Both so we could talk to you about it and so you didn't have to deal with it today." Zendaya says. "So, anymore troubles?"

"I'll tell you. I promise." Y/N says.

"We love you." Tom tells her.

"I love you, too." Y/N smiles. Tom kisses her cheek and Zendaya kisses her on the head. "Can we watch movies all day?"

"Absolutely. Pajamas, movies, snacks, chocolate milk. Whatever you want, love." Tom says.

"Ice cream for dinner?" Y/N asks.

"Sorry. We're not grandma." Zendaya says, tickling her making her giggle.

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[alyswritings]

i loved the Zendaya and Tom fic as parents!! can i request one more, like maybe their teenage daughter (14-15?) acting weird and moody and they try to find out what is going on and she's just really tired from sleep so they read a story together and then tuck her in?? if you want to ofc

Y/N is sitting on the couch and on her phone.

"Hey." Tom walks in, ruffling her hair. "You wanna watch a movie?"

"No." She mutters, not looking up from her phone.

"You okay today?" Tom gently questions, looking at her with concern.

"I'm fine." Y/N says, Tom not missing the annoyed look on her face.

"Love, come on. Talk to me. You've been... you've been off all day." Tom says.

"Well, maybe I just don't wanna talk to annoying parents." Y/N snaps.

"Hey." Tom frowns at her, his gaze turning into a stern look.

"What's going on?" Zendaya asks, walking in.

"She's about to get grounded." Tom says and Y/N rolls her eyes.

"What happened?" Zendaya asks.

"Maybe if you wouldn't be so pushy, you wouldn't have been called annoying." Y/N says, turning her attention back to her phone.

"Whoa, whoa, hey. Okay, let's just relax." Zendaya says. She grabs her daughter's phone so she has her full attention. "Y/N, what happened?"

"Nothing. I'm fine." Y/N insists.

"Come on, baby. You haven't been yourself all day." Zendaya says. "Your eyes are darker, too." She points out, her thumb softly rubbing underneath her daughter's eye. "Why'd you call your dad annoying?"

"Cause he is." Y/N says.

"Y/N." Zendaya gives her a stern look. Y/N deeply sighs, rubbing her forehead. She winces a little before looking up at her dad.

"I'm sorry." She sincerely tells him. "I'm... I'm okay, I just haven't slept well this week. I'm tired."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Tom asks, gently booping her nose.

"I don't know. Didn't wanna bother you, I guess." Y/N mumbles.

"You're never bothering us." Zendaya says.

"Well..." Tom jokingly starts. Zendaya lightly punches his stomach, giving him a look. Tom looks at Y/N who is smiling a little which makes him smile a bit. "See? She thinks it's funny."

"Not the time, Tom." Zendaya mutters. "Do you know why you can't sleep?" She asks her daughter.

"I don't know. It just... it doesn't happen. I've tried a bunch of different things. Darkness, lavender, white noise, music. I can't fall asleep." Y/N says.

"I have an idea." Zendaya says. "Come on. You're gonna go to sleep."

"Mom, I just said--"

"I know. I know what you said, but we're trying a different strategy. It's a lazy day anyway, so, let's go." She pulls Y/N off the couch, dragging her to Y/N's room and Tom follows.

"Both of you get in bed." Zendaya orders before walking out.

"Do you know what the plan is?" Y/N asks.

"Your mom's too genius for me to figure it out." Tom mutters making Y/N laugh a little.

They both get in Y/N's bed and she gets under the covers while Tom stays above. Tom's back rests against the headboard and Y/N is lying down. Tom starts to play with his daughter's hair, it helping her relax a little.

Zendaya returns and has a book in her hand.

"Okay." Zendaya climbs onto the bed next to her daughter. "Somebody's gotta cuddle, bed ain't big enough for three." She says. Tom immediately pulls his daughter into his side, tightly holding onto her, Y/N giggling at his quickness. Tom places a few kisses to Y/N's head, hugging her.

"You're adorable." Zendaya coos, patting Tom's cheek.

"I know." He cheekily grins and Zendaya rolls her eyes, but smiles.

Y/N finally notices the book in her mom's hand.

"Charlotte's Web?" Y/N asks.

"Yep. Always got you to fall asleep as a kid." Zendaya says. She opens the book, starting to read. While she reads, Tom goes between rubbing Y/N's back and playing with her hair.

Halfway through the book, Tom looks down at his fourteen year old child, smiling softly when he sees her fast asleep.

"Z." Tom whispers. She looks over at him before noticing he's looking at Y/N and she lowers her gaze to her daughter, a small smile gracing her face.

"Worked like a charm ten years ago, works like one now." Zendaya quietly says. "Wanna go watch a movie?"

"Well, uh... one-- one of us should stay. You know, in case she wakes up." Tom says.

"Tom, I think she's good." Zendaya says.

"We sure?" Tom asks. "Family nap?"

"That could work." Zendaya shrugs, putting the book on the nightstand. She gets under the blanket and Tom somehow manages to get under it as well. Zendaya cuddles closer to her daughter, an arm draped over both her and Tom.

Tom wraps his arm around Zendaya, his other hand resting on Y/N's shoulder.

"I love you." Tom quietly says, softly stroking Zendaya's cheek.

"I love you, too." Zendaya smiles before falling asleep. Tom kisses Y/N on the head.

"I love you, too." He whispers to her. He scoots down a little so he's in a more comfortable position and falls asleep.

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[alyswritings]

“ [NAME]? hey, hey, hey, what’s the matter? are you okay? what’s wrong? oh, come here… “ with tomdaya x daughter!reader fs!

Tom and Zendaya are downstairs, both of their heads shooting up when they hear their daughter crying and running down the stairs.

"Mommy! Daddy!" She sobs, running into the room.

"Y/N? Hey, hey, hey, what's the matter?" Zendaya asks, going over to her, Tom close behind.

"I-I-I-- I..." Y/N is breathing heavily, the sobs shortening her breath.

"Hey, hey, darling, breathe. Breathe." Tom soothes. They wait a few moments to let Y/N catch her breath. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"I-I feel off my chair. And-and I'm okay, but-- but I landed on my Barbie." She holds the decapitated Barbie up and starts to sob again. Tom and Zendaya quickly recognize it as her favorite Barbie doll.

"Oh, come here..." Tom whispers, pulling his daughter into a hug. He holds her against his chest, one hand cradling her head as she sobs into his hoodie. "It's all right, darling. It's all right."

Zendaya takes the doll from her child, inspecting the accident. She walks off and finds some glue. Working quickly, she's able to get the doll's head back on. Testing it to make sure it won't easily fall off, Zendaya walks back into the room.

Y/N is cuddled up to Tom, sitting on his lap as he sits on the floor. He's quietly talking to her while he plays with her hair, trying to help her feel better.

"Hey, sweetie." Zendaya gets her daughter's attention. "After a... quick and effective surgery..." She holds the Barbie out. Zendaya softly smiles watching as her daughter's eyes light up and a grin appears.

"You fixed her!" Y/N grins, getting up and taking the doll. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She tightly hugs her mom.

"You're welcome." Zendaya hugs her back, softly smiling.