summary : you and tommy have been dating for months, and there's a million things you love about him. however, you're usually not doing that in front of your entire audience. but after a surprising mcc debut, what's one more good thing?
genre : fluff
warnings: mentions of reader breaking a bone as a kid
request : I was wondering if you could do a fic where y/n (with fem pronouns) is a streamer and wins her fist mcc and when she wins Tommy comes into her room and is so excited that she won that forgets they hadnt told the internet they were dating and kisses her <3
word count : 1.1k
note : i love writing for tommy so much but unfortunately i don't get a lot of ideas, so whenever i get reqs for him i get super excited. for context, i wrote this around mcc 26 because it's my favourite (i KNOW it's almost a year old at this point, like i said it's my favourite). reader replaces fruitberries on the violet vampires team, he won that mcc with phil, oli and shelby, so you can probably tell why it's my favourite lmao but also i feel like tommy would call you girlfriend in place of a petname, i think it's cute. i hope you enjoy angel <333
When you were six, you broke your wrist. You and a group of your classmates had been out at lunch in the playground, engaged in an intense monkey bars contest when you fell. You didn’t remember much, the ambulance ride to A&E, maybe. Being comforted in your hospital bed as you awaited X-ray results with cuddles and cookies, definitely. Not a lot of pain, not a lot of suffering. You never got back on the monkey bars after that though. Competing with the other kids just felt like a bad idea after that. You learned to run your own race, and you’d been living like that for over a decade.
Your left hand twinged, aching slightly. Maybe it was that the bones never realigned on your wrist, but it was most likely due to the intense keyboard-pressing you’d been doing for the last five hours. You weren’t big on MCC, you were a builder rather than a combative player, and that suited you just fine. You tuned in once a month, sure, but that was mainly to support. You and Tommy had been dating for eight whole MCCs now, and he’d been the one to encourage you to apply.
Your shooting skills were… fine. You knew how to play the game, of course, you’d been playing it for over half your life. You just didn’t do much of it recently, hence the two hour practice you’d taken before the start of the event. The first game had been Parkour Warrior, which happened to be your best. The early confidence boost (combined with the encouraging messages you and Tommy had been exchanging on Discord between each event, unbeknownst to your chats) had helped you - you’d come in second overall. But by the fifth game your team wasn’t even in the top 5. You were nervous, worried about letting your team down but, as Phil rightfully pointed out you had “did the best out of all of us, dude.” You’d been really lucky with your team. Everyone on it was someone you knew at least vaguely. You’d spoken to Phil a bunch since starting your relationship with Tommy, and he’d been a big help. Shelby and Oli, your other two teammates were both complete sweethearts and you’d loosened up massively since the beginning of the event.
Things picked up after SkyBattle, and no one in your chat even noticed when you and Tommy took breaks at the same time (two waterbottle refills and a reassuring kiss that had you on your A-Game for the last hour and a half of the event).
And then came DodgeBolt.
Your shooting skills were fine. Truly, but your entire team getting killed in less than five minutes leaving you and Scott in the arena alone. You were silent, focusing too hard on not dying to even think about addressing your chat. Phil was murmuring encouragement into the VC that you were actively tuning out in an attempt to concentrate. Tommy was sitting at his desk three rooms away, quiet as a mouse. He hadn’t moved in so long that his chat had started spamming lag. He had been trying not to be too obvious about it, but it was you versus the manager of the event engaged in a 1v1 for your first time in the contest. Your hand was cramping and you were biting the inside of your cheek so hard it was painful, but you had an arrow and a shot. Scott had an arrow as well, and you knew that if you left it any longer he’d get you, so you let your instincts take over and let it go.
VIOLET VAMPIRES TAKE THE CROWN!
Shelby was screaming in the VC before you could comprehend what had just happened, and before you could even move arms were around you. Your office door had swung open as your golden retriever of a boyfriend all but lifted you out of your chair, pressing a proud kiss to your lips.
“Oh my god,” you murmured, face hidden in the blue fabric of his shirt. “I won?”
“You won!” Tommy was yelling, grin taking over his face.
You let out a squeal of delight as you kissed the corner of his mouth in return, your temple being peppered with supportive kisses. “I won! Chat, oh my god-” You turned back towards your stream and were suddenly struck with the fact that you were, in fact, broadcasting this live. “Chat. Oh my god.”
Tommy was suddenly very still. You did a double take between your monitor, chat zipping past so fast it was making your head spin, and your boyfriend. You had about three seconds to make a move before it was awkward and you already knew that the cat was out of the bag. You’d be trending on twitter within an hour if you weren’t already.
“Chat, I won!” You turned back to Tommy, wrapping your arms around his neck. Tommy was stiff, but you pressed a kiss to his jawline, right below his ear, out of frame of your camera. “We’re okay, boyfriend,” your voice was soft as you held him, his hands coming up on your back, squeezing you tightly.
That snapped him out of it, and suddenly the two of you were back to screaming. “I’m so proud of you,” you were swaying on the spot, you gazing past his arm to your monitor, evidence of your win right there on your screen.
“I love you,” he kissed your hairline. “Girlfriend.”
He had to get back to his chat eventually and you needed to get back in the VC with the rest of your team members, exchanging congratulations. You hung around on the server for another twenty minutes before excusing yourself and finishing up the stream. You and Tommy had both silently agreed to not address what had happened and you reconvened in the hallway half an hour after the end of the event. Sitting on the sofa, you pulled out your phone and were immediately introduced to the downside of having a famous boyfriend. His full weight was put on your, your phone slipping out of your grasp and between the couch cushions. He mumbled into your neck. “No twitter. Don’t care.”
Your hands delved into his curls as he closed his eyes. “But-”
He lifted his head off your chest to glare at you and you missed the weight. “Fine. But you’re ordering me dinner after my spectacular win.”
He laughed, rumble of his chest spreading warmly throughout your entire body. “You don’t even need your phone, see. You’ve got me, and don’t worry, yes I called the papers to tell them how well you did. Being a girlfriend gets you perks.”
“Being a boyfriend gets you perks, too.” You point out.
Tommy lifted his head again, only slightly, eyebrows raised. You kissed him one more time and he nodded, content. “I think maybe I win, actually.”
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Bedrock bros just after exile week. Techno is huffing about Tommy going outside unprepared -forget his trash armor, he’s not even in warm clothes! And look at those holes- and while Tommy INSISTS that he’s a big man and will be fine, that’s not how hypothermia works. So Techno just plops his cloak on top of Tommy, who immediately buckles under the weight. He struggles to escape and just utterly fails. Trapped in cloak hell. Techno has a flashback to trying the blanket intelligence test on Floof and starts rethinking his choice in allies.
let me know if you want me to do another one of these. they're really fun [not chronological order but can be from the same relationship]. tommyinnit x fem!reader
1 - tickling them from behind before hugging them [318]
you stood at the kitchen counter, stirring the tea with mossy cobblestone by bears in trees echoing from the speaker in the office. today it was only you and tom in the office, having the whole place to yourself as tommy streamed from his individual room and you edited on the shared computer for a new video that was supposed to come out tomorrow.
being so into the music (since it was tommy's playlist), you didn't hear tommy exit his office to sneak up behind you. a shriek came from you as his hands swiftly moved to your waist and tickled against the exposed skin. your heart rate increased slightly as a laugh came from you, tommy burying his face into your neck, pressing a tickling kiss to the skin there as well.
"tommy!" you laughed, listening as he laughed as well, squeezing your waist as the tickling came to a stop.
he moved his arms around your waist, pulling you against his front, a chin on your shoulder. the hoodie he was wearing engulfed you, and suddenly you were the calmest you'd been in ages. suddenly the song turned to ultimately by khai dreams and tommy was slowly starting to move to a sway, along with the soft beat of his favourite artist.
"tommy..." you asked slowly, head rested back against his shoulder, at the perfect height. "what are you doing?"
your boyfriend chuckled softly, enjoying the confusion. "nothing in particular. enjoy my time, that's all."
"you're cute." you giggled at him, turning around in his arms to pull him into a tighter hug, head against his chest. his arms move from around your waist to your shoulders as he holds you tighter than before. nowhere else did you feel as safe, nowhere else made you feel like you didn't need to be anywhere else. with tommy, you knew you were the safest you possibly could be.
2 - knuckles brushing against each others and getting shy [367]
the london vlog had been in the works for a few weeks now, but since ranboo could only just get to the uk in the past week, it could only have been filmed now. london was busy as hell, as usual, but that was good because it meant there were lots of distractions to keep the video on its toes.
tubbo and ranboo were walking ahead of you and tommy as the four of you walked down southbank. somehow, you and tommy had gotten distracted by the skateboarders under the bridge and so tubbo and ranboo were a few meters ahead. it didn't take them long to notice, but ranboo immideately noticed how close the two of you were standing together.
soon enough, the camera was directed at the two of you. "what do you think they're talking about?" tubbo asked, zooming in with the camera.
"i dunno, but they're both being rather cute about it, huh." ranboo declared.
it was then that your hand dropped from the railing, falling to your side and so close to tommy's hand that both ranboo and tubbo noticed, one of them reaching over to zoom the camera even more onto your hands brushing up against each others.
"just hold her hand, dude!" ranboo whispers, loud enough so that the camera can hear it. and then there were the actual skin touching. an obvious shy attempt of tommy's to hold your hand but the action was taken over by nerves as he pulled away and shoved his hands into his pockets. "c'mon!" ranboo cried, tubbo raising a hand in disbelief.
"i've been telling him to ask her out for months now." tubbo explained. "they're both idiots, though."
"they're both idiots whether its to do with the fact that they like each other not, toby." ranboo laughed, shoving tubbo slightly. "come on, lets walk on, they'll catch up eventually."
both you and tommy felt the disappointment in yourself that you didn't make the move that day. tommy was sure to get a teasing by both tubbo and ranboo during the sleepover thatg occured that same night. maybe he would ask you out the next day. since you were seeing each other anyway.
3 - one small kiss before a passionate one [484]
tommy held your hand at your front door, the moon high in the sky above the two of you as he smiled down at you. nothing in that moment could have taken the grin off your face. the first date with him went so much better than you expecting, a goofy session of bowling in town ending up in the park and getting locked in. he had hefted you over the fence to get out, both landing on your sides and not being able to get up from stomach-pain inducing laughter.
"thank you tommy." you smiled, watching as a chuckled sligjtly under his breath. "i had a really fun time tonight."
you felt his hand squeeze yours slightly. "even when we got stuck in the park."
"even when we got stuck into the park, yes." you nodded.
suddenly a comfortable silence took over, the rush of traffic at the end of the road and a slight breezing being the only sound. it wasn't bad, and you were even about to invite tommy inside. maybe to watch a movie or something, but he spoke first. it was a question that you certainly hadn't been expecting - but in no way does that mean you didn't want it.
"can i kiss you?" and maybe the nod you answered with was a little too eager.
tommy was still hesitant, though, reaching a hand slowly up to rest against the skin of your cheek, thumb caressing the skin slightly. it took you to nod again for him to lean down finally and press his lips against yours. it was everything you expected and more, but over too soon. nerves got the better of him and he pulled away, making it a simple little peck. not enough.
"sorry." he mumbles, a hand lifted away from your cheek and going around the back of his head to scratch the back of his neck.
your eyes softened, noticing how shy he became all of a sudden. it wasn't the tommy you really knew, but it was sweet and even endearing. you knew that he would appreicate the move you wanted to take, so you took it immediately. a hand reaching up to his wrist, using it to pull him down against your lips again. a longer, more eager kiss that represented how much you liked him. how much you wanted to ask him inside because somehow this boy had gotten you more smitten than with anyone else.
and when you pulled back, you didn't miss the excited look in his eyes that said he really did appraicte the move you made. that, and the small gasp he let out as he stood up straight. "woah."
"you're welcome." you laughed, grabbing his hand again. "i really don't want to say goodbye. did you wanna come inside and watch a movie?"
tommy smiled again, nodding. "only if there's popcorn."
"you under estimate me, tom."
4 - playing with each others hair [291]
the lion king was playing on the tv in front of you. the soft pillow that was your boyfriend was laying beneath you, arms wrapped tight around your waist, his face buried in your hair. ignoring the obstacle of the blanket that was laid over the two of you, you swiftly spun yourself around so that you were kaying stomach to stomach with tommy, being able to see the grin on his face when he saw yours.
"hi." he smiled.
you didn't say anything, just pressing a kiss against his forehead and resting your head alongisde his, nose against his hair. he moves so that there's one hand around your waist and the other moves up to your hair, twirling a strand of his around his fingers.
his hair didn't smell the same, though. instead of his usual shampoo smell he always had, there were a softer, more familiar smell to it that you recognised. you pulled away from him and frowned at him. "did you use my shampoo?"
"maybe..." he grinned slyly. "i ran out of mine, that's all."
you giggled at his words, a hand now in his hair, brushing the fluffiness around and twirling it inbetween your fingers. "no i don't mind at all. it's made it really soft."
tommy mumbled something, smiling up at you and pressing a surprising peck against your nose. "maybe i should use it more often, then."
"well, i certainly won't be complaining." you laughed, letting your hand fall from his hair and onto his chest, cushioned by his favourite hoodie. you let your head also fall onto his chest, feeling his arms squeeze you tightly as you closed your eyes and let yourself be comfortable around him. oh, how you loved him.
5 - small comforts while the other is crying [545]
your eyes were hot with tears that fell down onto your cheeks and then to the floor, some landing on your shoes as you ran up the stairs that led to his apartment. you didn't know why you had come here it seemed like he was the only that could comfort you enough to get you out of a mood like this.
the knock on his door was weak. weak enough that you were worried he wasn't going to hear it, but then you hear him call 'i'm coming!' from inside and all most of your nerves were gone. and just a second later, the door swung open, revealing tommy in jeans and that same hoodie you loved, his arms dropping from the edge of the door and the grin on his face dropping as he saw the look on your face and the tears in your eyes.
"love." he murmurs. "come here, oh my god."
you practically fell into him, the softed of his hoodie instantly becoming home and the sense of inevitable doom slowly whitling away into nothing. just a figment of your imagination. there were a small close of his door before he took your hand in his as he took you into the living room. he told you to ignore the show that was playing on the tv but you cold help but check to see whether you had seen it. you had.
he settled you on the sofa, taking you immeditely into his arms again, his cheek resting against your hair, unconsciously rocking you back and forth. worried started to overtake him, though, as thoughts of what could have caused this breakdown on you entered his mind. if it was something, he would make sure you never had to do it again; if it was someone, he would make sure whoever it was apologised and you got revenge.
but you were more important. "do you wanna talk about it? what happened, lovely?"
"uhh." your voice was shakey as you pulled away from him, using your sleeve to wipe the tears from your cheeks. "i can't-" you paused, gathering your thoughts. "i can't remember. i just suddenly felt so alone, there was no one around and i just felt so lonely so i thought i would come to see you and on the way i thought you wouldn't want me to interupt your day off so i turned back but then i started crying and now i'm here and i don't know why and i'm so sorry, oh god, you probably don't want me here-"
tommy laughed as he pressed his hand up against your mouth, stopping your fast train of thoughts in an instant. "you're rambling, love."
"sorry." you mumbled from under his mouth. he took it away frmo your face and took your hand in his again.
"you've got nothing to be sorry for." he explained, "i told you when i moved here that you could pop around any time you wanted and i wouldn't care less. you mean the world to me, and i couldn't stand you being lonely, ever. please, i'd rather you be here and not feel isolated than suffer at home."
you smiled, sniffing and leaning your head onto his shoulder. "yeah. thank you."
"always." he smiled, and your worries came to an end.
about; fainting, descriptions of fainting, medical conditions, good tommy, mention of yelling, mention of emergency line, mention of loosening tight clothing (nothing too bad), happy fluff good feels, tommy is supportive dude
word count; 305
taglist; @phxntomsdusk, @pheliiaa (ask to be added)
- he’s not judgemental at all about it and he’ll gladly yell at someone if they make a comment about it.
- he’ll joke around with you and if you’re fine with it, he’ll make silly little jokes about you fainting that he knows won’t hurt your feelings.
- he’d notice fairly quickly that you’d get a lazy, droopy face just as you’re about to faint, and he’d be there in an instant.
- he’d brought up the topic of saying something if you knew you were about to faint, and you’d both agreed for you to say “tom, faint” or something along those lines.
- when you first fainted, he didnt know you fainted so he searched up so many different things to see what happened
- he is always there to catch you or let you lay on him when you faint.
- if you get up too fast after fainting, he holds you head to steady you and lays you back down.
- knows you’re about to faint when you start breathing heavily randomly or you start sweating randomly
- will sit down with you and figure out why you faint if it randomly starts happening.
- you’ll realise it’s probably because it runs in your family or a health condition like low blood sugar, irregular heartbeat etc.
- if you have low blood sugar, he always has lollies in his pocket for you and himself because he has the same thing.
- but you have POTS, he will make sure that you sit down if you have been on your feet for a long time
- he always makes sure to loosen any tight clothing (without being too intrusive), keep your legs up with a pillow, and call 999 if you don’t regain consciousness after one minute
- all in all, your safety and health is his number one priority, and he sticks by that.
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Like a gloomy rainy inside day with him would be nice I think
i'm so sorry this took forever but omg i love this prompt so much it's so adorable- also this is my first time writing for tommy so i apologise if it's not quite right (but there's barely dialogue anyway)
rainy days | tommyinnit x fem!reader | 630~ words
From the moment you woke up, you could feel the damp in your bones. Living in England, a rainy day was common, but you were still getting used to it. Unlike your loving boyfriend, who definitely wasn’t snoring in the bed beside you, England wasn’t your native territory. Originally, you were from America. You’d had your fair share of rainy days, but not as often or as windy as the ones in England – Brighton especially.
The rest of the room was cold, but the bedsheets and Tommy’s sleeping body were providing a comfortable heat that was nearly lulling you back to sleep.
You would end up staying this way for a little while longer, until Tom’s phone rang and Toby was on the other line, asking him a favour about one of their stream plans for later in the week. It was when he got up to head to the computer that you decided to get both your days started with breakfast and tea, which you were setting up on the coffee table instead of the table itself when Tom entered the room.
“How’s it sound we have a quiet day?” He asked, coming to wrap his arms around you as you stood all the way up.
You leaned into his body, soaking up his warmth. “Sounds perfect, actually. Wanna watch something on the tv?”
“Sure, love. Is it okay if we watch some of Schlatt’s new videos before we watch movies or something like that?”
Quickly, you agreed before pulling apart and sitting down. Tom put the videos on and queued a few others up before you both dug in.
Breakfast was delicious, and you were proud of yourself for your steadily improving cooking skills. The rain continuously battered the window on the other side of the living room, providing a nice ambience for the otherwise chaotic video. You took yours and Tommy’s plate from the table and brought them to the kitchen, making more tea for the both of you while you were there.
After handing Tom his mug, you sank into the couch next to him, curling up into his side and grabbing the blanket that was draped across the back of the couch to cover you both up with.
For a while, you sat and watched videos, until moving onto a rotating selection of movies – one you wanted to watch, then one Tom wanted to watch, and so on until things got boring. You put a nice ambient video from YouTube on the TV, still curled into Tom’s side while he scrolled through his social media platforms and you grabbed the book you’d been recently reading from the coffee table.
Days like these were peaceful, relaxing types of days. The apartment was mostly dark, since only a warm lighted lamp and the glow of the TV provided light. The dark clouds overhead added a beautiful atmosphere, and you wished that days like these could last forever.
Tom had his phone on silent, and your book was beginning to get interesting. There were no distractions, just you and Tom, enjoying each other in silence – aside from him occasionally showing you something interesting or funny that he thought you would like (and you usually did like what he showed you).
Most days spent like these, including today, you and Tom normally end up taking an absurdly good and slightly too long nap. At some point, with the lull of the music and the soft, warm lights, you fell asleep with your book on the floor, Tom’s phone slipping from his hands, as you splayed out as best as you could on the couch – with your head on Tom’s chest, his arm around your waist, the blanket tangled up in your legs, intertwined with his as the rain continued to pour well into the evening.
i had an unnamed cottagecore-y magic AU that was primarily crimeboys but also had SBI in it too and i never managed to do anything proper with it which makes me so sad. here's some silly concept sketches and stuff anyway, please ask me about this au i love it so much
can i request tommyinnit with a streamer reader who’s relationship is secret, but one day tommy forgets to end stream and just starts loving on u like doting, pda, the full nine yards, but then he realizes he’s still streaming??
a/n: hello everyone long time no see, please bare with me and my posting "schedules"– if you can even call them that– bcs i haven't been writing at all lately and I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING also i love you anon for requesting this <3
"alright everyone, thank you so much for watching today's stream. bye!" tommy announces to his camera with a wave, the prominent clicking of his mouse signaling you to finally be able to walk over to him.
"done with the stream?" you asked. tommy spun his chair towards your direction and stood up, stretching out his arms from the time he spent sitting down streaming.
"yeah i am," he replied, running a hand through his hair before he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him, his face burying itself into your neck.
tommy always got like this, a long stream always tiring him out which lead him to being more touchy than he usually is. eventually, he pulled away, his eyes looking down at your face before he leaned in and gave you quick soft kiss, your eyes falling shut momentarily.
when your eyes fluttered open, you smiled back at the slight smile adorning your boyfriend's face, his mouth slightly crooked in the most flattering way.
he tilted his head back before groaning.
"i'm so tireddd." you laughed before wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his chest, your head tilted up at him. you slowly moved the both of you towards tommy's bed before letting him lay down.
you plopped down on tommy's chair, leaning back into it before pulling your phone out your pocket.
@tubbobees tweeted: oh my fucking god they are so fucking cute @y/n @tommyinnit
@tommyinITZ tweeted: oH MY GOD I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT @Y/N AND @TOMMYINNIT
you furrowed your eyebrows before clicking on one of the notifications before seeing a screenshot of you laughing with tommy's arms wrapped around your waist, his eyes peering down at you with the softest look in his eyes.
you froze. wait- that was just a few-
you turn around towards tommy's PC before your eyes widened.
"UHM- tommy i think you didn't properly end the stream-"
safe to say you two were trending on twitter for the following days.
