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imagineanime2022 · 7 months

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The Thing *Part 2*

Spinner X Reader, Mr Compress X Reader, Himiko Toga X Reader, Twice X Reader

Requested: @supernatural-hunter1

Request: Remember that one with reader, with some type of “Supernatural Hunter’s quirk” with the pet tarantula as a sidekick like the one he did for Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks. I was thinking about same story, but with the rest of the league of villains like Spinner, Mr. Compress, Toga and Twice?

Part 1 (Dabi, Hawks, Shigaraki)

Warning: Your partner is a spider

Spinner

🦎 Spinner and your spider partner became friends quickly, everyone was scared of them both, well everyone except for you. 🦎 You were a lot less durable then he is, he respects that you have a good deal of experience in self defense and could fight your way out of many different situations, he’d do his best to protect you from ever having to. 🦎 If you can’t find your little guy it's because he’s gone off with Spinner and most of the time you’ll find them together on the sofa, Spinner watching something and mumbling things to the little guy. 🦎 Spinner will take no bad mouthing from anyone about either one of you, he knows how much you care for the little guy so he makes sure that you're both cared for perfectly and that could mean killing a couple of people along the way.

You had only been with the League for a couple of weeks and you and your pet had been useful, you were happy that you were able to stay with Spinner but the life that you both lived now caused a lot of trouble. You were currently in the abandoned warehouse, your little guy had created a number of web-like structures around the building all connected to a single burrow where he was sitting waiting, you could see him moving “what’s going on big guy?” You asked, his leg moved in the direction of the disturbance and you smirked as you listened to your quirk making it easy to hear them, it was a couple of thugs looking for somewhere to stay. “Shall we see them off?” He crawled onto your shoulder as you sent a message back to the others informing them of the guests that you were about to get rid of.

You dropped down behind the group of three “where are you guys headed?” You asked, drawing their attention to you, confusion was clear on their faces. “Where did you come from?” One of them asked. “Don’t worry about it, I was just wondering what you are doing out here? Are you lost?” You asked. “None of your business Lady, just leave us be.” Another one of them waved you off. “This really is my business, honestly you being here is causing a little trouble for me nad my friends.” You explained “I’m the nicer of the bunch so just leave before any of the others get here and there won’t be a problem.” “Listen freak we don't have-” “You shouldn’t have called them that.” Spinner muttered one of his daggers at the man’s throat. “She was asking nicely, now leave!” “Told you.” You shrugged as his friends staggered away from him before running past you “Spinner let him go.” Spinner pulled his hand away allowing the man to run as well. “I could have killed him.” Spinner muttered as you walked over, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I know but we don’t have to.” You reminded him. “We have bigger plans to attend to.”

Mr. Compress

🔮 Honestly, he was afraid of the little guy at first, but it took a little while for him to get used to the Spider crawling around your home. 🔮 He was less afraid when he realised the possibility of a stagehand for his tricks, he asked you to teach him everything he needed to know for working with you little guy. 🔮 You guys worked in different areas, so you never went to join the league with him, however you used the little guy to send letters back and forth when phoning or texting would be too much. 🔮 You had times to check in and you worried for each other if you ever missed one, it was a clue that you needed to keep an eye out and make sure that you checked in for the next one or go looking for them to make sure that they were okay.

Compress had informed Shigaraki of your existence and the network that you had set up, Shigaraki hadn’t trusted it at first and had even had someone watching you, the one that Compress had named as the receiver, it only took a little while for him to confirm that you could be trusted, you had even offered to meet him if that was what he needed. The meeting never ended up happening due to the League’s activity putting them in the spotlight however now that you stood on at Compress’ bedside waiting for him to wake he supposed that meeting you was the least that he could do. “You found us?” He asked. “I attuned to him, I can find him anywhere… What happened?” You asked. “Kai Chisaki, you know him?” He asked. “I know of him, he’s never needed my services thus far.” You mumbled as you lifted your wrist swiping up on a bracelet that you had before a hologram of files that you had gotten showed, you sorted through until you pulled up a file. “Kai Chisaki, current leader of that Shie Hassaikai, taken in by the previous leader climbed the ranks quickly when he was of age, germaphobe, most trusted member is Chrono also known as Hari Kurono.” You answered “He thinks that he holds all the cards, he always has if you have a plan he’s not going to sniff it out.” “How did you get all this information?” Shigaraki asked. “The big guy helps me to bug places that the people I’m collecting information on frequent, I’ll listen over a few days to get the information that I’m looking for, sometimes I have to get a little more hands on but when a job calls for that it can take a little while.” You explained. “So the information gathering isn’t part of your quirk?” He asked. “Well not really, my quirk turns me into the perfect hunter, it makes information gathering easier.” You shrugged. “Assassination costs extra but the info I just gave you is free as long as you plan to make him suffer for what he’s done.” “Now, now Darling no need to order someone's death on my account.” Compress spoke and you looked back at him with a smile stretching across your face. “You don’t want revenge?” You asked. “Of course I do but I’ll take it for myself.” He said as you walked over to him, you pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Fine then you go get the revenge you want.” You muttered. “Just don’t get yourself hurt anymore, oh and here.” You passed over a number “guy owes me a favour, he can get a prosthetic if that’s what you want.” “Thanks, be careful, both of you.” He called as you walked past Shigaraki. “We will let me know if you need any more information.” You said. “For how much?” Shigaraki asked. “Free. You get the discount since you're putting up with him.” You said before leaving. “You should have met her sooner.” Compress said. “Mm, it seems that she may be of help to us.” Shigaraki admitted. “She’s worth more than that.” Compress promised.

Toga

🩸 Toga met you when you protected her from a bunch of kids that seemed to be following after the first time that she had used her quirk. 🩸 She loved the little guys that travelled with you, you never seemed to have a place where you necessarily belonged but you seemed happy together and she just wanted to find somewhere that she belonged to. 🩸 Toga kept you both close because you proved that you liked her for her, you never judged her and even helped her get the people that she wanted without getting caught. 🩸 When she couldn’t be with you, you left the little guy with her, it helped her to feel more comfortable and allowed her to believe the idea that you would come back to her.

You were supposed to be heading out to get some information for Shigaraki to make a plan for his next move, with All For One having been arrested he needed to know what the state of the world was but he couldn’t go out there himself, you were packing up when Toga came over “Here, he’ll wait with you.” You smiled as you placed the little guy on her shoulder, she smiled her sharp teeth on show as leaned over. “What does he want you to do?” Toga asked. “Just information gathering, you know seeing what’s changed, how people see us.” You explained, she nodded. “You’ll be back though right?” She asked. “Of course.” You nodded. “I’d never abandon you.” “Then we’ll wait for you.” She smiled as pulled your hood up and headed out.

It took longer than you would have liked to get back, there were more heroes around and you didn’t want any one of them to notice that you were heading in the direction of what was supposed to be an abandoned building. When you finally got back there was only a second before someone crashed into you almost knocking the air out of you. “Hey ‘Miko, how are you doing?” You asked. “I was worried about you.” She breathed and you looked at her. “Worried why?” You asked. “You didn’t come back.” She mumbled. “I was just trying to make sure that no one found us here, I told you I was coming back, it was only a couple of hours later than I had said.” You explained. “They were talking about you being taken by the heroes. I got worried.” She said, squeezing you tighter as you attempted to step away. “Don’t worry about that, I’ve been grabbed before, I always get away but there’s no need to worry about that because they aren’t going to get me.” You promised. “Are you sure?” She asked. “I am, I’m being careful because there is someone waiting for me to come back” Your little guy crawling onto your shoulder “two someone’s actually.” You corrected “which means that you need to make sure that you come back.” “Always.” Toga smiled.

Twice

👥 Twice doesn’t really worry about you little friend in fact the more friends the better for him. 👥 He loved holding the 8 legged friend but you always had to remind him not to touch his face afterwards and make sure that he washed his hands. 👥 Twice does get jealous of how close the two of you are at first, he learns that he can get just as close and that you both accept him for who he was, you were probably one of the only people who see him without his mask even if it was only for a short amount of time. 👥 He’s always making sure that you are okay, you are one of the most important people in his life and he will keep you safe no matter what.

You were all sitting just relaxing, there was nothing going on, with Shigaraki in the pod and Dabi and the rest heading up the Paranormal Liberation Front you were left to your own devices, you had been going through information that you had gathered over the past couple of months, your eyes moving to the door when Twice walked in with Hawks, you didn’t actually trust him but you wouldn’t worry Twice about it, it’s not like you won’t be there all the time to keep him safe. “Hey you two, what are you doing here?” You asked. “I was looking for you, I ran into Hawks on the way.” Twice explained as he looked around, you smiled as you pointed upwards where your partner was making his way down to you. “There you are!” Twice cheered as the little guy settled on his head, Hawks watched for a second before looking at you. “Is there something I can help you with No.2?” You asked. “Nah, just wondered what you were doing in here.” He answered. “I’m an information broker, I’m just organising my wares.” You shrugged. “Information broker, you have info on the heroes?” He asked “That would be useful.” “It’s useful when I’m able to verify the information.” You explained “most of the things that I gather on heroes is word of mouth much like the rest of my job but with villains and other criminals it’s easy to find out what’s true, your police aren’t very good at securing their information, your hero association though, they’ve got things to hide and I’ll be the one to find out what it is eventually.” You knew that it sounded like a threat and that was what you wanted. If he was still working for the heroes then this might get him to worry a little and even slip up. “Yeah and you will!” Twice cheered as he walked over to you putting the spider on your shoulder. “Wash your hands Twice.” You reminded him as you jutted your head to the connecting bathroom, he nodded diligently and headed off. “You should know that I don’t trust you and that if you ever get hurt, you will regret it for the rest of your life because not only will you fail but I will be with you from the day you try to the day I succeed in killing you.” “What? You don’t trust me?” He asked. “I trust that you're manipulative.” You answered as you watched the door to that bathroom open. “We have to go!” Twice said suddenly “I promised Toga that I would meet her.” “Alright well I’ll see you guys later then.” You waved, Twice jogged over pressing a kiss to your cheek and patting the little guy where he assumed his head was and headed off, Hawks looked at you for a second before following him out the door, you leaned on your knuckle now more than ready to take on the task of finding out everything that you needed to know about Hawks to take him down.

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Shigaraki's Muse ch 24

The League of villains are in luck, Dabi finally found a recruit, but he doesn't want to share. She's too cute, too sweet, and likes to party. Only downside is his little nurse has principals, she hates both villains and heroes, but wants to heal all. Dabi can handle it, but worse is she has caught the eye of the leader of the league of villains. Can she escape the Leagues attention, will she survive to see the heroes save the day? Or will she be around just long enough to see it all destroyed?

Warning: SFW chapter, cussing, mild violence and refers to a Dabi short called uncensored comments

Shigaraki is feeling blue, Ember is starting to reconsider her capitol punishment ideals with her new roommate, Kai. Nothing seem to go right for either of them. But today Ember gets to find out if she is having a Cyrus or a Hana. It's ok, Terror daddy is going to step in and protect his babygirl.

Chapter 23 < previous

Chapter 24: Seems real enough

Shigaraki couldn’t bring himself to do anything.

He wanted to sleep. It was the only place he could bask in Ember’s warmth. The large stuffed unicorn still smelled like her, and he inhaled deeply, remembering how she would brush his hair aside to kiss his scars. He scrolled through pictures and videos of her. They helped, but he still felt a vast void growing in his soul. He didn't care about anything other than her.

They had some more money after recording their abuse of the sidekick. Dabi held an auction with the dark web porn patrons. Those people were more disturbed than them. Those freaks paid through the nose to have her tortured for days. What the rest of the League did, he couldn’t be bothered. He recorded, he decayed her, but it was mercy at that point. He really didn’t know he had that kind of compassion left in him.

The lackeys came back, they were smart enough to record the mailbox, so he didn’t kill them. After a day, they checked on the envelope, and it had disappeared. Probably some quirk nomu bullshit. He rubs his face in the unicorn, trying to forget how he flew into a rage and decayed the sidekick. Good thing Mustard was quick with the camera.

That feeling hadn't left him. All he wants is Ember back. Why is that too much to ask for? He is starting to become drowsy, a part of him was excited he would see his Ember soon, but he forced it down to drift to sleep. It always ended with him asking her how he could save her.

His eyes are heavy when a massive cracking sound of the roof being torn off of his hideout. It made him jerk and decay the stuffed unicorn. He disintegrated his favorite connection to her beautiful light. It helped him sleep, it helped him see her, it helped him feel her and this giant asshole made him destroy it. Destroyed his only thread of sanity left.

“Weak! WEAK!” It was screaming.

“I’m going to fucking kill you,” he hissed, rising and shaking with rage. The dust drifted off his jacket. He started to climb his way up to attack this overgrown baby that severed his thread. The rest of the League arrived late to the party.

“He’s going to get killed,” Toga wailed. Dabi nodded and sighed. This was the gift, huh? Shigaraki sure as fuck didn’t like it. The cluttered room was getting thrashed, making it worse.

“Packrat, better grab Ember’s things, or he will blow up at us,” Dabi says casually.

“It looks dangerous,” he squeaks. Dabi gives him a look that lets him know that Dabi will kill him if he doesn’t grab Ember’s things.

The doctor's voice floats in over the radio around the beast's neck, informing Shigaraki needed to make him submit to gain the real gift.

“No, I don’t. I don’t care. I don’t want it. I want Ember. I have been trying to contact you,” he rasped, dodging Gigantomachia. The Doctor cuts him off.

“Gigantomachia has an amazing sense of smell. He can find the bunker and crack it open like an egg. Get that little tart for you. I would make it quick since her food supply doesn't last forever. The baby too, so many things could go wrong with that,” the doctor says before cutting off the communication. Shigaraki was a spoiled brat, and he was getting exhausted with waiting. He listens, and yes, that motivates him. Shigaraki is really fighting now. He may get mad about Ember not being in the bunker but he will deal with that when they cross that bridge.

Ember is glaring at the armless man refusing to take a bite and being whiney.

“Come on, Kai, you need to eat. Just one bite, please,” Ember pleaded. The man babbled and mumbled about some pops guy and germs, “I swear there are no germs in it. Come on, there we go, sweetness.” Ember finally got him to take a bite.

“No one has ever called me sweetness,” he says after swallowing. Ember narrows her eyes in contempt.

“I bet. Would you like me to call you neutered child abuser?” She asked with a touch of venom. He shook his head no.

“Sweetness is fine,” he mumbled, taking another bite. Ember skillfully feeds him, quick to wipe away any spills.

“When you're done with that, get him to help you with your project,” Ujiko tells Ember. She nods forlorned and keeps trying to get Kai to eat. As he sits down to eat and mentally giggles at her misery. He was so happy when her stupid optimism finally got crushed. It was better this way; Ember was a much more capable caregiver.

Ujiko immediately turned the girl into a Nomu, to Kai’s approval. He didn’t want to try to convince her to reverse what was done to him. It was better if she was just a tool he could use, so he gave permission to turn her into a mini-factory as a nomu. In the agreement, he will help Ujiko, and Ujiko will make her reverse his condition. When Ember found out, she was less than receptive to the news. Ujiko is still upset. He doesn’t know how she found out. Nosey little bitch. Chronos initially took care of Kai, and he chuckles at the memory.

They were enjoying a meal Ember had cooked. Ujiko and Ember sat across the table, seething with hate at the babbling Kai and Chronos. Chronos could not get him to eat, and Kai was getting worse. He looked to Ember, who flipped him off.

“Si j'avais une bite je te la ferais sucer joli garçon,” she hissed and went back to eating. Ember enjoyed reverting back to her first language and insulting these men to their faces.

“Don’t need an interpreter for that. Look, this is your job. Help him,” Chronos ordered Ember. She shook her head.

“Reform school rules. I’m a bigger fish in this tank. If Doc tells me to, then sure. In the meantime, he has you, so I really don’t see the advantage of me stepping in a helping a couple of child killers,” Ember said, taking another bite. Legion is hovering over her like a mother hen.

“She was a danger, a singularity in her own right. She is not even dead, just in another state of being. We just did the world a favor,” Chronos growled back. Ember flipped him off.

“From the world, asshole,” She said, making Ujiko chuckle. Chronos looked at him, and Ujiko shrugged, pretending to ignore them as he ate. He was actually delighted at his personal soap opera.

“Well, if it’s prison rules, then all I have to do is make you,” Chronos stated.

"How are you going to make me, twig boy?" Ember laughed, quickly reaching out with her fork and flipping Kai’s tray. Food spilled in their laps, and it sent Kai into hysterics. Chronos stared at her with rage, “Whoops, guess you didn’t know your place. I suggest you clean him up and stop having a tantrum,” she calmly replied to his rage.

His hair reached out for her, which was a huge mistake. Legion was swift and snatched the hair, yanking Chronos off his feet and smashing him into a wall with a bloody splat.

“Goddammit! He didn’t deserve to die! Now look, I really do have to help this fucking monster,” Ember huffed as she went to comfort Kai. Who was repeatedly asking, ‘what happened?’

“Not allowed to touch the mother,” it rumbled.

“Well, it will be interesting using a fresh body. Legion, break off and carry him to the exam room. Legion splits in two, removing Chronos limb bleeding body.

“Where is Chronos?” Kai asked, pounding his head on a wall.

“He’s in a new state of being,” Ember said sadly. Maybe, just maybe, they did deserve this. A lump of coal that she was trying to smother sparked and burned a little. Ember hated this. Hated everyone.

She felt broken helping Kai.

She had to help him with everything. To the point Ujiko allowed her to be in the same room as his experiments. He had Legion make sure she didn’t touch anything other than Kai. The things they talk about are way above her education level. But she understands that a person dies during this process, it’s not a complete death, but it is a new kind of death Dr. Frankenstein Ujiko has created. She is going to try to run before he experiments on her. Mr. Tongue has been a fantastic help, sneaking her printouts and pudding. The days are long with this.

As time went on, Kai got better. Still, he seemed to revert to childlike behavior, bedwetting, and crawling into bed with her because he was afraid of the dark.

Ember wanted to be a mommy but never thought she would have so many. Kai had gotten over her germs pretty quickly, and she wished he hadn’t. She had to cover her bed with rubber sheets. If Ember doesn’t let him sleep in the same bed, he wails all night, and then she can’t sleep. If she can’t sleep, she can’t see the Terror or Tomura.

So, here she is, lying in bed with a docile praying mantis steadily breathing in her hair. She closes her eyes and listens to his breathing as a rhythmic lullaby. Until the blackness comes over her.

The inky blackness is lovely. Ember is starting to imagine it’s kind of a womb thing, safe and secure.

“Baby girl!” Terror shouts, and she goes running up, giggling in joy at seeing him. Hugging him tightly.

“Comment va mon papa? Avez-vous pris vos médicaments?” She says.

“Baby girl. Yes, I am taking my medication. You know I will do anything for you,” he says, with a fake smile plastered on his face.

“What the fuck is this?” She says, pointing to his face.

“Ok, I may have some bad news,” he says. Ember starts opening and closing her fists. Terror puts her in her tantrum room. It’s a dream room filled with stuffed unicorns where she can rage.

“Of fucking course! Of course, it’s not easy or nice! What? What!” She screams as she kicks unicorns. Flopping on her ass, red-faced and sweating, “Is it that you’ve been creeping on me having sex with Tomura? Is it that you lied to me about something? You are a lying liar, so not out of the realm of reality! Is it that you're giving up on the ONE FUCKING THING I ASKED FOR? Please! Do tell! Enlighten me!” She raged, tossing unicorns at his face.

The Terror is tranquility personified as he stands there. At the same time, the full-grown woman he loved, like a daughter, threw stuffed unicorns at him. Each one bounces off and adds to the never-ending pile until Ember is worn out.

“Are you finished?” he asked.

“Maybe, depends,” Ember snarked. He sits down next to her and gives his sweaty girl a side hug.

“I stayed because if Shigaraki was going to hurt you, I was going to kill him and end the dream,” he says. She hits him with a unicorn.

“You never said you could do that! If I had known that, I wouldn’t have….” She trails off, blushing.

“I know. But I did say death is one way to end a dream. I didn’t want you to get hurt or trapped. I know you are mad, but guess what? If it ever comes down to you or anyone else, I will always choose you. I love you, and I would die for you,” he stated flatly. It is a truth. Ember feels it radiating off him. It makes her feel guilty over her real father, and she hates it. She wants to hate this man, but he radiates love for her so intensely she accepts it; otherwise, she is left with nothing, which scares her. Ember leans her head into him.

“Please, tell me that is the damn news,” she sulks. It’s hard to stay mad at a man who loves you that much. Great, a villain trained her how to love a villain. God, this makes her feel dumb.

“No. As you know, I have an idea where the bunker is. However, it will need a titan you bust through….so good news, Shigaraki knows of a titian that can do that. He is right now recruiting him. And here is where the news gets a little bad. I…I…may be the reason why you are here, to begin with,” he says, mouth drying up. Ember did not take this news well. He watched in mild horror as Ember violently burned an epitaph of him with sparks and blood.

“Ok, what? What do you mean? You may be the reason I am here?”

“AFO asked me about my quirk about a few years ago. At the same time, he also made small talk about my adopted daughter. I bragged. I had hubris about you, and now I’m starting to wonder whether I set this in motion. I know you are looking at me, wondering why I am telling you this? The man is evil and dangerous. Any plan he has that involves you means you need to distance yourself from anything he has touched. Tomura Shigaraki is not good for you! Get far away from all of them. Raise your baby in peace and happiness. If he really loves you, he will give up his villainous ways and attempt to be a good father. But we both know he would never do that because he’s a villain groomed by evil,” he said.

“Some would say the same about me. Groomed by evil. This changes nothing. Save Bakugou. I want to talk to Tomura, I will be careful, I promise,” Ember says cautiously. She doesn’t know how she feels about this news. She was surprised and ticked off more when he had learned the Terror had worked for AFO in the past.

“I am having trouble creating a link. Shigaraki is not fully asleep. Besides, I don’t think you should be getting so attached to him. He’s a villain, and have ‘accidents’ at the hands of heroes all the time, as you well know,” he said. She was stiffening in his arm, “I think I have a plan, but I will need you to make some sleep bombs as I showed you. Do you think you can do that?” He asked. She nodded, “Good girl. I have plan. When you feel a sudden jerk of sleep, any others in the room should feel it too. I want you to set it off. I may be in and out. If you do see me for a few days, don’t worry. You are going to be free. You are going to come home. Then we are going to hide you from these people and move on with your life,” He stated.

“Whoa. I-I-I don’t want to leave Tomura,” she says and then shuts up, casting her eyes down. The stern look he is giving her with his crossed arms makes her heat with shame.

“We have been struggling to keep you alive in their care. Do not argue. After this, if you are foolish enough to go back to him, I will not be coming to save you. Do you understand?” He loomed. Ember nodded slowly, on the verge of tears again.

“You’ve never said that before,” she said quietly.

“Said what?”

“Said out loud that you loved me. Do you mean it?” she asked, refusing to look at him. He softened, which is something she has not seem often with his sharp features.

“Absolutely, you are my everything,” he declared sincerely.

“I love him,” she said, her voice wobbling, “But I love you. I love this stupid evil baby. I don’t know what to do. Please, don’t make me choose.”

“You have to think of that baby first mon petit lapin. You are just a toy to them, and they have never done anything but use you. Shigaraki is not different from any other villain. You are starting to wake,” he tells her.

She didn’t want to wake up. At least not to the wet, cold mess she is laying in. She looks at Kai and sighs; bedwetting.

“Legion, help us out here,” she shouts at him. Legion split off and helped both.

“I am so glad your awake,” Ujiko says to a shrieking Ember, trying to cover herself.

“Calm down. You have nothing interesting. Today is finding out the sex day, so slip into this robe and get excited,” he announced, leaving. She is excited. Her little bump is going to be a Cyrus or a Hana. Then she started to feel strange about it. If she was not going to be with Tomura, should she use his sister's name? She wanted to cry. She didn’t want to think about it at all.

Legion takes her to the exam room, and she bounces off the walls with joy. Kai is there looking sad. She starts to chat with him like a manic bird about wall colors, how she thinks of taking up crochet, maybe knitting them all skull sweaters. Legion quickly snatches her up strapping her down to the examination table.

“Whoa, hey, what’s with the straps?” she asks, her joy turning to panic. Ujiko was quick with a needle. A wave of bliss rolls over her like an ocean. She feels like she is floating in the tide. All that fear just melted away.

“Thank god, you’re a drug addict. Don't worry we are going to get a look at that spawn,” he says as she giggles. Having the best day of her life as he squirts warm gel on her belly, “sometimes the old ways are the best. An ultrasound, cheap and easy. Looking very healthy, active, there it is. Look right there!” He rotates the screen and shows her little baby boy! Tears start to prick at the corner of her eyes. She was so happy.

"A little Cyrus. My little Cyrus," She beams with joy. She had mixed feeling until this moment, Ember feels a weight lift off her and for the first time in a long time feels genuine joy. Kai fidgets, looking more uncomfortable and nervous.

“Here, let’s make a little printout. It will inspire you to keep going once we start this process,” Ujiko says.

“Wh-wh-what?” Ember realizes she can’t move.

“We are going to be following Master’s wishes. We will be giving you two extra quirks today. Maybe more in the future. It should be mildly painless. But it will be a longer process than average for the baby. I am really interested in what will happen with the baby. Never done this before. Good thing we have Kai here," Ujiko says looking at the man fretting. Mumbling about his arms and how he needs Ember.

“Kai, Kai, sweetness. Please don’t do this. Don’t!” Ember pleaded. Tears run down her face as she struggles to get free. She tried to use her quirk, but the drugs were stomping it down. Kai looks away and shakes his head.

“I can’t. I made sure you won’t die, though. I need you,” he mumbles.

“Godammit! No! I am going to spit in all your food Kai!” Ember shouts. Kai whimpers but picks up a pen with his mouth, to peck at buttons like a scrawny bird she wants to wring the neck of. Legion holds her down to get the other needles in.

“I know you have reservations, but I want to reassure you: I don’t care. It’s happening. This might sting a little,” Ujiko announces. He flips the switch, and Ember screams. There is scorching heat through her body. She has never felt burning before. It is searing and hot on all her nerves, and she is sweating. What the hell is this! She arched her back and screamed until her throat felt like it was being ripped open. Kai carefully monitored her, complaining of how his hands might be getting hurt.

Shigaraki jerked awake in an inky void. He looks at the black wet ground and decides he did not wake up.

“What the fffu..” he started saying when a man in a black and white tuxedo appeared.

“Christ, my little girl can do so much better,” he says, adjusting his lapel. Shigaraki looks him up and down, lightly scratching his neck. He really wants to get back to trying to kill that overgrown baby.

“You don’t have to worry about him. I’m going to protect my little baby girl and kill your ass, fuck face,” Terror says, stretching. Shigaraki chuckles. This must be the Terror. Ember told him how she cared for this man like her father. It was a little disappointing he had to also fight for his life while he was asleep.

“The Terror, I presume?” He asks, lightly scratching his neck.

“You correctly presume dipshit. Let’s do this,” The Terror hisses morphing into his father.

Chapter 25

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paroxysmal-distaste · 3 years

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acatalepsy. || prologue

copied and pasted from my wattpad, excuse the old writing.

playlist. 0. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. ----- ◈ Chapter 0 - Prologue ◈ ◈ Date Published: 24/12/2018 ◈ ◈ Word Count: 2147 ◈ -----

UNKNOWN DAY IN AN UNFAMILIAR UNIVERSE

"What the hell are we doing in here?"

"Lighten up! You barely leave the house anyways."

"Yeah yeah yeah, you don't need to remind me. Did you bring the flashlight I asked you to bring?"

"I thought you were taking it."

You face palmed.

Recently, there's been a train accident where it's said to be believed that the tunnel was haunted. Everyone thought this was true because apparently there would be less people onboard after going through the tunnel than before. Almost like they were taken by something.

You thought it was bullshit.

The area had already been blocked off, but that doesn't stop your adventure loving friend from dragging you into her curiosities. In a way, you had always admired that about her, but other times you saw it as a flaw. One of those times being now.

"Mags?"

"Hm?"

"Can I go now?"

"No."

You rolled your eyes and frowned, speeding up your pace to keep up with her, "Wait up, will you?"

"Does your phone have any battery?" She questioned, ignoring your comment.

"Just a bit, I don't know if it will be enough though, especially since the flashlight takes up a lot of it."

"Turn it on for a moment, I can't see where I'm going." The both of you lifted up the Caution, Keep Out! police tape as you carefully stepped over the rumble. The atmosphere surrounding the place was giving you the chills, and you shivered quietly.

"Can we speed this up a little? I'm getting the creeps." You stated blandly, subconsciously tightening your grip around your backpack straps. You kicked a squashed can of Sprite to the left of you.

"Give me a hand with this." Mags gestured for you to help her with what seemed to be a large part of debris from the crash.

"Alright, but if it accidentally drops on your foot or something and it breaks, don't blame me." You raised your hands up comically and pursed your lips, before dropping them loosely to your sides. You grunted as your fragile hands attempted to pull off a large chunk of concrete from the side of the tunnel.

"You know, you're acting kind of weird. What's the rush? You don't have somewhere to be, right?" She asked abruptly.

You froze,"N-no, what makes you say that?" Your body stiffened as your friend squinted her eyes at you suspiciously.

"You seem to be in a really big hurry for some reason and you don't usually care when I pull you around on these trips."

You lifted your arms and shoulders, turning your head to the side, "I-I don't know, I think I'm just tired I guess."

"You're a terrible liar! You're meeting up with someone aren't you?" She placed her hands on her hips and neared you, making you back away nervously.

"Pffft- whaaaaaat? No way." You tugged at your turtleneck, "It's getting a little hot in here. Mind if I just-" Just as you were going to push past her, she said something that made you pause.

"It's Miles, isn't it?" The constant shifting of your eyes made her own widen and her lips to curve into a smile. "I knew it! You can't hide anything from me!"

"Shush! I was going to tell you, but I didn't know if I would call it anything yet." You fiddled with your hands in an antsy way, before pushing a strand of loose hair behind your ear.

"Ooo, you have to tell me what happened!"

"He just asked me out, that's all!"

"That's all! What do you mean- that's great!"

Your face reddened as she hugged you, "Stop... you're making it seem bigger than it is."

Mags nudged you suggestively, before walking forward. "I'll drop it. For now."

After a moment or two, a giant hole in the wall was finally revealed, and your friend carefully put a foot in the gap, trying to squeeze their way in.

"I can't get in! I think I'm stuck." She murmured, her voice echoing since half her body was left through the wall and her legs were kicking up and down in panic.

You snickered at her flailing limbs, and you could hear her getting cross at your lack of helpful action.

Something made a clicking sound, and you shielded your eyes from the sudden bright light in your face. It flickered for a moment, and a loud horn sound blew.

"M-Mags." You tugged at the bottom of her jacket, your eyes widening as you noticed that the light was from an incoming train.

"Huh?" She questioned, "I can't see! What's going on?"

Your face paled as you began to roughly tug at her legs, accidentally slipping one of her shoes off. "Dammit! A train's coming!"

"I thought there weren't supposed to be any trains seen this place had been closed off!"

"Yeah, well, it's not going to be stopping anytime soon - let me help you, stop kicking!"

Just as Mags was easing herself out of the hole, something made you pause momentarily.

Something tickled your arm, and instantly, you began to mentally freak out. Whatever it was, if you made any sudden movements, you were sure it was going to harm you.

"Ow! Something bit me!"

Never mind.

A burning sensation began to occur on your palm, and it felt as if your skin was falling off. You tried your best to not yell out in pain, since you and Mags were trying your best to get out of the place alive.

"I'm out! Quick! Hurry up, it's coming!"

You snapped your head to look behind you, seeing the lights coming closer. Turning your attention back to what was in front of you, a few metres forward was Mags with her hand extended, waiting for you to grab it.

The train seemed to get closer every second, and you bolted forward, almost tripping over the tracks.

You finally managed to clasp your hand around your friend's, and she hoisted you up immediately.

It was right on time too, because the train violently broke through the large concrete rumble, and continued going ahead at full speed.

The rubble of rocks flew everywhere, causing both you and Mags to fall backwards and to scoot backwards with your hands.

"Oh my goodness." You ran a shaky hand through your hair, which was now messed up. By doing so, a striking pain ran through your arm again, and it brought attention to what happened earlier.

You breathed in through your teeth, as Mags grabbed your hand gently in worry.

"I think it was a spider, but it must have been a pretty nasty one because it hur- gah! Careful!" You snatched your hand away from her grasp, making her stumble out a 'sorry'.

"Let's just get out of here." You frowned at her before walking out of the subway, her footsteps following quick behind.

You stared at your hand curiously, wondering what sort of bug would produce a large wound and sensation like that.

A radioactive spider definitely didn't cross your mind.

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You ended up cancelling on Miles, and it made you feel terrible since you were really looking forward to your 'hangout'. He had invited you to go rollerblading with him, since he knew you loved it.

What you told him was that you weren't feeling very well, but you promised you would make it up to him.

That bite from a week before, was no ordinary bite. Your daily life was increasingly difficult, from accidentally ripping papers the second you tried to remove it from your own fingers, to climbing walls.

You did put two and two together, and realise that it must have been during that train episode because that's where you first started feeling weird.

Going out for a walk, you hummed the song that was playing through your headphones and looked around at the lights and streets of Brooklyn.

The moment was short lived though, since what happened next was only made aware to you when you heard an extremely high pitched scream. It must have been pretty loud since your headphones are always full volume, which signalled that something was seriously wrong.

You pulled your hoodie down, and carefully removed your headphones to find out what was happening.

Another villain.

And Kid Arachnid - as everyone called him - was saving the city once again. You had never seen him in action up close, and it only took you a few moments to notice that his abilities were the same ones that you had.

Your fingers began to tingle, and you looked down at them, slightly startled at the realisation. Were you just like him? You didn't know, and a small part of you wished you were. It would be interesting becoming a hero and fighting alongside Kid Arachnid.

A loud yell pierced your thoughts again, and you jumped at the sudden sound.

A car was thrown your way, but a string of webs managed to prevent it from going any further.

You looked up to see your saviour, who was now struggling to fight against the person opposing him.

A strong urge to help was almost forcing you to get up and assist him, but your fears held you back.

The villain seemed to have said something to him that alarmed him, because he ended up grabbing you and holding you up.

"Y/N!"

Wait, Y/N? How does he- His voice. I know that voice. Of course I do, I could recognise it a mile away. A mile...

Miles.

Everything that happened next was a blur, and you still couldn't process it. Before you knew it, you were free from the malefactor but in exchange for the well-being of someone else.

"Miles." You whispered, before running over to where he was laying. Almost instantly, you moved him off of the wreckage to make him feel a little more comfortable instead of having sharp rocks digging into his back.

"Miles- are you o-okay?" You managed to cry out. "You didn't have to do that!" You kneeled down to his level, unsure how to treat him.

"I did anyways though, didn't I?" He grinned and stated in a raspy voice. Of course that was his response.

"I-I should have gone to our meetup- maybe then I wouldn't have disappointed you, and left things like this. I-I-It's all my f-fault and-"

"Y/N. It's not your fault. This was bound to happen eventually." He was cut off when he gave out a weak cough.

Your hands shook vigorously as you placed them over Miles' cheek, using one to pull off his mask.

He smiled delicately when he saw you a little clearer, and he pushed the strand of hair that was sticking out behind your ear. "You always did have those little bits of hair pointing out all the time."

Your laugh made the tears that were brimming your eyes fall down on his chin.

Miles' eyes trailed to his stomach, where a large and deep, bleeding cut was held. There was no way he was recovering from that.

Suddenly, he squinted, and a pressure built into your head. It felt like a headache, but it actually felt nice. His eyes widened at you, and he smiled.

"Y-you're like me."

"W-what?"

He didn't reply, and his eyes were beginning to close.

"Miles. Miles! Answer me!" You tried your best to try to shake him awake without damaging him, but he wouldn't wake up. "M-Miles...?"

You stood up carefully.

This happened way too fast. First you get bitten by a radioactive spider, next your crush, best friend and also the city's super hero dies in your arms.

You couldn't even cry anymore, because you were still processing what had just happened. The villain was still on the loose.

Of course, at this point, you were fully aware that what ever caused Miles to be as skilled as he was, also got you.

It was a spider.

You dug your fingers into your fist until your knuckles turned white.

If there isn't going to be anymore Kid Arachnid, then there needed to be someone else to be there for him. Not to take his place, but rather, in his memory.

An idea started to form into your mind.

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The Forces of Nature || Ch.17

Pairing: Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader Summary: “There’s this kid out there that can control the wind or something. I think she’s a great addition to the team. Let’s recruit her.” 2,456 words italics are flashbacks Series Masterlist || Parker || Taglist

On the way to Greece, Steve formulated a plan that was suitable for everyone and upon arriving, they went to work. They landed in Athens and they were ready to fight. The Violent Swine wasn’t showing up yet and they still had time to review their plans. “Okay, let’s huddle.” Steve announced. Tony looked at him like he was crazy, “We never do huddles.”

“Yeah, but I figured we could review our plan.” Steve said, turning around to face everyone.

“Did you mean your plan? You planned everything. We got no say in it.” Tony said.

“Can both of you stop it? We’re here for Y/N. We have no time to listen to both of you fight, okay? We’re supposed to stick together, not fight each other. Fight each other later when all of this is over, but for now, shut up.” Nat said sternly. Steve and Tony immediately quieted down.

Deciding to steer the attention back to their purpose, Y/N thought it’d be nice to take the reins. She cleared her throat and said, “Okay, let’s review Steve’s plan. Tony, Sam, and Rhodey will handle the aerial fights and the tech stuff. Nat and Cap will handle the fights on the ground with the rest of us, but on the other side of the city. Clint will be on one of the roofs. Tony will bring him there. Th-”

“You’re kind of like my Uber.” Clint glanced at Tony, who rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Okay and Th-”

“I know where I’ll be Lady Y/N.” Thor interrupted with a smile. “I shall be with Steve and Lady Natasha here on the ground and we shall fight the villain and his allies. And this man,” Thor put a hand on Bruce’s shoulder, “will turn green and throw things upon doing so.”

“Yes, thank you for that, Thor.” Y/N chuckled a bit. “Wanda will rescue people and Scott will be hiding. Careful on where you step because Scott will be small for this. He’s back up. I guess for the meantime, Scott can help Wanda.”

“Got it.” Scott nodded.

“Me, Pete, and Bucky will be looking for the villain and we’ll fight him. He’ll probably bring an army of allies. Are we all ready?” Y/N asked everyone and they all nodded. She grinned, “Alright. Make sure all your comms are on so we can talk and check on each other. Let’s split up and take care, everyone.”

They all went their separate ways and soon as they did that, The Violent Swine arrived with his allies. His allies were wearing old-fashioned Greek clothing and they all looked like gods.

“Is it just me, or are they all dressed like people from Asgard?” Peter asked, getting ready to fight.

“Don’t be silly, Peter. They only have sheets as clothes.” Y/N pointed out, making Bucky chuckle. “I’m quite nervous, though. I haven’t been in a fight before.”

“This one’s a big fight, that’s for sure.” Peter said, nervously.

“This is going to be the greatest fight of your lives, trust me. Both of you can do it.” Bucky encouraged.

“We finally met.” The Violent Swine grinned as he walked towards Y/N. “I would say sorry for your loss, but I’m not sorry for what I did. I wanted to get your attention.”

“It worked. I’m here now.” Y/N said. “What do you want from me?”

“You don’t deserve to be here. I want you gone; dead, even.” The Violent Swine said. He was angry at her for living and Y/N didn’t know why.

“Not if I kill you first.” Y/N answered, making the eyes of Peter’s mask widen in shock. He didn’t know that the plan was to kill the villain. He thought that they’d take him to prison.

“We’ll see about that.” The Violent Swine turned his head to his allies before looking back at Y/N, “Epíthesi! (Attack!)”

With that, the battle began.

The first to strike were the deities in the sky, making Sam, Tony, and Rhodey confused. “What is this shit?” Sam asked as he fought one of them.

“I don’t know, but they just popped out of nowhere!” Rhodey exclaimed, shooting the one he was fighting. After blasting the sky deity that attacked him, Tony said, “After this, I’m taking a break. This Avatar shit is making me tired.”

“You’re just getting old.” Sam joked.

“Okay, Big Bird.” Tony responded as they fought off more of the deities.

Clint was on the roof, shooting arrow after arrow up in the sky to help Tony and the rest of the guys. “What’s happening up there?” Clint asked through the comms, taking a break from shooting arrows.

“Just fine!”

“Yeah, we can do it!”

“Go help Nat and Capsicle!”

“Roger that.” Clint said before parkouring his way down from the rooftop. “Nat? Cap? Where are you, guys?” He made his way through the crowd as people ran for safety.

“We’re outside The Parthenon fighting off these big guys!” Nat grunted as she got hit on the ribs.

“I’m on my way.” Clint ran through the crowd and went there. As he passed by, Wanda and Scott a few feet away from him, leading people to safety.

“Can you take your helmet thing off? You’re freaking people out.” Wanda said.

“No way. After we lead these people to safety, we’re going to help them fight off the bad guys and it’s protecting my head.” Scott responded. “Geez, how many people are here?”

“Thousands, probably.” Wanda shrugged. When the last people were led to the safe place that Scott found, they closed the door and looked at each other.

“What now?” Scott asked.

“We help them.” Wanda answered. “Where will you go?”

“Probably with Thor. You?”

“The sky.” Wanda said.

“Alright. Good luck!” Scott said. Wanda flew up to where the three men were and joined them in fighting. “I figured you needed a woman’s help in fighting because you three seem to be losing.”

“Is that trash talk?” Tony asked, amused.

“Only if you want it to be.” Wanda said as she effortlessly fought off the deities.

On the ground, Scott was on his way to Bruce and Thor. He didn’t have to ask where they were because he could see Hulk from where he was. “I’m here!” Scott said, standing next to Thor and getting ready to fight.

“Ahh, yes! The tiny man who can also grow very big!” Thor exclaimed. “Bruce is already smashing things and I’m going to do my thunder stuff. You can fight them off by getting really big.”

“Okay, I’ll do that.” Scott shrugged and turned himself bigger. All three of them fought alongside each other and they were winning. “Hey, Spidey! How’s it going over there?” Scott asked.

“Not good for me!” Peter shrieked as he got dragged by one of the allies. Peter shot taser webs at them and they immediately let go of him. Peter stayed on the ground to catch his breath and Bucky ran past him, “C’mon, Peter! Keep up!”

“Yeah, just a second!” Peter shouted, as he slowly stood up. He looked at Y/N and she was busy fighting The Violent Swine in hand-to-hand combat. Y/N threw in good punches and kicks as she skillfully dodged his attempts. Needless to say, she was winning.

“Kid, I know you can fight better than her, but she’s owning this shit!” Bucky said as he shot every ally he could find.

“Gee, thanks.” Peter said before concentrating and joining the fight once more.

“Y/N!” Bucky shouted as he saw her being punched so hard that she flew a few feet away. Bucky ran towards her as she took deep breaths. “I’ve been in a lot of fights and I know it hurts. But you have to get up and fight him harder than he fought you. If he loses, it’s over and we can go home.”

He helped her up and after making sure she was alright, he ran off to help Peter. Y/N angrily walked towards The Violent Swine and said, “You took my only family away from me and I’ll never forgive you for that!”

“Yeah, I figured. It won’t matter anymore when you’re dead like her. I’m doing you a favor, Gaia.” He said tauntingly.

“Don’t call me that!” She shouted and flew up in the sky. She looked down at him and got ready to finally end him.

“Oh, you don’t know your origin?” The Violent Swine chuckled. “That’s upsetting, darling. You don’t belong here at all! That’s why I’m sent to kill you.”

“Who sent you?” She asked, brows furrowed.

“Ouranos.” He replied before shouting something in Greek to his allies. A few of his allies flew to where Y/N was and they fought. With all her strength, she fought. It was difficult, but she was pushing through.

Peter and Bucky saw it and Bucky said, “Peter, do your web sling thingy!”

“Who will I shoot it to?”

“The fucking enemy, of course!”

“Geez, calm down, old man!” Peter said before doing what he was told. He shot stun webs at Y/N’s enemies and they all fell on the ground. As soon as they did, Bucky ran towards them and fought them. Peter joined Bucky and asked, “Mr. Stark, you okay?”

“Yeah, we’re all okay here. I think we fought the last of them. Wanda helped us. Capsicle, how are you and Nat?”

“We’re good. Clint thinks Nat broke a rib and I think so too.” Steve said, breathing heavily while wiping some blood off his lip.

“I’m fine and I can still fight!” Nat exclaimed.

“You can sit this one out, Nat.” Clint said.

“Scott, you there?” Steve asked.

“Yeah! Thor’s been doing his thunder stuff and Hulk has been throwing cars at the bad guys. I asked help from the ants too and they did a great job. We were able to tackle this one guy and it turns out, he hated ants. So my little ant dudes just-”

“Okay, that’s enough. Thank you.” Steve said.

“Oh, yeah. No problem!” Scott said happily.

“What’s going on there, Queens?”

“I think Y/N and the swine flu guy are confronting each other because Y/N killed his allies. She just landed on the ground and they’re talking.” Peter said, updating the rest of the team. “I think you guys should come and see this.”

The rest of the avengers joined Peter and Bucky as they watched the interaction between Y/N and The Violent Swine.

“You killed my allies.” The Violent Swine said as he looked around. The damage was done and he knew that the Avengers would win if they took him away or worse, kill him. If he killed one of them and got away, it’s the loss of the Avengers. He weighed out his options and formulated a plan.

“It’s over for you. Just give up.” Y/N said. She was tired, but she wanted to make sure that this villain was gone.

“I’ve been watching your every move since you were born and you grew up nicely.” He said. “You lost a lot of people in your life and you lived with your cruel aunt and seeing you alive and kicking is refreshing. I applaud you for that, truly.”

Y/N didn’t know what his motive was, but she knew that he wasn’t sincere. Something off about him and his speech and she could feel that something bad was about to happen. She just had to beat him to it.

“That night, when you killed Eunice, the police saw the words ‘overthrow gaia’ on the wall written with blood. What did you mean by that?” Y/N asked, mentally preparing to fight.

“I can’t give you the answers because Ouranos never told me everything. He just showed me who you are and said ‘Gaia’ and threw me here. He made me watch you grow up and develop your powers. He’s the reason your parents are dead.”

“What?” Y/N looked away in distraught. Her parents. Her poor mother and father never made it out alive.

Anything can happen in a blink of an eye. A few seconds can pass and that can be considered as the past already. That's the concept of time. Because of this, everyone does stupid things. It can be anything. After all, stupid things that a person has done might not be stupid enough to another person. It's totally different, but everyone can agree that drunk driving is stupid.

Anything can happen in a blink of an eye. One second Y/N and her parents were going on a drive then the next second, they were hit by another car. They were in the middle of nowhere in an intersection and everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Their car got hit by another car, similar to their own car, and it was a strong impact. Unfortunately, due to that almost everyone died. Almost everyone. Y/N was the only one who survived. She only had scratches.

She didn't know why she was left alive. She didn't know why she was spared, but she figured the man upstairs had plans for her. She didn't know what the plans were, but she was willing to figure it out.

She quickly got out of the car and she was glad she did because after she got out of the car, it blew up. It was hard for a 15 year old to see that. The driver of the other car died too. She later found out that the driver was drunk when the ambulance came.

She was brought to the hospital for her wounds to be cleaned. Then her grandmother was called to inform her what happened. Y/N's grandmother picked her up from the hospital and drove her home.

While looking away, The Violent Swine made his move. He took a small dagger from his pocket and ran to Y/N. She felt someone running towards her and she turned around to see The Violent Swine holding a dagger, ready to stab her.

It was as if everything happened in slow motion. The Violent Swine got ready to pounce on her, but the ground shook and it opened. Y/N saw nothing but fear in his eyes as he fell down the hole she created before closing it up. The ground that The Violent Swine walked on, swallowed him whole. The sight made the avengers gasp. They had never seen anything like it before.

“Remind me not to make her mad.” Scott said, breaking the silence.

Just like that, it was over. The evil met his demise.

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iwriteficsandmore · 4 years

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A Little Piece of You

Oh shit, haha! Forgot to put a preview here. Hi! I’m alive! Have been busy writing for my other WIPs but wanted to get this out here bc I love you guys and also this was a cute af soulmate au. Thanks to @insanemarshmallow for the wonderful explanation of this chibi soulmate AU! Also god bless the settphel pairing of league of legends. It gave me the right amount of inspiration for a cute and angtsy oneshot :D

For a child, it's a wondrous thought the one of knowing you would one day find a soulmate. Even more so when you constantly saw it everywhere you went. People going about their lives with cute tiny versions of that one person that belonged with them and whom they were to spend the rest of their lives with. It was a fairytale on its own. One that became yours to live once you turned eighteen and that little piece of them came to you. It was a strange thing to see it happen, but just as great as you thought it'd be when a tiny version of your soulmate hatched from its egg. It had been born alongside you, a reminder that you, too, had someone waiting for you once you grew. You took care of that egg when young knowing how precious it was after hearing so many stories of happily ever afters. And now you finally had it. Alive.

The first thing that came out of the shell when it broke were red feathers. They poked out somewhat matted and ruffled as it finally emerged and huge amber eyes met yours. His tiny hands ruffled his dark blonde hair back. Chills ran down him as he shook himself out of his stupor and traveled from his head all the way to his toes and tiny wings, sprouting at the end like a blown-up balloon. He was adorable. And the first and only thing he said was his name: Keigo. Finally, you had your very own soulmate!

But...the experience of having a soulmate was tiring to say the least.

You didn't know if it was just Keigo, but taking care of this particular red bird was a full-time job. Quirks were already a problem to deal with in and of themselves. But that the small part of your soulmate's soul could readily use those wings of his to fly all around your house was a bigger problem in itself. When you got him at first you thought about keeping him in a cage whenever you had to go out and couldn't take him with you. The first few times, though, you noted how sad he was when you came home. The way he clung to you every time you let him out and how those massive tears welled up in his eyes broke you inside. You threw that cage away after a week of having it. Having no place to keep him however meant that you needed to teach him to be careful. If Keigo wanted to be free, he needed to be careful lest he be taken away or hurt. Little Keigo didn't take that lesson fully to heart until after a little incident with a cat. After that, he would stay close to you whenever you took him outside with you. It took almost a full year to get used to him, but once you did, it was like you two had been together for your whole life.

Little Keigo was fun to be around with, always enjoying the things you did with him. His taste for chicken got you to learn plenty of new recipes. He slept soundly with you, his little hands always cradling your thumb when he slept in the palm of your hand. And those feathers. You kind of figured what his Quirk was simply by the way he would control all those feathers on his crimson wings. Thing was that he would try to help you at times with things a little too heavy for him which was both worrying and sweet in equal measures.

Sadly not everything was nice. Not long after he was born did you notice that he began showing signs of pain. Always different places but very visibly hurting. Like someone was hitting or hurting him somehow. You knew the wounds wouldn't show, but seeing him always tired and in pain for days on end would cause your heart to ache to no end. There were also times when his feathers would simply fall with no explanation. It wasn't him controlling them either. They would simply fall and turn a dark brown like petals falling from flowers. And in a way, it was, because when that happened, it would take several days for new ones to grow. Although you were saddened that he was grumpy and glum from being unable to fly, a part of you was also glad. Only when his feathers fell like that did he ever seem to take any breaks and rest.

'It's your soulmate,' your mother said when you asked her. 'He's reacting to the soul bond between them. There's nothing you can do except wait it out with him.'

And it's exactly what you did. You never questioned it nor chastised him. You knew it wouldn't serve any purpose. Instead, you took care that Keigo wouldn't suffer anymore from your end than his counterpart was already going through. It still hurt though, seeing him hurting. But what stung your heart the most was the way that sometimes tears would just spring from him out of the blue. It happened during the middle of the night almost always and when that crying woke you up, it tore at your heart that you could do nothing more than hold him close and soothe that tiny part of his soul.

A couple more years went by like that—sometimes painfully, most rather joyfully—until you figured it out.

It was during dinnertime. Now that you were out of home and living by yourselves in a little apartment close to campus, it was usually spent doing exactly that, eating. But that particular day, Keigo wanted to watch TV. It's not something you did often. You were what they called a country bumpkin through and through. Though you had the resources, you seldom were on the web unless necessary for a task. You had a TV when you lived with your folks but aside from watching cartoons every now and then you never really paid it any attention. The one you had in your tiny apartment was one that had been left behind by the previous tenant. Just a small box with antennas that worked only when it wanted. Complying with his request, you somehow made it work, having it close enough for him to watch while you both ate. And it was while chewing through a serving of yakitori, you saw him.

Keigo. A much, much bigger version. And he was saving people and beating villains on network television. To say you almost choked to death would be an understatement. Keigo—your cute, little Keigo—was the Number Three Hero in all of Japan. The hero known as Hawks. Disbelief was what struck you first and hard. But the more your little Keigo, that little piece of him that resembled the hero to a T, pointed at the flickering screen with a larger than life smile on his face, the more you knew there was no denying the truth. But how? How had you missed such a huge thing for so long? Sure your upbringing explained it a bit. That your parents weren't big hero fans in general also added to it. But that could only hide everything for a little while. Maybe the first year. But for the last four?

God, you seriously needed to see an eye doctor from how damn blind you were.

You were still baffled as could be when you and Kei went out to the convenience store if only to get your mind out of things. But there was no time for you to space out when, out of the blue, Keigo suddenly perked up and flew away from his perch on your shoulder. Utterly freaking out when it was this late at night, you chased after the fast little pigeon, turning corner after corner and getting more lost the longer you did. You dodged some random people who were on their late night stroll or going back home from work apologizing all the way as you chased after that little red fluff of feathers as quick as you could. Finally, when he was getting too far, you shouted his name in an attempt to get him to slow down. He turned a corner, you did too—and crashed right into someone.

A hand firmly grasped your arm to stop you from falling back almost instantly. You hurriedly apologized not wanting to lose Keigo. But when the person spoke up, you froze in your tracks.

"Y/n?"

Almost instantly, your head snapped upward and met amber eyes. Rather familiar ones at that with those delineations on those eyes. The name spilled from little lips almost instantly without you even noticing.

"Keigo?"

A soft glow took both of your attentions and made you face to the side were a couple of little things were floating in midair. It was your little Keigo and in his arms...a tiny version of you. Both were giddily giggling as he spun them in midair with his wings. The glow that caught your sight had been the one they were emanating as they danced. A glow that, like you'd been told by your mother long ago, meant that you and your soulmate had finally found one another and were truly bonded. Out of breath as you were, it took you a second to finally turn back to the man before you. 'Keigo,' you reminded yourself. Before you could say anything, he let out a hearty laughter that reached his eyes as he took off the baseball cap he had on letting windswept blonde tresses fall over his face. Curious how on him it was a rather handsome look instead of cute.

"Who would've thought, huh?" As he laughed again, he reached out his hand to the two tiny versions of yourselves. Your little Keigo brought themselves back to the palm of his hand, the two holding hands and bumping their foreheads against each other like little doves. "Y'know, I always thought the little you was cute. Never thought you'd be this lovely in real life."

"T-Thank you." Dumb, yes, but you had no idea what else to say. Your brain was fried after all these surprises in less than 24 hours! The No.3 hero—your soulmate—was before you, and it was far more than you could take at the moment. When you noticed him staring, it finally brought back some of that notorious self-consciousness of yours as you fidgeted in your own shoes. "S-Sorry! It's a bit of a shock to find you, well, here. Now. And god, I can't believe this is happening now when I just found out about you."

Those amber eyes grew a bit quizzical at her statement. "What do you mean?" You were embarrassed to admit that you barely had put two and two together about his identity which got another laugh from him. "Honestly, not surprising." He reached up to ruffle the little you's head lovingly as a tender smile came to his face. "You never liked watching TV or playing with my phone. I always carry a book with me because you like to read so much. I never thought it'd take this long to find each other."

"How long have you been a hero?" you asked, curious.

"Since I was eighteen."

Oh. That explained so much. Yet nothing at all at the same time. Wanting to start things again, you cleared your throat and stood in front of him as your little Keigo returned to your side, sitting on your shoulder with a proud grin. "H-How about we start again? I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you, Kiego-san."

Keigo chuckled as the little you returned to the safety of his shirt pocket, peeking out from under the flap with as wide a smile as his. "It's nice to meet you, too, y/n."

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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!Daughter!Reader

Chapter 5

Premis:

When The League of Villains discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.

Word Count: 1,386

Warnings: prescription drugs, restraints, yelling.

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Chapter 4 Chapter 6

Shigaraki sat alone in his room pouring over web page after web page. Books, articles, essays, anything and everything he could get his dry, cracked hands on. Telekinetic quirks were common, there was no shortage of people with the ability to move things with their mind. However, he was having a hard time finding cases where the user was medicated to suppress their quirk. Sure, science was always developing new ways to alter quirks, but rarely were people with telekinetic powers put on such strong anti-depressants.

He leaned back in his chair, his nails digging at the dry skin on his neck as he thought over the information he had collected. He tried to pull the pieces together. You were so scared, so freaked out and panicked. He was having a hard time processing it himself. He had expected you to beg and cry while being held captive, but you were worried, about your captor’s safety.

He pulled his hand away from his neck and looked down at his hands. The things you said. The way you plead for death. So sincere. No one had ever begged him like that. It sent a cold shiver down his spine. It caught him so off-guard. Maybe he’d bitten off more than he could chew with you. Maybe he should let you go. No. No, he couldn’t. He wasn’t done with you yet. He had plans he had to follow through with. If he could pull this off, he could tear the world apart from the inside, out. If he showed everyone how incapable and flaky heroes could be, he could turn the narrative to the public. It would make everything so much easier.

If he could just get them to tell the truth. He had tinkered with the idea of broadcasting footage of you telling the truth, but even then, how could he get people to believe. No. He decided he just needed more time. While he plotted further, he would continue to keep you hostage. He had to.

He stood from his seat and shuffled out into the hallway to find a few stragglers in the living room chatting. He stood there around the corner and listened to them talk. He had given the task of keeping an eye on All Might and the investigation, just so they could stay one step ahead. They were bickering about the best way to go about following All Might since he had hardly left his apartment since your disappearance.

He turned and walked back down the hallway and stopped in front of a particular door. He stared at it for a moment, lost in thought. He knew you were behind it. He knew he had questions to ask you. He knew you’d comply, you were never shy about giving information before. You were so open but at the same time, so closed off. It was starting to frustrate him.

He stood in front of the door for a little longer than he realized, lost in deep thought as he contemplated on his options. Suddenly the door swung open, it almost startled him. With wide eyes he looked down at Toga. She looked back with a surprised expression before flashing a smile and speaking.

“Come to check up on our guest?” She giggled at him.

“Has she been stabalized?” He asked. Toga looked back into the room and then back to him. She shrugged.

“A few things move here and there when she’s upset, but nothing extreme. I’d be careful if I were you, she’s easily freaked out right now. She won’t stop begging to be let go. She keeps going on and on about our safety. Somethings not right.” Once she was done talking, Shigaraki walked past her.

You watched his looming figure make it’s way into the small room. Before you slept in a sleepingbag in a glorified closet, now, you had been tied to an old twin bed. Your arms tied above your head, your feet stretched out in front of you, another binding around your torso. The whole thing made you feel sick and violated. There was something horrifyingly familiar about these restraints.

“Have you slept at all?” He asked you as he sat down in the chair beside the bed.

“Have you?” You asked him. You could see the dark circles under his eyes, how puffy and dry they were. You traced imaginary lines over the scars around them, you noted they were the same around his lips. You wondered if they were dry to the touch or just scar tissue left over.

“How long have you been on medication for?” He asked you. You looked away, suddenly very aware of how long you had been starring at his face.

“Since my quirk manifested when I was eight. Eight? Nine maybe?” You trailed off, filing through the memories in search of the right answer.

“And you forgot to mention your medication until recently, why?”

“I don’t know. This is my first time being kidnapped. I didn’t know when I’d be home, or if I’d be dead.” He scoffed at you.

“Why do you keep thinking I’m going to kill you?”

“Are you fucking serious? You’re Japan’s- The World’s most wanted criminal. You’ve killed before you’ll kill again. You think me forgetting about my meds is a big issues, motherfucker its hard to think about anything right now. Much less remembering to take my meds without my phone alarm going off to remind me everyday. I don’t know if you’re aware, by being held hostage is kind of upsetting!” On your last word, the bed began to rattle, a glass of water on the bedside table threw itself towards you, and the chair Shigaraki sat in thrusted forward, closer to you. He jumped at the movement, and grasped onto the sides in an attempt to stablize himself. The sight of the villain in such a state of surprise, made you smile.

“Fair.” He muttered as he looked around, avoiding your eyes as you chuckled at him. He sat back down before speaking again. “What were you taking?”

“Paroxzaphin. It’s a strong antidepressant. It’s the only thing that works for me. Because my quirk relies heavily on my emotions, it was difficult to control when I was young. But with the help of medication, it is now manageable.”

“Supressed.”

“Exscuse me?”

“Your medication didn’t manage your quirk, it suppressed it entirely. If it does as you say, then it would have worked to manage your quirk, but instead it suppressed to a point where you were unable to use it entirely.

“Fine. It suppresses my abilities. But you don’t know what you’re dealing with. It would be better if I didn’t have this ability at all.”

“Why do you say that? What happens without it? You move a few pieces of furniture around? I’m not afraid of you.” He leaned in closer. Way too close for your liking.

“You don’t understand. Overtime, it’ll get worse.”

“How do you know?”

“You have to let me go, everyone is in danger.”

“Why? What happens?” He growled.

“Let me go!” You cried. His frustration peaked as he loomed over you. His eyes wide, his lips turned into a dark frown as he bared his teeth. He reached out a hand. Your restraints loosened around yours arms, until you felt dust fall over your flesh. You pulled your hands down and stared at the bruises the restraints caused. Soon your torso and ankles felt the release as well. You looked up at Shigarak who now stood at the foot of the bed. You opened your mouth to ask him why, but he interrupted you.

“You’re safe here. I trust you.” He said softly. You were confused. Where did this come from? Why was he so calm all of a sudden? Why was he looking at you like this? Like he understood, like he had sympathy for you.

“What?”

“I’ll see about getting you your medication. For now, you stay here as you have been. If you feel things are too much, tell us before you go into another fit, okay?” You nodded. He seemed almost reluctant to be saying what he was. To be as mature and nurturing as he was being, but regardless, he seemed to understand. And that was new.

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waitimcomingtoo · 5 years

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Hi 👋🏻 can you do a headcanon dating Peter Parker and having ice power (like Killer Frost) ? ❤️

Peters dating a reader with ice powers would include:

Your ice powers developed when you were sixteen and you were hella embarrassed by them

You tried to hide it at first, cutting out the pesky streaks of ice blonde hair that would grow every so often

You felt like a freak. Or worse, a villain.

You couldn’t think of any good guys with ice powers. Except, maybe Frozone

You didn’t want to accept your powers and kept them a secret from everyone you knew, swearing they were a curse and you’d never use them

That was, until one day in New York

You found yourself catering a party for the one and only Tony Stark

While you admired the man, others did not

A bomb was planted and set to go off during Tony’s third grand speech

You didn’t think. You just reacted. You stepped in front of Tony right as the explosion went off and hit the flame with a blast of ice

You ignored the gasps and murmurs of the crowd behind you and focused all your energy on your powers

The flames died down and you stood there, frozen (no pun intended)

You felt embarrassed and ashamed as the people in the crowd stared at you with wide eyes and open mouths

You looked around slowly and your eyes landed on a curly haired boy in a suit much too big for him

He locked eyes with you and did something unexpected

He started clapping

He kept going until others slowly joined in.

You felt your usually cold cheeks heat up as Tony Stark himself waltzed up to you

“No causualites. No third degrees burns. No damage to my hardwod floors. And you managed it protect my ice skulpture that took Jorge three hours to make.” Tony quipped. He put his hand on each of your shoulders as if he was knighting you.

“Y/n.” Tony said as he read your name tag. “Congratulations. You’re an Avenger now.”

You found out the cute curly haired boy who lead the applause was called Peter, and he was also an Avenger

“I’m Spider-Man.” Peter told you proudly, before a mission. “What’s your made up name?”

“I don’t have one.” You tell him sheepishly.

“Well, you have ice powers. And you want to sound bad ass, right? What about somethign cool like…The Frost Boss?”

“I…truly hate it.” You deadpanned with a sly smile. Peter smiled back.

“Okay. Frost Boss is a no go. What about, uh, The Killer Chiller?” He suggested.

“Little bit better, little bit worse?” You asked. Peter nodded in agreement. “Plus, I don’t think I want to be “the” anything.” You grimaced.

“Elsa. Underoos.” Tony barked into the com. “That’s enough flirting. We have a mission. You can get back to making friendship bracelets later.”

Peter slipped his mask on to hide his blush. You, on the other hand, weren’t as lucky

Your first mission didn’t go how you hoped

It became clear to you that you didn’t fit in so you hung back and kept to yourself, careful not to step on anyone’s toes

It was almost over and you hadn’t done a thing until you heard Caps voice on the intercom

“One of the guys managed to get away. He’d heading towards the North exit. Queens, do you copy?” Cap asked.

“I see him. On it. ” Peter said and appeared next to you. You saw a bad guy running towards the exit with an armful of dangerous weapons.

Peter tried to shoot a web but his web shooter made a strange sound.

“Shoot. I’m all out.” Peter huffed. “He’s getting away.”

Without thinking, you shot your hands out and coated the floor in ice. The bad guy slipped and fell, dropping the weapons.

The rest of the team caught up and secured the weapons

“Nice work, Vanilla Ice. Glad to have you on the team.” Tony nodded in your direction. You smiled shyly.

“Killer Frost.” Peter spoke up. Everyone, including you, looked at him. “Her name is Kilelr Frost.” He said confidently. Peter looked at your expectantly and you smiled in approval

“Killer Frost.” You repeated. “I like it.”

You fell for him fast

Really fast

Like a car sliding down an icy road

On your next mission, a bad guy shot a bullet at Peter and you froze it in mid air, just inches from his face

Peter tore off his mask and shoved it in your trembling hands. You looked up at his in confusion just as he pulled you into a kiss

Your cold lips met his warm ones

total chemical reaction

Peter pulled away and you let out an icy breath

“Ice ice baby.” Peter breathed out

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.” You giggled against his lips.

“Could you please? I would appreciate that.”

That was he beginning of your relationship with Peter Parker

Peter caught you doing your routine trimming off your icy blonde locks one day and immediately stopped you

“Woah woah woah!” Peter said as he lowered your scissors. “Why are you cutting the blonde parts? Those are my favorites.” Peter protested

“Peter, you can’t have favorite strands of my hair.” You laughed as you tried to pick up the scissors again.

“Don’t touch them!” Peter webbed the scissors to bathroom counter. You gave him a look.

“Please leave them? I love them. They remind me of how cool my girlfriend is.” Peter pleaded.

You sighed and decided to let them stay.

Who were you to deny Peter something he loved?

Especially when you loved him

Peter made sure to pay extra attention to your blonde streaks, always twirling them around his fingers and even learning how to braid just so he could braid your hair

Peter was careful not to take advantage of your powers, but sometimes, he needed a little help

“Y/n.” Peter whined. “My ice cream melted.”

“My drink is warm.”

“It’s a little toasty in here.”

You’d roll your eyes, but you’d always lend an icy helping hand. Freezing his drinks, cooling him down, and keeping his ice cream nice and cold

But of course, sometimes he’d need to be taught a lesson

Freezing his showers was a favorite of yours

“Y/N!” He’d scream. “MY SKIN IS BLUE.”

“Sorry!” You’d call back in between giggles

The team got a little prank every now and then too, just so they didn’t feel left out

“Tony!” Cap whined. “Y/n made it snow in the kitchen again.”

“Who the hell put my arm in a block of ice?” Bucky demanded.

“Peter and Y/n! How many times do I have to say it? No sledding in the Tower!” Tony would yell.

And the jokes

Peter thought himself to be quite the jokster

“Honestly Y/n, you need to let it go.”

“Woah there, Y/n. No need to act so cold.”

“If your powers are ice, why are you so hot?”

You’d groan and tell him to stop, but you not so secretly loved it

And of course, his favorite

“Peter, have you seen my suit?” You’d ask as you rummage through your clothes

“I’m not telling you anything until you say it.” Peter sighed as he looked through a magazine.

“Peter. I gotta go. Just tell me where it is.”

“You know the magic words.” Peter spun around in his spinning chair and set his magazine down.

You sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

“Honey, where’s my supersuit?” You grumbled.

“Come again?” Peter put his hand behind his ear.

“Where is my supersuit?” You said louder.

“Thank you.” Peter grinned. “It’s under the bed.”

Then, there was the hand warming

Your hands were always cold. Always

So Peter was always warming them up. Always.

Even before you started dating, he’d find a way to warm your hands in his

“Woah, Y/n!” Peter exclaimed. “Your hands are like ice.” Peter said when he accidentally brushed them during a sparring match.

“Geez, I wonder why.” You sassed.

“Here. Let me help.” Peter gently took your hands in his slightly larger ones and blew his warm breath on them

The simple act heated up your entire body

“Does it bother you?” You asked quietly. “That I’m so cold?”

“Y/n.” Peter smiled softly. “You may be cold, but the way you make me feel inside is nothing short of warm. Honestly, you set off a thousand sunsets in my tummy every time I look at you. You’re not cold. You’re the sun.”

Maybe your powers weren’t so bad

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pokemagines · 4 years

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pokevillain vampire!au

anon asked: “I’ve been watching Dracula and now I’m craving poke villains as vampires + chairman rose (he’s not a villain he’s just dumb)”

a/n: yes this is sexy ... love me some old vampire aesthetics also i genuinely couldn’t think of anything for rose or lysandre so i might make a pt 2 w them T_T

since there r so many characters i went for a basic outline of how each character would act in a vampire au ... kinda wants to write a full story for maxie and cyrus... and maybe gh*tsis lmao -- mod touko

giovanni (in which reader is a thief sent to steal his riches):

top BITCH of the vampire hierarchy. he may not look strong but he’s been alive for as long as he can remember. he lives away from any human town, but he has his hands in most all of their affairs from afar. makes his underling vampires do his bidding.

if you manage to be a human caught in his web well... giovanni doesn’t take too kindly to humans. he’d think nothing of disposing you for his own means if needed, but decides to keep you around for feeding purposes. you were doe-eyed and so sweet he couldn’t help but feel for you, just a little bit.

but you’re smarter than he estimates. after a weeks time he finds your cell empty, a few of his most prized possessions stolen from his mansion. giovanni smiles to himself, finally, things were getting a bit interesting.

archie (in which archie’s best human friend has to be turned by him):

local ex-pirate (vampirate?). no one would even suspect a thing, fits in with the townspeople quickly and charms everyone with his knowledge of the seas and his grandiose tales of his pirate days. some sheep go missing every now and then but they turn a blind eye. archie was never a suspect.

you were his best friend, his sailing partner. he had revealed his true self to you many moons ago, and you had accepted him after a bit of prodding. sure, it was strange, but he was still the same archie.

it’s not until he finds you half-dead in an alleyway -- a robbery gone wrong -- that he realizes he can’t just let you go this easy. he turns you there, on the cold floor in the moonlight. when you wake up, breathing archie’s name, he looks incredibly remorseful. it takes a minute to figure out why, before an intense thirst surges through you.

maxie (in which reader is his apprentice, who he finds catching feelings for):

people are more likely to think him a witch than a vampire, with all the new inventions he comes up with, and a seemingly endless amount of good luck. maxie often finds his things missing or smashed when he wakes up, no doubt the townspeople’s doing. he doesn’t hold grudges against them -- people fear what they don’t understand.

you were his apprentice, sent to keep a watchful eye on the enigmatic man. it doesn’t take long to find out about how passionate he is about his studies, working through the night to cram in all the knowledge from books that he can. you often find yourself sleeping on his cot more days than he does.

he clings to you the more time goes by. maxie doesn’t know what he’s feeling towards you but he knows its almost insatiable. he knows he can’t control himself for much longer if you keep hanging around him, so he tells you to go away. you’re furious, demanding an answer as to why, as he bares his fangs and tells you to leave before he does something he can’t help. he’s shaking with restraint, and you can feel you heart hammer in your chest as it sinks in just what kind of monster he is.

despite everything you know telling you to do otherwise, you hold out a wrist for him, and tell him to drink.

cyrus (in which town darling and weirdo vampire fall in love):

cyrus has long been used to being known as the village freak. he was ostracized and outcast, but he couldn’t change the circumstances of his turning. he decided that if they wouldn’t accept them that he would simply create a world in which they didn’t exist. where he could finally get some peace and quiet.

a knock at his door. cyrus thinks it odd, no one ever came to visit him. you greet him with a friendly smile, holding a basket of baked bread. “ah, sorry for the early morning visit but...”. and that was the start of an enigmatic friendship. the village sweetheart and the village freak made an interesting pair. he doesn’t know what you see in him, but even despite him constantly pushing you away, you would always find a way back in. he would teach you history lessons, and you would keep him company.

you finally confide in him that you were to be married to a wealthy man whom you didn’t love. cyrus felt his blood boil for you as you hold back your tears. that night, he sends you home, watching you until the door closes. in the morning, you wake up to the sounds of wailing from outside. your suitor had been violently killed, and you know just who did it. you feel your heart drop, cyrus would surely be blamed for this, you think, rushing as fast as your feet can manage to warn him of what would surely come next.

ghetsis (in which ghetsis takes over a town, befriends N):

wolf in sheep’s clothing. he comes into town seemingly from nowhere with promises of wealth and prosperity to the people if they promise him their allegiance. he has a hollow-eyed child who takes a liking to you quickly, introducing himself as N. you think it a strange name, but quickly shrug it off. everything about them was slightly off.

you stayed over later than you should, N begging you not to go. you hear the screams coming from below the house where the cellar was located. he didn’t want you to hear that, he grabs onto your coat, apologizing for actions that weren’t his own. curious as to what was going on, you open the latch to the cellar door and see unspeakable horrors -- a lifeless body, ghetsis’s cat-like eyes, and so so so much blood.

“don’t leave,” N whispers as he watches you go, tripping over your own feet. was N a monster like his father? was he luring you here so he could...? you feel nauseous, throwing open the door and running out into the cold night.

lusamine (in which lusamine’s darling finally lets her turn them):

she felt disgusted for becoming what she was. an immortal, ageless being that would never be truly normal. she had outlived everyone important in her life, mohn, lillie, gladion... it stung to think she could’ve turned them but she decided against as they didn’t want to. it took her a while to be mentally stable after their deaths, but you helped her work through it, day by day.

you were her human. she had tasted your blood once and couldn’t get enough. her mark on you was as plain as day, and she would make sure of that as she chose the outfits you wore as you worked for her in aether paradise. the other vampires knew not to touch you as lusamine was fearsome when angered.

she asks you one night if you’ll be with her forever, as she does most nights. usually the answer is no, but tonight you find yourself secure in your feelings for her. she kisses your knuckles, an elated expression on her face before moving her fangs up to your neck to pierce your skin.

#pokemon #pokevillains #giovanni (pokemon)#maxie (pokemon)#archie (pokemon)#cyrus (pokemon)#ghetsis (pokemon)#lusamine #giovanni #maxie #archie #cyrus #ghetsis #pkmn #x reader #imagine #ficlet #au #mod touko

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moonvis · 4 years

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“You gotta save me!”

Ship: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: When a mouse has found its way into your room, Peter has to ‘save you’.

Request: “So there is currently a mouse in my room and I'm kinda freaking out 😅. So could you do a peter x reade were the reader asks peter to come get it...👉👈🥺 plz” by @messybootz

Warnings: language, fluff Words: 1.5k

A/N: This was fun to write so I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think <3 Also, I made the reader terrified of mice.

You had seen a few horrifying things through your life, some of the worst being Peter fight against nasty villains, but never – NEVER – had you felt more freaked out when your side eye noticed the small creature running from across your room and under your bed. You let out a quiet squeal and let your feet come right up on the chair you sat on. You just tried to get done some homework, but there was no way in hell you would ignore what you just witnessed. Of course, your mind immediately thought of a mouse, sending shivers though your spine, but you couldn’t be completely sure before you checked. Yes, you would have to get of your safe chair and check, unfortunately…

You felt your heart pounding rapidly when you stepped off your chair, just as if you were about to witness something dangerous. With slight disgust you sneaked your way over to your bed to your disliking, and took a deep breath before you crept down on the floor. Uncomfortably you brought out your phone to let your flashlight help you see under the furniture, only to reveal your fears. Your flashlight moved to the exact spot where a small mouse had frozen its posture. You immediately felt your heart stop as you let out a scream of disgust and jumped right off the floor and onto your bed. A horrified grimace got stuck on your face as your mind filled itself with quick solutions on what to do. Your parents couldn’t help you because they were still at work so-

Peter. You needed Peter, and that fast.

You looked to your door, then your floor and then your door again. You had to get out of the room fast and escape the little devil hiding under your bed. Still scared to step on the floor, where the mouse could come out and do whatever it wanted to do, you felt the urge to call Peter first. You fiddled with your phone and dialled his number, the phone luckily calling.

“Hi Y/n what’s-” Peter greeted you, having you on speaker because he was working on some improvements for his web shooters.

“Hey, sorry, are you busy?” You asked right away, interrupting your boyfriends little hello.

“No, not really-” Peter didn’t react to your stressed-out voice just yet.

“Okay, uhm-” You lent your body forward to observe your floor as you spoke. “Can you come over? Like right now?”

Peter let go of whatever he was holding in his hands and picked up his phone instead. “Sure, is there something-”

“Ew, no!” You laughingly cried out as you suddenly saw the little crack head of a creature run from under your bed and into the other corner of your room.

Your heart started pounding faster at the sight – and at this point you didn’t know if you wanted to cry or laugh because of a mouse being in your room. It was so unexpected, but so terrible due to your disgust towards mice and rats. You would much rather have a spider crawling up your wall, then a mouse sneaking around your floor.

“Are you alright?” Peter asked from the phone with a raised eyebrow.

“You gotta save me Pete, please.” You didn’t think about how distressed your voice sounded from freaking out, only making slight worry grow with Peter.

He hurried up on his feet and searched around for his hoodie. “What’s going on? Where are you?”

You blushed lightly when you heard the concern in his voice, quite embarrassed you made it sound like you were in big trouble. Which for you would feel accurate, but not for Peter who thought about any possible dangerous situation.

You chuckled awkwardly, still with a hint of your freaked-out voice. “I’m fine Pete, I just-”

Peter was confused at this point and stopped in his tracks waiting for your response. Your chuckling at least assured him you didn’t find yourself in any mortal danger.

“There’s a fucking mouse in my room, alright-” You sighed, feeling another cold shiver down your spine as the mouse you stared at made small movements. “Please come and get it away from my room! I can’t stand it!”

Peter wanted to laugh at the sound of your voice but kept it low. He knew just how much you hated mice, and the fact that one found its way into your room of all people was a little hilarious to him. Still, he didn’t want to upset you with mocking you in any way.

“On my way!” Peter promised and hung up the phone before you had the chance to respond.

Peter lived just down the street so it wouldn’t take him long to get here. In the meantime, you decided with yourself you wanted to get out of your room. Especially, when you saw the mouse starting to walk along your wall. The white small mouse – maybe cute in pictures – walking slowly on it’s small feet, closer and closer to your bed.

“No, stop! Turn around! Stop!” Your heartbeat slammed through your chest as the mouse sped up its little walk, making you jump out of the bed without thinking twice.

You made a run for the door of your room and slammed it close as you stepped into the small hallway. You got out – out of the danger zone. And that was when you face palmed yourself for being so terrified of the little mouse. When you’re in the situation, you don’t think of yourself as overreacting. It’s afterwards, when you look back at it, feeling stupid for reacting the way you did. You laughed at yourself as you heard the door to your house entrance open up and closing.

“Peter?” You asked out loudly for the boy to hear you.

He was close with your family, being your boyfriend and all, so walking straight into your house was a normal habit at this point. You headed for the stairs in front of you, only to find Peter standing at the bottom with a smirk on his face.

“Spiderman has come to your rescue.” He bowed before walking up the stairs to you.

“Thank goodness.” You thanked him with as smile, sealing a quick kiss from him as soon as he stood next to you.

You took hold of the boy’s hand with a look fixed at your door as you lead him towards it. He already knew the mouse was in your room, so there wasn’t much more to say for him to go in and get rid of the mouse. But first, he had to tease you a little about it, of course.

“So, the little cutie is in there?” Peter pointed at your room as the two of you stopped outside.

“It’s not cute.” You turned around to face him with narrowed eyebrows. “It’s a devilish little crackhead and-”

Peter had to laugh this time, stroking a hand trough is curls. The serious look on your face quickly vanished and forced a tilted smile on your lips. ‘Devilish little crackhead’. You shook your head and gently hit the sweet boy in front of you with in his arm.

“Alright let’s get rid of the CrAcK hEaD.” Peter nodded and headed for the door handle.

You backed off and shook your head. “Yeah, I’ll just wait here.”

With that Peter entered your room and you closed the door for him fast. You didn’t want that small animal to get the chance of an escape. And while waiting for Peter, you finally felt relief entering your body, knowing you wouldn’t have to worry about the mouse anymore.

Finally, after some short time, Peter spoke up from inside your room. “It’s gone, you can come in now!”

Trusting him, you gently looked inside your room and observed the floor, finally empty of the little mouse. Peter stood there with a grin on his face as your eyes landed on him. You forgot to ask how he got rid of the mouse, just happy he did. You stepped inside your room, following your actions by walking over to Peter. Peter wrapped his strong arms around you as you stood in front of him and you squeezed him in return.

“Thank you for saving me, yet again.” You smiled and leant your head on his shoulder, looking through your open window behind him.

“I’ll always come save you, no matter the situation.” Peter kissed the top of your head, with a lurking smile on his lips. “This save was pretty easy though.”

“I bet.” You chuckled and felt a cold wind pass by your face.

You let go of Peter’s embrace of the cold feeling and walked over to your window to keep the warmth inside. Then you remembered something, you never opened your window… You turned around with a mix of a shocked and questionable expression on your face, as the realisation hit you. The boy in front of you kept an innocent grin of his face.

“Peter, what did you do to the mouse?”

THE END

#tom holland #peter parker #peterparker #tomholland #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker fluff #peter parker angst #tom holland x reader #tom holland imagine #tom holland fluff #tom holland angst #tom holland x reader fluff #peter parker x reader fluff

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layniapetrovnaaa · 4 years

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In cauda venenum

[Natasha Romanoff x Reader]

Request: @honeyxbucket

Hi there! I would like to request a Natasha x reader fic! A one shot more specifically kinda angst I hope that’s okay! Plot: Y/n is peter parks biological sister and shared the same powers as him and even has her own suit (it’s basically just a light purple Spider-Man suit) well anyway one day they are on a mission (you can choose who the villain is) and at the end y/n almost died and is sent to the hospital and Natasha freaks out but y/n ends up okay lots of fluff at the end

(I’m sorry this is so short, but I hope it was what you were looking for!)

“I like the new suit.” Peter spoke innocently.

The orange glow of the sunset cocooning him in warm light. The sun felt nice on your skin, given the cool NYC fall temperature.

The two of you sat atop a medium sized apartment building, keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity.

Ever since Mac Gorgon, or Scorpion, had escaped from prison you and Peter had been on the look out.

Apparently you weren't the only ones.

The two of you had recently gotten a tip from Daredevil (a recent acquaintance and new ally) that he was hiding out in a small garage right near the Hudson river.

So there you were.

“I thought a change of pace might be nice.” you say, glancing down at the sleek and tight fitting purple suit.

“Very inconspicuous.” he teases.

You laugh, punching his shoulder lightly.

“Look who’s talking!” you retort and he puts his hands up in defense.

Once your giggling starts to fade, you turn your head to look out at the city.

You noticed a shady looking man unlocking the door to a building a little ways down the street.

“Peter, eight o'clock.”

“Is that what time May said to be back for dinner? Cause--”

You scoff.

“No, look.” you nod with your chin.

He leans over, looking in the correct direction.

“Are you sure it’s him?”

As he speaks, the man turns his head to scan the streets, just long enough for you and Peter to note the prominent scar on his face.

“Oh shit.” your brother lets out.

You both put on your masks.

“Let’s go.” you order, standing up and shooting out a web after you made sure that the criminal wouldn't see you.

You should have noticed the signs upon entering, he was expecting you.

Your spider-senses were telling you that he was on the ground floor, but your eyes told you otherwise.

It was odd, he was no where in sight, and the building was a few degrees cooler then it was outside.

“I don’t think he is here [Y/N], we should go back to our post” Peter says quietly.

As you turn around and start to head for the exit, you hear his sinister voice.

“Leaving so soon?”

You turn round to see him coming out of the shadows.

You had known about his enhanced abilities, given to him by experiments, but you were in the dark about the Scorpion-like suit he was currently donning.

“Oh fuck me.” you curse under your breath as you watch the orange colored sunlight reflect off of his knife-like stinger.

“You like? My friend Doc Ock made it for me.” you could practically hear the malicious grin in his voice.

“Not bad, but its a bit bulky, don’t y’think?” you reply sarcastically.

You see his smile drop and he starts charging towards you and Peter.

“Watch out!” you exclaim as he goes to attack Peter, your web hitting one of the beams in the ceiling and you swing yourself up there.

“That reaction was a bit dramatic, I mean you did ask for her opinion.” Peter grunts out as he wrestles with the villain.

You stick on the ceiling, crawling so that you are behind Scorpion, launching your web to stop his poisonous tail from impaling your sibling.

He whips his head around to face you before jumping onto the wall, sticking his claws into it and crawls his way over to you.

You detach yourself from the ceiling, only hanging by your fingertips, and aim your webs at his ankle as you pull him down to the ground with you.

The fight continues, each interaction becoming more killer than the last, you knew it was time to call in.

“This is [Y/N] Parker, I’m calling for backup, we are at an old abandoned garage near the Manhattan cruise terminal on 12th, please hurry.”

You had underestimated the speed and strength of Scorpion, and now you were reaping the consequences.

You break into a sprint towards the monster who had his back to you, but he was faster than you and turns just in time to inject his venomous stinger into your pectoral muscle, right below your left collarbone.

You gasp and feel your toes leave the ground by an inch.

The venom that coursed through your veins felt like lava.

Mac grins and removes the stinger, you collapse to the ground.

“[Y/N]?” Peter lets out in almost a whimper.

Your eyes squeeze shut and you clench your jaw, trying to bear the pain.

An alarm like sound comes from Scorpions wrist.

“This isn’t over spidey, you’re next.” he growls, jumping onto the wall and crawling through the big open window near the ceiling.

You open your eyes to look at the wound, seeing Peter rush to your side in a blur.

He rests your head onto his lap, throwing off his and your mask.

Not a second later the garage doors burst open.

Natasha, Tony, and Rhodey stand on guard until they finish scanning the perimeter.

She had to do a double take when she noticed you and your brother on the ground.

As soon as she realized the predicament, she ran over, settling at your side, opposite of Peter.

“Natasha?” you murmur, starting to fall in and out of what they all hoped was consciousness, reaching your hand up to touch her cheek.

“I’m here.” she says as she grabs your hand.

Your head rolls back and she takes in a sharp breath.

“What the hell happened?!” she asks sharply.

“I-I-I I don’t know...it-it all happened so fast.” Peter lets out in almost a sob.

“We need to get her back to base, now.”

When a second passes and no one moves, she demands again.

“I said move, goddammit!” she growls, the four the superheros immediately snapping into action.

“It’s gunna be okay, [Y/N]. You’re going to be fine.” she breaths, talking more to herself than you.

“It’s gunna be fine...”

***

The water ran down Natasha's hands as she rung out the warm washcloth. The wood floor was cold on her bare feet as she lugged her way towards the grey monochrome bed where her sleeping girlfriend lay. Natasha let out a low sigh as she sat down on the side of the bed. She gently laid the damp towel on the girl’s forehead.

Again she sighs.

Had it not been for your spider like powers and Doctor Banners wicked brain, you wouldn't have made it.

The redhead would flinch almost every beep of the heart monitor, and the IV hooked to your arm made her tense.

The light from the window next to the queen bed seeped through the blinds, and as it seems, right into your eyes as you start to come back to consciousness.

Your lashes flutter, and you hear Natasha mutter to herself.

"If only I could have been faster. Ah god" her voice cracks.

Natasha wipes the tear from her cheek quickly, as if she was embarrassed somebody would see.

"I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you," she says as she lets out a shaky breath.

"I can't lose you Y/n.."

Slowly you grab her hand.

"Natalia..."

Her head whips in your direction.

"Hey, your supposed to be asleep." She sniffs.

"You could never lose me Tahsa."

Natasha huffs.

"So you heard all that?"

"Don't blame yourself for my mistakes." You said weakly. She shakes her head.

"Y/n/n, I— I thought I was going to lose you...and I don’t know what I would have done.”

"Nat.."

She huffs.

“My whole life has been calculated and cautiously planned, but you make me throw caution to the wind. You make me unable to think straight, I can hardly form a coherent sentence when you are around [Y/N]. You wreck me in the most glorious ways, you break down every barrier I have, you see me for me. I-I just can’t loose you.”

A tear slips down your cheek at er confession.

“Wow, Nat I-I don’t know what to say...”

“Don’t, don’t worry about it.” she shakes her head lightly

"I love you Natalia, you are the most beautiful, badass, and selfless person I know."

She chuckles and scoffs.

"I love you too, Y/n."

She leans down to kiss your lips, they're soft and warm, and it's just electric between you two.

“I should go tell Bruce you’re awake.”

You nod and she gets up from the bed.

As she opens the door, her hand still on the door nob, she speaks.

“I meant everything I said...I love you so much it hurts.”

You nod and bite your lip, the corners of your mouth drifting upwards.

She nods, a tight lip smile threatening to grace her face as she walks out, shutting the door softly behind her.

“I never thought I’d see the day the Black Widow went soft.”

“Shut it Stark.”

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #peter parker #Black Widow #natasha romanoff imagine

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morbidcorvids · 4 years

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Eri going out for trick or treating with Hizashi and then a villain attack happens. Hizashi could only do was keep Eri safe since he didn't have his speaker. Then gets nabbed by the villain who has a spider quirk and tangles him up in his web while Eri is safe somewhere.

Prompt #1! I had so much fun writing this! Hope you liked it! This would also be publised on AO3.

Quick note: I am still taking prompts!

Title: Halloween Fright

It was probably the 20th picture he had taken that night, but he couldn’t help it - Eri just looked so darn cute in that cat costume. It was mostly a black onesie with paws, and of course the headband with cat ears, but Eri loved it the minute she wore it. Of course, Shouta was the one to suggest the costume when they went out looking for costumes a week ago.

Even when he tried to hide it, Hizashi noticed how downhearted Shouta was when he learned he had to patrol during Halloween night.

Shouta promised he would join them later in the evening, but Hizashi knew how unpredictable the night could be, especially on a night like this.

For now it was only Hizashi in his custom made pirate costume and Eri as a black cat. They calmly passed by a busy street filled with an array of stores, where candy was being given. It was the first time Eri was officially celebrating Halloween, and learning that you could get candy for free opened a new dimension for her.

As they kept walking, Hizashi didn’t expect to find Shouta’s mentee, Shinsou, among the crowd. Hizashi approached him, greeting him in his usual Present Mic style, and Shinsou explained to him how he usually volunteered in the near orphanage during Halloween. Given how late it was, Hizashi suggested he joined them, since being alone at night can be dangerous. He knew the boy was more than capable of taking care of himself, but he couldn’t help his hero heart to keep him close.

Everything was peaceful and calm, and that in itself should have been the first sign that something was bound to happen.

The trio stopped by Shouta’s favorite cat café, where they were given out free candies and showing the cats in adorable outfits. Hizashi hadn't even stepped foot inside the café, when suddenly one of the parked cars flipped over and crashed into another car.

Hizashi immediately covered Eri, making sure the little girl was protected not only from the crash, but also the chaos of people running and screaming that surrounded them. Hizashi hated the scene - parents running and carrying their kids to safety. Who could be so heartless to attack in a place filled with families?

A dark figure loomed around the street - almost as if it was searching for prey. Hizashi couldn’t see clearly, but it looked like the person in question could change his arms and legs into long stick ones. They were a total of eight of them, and while they looked thin, its sharp blades at the end crushed the concrete as it walked. Hizashi’s head was spiraling as he thought of what the criminal might be resembling, but he knew it was mostly denial that he couldn’t outright say it.

They were like daddy long legs. They were like spiders.

Hizashi gulped. This was not the right time to be an arachnophobe.

He cursed himself for leaving his headphones and directional speakers, questioning what kind of hero would leave so unprepared like him. There was no time for these thoughts, though, because his number one priority was keeping Eri safe.

He noticed through his peripheral vision Shinsou wrapping his binding cloth, and his heart instinctively sank. He knew how capable Shinsou was as a future hero, but being the only pro-hero in the place, he felt the need to protect him as well.

“Shinsou!” Hizashi yelled, startling the purple-haired boy. Shinsou looked back at him, clutching his binding scarf tightly.

“I need you to take Eri somewhere safe, and when you can, call for help!”

Hizashi gently pushed Eri towards Shinsou, with the teen opening his arms to embrace her. Her eyes were wide in fear, but after living with her dad Aizawa for so long, she’s learned to calm down and think of her safety first. She just wished Aizawa was here with her at the moment. She grasped onto Shinsou’s shirt, hiding her face. If Present Mic trusted the boy, then she would also trust him.

“But teacher, you don’t have your hero gear!” Shinsou shouted as Hizashi ran away from them. Hizashi turned around to look back at Shinsou, keeping a wide smile. Don’t scare them any further with your own pathetic fears, Hizashi.

“I’ll be okay, little listener. Just go get help, okay?” Hizashi stated, placing a thumbs up. He wanted to assure the teen that everything was under control.

The only problem was that it wasn’t.

As soon as he finished his uttering his sentence, he felt something grabbing his ankles and yanking him away from the kids. He heard Shinsou yell his name, but he was soon covered in sticky silk that left no part of his body uncovered except for his nose. He tried to free himself from the webbing, but it felt like the more he resisted the stronger it got. His fingers were probably bruised over the pressure of the silk, but that didn’t stop him from stretching them as much as he could. He figured that freedom was hopeless, and just hoped Shinsou and Eri got away, but those fears were soon overshadowed by new ones.

The fear for his life.

And the terrible, irrational fear he has for spiders.

He heard the muffle crawling of the criminal approaching him, and he began frantically moving around - trying anything to set himself free. He didn’t know the villain’s intentions, but capturing Hizashi like if he was prey could only mean bad news. He was the desperate insect that knew his inevitable fate was coming.

He could use his voice, but that might bring the consequence of destroying everything around him, and he didn’t know how many people were still inside buildings or in close proximity. He also wasn’t sure if Shinsou and Eri were nearby, and hurting them was the least thing he wanted to do. The blood-curdling sound of those spider legs grew closer, Hizashi’s breathing became erratic and all he could was gasp for air.

The crawling suddenly stopped, instead filled by a screeching scraping sound that made Hizashi’s body shudder. He heard something being thrown into nearby cars, sizzling sounds, and shouts all blended into a terrifying mix. He felt someone above him maneuvering over the sticky webs, and then heard something faint that sounded like-

Cutting! Someone was cutting the web! Hizashi has never felt more relieved over a sound than now.

“Stay calm and still!” Hizashi heard a muffled voice order - and for someone as restless as he was, Hizashi stayed perfectly still. He had no idea who talked to him, only that voice sounded like a female.

“Are you ready, Eraser?” The voice asked, sounding clearer than last time. Wait, Eraserhead was here-

Hizashi couldn’t even process his thoughts before a final snap released him from his binds. He freaked out when he didn’t feel the ground, and before he could grab onto the spider’s silk - gravity pulled down his body. .

Instead of meeting the concrete floor, he felt the force of arms sustaining him. He opened his eyes carefully, meeting a pair of familiar ones. He gaped at Shouta for who knows how long, but that didn’t matter to him.

Shouta was carrying him - bridal style.

If he wasn’t frightened to death, he probably would have blushed...to death.

“That was an ugly quirk,” Shouta commented, with his usual deadpanned tone. Though, for someone who’s known him for many years as Hizashi, he knew Shouta was joking to comfort him. Shouta was probably one of the few people that knew of his phobia for spiders.

Hizashi smiled softly, punching Shouta lightly on his shoulders.

“I’m glad my favorite hero got to save me,” Hizashi responded, “and on Halloween night!”

Shouta rolled his eyes. “Let’s go, Eri needs to finish trick-or-treating.”

Shouta helped Hizashi back on the ground, and went to pick up the pirate hat that Hizashi dropped when he was grabbed by the villain. He placed it on his head, and glanced back at Hizashi, with the hint of a smile on his face.

“Follow me.”

Hizashi chuckled, and performed a dramatic salute.

“Ay, ay, Captain!”

Fin.

#erasermic #aizawa shouta #present mic #aizawa #bnha #yamada hizashi #ao3 would be much better with italics #morbidcorvids #prompts #eri

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moonstruckholland · 4 years

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What about a Tom imagine where he starts having nightmares kind of like Peter does in FFH? And filming those scenes really freaked Tom out so he starts holding onto you as he falls asleep and he’s clingier than normal because he’s so scared to lose you or that those scenes will become real. With a really fluffy ending of him explaining why he’s been doing what he’s doing

Here you go, sweets! I'm not sure if I did right and I made it into a headcanon, I hope you don't mind and enjoy it nonetheless! I'm sorry this took me forever

Tom jolted awake, sweat soaking through his pajamas, his heart beating so fast he thought it was going to burst from his chest

This was the third time just this week he had a nightmare

There'd been so many over the past month, he wasn't sure how he could even keep count

They all started differently and relatively normal

You'd be on a date, or just walking around the city, enjoying each other's company, when things would take a turn for the worst

A mugger or someone reminiscent of a Marvel villain would pop out of the shadows, focused on terrorizing you, literally taking you away from Tom

Suddenly he'd find himself in his Spider-Man suit and out of instinct, he'd try using his webbing to swing towards you

Every time, he'd be on the verge of reaching you when everything would go black and all he could hear were your agonizing screams

He'd wake up, covered in sweat, scared you wouldn't be next to him and he'd stay up for the duration of the night, making sure you were safe and breathing

With each nightmare, it took a toll on him more and more and he found himself constantly worried for your well being

He started canceling dates and turning down invitations to outings with friends, insisting he'd rather stay home

You started growing concerned over his behavior, but whenever you asked, he say it was nothing

He truly believed it was, making excuses for his increase in anxiety, he didn't think it was something he needed to tell you

Well, until tonight

This nightmare was different from the rest

The two of you were cuddling on the couch, watching a movie

And during a commerical break, you decided to grab one of Tom's sweatshirts from the upstairs bedroom, something that should've taken barely five minutes to do

Ten had already passed and you had yet to come down

"Y/n?" Tom had called out, hoping you'd gotten caught up in your phone or something, "Baby, are you alright?"

He got no response

He quite literally jumped up from the couch, running up to your bedroom, every nerve in his body screaming at him that something was wrong

That was when he found you

You were on the floor, unconscious, his sweater in your hand

He was by your side in an instant, gently pulling you onto his lap, checking your body for wounds or injuries of some sort and finding nothing

"Please, wake up, princess," he pleaded as he started to cry, "Please."

But he was too late, you were gone

Tom watched you for a moment, making sure you were still breathing, before stumbling to the bathroom and bursting into tears the second he shut the door

The dream kept replaying in his head over and over, mocking him, terrifying him

What hurt him the most about it was he wasn't even given them opportunity to try and save you, as if his subconscious already knew he would fail

He didn't know how long he stayed there for, crying, feeling stupid for letting these dreams affect him to such a degree

He probably would've stayed there for the rest of the night if you hadn't of knocked on the bathroom door, scaring the life out of him

"Tommy? Baby? Are you okay? You've been gone for a while."

"Can you come in, princess?" He asked, voice raspy from all the crying.

You didn't hesitate to open the door, your heart breaking at the sight of him

His face was red and splotchy, cheeks glistening with tears

He gave you a weak smile, "I've been having nightmares."

"Aw, honey," you immediately sat next to him and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him towards you

"Do you wanna talk about them?"

"They're so horrible," he choked out, attempting to hold back another round of sobs

You listened to him describe every dream, running your hand through his hair soothingly as shook and cried

"If I can't even save you in a dream, how I am supposed to save you out in the real world?" He asked after telling you the dream that caused him to break down tonight

You didn't think it was possible, but your heart broke even more when you realized this was the cause of his strange behavior lately

He was just trying to keep you safe

"Tommy, I know you play a superhero, but it's not your job to protect me all the time."

"I don't want to lose you."

"Hey," you pulled away for a second to meet his gaze, "I'm not going anywhere, okay?"

He nodded and you placed a kiss on his forehead before getting up

"Let's go to bed, baby," you helped him off the floor and back to your warm bed, wrapping the blankets around the both of you as you climbed in beside him

You gave him little kisses all over his face, managing to get a smile out of him

"I love you, y/n."

"And I love you, Tom."

You could see Tom's eyes already start drooping with sleepiness, so you snuggled him close, placing your head on top of his

"I hope you know I always feel safe when I'm with you."

Tom wasn't sure if it was because of what you said or the fact that he was finally honest about what had been bothering him, but for the first time in a while, Tom didn't have a nightmare

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spidercakes · 4 years

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ABO prompt if you will - Tony is an alpha but Peter is a beta. They can’t be together as laws prevent alphas from mating with betas so they pine in silence. Peter gets kidnapped by Ross who is trying to figure out how Peter got his Spider-Man powers and one experiment changes Peter into an omega. When he is rescued, he is in heat and throws Tony into rut and the alpha claims his omega.

This prompt: implies smut

Me: ok, angst.

I mean, its still technically what you asked for minus the smut but also there’s like many angst.

Its not, Tony has decided, that they don’t want to. Its more like they can’t, not really, not without a level of backlash at every level that would make a relationship impossible. Its not exactly reasonable to start a relationship with someone full well knowing that everyone, including the damn government, will do their damndest just to tear you apart. Tony has no idea why there are laws preventing alphas and betas from being together, there’s no reasonable explanation for it. Omegas might be more fertile and have an easier time with alphas reproducing but its not like betas are infertile. And also he and Peter wouldn’t be a reproductive couple anyway.

Beyond that the reasons get even more senseless given that betas are just as capable of dealing with heats as alphas, and its not like alphas can’t survive without omegas in heat- they make it through most of their lives without that. That particular set of laws are, Tony has gathered, little more than forcing people to fit into the hegemonic mold of acceptability and he’s never been fond of that, but he’s also not stupid. Generally speaking any alphas and betas who test that shit see betas in jail for an extended period of time, not alphas. And he can’t do that to Peter. If either of them should end up in jail its him- first of all he’s actually broken like a stupid amount of laws in his lifetime and Peter hasn’t, and also he’s the older one. He’d miss out on less in prison, but the laws are designed to punish betas for not falling in line, not alphas or omegas.

So he gets stuck watching Peter from afar, working with him in the lab, and trying his best to avoid him blowing up in the field. “You know we wouldn’t say anything, right?” Bruce asks softly, disrupting his line of thought. Across the lab Peter is trying and failing to teach Dummy to fetch.

“Wouldn’t need you to. Since when have I been known to do anything subtly?”

Bruce sighs because they both know he makes a point. Its not like he hasn’t thought of that either, and Peter absolutely has. Came to him a couple months ago insisting they could manage it and Peter he’s sure could. But Tony has never been known for his ability to keep secrets or keep anything from the public eye. He literally decided to throw out Pepper’s cue cards and proclaim himself Iron Man because that felt less difficult than playing like he wasn’t. There’s no way Peter wouldn’t end up in jail over his stupidity.

When Peter goes missing it takes them a day to notice. Its not entirely unusual for him to disappear from the public eye for a day or two thanks to school and its exam season so Tony hadn’t thought much of it until May showed up at his door. “So you haven’t talked to him either?” she asks, clearly on the edge of panic.

Tony is too but he’s also not totally stupid- Peter isn’t exactly easy to contain with his abilities and hurting someone with super healing permanently is difficult. He once tested out a few theories on Steve and the guy is next to immortal. He can be killed, Tony is sure, but not through any normal means and that includes aging. Peter’s genes share a lot in common with Steve’s now, so he suspects he has a lot of the same resistances not that he’d ever dream of testing that out on him.

“May, I once watched someone drop an entire building on him and he mostly crawled out pissed off. I’m sure he’s fine, we just need to figure out where he is.”

“Is that actually supposed to make me feel better?” she asks and Tony sighs.

“My point is that he’s durable, exceedingly so. Causing genuine, permanent damage is nearly impossible. Its why we tend to send him out with Steve and Bruce- the three of them are stupid strong, hard to kill, and their collective intelligence makes them hard to deal with strategically too. Trust me May, wherever he is it might not be pleasant, but he’ll more than likely be fine when we pick him up.” Psychologically? Probably not, but he doesn’t want to freak her out and they’ve all, in some way or another, been held captive and tortured. At this point its like an Avengers rite of passage. That’s at least half their hero origin stories.

“How are you going to find him?” May asks and Tony sighs.

“His suit has tracking in it partially to keep tabs on him but also to keep tabs on the suit itself- that kind of technology wouldn’t exactly be put to any good use in the wrong hands. If we’re lucky no one has turned the tracking off. If we aren’t we’ll see where it went before he disappeared and go from there.” There’s also the added benefit of seeing where Peter ends up the most, where all of them do. It tracks villain patterns well so Tony will cross reference the rest of their tracking against Peter’s too, see if any data points stick out.

Bruce looks at the screen in front of him while Tony paces. Bruce is more than capable of tracking a wayward spider suit, a literal child could do it if need be, but Tony is stressed. “Ping is coming back,” Bruce tells him. “In uh… Florida? He have anything going on there?” he asks.

Tony walks over to the computer and pulls up where, specifically, he is. “No. We’ve all heard him refer to Florida as the smelly armpit of America so I don’t see why he’d go there on his own either,” he points out.

Bruce sighs, “I maintain that the smelly armpit is Texas, but you make a point. The suit shows a pretty much direct travel path too, which is unusual. How the hell would someone manage to get someone with his abilities that far in a straight path? It doesn’t even look like Peter fought back.”

No, it doesn’t. He went from one spot to the other, no zipping around in between to indicate a sign of struggle. He pulls up Peter’s vitals around the time he went missing and frowns. “What the fuck?”

Bruce leans in and frowns too. “Stasis?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“You’re telling me you think he was instantly frozen?” Tony asks, eyebrows drawing together.

“Not instantly, looks like he reacted but not in time. And the information is from his web shooters, not his suit. Don’t think he would have been in it at the time. Isn’t it pretty much frozen proof anyway?”

Not exactly, but for the purposes of this conversation yes so Tony nods. “Okay. Given the time of day he was probably about to patrol but why the fuck would anyone freeze him? Why the hell would that be a solution to how to kidnap Spiderman?” Seems kind of stupid, convoluted too. Yes he would be exceedingly difficult to get a hold of given that he’s flexible, strong, and not exactly lacking in intelligence and fighting ability but freezing him? That could go wrong in so many ways. The fact that it didn’t is probably a weird fluke.

Bruce frowns, looking over the information again before pulling up his location. “Tony. I could be wrong, and I’m probably not, but I’m pretty sure that’s one of Ross’ beach houses.”

Tony squints, “who the hell is stupid enough to take their victim to their house? Can’t be Ross.”

“The freezing would make sense if it was Ross,” Bruce says. Tony raises an eyebrow, unsure how Bruce figures that. “He has most of out data on our genes, he’s already tried to experiment on me like five times, and Steve was at his least dangerous when he was frozen. And he’d have enough information on Peter to know they work in really similar ways. Freezing makes sense if its Ross otherwise what kind of idiot would decide to try and freeze a super person with no guarantee that it would work? If not for the information that being frozen essentially stuck Steve in a suspended state of animation, which would make it a lot easier to run a few tests on him, then that makes no sense.”

He says that like villains make any sense at all. The last couple Tony has personally dealt with rode his ass because his father was a dick and because he was kind of mean and didn’t talk to the guy on a roof. Villains are people too, and people make no god damn sense. But he does make a point about the freezing thing, with knowledge of Steve’s suspended animation it would make sense to try and recreate those conditions and hope for the best. It might be common knowledge that he was found frozen in the ice and lived, but its not common knowledge how that happened. There are whole fan theories about it that proper everything from the correct assumption that the serum made him able to withstand extreme cold with a lowered heart rate and slowed brain activity to conserve energy to aliens. And clearly whoever took Peter wanted him alive otherwise what kind of dipshit tries to freeze their victim to death, then panics and takes them to Florida? Though, Tony supposes, that does seem like a Florida man thing to do.

“Do you really think Ross is that bad at strategy? What if it failed? What if Peter didn’t react to freezing the same way Steve had? What if he chose a different route that day for patrol? Ross might be a dumbass, but is he really that stupid?”

Bruce laughs a little. “Sometimes I forget how often you and Steve run every available option through your heads before you do something. Ross isn’t stupid by any means, but he has Peter’s patrol schedule and around this time of year he doesn’t break pattern, can’t because of exams. Strategically its a good time to move on a plan that requires him to be in a certain spot when you know he’s far less likely to deviate from his normal plans. And Peter might be super, but he’s not going to not have a reaction to being flash frozen. If Ross’ goal is to experiment on him if he managed to escape the freezing he still learned something. Its unethical science, but its not exactly bad science.”

Yeah, he’ll agree to disagree there. Tony knows a thing or two about winging it when it comes to experiments and it never goes well. Okay, it never goes well for him. Everyone else seems to not have problems with it but he’s got bad luck. Still makes him weary of that kind of thing and also Bruce has a vested interest in pointing the finger at Ross. Tony doesn’t think he’d do something like that on purpose on account of unlike Ross he’s not a shitty person but still. its worth it to verify Bruce’s suspicions. He runs the address and turns back to Bruce, “you seriously think Ross would be dumb enough to drag Peter’s ass back to his house? Come on, even Ross can’t be that stupid.”

“Its under his mother’s name, I think. Its still not smart, but its close to a secret army base in the area. Peter might be there, not the house.”

“But they left his suit in the house?”

“Ross might not be dumb enough to do that but a tactical team might be,” Bruce points out.

Yeah, alright. Address results return and sure shit Bruce isn’t wrong, including the bit about the house being under Ross’ mother’s name. Except the woman is dead so it shouldn’t be but that’s a whole other bag of shit Tony doesn’t give a damn about.

“Is he really this stupid?” he asks Bruce.

He shrugs, “he tried to shoot me with a gun he knew wouldn’t work given that I’d survived being bombed at that point so yes, I think he’s that stupid.”

Tony sighs. “I guess I should be grateful for it but something about this feels too easy.” Nothing these days is ever this easy for him, usually its Steve that gets all the luck so something is going to go wrong, he knows it.

Steve lets Bruce take the lead because he knows Ross the best but it doesn’t work well when he keeps deferring to Tony. Probably because he knows Peter’s suit’s information best, and the information they got from the web shooters, but still. That and he probably has the most vested interest in getting Peter back. But Bruce’s suspicions are right in that he’s not in the house- his suit was, and one of his web shooters, but Peter was nowhere to be found.

“Are you sure your scans are accurate?” Steve asks him and he knows he can’t see his face in the suit but he glares at him anyway. Steve’s cheeks turn a little red. “For a mask that thing has a surprising amount of judgement on it,” he mumbles.

“We’ve found him,” Natasha says over the comms. “Bruce was right about that army base- Clint, don’t you dare piss on- oh my god, someone get here and deal with this,” she mumbles.

Steve frowns and Bruce sighs, concentrating for a moment before he turns green and gets considerably larger. Tony’s mostly glad that the pants he made to accommodate worked and no one has to risk being exposed to Hulk dick ever again. And if Natasha isn’t concerned he assumes Peter is okay, if likely shaken. Or still in stasis. That’s probably the most preferable option, all things considered.

“He’s loopy,” Natasha tells him, leaning against the door frame and Tony frowns.

“Can you smell that?” he asks Steve, who looks red enough for Tony to assume that’s a yes.

“Smell what?” Nat asks, looking between the two of them and Steve sighs.

“Shit. Neither her or Clint have a strong sense of smell. Budapest,” he says in way of explanation not that Tony believes it. They say that to everything and fuck sakes he knows, he knows that’s Peter.

He pushes past Nat into the room they’ve found Peter in and his brain is already fuzzy but he forces himself to focus through the smell and attraction. Peter has bigger shit to worry about than Tony’s biology to react to his. Shit. Peter notices him fast too, perking up as he sees him and when Tony gets to him he reaches out, circling his arms around Tony and pressing his face into his neck. Tony swears for a moment he sees white and he doesn’t mean to let out a small, strangled moan in response but its almost impossible not to all things considered.

“Hey, Tony,” Peter murmurs, voice at his ear and Tony counts to ten to try and refocus.

“Hey, baby. Lets get you out of here, hmm?” He pulls away, or tries to, but Peter pulls him back fast.

“No, don’t go. Please,” he asks, voice small and eyes wide.

Jesus Christ.

Bruce looks over at Tony, who looks half lost himself let alone Peter, who is happily curled into his lap, face at his neck smiling away deliriously. Every time he sees some poor omega in heat he’s a little happier he’s a beta because it looks awful. “Do… do you think you can reverse that?” Steve asks.

His self control is remarkable, Bruce will give him that. His senses have to be going haywire at the moment and Tony is having a hell of a time holding back. Granted out of the two of them Bruce supposes he expects Steve to have the better self control anyway. He looks over at Peter though and winces. “I… don’t think I can,” he says not because he can’t, he’s sure he could figure it out eventually. But after so long of watching him and Tony dance around each other it seems cruel to pull them apart when they can actually be together now.

“How the hell does that happen?” Steve murmurs.

Bruce shrugs, “no idea. Presumably some type of gene therapy but it looks like the rest of his biology is the same, including the altered bits. I don’t see why Ross would want to turn a beta into an omega, there’s no real use for that.” And of all the eugenicist ideas that have stuck around the idea that betas are useless and should be either eliminated or turned into omegas or alphas isn’t one of them. Now the assumption is mostly that they should just stick to being with each other because omegas and alphas belong together and betas don’t fit into that binary at all. There’s no real reason Ross would have done this except by accident and that’s one hell of an accident. The Nazis spent years on it and they never figured that out either, and god knows his own experiments went terribly.

“What did he want with him to begin with?” Steve asks.

Good question but they don’t have all the answers at the moment. Right now there’s like five different police agencies crawling all over that army base looking for motive and evidence. “As far as we were able to tell he wanted to know how Peter’s powers worked, and yours. But I suspect he chose to capture Peter because he’s the easier target. You’re well versed in military strategy and Peter is a stressed twenty two year old- he’d be my choice too.”

“And off the record?” Steve asks, correctly assuming that Bruce has his own theories.

He sighs, “off the record I assume he picked up my research where it left off. We found one of those spiders Oscorp had, the one that turned Peter into what he is. It looked different from the one Peter drew out for us.”

Steve snorts, “are you sure that’s not because Peter isn’t exactly a good artist?”

Bruce smiles too, looking over to Peter, who’s still curled up in Tony’s lap looking content. Tony looks like he’s given into his urges to actually react to Peter and he’s got his arms curled tightly around him, face tucked into his hair as he gently runs his fingers up and down one of Peter’s arms. “Could be that, but I doubt he got the colors wrong. They look cute together.”

He looks over at Tony and Peter but something looks off in his expression. “Yeah, I guess they do,” he murmurs.

Tony knows he should leave Peter be, stick him in a warm bath to cool his skin some and leave him alone but he can’t. Peter doesn’t want him to either and its hard to say no to him when he’s wanted him for so long. Peter has had an interest in him for longer, probably since before they met given that he wasn’t exactly unknown to Peter before then. He’d been so gangly and adorable and green, but full of promise and someone had to get the damn kid out of crime fighting pajamas. May might have lost her shit when she found out but Peter was Spiderman before Tony and he’d be Spiderman without him though he suspects Peter would have grown a brain cell or two and made himself a suit.

And then he got better, seemed to learn from everyone else’s mistakes and he grew up too. He stopped being so gangly and filled out, and his voice started to sound more like an actual person’s and not a squeak toy and he’s smart. He’s always had a thing for intelligence but with Peter its different than the way he usually is. Normally he likes the showy types, not unlike himself though usually they don’t present that showiness in the same way. Pepper was brilliant and had no problem showing off, but she never actually stated that’s what she was doing. She’d just do something better than everyone else and give them a look. Rhodey was the same way, except he had no problem rubbing someone’s nose in it if he felt like they didn’t get the point enough. Even Christine Everhart fell into that given that she’s tenacious and kind of an asshole, but genuinely better at reporting than most.

Then there’s Peter, who’s so quiet about his intelligence, who mostly just uses it to help people and make other people’s lives easier. Its a soft show of the way his mind works but its just… hard for him to get out of his head, the way Peter consistently manages to find easier and faster ways to evacuate people out of cities, or respond to whatever calls for their help they get, or new features for his suit that help him do his job better. People like to think of Steve as the golden boy but the truth is that he’s jaded and stubborn and sometimes that makes him mean and hard to work with. Peter is the one everyone should look toward but he’d never say so himself, even if Tony is sure he knows its true.

“Missed you,” Peter murmurs, curled right into his side, one leg thrown over Tony’s hip and his arms curled tightly around him. Every time Tony moves a little Peter clings harder and that’s adorable even if he’s sure that’ll leave bruises in the morning.

“I missed you too,” he says, running his hand up and down Peter’s back. Poor thing starts to get fussy if Tony stops, irritated that he’s no longer being scented. “Are you okay?” he asks. Its the first time he’s gotten the opportunity to ask and he can feel Peter smile.

“I can finally be with you, so yeah.” Fuck, doesn’t that just break his heart. He curls his arms tighter around Peter, earning a soft noise of happiness for it and Tony feels his heart squeeze. He’s wanted this for so long and he can finally have it so he huffs out a laugh and releases Peter from his grip. He gets a dirty look for it but Tony quickly tilts Peter’s head up and kisses him to remove the frown. Peter lets out a surprised noise and presses himself into Tony, shifting fast so he’s straddling him and Tony has no idea how they ever managed to go this long without doing this anyway.

When he wakes up Peter isn’t there and something doesn’t smell right. He frowns, wrinkling his nose and getting up. He feels hungover, which he knows is stupid but taking care of omegas in heat takes a lot out of someone and more out of the omega, so he has no idea where Peter has gotten off to. Can’t be far but he’s not in the bathroom so Tony decides to check the kitchen only to find him absent of that space too. He does find Steve though and he looks weirdly guilty.

“What’s up with you?” Tony asks, somewhat irritable.

Steve looks away for a moment and sighs, “whatever… whatever Ross did didn’t stick,” he murmurs and no. No. This can’t possibly- he just got Peter, he can’t give him up now.

He turns and walks out of the room fast, hoping he’ll manage to find Peter in the lab.

Bruce looks pained and Peter doesn’t have the patience for it because he felt his fucking heart break this morning and he has no time for Bruce’s pain too. “Please, you have to be able to do something,” he says, voice cracking.

He shakes his head though, taking a small step back. “Peter, the last time I did anything like this I turned into, as Tony not so delicately put it, a giant green rage monster. Do you seriously want to take that risk?”

Peter throws his hands up, “well I might as well!” he yells. “Because I’m tired of living like this, always skirting around my feelings because I’m a beta and I can’t date anyone who isn’t! Its bullshit Bruce and you should know that!” He’s the only other beta in the Avengers, he figures if anyone can relate is has to be Bruce. No one else has to deal with all the stupid weird laws that they have to follow to properly fulfill their role in never shaking up the alpha/omega binary that people think makes some type or equilibrium or something- he doesn’t fucking know. But he does know its all a bunch of garbage and all because people don’t like betas dating alphas or omegas, there’s no other reason to act like that.

“Peter,” a soft voice says from behind him and he turns to find Tony there. He turns back around immediately and squeezes his eyes shut because he can’t deal with this right now. “Hey,” Tony murmurs and Peter can feel his arms circle around him. He wants so badly to hug him back but he won’t, not when he knows Tony will just leave him and he can’t do it, he can’t deal with that. “Peter,” Tony says, “baby, I love you.”

He feels his breathing slow a little as he sinks into Tony’s arms but he doesn’t turn, doesn’t respond. He can’t because Tony is telling him that to make him feel better, not because he’s actually going to stick around in their barely even was a relationship. Bruce, on the other hand, looks uncomfortable and Peter wants him to leave as much as he wants him to stay.

“You’re just going to go,” he tells Tony, “so do it.”

Tony’s arms tighten around him some and he hears Tony let out a shaky breath. “I should,” Tony says, voice cracking a little, “because you’ll be the one punished for this if anyone found out but-” his words cut out for a moment and he takes another deep breath. “But I can’t, I can’t leave you.”

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valkyriesryde · 4 years

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Something Familiar

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: You find yourself dangling over a cylinder of acid after exploring an ‘abandoned’ warehouse. Spider-Man comes to your rescue in all his glory but you find something oddly familiar about him.

Word Count: 1079ish

Requested by anon long ago I’m so sorry

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A cylinder of acid. This is how you were going to die, by being dumped into a cylinder of acid like some comic book damsel in distress. Great.

“You know you’ve really only got yourself to blame for this,” the villain, who’s name alludes you at this point but who cares anyway right? “This is what happens when little rats try and poke around my lair.”

“Are you serious right now?” You’re pretty sure this is a nightmare from listening to Ned and Peter talk about comic books too much because this is just ridiculous. “Would you stop monologuing, if you’re going to kill me for trespassing this abandoned factory then just do it.”

“Or he could just let you go?” Spider-Man. Stood in the rafters, scratching the back of his neck and shrugging his shoulders at his suggestion.

“This doesn’t concern you Spider-Boy.” The superhero sits on the wooden beam and shrugs his shoulders.

“Sorry continue. It’s Spider-Man by the way...” This isn’t fucking happening. Spider-Man gestures for the caped crusade asshat to continue and you’re reminded of all the times your friend Peter has done that when he accidentally interrupts you. “Sorry, actually can I say something else?”

“For the love of god would someone either save me or kill me!?”

"Oh right," at the same time that the caped villain turned to pull the lever that would send you to your death Spider-Man is swinging through the building and catching you as you fall. You land on the platform and he has an arm wrapped around your waist. "You're alright, I got you, you're okay."

You check over yourself and he's right, no injuries apart from some bruising on your wrists and he's got you.

The villain, who you still have no idea what his name is, is scrambling over his control panel when Spider-Man shoots his web and suddenly the man is stuck to the brick wall behind him screaming to be let go.

"KAREN call the police and send them to this location." He turns to you then and holds your arms as if he's looking over to make sure you really don't have any injuries. When Spider-Man is satisfied you're safe he nods to himself, “yea see she’s fine this is fine,” he mumbles out looking around.

Again you’re reminded of Peter in the way he mumbles the reassuring words to himself with his hands on his hips.

God Peter. He would kill you himself if he found out you’d gotten yourself into a situation like this. Why you’re thinking about him at a time like this is beyond you. It could be because Spider-Man has now done two things that remind you of him...or it could be the fact you are infatuated, tongue-tied, head over heels in love with Peter Parker...but that’s neither here nor there.

“Um...miss?”

"Sorry" you shake your head, trying to get the thoughts of Peter out of your mind. Maybe it’s the trauma?

"No it's fine uh I was just wondering if you wanted to stay for the police or I can give you a lift home?"

"I think I'd prefer to go home actually, can I talk to them tomorrow?"

"Of course...um" He looks behind him, seeing the stairs leading to the roof, he gets an idea. "Come on." Spider-Man holds out a hand for you to take and leads you up the stairs.

"The roof?"

"Where to?" he asks holding out his hands, the city lights behind him.

~~~

“Home in time for supper,” he sounds like he’s smiling and you’ve got that feeling of familiarity in your gut again.

“Thank you, Peter,” you say without thinking because that’s how most days went when Peter walked you home and said...the same...thing?

“Oh ya know, just doing my job - wait,” his eyes go wild and his hand drops from his neck. You said, Peter. He answered to it. FUCK. He really needs to stop doing that. “How did you? Dammit!” Your eyes are wide because damn it was a feeling but you were right?!

Peter is freaking out, he wants to take his mask off but maybe he can fix it and pretend the last sixty seconds didn’t happen? Then you're holding his arms and he’s positive there’s no going back when you smile at him.

“You have quirks that I’ll always recognize,” you breath out a laugh and rub your hands over his arms as he begins to calm down.

Peter pulls the mask from his face and gives you a tired but thankful smile. His face drops when he remembers what you were doing and he steps back and begins pacing.

“What were you thinking?! How did you even get out there? You can’t go wandering into abandoned factories Y/N! You could have been hurt!”

“I was being nosey” you shrugged and Peter looks at you like you’ve got two heads. You’re going to give him a heart attack he swears.

“Don’t do that.” He points to you and takes a couple steps closer.

“Why? You saved me,” he’s biting his lip and takes another step, gripping his mask and twisting it in his hands.

“But what if I wasn’t there to save you?”

“But you always are?” you give him a sure smile and Peter’s heart in his stomach because he’s finally given a moment to realise how terrified he was for you.

“But what if I wasn’t” he pushes.

“But you were.” You stepped towards him now and your toes are almost touching as you look up at him. “Why are you always there to save me, Pete?”

Peter bites his lip and looks away. He wipes his hand down his face and lets out a strained laugh. “Because I love you,” he says it like it’s so obvious but if it was so obvious you would have realised by now.

“No, you -” he doesn’t give you enough time to answer. Peter thinks ‘fuck it’ when he holds your cheeks and crashes against you and kisses you.

Your hands travel up his chest and wrap around the back of his neck pulling him further into you as one of his hands holds your waist against him.

“No more wandering around abandoned factories okay?” he breathes out against your lips.

“Promise” you mumble back before kissing him again. He only said factories, nothing about abandoned hospitals or normal buildings...it’s alright anyway. Spider-Man will always save you.

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revchainsaw · 3 years

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Sonic: The Hedgehog (2020)

Greeting my flock of film freaks and welcome again to the Cult of Cult. Todays offering is a bit more of the mainstream blockbuster variety, but as films based on Video Games are still actually quite niche and vastly underestimated I think we should open our hearts to Sonic: The Hedgehog and hope that we find it a pleasing tithe to the cult. I am your beloved minster, The Reverend Chainsaw, and welcome to today’s service.

The Message

I must confess to the congregation that I was drinking mighty heavily of the lord’s Tennessee sour mash when I was taking in this movie. That said, I think that this is a great movie to have a drink with and I mean that in the best possible way.

Sonic: The Hedgehog is of course based on the Sega video game franchise and stars Ben Schwartz as the titular blue rat. Schwartz brings his brand of high energy enthusiastic comedy to the voice role. While Schwartz is particularly on brand for Schwartz, is he on brand for Sonic? I’m not entirely sure, but I’m also not entirely sure I was ever in love with the old ways. I am not an avid fan or consumer of Sonic media and perhaps that means I am in a poor position to say. I am most familiar with the Sega games and Sonic cartoons from the 90s, and from what I have grasped the more recent entries with their more anime centric and high lore plots still owe quite a bit to the attitude era of the 90s. Sonic was a hero but he was also a bit of a cross between Mickey Mouse, the Flash, and Bart Simpson. As an angsty 90s boy I wanted to eat chili dogs and go very fast that was very appealing to me, but I’m not so sure it would be appealing to a vast audience of older millennials, or even todays kids. And though I think it would be a fair criticism to say that Ben Schwartz is playing sonic as basically the superhero version of his Dewey Duck from the VERY VERY good DuckTales reboot, I don’t think that it’s necessarily a bad thing.

Dewey Duck the Hedgehog is a small mammal (also not a rodent, I wanted to say rodent and apparently hedgehogs are not rodents, just googled it) from an alien planet where his adoptive mother, an owl named Long Claw, fears that he will be hunted for his special powers, which I think is just super speed but it might be other things. In line with these concerns after an attack by pursuers Longclaw gives Sonic the Moses treatment and floats the special blue boy down the metaphorical river. Unlike Moses, however, Sonic is not found by ultra rich ultra powerful extra special people but is instead alone. Sonic lives alone in exile outside a small American town as a sort of local cryptid.

Thus begins a charming adventure. Through a poor decision to use his powers while working out some personal issues, Sonic inadvertantly draws the attention of the U.S Government and their nasty big brain baddy Dr. Robotnik. Sonic recruits a small town police officer with big city dreams to assist him in finding his magic rings so that he might flee from earth to an uninhabited mushroom kingdom.

Now about these two human characters. Officer Everyman is played by cyclops from the X-men franchise. The actors name escapes me and so does the characters, and while, yes, I just looked up if hedgehogs were rodents, I will not be looking up this information. I like the review better this way. It makes me laugh. And while I don’t remember his name, I do remember that he used to live In Mt. Juliet, TN. Anyway, what you should know about Officer Goodguy is that he drives a Toyota Tacoma!

That Toyota Tacoma is also continuously abused by the mad machinations of our films biggest draw: Jim Carey as Dr. Robotnik. If we were to pitch a Sonic movie, I don’t think anyone would jump to Jim Carey as the must have for the role, but after seeing this film, boy was it the best choice. The way he chews the scenery and plays off the rest of the cast and situations is just so much fun to watch. It’s fantastic to see Jim Carey back in a larger than life role. The Decision to play Jim Carey as the kind of condescending nerd who has taken their lack of social skills and leaned in as opposed to working on themselves was a brilliant choice. We’ve all known that kind of guy who tries to play the misanthrope just because they are too egotistical to recognize their flaws. Here Dr. Robotnik has given up on human connection in favor of subordination. His intellect is his only value, and thus he demands everyone around him acknowledge intellect as the only quality that matters as he has. It was a great choice.

From the point the chase begins the film becomes a road trip flick, and despite the fact that Sonic could supposedly cover the distance required in the blink of an eye we watch the ins and outs of our heroes relationship as they learn what home, and being a hero mean to them. By the climax it is pretty by the numbers, Sonic has come to feel at home on Earth and now that he has friends who care for him they can begin to make a world from which neither will have to flee; and of course, they beat the bad guy. FOR NOW. we are treated to an even crazier Dr. Robotnik stranded in the Fungus Dimension bent on revenge.

The Benediction

Now for all things Holy and Profane in this film, please rise for the Benediction.

Best Scandal: Sonic the Cosmic Horror

The original look of this film was mired in dread when the early footage and trailers dropped revealing a hideously uncanny hedgehog monster in the form of sonic. The memes are amazing, the toys are unsettling, there’s still plenty of Quasimodo Sonic stuff out there floating on the web and I suggest that you search it out, the laughter is good for your heart. Also if anyone wants to send me any creepy sonic merch I’ll take it.

Thanks to the work of online fans and internet harassments, the studio felt it was going to lose money on the project and reeled back the release allowing for the design department to give us a more cartoony but less frightening alien monster. I mean he’s a cartoon, it’s okay for him to look like a cartoon.

Best Scene: Noodle Dance

It’s hard to choose, and it feels a bit biased, but there are a few scenes with Dr. Robotnik that are just what make the movie more than a forgettable IP adaptation. Not that Ben Schwartz wasn’t doing great as the character but I feel Sonic as a whole would be lost in the milieu of CG spectacles and Super Hero Origin stories that we are bombarded with every year if not for Jim Carey’s performances; and even with them Sonic: The Hedgehog is not completely out of those woods. That said, I think Dr. Robotnik’s Alone Time Dance Party has to be the stand out sequence in my memory. I can’t really speak to what makes it so enjoyable, but damn if it isn’t just the best scene in the movie.

Best Character: Silicon Valley Dr. Robotnik

Do I even need to say it? It’s Dr. Robotnik. I’m not a fan of this villain from any other media. I always found Dr. Robotniks look unappealing, I’m not a huge fan of his powers, or using robot henchman. it always struck me as pretty boring how Sonic didn’t have a cool rogues gallery (i’m talking about 90s sonic) the way Mario did. However, they did something with the design, characterization, and performance that just made him such a fun villain. Also, my friend Jacksons mom said I looked like him and it didn’t hurt my feelings so.

Best Actor: Jim Carey

Jim Carey. It really seems like he’s all I’m talking about in this movie. Once again, I think Ben Schwartz did great and Sonic IS basically Dewey Duck in this movie. Dewey Duck is my favorite part of the rebooted DuckTales series, BUT he is just outmaneuvered by Jim Carey in this role. I think it’s a compliment enough to say that Ben Schwartz was even able to keep up with his energy, let alone play his quicker perkier foil.

Worst Scene: Toyota Tacoma Commercial

Sonic: the Hedgehog’s worst scene would probably have to be the forced friend fight between Sonic and Officer Wachowski during the car chase. It’s an overproduced weightless car chase scene with a contrived buddy cop controversy meant to force apart our heroes so that they can ultimately grow a little and come back together later in the movie. Not that I mind a movie like this to be so by the numbers, but it just felt like two of the blandest things on this movies plate being forced into one scene. I do like the idea of giving me the crap part of the dish in one flavorless generic bite, but that still doesn’t save it from being the worst scene in the movie.

That Toyota Tacoma took a beating though.

Worst Feature: Nothing Ventured/ Nothing Earned

I’m sure many fans would feel that the worst feature of the film is that it isn’t loyal to any previous lore laden version of the character, (probably the one they like the most). In the portrayals of both Sonic and Dr. Robotnik there were decisions made that drastically differed from the ways they have been portrayed before. Sonic is naïve and idealistic, a bit childish, Dr. Robotnik is driven by a lot of insecurity. Where are the Chaos Crystals and my original character Grindy the Wolf Cub?

But I think that these are over all positive choices in a film that otherwise chose to play it incredibly safe. In their cautious approach to appeal to the widest possible audience the film makers gave us a pleasant and appealing cartoon romp but we are left with little to hold on to. The worst feature of Sonic: The Hedgehog is it’s safety.

Summary:

Sonic: The Hedgehog is often touted as “the first good video game movie”. A label that I disagree with wholeheartedly. It is certainly a good video game movie, but it’s not the first, and it is not by leaps and bounds better than other video game movies as a whole. It’s a sub genre that gets a ton of disrespect, and in a world where the biggest criticism levied against the Super Mario Bros is that it’s not a faithful adaptation, I don’t understand how Sonic the Buddy Cop/ Road Trip comedy is escaping that attitude.

All that said, I had a good time with this movie. But it felt like playing on the playground as a toddler. You have fun and then you leave and you don’t really remember what you played or who with. I’ll think about Jim Carey and Dewey Duck, but I had a hard time hating or loving anything this movie did in any strong way. I usually feel that a movie that is “bad” or “corny” or “shlocky” is always better than a movie that is generic, or pointless, or boring. Sonics pleasantness and cheerful energy just barely save it from being another Transformers franchise. I get that origin stories are hard, so I’m eagerly awaiting the next installment, and hopefully it’s going to do something that sets it apart. Probably not.

Overall Grade: C

James Marsden! I just remembered!

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