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Why Do You Build Me Up?

Summary: Tom has, unknowingly, been stringing Y/N along. Making her feel like there could be a chance between them.

AN: this is based on build me up buttercup by the foundations i suggest listening to this song because the plot of this fic is based on this song and also because it’s amazing

Tom Holland x Reader

// Masterlist //

Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

“You’re here? As in you’re home?”

“I am. Just for a couple of weeks before I’m off to shoot another movie.” Tom’s smooth voice rang in my ear.

“Oh, um, wow. That’s great! I-I’ve missed you.” Tom and I have been close friends for years. I can’t deny that, in those years, I started to develop feelings for him. He and I would flirt sometimes but nothing ever really came from it. No matter how much I wished there would.

“I missed you too, Y/N.” I blushed. “How about this? I’ll come over tonight. Just you, me and a movie. Sounds good?”

“That sounds amazing.” I bit my lip to stop myself from smiling so widely.

“Great. I’ll be over at 10.”

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Sam Holland Falling For You Part 2: Headcannon

Part 1

  • Are you prepared to get hit with Sam feels? If so, continue reading
  • OK SO you’d been staying at the Holland’s for 5 days and they made you feel so at home
  • Especially Sam
  • You guys texted all the time, even if you were sitting next to each other you’d send funny messages from across the couch
  • When you would be around everyone else you both tried to contain yourselves about a joke he sent you but you guys ended up bursting into laughter
  • Nights were spent staying up late with Sam
  • Those nights were sometimes spent watching movies
  • Then usually you’d end up not even watching the movie and talking about anything and everything
  • Conspiracy theories were a hot topic
  • You talked about your favorite things
  • Least favorite things
  • Childhoods
  • And things never of you have ever told anyone
  • Literally everyone saw that he was head over heels for you
  • Except for you
  • Oblivious should be your middle name
  • Honestly, you thought he was just being nice
  • He thought he was 100% friendzoned
  • “Mate, she clearly likes you. She doesn’t even do that with me.” Tom tries telling him
  • “She’s just being nice”
  • One night you were helping Sam cook dinner and Nikki couldn’t help but snap some pictures
  • She thought you were so good for Sam
  • He had someone to talk to that wasn’t his brother
  • After you begging him, he finally played the piano in front of you
  • Just your legs touching his was enough to give him butterflies
  • When he was done, he put his hands on top of yours to guide you on the piano keys
  • “Sam, you know I can play, right?”
  • “Uh, yeah, I just wanted to show you some techniques”
  • Really he just wanted an excuse to touch your hands
  • Play fighting was an often occurrence
  • Sometimes he’d sneak up behind you and pick you up and spin you around
  • You’d try to tell him to put you down but you’d be too out of breath from laughing
  • Harry would act so disgusted around you guys
  • One time you were all having a movie marathon night and Sam obviously sat next to you
  • You couldn’t help but laughed a little
  • But Harry pretended to throw up
  • By the end of the night you and Sam were all cuddled up on the couch
  • “Can you guys please just get a room”
  • “I mean, if you insist” Sam smirks
  • “NO YOUR ROOM IS RIGHT NEXT TO MINE AND WE HAVE THIN WALLS” Harry takes back his comment
  • Harry goes to bed, but you and Sam stay in the same spot
  • “I don’t wanna move” he mumbles into the crook of your neck
  • “Me neither. I like this.”
  • Sam lifts his head up and looks into your eyes
  • You move your hand to the back of his neck
  • He leans down towards your face until your lips meet
  • Both of you were flipping out on the inside
  • He was hesitant to do it, but he slid his tongue into your mouth
  • Things were getting steamy™
  • But he pulls away
  • “Y/N, I really like you and um I don’t think we should go any further until we have a proper date. I mean even if you’d want to go on a date.”
  • “I’d love to go on a date with you.”
  • Both of you smile and give each other another kiss
  • You played with his hair until he fell alseep
  • You ended up sleeping on the couch
  • And wrapped in each others arms
  • This was probably the best you had slept in a while tbh
  • You and Sam were definitely goals. I ship it so hard

A/N: I NEED SAM HOLLAND IN MY LIFE…..should I do a First Date with Sam Headcannon????

Steve: What does Quill have that I don’t have?
Natasha: Tony.

Get Some ( Peter Parker X Reader ) SMUT

Smut ahead. Short and crappy. I tried to make my mind as dirty as ever.

I just wanna get some.

You walked through the halls of Midtown school of Science and Tech. “ Hey, Y/n. ” you heard someone call. You turned to see the Angel. Peter Parker, most popular guy in the school. He was pure perfection. He is nice and smart. Way to out of your league, you thought.

“ H-hey Peter. H-how is it going? ” you asked as you struggled to carry your books. He gave you the perfect smile and replied, “ I’m good, you need help with those? ” he offered as you can’t help but smile and was about to reply until…

“ Babe! ” someone called out. You saw it was Liz making her way to Peter and You. She is practically your crush’s girlfriend.

“ Oh hey Liz, wha- ” the boy was cut off when Liz pressed a heated kiss on his lips making you look down in awkwardness and jealousy. You looked up and was met Liz’s glared as she kissed Peter, practically telling you ’ stay away from my boyfriend, you bitch. ’ You automatically scrambled away and ran to your class.

The two broke the kiss. Liz wave Peter bye and left making him confuse and spun to talk to you. But you were no where to be found.

Here’s the thing, he likes you. Ever since he saw you at Robotics class building that lego robot. He was stunned. You may not know but he would practically stalk you. He found it really a turn on when you would tie your hair and would remove your glasses when answering a problem in calculus class.

’ Peter ~ stop, not there please. ’ you begged as you felt Peter’s lips on you neck as his hands glided down to your core. ’ I can’t help it Y/n. ’ he said as his hot breath touched your sensitive skin. Your hands traveled to his hair as he pressed sticky and slow kiss up your neck as his lips made its way to your neck. ’ Peter grinds his self to your back as your breath hitch as you felt his pent up friend touch your bum. He was enjoying the moment.…until. ’

“Peter? Earth to Peter. ”

Peter’s trance broke as his eyes met his professor’s glare. Everyone in the room looked at him awkwardly. “ pay attention Parker!!” his professor snared as he walked away from Peter. Peter’s gaze landed on you as you stared at him. Your face look as innocent as usual. And cute he added.

He smiled goofily with a hand scratching his backhead awkwardly while looking at you. You found it cute as you giggled and looked away back to the board.

Peter can’t help but feel really good. He looked down to his pants to see a tent.

What did you do to him?

Part 2? With a full smut?

special mention to…


me: (whispers) m-midtown bois

If you survive First Impressions, you’re good to go.

Peter first met his daddy’s new friend when he accidentally crashed his motorbike into a wall.

In all fairness, a little bit of that might have been his fault. He’d been running down the road to try and chase after the important papers he and his daddy had been working on together, and might not have been looking exactly where he’d been going as he neared the corner of the street. It was a quiet road, though! There weren’t usually bikes or cars or anything! 

The first thing Peter thought when he saw the bike veering around the bend and straight toward Peter was ‘my daddy’s going to kill me if he finds out I didn’t follow all his rules about being safe on the roads’. The second, of course, was ‘this isn’t going to go well for me’ and then, finally, the third; ‘hm- I didn’t know bikes could turn that quickly.’

He watched, mildly curious, as there was a muffled yell through the helmet and then a sudden, loud scratching noise as the person slammed on the brakes and spun the bike around. Peter was close enough to get a few bits of gravel in his face, and he winced, shutting his eyes against the sharp bits of rock that flew off the road. He heard the bike continue to rev wildly, before there was an ominous crunching noise and the sound of tyres skidding over concrete.

Whoops. His daddy really was going to kill him.

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