Peter ParkerxParker!Reader (friendship/family)
Warnings: language; wanting others to like you; self-doubt
Context: you’re sister, May, has to go out of town and called you to fill in on babysitting Peter. Since May found out Peter was Spider-Man she’s somehow ended up more protective over him, even if he is the first line of defense if someone breaks into the house. But what happens when a certain someone offers to help you babysit, after taking one look at you and deciding he just cannot leave?
A/N: so for this season I wanted to do some short stories with some of the people who have been here spurring me on (not to say others haven’t) in different ways and one of those people (in no specific order except when the ideas reach me) is @witchything. You kept me going through one of my longer stories, ‘A Morning Run’, and even inspired a few ideas along the way. This is the least I could do for someone as thoughtful as you: hope you enjoy…
Getting a call off of your favorite nephew always made you smile, you weren’t sure if it was because he was, somehow, your favorite person in the universe or whether it was because you always knew he only called when he needed you to pick him up.
*Sam, Steve and Bucky are watching a baseball game*
Bucky : honestly being kicked in the balls is worse
Steve : Bucky they gotta push a softball sized head, followed by a football sized body out of a coin sized hole.
Sam : yeah plus it can last hours, even days AND you can die from it
Bucky : so? It’s natural, their bodies were made to do that, ours weren’t made to be kicked in the balls.
*Nat walks in*
Nat : what are we talking about?
Bucky and Steve : *blushing because they came from the 40’s where you don’t talk about this stuff with women* nothing!
Sam : *calm* Bucky here is saying bring kicked in the balls is worse than childbirth
*Nat sits down between Sam and Steve*
*Steve and Bucky stare in horror*
Nat : Really?
Sam : yup, says its not the worst ‘cause the woman’s body is made to do that.
Nat : *stage whispering* Well we shouldn’t tell them about periods, it would blow their minds.
Bucky : *whispering to Steve* what’s a period?
Steve : *whispering* I dont know, aren’t you the one that had all those sisters?
Bucky : yeah but your ma was an over sharing nurse
Steve : *jabs at Bucky’s side* ask
Bucky : *jabs back* no you ask
*Sam and Nat watch, tongue in cheek*
Sam : Tasha what’s a period?
Nat : I’m glad you ask Sam. You see it happens roughly every 28 days and lasts for about 7. You bleed out of your viginia blood and tissue that was built up in your uterus in preparation for pregnancy. But since there’s not fertile egg, it all has to go. So your body pumps out a hell of a lot of hormones that makes you crave food, have mood swings, bloat, have ance and sometimes really horny before you actually bleed and while you do. Not only that but you also cramp as your uterus muscles work to get ride of all that unneeded blood and tissue. Sometimes its so bad you can’t even walk or see. Now if you aren’t careful with your tampons you could get toxic shock syndrome and become infertile in the most painful way possible and back in the day you could’ve died from it.
*Steve and Bucky stare in horror*
Sam : yeah I’ll take being kicked in thr balls.
sam: steve! there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly!!
bucky, from the bottom bunk: honestly fuck you
Steve: Guys I have something to tell you all…… I told Tony we would Peter-sit tonight.
Bucky: Oh no
Sam: Oh no
Clint: Oh no
Peter: *bursts through the wall* OH YEAH!
Peter: *collapses on the ground* Can someone take me to the hospital please?
Bucky: Love is a weakness and an evolutionary mistake.
Sam: You are literally making a Valentine’s Day card for Steve right now.
Bucky: *pointing his hot glue gun threateningly* You’re on thin fucking ice.
Here’s some more Inktobers. The og Guardians of the Galaxy in their first meet-up on top, Falcon shooting some rockets from his wings in the middle, and the amazing Loki in the first Avengers after he had been captured by Iron Man and Captain America.
THE AVENGERS BY GEORGE PEREZ
THE GREAT ESCAPEE
Her mind was weird. It had so much information stored inside, yet left Karima clueless quite often. Not only that but she hears voices that are not her own. It could be side affects from being experimented on most of her life, but she thinks it goes further than that.
Her powers were something she thought went further as well. She knows for a fact she can teleport and turn invisible. For some reason, there was something inside, telling her that the phasing was so much more than she thinks.
There were so many experiments and so much pain. She remembered the amount of syringes and all the colors of the liquids in them. One time it was orange, another purple, and once even black.
When her first enhancement appeared—invisibility—they were pleased. But craved more. They wanted a weapon to do their dirty work and proclaim loyalty to them.
The phasing first made itself known when she was in her cell. It was around her daily beating time and the guard had just yanked the door open.
The guard stepped in. He was an older man, around his mid-40s.
Karima tried with all her might to push herself off of the floor, but she collapsed to the ground as soon as the pressure was on her legs. It had been a few days since they last fed her. It was nothing knew to her but she still got weak every time.
“I won’t tell you again! Get up!”
She tried another time knowing that her punishment would be ten times worse if she didn’t obey their orders. Yet she failed once again.
The guard stormed over to her favorite corner to hide in and bent down to yank her up. But his hand never reached her dirty, chocolate colored skin. Instead it went right through.
The guard developed a sickening grin on his face and went out the room to inform the doctor.
After that, it was many years of test after test with pokes and prods all around her tall and frail body.
When she returned to her room that day, she heard someone talking to her. The young girl knew for a fact that there was no one else in these cells and the walls were thick.
Karima decided to ignore it at the time, figuring she was just going crazy. It wouldn’t be the most irrational idea of what was going on.
The more days passed, more voices were heard. There was an old man, a woman with a British accent, someone that sounded like a smoker, even something that resembled a baby babbling. A month later she saw silhouettes that went with the voices.
As time progressed, she became more of a lab rat to them. If their attempts succeeded, the young girl would’ve quickly become the new face of Hydra. She’s honestly lost track of the time she heard “compliance will be rewarded.”
The preteen knew better than to fall subject to their rules and lies. When she escaped, she manipulated her files to a power she knew for certain she did not have. Why she did it? She didn’t really know. There were a lot of things going on in her head but figured that the more she could hide, the better.
When she was first on the run it was hard. The constant looking over her shoulder. Trying to find a decent place to stay or hide out. She attempted a bunch of abandoned buildings but those were usually filled with drug lords or just straight up perverts. When the young girl got to America—which was quite difficult; getting pass the border was shit—she decided to just stay on the streets. She figured it would be a nice place to keep her combat abilities up as she knew the amount of fights she’d get herself into.
The dreams came a month or two later. The girl was such a light sleeper, she hadn’t had dreams since before she was taken. The first “vision,” as she called them, was simply just a nice old Caucasian man with silver hair giving her a couple of dollars. The next day the same man gave her the same amount of money.
The girl was confused on the exact meaning as the previous visions she’s had, had been pretty clear. There were a few things she was sure of though. She knew for a fact that those were the infinity stones.
The six stones were a mystery to some and few were experts on the subject; one person being Karima. The power needed to wield the stones was unimaginable to some. How she knew about them, she didn’t have a clue. It’s like the information was just placed there.
There she lay on the floor, on top of the palate she put there. It was near midday and had been in that position since she first woke at three in the morning.
The young girl was still going over the dream in her mind. She was so distracted, she didn’t notice a certain presence enter her mind.
Wanda’s mind kept replaying what she saw in Karima’s head over and over and over again. The preteen’s mind was one that she hadn’t seen before. The curious side of her wanted to try another time to get a glimpse despite the threatening message she received. The cautious side of her wanted to leave it alone in order to avoid all types of confrontation.
The curious side won.
So Wanda did her thing; glowing red tendrils at the tips of her fingers. She didn’t expect to get so far and she didn’t expect to see what she did.
As soon as it was over, the woman stood there in shock. She didn’t know if this was some silly dream or something the preteen had made up in her mind.
Steve had come into the common room and saw Wanda standing in the middle of it.
“Wanda? Are you okay?”
“Call everyone down here.”
“So you’re saying you saw Vision’s stone as well as five others but in different colors in a gauntlet?”
Steve’s question was the first to break the silence. Everyone in the common room had been stunned after receiving this information. Thor was especially quiet since he had a hunch on what was seen.
The captain decided it’d be best to bring the girl down here and interrogate her a bit.
“Yes Captain Rogers?”
“Can you call Karima down to the common room please?”
The A.I interrupted the child’s peace and she could only wonder what they wanted from her now.
She rolled her eyes—so hard she was certain they’d pop out—and reluctantly got up from her comfortable spit from the floor.
Making her way to the elevator, thoughts mulled around in her mind. The only thing she could think of is if that witch saw some—
Here is chapter 4 hope you guys like it
Warnings: making people unconscious; fighting; cute stuff
Context: Once upon a time you were a Hydra agent, at least that was until S.H.I.E.L.D. found you and broke you out of your programming. Yet, when you used to be enslaved by Hydra, there had always been someone you shared a connection with. Was it love or just two brainwashed assassins passing time, you guessed you’d never know because no-one would ever get to the Winter Soldier…
It had been a month since you, Steve and Sam had gone to Serbia. Since then, you had avoided them like the plague. Well, Sam didn’t trust you so it wasn’t hard to keep away from him but Steve, on the other hand, Steve was making your job extremely difficult. Not only was he constantly hounding you during your breaks about Bucky, he had also moved your office cubicle closer to his own office.