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httpsobi · 2 months

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YOU...YOU CAN DO THAT? “a spider-reader x team"

WARNINGS/TAGS + sfw, they/them (gender neutral) reader addressed as spider cause if you can't tell i'm very creative, inspired by miles morales spiderman cause hes my fav, no beta we die like aunts and uncles in spiderman movies/comics, canon-typical violence (not heavily detailed).

A/N + to the anon who requested this nearly a year ago, i'm so sorry pookie the writer block put me in a author coma of sorts. despite this being a year late and trash, i hope you enjoy regardless, and i'm hoping to get more active with my writing again! enjoyyyyyy!

REQUEST + "Oops here I am again (the same anon who requested a reader with spider like abilities).. I forgot to specify 😭 but like maybe could you do idk a first meeting between the YJ and the reader (they/them btw)? Would they be creeped out with the readers' abilities or would it go like 'oh wooooow. Show us how it works!'?"

KF & AQ "Kid!" Kid Flash turns to Spider as he sprints across the buildings adjacent to them. They struggle to match his pace, but as he slows to stick his landing, they manage to catch up and yell at a simple instruction that nearly has him freezing in his tracks out of horror.

"Jump!"

"What?" They flinch at the loud screech that pierces through their earpiece. "No way- are you crazy?!"

"Just-"

Their eyes widen as they watch the monster they've been trying to lead away from the populated city centre leaps into the air behind him.

"-do it!"

Kid Flash hesitates for a moment, they can see it on his face, ready to ignore their request when the creature lets out a rumbling roar.

The ground shakes under his feet as the monstrous thing lands on the building behind him and his face drops into a comical expression.

He spares it a glance over his shoulder, and with its claws reaching out from him, he takes the leap, narrowly avoiding the sharp nails, but as he flails around in the air, weightless, he wonders-

does he really prefer concrete over nails?

He shuts his eyes, readying himself from an impact that- never comes. Rather, there's something sticking to his stomach before he's being yanked to the side, and then- up.

Instead of the smack of concrete, he hits a person, their arms wrapped around him as they roll both of them through the force.

Kid Flash, finally, shoots up and opens his eyes.

Spider and Kid Flash are sat on their asses with matching shellshocked looks, staring down at the building across of them, where that beast shares a similarly confused look as it watches the street below them.

The two turn to blink at each other, shuffling to their feet as they let out joyous cheers that sound almost like screams (poor Kaldur's ears can testify), arms wrapped around each other as they jump with like two middle aged men who's football team just scored the final point.

"Dude, we did that!"

"Right?! I thought I was gonna fall to my death but then you just-!"

"I didn't even know how I did that! It was sheer animal instinct-"

Needless to say, Kaldur was less than happy, and no more "jumping-off-the-building-and-praying" was permitted or attempted.

Not around Kaldur anyway.

ART & SUP Superboy fails to punch through it, the cage simply folding and stretching around his fist before it pushes him, his shoulder bumping into Artemis'.

"Are we stuck in here until Robin gets back?" Artemis asks with a irritated sigh, turning to look at Spider.

They seem mystified, a mischievous glint in their eyes that she can make out through the big cartoonish eyes of the mask as they take in the strange cage.

Their hands press against the cage, palm flat as they give it a little experimental shove before she can make out their eyebrows rising.

Their palms start to spark, and the red hue of the cage begins to light up a pale blue, "Nope."

The crackles of electricity grow louder and Artemis and Superboy step back just as an awful cracking sounds and-

The cage bursts around them, Spider's sent flying back into Artemis, who's then sent back into Superboy and the three hit the floor with matching grunts.

There's a moment of silence, before Artemis is shoving Spider off of her and rolling off of Superboy herself. As the three sit themselves up slowly, Artemis can make out Spider nodding to themselves with what she thinks is pride.

"I didn't know you could do that." Superboy comments plainly as the three slowly get back to their feet.

Blinking at him, Spider wiggles their fingers at him with a smile.

"Me neither."

MG & ROB With a grunt, Robin sits up with a grimace, hand on his head as his eyes readjusts when he manages to make out Bane stood just in his eye-line.

Bane isn't looking at him though, instead the man's eyes are trained on Miss Martian floating in the air, hands outstretched out in front of her.

She's clearly too busy managing her telekinesis to notice the hulking man anger as he grabs onto one of the many large pieces of machinery lying around the abandoned factory and prepares to ambush her.

Miss Martian, watch out!

Robin's voice rings out in her head, and M'gann whips around, eyes landing on Bane.

Before either of them can react, something is suddenly flying through the air and with a loud thwack- Bane is lying on the floor, looking a lot less angry and unconscious. Now up on his feet, Robin slowly approaches Bane, M'gann landing on his side as the pair blink down at whatever hit him.

Upon inspection, it's the barrel tank that those cement trucks carry. Empty, sure, but Robin's not surprised that guy was put to bed.

What's more surprising?

"Woooo, my aim's getting good, no?" Spider grins, bouncing on their feet as they approach the two.

"You... you threw that?" Miss Martian asks carefully.

"Duh, who else?"

"Oh. Well, thank you." She offers, a little dumbfounded but Spider doesn't seem to notice.

"How?" Spider blinks at Robin, who's been silently gawking at them as they approach.

"What do you mean, 'how'? I just threw it. "

Robin sputters at them, left eye twitching under his mask as he watches them stretch their arms out over their head with no care in the world.

"That's not- that's impossible?"

"Nuh, uh! Just grab, do a couple spins to get some speed and let go- works pretty well."

"I don't believe you."

"Why not?! I'm plenty strong!"

Safe to say that Robin made them perform a couple of strength tests when they got back to the cave, and now Robin's worried Spider might not be aware of the fact that most people can't just throw around cement trucks.

all work n' writing is work of @httpsobi. i ask you please do not copy, rewrite, translate or post on other platforms without my consent.

#httpsobi's work #young justice dc #young justice #young justice headcanons #young justice imagines #young justice x reader #reader x young justice #oc x young justice #young justice reader #young justice oc #dc #dc x reader #dc comic x reader

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luvkaulitz · 11 months

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🌬️ OPEN ARMS

pairing : tom x female! reader

summary : the rain caused you to slip and get injured during your concert. you were now at the hospital bored before a worried Tom came rushing in.

author's note : hi guys I'm not dead I've just been busy with school 😜 btw this isn't proofread LOL

Tom was sitting in the break room, tapping his foot on the ground while scrolling through his phone. The room was quiet, the only sound heard was the fan blowing cool air towards him. The other boys were out getting something to eat. Normally Tom would've tagged along but he was too tired and just wanted to sit this one down.

Ding

Tom looked at the top of the screen to see a new twitter notification. Normally he'd just ignore them as he didn't bother to check anything that was trending. Although this time he saw a glimpse of the hashtag before the notification disappeared.

"Now trending: Y/N L/N injured during performance"

He sat up as his heart nearly dropped to his stomach. He was about to click on the twitter app before the door swung open revealing a Bill with a worried face plastered on his face.

Next came Gustav and Georg with the same expression. Georg had his phone open and walked up to Tom to show him whatever he was looking at.

On the screen was a news report about your injury and how you were currently in the hospital.

The others watched Tom jump out of his seat before he frantically begged the others to dial everyone that might know your whereabouts.

The boys scattered to find their phones, dialing your manager and friends as Tom directly tried calling your number.

Tom felt sick to his stomach once he dialed you five times but yet no one answered.

He looked back to Gustav and Georg watching as they shook their heads. No one was picking up.

Tom dialed you one final time before Bill screamed at them to come over to where he was standing.

"She's at ____ hospital, her room number is 238"

Tom blurted a thanks before running out of the building towards his car, only hoping you were not critically injured.

The car ride was long and quiet. Tom's patience was being tested when he hit the LA traffic. Finally he made it to the hospital you were in and asked the nurse where your room was.

"Hello, do you know where Y/N L/N is?"

"Sorry sir but only family is allowed in, may I ask how you're related to her?"

Tom was panting at this point, heart almost beating out of his chest. "I'm her fiance."

The nurse nodded and clicked something on her computer before pointing to the left.

"She should be the last door on the left sir."

Tom thanked the front desk nurse before running towards your door.

Tom took deep breaths before turning the door handle with his shaking hands. The hospital smell and the sound of machines beeping filled the room, as was the sound of a tv running in the background.

There you were. Laying on the bed with an arm cast and a bandage wrapped around your head.

You were awake, leaning against the bed's backboard while flipping through tv channels. The sound of the door opening made you drop the remote and look over to see who came to visit you.

You smiled seeing a worried Tom come rushing to your side. He grabbed a chair and pulled it beside you. He cupped your cheeks, softly caressing them with his thumbs.

"My love, what happened?"

You sighed and began telling him what happened during you and your band's concert.

It was being held at a nice venue outside which you were looking forward to but unfortunately it backfired. The weather switched up at the last minute. It was supposed to be a sunny day but instead heavy rain started falling causing the stage to get very slippery.

Your other bandmates were trying their best not to slip but of course you wore the wrong shoes for this occasion.

Your shoes made the stage even more slippery causing you to slip and fall directly off the stage.

You hit the ground with a thud, followed with a scream of pain. You banged the back of your head on the hard ground and landed on your right on your arm.

The next thing you knew was waking up in a hospital room.

Tom sighed and pulled his hands back to grab a hold of your uninjured hand.

"Do you feel better now?"

"Mhm I feel better than yesterday I know that."

You chuckled before scooting over to make room on the bed. Tom knew what you were doing and hesitated.

"Please Tommy?"

Tom looked up seeing you using your puppy eyes that somehow always worked on him. With another sigh Tom stood up before laying beside you on the hospital bed.

He pulled you in for a hug, being careful to not accidentally put any pressure on your fractured arm.

"Y/N."

"Mhm?"

"Ich liebe dich. (I love you)"

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz imagines #kaulitz twins #tokio hotel imagine #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x y/n

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tonowariswife · 1 year

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pls do not repost any of my stories on other apps! btw requests are open!!angst!

Pain

tonowari family x daughter!reader

(MENTIONS OF DEATH)

word count:1862

My father takes me out hunting with him. The hunters of our clan hunt closer to the end of the reef for bigger fish to feed our people. My father Tonowari looks away from me for a bit looking at the net to see what has been caught. I lean down to put my hand into the water and fall off making a little bloop noise. My father doesn't seem to notice me swimming off from everyone, talking to the hunters. “Uhm… Sir, wasn't your daughter with you?” A hunter asks, looking down and not seeing me. My father chuckles thinking he was joking and reaches down to pat my head and realizes I'm not there. He rushes into a state of panic telling hunters to look in the water for me. “Y/n!” My father yells out to me but I only hear his voice, not able to make out what he is saying.

I swim in the water watching a baby Mawup swim around. I see a small spiked-back creature with a white underbelly a few meters away. I turn my head sideways confused about what it is. It looks as if it's copying me, turning its head to me too. I reach out as it muzzles its head into my palm, it moves its head and swims closer to me and nuzzles against my leg before I feel a pair of strong arms lift me out of the water. It swims away from the big figure, scaring it off. “I want to go back!” I say patting my father's back, he chuckles. “Your mother would skin me alive if she found out I almost lost you near the reef boundaries.” He lifts me onto his Skimwing and then calls the hunter back, they all grab the net of fish for the week before heading back. I see our village Marui’s soon getting larger as we get closer. Once we reach the sand, I jump off to tell my mom what I saw. I see her and my big brother playing in the sand, building a small house out of the sand. “Mama, Mama!” I yell out to her and her head turns to me smiling, opening her arms open, and hugging me. I jumped into them excitedly to tell her what I found. “Mama, guess what I did!” My father arrived shortly after lifting my brother, Aonung, and swinging him around before sitting Aonung down to let him finish his same marui and listen to what I was saying. “So Daddy took me to where he gets fish and then I went to touch the water and fell!” I smile looking at my mom to see if she was listening. She smiles at me before glaring at my father. “Then, I swam and saw a big spiky fish, it was nice and it was a baby like me,”

I explain my mother looks at me confused never hearing of a spiky fish, she looks at my father confused he shrugs I continue, “It was gray, and his belly was white (a baby akula🤭)and he was so cute! We are friends now!”

I walk up to Aonung and ask him what he’s building. “It's a Marui, I'm gonna have my own when I grow up!” I smile and sit next to him. “Can we be neighbors? I want a big marui made out of seashells?” I ask excitedly, barely able to contain it. It was a radiation of happiness growing off of me.

*10 years later*

Y’all know I love some angst so here we gooo

I jumped in the water, something was off, It was hard to stay above water, the adrenaline from previously being on the boat and saving my sister, and the sully’s wore off. I hardly breathe, almost gasping, making Neteyam turn to me, he looks at me and his face drops in fear. “Lo’ak, Y/n’s been hit!” Neteyam yells, looking at me before dragging me to an Ilu. I started thinking about this inevitable death. I closed my eyes and blinked very slowly. Not fully coming to terms with it, I needed to talk to my family. I needed to see them even if it was the last time, for a long time. I hardly realize me being picked up and placed on something rough. I feel my back pressed to the rock and look around at the sand surrounding me. I hear yells from my mother, feet running against the sand. “Eywa no..” I see her lean over me on her knees, hair covering the light from the fire. I feel somewhat strong hands grabbing my hand and holding it. I turned and saw Aonung's tears filling his eyes. “Oh sister, what has happened?” Aonung asks me, but I couldn't respond. I see Tsireya drop-down next to me, she leans over my leg rubbing it. Oh, and how much it pained me, I turned to my father, anger filled his eyes but hiding behind that anger was sadness, an incurable emotion. My chest heaves up and down as words escape my mouth, “I see you, all of you” I see them look up at me as my mother's silent cries break out into a full-out sob, and my chest heaves for one last time.

The full sully family around me surrounded your body, Your mother lifting my body and hugging me, screams escaping her lips. Your father dropped down, and he broke down. Your father was a strong man with no weaknesses except one, his family. Neytiri tried to confront my mother by putting a hand on her shoulder. “GET AWAY! AWAY FROM THIS PLACE! AWAY FROM MY FAMILY! LET US MOURN, THE DEATH OF MY OLDEST DAUGHTER!” Ronal yells and hisses at Neytiri, yanking away her shoulder. Tonowari, hardly able to lift himself from the sand, goes to his mourning family, grabbing them and pulling all 5 of them together. There were no more Troublesome 3, only 2 and ½ kids left. He had to protect them no matter what, he could not let them take them as they took his oldest daughter. Tears seeped out of Aonungs eyes, no more swimming together, no more bullying each other, no more sibling rants, no more Y/n. He sniffles and looks at his remaining sister wondering about the thoughts that raced through her head, staring at her older sister.

Tsireya wanted to give up, her sister kept Tsireya grounded, she was in touch with her feelings but her older sister helped her get over the bad emotions… She kept Tsireya afloat when all she wanted to do was sink. She kept her balance, but as she watched her sister in the fight between life and death, seeing death win stabbed her heart repeatedly.

But nothing could even fathom how Ronal felt about her oldest daughter, her little girl that she cradled in her arms dead. The daughter she taught to be in touch with Eywa, the girl that grew into a beautiful healer, and strong like a warrior. The little girl that she sang to every night until they could sing together. Gone. Even when they argued and lost patience with each other, she felt lucky to even be a mother of a beautiful girl. She couldn't turn back time or pray to Eywa that she’d come back to her. She just hoped she could see her on the other side. To Eywa she returns, she'll find herself in a room with all the people we've lost and she dances with joy as pure as her father's heart.

And oh her father, her poor father, he would've given up everything he ever done, owned, or achieved to get his child back. He lost a piece of himself he could never get back, her smile now a memory in his mind. They can't ride together, and no longer practice spear fighting. If only he had one more day to hold onto his daughter tight, not like today when he let her free from his grasp of protection, he shouldn't have let her go. But he had to hold on for his kids, and his mate in such a vulnerable time for his family. Villages have fallen, from the sky people but out of all the stress of trying to keep his people safe, she was the reassurance he needed to push on, all of his kids were. Oh, how he was grateful to have the days he had with you. Now memories, memories he won't be able to relive with you now that you are gone. Time felt frozen, a moment feeling like forever. He wished upon every great star in the sky, for you to come back. Sadly, that’s just not how life works.

A few hours later they had to lay you to rest, in the ocean from which you were born. Ronal prayed that you will meet again whether in another life or before Eywa. Tsireya and Aonung cried watching as their, your parents swim below to put you to rest. Tonowari’s eyes were red as if they burned, from crying so much. Ronal knew you were somewhere you can be free from the murder and chaos of this world. Tsireya whispered a small prayer to Eywa, hardly intelligible, Aonung hand placed on her shoulder. She looked at his eyes brimming with tears again as Aonung pulled her into a hug. This night was forever marked in their hearts, always a reminder of what came of their sister and oldest daughter. Aonung wanted to scream but he couldn't, it wouldn't come out of his mouth. In his eyes, you could see sadness and pain. It wasn't just another night, it was a night where you fought for your life and lost. He knew everything in this world dies but he never thought yours would come so soon. Your parents emerged from the water, the water dripping off of them as they looked at their remaining children. Ronal swam and grabbed them and hugged them, she wanted to shield you all from this.. and she failed. She couldn't shield you but as she held her last 2 kids she knew she had to protect them. Tonowari came closer holding his whole family in his embrace, he felt as if someone was missing, and that someone was you. Where danger found them, it follows with tides of anguish and pain. Tonowari looked up into the sky a new star in the sky, not one of the sky people but a beautiful star and it shone on his family, the tears that he cried as the star twinkled, he believed you were letting him know that you were watching them and protecting them.

#aonung #avatar #jake sully #na’vi #na’vi x reader #tonowari #tsireya #neytiri #loak #neteyam #angst #avatar angst #avatar x reader #avatar x daughter reader #navi x reader #kiri avatar #tuktirey #ronal x daughter reader #tonowari x daughter reader

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quin-ns · 7 months

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Hi! Hope this is the right place to request,sorry if it isn’t. I was wondering if you could write a Routledge!hippie!fem! Reader x overprotective!JJ? Some suggestive fluff with a happy ending if that’s okay☹️ I absolutely LOVE ur work btw!!��

Reader is referred to as John B’s sister but she’s not described and is only a half sibling so anyone can read! I want to fulfill requests but it’s also important to me that I do what I can to make my fics inclusive 🫶

Peace & Love (JJ Maybank x Reader)

Every time JJ caught himself looking at you a little too long, he immediately felt John B’s eyes land on him. He had never mentioned it out loud, but JJ figured his friend knew he had a crush on you.

It wouldn’t have been a big deal if you weren’t John B’s little sister.

You weren’t actually that much younger than him, only a few months. Apparently Big John got around more than people realized, and after he pissed both John B’s and your mom off, he was left with the both of you.

It never seemed to cause any problems with you and John B, surprisingly. JJ sometimes wondered how that was possible, but John B took pride in being an older brother and you weren’t exactly the resentful type.

In fact, JJ was fairly certain you didn’t have a negative bone in your body. It was one of the many things he liked about you.

Your whole existence screamed peace and love, and all your friends (JJ included) joked that you were a hippie stereotype. It never bothered you, probably because you knew how badly the group needed someone who could remain calm and make everyone smile.

“I got something on my face or do you just think I’m pretty?” you asked suddenly.

It took JJ a moment to realize you were looking right at him, brows raised. Not long after that he realized he’d been staring again while lost in his thoughts.

You all were at a beach party, sitting around a bonfire. Other people were milling around all of him and his friends, but JJ wouldn’t have been any the wiser to their presence. He’d pretty much forgotten all about them, actually.

He flirted with you all the time, but this caught him off guard. If it had been just the two of you JJ would’ve been sincere and told you yes, he did think you were pretty. He’d been wanting to say something along those lines for a while, to test the waters.

But he felt the pressure of the others eyeing him—especially John B—and made some lame comment about not recognizing your headband and asked if it was new.

“Nah, man, I’ve had this one for a while,” you replied, subconsciously adjusting it.

John B looked at him as if to say, “really, dude?”, but you were too carefree to be suspicious.

Kiara laughed. “You probably haven’t seen it in a while ‘cause she has about a thousand.”

“So what? I like them,” you defended lightly. JJ watched a little too closely as you lifted your cup to your lips, but it was empty. “I need a refill,” you realized, standing.

JJ almost jumped to follow you, but he was still getting stared at. You disappeared out of his view through random bodies and he felt himself deflate.

“Seriously?” John B said, raising a brow at him. “You expect me to think you were looking at her headband?”

JJ felt like a spotlight was on him. Usually he didn’t mind, but this was a little more different. John B didn’t sound mad, but he wouldn’t have been surprised if his friend had told him to back off.

“If you like her, just say something,” John B continued, much to JJ’s surprise. His eyebrows even shot up while his best friend laughed. “Don’t look so shocked.”

“Yeah, dude, you’re super obvious,” Pope chimed in from off to the side.

JJ glanced at him and saw amusement before focusing back on John B.

“You’re so not pissed?”

John B laughed again. “Why would I be? I know you, man. And I trust you. So if she likes you back then… I mean, I’ll still have to have a talk with you, but you have my blessing.”

JJ let himself laugh at the phrasing. He stood, confidence building. “Since I have your blessing,” he started sarcastically. “I’m gonna go find her.”

That’s exactly what he did, maneuvering through the crowd, eyes searching for you excitedly.

When JJ spotted you, jealousy descended upon him. You were near the keg, filling up your cup, talking to some guy.

As he headed for you, that feeling morphed into protectiveness when he saw you try to walk away from the guy and he grabbed your arm.

“Hey! Let go of her, man,” JJ intervened, shoving himself between you and the guy.

“Who the hell are you?” the guy slurred out, face scrunching up in annoyance.

“The guy who’s gonna kick your ass if you don’t walk away,” JJ warned, squaring his shoulders. The guy hesitated for a moment, looking him up and down. Then, he turned and walked away exactly as he’d been told. “That’s what I thought.”

“Damn, JJ,” you said, sounding almost impressed.

He turned to face you and calmed down immediately when he saw you. “You alright?”

“Yeah, dude just couldn’t handle hearing “no”,” you relayed with a shake of your head. A small smirk tugged at your lips. “I guess I should say thanks for coming to my rescue.”

“You don’t gotta thank me.” JJ shrugged, attempting to be modest. “I’m always gonna look out for you.”

He was being sincere, and the smile you wore was appreciative.

“Noted,” you said before a more teasing smile crept onto your face. “So… you coming to ask about my headband again?”

JJ laughed in spite of himself. He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah… that was kinda lame, wasn’t it?”

“Maybe.” You shrugged. “But you’re cute, so it’s okay.”

Was he blushing? JJ wasn’t sure. He flirted with you all the time, but this was new territory because of what he was about to say.

“That’s good to know, ‘cause I actually came to ask you out… so, do you have plans tomorrow?”

“Well, I guess I do now,” you replied, your smile that JJ absolutely loved growing wider. “Although, I hope you ran it by my brother first.”

#jj maybank x reader #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x you #jj maybank #outer banks #obx #quin-ns writing #request #asks

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insuke69 · 10 months

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hii, can you make a miguel x female spider reader where it’s like enemies to lovers, and she was like recruited, kinda like gwen (during a anomaly, by accident???) she could be v badass

Okay but deadass: I love that context sm, Idrk how to start that off so ima just- . Idk

Recruited

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(This is sm longer then I wanted it to be, I’m gonna sob, btw this don’t have any smut more like how the ‘y/n’ specifically met Miguel, I’ll do a part 2 with actual smut though)

It was a regular night in earth 652 for Spider-woman, until one day there was a loud crashing sound coming from the mall of her Manhattan

𝖳𝖧𝖶𝖠𝖯 went the web as she swung over to the mall, she half-expected her Archnemesis: Doc-oc, also known as Olivia Octavius, she continue swinging as she webs building after building until she arrives

“Doc-ock, what’s with all the ruckus?” Spider-woman announces playfully as she webs into the mall where the crash was heard from to find the food court collapsed along with the escalators around it.

Suddenly she felt a tingle on her upper neck, she jumped out of the way as a piece of rubble from the torn McDonalds counter was thrown at her, making a big crash on the wall, Spider-woman whips her head to look in the direction it was thrown from to see a familiar masked face, but on a different ..Person? Who was this man, he had the metallic tentacles, the dark green suit and goggles, but he wasn’t the familiar Woman Spider-Woman usually battled with..

Spider-Woman began webbing to him, dodging the large rubble that was being thrown at her.

“Would you mind introducing yourself? It’s be boring to fight a stranger.”

Spider-Woman says as she dodges the strange-villain’s attacks, occasionally shooting webs to catch the rubble that’s thrown at her and throwing it back with force.

“I could say the same to you, where’s Spider-Man?”

The man retorts as he keeps on with his attacks, using some tentacles to hold him up, some to throw things at Spider-Woman and some to personally attack her

‘..Spider-Man? Who’s that? There’s just me, Spider-Woman..’ Spider-Woman thinks to herself for a moment before speaking up:

“I asked you first, tentacles.”

She responds, she’s damn stubborn enough to not even introduce herself until she learns who this rando is, she shoots webs to move herself closer and starts to try and web his tentacles

“It’s Doc ock you imbecile! You guessed it at first, now where is Spider-Man?!”

He says in a harsh tone as he avoids the webs and Keeps throwing in his metallic tentacle punches, he grabs her by the ankle and slams her into a pile of ruble, making a loud crash.

“There’s no Spiderman, i don’t know who the hell that is but I’m Spider-𝗪𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻.”

She responds as she gets back up and shoots more webs at him which he avoids while walking closer on his tentacles, the sound of the heavily metallic limbs hitting the ground.

They continue to fight, Spider-Woman getting good hits and kicks in but Doc ock doing the same, after a while of this Doc ock manages to her pinned on the wall by his metallic tentacles holding her by the abdomen and her arms at her sides

“You seem to be feisty in these things, Shame that not even you can beat me.”

Doc Ock comments sarcastically as he tightens the grip his metallic False limb tights on her abdomen, causing a small grunt to escape Spider-Woman’s throat

“Can you chill with that? It’s hella uncomfortable right now.”

Spider-Woman says as she squirms to escape his metal arms but to no avail

𝗪𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗵

A weird sudden portal slits open and Doc Octs head spins quickly and stares over to where the noise came from, Spider-Woman seized the opportunity and quickly threw a kick at his face, supporting herself with her wall sticking ability, the kick throws him to the side

She webs the ground on the sides of the man and throws herself at him leg first and kicks his chest down while webbing him onto the ground and then kneels behind him looking at the portal.

A large man jumps through, he has a dark blue suit with talons and a large red and nearly glowing red spider that makes lines that go by his arms and seems to be about 6’9, he doesn’t say anything but look Spider-Woman with an obvious cold and blank expression.

“Who- wha-“

She clears her throat and points her webs at him to be cautious, not planning to actually shoot him.

“Who are you?”

She asks as she stares up at him and keeps her other web shooter pointed to Doc Ock, who is webbed to the ground by his tentacles and torso.

“That’s classified.”

The man huffs in a deep and serious voice, he glances at the web shooters and at Doc Ock.

“Excuse me but it’s kind of only fair that you introduce yourself to be polite.”

Spider-Woman says as she gets up and lowers the web shooter she had pointed at him.

“I don’t know you so why should I introduce myself first?”

The man responds with a smug tone as he goes on a gadget he has on his watch and shoots his own red laser webs at the man.

“What kind of Spider-Man are you anyways? Why do you look like that.”

Doc Ock asks in a harsh and rude tone as he struggles and trys to escape the web, Spider-Woman slightly snickers at his comment.

“You two shut up, cállate.” The Spider-Man says to both of them as he picks up Doc Ock, the ‘Cállate’ more directed to Spider-woman with a slight annoyed look under his mask.

Spider-Woman feels a tingle on her upper neck as she see’s a strange green device where Doc Ock was webbed, she realizes what it is, she expects the other ‘Spider-Man’ to have a noticeable reaction, once she realizes he doesn’t, she instinctively jumps and shoves him onto the ground and crouching beside just before that strange device blows up with a loud pop that launches debris everywhere, Spider-Woman holds onto the ground to keep her from launching as well.

She watches as the Spider-Man claws to the ground, slightly sliding on the cracked mall tiles below.

Doc Ock slides along and try’s to break free but can’t with the Laser web layer that the Spider-Man put on him.

Spider-Woman’s ears start ringing from the blast, she was right beside the thing, she shuts her eyes and cups her hands over her ears, after a few moments she glances up to find small drones that are scanning the area and Doc Ock in a holographic and orange bubble-like thing

“Mind telling me who you are 𝗡𝗼𝘄?”

She asks once the ringing fades before standing up and looking at him, his taller figure that practically towered over her.

“Miguel O’Hara, leader of an elite spider task force over the multiverse.”

“..Multiverse? So you’re a Spider-Man and I’m just ‘a’ Spider-Woman?”

Miguel nods slightly, not glancing at her, a holographic woman appears from his watch-like device

“No further anomaly’s, ..and I was checking out this gal and she could have a good thing going.”

She says to him, her holographic figure glitching a bit as she speaks.

“Huh? What do you mean ‘good thing’? And where did you get the watch goober thing?”

Spider-Woman comments, slightly reaching out to his wrist.

“Its a multi-dimensional traveling device.. a bit cooler then a watch.”

He responds slightly moving his wrist back as she reaches out for it.

“..how do I get one? It’s only fair.”

Spider-Woman says with a shrug and a playful tone

“To join the Spider-society.”

He retorts before dramatically groaning and tapping a few things on his watch, another portal opens as he says something into the watch, after a moment he tosses a watch at her.

“Hurry before I regret this.”

He says before turning and stepping into the portal, Spider-Woman following after him

She looks around her at the pristine walls and hallways of many spider-people around her.

“So, mind telling me more about you Spider-Woman?”

He asks sarcastically as the two step through the busy halls of Spider-people.

“Spiderwoman, aka y/n.”

She says as she keeps looking around, the seemingly infinite halls of Spider-Woman and Spider-Men

“So this place is pretty much a bunch of spiders”

She comments playfully as she glances up at him through her mask, he doesn’t respond other then a small nod.

They walk into his office, Spider-Woman looks around and decides to take off her mask and rubs her eyes as they step inside, Miguel glances at her, taking in her features and beauty, like she were blessed by a Greek goddess, and then removes the holographic part of his suit that is over his face.

Spider-Woman hardly stops herself from staring at his chiseled features, his jawline sharp as a tack and his defined cheekbones and brown serious eyes.

“You seem fun.”

She says sarcastically with a small chuckle.

“Sorry for not messing around when the fate of the multiverse is often at stake.”

He retorts not sounding at all amused

“Fate of the multiverse? Damn you’re definitely fun at parties I see.”

She retorts with a small eye roll as she looks around

“I’m fun when I need to be.”

He responds looking down at the Spider-Woman beside him

“And when do you need to be fun? Why don’t you prove it now Mr hot-shot?”

She jokes in a challenging tone with a playful smirk.

“Why should I? What do I even- no.”

He responds not wanting to waste his time on something petty

“You’re no fun.”

She says with an eye roll.

#miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderman #fanfic #across the spiderverse #spider man 2099 #miguel ohara

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wed-in-the-apocalypse · 6 months

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Falling for u

I had watermelon sour patch kids while making this.

Summary: you do ice breakers and the beautiful Tara carpenter talks to you.

Warnings: shit writing first fic ever so its bound

Authors note: also idk anything about school, or how to make conversation, enjoy!

More notes: if somehow you liked this then just know I probably won't post much at all :/

BTW this is kinda inspired by first date by @persevereforahappyending

You sit in your usual spot in class, headphones on playing calm music.

You doodle while you wait for the lesson to start.

Then as the Professor walks in you slide your headphones to your neck and take out a notebook, flipping to a clean page and start to write down.

As the professor starts to talk about different things (again idk anything about school), in the back of the class Tara stares at you.

Unbeknownst to you she has been watching you come to class for maybe weeks now.

She's captivated by you, she doesn't know why, she's only ever seen you talk to your friends and seen you in the halls but never had the confidence to actually come up and talk to you.

Today would be different though.

She decided it was about time she spoke to you.

You always seemed so kind and quiet.

Everytime you met her eyes in the halls she would get nervous and look away, but not before you would give her a kind smile making her cheeks flush.

She was broken out of her trance when the professor announced to the students they would need to do icebreakers and pick a partner for the project, making most people groan.

But Tara however saw this as an opportunity to talk to you.

Luckily it seemed you were more interested in what you were drawing then making conversation.

So she picked up her bag and walked down to you, taking a seat next to you and tapping you on the shoulder.

"Hey,.." She was nervous, to nervous, but she knew you weren't going to start a conversation with her first judging by how you avoided everyone else. "I'm Tara"

You jumped slightly.

"Uh, Y/n"

"Sorry did I startle you?"

"No just caught me off guard" you smile, that same blinding smile she had seen before.

"Good, so um.." She trailed off, not knowing where to start. "Whats your favorite movie?"

"Knives out," you answered quickly. "I loved the mystery and the guessing who the killer was, what's yours?"

(Just pick any movie that's just my favorite)

"The babadook" she answered instantly. "Oh I hate scary movies-" "what!?, but you like knives out?" "That's a murder mystery, I hate getting scared. But what do you like most about your movie?" She opened her mouth, ready to ramble about all the reasons why you should love it, only to be cut off by the professor clapping his hands and sending everyone to their seats.

She sat back with a frown, after weeks of building the courage to talk to you she was cut off.

She made one conclusion that day, professors were evil.

(That was from first date btw)

When the professor finally dismissed the class Tara practically ran out the door to meet you there.

She saw you going out and pulled you by the wrist to face her.

"What the!- Tara?, what are you doing?" You exclaimed.

She let go of your wrist to rub the scar on her hand nervously, a habit she picked up after the attack.

"I um.." She trailed off not knowing how to ask you. "I uh wanted to know if-if maybe you were free on Friday?" She stumbled over her words, refusing to make eye contact with you, she thought if you didn't say yes then she could laugh it off and never speak to you again.

But before she could dive deeper into those thoughts you spoke. "Are you asking me out?" a small smile played on your lips.

"And if I did, would you say yes?" She asked hesitantly, still refusing to look into your eyes, afraid she'd get lost in them.

You broke into a full out grin, looking like a complete fool. "Then I would say yes."

This made her finally look into your eyes, she searched them for any trace of insincerity, but all she saw was adoration and hope.

She took a deep breath, composing herself to ask you correctly. "Then will you go out with me on Friday?" She hoped you wanted to.

You swallowed, trying not to smile so hard. "I'd like nothing more"

Tara let out a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding, and smiled. "I'll see you Friday then, how about the theater at 5?"

You nodded. "Sounds great" she smirked. "Don't be late," she leaned up to kiss you on the cheek softly, making you blush hard. "I'll see you then" then she winked and walked away, out of view.

You sighed contently.

You couldn't wait.

#Tara Carpenter x Reader #Tara Carpenter #Jenna Ortega #Jenna Ortega x Reader #im so good at this frfr

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hard-core-super-star · 11 months

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Hi! Could you write reader having a bad day and all they want is hailee but she’s filming for something. Then hailee surprises reader by taking off early and it’s just really fluffy. Hailee comforts the reader and uses a lot of pet names :)

coming up for air [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: hailee steinfeld x reader

summary: when you're drowning under the weight of your thoughts, hailee is the life jacket that keeps you afloat.

warnings: so much fluff; mentions of anxiety (but nothing overly specific or graphic); petnames for days; abrupt start + slightly cheesy ending; too many drowning/storm metaphors

wordcount: 1.6k

a/n: i'm sorry this took so long but i hope it's everything you wanted and more! this was actually really soothing to write for me so i hope it does the same for you. [don't hesitate to send in more requests, btw!]

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You lay in bed staring at the ceiling above, your thoughts moving faster than you can begin to comprehend. You’re not sure what’s wrong but you are sure that the way your heart is racing isn’t normal. It’s like you’re powerless against a growing wave of anxiety that keeps building with every second that passes.

The fact that you’re alone isn’t helping in the least but your girlfriend is busy shooting another collaboration with Core and you don’t want to interrupt her work. She’s been so excited about the opportunity and the last thing you want to do is ruin it by being clingy. So, against your common sense, you decide to stick it out by yourself, convincing yourself that you are more than capable of beating the storm of thoughts by yourself.

That is definitely easier said than done, considering how overwhelmed you feel already. A few minutes go by before the thundering silence of the room is interrupted.

You almost jump out of your skin when you hear the familiar sound of your phone ringing. You immediately recognize the ringtone as Hailee’s and your heart drops down to your stomach.

If you were feeling like your normal self, you would be filled with excitement at the idea of getting to talk to your girlfriend. Instead, you’re filled with a sense of dread and anxiety as you begin to rack your brain for the excuses you’ll need for your girlfriend’s inevitable questions.

You sit up in bed and hesitate for a few seconds before grabbing your phone. A loud sigh escapes your lips before you gather your courage and answer the FaceTime call from your girlfriend. “Hi, Haiz. How’s the shoot going?”

You hope she’ll go into detail about her day so you don’t have to talk about yours or the storm of doubt raging through your head.

“It’s going great!” She replies, an excited grin on her face. “Everyone’s been so nice and the pictures all look amazing. I can’t wait for you to see the finished product.”

You give her the most authentic smile you can muster. “I’m glad to hear that, babe.”

A beat of silence goes by while her eyes look you over. You already know what she’s going to say before she opens her mouth. “What’s wrong?”

“Can’t a girl just miss her girlfriend?” You say while you turn your head to the side a little in an attempt to hide the deception behind your words.

“Baby, why are you lying to me?" Her eyebrows furrow, clearly not believing you.

"I'm not," you reply, willing your voice not to crack. "I'm just tired."

She doesn’t immediately reply and you feel far too exposed as her brown eyes stare right through you and your unconvincing lies. Even over the phone, Hailee is far too good at reading you. “Listen, you can tell me whatever it is that’s bothering you. I’m always here for you, y/n.”

Any other day, her words would be reassuring but today, they make all sorts of insecurities rise up within you. You’re not sure why pushing Hailee away seems to be the best idea to your overwhelmed brain but you don’t have the strength to fight back against it.

“I know, Haiz. But I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me, I know you’re busy.” Your voice holds more exhaustion than bitterness but you can tell your words hurt her just the same. You feel the guilt rise up within you at the sight and the only thought in your mind is leaving before you make everything worse. “I’m going to go take a nap, okay? Call me if you need something.”

You don’t give her a chance to reply, your thumb pressing the red ‘end call’ button almost as soon as the words escape your mouth. Nothing about what you just did takes away the guilty feelings or the overwhelming sense of panic settled deep in your chest. If anything, they reinforce the doubts that won’t leave your brain alone.

You throw your phone somewhere on the bed before laying back down on your side. You’re not sure how much time you spend like that, curled up on your side and succumbing to the negative voices in your brain.

You’re so caught up in your own head, you don’t hear the sound of the door opening.

You do, however, notice the way the bed shifts and the arm that wraps itself around you. “Hi, baby.”

You almost break down crying just from the sound of her voice. A few seconds of silence go by as you try to regain control of yourself and your thoughts.

When you finally do speak, your voice comes out quiet and shaky. "You're back early."

"My girlfriend needed me," she replies as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

She doesn't say anything else but the arm around your waist tightens its hold on you and you can feel the soft kisses she presses to the back of your shoulder. She doesn't need words to comfort you and with every kiss she presses to your skin, the more weight that falls off your tense shoulders.

A long time goes by before she eventually speaks again. Her voice is barely above a whisper when she does. Almost as if she’s afraid of scaring you away. "What's wrong, love?'

You shrug, not fully able to put what you're feeling into words. It's like everything is wrong and yet nothing is wrong at the same time. Hailee waits patiently for you to gather your thoughts, her fingers gently running through your hair.

"It's just…everything is so…loud and heavy…" You trail off, frustrated at your inability to explain what’s going on with you.

Your girlfriend came back home early for you and you can’t even give her a good explanation why. You’re just wasting her time.

Like always.

The brunette speaks up, almost as if she knows exactly the kind of thoughts that are running through your head. “It’s okay, baby. I know what you mean. You don’t have to worry, alright? I’m here.”

“I’m sorry,” you whisper. You can already feel the tears filled with burning shame gathering in your y/e/c eyes.

“Don’t apologize.” Her tone has a firm edge to it even though it remains soft. “It's okay not to be okay sometimes, y/n.”

“But it's so stupid-” You take in a shaky breath as your voice cracks under the weight of it all. “I made you come back early and I don't even know what's wrong.”

“Baby, baby, listen to me: you didn't make me do anything. I did it because I wanted to. Because you're important to me.” The kisses to your shoulder make a comeback, the touch of her lips against your overheated skin helping to ground you a little. “You're the most important person in my life. Don't doubt that, okay?”

You let out a little hum to let her know you heard her but you don’t respond with anything else, your brain already getting to work on contradicting your girlfriend’s words. Your thoughts are moving at lightning speed, each one louder and more intense than the last.

You don’t realize you’re shaking until Hailee speaks again, her voice as soft as ever.

“y/n? Can you turn around for me, darling?”

You let out a little groan at the question. The thought of turning around and facing those soft brown eyes of hers seems almost impossible to fulfill right now.

Hailee’s fingers draw random shapes on your arm while you gather yourself. It takes a few more seconds before you give in to both her wishes and your need for reassurance.

Her hold on you loosens while you turn around to face her and you feel incredibly small as her eyes look down at your face. You don't know where the sudden burst of insecurity comes from but you do know its effects are clear on your features.

"It's okay, darling. I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere." She grabs one of your hands and places it on her chest, right on top of her beating heart. “You feel that? As long as I’m alive, this heart will always beat for you.”

“What about after life?” You ask, the ghost of a smile on your lips as you reference her song.

Her eyes seem to glow at your words. “I’ll stay yours even when my heartbeat stops, baby. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“Promise?”

“Promise,” she replies with a small nod. “I love you, y/n. Nothing will ever change that.”

She leans down to press a soft kiss onto your forehead while you keep your hand on her chest, using that touch to bring yourself out of your thoughts and into the present moment.

Hailee keeps up the soft kisses, slowly moving down your face while you focus on your breathing. She doesn’t rush you in any way as she goes. The silence between the two of you continues for a while until you eventually manage to gather yourself again.

“Thank you.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, the exhaustion clear in your voice.

She leans back a little with a small smile on her face. Her eyes search your expression for any lingering signs of anxiety as she speaks. “You don’t have to thank me, love. Are you feeling better?”

You hum in reply. “Yeah…I don’t…know what that was about.”

“That’s okay, baby.” She gives the tip of your nose a quick kiss, unable to hide how happy she is that you’re okay again. “I’m just glad you made it back to me.”

“Always.” You offer her a shaky smile before you scoot forward a little, your head slotting itself underneath your girlfriend’s chin. She holds you close and your eyes flutter shut as you’re filled with a deep sense of peace. A feeling you haven’t had all day. “I love you, Lee.”

She lets out a soft sigh, her eyes falling shut as well. “I’ve got you, y/n. And I’m never letting go.”

#hailee steinfeld x reader #hailee steinfeld x female reader #hailee steinfeld x y/n #hailee steinfeld x you #hailee steinfeld imagine #hailee steinfeld fic #hailee steinfeld fanfiction #hailee steinfeld fluff #hailee steinfeld #kate bishop #marvel #mcu #wlw #wlw fic #writing

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conundrumsofphilosophy · 6 months

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I seriously don’t know how this “ask” thing works, but what do you think the mercs would do on a beach day? Beach days for fictional characters are always so silly

i love this i freaking love beach days. i had so much fun writing these

scout

- he is beelining for the water. he loves swimming and doesn't get to often so as soon as they get there he is in the water splishing and splashing

- refuses to put sunscreen on (that's for wimps) so he gets sunburnt to hell and back and medic has to slather him in aloe vera gel when they get back to base

- will not be waiting 20 minutes after eating the sandwich engineer packed him before he gets back in the water. will get a cramp and will act like it doesn't even bother him to impress miss pauling (she's here in my beautiful mind) she is not impressed and will try to get him to get out of the water

- accidentally destroys some random kid's sandcastle so he'll sit down with them to help them rebuild it

soldier

- trying to catch fish with his bare hands. hoping to catch a shark

- getting buried in the sand and a sexy mermaid body sculpted on top of him. likely demo is the one burying him

- swims over to the others as sneakily as he can (not very) and tries to jump them (they heard him coming but they play along)

- eats sand /j

pyro

- brought ALL of the sand toys. water is not their thing so they're building masterclass sandcastles with engineer

- after too long in direct sun he gets really uncomfortable so he's laying face down on a towel under a big umbrella. melting

- walks along the shoreline looking for jellyfish. they have a stick to poke them with. also picks up shells and brings them to people

- he helps with the sexy mermaid body sculpting for soldier

demoman

- goes way out into the water and just floats in one spot. staring

- he's wasted obviously so pauling and heavy are keeping a very careful eye on him. him getting caught in a riptide could really ruin the beach day

- enjoys laying out in the sun. will probably lay his towel out beside sexy mermaid soldier and they'll stare at the sky until one or both are asleep

- WILL start a game of beach volleyball with the others and WILL be on the losing team

heavy

- sitting with medic and miss pauling. he's not much for swimming, and he feels responsible for making sure the other mercs don't die (demo) (soldier) (scout)

- he and engineer prepared the picnic. they got up so early and made. so many sandwiches

- will be coerced into volleyball. absolutely fucking dominates and his team wins every match

- actually applies sunscreen like a normal rational person because he burns BAD. medic does his back <3

engineer

- second person in the water when they get there. scout screamed at him while he was running there to join him and he will always cave to scout pressure

- the water is really nice on his joints and swimming helps his back so it's a good time all around for him. i think he is in pain all the time btw

- makes sure everyone eats something and has plenty to drink. papa

- literally keels over laughing at sexy mermaid soldier. it catches him so off guard when he sees it and it makes him lose his shit. he'll think about it a week later and start laughing again. and nobody brought a camera so he only has the mental picture

medic

- swimming is sensory hell for him so he opts out. but he still enjoys the beach because he gets to watch his peers being idiotic

- referees the beach volleyball match. he doesn't know anything about volleyball (neither does anyone else really.) he's just happy to be here

- delights in the shells pyro brings him and he keeps all of them forever. he has a little jar of them in his office

- he and miss pauling had a miscommunication error in the planning and they both brought the same overpacked first aid kit so the team is. doubly prepared

sniper

- swimming very leisurely. i think he is a chronic pain sufferer so he takes it easy but it definitely helps ease some aches

- helps pyro get wet sand for his sandcastles so he doesn't have to keep getting up and down. brings him a couple pails of wet sand at a time and replenishes when needed

- absolutely falls asleep and gets a heinous sunglasses tan line

- absolutely terrible at volleyball but he plays anyways. he's on heavy's team so he gets to gloat even though he barely contributed

spy

- i really love the image of him being at the beach still in full suit. lounging on a beach chair with sunglasses on and a mimosa and one of those sun reflectors

- couldn't be bothered. he does not participate in any activities whatsoever except graciously receiving seashells from pyro (which he does appreciate. they're very pretty)

- might fall asleep a little bit. scout wakes him up to ask him if he should try some move on miss pauling. he tells him absolutely not and immediately falls back asleep

- somehow he doesn't overheat despite being in layers in the sun. magic man

keep the requests coming :3 love you guys

#tf2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 mercs #doe's drabbles (headcanons)#tf2 heavy #tf2 demoman #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 pyro #tf2 spy #tf2 scout #tf2 sniper #tf2 soldier #team fortress 2 #miss pauling #doe's drabbles (request)#talhal

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valaenatargaryensdragon · 1 year

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hi i love your fics btw!! could you please write a dark daemon x sister or niece fic pls or a matt smith one like the TGC one 😊😊

A/N: I hope you like it! I have two dark Aegon fics so I hope this is the right one!

pairing: Dark!Daemon Targaryen x Sister!Reader

summary: a dark daemon x sister or niece fic pls or a matt smith one like the TGC one 😊😊

Word count: 1,8K

Warnings: Angst, fluff, almost rape

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

You need to get out of here and fast. You quietly creeped out of the tavern you found your brother in. He was here to get information just like you. You two were so similar you thought the same way and with the same strategies.

The second you were out of the door you scrambled through the streets of King's Landing. You needed to get back to the Red Keep where it was safe for you. What was Daemon doing here? Did he not fear getting caught?

You turned a corner and went through the tight street filled with brothels. Someone women reached over to you trying to get you to join them which resulted in your hood falling off. They gasped at the sight of your white-blond hair. Without a second to spare you pulled it back up your head to cover your head. You looked behind you to see if anyone saw and froze when you saw Daemon a couple of feet away staring straight at you.

"Dae" You whispered to yourself. Once upon a time you two were close. You used to follow him around like a lost puppy begging him to teach you the ways of the sword.

He smirked almost evilly and began stalking closer to you. You took a deep breath before sprinting in the other direction. You saw a canteen of oranges a couple of feet away and pushed it down when passing by to delay Daemon and loose him. The owner yelled after you but his voice was dawned down by Daemon's voice yelling your name.

You took a sharp left into another street where mother's were playing with their children and scrambled to get out of your way. One of them had her drying line close to the ground. You jumped grabbing it and pulled it down causing the clothes to fall on Daemon's head. You picked up your speed almost slamming into walls and people alike.

"Get out of my way!" You yelled passing by a crowd. You need to blend in. You halted in front of a brothel and scrambled in. The smell of sex made you want to throw up but you scrambled deeper in. You took off your cloak and threw on one of the tables and picked a different one putting it on hurriedly. You left the brothel with a different cloak hiding your identity. You left through the back door which led to a different street.

There were some bakeries and shops here. And much to your relief there was a crowd here as well. You blended among them pausing at almost every shop looking over some fabrics and fake jewelry throwing some coins here and there and grabbing random items. You creeped out of the street trying not to lower your head too much and at the same time kept your hair hidden. You were so close to the keep now, you were almost safe.

You had let your guard down because a second later a hand clamped over your mouth and another rounded around your middle pulling you back. You dropped the clutter you had brought to the ground and tried prying the hand off your mother, wiggling with all your might. Your heart was in your throat as you cried trying to get out of the tight hold. Your body naturally relaxed when the familiar cologne surrounded you and you cursed yourself for the reaction.

"There there little sissy" Daemon's smug voice rang in your head like warning bells. He pulled you inside of a building you recognised as the brothel from earlier. One of the girls who was being fucked by some fat old man stood alongside some guards covered in a simple sheet. She. grinned when she saw Daemon walk in with you in his arms.

"Thank you for your service, Cecil" Daemon chuckled behind you. She blushed deeply and gave a shaky curtsy. You should have known that your brother knew all the whores in these streets. You bit into his hand making him let go of your mouth.

"Let me go" You demanded angrily. You wiggled trying to loosen his grip around your waist. Daemon only held on tighter pressing his body against yours. You could feel every inch of his chest and lower, he was hard, he enjoyed the chase and that made you wiggle even more with disgust.

"Not happening, sissy" Daemon teased. One of the guards stepped closer with a rope in hand but Daemon stopped him with a glare.

"I wish to speak with my sister" Daemon announced loudly so all the guards could hear.

"Privately" he finished glaring at the same guard as he attempted to follow you two. Daemon pushed you into one of the rooms that was empty finally letting you go.

"Let me go" You demanded again. You turned to face him still panting from the fight you put up out there.

"Why did you side with the green?" He asked turning to face you. He had an angry look on his face, it matched the one he gave you when you told him you were betrothed to a Martell prince many years ago.

"Let me go" You tried again. He stepped closer and you stepped back wanting to keep as much distance in between you as possible.

"Why did you side with them?" He asked again, tone lowered and his eyes sparkling with madness. The madness you saw only once before when it was announced that they found your betrothed on the shore, drowned. Daemon suggested that he must have fallen and did not know how to swim which was impossible, everyone in Dorne knew how to swim.

"Let me go" You whispered back hitting the wall. Daemon paused a breath away from you. He placed a hand by your head and the other reached for your face but stopped inches away from touching you.

"Why did you leave me?" He sounded on the verge of crying. It broke your heart seeing him like this. He looked like a hurt little kid. Daemon hated being left, first your mother died when you were children then your father and then Laena died giving birth and you heard he had lost a daughter as well, everyone left him but you once promised to never leave him but here you were.

"Let me go" You begged your own eyes watering. You never broke a promise before but staying by his side was wrong.You did not do it for the throne, this family and this kingdom can be damned you just wanted to be free of this psychopath in front of you.

"Why did you leave me?!" He yelled slamming the hand on the wall against it. You jumped in shock at his voice and the act of violence only inches away from your face, he could have hit, he can hit you still.

"You're scaring me" You whimpered. Tears build up in your eyes feeling like you could never escape this monster in front of you. The people were right, the gods flipped a coin with each Targaryen and your brother's coin ended up facing madness up.

"Why did you leave me?" He did not relent. His face turned a stoic angry. You shivered with fear, you felt like a mouse trapped in his webs.

"You scared me" You admitted. Daemon raised his eyebrows in shock and confusion.

"You were obsessed and you did not care how much it hurt me. You banned me from riding my dragon and leaving the palace, servants spoke of how you wished to lock me in my chambers as well. A dragon belongs in the skies isn't that what you said? I was scared it would go on forever" You cried. Your hands raised to his chest and pushed him back. You slid down on the wall as sobs left your lips. It hurt you to leave your brother and break your promise to him, your other brother was dead as well and your family was in shambles but you just wanted to breath.

"I locked you up because you refused me" He said breaking your train of thoughts. You raised you gaze to look at him. You twiddled with you fingers refusing to wipe your tears, they were not a weakness your father taught you, they were a strength.

"You never asked me! You punished me for something that never happened!" You yelled standing up again and stalking over to him. Daemon raised his hand making you flinch away but he only wanted to push back his hair. His eyes softened at the way your body moved away in fear. He has never raised a hand against you but you truly thought he would, did you really think him this cruel?

"You mourned the Martell cunt!" He yelled back. You staggered back the back of your knees hitting the bed making you sit down.

"He was my friend and future husband" You whimpered shaking your head.

"I should have been your future husband! Father told me so himself. It was because of that cunt Jaehaerys you were betrothed to another" Daemon yelled kicking a wardrobe that stood to the side. Then he moved to push oils and creams from a table nearby that you did not want to know what they were used for.

"We are not meant to be, we never were" You stood up and walked over to him. You placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"We are meant to be, we always have been" He shook his head in denial. He turned around grabbing your hand in a tight grip.

"Daemon-omph" He silenced you with his lips. You tried to push him but he grabbed your other hand as well and held them behind your back with one of his. His lips were chapped and moved roughly against your softer ones.

You wanted to yell at him to stop but his lips were there against yours every time. His free hand moved to grope your covered breast. He moaned against your lips rubbing his hard into your stomach. You wiggled trying to break free. His hand slid down your stomach and cupped your cunt over your dress. You were finally able to pull away from his lips breathing heavily.

"You promised!" You yelled trying to get him to let you go. The day you promised to always stay by his side he also made a promise of his own, to protect you from greedy men even if it was himself. Daemon glared down at you.

"You broke your promise, why shouldn't I?" He asked. You moved your gaze form one purple eye to the other. You could still see the younger version of your brother behind his anger.

"Because you are better than me" You whispered. Daemon groaned leaning his head on your shoulder. Suddenly he turned you around and pulled a rope from his belt to bind your hands behind your back.

"You're still coming with me to answer to your crimes in front of the queen" He whispered in your ear. You sighed in relief and leaned back against him feeling your knees losing feeling. Daemon held you gently waiting for you to regain your strength patiently, a feature you did not know he had in him.

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m3r1m4r5u333 · 10 days

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Btw I NEED TO ramble about the scene in which Buck comes out to Maddie and why it just makes me love her even more than I did before. Maddie is my freaking GOAT ❤️❤️❤️

Why? Well, because she already KNEW. She TOTALLY KNEW. And still pretended to be surprised!!

Why do I say she knew? Well. Because it's 100% canon that Buck rambles about his boy crushes, a lot. A LOT. To everyone!!!

I can't remember how much I've talked about this, but Buck totally had a crush on Albert at one point. There's an whole storyline about it, episodes 4x07 and 4x08.

Here's a recap of how it goes:

Buck goes on a date with Veronica. The date goes BADLY. It lasts for about 90 minutes and Buck leaves humiliated, never wanting to see her again.

Albert is Buck's room mate. Buck comes home, rants about the embarrassing date, announces that he never wants to see Veronica again... Goes to take out the trash, and runs across Veronica, realising that she's their neighbour, lives in the same building. Buck runs home and urgently tells Albert that they have to move!!

Then... Buck knocks on Veronica's door, trying to reconciliate. He does not want awkwardness between neighbours. They agree that the date was terrible, and then... Albert walks out of the shower in a towel.

Next... We see Buck and Taylor (she's a reporter) at work. They're watching a guy who's having a meltdown on a low roof. The emergency is taking forever, Taylor and Buck talk... Or rather.. Buck does!!

Not only does he rant about Albert and Veronica to Taylor, he also talks about them to a random first responder. Albert in a towel!!! has certainly left Buck reeling. It's super obvious that the one Buck actually fancies is Albert. The one date with Veronica was terrible, they definitely weren't ever in a relationship -- but Buck is sputtering about "breaking of bro code!!" and Albert in a towel?? Yeah.

They're not the only ones hearing about Albert. There's also a scene (can't recall which episode) where Chimney and Maddie enter a karaoke bar. Chimney says something about this being nice reprise because he's heard enough about Albert lately...

Anyway, back to Veronica/Buck/Albert/Taylor. Buck invites Taylor on a double date - without telling her it's a double date. Taylor arrives, takes in the queer love square she's been pulled into, very pointedly says that she's heard A LOT about Albert because Buck keeps talking about him... And then she's like "Actually I'm off, this is ridiculous.", and storms off (go queen 👑!)... (Then she and Buck reconciliate. Her capacity to forgive is unparalled, just saying.)

Anyway, back to WHY I LOVE MADDIE. (And Chimney!!!)

The crush on Albert isn't the only obvious boy crush Buck has, is it?

Eddie... The way they meet and Buck goes nuts trying to impress Eddie. The peacocking (mutual peacocking!!!!) is absolutely ridiculous. Chimney watches this mating display dance, shakes his head, rolls his eyes, chuckles to himself... Chimney can tell what's going on, for sure.

Then there's that famous scene in which Buck rambles about Eddie and Chris, is apparently elbows deep online researching for ways to help Eddie with Christopher... Maddie finally asks if the boy crush on Eddie means that Buck is over Abby.

... And there is of course also that scene where Buck assumes that when Maddie meets Chimney and says "he's so cute!", Maddie is talking about Eddie... Even though Maddie and Chimney are before line that seen talking and flirting like they're totally in their own bubble.

Anyway - then let's jump to season 7. Buck is rambling on and on about Eddie and Tommy, and how they've hit off. Apparently has for a good while. Buck is super bothered by their friendship, it's clear he's pressing Chris for intel, snooping around the Diaz home trying to find more information... Maddie listens to this absolutely ridiculous, clueless prattling. And she knows. She totally knows.

Buck is GLASS. He's absolutely transparent. This man isn't straight.

And she's not the only one who knows.

Chimney enters the room. Maddie looks at him "NO! Don't you dare say anything!!!" But Chimney can't resist indulging himself with some subtle teasing.

He jumps in, praising Tommy. "That Tommy's SO COOL 😍!!" Basically just adding fuel to the fire, getting under Buck's skin.

Maddie, in the background is making a face like:

"jdjdkkeke CHIMNEY 🤦 ...Ugh, thank you, darling. 🙄👌You've done it. I'll be here all day, listening to this absolutely brainless jealous meltdown. Fucking great!"

So...

Why won't they say anything, talk to Buck about how ridiculous he's being? Sit him down and spell:

YOU AREN'T STRAIGHT. YOUR BOY CRUSHES CAN BE SEEN FROM OUTER SPACE. Wake up!!

Well... Because they are being patient. Because they are being considerate, because they do not want to press him, because they're letting him take his time, figure it out at his own pace.

Because they know that confronting someone who isn't ready to face their queerness can go badly.

Forcing someone to confront their queerness can backlash, it can make that person retreat further inside the closet.

It can be embarrassing and traumatizing for the closeted person to be pressed about this inner conflict. The closet is a maze, it is scary, and confusing, and the denial can be powerful enough that the closeted person doesn't even have any idea that hey, I'm queer, I'm closeted.

So Maddie and Chimney are being sensitive. They see that Buck isn't ready to talk about his sexuality - he's obviously not even aware of it.

So Maddie and Chimney are giving him the time he needs to come to term with it. They may indulge in some gentle teasing, maybe try to give him the occasional hint to help him along, but mostly they're just waiting, listening, letting him be.

So!!!!

What about Maddie's (my GOAT, I love her ❤️) reaction to Buck coming out? Why did she pretend to be surprised by Buck's attraction to men?

Because she was being KIND. Considerate. Because she loves her brother and realises that this moment... It's not about her. It's about him. It's about the reaction Buck needs, to feel supported.

It's not the time to embarrass him. It's not the time to GLOAT about how smart she is, to have realised, ages ago, that Buck is clearly into into men, too.

She did see it coming, and because she is the BEST sister ever... She prepared. She researched this shit, how to react to someone's coming out in a positive way.

And if this is new to you - pay attention now...

Many queer people say this about their coming out;

It sucks if the person you're coming out goes "I KNEW IT! I CALLED IT! I SAW THIS COMING! YOU WERE SO OBVIOUS!!"

Because it totally belittles their struggle. It can be humiliating to learn that when you were scared, and stressed, and confused, and trying to hide your vulnerable underside... Someone was watching you, and thinking "Pffft. You're so freaking obvious. You're fooling nobody. Just come out already."

This gloating "I knew it" reaction isn't just bad because it makes you feel stupid, embarrassed, to learn that you were being transparent. It's like you have no privacy anymore. They saw your performance and gave it one star.

This "Oh I knew"... It makes you anxious because then you wonder... Who else already knows? Who else am I obvious to? What else am I obvious about?

Learning that they knew... It can be traumatizing. Embarrassing. Scary. Because nobody wants to learn that they're easy to read.

Maybe... you aren't ready to come out to everyone, and this reaction makes you terrified that you won't have the option to get ready, that they will realise what you're hiding, and force you to talk about it.

Because maybe... you're still freaked out abour people knowing you're queer. Maybe you fear people spotting it and lashing out.

Or maybe... You aren't afraid of a hateful reaction, but panic at the idea of even a supportive talk about your sexuality with someone. Sexuality is an universal taboo, talking about is awkward and stressful to almost everyone.

And also, when you come out and the person you told tells you they already knew, that your queerness was obvious, and they were expecting you to come out..?

It can be a shock in another way. Maybe your queerness was something you, at some point, were desperate to hide from others... And clearly, you failed that mission. What else are you failing to hide? Because everyone has something they're insecure about!!! Secrets, traumas, embarrassing moments, vulnerable parts. We all try to guard something.

So being told that your poker face sucks? It can make you feel totally paranoid. You think... Omg. I thought I was hiding this. I tried so hard to hide this.

But clearly I wasn't hiding. They saw right through me. Am I always so easy to read?

Do people know all my secrets, everything that makes me nervous and embarrassed, and scared? Do they just look at me and think "They're so dumb to put up that front, we can totally tell how you really think and feel."

Do people look at me and laugh? Do they joke about me behind my back?

And so on.

Basically, when someone comes out to you and you go "Thank god! ABOUT TIME!!"... You're being a prick.

They're opening up to you. They are being vulnerable. They are trusting you with something.

This moment... Your reaction is important. If you want to be a good ally, and support this person coming out to you.

Your job is to provide reassurance. Support. A listening ear. Your love.

Your job isn't to gloat, or dismiss their fears. Your job is not to induce panic, paranoia, or humiliate them by making them feel dumb.

They may be scared of your reaction. Respect that fear, however irrational it is. It doesn't matter if you're queer too, or think you're the best ally in the world, this moment can still be something they've been nervous about. Don't shit on it by smugly gloating about your excellent queerdar.

Yes, you can be honest, if they desperately want to know if you suspected anything. You can gently tell them that you saw some signs. But really, this moment isn't the time to humiliate them or freak them out. Be sensitive.

....

.... Oops sorry, got lost in the ramble 😅😅!!

Uh... Where was I? Yes.

Basically what I wanted to say with this post is that...

Maddie. Freaking. Buckley!!!! You are the love of my life, does not matter that you are fictional. You're my freaking GOAT anyway. I'm... weak.

Because her reaction to Buck's coming out?!!!

Jdjdjjdjdbndnd.

It actually makes me emotional. It was so perfect. It was so full of love!!!

Because yes, she totally knew, had known for years...

AND she kept that knowledge to herself!!!!

Because she'd seen Buck, the closet he was so lost inside in, and she loves Buck... So she wanted to be there for him.

And she knew that it's not easy to come to terms with one's queerness. That it can be tough and scary.

So she thought "What can I do to help? How can I do my best to support my queer brother?"...

And rolled up her sleeves. She researched this. She found out it's not helpful to press someone, that it's important to be patient. She looked up the experiences of queer people coming out. What is helpful! What isn't! She came up with a plan.

Yes, she totally did. I'm telling you, she fucking studied for this test. To make sure her reaction would be freaking perfect, and help Buck on this journey.

Because she did everything right. She realised that letting Buck know how obvious his bisexuality was to her... Might be detrimental to his well-being, and their relationship.

She understood that it wasn't important that she'd known.

That it wasn't her time to brag about how clever she was, to have seen this coming, but to be sensitive of this struggle, to respect this struggle.

So when the day finally came... She was surprised, yes, to realise Buck had been on a date with a man.

I mean, it came out of the blue, right? Buck had been so oblivious to his closet. She'd missed the moment Buck became aware of the closet, and immediately ran on a date.

She thought Buck was still in the dark, so him suddenly going on a date with a man never even entered her mind as an option.

Then she realised... OH. He IS there? He has figured this out. He's coming out to me, now?

Okay!!! Let's follow the game plan then.

Be sensitive. Don't act like you were totally expecting this day to come.

The identity of the date? That was the real surprise. I mean, just watch the previous scene in which Buck talks about Tommy and Eddie with her.

He does rant about Tommy, but c'mon... It's really Eddie's attention Buck craves.

It's basically a re-telling of Buck's love tangle with Veronica, Taylor and Albert. Buck told himself he wanted Veronica, and that's why it bothered him that Albert "broke the bro code".... In a towel! Except, the one who Buck wouldn't shut up about... Was Albert.

And Maddie sees that it's happening AGAIN. Wow... Her brother really has no idea WHO he is actually crushing on.

Okay, she thinks. Does not matter now! The coming out is the important part, so let's roll with it. Focus, Maddie! Get it right.

And she did. She was patient. She was supportive. She sae that Buck was trying to run from the topic of sexuality like it was a total nonevent that he'd been on a date with a man...

So she was like "Hey, let's just slow down a bit. Let's acknowledge this moment. I now know that you were on a date with a man. You don't need to continue this pronoun game.

Okay. Let's talk about it being a first date with a man, and what this step means to you. You can tell me."

Really, she was so lovely. She didn't gloat about already knowing, she didn't stress him out by being overly emotional - by acting like this was the biggest event to happen on Earth.

She calmed him down.

She made sure to let him know that this didn't scare her, or make her feel awkward.

That she wanted him to talk about this with her. That she was excited for him, and supportive, and wanted to know more, and that it was okay to date a man.

That she would want to know about Buck's relationships with men just like she'd wanted to know abour her relationships with women.

She let him know that she was there for him, ready to listen, and glad to hear he'd been on a date with a man.

That this didn't change a thing, that she would accept and welcome Buck's male partners just as she had always accepted the women he'd dated. The gender made no difference, she was fine with whoever Buck chose to date.

And she also made sure the mood didn't turn too heavy. She let him know that this was great news, something worth celebrating. That she was excited to see him enter this new chapter in his life, and experience new things.

And that she wanted to learn of it, she wanted him to share this new stuff, let her in his life. So tell me more about this hot pilot!

Jdjbdbdnndnd!!!

Really, she was fucking fantastic. This was such a lovely scene. I love Maddie, she's my favorite. I need a tissue, I'm crying.

Oh and also. It wasn't just great writing. The acting here just blew me away. I love them. So skilled, so lovely, so funny, so human. Brilliant, beautiful, both of them. Fucking impeccable.

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Hello 🤗🤗 can I pls make two requests for BTS?

(1)when reader, who is their crush keeps playing with yeontan or bam and pays less attention to them they get jealous?

(2)The members and their crush go on a picnic in a flower field and she makes them a flower crown and gives it to them? Thank you 😊❤️

🧚‍♂️Request; BTS scenarios where they get jealous because their crush pays more attention to Yeontan or Bam 🧚‍♂️

{A/N: AGGGHH this makes me so happy! thank you so much for requesting. *internet hugs*

the second request I'll make into another post. btw i loved these ideas and they've been so fun to write.

Additional Notes

3 things;

*for yoongi, I included Holly, cuz I thought it would make more sense for the reader to play with yoongi's dog and for hoseok, I included mickey. but the rest of the members alternate between yeontan and bam :) *

*also, I know BigHit is technically HYBE now, but I noticed BigHit is still used for copyright and for example, the TXT youtube channel is called TXTBighit, so I just decided to go with BigHit lol*

For Anon; I hope you liked this! And I will get the second prompt out ASAP. btw thank you for being my first request in like idek how long, you've made me so happy by requesting because it shows that people do read my writing🥺🫶

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{Prompt/Descriptions} Scenarios on how you meet are different for all members, but most scenarios revolve around you working at and meeting through BigHit, just to give a little background to how long the members have known the reader for.

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Jin

Seokjin sat on the couch in Jungkook's apartment as he watched as you played with Bam. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He found it amusing how Bam could basically tower over you if he stood up to play with you. He watched as you laughed and threw the tennis ball back and forth between you, Bam and Jungkook, who had invited everyone over to his apartment a few hours ago. Seokjin also noticed how you kept dropping the ball. You're catch and aim completely off. Yet again, he couldn't help but smile to himself, he thought you were so cute trying to act all athletic even though you had told him many times before that you had horrible hand-eye coordination.

Jin tried to get your attention, but he didn't want to ruin the fun, afraid he might make you mad. So he called out to you, "Y/n, I think Bam can catch the ball better than you", he said laughing. You turned around and playfully stuck out your tongue at him in a mocking tone before surrendering the tennis ball to Bam and moving to sit down next to Jin.

"Like you could do any better", Y/n said, playfully nudging Jin in the shoulder. He scoffed and lightly nudged you back. He could feel the nerves building up inside of him. He had been waiting for the right moment to ask you out for months...maybe now was the right time. He reasoned with himself, Y/n DID stop playing with Bam, who you really love, just to come and sit down next to him and talk. Plus, all of the playful banter between the two of you, maybe now was the time.

Jin cleared his throat and turned to face you. You looked at him, a smile on your face. He took a deep breathe in and started, "So uh, Y/n...what're you doing tomorrow, anything planned?", he would start out casual. He studied Y/n's face as she quickly looked up, mentally scanning her built-in mind calendar.

"Nope", Y/n responded, "Free as can be, why?", Y/n asked. Suddenly, Seokjin panicked, Crap, what if she doesn't want to go out with me, then I've ruined the friendship...He just had to do it

"I uh, I was wondering if...-", but before Jin could finish, Bam came jumping onto the couch, ball in his mouth and tail wagging, ready for another round of fetch.

Y/n immediately shifted her gaze from Jin to Bam and Jin simultaneously felt his heart sink and his nerves settle at the same time. But he had to admit, he was more disappointed than anything. So with a sudden stroke of confidence, Jin grabbed the tennis ball from Bam and threw it on the other side of the room, giving him just enough time to blab out, "Listenmaybeyouwantogo...outwith...me?",

Jin winced and prepared for rejection as Y/n looked at him on shock, but before he could fully look back at Y/n, he felt her lips on his cheek as Y/n whispered, "Of course", as she got up to play with Bam again.

Yoongi

Yoongi, despite his 'cold' (not really but for the sake of his image let's just go with cold hahah), exterior, was quite a softy when it came to you. From the moment he met you he had developed feelings for you. You two would constantly text and facetime late into the early morning and he spent a lot of his free time with you. Though the members teased him for being smitten with you and basically being in an unofficial relationship, Yoongi just couldn't bring himself to confess his feelings for you. He was afraid that the feelings he had for you were one sided and that by confessing he would lose you if you didn't feel the same way. Or worse, the two of you would date and break up, hence ruining the entire relationship and never seeing you again. In a way, Yoongi felt like it was better to just keep things as they were, confusing.

One of your favorite things to do was to spend your free time at Yoongi's apartment, not only to see Yoongi, but also to see Holly. Min Holly loved you and you loved him too.

Not to mention, Yoongi appreciated that when his brother was unavailable to watch Holly, you would readily volunteer when Yoongi had to leave for long periods of time.

But currently, Yoongi was home and you were laying on the carpet, playing with Holly. Well, actually, you were cuddling with Holly and little did you know, Yoongi was sitting on the couch watching you intently.

That's it, he thought to himself, I need to just tell her how I feel.

How could he do any better than you?

To Yoongi, you were everything he ever wanted. Because you met through BigHit, not only did you respect and understand his work, but you also had an appreciation for music. You both got along so well and Holly loved you. And he did too. What more could he want in a partner?

So he started speaking, "Y/n, do you think two people who are friends can go from a friendship to a romance?", he paused as you hummed in response, too focused on rubbing Holly's head to look up. " You know, without ruining a friendship?"

You hummed again, still not looking up at Yoongi. Instead, you let out a giggle as Holly rolled onto his back, expecting a belly rub.

Okay, now Yoongi was getting a little jealous. I mean, Y/n wasn't even listening, here he is on the verge of pouring his heart out and she's more focused on Holly? , he thought to himself.

So he pulled out his commander tactics. He snapped his fingers and Holly immediately lifted his head out of y/n's lap, looking up at Yoongi.

Yoongi gave a little twirl of his finger and there Holly went into the other room. Y/n looked up confused. "Yoongi, what was that for? He was comfortable", Y/n whined, getting up and moving to the couch.

"Listen, Y/n, I have to ask you...because it's been on my mind for awhile and I need your full attention.", he sighed. Yoongi noticed that Y/n looked nervous, he realized his tone of voice was a little too serious.

Alright, enough stalling. Well here goes nothing

"Do you think we'd have any chance as a couple?", Yoongi asked looking down at his feet, too nervous to look you in the eyes.

However that immediately changed when he heard an exasperated yes as you flung yourself onto Yoongi.

"God what took you so long!", Y/n said as Yoongi laughed.

What did take him so long?, he thought.

Hoseok

Hoseok had actually brought you home one weekend to meet Mickey. For as long as the two of you had been friends, you had never met Mickey before. But because Mickey lived with Hobi's family, that meant you would be meeting everyone.

Of course, when the two of you had arrived at Hobi's parents house, Mickey and you had your first introduction. Hoseok watched as you bent down to rub Mickey's head, and you offhandedly expressed how soft he was which made Hoseok smile.

Hoseok led you through the house as he introduced you to his parents who were so kind to you and his sister too. You remember making a mental note of the fact that you could definitely tell where Hoseok got his positive energy from, because his family was just so warm and welcoming.

And they treated you so kind when you were just a friend too, nothing special, right?

Well that's what you thought. What you didn't know was that Hoseok had been wanting to confess his feelings for you for quite some time. He had no intentions of doing it on this trip back home. He was just hoping his family didn't drop any hints as he had blabbed to his sister quite a few times in the past, going on and on about how cool you were and how beautiful you are and blah,blah,blah.

It was actually Jiwoo who had pointed out to Hobi that he most likely had a crush on Y/n. So as everyone settled down in the living room and Y/n settled next to Mickey and began to pet him, Hobi noticed that Mickey looked so relaxed with you and he couldn't help but get excited at the thought of bringing you home with him annually. You had been getting along well with his parents and sister and especially Mickey.

But as he turned to speak to you, he noticed how most of your attention was on Mickey. Though Hoseok did want to talk to you, he felt like Mickey deserved some Y/n love. {A/N; LMAO, I don't know why that line is so funny to me...anyways back to the story}

But by the end of the weekend, the duration of your stay before you and Hoseok went back to your respective jobs, he realized just how preoccupied with Mickey you had been all weekend.

Hobi sat down next to you, asking if your bags were packed and you turned to face him. "Yep", you said smiling. "Hobi, I really have to say, your family was so nice to me, I mean, the way they treated me and especially considering that I'm nothing special too, I really have to thank them before we leave."

Hoseok was touched by your consideration for his family but before you could fully stand up from your seat, he lightly pulled you back to the seat by your arm. "Y/n, actually",Hobi laughed before continuing, "I actually have a bit of a confession. I kind of view you as more than a friend...I want to be with you"

You looked at Hoseok for a minute without saying anything. You studied his face, trying to see if he was joking as the two of you often liked to joke around. But all you could detect from him was...nerves?

"Are you serious? You're not playing with me right", Y/n said, moving closer. Hobi shook his head from side to side, signaling no, he was 100% serious.

"I want to be with you too Hobi, what made you realize?", you asked taking his hands in yours as you faced each other.

"Actually, Mickey made me realize", he laughed as he looked at your confused face. "You were paying so much attention to Mickey and I loved it but at the same time, I wished you had been giving me that attention instead."

You laughed as you leaned into his embrace.

Namjoon

You and Namjoon had been invited over to Jungkook's apartment to have dinner. However, what you didn't know was that Namjoon and Jungkook has set up a ploy to get you and Namjoon in the same room.

You see, Y/n and Namjoon had a lot of chemistry. The thing was, all of it was at work, where there really wasn't anytime for flirting. They never really saw each other outside of the studio. And Namjoon had never really mustered up the courage to ask Y/n out so when he mentioned to Jungkook one time that he thought Y/n was cute, Jungkook immediately wanted to help out his hyung.

So there you were, you and Namjoon sitting across from each other as Jungkook tried to hide his growing smirk. The plan was working out perfectly. The two of you were all fired up, talking about your favorite books and albums, just like in the studio expect instead a of professional environment, it was personal now.

After the three of you had finished eating, Jungkook had 'stepped out' to accept a phone call, leaving the two to you alone, which wasn't a problem as the two of you continued the flirtatious banter. However, when Jungkook has opened up the door to his bedroom to take his 'phone call', Bam had wandered out of the door and right over to you and Namjoon.

Namjoon was in the middle of discussing a TV show you had both recently watched when you suddenly turned away and looked over at Bam with adoring eyes.

"Aww!, Namjoon isn't he adorable?", you said, sliding off of your chair and getting on your knees to pet Bam.

Namjoon stared at the dog, feeling like he just got cock blocked {A/N #2; SORRY I HAD TO PUT THAT IN}

Namjoon got up, excusing himself for a minute. Y/n smiled up at him and then turned her attention back to Bam who was now wagging his tail frantically.

Namjoon stomped down the whole to Jungkook's bedroom where he found Jungkook siting at his desk watching something on his phone.

Jungkook turned to him and asked how it was going, another smirk on his face.

"You better go in the living room and get Bam back in here, she's more interested in him than me at the moment and we had a breakthrough.", Namjoon stated firmly. Jungkook couldn't help but laugh as he got up and walked towards the entrance of the door to his bedroom.

"Bam, come here!", Jungkook called out as Namjoon stood watching with his arms crossed. Bam came running into the room and Namjoon walked out, giving Jungkook a thumbs up before heading back to Y/n.

Finally some alone time, he thought.

Jimin

{Sorry guys, I don't mean to bring astrology into this but it fits the idea I had so roll with it 🥸)

Jimin had actaully met you through Taehyung at his house during a small party Taehyung had been hosting.

Now becuase Jimin is a libra. And one of the things that everyone knows about libra's is that they live to flirt, they also fall fast and hard. So the same night Jimin; known worldwide for being a huge flirt, had met you, he was planning on trying to come up with a way to ask you out .

You two had been talking all night, the only problem was that you kept getting distracted by Yeontan the adorable Pomeranian who also wanted Y/n's full attention.

As the night progressed and Y/n became preoccupied with giving Yeontan treats, Taehyung had pulled Jimin over and jokingly told Jimin that he had competition, pointing to Yeontan.

Jimin facepalmed, finding it hard to believe that he was losing your affections to a DOG.

Jimin shoved Taehyung and made his way back over to you. Sitting back down and trying to pet Yeontan, and obviously trying to get on your radar too. Suddenly an idea came to him.

"Yeontan, it's Uncle Jiminie", Jimin said petting Yeontan on the top of his head. Yeontan looked over at him for a second before looking back at Y/n.

Y/n laughed as she looked up at Jimin, asking him if he wanted to maybe get a drink or something one time, to you know...talking about Yeontan.

Jimin smiled and agreed, somewhat relieved that he didn't have to make the first move after all, and overly ecstatic about the fact that the feelings were mutual.

Taehyung

You and Taehyung had actually gotten close because you not only lived in his building, but actually walked Yeontan for him when he was away busy with his schedule.

You lived a few apartments down from each other, and frequently came home at the same time, so after a few months of faint smiles and glances at each other, Taehyung struck up conversation first. Complimenting your outfit, well, mainly your long coat as it was the middle of winter and you were in as many layers as possible.

You blushed, not expecting him to have said anything at all considering your history of silent exchanges. You muttered a quite thank you in response before turning the key into your lock. Before you could fully open your door though, you felt someone's hand on your shoulder.

You turned around startled but calmed down immediately upon the realization that it was just Taehyung.

He apologized for starling you before he started speaking again, "Listen, I've actually been looking for someone to look after my dog Yeontan for the few times I have to go out of town, but I haven't found anyone I can trust with him. I see you everyday and you're only down the hall, would you be interested in maybe watching him a few times?", he finished asking as he looked down at you committed to getting a yes.

You don't know why you agreed, I mean, you didn't know him THAT well, you were just neighbors, maybe it was his sultry deep voice that lured you in, but you found yourself agreeing.

Taehyung cheered excitedly and asked for your phone number so he could reach you when he needed, and after that day, you two become inseparable.

Tae had really grown to appreciate you and you felt the same way, however, Taehyung had other feelings brewing too.

Taehyung didn't want to admit it but he had developed a bit of a crush on you...

So when he had you over to watch a movie one day, he decided to make his move. However, the one guy that brought them together in the first place seemed to be the one delaying any romance at the current moment.

Yeontan sat nuzzled between Y/n and Taehyung.

Tae tried to slide his arm around your shoulders, but because he wasn't sitting as close to you as he'd have liked, the classic arm over shoulder trick didn't have its desired effect on you since you barely even noticed.

Eventually Taehyng couldn't take it and decided to pretend to throw something in the other direction off the couch and Yeontan bounced off.

Y/n looked at Taehyung confused before looking at Taehyung's arm behind her and noticing the awkward position his arm was in.

"Ohhhhh", Y/n smirked as she scooted closer to Taehyung. "That's why you told Yeontan to scram.", Y/n laughed as Taehyung's face turned bright red.

He didn't think Y/n would catch on so quickly.

Jungkook

Jungkook had met you through BigHit and you quickly became friends. What was funny about your relationship was that Y/n actually liked Jungkook first.

Though they were friends and spent a lot of time together, Y/n was too shy to ever bring up any feelings. Jungkook had a lot of women interested in him and though he never really expressed interest in any of them, he would play along just so he didn't make anyone feel awkward. Of course, Y/n had to pretend like she didn't care even though she knew his 'advances with the women weren't genuine, she still didn't like having to watching it.

What ended up happening was that one day while Jungkook was having a conversation with Namjoon, he ended up spilling the fact that he was looking for a particular partner and as he was describing this person, Joon pointed out that Kook basically described you.

Hence Jk's crush was born. Or shall we say, his crush was unearthed

Sooooo, when Jungkook invited you out for a walk with Bam one day, you two were walking and having fun as the two of you usually do. You happened to be holding Bam's leash, and JK was ready to profess his love for you. He had a whole speech prepared in his head and everything.

But before he could even do that, Bam started running and you, due to holding the leash, was now being sent all over the place as Bam sent Y/n running with him.

Yes, Bam had ruined Jungkook's confession.

So Jungkook, being all sporty, caught up to the two of you easily and took Bam's leash. You laughed as you kneeled over, trying to catch your breathe. Jungkook teased you about your lack of athleticism and you pushed him over. Now the both of you were laughing.

In the midst of all of that, Jungkook just blurted it out. "I like you".

You stopped laughing and stood up straight, giving him a confused look. "What?", you asked. Y/n was nervous, what'd he mean that he likes me?

"I uh, like you, like, uh, like,like you, y- you know", Jungkook's eyes were darting back and forth from you and Bam who was staring up at his owner adoringly.

Man, if only dogs could talk, cuz this is awkward, Jungkook thought to himself.

"Well, I um, like,like,you", Y/n said looking down.

"Good", he said.

"Yep", Y/n said as they continued walking.

Kook couldn't wait to tell Namjoon. He was in love.

#bts #bts scenarios #bts writing #jungkook #jin #suga #jhope #rm #taehyung #park jimin #jimin #bts reactions #bts fanfic #seokjin #hoseok

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starry-eyed-toucan-writes · 6 months

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Halloween with the Siblinks

Hey fam, I've been working on the next update and I wanted to post it yesterday for Halloween BUT I'm not quite finished with it yet.

So, instead, have some headcannons of what what I think Halloween would be like for Audrey and Bendy (in both forms) and a rough draft/outline of a scene for their very first one.

Btw, I would love to hear anyone else's headcannons/ideas about what any of the siblinks' Halloweens would be like so feel free to respond/reblog this post with your ideas and/or tag me in any posts that you make yourself :)

For their first Halloween together, I think Audrey would play it safe and plan on the two of them staying home together. She explained the whole holiday to Bendy and he was intrigued (Ink Demon form) and very, very, very excited (toon form) about the whole thing. He wanted to go trick-or-treating but after a few arguments he settled for just giving candy out to people and letting them see him in "costume". Audrey would have been more comfortable just hiding away and setting a bowl of candy outside the door but he gave her puppy-dog eyes and she couldn't say no.

At first, she didn't want to decorate to deter people from coming but realized how out-of-place Bendy would look answering the door to a normal apartment, so she goes all-out with the decorations. Obviously, they carve pumpkins (with Bendy's cartoon as the theme).

During the days building up to the holiday, Audrey talks about Halloween and tells him stories of her experience with it. Joey was too old to take Audrey trick-or-treating (plus, he wanted to keep her existence on the down-low) but he bought her lots of candy each year and she would help him pass it out. At one point, she told a story about a group of teenagers that showed up and took almost all of the candy they had and they ended up running out of treats to pass out super early. Both her and Joey were upset by this and he would talk about it every year after that, so she made a promise to herself to always buy extra candy so they wouldn't run out. She says offhandedly about how she believes teenagers should leave the candy/trick-or-treating to the kids, forgetting once again how Bendy takes everything literally the first time he hears it.

Anyways, the day before Halloween, Audrey is super stressed and has everything prepared in advance (and has had it prepared for weeks). Bowl of candy is filled with backup bags stored in the kitchen, and her costume is nicely laid out so she can jump into it right after work (she dressed as Alice Angel or some cartoon character to fit the theme). She also sets a chair by the door as a plan B just in case she gets caught up at work so that he can just set the candy outside the door.

She goes over the plan/what trick-or-treating will look like to Bendy. She'll do the talking, he'll hold out the bowl, then they'll go back to watching a scary movie together.

However, she forgets to mention her plan B.

Halloween happens and Audrey gets caught up at work. She is really, really sad about it but knew it was a possibility. She's still working on setting healthy working boundaries with her boss/coworkers but at least she gets paid overtime now.

When she gets home, late, she finds the chair exactly where she left it before and all of the candy she bought is gone.

Bendy is in his Ink Demon form, sprawled out on the couch and watching a horror movie. There's a half-full pillowcase of something on the floor next to him and several empty bags scattered on the floor but Audrey doesn't notice them at first.

Audrey: "Bendy! Did you eat all the candy I bought? That was for the kids!"

Bendy, glances at Audrey once before looking back to the TV, clearly unbothered by her anger.

Audrey storms over to the TV and turns it off.

Bendy jumps up with a challenging hiss and goes to turn it back on but she blocks him. Insert tense moment where they're boths staring at eachother, neither backing down.

Finally, Bendy basically asks, WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?! but imagine it with spookier, more eloquent words.

Audrey: "You ate all the Halloween candy."

Bendy: I DID NOT!

Audrey: "Then where is it?!"

Our inky demon boy stomps over to the pillowcase, picks it up and, in true asshole fashion, dumps its contents over Audrey's head.

Candy spills out of it, and Audrey is now surrounded by a ring of assorted types of candy. To her growing horror and surprise, she notices a lot of the candy is definitely different from the type(s) she bought at the store.

Audrey, no longer angry, just scared: Where did you get this?

Bendy: FROM THOSE WHO SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN OUT TONIGHT.

With some interrogation, Audrey decodes the Ink Demon's cryptic yet blunt answers and confirms that he did not set the bowl outside the door. Instead, he answered the door himself, switching between his Ink Demon for and his toon form depending on who was outside the door.

At some point, he was running low on candy (he was passing it out in handfuls) and began to panic. However, the next group of people that came to their door was a group of rowdy teenagers and he overheard them making fun of their decorations.

Bendy is now pissed and remembers what Audrey told him about teenagers and how candy should go to kids instead.

So, when they open the door, he pulls a Grunkle Stan and jumpscares them. They all scream and run off, leaving their bags of candy behind.

He didn't expect that but isn't going to just leave free food/candy lying around, so he takes it inside.

When he runs out of Audrey's candy, he starts giving that candy out instead. Whenever he inevitably started running low on candy, he would wait for a group of teenagers to stop by and jumpscare/steal their candy to give out to the little kids. The idea of just giving less candy out to each group of kiddos never passed his mind.

Audrey is horrified (and a little impressed) and fully expects someone to report them and for the police or the Gent Corporation to show up and cart them away. She quickly takes down their decorations and starts preparing for a hasty getaway when someone inevitably shows up to investigate the appearance of the demon in her apartment.

Except, they don't.

A few days pass by and she still hasn't heard from either group. However, she has heard from her neighbors.

Everyone had something to say about her brother(s)* presentation. She gets mixed reviews (all the ones that got Toon Bendy loved it but some of the ones who got the Ink Demon thought they went a little overboard) but overall most people were very impressed.

She debates relaying this to Bendy because she doesn't want him to get too cocky but decides it would be wrong to keep it from him. Sure enough, Ink Demon Bendy is hyped and is now thinking of other ways to scare people next year and Toon Bendy is just excited to see more people. In both forms he is very disappointed to learn that Halloween only happens once a year/every 365 days.

*Everyone assumed Toon Bendy was her little brother but some people were arguing on whether the Ink Demon was her brother, friend, or even boyfriend. She VERY quickly shot down the third option. Now everyone assumes she has a little brother that lives with her full-time and an older brother that stops by every once in a while.

Disclaimer, personally, I have nothing against teenagers trick-or-treating and kept going out with my little sister until her senior year of High School. I just thought it would be funny if Bendy stole candy from kids/teenagers and figured this would be a good excuse for him to do so lol

#batdr #batim #bendy #the ink demon #audrey drew #ink demon #toon bendy #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #born from the same ink

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Hihi!

First of all, love your writing,

Second of all, I hope you’re day is going well!

And third of all, I have a request! I read your work for Bachira and was wondering if you could do some Bachira x reader sleepover headcanons, I just think he’d totally be the face masks and pillow forts type of guy ngl. As of length, do whichever you feel up to writing :>

- 🪻

hi 🪻 anon! this is such a cute request jsjdke bachira is definitely a sucker for sleepovers!! and thank you for the kind words! my day has been ok but i hope yours is going good as well!

character: bachira

sleepover!

- this man is a MENACE at sleepovers

- he is the guy that keeps everyone awake

- but this guy is also your boyfriend so i guess you’re used to it

- he was so excited when you said yes to his sleepover idea

- literally jumps on you as soon as you arrive at his house and smothers you in kisses to share his joy

- his mom LOVES to see you btw

- you can literally spend hours just talking to her she’s so nice and loves talking to you

- if it weren’t for bachira impatiently waiting for you to finish your conversation you would’ve talked to her the whole time (bachira usually joins but was way too excited this time)

- tackles you to his bed to give you more kisses

“meguru! calm down,” you tried to push him off of you, though he dodged your attempts. thankfully, he stopped with his wet kisses to hover over you, yellow eyes piercing into your own.

“let’s make a pillow fort!” he exclaimed, jumping off of you to start gathering the materials.

- he’s so random help

- but anyways you guys start gathering pillow

- and bro’s mischievous side comes out and he literally just chucks one at you

- you glare at him? he’s acting innocent

- in fact he even points at his stuffed animal sitting on the bed, acting like the stuffed animal threw it (you have one just like it, he bought them so he could have matching plushies with you <3)

- so, you did the right thing and threw a pillow right back at him

- has the audacity to look betrayed

- and that’s when the pillow fight began.

- you ended up knocking his pillow out of his hands so he was defenseless

- and instead of giving in he literally just tackles you

- and starts tickling you.

“wait—meguru please! s-stop!” you struggled with your breaths, trying your hardest to wiggle out of his grasp. he makes sure to keep you down, enjoying the sound of your laughter ringing out.

“say you love me!” he at least stops tickling so you can gather your breath to give him the reply he so wanted to hear.

“i love you, meguru,” you make sure to look him in the eye as you state it. it didn’t help your case though, instead he started tickling you again. “what!? i-i did wh-at you said!”

“now say you love me to the moon and back!” you could only roll your eyes at his antics, glad he stopped tickling you again. you were much smarter this time, slipping your fingers through his so his hands were now occupied.

“i love you to the moon and back!” you sealed your statement off with a kiss, making sure to distract him from the tickle fight. thankfully, it worked.

- after you both separated from your kiss he looked at you, a soft smile on his face.

- “i love you too!”

- you two finished your fort not long after, feeling proud of your shared build.

- it was after you both had time to rest when you brought up face masks

- his eyes lit up

- “do you have the bubble one?”

- you gave him a smile as you nod your head

- he loves bubble masks and i stand by this statement.

- he helps you put yours on, making sure to give your cheeks kisses before doing so

- you both decided to watch a movie while waiting for your masks to be done

- he throws popcorn at you for no reason whatsoever.

- once your masks were done he helped you take your off

- he demands to be the one to rinse your face off

- makes an absolute mess when he does though. water EVERYWHERE

- is so gentle when rubbing your face with water though so it’s okay

- beware he will bite your cheek once done though

- expects you to rinse his face too!

- you both finish and decide to go back to your fort and watch the rest of the movie

- cuddles are definitely involved

- you probably fall asleep before the movie ends though

- he actually lets you fall asleep and is cautious not to wake you up as he turns the movie off

“love you lots, y/n,” he whispers before planting a kiss on your forehead, snuggling into you to fall asleep as well.

unedited thanks for reading!

#requests #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk imagines #blue lock imagines #bllk fluff #blue lock fluff #blue lock drabbles #bllk drabbles #blue lock bachira #bllk bachira #meguru bachira #bachira meguru #bachira x reader

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thedevilssinner · 9 months

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The Spider Sleeps Tonight

I got an idea that got out of my hands. This was actually supposed to be an ask for @oharahive (check her page btw, she has amazing Miguel O’Hara fics. I can honestly recommend all of them💖) but I got carried away and it ended up like this so… enjoy.

I’m not a writer in any way. I honestly don’t know what possessed me but I just had to write this. Also, english isn’t my first language so if something is wrong, let me know. The same applies to spanish.

Before you start… let me tell you about the diapause phase to understand what I’m writing about. Diapause is a phase in a spider's life cycle where their development is temporarily paused due to harsh environmental conditions, like winter. During diapause, their metabolism slows down, and their body goes into a kind of "standby" mode. They don't eat much or move around much. Instead, they conserve energy and wait for more favorable conditions to resume their normal activities. It's like they're taking a winter nap to survive the cold.

What if the Spider-reader gained not only spider-like abilities but also this? Not exactly the same as the spiders but some variation of it.

The result is under the cut.

Pairing is Miguel O'Hara x spider!reader. Should be gender neutral if I didn't miss something. No smut, only fluff.

Imagine that your universe has harsher winters. Imagine that the outside temperatures are dropping lower and lower, the nights are getting longer, and you feel like you're not getting enough sleep. Not only are you trying to protect New York in your own universe, but you're also helping Miguel track down anomalies. You were constantly jumping across the multiverse, which confused your body even more, and you tried to brush the feeling off, thinking it was just because you had become so active. But you could sleep as much as you wanted and still feel dead tired. You became sluggish, your limbs felt heavier, and your movements became more thoughtful and deliberate as if your body was adjusting to a new rhythm you didn’t know. Your heart also beat slower and you felt very confused, but your duties as a hero of New York and a member of the Spider-Society kept you busy enough to stop thinking about it.

Other Spider-persons noticed your change, your easy going personality was still there, but your smile got smaller, your voice quieter and you mostly kept to yourself instead of talking to the people around you. But when they asked you, you brushed it off again, and blamed it on the winter blues, not wanting them to worry about you.

When you had time, you would often find a dark and quiet spot in the Spider-HQ, build a makeshift hammock out of your webs and take a nap there, or just lie down while you ate some food, because you were finally hungry. The building with all the spiders felt safer than any other place for some reason. It made you feel better. But as winter progressed in your world, even the Spider-HQ wasn’t enough until you found a safer place within - Miguel’s office. You went in to give him your report, but he wasn’t there, so you put it on the table and were going to leave, but something held you back. You could smell him all over the office, and in your mind you saw his image on the platform, looking at the footage and materials on the screens as usual, his fingers dancing across the keyboards as he quietly argued with Lyla. The image made you smile, because you had experienced this exact scenario countless times before, and it comforted you.

You always felt safe around Miguel and it has nothing to do with your teeny-tiny crush on him. You knew that despite his grumpiness, he was a good person who cared for each Spider-person in his own way. Maybe that’s why you did what you did. Because before you could think about it, you have another one of your web hammocks in between two pillars of Miguel’s office. You quickly crawl into it and fall asleep with a contented sigh.

*******

Miguel, who is always so observant, especially when it comes to you, also notices your behavior. To be honest, he had a soft spot for you. Actually… it was more than that. In almost a year you were in the Spider-Society, you were anything but reliable, your missions usually went smoothly, your reports were always straightforward and to the point, and although you were a gentle person that rarely got angry, you weren’t afraid to stand up to him when he was overly harsh with others – a trait he actually appreciated. At least from you. There was just something about you. Something more that others didn't have. You were also the only person who could successfully calm him down. You even made him smile.

Both of these things surprised him. He did not think he was capable of really smiling or having romantic feelings for anyone after everything he had been through, but your arrival changed everything. You were just so gentle and kind-hearted and always smiling… smiling on him, and that made him feel things he hadn’t expected to feel. Want things he wasn’t supposed to want. It made him terrified, but also desperate to be in your presence every waking moment.

But now you were acting differently and it made him worried. He heard you talking to other spiders and blaming your change on winter depression, but he had a feeling there was more to it than you were letting on. He wanted to talk to you soon to find out what was going on with you, because when he checked on your universe, there was nothing to make you like this.

What he didn’t expect was that one day he would find you asleep in his office. You were in a dark part of the office, curled up on yourself on a hammock made of your own webs, sleeping peacefully. Your breathing was shallow, shallower than it should be, and your heart was also beating slower than is normal for a sleeping person.

“What in the world is happening to you?” he wondered as he watched you sleep, thoughts running wildly through his head. “Lyla, find out if there is another Spider-person who has had or is having symptoms similar to theirs.” Miguel redirected his attention to his AI assistant. Deciding this would be probably the quickest way to figure things out. In fact, he didn't understand why he hadn't thought of it before.

“How about you add the magic word first?” asked the little holographic woman, and Miguel huffed in annoyance.

“Lyla! Find that information…" he ordered, “...please.” he decided to add.

“See, it wasn’t that hard.” replied Lyla, disappearing and working on what Miguel wanted her to do. It only took a few minutes and she reappeared. “So… there are a few Spider-persons who have the same symptoms. Most of them aren’t that known here so no one ever explored it that much but it’s nothing dangerous. It's related to the spider part of her. She’s going through something called diapause. It’s kind of like hibernation, but for insects and she’s still going to be able to function, more or less.” she explained.

Her words reassured Miguel, who was glad that it wasn't something dangerous, as he went through the information she found. He read folders about Spider-persons that had symptoms similar to yours. Everything he read reassured him more and more that you'd be fine, but it also made him not want to take you on any more missions. At least not the bigger ones. He knew you wouldn't like being cut off, and so far you’ve done well on your missions, but he didn’t want to risk it. He cared too much about you to let you continue.

His eyes wandered back to the spot where you were sleeping. You looked so small, snuggled up to yourself, and your breathing was so quiet. His fingers twitched with desire to touch you, and he unconsciously took a few steps toward you before holding back. He didn't want to wake you up. His eyes roamed over your body, listening to the soft sight that escaped your mouth as you wiggled in the hammock, making it sway a little. Your hair fell in your face and you scrunched your nose when it tickled you. Now he really couldn’t hold back. He stepped closer, reached out his hand to your face and brushed the hair out of your face as gently as he could.

*******

You are awakened by a gentle and warm touch on your face. You eagerly grab the hand and snuggle your face against it, enjoying the warmth emanating from it until your sleepy brain finally begins to function properly and you realize that you fell asleep in Miguel’s office and the hand you are snuggling to is probably his. You let go of it and slowly open your eyes, which immediately meet Miguel's maroon ones.

“Hey..." you murmur softly, cheeks slightly red and not knowing what to say. Should you apologize for using his office as your bedroom? Or just… say nothing about it?

“Hey..." Miguel replied, watching you. He didn’t look angry, which was a good sign. “I think it’s time we had a talk,” he continued, and you swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous. Those words almost never meant anything good, but you nodded in agreement and slowly sat up in the hammock, your gaze now fixed on the floor.

“Do you know what’s happening to you?” Miguel asked, getting straight to the point. You wanted to answer that nothing was happening to you, but you held back. You didn’t want to lie, not to him.

“I… no. I don’t.” you admit, still not looking at him. “I just feel… tired and my limbs feel heavy and I feel like my whole body is slowing down, but I…. I swear I’m still able to do my missions. I’m still useful. It’s not that bad, I swear.” you finally look back up at him, your eyes filled with fear. You were afraid that Miguel would tell you that you were done with Spider-Society.

“Calm down, arañita,” Miguel said gently, which surprised you a little. It wasn’t often that he spoke to you like that and gave you a pet name, but it was nice. “Lyla has already found other Spider-Men with similar symptoms. You're in diapause, which is common for spiders. Your metabolism is slowing down because of the winter in your world, but it'll be fine. When spring starts, you should feel normal again,” he assured you, and your body relaxed as you processed his words.

“So, I’m okay and you... you're not kicking me out?” you wanted to make sure you understand correctly.

“Yes and no. I’m not kicking you out, but there will be some changes..."

*******

After the conversation you had with Miguel, few things really changed for you. Miguel no longer let you go on big missions, only smaller ones and only occasionally, even though you protested that you were capable of handling it. The only consolation was that he gave you another task instead, which was to organize his office. Putting all the equipment in its place, cleaning up his tools, and so on. You knew he was doing this to distract you from not being able to go on missions, but you were still grateful for it, and you still had to protect your own version of New York. Patrolling at night and fighting with villains that decided to show even in the freezing temperatures. But whenever you could, you walk through the multidimensional portal into the Spider-Society’s lobby and then right into Miguel's office.

You felt safest when you were with him. Your tired body relaxes and your mind becomes still. Enjoying when you worked silently alongside him. Miguel would fix or update the multiversal gizmo, look at something on the screens, or just do whatever he needed while you organized different parts of the office or handed him the tools he needed. But sometimes you also talked… about everything and nothing. About your lives, about the weather in your universe, the diapause you were going through, the embarrassing moments you both experienced when you started out as Spider-Man and woman and it was just so nice. It introduced you to new sides of Miguel, but unfortunately also deepened your feelings for him.

You already knew that the admiration you had initially felt for him had turned into a bit of a crush, but now that you had spent much more time with him, your feelings had deepened. Every smile you saw before he hid it, every tender word he graced you with, made you fall even more in love with him. Besides, there were times when you fell asleep in the hammock you still had in his office, but you never slept for long because you were always awakened by Miguel's hand in your hair. You didn't understand how he never noticed that you were awake, but his fingers lightly stroking your head was something incredibly pleasant, and you had no intention of ever stopping him, your eyes still closed and enjoying his care until you fell asleep again. It made you hopeful that there could be something more than friendship between the two of you, but Miguel never said anything and you were too afraid of ruining the friendship you had to say anything.

*******

After a month and a half of you spending your time with Miguel, things changed for both of you. He was checking surveillance footage, when you walked into his office. You were a little bit late, usually appearing soon after you're done with the patrol in your universe but he tried to not stress about it.

But when he turned his head to you, he could see that he should have been stressed.

“Mierda..." he gasped “What happened to you? How bad is it?” he asked, quickly jumping to your side and letting his eyes wander over your body to see where you were hurt. You had a busted lip, and your suit was torn in some places, showing your bleeding skin underneath. It looked like someone had tried to shred your suit apart with claws while you were still wearing it.

“I’m… fine. I just met my own version of Prowler, who was actually a younger Hobie. That was really weird, if you ask me,” you replayed tiredly, dropping into your hammock and groaning in pain.

Miguel paused for a moment, but quickly recovered. Your health was much more important to him than Hobie Prowler right now. He shot out one of his webs, which momentarily illuminates your surroundings red, and pulled a nearby first aid kit towards him, rummaging through it.

“I’m sure it was, and we can talk about it later, but for now…. take off your suit so I can treat you.” he finally spoke again and immediately after that, he heard you gasp.

“Um… Miguel, you do realize that I’m only wearing my underwear underneath, right?” you ask him and Miguel stills, lifting his head up and looking at you. He could see your wide eyes and red cheeks. To be honest, he did not realize that, even though he should because no one was wearing much under the suit, your words repeating in his head. The image of you only in underwear flooding his mind. He closed his eyes for a moment and cleared his throat.

“No, I uh… I didn’t realize that. Wait a second,” he said and quickly disappeared into the depths of his office. He knew he had some clothes here, for whatever reason, and quickly found them. “Here, put these on,” he said, handing you a shirt and a pair of shorts. Your hands touched his as you took the clothes from him, and you gave him a grateful smile.

“Thank you,” you murmur, and your soft voice and the touch of your hands make him clear his throat again.

“No problem. I will… leave you alone for a moment. Call for me when you’re done.” replied Miguel, quickly walking away and trying to calm himself down. You’re injured and the only thing he can think about now is your almost naked body? He really should do something about his growing obsession with you.

Seriously, get a grip, Miguel!

He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying not to hear the sound of you changing.

“Miguel? I’m done.” he hears your voice after a minute, quickly returning back to you. Immediately noticing how good you’re looking in his clothes.

This is torture.

"Good… let's get you patched up." he says outloud, kneeling before you and taking the first aid kit again. Pulling out stuff he needs. “Show me your left hand.” he orders while he’s spraying the cotton ball with antiseptic.

*******

When Miguel gave you his clothes and left, your eyes followed him for a few seconds, but then you put the clothes on the hammock, quickly got up, and took off your suit. When you were done, you first took his shorts and pulled them over your legs. Thank goodness the waistband could be tightened with a drawstring, otherwise it would have fallen off for sure. Then you took the shirt and before you put it on, you slowly brought it up to your face and sniffed it. It was a clean shirt, but still…. it smelled like Miguel. You grip the shirt tighter for a moment, take a deep breath, and then finally pull it over your head.

When you were sure that every important part of your body was covered, you called for Miguel and watched him as he came back to you. There was something in his eyes when he saw you in his clothes, but you couldn't put your finger on it. Watching him quietly as he knelt in front of you and rummaged in the first aid kit again until he asked you to show him your hand.

You obediently offered him your left hand, with three angry scratches on your upper arm.

Miguel took you by the wrist, his large, warm hand squeezing gently, pulling you a little closer while he moved his other hand closer to the scratches, running the cotton ball lightly over them. You hissed softly at the burn of the disinfectant, but otherwise held still, feeling his thumb gently stroking your wrist.

When he was finished with the left hand, he immediately took you by the right one and carefully disinfected the wounds there. He patched up deeper wounds with a band-aid and then went to your legs, your breath catching in your throat as his hand grasped the underside of one of your thighs. He pulls your leg closer, foot between his legs, almost pressing in a place you shouldn’t be thinking about. Your heartbeat quickened despite your slowed down body, and you were sure your cheeks were red. The silence between the two of you was heavy, interrupted only by Miguel's apology when he pressed a little too hard on a wound.

You always assured him that it was okay, your voice wavering a little. Obediently lifting your… well, his shirt up,when he wanted you to. Showing the wound on your stomach and feeling his fingers stroking your skin as he was cleaning it. This wasn't supposed to be sexual under any circumstances, so why was it with Miguel?

“There you go, done.” your thoughts were interrupted by Miguel’s voice. You let the shirt fall back down, covering your stomach again. You are glad it’s finally done and look back up into Miguel’s face, ready to thank him but the darkened gaze of his eyes makes you choke on your words. You gulp and instead of just saying thank you, something urges you to say something different.

“I should kiss you,” you whisper, “you know, as a thank you for taking such good care of me.”

You could see Miguel’s Adam's apple bobbing when he swallowed, his eyes starting to glow more red. “There… there’s no need.” he replies, his voice sounding deeper than before, but even as he refuses, his hands grab your hips and pull you closer to the edge of the hammock.

“But I want to..." you breathe out, and your hands find their way into his hair. Before he can say anything, you lean closer to him and press your lips to his. You feel his body tense, briefly convinced that you've made a mistake and should pull away, but then he returns your kiss. It’s slow and gentle, both of you feeling each other up. His lips are surprisingly soft and full, making you hum happily and lean into him even more. It's exactly what you've wanted to do for a long time, your fingers gently stroking through his hair.

It took you some time to finally break away from his lips. Both of you are breathing erratically, your cheeks are hot and his hair is disheveled. Honestly, you could kiss Miguel forever and it still wouldn't be enough.

“Cariño..." Miguel sighs and presses his forehead against yours. “What are you doing to me?” He asks, and you can hear the heat in his voice, making you shiver as his hands grip your hips tightly.

“I can ask the same,” you reply, still stroking his hair. “What… What does this kiss… mean to you?” you ask afterwards, still unsure if you both have the same feelings.

“Everything. It means everything to me,” he answers and you give him a soft smile. He looks so vulnerable at this moment. His usual scowling face is gone and all you can see from the color of his eyes is a thin red circle around his dilated pupils and…. are his cheeks pink?

Is the grumpy leader of Spider-Society blushing? Is he blushing because we kissed?

You ask yourself and immediately decide that yes… he is blushing and definitely because of the kiss. It made you unbelievably happy to see him like this.

“I love you,” you say softly and without thinking about it, but still… your words are true.

“I… feel the same.” Says Miguel after a moment of silence. You could hear that he wanted to say something else, but you also knew how hard it was for him to talk about his feelings sometimes, and that was okay. You both had time. There was no need to rush into this.

“I’m glad you do,” you smile again and give him a light kiss on the lips.

“Will you lie down with me now? Please...", you ask him, making a pleading face. You were tired after your fight with Prowler and Miguel’s arms looked so inviting.

Miguel had the audacity to chuckle. Chuckle! But then he nodded.

“Of course,” he replied, rising from his kneeling position and then climbing into the hammock with you. It wasn’t very big, so you had to lie on top of Miguel to fit in, but that didn’t bother you in the least, your head on his chest and his hands around your waist.

A happy sigh escapes your lips and you close your eyes. You have never felt this cozy before, and after a few seconds you started to fall asleep. One of Miguel’s hands slowly traveled up your back and into your hair, gently stroking it as he had done before, and before you fell completely asleep, you heard Miguel’s soft “I love you too.”

The End

(Note: The first Prowler was indeed a teenager Hobie Brown)

(Note 2: The name of the story is a remake of 'The lion sleeps tonight' song, idk why)

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