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farfromtommy · 5 years

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through it all // Peter Parker x reader

A/N: I AM SO SOFT. This is probably my favorite fic I've done so far. Kinda want to turn it into a series..... let me know what you think. I think I’d be super fun and would be a really cute series.

requests are open

Summary: Peter discovers his powers and runs to y/n for help

Warnings: angst? maybe?, fluff, some swearing I think

Word Count: 2,399

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You were sitting in your room doing homework when you heard a knock at your window. You lived on the second floor of your house and there is no possible way that someone could’ve climbed all the way up to it on their own. You slowly stood up, weary of your steps towards your bedroom door. When you reached for the doorknob your phone buzzed in your hand.

From: Peter Parker

It’s me knocking on your window don’t call the cops

You looked at the text message with confusion and walked towards your window and threw your curtains back. You saw your best friend, Peter Parker, outside your window. You quickly opened it up and when you got a good look you just saw him hanging on to nothing on the side of your house.

“I can explain. Just please let me in.” He frantically said. You moved out of the way and he crawled into your room, the way he came in it was almost like he was sticking to whatever he touched. You stared at him waiting for him to explain whatever was going on. He was pacing around your room, incoherent words falling out of his mouth and his hands running though his hair.

Peter Parker has been your beat friend for as long as you could remember. You met when you were kids and have been inseparable ever since. You two have been through everything together. You and Peter were unstoppable, and everyone knew it. The way you knew each other was on a different scale. Your minds and bodies seemed to move with each other, always in sync.

When you started high school, things started to change for you. You were both changing, inside and out, and you started to look at him differently. And he seemed to look at you differently.

You started to notice things about him you had never seen before. Like the way the corners of his eyes crinkled when he laughed or smiled. Or the way he would bite his lip when he was trying to focus on whatever he was doing. You also started to notice when he would stare at you. You always seemed to catch his gaze whenever you weren’t right next to each other. Anytime you made eye contact he immediately looked away and distracted himself with something. You always had this teeny crush on Peter, but those feelings started to deepen.

The fear you had of losing your best friend because of some feelings never allowed you to say something to him. You always thought about what it would be like if you told Peter about your feelings and he didn’t feel the same way. You couldn’t imagine losing him, so you’ve kept it a secret.

“Peter, what is going on? What was that? How did you get up here?” You said to him walking over and putting your hands on his shoulders, looking him in his eyes. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked back into your Y/E/C eyes.

“S-something happened to me. I woke up this morning and I felt like my senses had been dialed to 1000. I’m so aware of everything around me and I don’t know why. Someone tripped over a backpack at school this morning and it was almost like the whole world moved in slow motion and I-I caught her without even missing a beat. W-When I got home today I grabbed a book off my desk and it started sticking to my hands. A-all the pages were sticking to m-my fingers and I couldn’t stop it. I-I don’t know what’s going on with me and I’m freaking out. Y/N y-you need to help me p-please h-help me.” He rambled on, tears coming to his eyes and his body shaking. He started to hyperventilate and his hand went to his chest.

Your mind was going a mile a minute and you couldn’t seem to wrap your head around everything your best friend had just said to you. Sobs racked left his mouth and you immediately wrapped him in a hug. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you had yours around his shoulders. His head was in your neck as he cried into it. You rubbed his back and tried to calm him down. His tears slowed down and his breathing returned to normal and you both sat down on your bed. He pulled away from you and wiped his tears with his shirt. You placed a hand on his bicep, which was definitely not that big yesterday, and looked at him.

“You’re going to be okay. We’ll figure this out. It’s gonna be okay.” You rubbed his arm and look into his bloodshot eyes. He hugged you again and could feel his warm tears hitting the back of your shirt. You rubbed his back and just whispered ‘everything is going to be okay’ every time you felt him choke back a sob. You stayed like that for what felt like hours until he pulled back from you and let out a deep sigh.

“I’m so scared, Y/N. I don’t know what this is. I can’t tell May, she’d probably have a heart attack. Can we keep this thing between us? You’re the only person I can trust. I don’t even want to tell Ned, I don’t know what he’d think.” Peter said to you while running his hands through his hair. “Of course. Between us.” You said to him, studying his face. You both stayed silent for a little while, just trying to relax from the most stressful 30 minutes of your life.

“So you can climb up walls, huh? If I’m going to help you figure this out, you should show me. For research purposes, y’know?” You said to him. He looked up at you and chuckled a little bit.

He stood up from your bed and walked to your wall. He placed his hands on it, followed by his feet and started to ascend the drywall. You stared up in amazement as he made his way to your ceiling.

As soon as you were about to say something your mom had come into your room to say goodnight to you and to not stay up too late doing homework. You quickly shooed her out of your room after saying goodnight and locked your door behind her.

You looked up and saw Peter holding back a laugh as you let out a breath of relief. He dropped down to the floor with grace, barely making a noise as he hit the floor. You and Peter continued to test out his new found abilities late into the night, finding the fun in the once scary situation. After finding a spider bite on him, you had come to the conclusion that all of this had to have been caused by it. You didn’t understand how a tiny spider could’ve done such a tremendous thing to Peter, but decided to stick with it.

You jokingly called him ‘Spider-Man’ and he thought it would be a cool superhero name. Both of you started to make up these scenarios of Peter becoming a superhero and going around saving people with these abilities he had.

“Too bad you don’t have webs coming out of you. If you did you could probably have them coming out at such a high level you could probably shoot them far enough and like hang from it like spiders do.” You said to him as he sat in your desk chair. “I wonder if we could make our own and store it in something. Almost like a water gun, but with webs coming out.” He said to you, grabbing a piece of paper from your desk and started to draw something out. You got up from your bed and stood behind him as he began to draw and write things out.

“I think that would work. I bet I could find all of this in the chemistry lab, I’ll try it out in class tomorrow.” He said, a yawn leaving his mouth. “Do you mind if I stay the night? I told May I was coming over here and don’t really want to try and explain to her why I didn’t stay and why I’m coming home at 2 am.” He asked you.

“Of course. You’re always welcome here. You’ll just have to sneak out in the morning and come in through the front door so my parents don’t ask questions when we leave for school tomorrow.” You said throwing some pillows onto the floor for you to sleep on.

“I was thinking we could just share the bed. Don’t want either us waking up with a sore back, plus I think we both need a good couple hours of sleep after tonight.” He chuckled nervously.

“Works for me.” You picked up the pillows and pulled back the covers to dive into your bed. He was already in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, so he just went straight into your bed.

You were both laying on your bed, trying to fall asleep. Peter was on his back and you were on your side facing away from him. You and Peter always had sleepovers, it wasn’t anything different. But usually they were in his living room or your basement.

This time you were both inches away from each other on your bed and everything about it was different. There was this unspoken thing between you two and it seemed to hover over the both of you in that very moment. You could feel the heat radiating off of his body from the other side of your bed.

“Peter, are you still awake?” You asked in a whisper, just incase he had already fallen asleep.

“Yeah, I can’t seem to shut my brain off.” He said barely above a whisper.

You turned to your other side, now facing him. He mimicked your actions and turned to you. Your faces now inches away from each other. In the dark you could see his eyes flicker around your face, studying every feature of it.

A blush crept onto your cheeks as you saw his gaze shift to your lips. He licked his slightly and his brown eyes returned to yours. He brought his hand up to move a piece of your Y/H/C hair out of your face and let it linger there for a second. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as his hand ran under the curve of your jaw.

He licked his lips again as he started to bring his face closer to yours. You closed your eyes, anticipating what was going to happen next. You felt the softness of his lips press against yours and you began to kiss back. He smiled slightly against your lips. He lifted himself onto his elbows and you moved onto your back, and he hovered over you.

You ran your fingers through his curly brown hair and down to the back of his neck. You deepened the kiss and brought your bodies closer together. After some time, you and Peter had ditched the shirts and were both exploring each others bodies.

“Maybe we should save this for when we don’t have to be up for school in 4 hours and my parents aren’t sleeping just a few doors down.” You said, pulling him up as he started to place soft kisses down your body.

“That’s probably a good idea. We can just cuddle the rest of the night.” He said as he moved on top of you, back to his original spot on your bed. He pulled you by your waist and wrapped his strong arms around your body. You had your face against his chest and an arm thrown around his waist and your legs a tangled mess beneath your sheets.

You woke up to the god awful sound of your alarm. It usually didn’t bother you as much as it was currently, since you don’t usually find out your best friend has superpowers and then end up making out with him during your secret sleepover so late at night.

Your positions had changed in your sleep. You were on your back and he was still wrapped around your body but was now between your legs with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his head on your stomach. You ran your fingers through his hair and he started to stir in his sleep. He looked up at you with sleep still in his eyes. He smiled slightly before going back to resting his head on your stomach and tightened his strong grip around you.

You shut off the alarm and let sleep take over your body again.

“Y/N!! It’s time to get up. You’re going to be late for school.” Your dad yelled through your bedroom door, knocking on it loudly. You and Peter practically jumped out of bed at the noise and stared at each other with fright. You placed a finger to your lips, indicating Peter to be quiet.

You cleared your throat and shuffled towards the door. You opened it slightly, and looked at your dad standing in the hallway.

“I don’t think I can go to school today, dad. I feel like such crap. I think I’m coming down with something.” You said, your voice somehow super raspy and sick-like. You coughed dryly and looked back at your dad.

“I’ll call the school and let them know. Just make sure you get all your work made up.” He walked away and you shut the door and locked it again. You looked back at Peter and shrugged your shoulders. You got back into bed with him, and now you were on top of him, using his body as a pillow. His arms found your waist again and you buried your face in the crook of his neck. You placed a few kisses there and then shut your eyes, ready to go back to sleep.

The last thing running through your mind as you drifted back into sleep, with Peter’s arms around you, was how happy you were that you could finally express your feelings for Peter without fear of losing him. With a grip so strong around your body, he’s probably never going to let you go anyway. And that’s exactly how you wanted it to be.

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szopenhauer · 4 years

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Think of a movie and now give me that movie title: random Elvira: Mistress of the Dark

Quote a line from that movie:

Name a song: random MARUV & Boosin — I Want You

What’s a line from that song? Baby turn me, turn me on All night long What’s the last word spelled backwords of that line? GNOL XD Whats the relationship between you and the last person you texted? my fiancee What would your name be if you replaced T’s with S’s & A’s with E’s? Zuzenne Would you ever legally change you name to that? nah Your boyfriend/girlfriend say they can’t hang out & it’s been two weeks. You? ok How often do you think about death? all the time Where were you when you had your first sleepover? Your house or a friends’? friend’s - P.W.

Are you hungry?: thirsty

What did you buy last time you went to the store?: food? bread not food? trinkets - for example - two books and a tiny stuffed dog

Do you think stained glass windows are pretty?: I don’t know tbh

Are you a chocoholic?: not at all

Have you ever been carded when buying something? : not even when I was buying cigarettes

Do you have a favorite highlighter color?: yellow

Do you have a flashlight?: I do

Do you like watermelon?: nah

Has anyone ever walked in on you while you were on the toilet?: obvi, many times but usually just family members

Do you like a lot of ice in your drinks?: noooo

Have you ever painted a room?: bathroom Have you ever petted a donkey? from what I remember

Out of all 24 hours, which one is your favourite? hmm... Have you ever been in a lighthouse? nope

What time are you planning on going to bed tonight? no idea Have you ever been bit by an animal? yeah Did it rain today? kinda What was the name of the last dog you pet? it was my dog - Łasuch Do you find that you have a certain meal you eat every time you go to certain restaurants? sure Are you constantly judging people? could say so Have you ever had anything stolen from you? sorta Which would you rather, a snowy day, sunny day, rainy day or cloudy day?: cloudy or sunny maybe rainy but definitely not snowy How long have you ever spent away from home? month? Has your luggage ever been lost at the airport? Did you get it back? - About how many times during the night do you wake up from your sleep? few Are there any air fresheners in your house? What kinds? no What scent of candle do you burn the most? we don’t For what reason did you last cry? ugh... What kind of surveys do you wish there were more of? deep

Last time you were attacked by an animal? this summer? Are you paranoid all the time or just during the night? more often during the day actually Have you ever dated someone without knowing their name? last name, not first, I was a stupid kid and was dating a guy online once and several boys at camp just to show off somebody likes me that way even tho I wasn’t really interested nor knew anything about those matters

If you go to an all-you-can-eat buffet, how much do you really eat? a tiny bit If you need to ask a question in class do you raise your hand? of course How many times have you been engaged (if any at all)? once, currently Do you have to see something to really believe it? jak niewierny Tomasz - często Have you ever gotten so dehydrated that you passed out? I’m surprised that I didn’t :x If your friend was being cheated on, would you tell them? absolutely Do you always assume the worst? that me indeed Are you sick and tired of life? sadly Have you ever been busted for under age drinking? I wasn’t drinking underage, I still don’t drink Do you have a picture of you and your lover kissing? 1 and a tik tok Have you witnessed a fight at school? bunch

What is your favorite time of day to run? when I’m late for the bus lmfao

When was the last time you talked to your mom? recently Do your parents crush your dreams? sometimes Did you sleep in today? I didn’t Do you hate sleeping in? I love sleeping in How late do you consider too late to sleep in? noon, 11am is already late How long have you had a smartphone? less than 5 years Do you keep lists of names that you like? even tho I don’t want kids :P Have you ever butt-dialed someone? it happened

First letter of the names of everyone you have kissed, like *that*; M.

Do you like going to school sports games? eww, boring Have you ever worn your boyfriend’s clothes? guy from camp gave me his cap for a day Have you ever stolen your sibling’s clothes? I had to wear them when she was growing up, gross Have you ever loved someone and HATED it? later? Do you like Starbucks or would you rather just have water or something? just water lol Have you ever walked into a door before? po maturze zapomniałam, że woźny zamknął drzwi, które się same otwierały i walnęłam w nie, raz przytrzepałam sie w futrynę bo za szybko skręciłam w nocy do pokoju, mama uderzyła mnie drzwiami jak byłam mała i stałam za blisko wejścia dzwoniąc do domu więc spadłam ze schodów, a ojciec stuknął mnie tymi dworcowymi przy wiadukcie i wylałam na siebie sok - to chyba wszystkie przypadki Do you know anyone who’s like, psycho-religious? fanatic? my uncle is one of those Have you ever been stuck on a ski lift? luckily never been there to begin with Do you know who Nancy Sinatra is? ain’t this the gal who sings “those boots were made for walking” or smth like that? Have you ever bought anything from an airport? I wasn’t there so... If I asked you who you were gonna marry a year ago, you would say; omg Do you snore, talk, sleepwalk, or drool? drool at times, sorry also roll/kick around and fart ^^” When you woke up this morning, what was your first thought? I was wondering why Nat fronted If you could start completely over knowing what you do now, would you? possibly

If you drink coffee, do you have a favorite flavor & brand? If so, what? not applicable Have you ever personally known a pair of Conjoined twins? woah What is your first thought when you see people kissing in public? "get a room” Would you ever consider being a professional stunt-person? I have no abilities/skills/health etc for that kind of job and it’s really sad actors get prizes for stunt-ppl’s work

How about a Mailman? my father was and that ruined his body so I doubt it (Besides Hello kitty) Do you have a favorite Sanrio character? If so, Who? Hello Kitty is evil Do you flinch when strangers touch you? don’t touch me! Can you remember the first time you went to a movie theater? I believe Is there something in particular you like to look at photos of? What is it? I have strange interests... Do you actually like the taste of Diet Soda? didn’t try and don’t plan to What brand of toliet paper do you normally use? I don’t give a shit ;) Do the Charmin bears make you feel uncomfortable? xD fact that they’re red makes me uneasy On average, how many cans of soda would you say you drink daily? zero Did/do you ever stick your chewed -up gum under tables? I spat it on grass when I was younger and had stuck it in my hair years before as well but every other gum I trashed properly Can you remember the last thing you watched on the news that upset you? that’s why I avoid news How do you feel about red lipstick, is it whorish? it’s my fav but I no longer use makeup What is your definition of feminism? fighting for equal rights between women and men like pay in workplaces Are you comfortable in shorts? am not So, have you watched that Bob’s Burgers show? Do you like it? fragments

Do you ever get the feeling you dont belong? always Do you believe actions speak louder than words? good actors will use both ways to lie

If your friend tried to commit suicide infront of you how would you react? how, why, who, when etc. Ever had a rumour spread about you? plenty Have you ever tried to impress someone before? majority of my life and I hate myself for that If someone jumped on your back what would you do? die? If you had a child and they turned out just like you would you be happy? poor kid... If you could choose the gender of your child what gender would you choose? not that I want kids but girl

Name three people you want to meet in Heaven. from those who died or are alive rn?

What could be the theme song of your life? I was taking a quiz today and they gave me Kero Kero Bonito - I'd Rather Sleep

Do you have any embarrassing health issues? :( Who do you wish you could talk to? grandma and/or brother Do you lose or misplace things a lot? very rarely lose, misplace more often but still usually same item like my scissors What was the name of the street you grew up on (if you don’t live there now) I live here! Does it still feel like summer where you live? it’s too cold for that Do you have a Paypal account? I wish Have you ever had a brand or company reach out to you on Instagram? polyvore What is the last thing you purchased from Etsy? I have no bank account to be able to buy stuff there Do you sell on Etsy? I’d like to someday Do you have a favorite aunt, and if so, who is it? aunt Alice Who is your favorite cousin? no one Have you bought next year’s calendar yet? yup What year did/will you turn 30? 2022 What’s a food that you like, but it makes you feel sick? no comment Do you like the name Addison? sounds like a shoe Is there anything that you regret getting rid of? ... Have you ever stood up to a bully? couple of times Do you own striped tights? nude and transparent Have you ever made your own Halloween costume out of clothes from ur closet? yep When was the last time you received a hug? this day Do you have anyone who hugs you regularly? dad? Would you rather have the bottom bunk or top bunk? bottom Window seat or aisle seat? window, aisle if in church Have you ever thrown up on an airplane? that’s one of the reasons I won’t fly Have you ever seen anyone else throw up on an airplane? that’s another... Have you ever gotten sick in the car? almost Do you still wear clothes from the children’s section? whoops you got me What color is your watch? I need to buy watch for Nat... What color was the last pair of flip-flops you wore? last time I was wearing flip flops was before middle school and they were pink I suppose Were you born in your favorite season? in the worst! Have you eaten oatmeal lately? regularly... Do you enjoy editing photos? if not a snapchat filter selfie then I prefer them “natural” What is your favorite app on your phone? Choices forever! lately I begun playing The arcana and it’s pretty good, Lisa downloaded Addams family mystery mansion or smth but it’s not that cool and I used to play the detective story which was awesome <3 Do you answer your phone every time it rings? hell no Do you like to decoupage things? scrapbooks/collages are way better How many tabs are open on your browser right now? 9 with this one but I forgot to close the background music

How many times have you had sex within the past two years? Guesstimate? personal How many times in a month do you go to the movies? How much do you spend? not at all

When was the last time you heard thunder? Where were you at anyway? this month? home When was the last time you were in trouble with your parents? If so. it’s complicated Do you know anyone who claims to have the ability to see the future? I have dreams that come true and my parents do, also my gf When you go to the movies, do you actually watch the movies or not? ... what else would I do in the cinema? oh, you mean kiss and such? waste of money Do you love or loathe the Eurovision? I don’t mind it Have you ever wielded a sword? wanna try :D If you were famous would you want a statue or a building names after you? what for Can you erect a tent? hope I didn’t forgot How tall is the tallest person you know? didn’t ask Have you ever ridden a camel? might try What’s your opinion on rats? cute

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marvelousmarvelimagines · 6 years

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Need You Now

Part VI (of X) - Like I’m Gonna Lose You (Peter Parker Series) (Part I) (Part II) (Part III) (Part IV) (Part V)

Pairing - Peter Parker x Reader

Summary - Being Tony Stark’s daughter isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. For one, I didn’t want to be in the first place. My normal life was just fine, thank you. Two, there are freaking superheroes all over where I now live. There’s never any privacy. Three, everyone expects me to be this amazing genius and go to this fancy school and do incredible things. I just want to watch Star Wars and write Harry Potter fanfiction. Also, I hate Math.

A/N - I’M SORRY

Warnings - Fluff and then yeah . . . it’s not pretty, and it’s not going to be pretty for a couple of chapters. The angst has arrived, and it’s just the beginning. Also language

I was equally excited and terrified for tonight. Excited because I get to see Peter. It had been weird not going to school and not seeing him today. He had gotten to be such a huge part of my life over the past few months, it didn’t feel . . . right not seeing him, and from the dozens of texts we had exchanged despite seeing each other tonight, it seemed he was feeling the same.

I was also terrified of how this would go. I knew Tony liked Peter, and Pepper was there to be a buffer, but surprise, surprise, Captain America, Thor and what the actual fuck, the bad guy who had tried to destroy the world, and then helped save it, who was apparently now trying to make amends, Loki, just happened to show up. Tony totally hated the guy, while Thor obviously loved him. It was going to make dinner more stressful than it needed to be.

Those thoughts flew out of my head as soon as Happy’s SUV pulled into the driveway. I jumped up, smoothing down my floral, black Maxi dress and waited for Peter. I practically gaped at the guy when he got out of the car. He was actually sort of dressed up. I had never seen him outside of his Midtown sweatshirts and goofy science shirts, which I loved him in, but seeing him in some charcoal dress pants and a white button up with his hair slicked perfectly to the side did something to me. Then he smiled at me, and even my heels couldn’t stop me from running to him and throwing my arms around his neck.

Peter quickly returned my hug, though I did feel his hands freeze for a moment as he felt the bare back of my dress.

I pulled back slightly with a little smile. “Come on, I want to show you my room.” I told him.

“Okay,” he said, and I smiled even wider as he took my hand, twisting our fingers together.

“Y/N, Tony said -”

“Sorry, Happy! I can’t hear you!” I yelled as I dragged Peter along at a run up the stairs and to the elevator. I gave Happy a little wave as the elevator doors closed. Immediately I took Peter’s other hand and pulled him close to me, our bodies gently touching. “Hi.”

“Hi.” He replied, a smile on his face that could have outshone the sun. Peter made no move to put any space between us, in fact, I think he even leaned a little closer.

“Thanks for coming.” I told him.

“You asked me to,” Peter said, looking down at our hands, gently brushing his thumbs against my skin before looking back up at me.

Oh God he was beautiful. Everything about him was just . . . Everything I never knew I was missing. “Peter . . .” Our noses gently brushed. I liked him, and although he had never said the words, I knew he liked me too. What were we waiting on?

The elevator dinged, startling us apart. I smiled at him again and pulled him along, this time out the elevator and to my room. “You should have seen how Tony had it decorated when I first got here. It was pink and frills everywhere.” I said, shaking my head while I opened the door. “Pepper helped me redecorate. As you can see, this wall is my library.” I gestured to the wall in front of us that literally was covered completely with bookshelves and books. “This is my vanity where I get ready in the mornings.” Peter’s arms wove around me from behind, his chin resting on my shoulder. I placed my hands on top of his and turned us to the other side of the room. “This is where I sleep. No comments on the Wookie.” I added when I felt him open his mouth. “And here is my desk where -”

“Woah! Is that a tie fighter desk?!” Peter let go of me, hurrying over to it. “This is insane!” He said, admiring it.

“I know right? Found it online.” I said with a big grin. “I want to make something with the Millennium Falcon, but I don’t know what yet.”

“Maybe you could do a table or something with a lego model? Ned and I have done one before, we could totally help you.” Peter offered.��

I giggled a little at the thought. “Can you imagine Ned here? It would be like Christmas for him.”

“Yeah, he’d be like a kid in a candy store.” Peter said, shaking his head.

I paused for a moment. “We’re definitely going to have to invite him.” I said.

“Oh yeah,” Peter agreed with a grin.

I sat down on my bed, my eyes focused on him as he continued to study my desk. Just how excited and interested he was in the piece of furniture had my heart skipping a beat. “My mom would have loved you.” I said finally.

Peter looked over at me, his eyebrows raised slightly, before joining me on the bed. “You think?”

“Oh, I know.” I replied, resting my head against his shoulder.

“Why?” Peter asked quietly.

I looked up at him, smiling softly. “Because you make me happy.” I answered simply.

Peter’s arm pulled me closer, and I let out a little sigh of contentment“I don’t remember much about my parents, but I know they’d like you too. May already does.”

“She does?” I said, pleased with this new information.

“Almost as much as me.”

My smile only got wider. “That was actually kind of smooth, Parker.”

The tips of Peter’s ears went red. “It’ll probably never happen again.” He told me with a little chuckle.

I laughed, loving how adorable he looked and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “That’s why I like you so much. You’re honest.” I said.

Peter’s eyes got serious, and he opened his mouth to respond, but before he could -

“Jury’s still out on her father though.”

“Mr. Stark!”

“Tony!”

We jumped apart, Peter flushing while I was frustrated. Whatever Peter had been about to say looked important. In the back of my mind I also noted with surprise that Tony had willingly just called himself my father.

“Mr. Parker, you clean up nice.” Tony said, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared Peter down.

“T-thanks, sir,” Peter stuttered.

“Did you want something?” I asked, brushing some hair out of my face.

“Dinner’s ready. Are you ready to meet some Avengers, kid?” Tony asked, clasping Peter so hard on the shoulder I saw him wince.

“A-Avengers? Some Avengers are here?” He asked, clearly panicked.

My hand touched his back gently since Tony was dragging him away from me. “It’s just Steve and Thor. Steve’s pretty nice for an old man, and Thor is literally a big softy.”

“Thor also brought his homicidal brother.” Tony added unhelpfully.

“He’s not homicidal . . . anymore.” I added quickly as we stepped into the elevator.

Peter still looked pretty panicked.

I subtly reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. “You’ll be fine.”

The elevator doors opened, and we found ourselves face to face with Cap. He took one look at me, then Peter, and smirked slightly. “So that’s why you took off running.”

I buried my face in my free hand.

“Ah, Tony was afraid the two children were having intercourse! How amusing!” Thor boomed.

“Hey! I’m not a child,” I grumbled while Peter looked equal parts embarrassed and starstruck.

“That is what all children say,” said a voice, and I turned to see the dark haired god casually seated sideways in the corner, his legs thrown over the side of his chair, flipping through a book.

My eyes narrowed at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear anyone ask for an opinion from one of Santa’s reindeer.”

Thor’s hearty laughter filled the room. “Ah, you have your father’s wit.” He said as he pulled me into a hug.

“Or lack thereof.” Loki pipped up.

I continued to glare at the man, but chose to ignore him. “Thor, this is -”

“Peter, Peter Parker, sir,” he said, shaking his hand. “W-wow, you’re really strong.”

“I am the God of Thunder. Of course I am the strongest of the Avengers.”

“But Tony always said Dr. Banner -” I started before Tony interrupted.

“And this is our very own centenarian, Captain America.”

“Steve Rogers,” Steve said, shaking Peter’s hand and ignoring Tony’s words.

“Mr. - Mr. Rogers. It’s - uh - really nice to meet you f-for the first time.” Peter replied awkwardly.

“And then the least embarrassing of the bunch, Pepper.” I said, nodding my head to the woman.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Peter, and I apologize in advance for Tony’s behavior.” She said while I smiled at her gratefully.

“You know, I take offense to that -” Tony started, holding his finger up in the air.

“Can we eat now?” I asked, hoping the sooner we got this over with, the sooner I could spend some non-stressful time with Peter.

“Great idea! Peter, why don’t you sit -”

“Right by Y/N.” Pepper interrupted, patting a seat that I sat down beside.

“Thank you,” I mouthed to her as Peter sat down between me and Cap. My nerves were definitely starting to build back up. I had never felt scared bringing the few guys that I had to my Mom before, but Tony? Different story, and while he had told me the other guys just happened to be in town, I wasn’t sure I believed him. I was shaken from my thoughts by a hand sliding into my own. I looked over at Peter to find him smiling reassuringly at me. I gave his hand a gentle squeeze. It was then that I realized as long as he was there, it would be okay.

-----

It turned out, dinner wasn’t so horrible. Peter was still nervous as hell, but Steve and Pepper did their best to make him comfortable. Thor mostly cracked jokes and Loki just sulked. By the time dinner was over, I was almost . . . relaxed, but ready to get away from the slightly threatening tone my father was using when he spoke to Peter.

“We’re going to enjoy our dessert outside if that’s okay.” I said, grabbing my mug of hot chocolate as I stood and smiling over at Peter.

“I don’t know if -”

“Thanks, Mr. Stark.” Peter said before he could say anything else, following me out the door.

I led him out to the back patio where there were a couple of benches surrounding a fire pit. “FRIDAY, can you start a fire, please?” I called out.

Almost immediately, flames burst forward, and I turned back to Peter with a big grin. “Awesome, right?”

Peter just stared at me though, a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

“Pete? You okay?” I asked, a little worried with his lack of response.

He shook his head as if to clear his thoughts, causing a strand of hair to fall from his slicked locks. “Yeah, sorry, just . . . c’mere.”

I smiled softly at him, letting him take my hand and pull me into his lap. I leaned back into him as he wrapped his arms securely around me. Even though the fire was warm, Peter was somehow warmer. In fact, I was sure there was never a place more comfortable and that I’d rather be than Peter Parker’s arms. “You’re really cuddly, Parker. Anyone ever tell you that?”

“Just like having you close.” He replied. “Reminds me that you’re safe.” My breath caught in my throat as I felt his lips barely brush against my shoulder.

“I know I’m Iron Man’s daughter, but I’m not planning on getting in any danger any time soon.” I assured him a little breathlessly.

“I-I know.” I turned in his lap so I could look at him, concerned at his conflicted expression. “It’s just . . . when I really - when I really like someone, bad things tend to happen, and I don’t want that to happen to you.”

I brought my hand up to his cheek, gently brushing my thumb across his skin. I bit my lip as he leaned into my touch, and his eyes closed softly. “I don’t think Tony would let me go anywhere even if I wanted to.”

He opened his eyes, those brown ones looking into mine as if reading straight into my soul. “You don’t want to?”

“Peter, you are the only person, since my life went crazy, that I’ve actually felt understood what I’m going through. More than that, you’re the first person I’ve felt . . . back at home with. I like you . . . a lot. Why would I want to be anywhere but right here?” I asked him.

He smiled at me, reaching up to cup my own face in his hand. My eyes drifted to his lips as he bit down on his bottom one. “I . . . Can I kiss you? I really want - I really want to kiss you.”

I leaned forward, the scent of hot chocolate mingling in the air as our breath ghosted over each other’s lips. “Please,” I whispered softly.

He was so close. It made me dizzy to look at him. My eyes closed just as I felt the brush of his lips against mine -

“Mr. Parker!”

We jumped, the spell broken as we turned to face Tony who was standing in the doorway, arms crossed and looking very unimpressed.

“I need to have a word with you. Now.”

I groaned a little. “Now?”

His eyes shifted to me as he nodded.

“Fine. I need to get that book for Peter anyway. I finished Paradise Snare, and you need to read it.” I told him.

“O-okay.” Peter replied.

I stood up, already missing his arms and started walking back inside. “Please don’t be mean to him.” I said when I passed Tony.

He didn’t respond.

I rolled my eyes, but didn’t say anything as I headed upstairs to grab my book. I made it quick, anxious to get back to Peter, and hopefully that kiss. By the time I got back down though, they were obviously in the middle of an intense discussion. I was about to interrupt when their words caught my ears.

“Mr. Stark, I just think you should tell her.”

“It’s not your decision what I do and don’t tell my daughter, kid.”

“But she needs -”

“Zip it! You shouldn’t even be a part of this conversation. Your job was to look after her and be her friend. I never said to date her!”

My book dropped to the ground, causing both men to turn to me. We all stared at each other, Tony looking anxious, Peter looking distraught. I . . . I didn’t know how to feel. All this time I had thought that Peter had just wanted to get to know me. That we had just . . . clicked. We had clicked all right. Because of Tony. “You . . . you just talked to me that first day because he told you to?” I spat, betrayal leaking into my tone. “Our whole friendship, all the time we spent together, everything was - everything was put together by him? I . . . Is anything you ever told me even true, or just what he told you to say?!”

“Y/N, of course it is -!” He reached out to touch my arm, but I snatched it away.

“And you! It wasn’t enough that you controlled my whole life, made me drop everything and leave it behind, you had to control my friendships too!” I shook my head, unable to believe that something I thought was so great and perfect . . . was just another thing Tony forced to happen. “I can’t - I thought I could trust both of you . . . but you’ve been lying to me this whole time.” I backed away from them, knowing I had to get out of there before I lost it.

“Kid -”

Before Tony could say anything else, I took off.

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B I T T E N / P A R T T W O

synopsis of the B I T T E N series When Ava wakes up, she’s stuck in the 18th century with strangers who can do even stranger things, and no recollection of her past life. As she learns to cope with what, and who, now surrounds her, she realizes there’s one thing so much bigger than the battle between life and death: love.

filling the requests “more bondy please!” + “you’re interested in both van and bondy” + “you’re mad at bondy for whatever reason and how he would react, maybe you guys had a fight or something.” Changed the last one up a bit to fit the story - hope you don’t mind. If it’s not what you had in mind, message me and we can work something else out! x

warnings Mentions of lowkey kidnapping, swearing. Mentions of daddy, but I’m sure y’all are filthy enough to enjoy my jokes.

[read part 1 here]

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When Maise dressed Ava the next day, she did the same steps meticulously again: shift dress, petticoat, corset, pockets, petticoat, silk kerchief, gown petticoat, front panel, gown, apron. This time, the gown itself was a robin’s egg blue. And with nowhere for Ava to rush off to, Maise took her time, although she always worked with a fastidious hand. Ava looked around her room with wonder once again, the feeling not settling in yet that this was to be her permanent residence until further notice.

“Anywhere you want to go today, Miss?” Maise asked, dark hairs falling from her tidy bun onto her forehead as she bent to secure Ava’s shoes.

“You mean I can leave the house?”

“‘Course you can. You’d probably want to check with your master first, but --”

“My master?”

A knock at the door sounded just as Maise was affixing the final piece, the white embroidered cloth, to the crown of Ava’s head.

“Well that’ll be him now!” Maise exclaimed, more chipper than Ava could say for herself, whose mind was reeling with the words Maise had spoken.

Maise drifted to open the door, and Bondy’s fist was closed and mid-knock when she opened it.

“Hello love,” Bondy smiled at Ava, white pointy teeth evident against his cherry red lips. “Care for a house tour?”

Bondy led Ava down the hall, around the grand staircase, and into the dining room. He spoke confidently the whole way, as if he’d recited the stories he was telling her hundreds of times. She didn’t think he had, but his confidence was alluring nonetheless.

“This entire house was rebuilt by myself and a team of contractors after it burnt down in 1732. As Maise probably told you, she and her entire family of seven, mom, dad, brothers, sisters, everyone, died in the fire. For some reason, she and her brother are the only ones who attained ghost status. We’re still not sure why that is,” Bondy said thoughtfully, and paced through the door to the old-fashioned kitchen.

“Is that why you set the table for seven?” Ava called to him.

He poked his head through the doorway to the kitchen and laughed. “Partly for that, partly because seven of us now live here in the manor, and partly because it’s Van’s favorite number and he won’t have the table set any other way.”

“That’s a little…. strange… don’t you think?” Ava remarked.

“I’ve been telling him for years.” Bondy smiled down at Ava, who happily returned the smile. She was finding that Bondy was easy to get along with. When he popped back through the doorway, she followed, eager to hear more about the old house she now lived in.

“Here’s the kitchen. Lovely little space. Antique! We don’t use it much, except for when Jack cooks meals for us, like he did last night. Thankful the bugger didn’t lose his skills in death.”

“A helpful poltergeist?”

Bondy snorted. “I like you.” He switched his gaze back to the kitchen. “In this cupboard you’ll find some snacks to eat. It’s full of all kinds of foods, from all different places of the world. But don’t eat anything from a jar. Seriously. My friend Lou likes to fuck with the jams.”

Ava walked around, picking foreign utensils up and surveying the rest of the area as Bondy waited for her to finish perusing.

“This is a special room,” Bondy said softly, knocking his knuckles absentmindedly against the aged wood door. He looked about the rest of the kitchen and its old wrought iron fixtures, and settled his eyes on Ava. “You aren’t allowed to go in here yet, but you will someday.”

“What is it?”

“The cellar. It’s where we keep our….. valuables.”

“Oh.” Ava’s mouth watered at the thought of what kinds of treasure could lie beneath the old house.

“It was the only part of the original house that remained. It’s enchanted by us, but originally it held a large store of energy for the owners. Want to hear my two cents? Maise and her brother were the only ones who became ghosts. But they were also the only two who were unfortunately locked in the cellar at the time of the fire.”

Ava’s heart dropped as her eyes stared beyond the cellar door. Maise and Jack died in that room beneath the earth.

“Don’t get too morbid on her first day, christ,” a short, squat man said as he walked through the kitchen doorway and grabbed a roll of bread from the reed basket on the countertop, ignoring Ava’s surprised sqeak and jump at the sound of someone behind her.

“Larry, lad, let me do my thing, I’ve got to set the scene for her,” Bondy joked.

“You don’t think the scene’s already set? She’s livin’ in a junky old prepster’s house with a bunch of freaks three hundred years before she’s even s’posed to be alive. It’s dark literally everywhere and she knows we bite.”

Ava gulped, and spoke up. “He’s kind of right.”

Larry looked at Bondy with an I-told-you-so smirk, and walked back out to who-knows-where with his bread, gone as quickly as he’d came.

“So that was Larry. I guess I’d better show you the rest of the house, and then we can get going? I’ve got to run a few errands in town. You can come if you’d like,” Bondy stated, chewing on his lip afterward in waiting for an answer. Ava noticed he gave her a choice this time. Perhaps speaking her mind in this household didn’t come with repercussions. In this state, Bondy looked almost… endearing.

“I like the sound of that,” she said, and gave him a bashful smile.

After they ascended the grand staircase to the floor Ava’s room was on, and as she stood panting at the top in all her layers of clothing, Bondy chuckled.

“Whew. That was a lot of stairs,” Ava huffed, wiping the sweat from her brow. “How did I get up those so quickly yesterday?”

“Technically, we just went up two flights of stairs in one. We’re on the third floor now. Oh, and you might notice your strength ebbing and flowing while you’re here. Come on, I’ll show you my room.”

Ava trudged after Bondy, the buckled boots starting to rub the backs of her sweaty feet. She was so focused on the floor and her steps that when Bondy stopped to unlock a door at one end of the hall, she smacked right into his back.

“Sorry!” she said, stepping back, cheeks reddening. He shook his head with a fond grin, and twisted the key in the lock.

Bondy’s room was the most lavish room she’d ever seen. Once, she’d been on a school trip to Versailles, and she’d caught tiny glimpses of the king’s quarters behind red velvet ropes and security guards. This time, she was living the reality, and up close.

Gold.

It adorned the ceilings, the chairs, the chaise lounge, the chandelier, even the clock had gold leaf accenting. She’d seen Rococo in paintings before --- that bright cobalt paired with white trim and gold, gold, everywhere --- but she realized now why the royals took to it so easily. Everything gleamed. Astonished, her eyes feasted on the sight before her.

“There’s no way this is real,” she said, full of awe, mouth agape as she swirled around in place, skirts swishing beneath her.

“Did you expect anything less?” he asked quietly, watching her reaction. His low voice resonated across the smooth floors.

“I don’t know you that well, but… I guess not.”

Bondy winked, and opened the door to his actual bedroom. The fireplace near his bed was marbled, his bed frame was gilded, the furniture still covered in gold, and a literal suit of armor complete with chain metal was stood proudly in the corner.

Ava pointed at it expectantly.

“What can I say? I’m a collector,” he laughed.

“Uh-huh,” Ava snickered, eyebrows rising. She followed Bondy back out into the hallway from which they’d come.

“As you can see, the hallway wraps around in a square. Can’t ever get lost. You, Bob, Benji, and myself have the corner rooms. Van’s situated in between you an’ me, Larry’s situated in between me an’ Bob. There are four other empty rooms in the house that we use for storage, and stuff. Although this is the fullest this house has ever been, since the original owners had it.”

Ava knew the house was big, but ten rooms? Who could ever need a house that big? And for what purpose? Her thoughts raced as Bondy filled her in on unimportant mechanics -- “and here’s the guest bathroom” -- and she remembered Van’s room was next to hers. It must have been easy for him to deliver the letter last night. Her heart swelled.

“That’s about it,” Bondy said, snapping Ava out of her thoughts. “Want to go into town?”

******

The walk down the impossibly narrow cobblestone streets, wherein only three to four of Ava dressed up in skirts could walk arm in arm, was troublesome. Ava wasn’t getting used to her boots, and needed to walk slower than she usually did. Not that she remembered how she walked before she woke up in a different century; she could just feel that it was dissimilar. The change in her comfort led to a change in her attitude, and topic of conversation.

“Earlier today Maise told me that you’re my master,” she questioned Bondy, trying to walk dignified next to him as they passed citizens of 1739 France on the roads. She could tell they were dressed much less lavishly than she and Bondy were.

“So it would seem,” he replied casually, eyes squinting in the sunlight, looking for something.

“But why? Stop speaking ambiguously. I want to know why I’m here,” Ava huffed, kicking a loose stone across the street, which earned her looks from passersby.

“I bit you.”

“Yeah, got that part down. The marks in my neck? Pretty deep, I’d say. Vampire bite? It’s the latest trend,” she replied snarkily.

“Blix.”

“Okay, blix, whatever. So what’s going on? Does that just make me your slave? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Bondy guffawed, head cast up to the sky in laughter. The sound made her cheeks burn in the best way. He turned to Ava, and smiled. “Here’s some terminology for ya. Because I bit you, I’m your sire. You’re sired to me forever by my bite. Maise uses the word master. But she’s the maid. It’s just…. different dynamics as a whole. And by the way,” he stopped to tap on Ava’s nose. “The reason that we’re here in the first place: we’re looking for a shop called Violet’s Dresser. Help me find it, lassy.”

*****

The shop was quaint, to say the least. Vintage knick knacks of all kinds littered the shelves, but in a classy sort of way that made you understand that if you broke it, you bought it. And the price wouldn’t be pretty.

“Violet, I’m the one who sent a telegram the other day,” Bondy spoke at the counter to the large woman in a giant feather hat. “I’m here for a fitting for my fiancee, Ava.”

Ava’s eyes bugged out of her head, but Bondy gave her a sharp Just go along with it! look. She supposed he had to do things this way. After all, it was 18th century Paris. Why else would a dashing young man be buying exuberant gowns? Certainly not because he’s keeping a girl he bit on the neck, captive.

Violet circled the counter and disappeared through a set of heavy curtains.

“Come into the dressing lounge, you darling thing. You’ve got a certain je ne ses quoi about you, you know that?” the rounded dressmaker whooped from the other room. Bondy nudged Ava to go on with an encouraging look.

Once she parted the aptly violet curtains into the dressing lounge, she came face to face with a team of seamstresses. They immediately stripped her of each layer down to her corset, petticoat, and cotton shift.

“Little Johnny’s spoken nonstop of you since he knew you’d be arriving. How long have you been here, dear?” the dressmaker asked huskily. She pulled a velvet dress bag from a hook and untied the gold ribbon holding the bag closed. The seamstresses worked to pull the new garments over Ava’s head quickly.

“Uh, just two days so far,” Ava stuttered. She hoped for her sake that answer would line up with Bondy’s story. The approving harrumph she received from the dressmaker made her sigh in relief.

The seamstresses worked in tandem, suiting Ava up in a whole new outfit; the petticoats for this gown were of the finest white linen. The gown itself was a brilliant crimson silk encrusted with thousands of jewels on the bodice. The apron was gold, along with an underlying petticoat. Ava had never tried on anything more glitzy. Or expensive.

“Breathtaking, isn’t it?” Violet asked her. She nodded her head up and down, mouth gawking at the sight in the mirror.

“What’s this gown for?” Ava asked the dressmaker.

“You’ll soon find out,” she smirked, and lit a cigarette.

“Okay then,” Ava muttered under her breath.

“I’m sure Johnny’s loving the attention he’s getting from you, sweety. He was a lonely young man before he met you. Never smiled. Now look at him!” she poked her cane through the curtains and parted them slightly so Ava and she could peek through.

“He does look happy,” Ava replied, watching Bondy look around the room of knick knacks with an inkling of a smile turning up the corners of his mouth. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, but he looked content.

The curtains fell back into place, and Violet snapped her fingers. The seamstresses began undressing Ava as quickly as they’d dressed her.

“Surprisingly enough, he got her measurements perfectly correct,” the seamstress whispered to Violet.

“And that’s a man who loves his woman,” Violet howled with laughter. Ava’s cheeks flushed unintentionally.

Redressed and out in the main shop, Ava couldn’t meet Bondy’s eyes.

“Fits like a dream!” Violet stated, and Bondy stepped toward the counter to pay for it. One of the seamstresses brought out the large box, and Violet stamped it with the address of the manor.

“Delivery by tonight,” she winked at Ava, and went to put Bondy’s money away. “Threw in a little something extra for ya, doll!”

*****

“So what you’re saying is,” Ava clarified as she followed Bondy’s footfalls through the cobbled streets, “is that I’m something called sired to you? And that means we’re forever bound together by that energy?”

“Exactly.”

“But why’d you bite me?” she inquired.

“It’s a long story.”

“Well obviously I’m not leaving for a while.”

Bondy pivoted on his heel and stopped her from walking forward any farther. He took both Ava’s hands in his, and the serious gesture took her by surprise. She looked into his baby blue eyes and shivered.

“Usually when a blix bites, for sire purposes… well…” He trailed off, unable to continue. His eyes searched Ava’s. “Let me explain it to you this way. When a wolf sires a cub, it means it’s the cub’s father.”

“Bondy, I am not calling you Daddy.”

“Let me finish! Christ, you’re hilarious,” Bondy snickered, not letting the crude joke go unnoticed. “Like I was saying… when a blix bites and doesn’t kill, it’s a forever bond. You… change. And our bond ties us together forever.”

Ava stood flabbergasted. “Wait, are we ---? Am I actually going to become one of you? Like in the movies?” she trailed off in shock. Her hands began to shake.

“Ava, look. It’s already started. Your eyes are the color of your dress.”

Ava looked down at the blue of her dress, and drew in a deep breath. She saw a shallow well near a cart of flowers and raced to look at her reflection.

“Ava, wait --” he called out behind her.

Despite the ruddy water, and the ripples from the wind, she could still see herself looking down into the water. As she peered closer, she saw it: chocolate brown had brightened to a striking icy blue. The same color the others in the manor had. Her breath hitched. Bondy’s footsteps stopped a ways away from her.

There hadn’t been any confirmation of their existence as monsters yet. Yesterday the bite on her neck was almost funny. It didn’t hurt. It was a joke. Maise concealed it before they went out in the street today. In the back of her mind, she’d been hoping this was a twisted dream. The reality hadn’t set in yet. It couldn’t.

But there she was. Changed. Concretely. Blue-eyed.

Her face looked wrong. And she hated it.

She touched her cheeks beneath her eyes and hated them. She stared deep into her foreign eyes. She couldn’t look away. She was disgusted.

“I’m really changing,” she whispered. A sob caught in her throat. “I--”

She felt herself losing control. Her thoughts raced blindly behind her eyes, and her mouth dropped farther and farther open.

I’m a lectoblix.

A monster.

I kill people to stay alive.

I’m living in a house full of monsters who can kill me.

I’m changing.

I’m stuck with a monster for the rest of my life.

I’m stuck being a monster for the rest of my life.

I don’t even know who I was.

They changed me.

And now I’m changing again.

Her mind went blank with panic.

She sat there, on the edge of the well, for too long, soaking the edge of her skirts in the water, not caring about the water damage to the blue silk. She numbly watched the way her silent tears shimmered against the new blue of her eyes, and down her cheeks, tracking through the powder Maise applied earlier. It was all too real now.

Motion behind her made her turn slightly, like a caged animal. But she didn’t care enough to turn all the way around. Her body was numb. No turning back.

A bouquet of red roses was placed by her knees resting on the edge of the well.

Only then did she turn fully. And there he was, standing in shame with a receipt from the flower cart.

“I made a mistake,” Bondy’s face crinkled, with enough frustration to shatter Ava all over again. “Fuck. I’ll take you home.”

******

Ava sat in her room, alone, writing on the expensive stationery supplied in her desk. Shortly after they’d come home, and Bob had seen her waterlogged skirts and tear-tracked cheeks and pulled Bondy aside, calling for Maise.

Ava had been taken upstairs, flowers placed in a vase, and bathed in steaming hot water until it was cold. Now, she sat, pen in hand, wondering how to begin.

I am Ava.

She wrote. She couldn’t remember her last name.

“Ooh!” she exclaimed, and put the pen to the paper once more.

I like to dance. I like cheese pizza.

I can’t remember any of my family. Or do I even have one? Every time I try to remember something, it’s like a wall is put up.

She sat, pensieve.

I tried on a red dress today. It was incredibly beautiful. It was like wearing the Crown Jewels, but on my body. The dress is supposed to arrive tonight. Bondy paid for it. I don’t know why he’s spending all of his money on me.

She scrunched up her nose as she remembered the rest of the afternoon.

“Ava! There’s a package for you downstairs!” Maise’s voice called from the walls of the mansion. Ava liked that her voice could travel without her having to materialize in front of her. She put her pen to the paper once more.

But Bondy and Van are of similar kind. They can’t be too bad... right?

Ava slipped her silk robe on over her shift dress and tied it tightly. The house was cold; she’d have to make her trip downstairs quick.

Jack was already halfway up the stairs with the large box by the time Ava reached the landing.

“Thanks, Jack,” she said happily, and he followed her into her room, placing the box on her bed. He pretended to tip his nonexistent hat and exited.

Ava removed the top of the box, and sighed. The crimson dress was folded impeccably neatly inside. She caressed her hand over it, and decided to lie it flat on the bed. She read the card inside:

To Ava soon-to-be-Bond

From Violet

Hope you enjoy this dress, babydoll! You’re worth every penny it cost him.

P.S. - Wasn’t joking about the surprise.

Ava rummaged through the fluff and tulle of the box, and her hand hit something silky soft, yet hard. She pulled out the garment and gasped.

A crimson red corset, matching the dress, stitched with intertwined gold and black thread. Ava held it up in front of her face, and said, “Oh, baby. That’s hot.”

A low whistle coming from the hall interrupted her admiration for the thing, and she quickly stuffed it back into the box before the offender could see any more of it. Her heart pounded as she realized who was there.

Van stood with a shit-eating grin on his face: guilty, but nevertheless pleased. Ava’s stomach pulled again, and she tried to play it cool.

“Where ya goin’ with that thing?” he laughed, leaning into the door jamb, as casual as ever.

“I have no idea,” Ava whispered, not believing she just pulled that out of the box. In front of him.

“It’s right gorgeous, I say,” he said, resting his hands in his pockets. “You should wear it some time for the lucky fellow.” Ava’s heart quickened, her cheeks beet red.

Van was wearing 21st century clothes: black leather jacket and black denim. “Anyways - came to tell ya we have a meeting at nine. Meet us on the second story. You can dress normally. We’ve enchanted the place for the night with a distractor spell so no stragglers’ll come and ruin it all for us.”

“How do you get to the second story?” Ava said just as he was about to usurp himself from the comfort of the door jamb.

“Oh. Bond didn’t show ya the best parts on the house tour I see? Hmm. I can walk you there? Meet us here at 8:55,” he smiled happily.

“Sounds good.”

“Okay.” He drug out the O sound, and the short kay! echoed down the hall with him.

******

“What is this place?” she asked Van as they tucked themselves down a secret door under the staircase; it hid behind a painting of Louis the Beloved. Ava knew it wasn’t classified as sneaking around when she had a destination, but it was new, and fun, and she was exploring.

“The second floor, love.” Ava’s heart fluttered at the sound of that.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you ran an operation,” she chuckled.

“I’m a simple guy,” Van said, tongue between his teeth in jest. “I mean what I say.”

“Good to know,” Ava flirted back. She couldn’t help it. She felt that she and Van had clicked from the moment they’d laid eyes on each other.

“Van, how do you know where you’re going? It’s pitch black,” Ava noted. She was able to ascend the flight of stairs before the painting swung shut, but now the halls were swathed in complete darkness.

“Got that good eyesight. Blix stuff,” he replied. Ava shivered.

Her hand brushed up against something and immediately felt a piercing shock run through it, searing her hand with burning pain that made her cry out loudly in a harrowing shriek.

“What the fuck was that?” she yelled at Van, clutching her hand. It was hot to the touch. They both stood stock still in the hallway. Ava’s eyes began to adjust to the darkness as adrenaline rushed through her veins, and she saw Van’s eyes mirroring her own in confusion.

“I don’t know,” he whispered, scratching the back of his neck. “Just tried to grab your hand to lead the way.” Ava’s slight panting mixed with Van’s nervous breathing in the narrow space.

“I still can barely see…” she said, voice wavering. “And my hand hurts.”

“Hold on... I want to try something,” he said softly. “If it does it again, just... yell.”

Van reached forward slowly and touched Ava’s hand with the most delicate of caresses. Electricity zinged between their fingers and buzzed in their veins. Ava let out a shaky breath. Van’s touch became harder as he laced Ava’s fingers with his. Their eyes never left each other. Ava could feel Van’s cool breath fanning over her face.

“This is weird,” Ava whispered.

“I know,” he responded in a similar tone. “Glad I didn’t shock you again.”

“Why did that happen?” Ava looked up at him, desperate for answers, desperate to feel the reverb of his voice resonate through her body again. It was..... good.

“Guess since you’re sired to Bond, no one else gets to touch you,” he whispered. “Let’s go. They’re expecting us.”

#PART TWO YEE HAW #catfish and the bottlemen #catb #catb fanfic #catfish fanfic #van mccann #johnny bond #oo boy i got a lil flirtin going on with both of them what are yall gonna do #enjoy ladiez #two fics in two days? who am i?

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myaekingheart · 7 years

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Rules: Copy this into a new text post and remove my answers and put in yours, when you are done, tag up to 10 people and also the person who tagged you… and most importantly, have fun!

I was tagged by @lvcypev! Thank youuuu :D

A) Age: 20 B) Biggest fears: vomiting, losing any of my loved ones, adulthood C) Current time: 1:42am D) Drink I last had: ice water (that's all I ever drink though so no surprise there) E) Every day starts with: slamming the snooze button F) Favourite song at the moment: Ugh I have a couple umm okay so I'm currently really loving Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult, Given Up by Linkin Park, The Words "Best Friend" Become Redefined by Chiodos, Misery Business by Paramore, Teenagers by My Chemical Romance, Square Hammer by Ghost, and Go to Hell for Heaven's Sake by Bring Me The Horizon. So more like "favorite songs." Just consider that like my own personal playlist or something. G) Gayest moment I ever had: I kissed a girl once. H) Hometown: city of brotherly love #phuckyeah I) In love with: my boyfriend and my dog. J) Jealous of: I'm not even gonna bring this up because I've maybe-not-so-lowkey been trying to work through some things in the past couple months where talking about jealousy would just be a few steps backward so no answer here. K) Killed someone: In video games, yes. Nothing like removing the door and watching your Sims panic and die. L) Last time I cried: Probably a couple days ago. M) Middle name: Elizabeth N) Number of siblings: zero O) One wish: That I could be with my boyfriend right now because it's our first anniversary and we're 300 miles apart v_v P) Person you last called/texted: That would be the aforementioned boyfriend Q) Question you’re always asked: If we're talking with strangers, it's more like a series of questions all based around my age. The best being when I went to go get my high school transcripts a few months back and they asked if I was a current student. R) Reason to smile: Again, that would be my boyfriend. And my dog. S) Song last sung: I don't even know, man. I sing a lot of songs. Probably Misery Business, though. My mom ran to the store, like, Saturday and while she was gone I was scream-singing along. T) Time you woke up: Today? Uh...3:30pm. W) Worst habit: Staying up too late and oversleeping. X) X-ray i’ve had: I think I had an x-ray of my arm once when I was a kid. It wasn't broken or anything, they just thought I had some sort of problem because I was grossly underweight or some shit. I still have my big copy of the x-ray picture somewhere. Y) Your favourite food: Ummm that steak hibachi from that Japanese place in my boyfriend's town. Z) Zodiac sign: Taurus

Tagging: @pensivethejust, @edmundforpresident, @nylonsandlipstick, @penfullofwordsaheadfullofstories, @aestheticedmund, @rhindons, @tropicalgraffiti, @shesellsseagulls, @v16butterfly, @jetjack

#ask memes #ramblings

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angel-soma · 7 years

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Hello everyone! Long time no see! I hope you all have been well! I haven't been active on here in months, mainly due to my computer breaking in January. (Blue screen of Death upon startup) Well, as of today, it's working again! So now I can finally sit down and type up an update for you all so you know what's been happening with me! (Cause there’s been a lot!!)

At the end of October I went from living with my mom in PA to moving in with my sister and her family near Boston, MA. I've never really lived in a city before, and I've never lived without my mom either. So that alone was a huge change for me! I had to get used to things like the amount of cars and people, when to cross the road because some of the street signs don't change like they're supposed to and it annoys me, the train system (called the T), I never even rode a bus before but hey gotta do that here too... I'm kinda used to them now though, but I still get nervous about getting on the wrong train/bus and getting lost ;w;

Then on top of that I had to get a job!! I've never worked before, so for a while I was super stressing out about it. Cried a lot. I needed to get one though, as it was part of the deal of me living here with my sister (who isn't making me pay anything other than $30 per week for the food I eat.) At first I tried to get a job at the daycare/school that her boys (my nephews) have/currently went to. I was nervous during my interview, as it was my first ever interview, but I think it went okay. I then went on two different days to spend time with a class to see how well or not I fit. While I think I did a good job, and the person said I did, I never really heard anything back. So I didn't get it. I then tried for a position at a coffee house, and while the owner liked me and was interested in my art (it came up), she was looking for someone with more experience.

My sister had suggested I apply at Dollar Tree, which is super close to where we live (basically across the street), but I kinda didn't like it so I was avoiding it a bit. Especially since I 100% hated the idea of a cashier job (I was worried about messing up the money and losing a lot of it). I finally ended up filling out an application though and got an interview - and I was hired!! I've been working there as a cashier since the beginning of March, and I'm happy to report that I haven't given up/died yet lol It's a lot easier than I thought it would be, and all my managers and co-workers are super nice. The main manager also told me that I've been doing really well and that he mentioned me when talking about who could potentially be promoted!!! I'm so so happy that this has gone so well for me, especially since it's my first job and I was sooo nervous about working!!

Life in PA was really boring and uneventful. Sometimes I wouldn't leave the house for weeks. Now I'm walking the dog around the city by myself twice a day (granted I mainly only go to the park across the street or some of the nearby streets). I go to work 3-6 times a week. I went to Anime Boston (YAY CONVENTIONS I haven't been to one in yearssssss I bought a cute Mimikyu shirt and a print of Mew) and took a train back by myself at 11 at night while it was snowing - like a boss who was super nervous. I have chores now too. I also finally have A CELLPHONE YAS I LOVE IT. LOOK AT ALL THE FREE APPS I CAN GET. Pokemon Go was the only reason I voluntarily left this building at first lol Plus the maps/GPS is the only reason I'm able to go anywhere too or I would not leave this place. It's also why I've not gone crazy without my computer for so many months too. The only downside really is that I have no friends here. I'm trying to befriend some of my co-workers (one of my managers is actually trying to help - gave my number to someone and told her we should go hang out sometime lol), but so far I don't interact with them outside of work. I joined an app called Patook, which is for finding friends, and am talking to a couple local people on that. One person I actually met up with in a touristy area and we hung out for an hour or two! Haven't talked to her since, but it ended with us swapping phone numbers and saying we should do it again sometime! Also talking a lot with a fellow anime fan who lives within 10 miles of me - maybe I'll meet her too and we'll be friends. Plus one day I was talking to a customer at work about her anime shirt and ended up getting her number so she could introduce me to her nerd friends, but I haven't heard back from her yet.. I'm not religious but my sister says I should go to some of her church's group things, so I'm actually going to one this Wednesday. Hopefully I'll befriend some people. Currently the dog has more friends than I do - people keep coming up to pet her when I walk her and some are like "Is that Maggie?" Like, yeah? How do you know her name?? I live with a popular dog I guess lol So yeah, huge lifestyle change for me these past 8 months! I'm much more independent than I was (got my own bank account, making money, going to the store to buy my own stuff, making dentists appointments because my teeth are going to hell, etc.) Not sure how often I'll be drawing stuff, since I'm not sitting at my computer all day everyday like before. (I'm actually losing a good amount of weight because of how much more I'm on my feet. Lost about 15 pounds!!) But hey since I don't have local friends yet I have not much else to do in my free time lol Also, I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS IN ABOUT 2 WEEKS. HOLY CRAP I'M SO EXCITED AAAAA. My dad lives in Florida, so me, my sister + her kids are going to visit him. I'll be my first time visiting. Will be my first time on a plane too... I'm scared of heights, but if I can handle the train system then I can handle a plane lol Probably gonna blow all my money on wizard food. So that's about it! Thank you to you all for sticking around, and a thank you to any new followers I've gotten while I've been away! Hopefully I'll be posting some art again soon! TL;DR Went from living in the woods with my mom to a city with my sister. Got my first job. I love cellphones and anime conventions. I have less friends than a dog. At least I have money and am losing weight. GOING TO HOGWARTS.

#my ramblings #a lot has happened this year

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