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Burnt Face and Second Base

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Synopsis: Peter can’t seem to stop accidentally hurting his crush

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Peter opened his locker and hid behind the door so that he could stare at you without detection. All you were doing was printing something off a campus printer, but you made it look like an enchanting performance that had Peter captivated by your every move. Peter had been in college for three months now and found himself pinning for you for most of that time. You hadn’t spoken yet, but he held out for the day that you would.

“Who are you staring at?” Ned asked at full volume, making students passing by look and laugh at Peter.

“Would you keep your voice down? Jesus. Everybody heard that.” Peter whispered harshly and checked to make sure you hadn’t heard Ned. Ned followed Peters gaze and when he saw you, he smiled deviously.

“Oh. I know who you’re looking at.” Ned said as he raised his eyebrows up and down.

“I can’t help it. I love it when she wears her hair like that.” Peter sighed and leaned his cheek against his locker door as he continued to stare at you.

“You say that every day.”

“I know.” Peter sighed again and watched as you flipped your hair over your shoulder. You seemed to move in slow motion as you pulled your hair to one side so you could take a sip from the water fountain. Peter smiled dreamily as he watched you until you accidentally made eye contact. Peter quickly turned around so you wouldn’t see him staring.

“Do you think she ever stares at me?” He asked Ned.

“I think you’d know if she did. You know, since you’re always staring at her.”

“Ugh. You’re totally right. Why won’t she ever look at me?” Peter whined and shot another look at you.

“Have you tried speaking to her?” Ned asked. “Or are you hoping she’ll get the hint through your spider telepathic abilities?”

“Ned, for the last time, I do not have telepathic abilities. If regular spiders aren’t telepathic, then why would I be?”

“You say regular spiders aren’t telepathic with such confidence but how would you know? How do you really know?” Ned asked and shook Peters shoulders.

“Oh my God.” Peter groaned and turned back to look at you. He watched you laugh at something your friend said and wondered how amazing it would feel to be the one making you laugh.

“Do you think it could ever work? Do you think I could ever have a normal relationship with these stupid abilities?” Peter asked quietly as he stared at you.

“They’re not stupid, Peter.” Ned assured him. “I would kill to be telepathic.”

“I’m not telepathic.” Peter groaned and looked down at the web shooter that was peaking out from his sleeve. He knew it was unrealistic that he could ever have a normal relationship and sighed wistfully. Ned looked between you and Peter for a second and felt a pang of guilt of his friend.

“I think it could work. You and her, I mean.” Ned told him.

“You do?” Peter asked skeptically and shut his locker.

“Yeah. I do. Who says your abilities, telepathic or not, have to stop you from having a normal relationship? As long as you treat her right and don’t hurt her, it would work.”

Peter took a second and thought about what Ned had said and wondered if he was right. He’d never admit it to Ned, but the reason he never tried to talk to you wasn’t because he thought being Spiderman and being in a relationship at the same time wouldn’t work. It was because he was scared that the relationship could work, but would fail because of something that Peter did that had nothing to do with Spiderman. It was easy to blame his double life as an excuse not to talk to you instead of admitting that he was scared of messing it up on his own accord. That kept him from ever trying to ask you out but with Neds pep talk, he felt like it was worth a shot. He unlocked his locker again with a plan to write a note to you that he could slip into your backpack as you passed by.

“Thanks for saying that, man. I really hope I could make it work if I ever got the chance. Because I really like this girl. I would never hurt her.” Peter said as he swung his locker back open. He heard a clash, followed by a pained whine. Peter frowned and shut his locker only to find you standing right there with both hands over your nose.

“Y/n?!” Peter gasped in shock when he realized what he had done.

“Ouch.” You winced and pulled your hands away from your nose. Peter watched your eyes widen when you saw the amount of blood that had gushed out of your nose.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there.” Peter quickly apologized as he fumbled around his pocket for a tissue.

“Yeah, it really felt that way.” You said as you pinched your nose and tilted your head up to try and stop the bleeding. Peter pulled out a bunch of tissues and gently held them up to your nose as his other hand went to the back of your head. You made eye contact for a minute and you found the look of absolute panic on Peters face to be quite adorable. You smiled a little, but quickly stopped when it made your nose throb angrily.

“Ow.” You flinched and put your hand over Peters to hold the tissues in place. Peter gulped and felt his face flush at the first time the two of you had not only spoken, but made physical contact.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n. Can I take you to the nurse?” Peter offered.

“Yes please.” Your voice came out nasally due to your nose being pinched.

Peter wrapped one arm around you and kept the other on your nose as he walked with you to the campus nurse. He sat with you in the waiting room and gave you a fresh bouquet of tissues to soak up the still flowing blood.

“Is it bad?” You asked him, still not having seen yourself. You had blood all down your face and neck but Peter was not about to tell you that.

“No. It’s not bad.” He said unconvincingly. You gave him a skeptical look and pulled the tissues away to inspect the damage.

“Oh God. That’s a lot of blood.” You gulped when you saw the saturated tissue.

“Is it? I don’t think its that much.” Peter played dumb in an attempt to keep you calm.

“You said it wasn’t bad. I look like I just ate somebody.” You laughed and playfully shoved him.

“I was trying to make you feel better. Your nose looks like that “Can’t Help Myself” robot.” Peter smiled a little now that he had heard you laughing. It felt just as amazing as he imagined and hoped it meant you weren’t mad at him.

“Oh good. That’s my favorite artwork.“ You laughed again and it sent a flush to Peters cheeks.

“It is? That wasn’t too niche of a reference to make?”

“It probably was. But I understood it.” You shrugged. You and Peter looked at each other again as a comfortable silence settled between you. It wasn’t much, but it was a rare moment of feeling seen for the both of you.

“How’d you know my name, by the way? I heard you say it after giving me a face full of locker.” You asked Peter as he switched out your tissues for fresh ones.

“Oh, uh, I asked one of your friends what it was. Gwen told me, I think.” Peter admitted without looking into your eyes.

“You asked her what my name was? Why?” You laughed shyly and anxiously waited for the answer.

“Because I wanted to know it.” Peter said simply as he finally looked into your eyes. Your jaw dropped a little then closed in a smile. No boy had ever sought out your name before, at least not to your knowledge, so you couldn’t help but feel flattered by the gesture.

“Well now I want to know your name. Since you wanted to know mine.” You said with a teasing smile.

“It’s Peter. Peter Parker.”

“Thanks for taking me to the nurse, Peter Parker.” You said, sending shivers down Peters spine with the way you said his name.

“It’s the least I could do after giving you a face full of locker, as you put it.”

You smiled in delight at him using your words from earlier. You looked into each other eyes again but before you could say anything else, the nurse arrived.

“What do we have here?” She asked as she looked at you.

“I hit her with my locker.” Peter sheepishly admitted.

“It was an accident.” You added when you saw the way she looked at Peter. Peter found it sweet that you would jump to his defense after what he did it you.

“Jesus. How hard did you hit her?” The nurse asked as she removed the tissues from your nose to inspect it.

“Not that hard.”

“It was pretty hard.” You mumbled.

The nurse started to feel around your nose, making you wince in pain. You instinctively grabbed Peters hand and squeezed it every time the nurse hurt you. And every time, Peter was a blushing mess.

“Okay. It doesn’t look broken but it’s definitely gonna swell. Let me get some ice.” The nurse smiled sweetly at you and went into her office.

“Hey, at least it’s not broken.” You shrugged and gingerly touched your nose.

“I know. But still. I totally messed up your pretty face because I had to fling my locker open like that. I’m such an idiot.” Peter sighed and rubbed his face with his free hand since you had yet to let go of his other one. This just further confirmed his theory that he’d mess up your relationship just from being himself.

“You think I’m pretty?” You smiled shyly. Peters eyes flew open when he realized what he said and he had to think fast.

“You don’t?” He scoffed playfully, making your smile grow.

“Well right now I imagine I look like Carrie at the prom. Post pigs blood.”

“Hey, Carrie was hardcore. She was my first crush.” Peter shrugged, making you laugh. Peter smiled proudly at all the times he had been able to make you laugh.

“You’re a little weirdo, aren’t you?” You said, making Peters smile drop. You had meant in in an endearing way, but Peter hadn’t realized that.

“Oh, uh…” He trailed off as he struggled to find something to say. Before he could, the nurse came back.

“Here you go. Keep the ice on it and return it when it’s not cold anymore.” She instructed as she handed you an ice pack.

“Thank you.” You said as you carefully placed it on your nose, flinching from the cold.

“You can stay here for the rest of the period. You and your friend.” The nurse said before leaving you and Peter alone in the waiting room.

“Here. I don’t want your hands to get cold.” Peter said as he took the ice pack from you. He wrapped it in a napkin he had fished out of his backpack before holding it against your nose. The ice pack was more bearable now that it had the napkin buffer so you sighed in relief, all while finding it incredibly sweet that he was holding the ice pack for you so that your hands wouldn’t get cold.

“You don’t have to stay if you don’t want. I’ll be fine.”

“No way. I’m not leaving you after the crime I committed.” Peter sighed with guilt.

“Thanks.” You chuckled.

“For what? Smashing your face in with my locker?”

“For staying.” You shrugged and gave him another shy smile. Peter felt his face heat up so he pretended to be busy with the ice pack so that he wouldn’t have to look into your eyes.

“It’s the least I could do after hitting you with a metal door at full speed.” He mumbled in embarrassment.

“Yeah. Maybe.” You chuckled, secretly thrilled that he was staying. The two of you made eye contact again as you both wondered if something was happening here.

“So what class are you missing right now?” You asked him.

“Business ethics.”

“Business ethics? What’s that?”

“Fuck if I know. I just switch between different tabs on my laptop until the class is over.” Peter admired honestly, but you laughed thinking it was a joke. Peter felt his relax a little now that he knew you weren’t mad at him.

“What about you? What class are you missing?” He asked you.

“Intro to western art history.”

“Oh. Sounds fun.” Peter laughed sarcastically.

“It’s not. It’s a gen ed requirement. You’re actually doing me a favor by helping me skip it.” You told him.

“I’m glad you see it as a favor because I’ve never been more embarrassed.”

“Please. We’ve all hit someone in the face with a locker before.”

“Have we?” Peter said skeptically.

“Maybe not.” You admitted. “But it’s kinda my fault for standing so close to your locker.”

“Oh yeah. You were really close to my locker.”Peter realized. “Were you gonna come talk to me or something?”

“I honestly can’t even remember.”

“Because I gave you a concussion?” Peter joked it off but felt slightly disappointed that you hadn’t been coming up to talk to him.

“Probably.” You laughed, making Peter laugh as well.

You stayed in the nurses office until your ice pack wasn’t cold anymore and promptly returned to to her. You walked out of the office beside Peter just as the class period was ending.

“So I’ll see you around?” Peter asked hopefully.

“I hope you see me next time. Maybe you’ll open your locker a little slower.” You teased him, making Peter blush.

“Bye, Peter Parker.” You smiled shyly and squeezed his arm.

“Bye, Y/n.” He said softly as you walked away. You looked over your shoulder to wave at him before disappearing behind a building. Peter stood there and sighed as he replayed the entirety of your interaction in his head.

“How’d it go with Y/n? Did she make it?” Ned asked when he caught up with Peter later that day.

“Did she make it? I hit her with a locker, Ned. Not a bullet.”

“Excuse me for asking.” Ned mumbled.

“Sorry. I’m just a little distracted. Y/n called me a weirdo.” Peter recalled with a frown.

“Oh. That’s odd. In a good way or a bad way?”

“I don’t know. Is there a good way to be a weirdo?” Peter sighed, already knowing the answer.

“Maybe she meant it in an endearing way.” Ned offered.

“I hope so. It doesn’t matter anyway. There’s no coming back from hitting her with my locker.”

“Maybe there is. At least now you know you can never embarrass yourself in front of her more than you already did.”

“Oh yeah.” Peter smiled in relief. “You’re right. That takes a lot of the pressure off knowing the worst thing that can happen between us has already happened.”

A week later, Peter and Ned sat in the library as they prepared for an upcoming test. Peter hadn’t seen you since the locker incident and he was starting to worry that he’d completely blown it with you. You seemed to hit it off in the nurses office but now he wondered if you were just being nice and didn’t actually plan on ever speaking to him again.

“Dude, can you toss me my notebook?” Ned requested across the library table

“Which one?” Peter asked and rummaged through Neds backpack.

“The red one.”

“Okay. Heads up.” Peter said and threw the notebook to Ned. Peter had momentarily forgot that he was 10x stronger now from the spider bite so his casually toss ended up sending the notebook flying across the entire library with a perfect spiral. As if in slow motion, you started to walk in the direction of the airborne notebook with your earbuds in. People tried to warn you about the notebook heading your way, but you couldn’t hear anything over your music. Peter looked up just in time to see the notebook hit you in the eye and send you crumpling to the floor.

“Ah!” You called out as you put a hand over your injured eye.

“What?! Where did you even come from?” Peter shrieked in disbelief as he ran to you to help you sit up.

“I was coming to say hi to you.” You said in a pained voice.

“You were?” Peter stopped freaking out for a moment to smile.

“Yeah. Then the Fire Nation attacked.” You winced and took your hand away from your eye. You had a red mark going across your eye and the most bloodshot eye Peter had ever seen, but he tried to keep his face neutral so you wouldn’t freak out.

“That doesn’t look so bad.” He said with a high pitched voice, making you give him an unconvinced look.

“At least you missed my nose this time.” You said with a weak smile.

“I know. But I got you right in the eye. I’m so sorry.” Peter frowned as he helped you get up.

“It’s okay. I got another one.”

“Can I walk you to the nurse?” Peter offered.

“Well I definitely can’t see myself there.”

“I’m so sorry. I’ll take you there. Oh geez. I’m so sorry.” He continued to apologize as he wrapped an arm around your waist to help you walk to the nurses office. Peter couldn’t believe that this had happened a second time and knew his chances with you were 100% down the drain now.

“You two again? What happened this time?” The nurse asked when she saw you and Peter entering the office.

“I threw a notebook in her face.” Peter said with a defeated sigh.

“He got me right in the eye.” You said as you took your hand away from your eye.

“He sure did. Let me take a look.” The nurse said as she took a flashlight out of her pocket. It wasn’t painful, but you still grabbed Peters hand for comfort. He blushed at the action and gave your hand a squeeze to let you know he was there.

“Okay. Luckily he didn’t scratch your cornea but this is definitely going to bruise.” The nurse told you.

“Oh. Lovely.” You said sarcastically.

“First I made you bleed and now I gave you a black eye? I’m so sorry. I don’t know what to say.” Peter said as he looked at you with guilty eyes.

“I don’t know what you can say either.” You shrugged. “I’ve never been in this situation before.”

“Um, black eyes are hot?” Peter offered weakly, making you laugh.

“They better be. What’s next? Are you gonna knock my teeth out?”

“Not on purpose.” Peter replied, making you laugh again. He laughed as well and soon looked into each others eyes as a comfortable silence settled between you. Peter felt the connection he felt the first time he had taken you to the nurses office and smiled shyly until he remembered something you had said.

“Hey, what did you mean the other day when you said I was a weirdo?” He wondered.

“Oh, you remember that? I didn’t mean it in a bad way. I hope you didn’t take it that way. I meant it in a good way.”

“Is there a good way to be a weirdo?” He asked skeptically.

“Of course there is. It’s you.” You said with a sheepish smile. Peter felt himself relax now that he knew you didn’t think he was too weird to talk too.

“Oh. Okay. Cool.” He smiled back just as the nurse came back.

“Here you go. Ice it and bring it back once it’s warm.”

“I know the drill.” You said as you got off the chair.

“I’ll walk you to class.” Peter offered as he held the door for you to leave the nurses office.

“Aw. Thanks.” You smiled as you pressed the ice pack to your eye. You sighed in relief and felt your pain melt away. The hand that wasn’t holding the ice pack bumped into Peters a few times on the walk to your next class but neither of you was bold enough to take the others hand.

“This is my building.” You said with slight disappointment once you reached your class.

“See you around?” Peter asked, hoping you’d make a plan to purposefully see each other.

“Don’t think I’ll be seeing much of anything for a while.” You chuckled and gestured to your eye.

“Right. Sorry again.” Peter apologized.

“It’s all right. Bye, Peter.” You waved and started going up the steps to your building.

“Bye.” Peter waved back, disappointed that you were once again getting away with no plans to see each other in the future. He hoped he’d run into you again soon, without injuring you this time.

The next time you saw each other came sooner than expected when you spotted Peter on line for a coffee shop on campus. You got behind him in line and tapped his shoulder.

“Hey Peter.” You smiled to greet him.

“Hey…” Peter turned around and trailed off when he saw the black eye he had given you.

“What?” You asked and insecurely touched your eye.

“Nothing. Nothing at all. You just look really pretty today. I like your hair like that.” He quickly recovered and tried not to look at the eye.

“Aw, thank you.” You smiled shyly. “I was wondering when I’d see you again.”

“Really? You were?” He asked hopefully.

“Yeah. I felt a little lopsided with just the one black eye. I thought you might want to throw a rock or a brick at me or something to even me out.” You teased him, making him feel a mixture of embarrassment from hurting you and excitement that you had an inside joke now.

“I’m so so sorry about the eye. I feel horrible. I would never hurt a girl or anybody and I-“

“Hey, relax. I’m just teasing you.” You assured him as you gave his arm and gentle squeeze. Peter looked down at your hand on his arm and felt his entire face turn pink.

“Oh. Right. Sorry.” He laughed timidly.

“I actually think the black eye makes me look hardcore. Like Carrie.”

“My first crush. You remembered.” Peter smiled in surprise.

“I did. Because it’s the weirdest first crush I’ve ever heard.” You laughed at him.

“Oh yeah? Who was your first crush?”

“The pizza boy in Home Alone.” You shrugged.

“What?” Peter laughed. “That’s way more obscure and weird than mine.”

“No way. The pizza boy from Home Alone didn’t kill anybody with his mind.”

“That we know of.” Peter corrected, making you laugh and lean into him. Peter felt his face warm up from the physical contact and was shocked at how well your conversation was going.

“Let me buy your drink to make up for the black eye. And the bloody nose. And whatever else I end up doing to you.” Peter offered when you moved to the front of the line.

“You really don’t have to do that.”

“I insist.”

“Aw. What a gentleman.” You laughed shyly and squeezed his arm out of appreciation.

“Together or separate?” The cashier asked after you and Peter ordered.

“Together.” Peter answered before shooting you a wink. You winked back and stepped to the side as you waited for your drinks. Soon enough, Peter was handed his hot chocolate you were handed your matcha.

“Thank you for paying. That was really sweet.” You said as you clinked your drink against his.

“Thanks for continuing to speak to me after I gave you a black eye.” Peter replied, making you laugh.

“What are you drinking anyway?” He wondered and nodded towards your cup.

“Matcha. Have you ever had it?”

“No. That’s the green one right?”

“Yeah, the green one.” You chuckled. “You want to try it?”

The thought of putting his lips where yours had been made Peters face flush and he nodded eagerly.

“Yeah. Sure.” He tried not to sound as excited as he felt as he accepted the cup. Peter took a big sip of the drink and was instantly met with a burning hot sensation on his tongue. He instinctively spit the drink out, which spewed hot matcha latte all over your face. Peter slapped his hand over his mouth while you scrunched your face from the hot liquid hitting you.

“Oh my God! I’m sorry! It was hot!” Peter quickly explained as he grabbed a bunch of napkins.

“I can tell.” You said dryly as you wiped the matcha out of your eyes.

“Let me help. I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize it would be that hot.” Peter apologized profusely as he dabbed your face clean with his wad of napkins.

“Yep. Hot drinks tend to be hot.” You smiled sarcastically as you wiped the matcha off your clothes.

“Oh no. I got it all over you. Let me help.” Peter offered and started to dab the stain he had made on your shirt. He put a hand on you to keep you steady as he dabbed at a particular large stain.

“Uh, Peter-“

“I can’t believe this keeps happening. I’m really so sorry.” He cut you off.

“Peter, can you just-“

“I swear I’m not doing this to you on purpose. It just seems like no matter what I do, I end up hurting you or burning you or-“

“Peter, can you get your hand off my boob?” You cut in, making Peter freeze. His eyes slowly moved to his hand and he realized that he had placed it directly on your boob. His eyes then went to his other hand, which had been wiping at your other boob to get the matcha off. Peter immediately held up his hands and took a step back from you.

“Oh my God. Oh my God. My hand, I didn’t-“

“It’s fine. You didn’t realize. It’s okay.” You cut him off to spare the embarrassment for the both of you.

“Oh my God. Oh God, I am so sorry. I didn’t even notice.“ Peter pan kicked and gripped his hair with his hands.

“You didn’t notice that your hand was on my boob?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Not that you’re flat!” Peter quickly explained. “I’m not saying you’re flat at all. You have really nice boobs. Not that I stare at them. But I felt them! But not on purpose. I was just trying to get the matcha off of you and I totally groped you. Right after spitting hot liquid in your face. Oh god. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. Really. I know it wasn’t on purpose. Just like all our other encounters weren’t on purpose.” You chuckled as you finished cleaning yourself up.

“Can I walk you to the nurse?” Peter offered weakly.

“I think I’ll be fine. I’m not sure she can do much for a burnt face and second base.” You shrugged, making Peters face turn bright red.

“I totally didn’t mean to go to second base on you. We haven’t even gone to first base yet.”

“Yet?” You raised an eyebrow, making Peter cover his mouth with both his hands.

“Not that I’m expecting anything from you! I didn’t mean it like that. I meant it more in a “no, not like this” kinda way like in New Girl season 2 episode 15 titled Cooler. That’s what I meant.” Peter said all in one breath.

“That’s the episode when Nick and Jess kiss, right?” You smiled shyly when you realized he was implying that he wanted to kiss you in the longest and strangest way possible.

“Damn. You really get my weird references.” Peter said, mostly to himself.

“Such a weirdo.” You chuckled. “Thanks for the matcha. And for the feel up.”

Peters burned a hot pink as you waved and walked away from him. Even after two embarrassing moments in a row, you were still being nice to him. If he didn’t know any better, he almost believed you liked him back.

A few days later, Peter sat on a bench on campus as he waited for Ned. He hadn’t spoken to you since the matcha incident, something he had still not been able to think about without it cringing. He didn’t want to hurt you again, but on the event of it happening again, he hoped he’d get your number next time.

“The vending machine is all out of Sprite so I had to get Mountain Dew. Do you know what flavor this even is?” Ned complained as he sat down on the bench with a can of Mountain Dew in hand.

“I don’t know. Mountain?” Peter shrugged.

“Interesting.” Ned looked at the can with a newfound respect before taking a sip.

“Well?” Peter wondered about the verdict.

“It’s definitely mountain flavored.” Ned nodded and took another sip.

“Ugh. I hate these shoes. The laces are way too long so they’re always untied.” Peter whined when he saw his untied shoelace lying on the ground.

“That one’s untied too.” Ned said once Peter tied his shoe.

“It is?” Peter asked and stuck his foot out to check. As fate would have it, you were walking by right as he stuck his foot out. You tripped over Peters foot and landed on the ground with a hard thud. Peter heard the noise but was scared to look down, having a sinking suspicion that it was you who he had just tripped.

“Please tell me that wasn’t-“

“Ow.” You groaned from the floor, cutting Peter off.

“Oh no. How does this keep happening?” Peter asked the sky before looked down to see you. Your face was scratched from the fall and you had a leaf stuck in your hair.

“Hey Peter. Nice to see you again.” You smiled weakly as you rolled over on the pavement.

“You too.” He nodded. “Is that a new top?”

“It is. I’m kinda whatever about it.” You said waved your hand back and forth.

“It’s nice. I like the sleeves.”

“So do I.” You smiled and held up your arm to admire the lacy sleeves of your shirt.

“Cool, cool. So um, did you ankle always bend that way?” Peter asked and nervously flicked his eyes to your ankle. You prompted yourself up on your elbows and looked down to see your ankle bending the wrong direction.

“Not that I was aware of.” You shrugged, the pain not hitting you yet. Peter immediately got down on the floor to help you sit up.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you walking by. I’m gonna take you to the nurse.”

“What else is new?” You mumbled as Peter slipped an arm around you.

“Here. I got you.” Peter said and lifted you off the ground with ease. He carried you bridal style in the direction of the nurses office.

“Is this really necessary?” You whispered when you noticed the other students staring at you and Peter.

“Yes. You shouldn’t put any weight on it until you know it’s not broken.”

“I guess so.” You shrugged and stayed silent for the rest of the walk. You wouldn’t admit this out loud, but being carried made you feel like a princess that had just been rescued from a tower. It was cliche and outdated, but it made you feel special. You looked up at Peter before resting your head in the crook of his neck, your way of silently thanking him for carrying you. Peter gulped at the action but felt too flustered to say anything to you.

“Hey.” Peter timidly announced his arrival as he carried you into the nurses office.

“Be fucking for real.” The nurse said and put her hands on her hips.

“She tripped over my-“

“I don’t even want to hear it.” She held up a hand. “Put her down while I get some ice.”

“Thank you.” You called as the nurse disappeared into the back. Peter carefully set you down in a chair and took his backpack off his back to give you something to rest your foot on.

“Make sure to keep her foot…” The nurse trailed off when she saw that Peter had already done what she was about to say.

“Elevated.” She finished. “Good. Let me take a look, baby.”

You gripped Peters hand as the nurse inspected your ankle and winced every few seconds from the pain. This was definitely the worse injury Peter had caused thus far and he could not feel worse about it. He squeezed your hand tightly before putting his other hand around it.

“You’re lucky this isn’t broken. It’s just twisted. I’m gonna give you this splint and some crutches. In the mean time, ice it and keep your weight off of it.” The nurse instructed as she wrapped your foot and placed it in a splint.

“Okay.” You nodded to let her know you understood.

“And do me a favor?” She asked with a smily.

“Yeah. Anything.”

“Stay away from each other.” Her smile dropped. “You’re clearly each other bad luck charm or something. How many more signs from the universe do you need before you realize you shouldn’t be around each other?”

You and Peter sat in silence as the nurse got up and left the room. You were both wondering if what she said was true because deep down, you’d both even thinking the same thing.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry.” Peter said after a beat of silence.

“You have to stop apologizing, Peter. It was an accident. They were all accidents.”

“I can’t stop apologizing. I’m sorry I can never be normal around you. Every interaction we have ends with you getting hurt because of something I did. It’s probably better that I just stay away from you for the rest of college. Which I really don’t want to do but if it keeps you safe from me, it might be the best option. So if this is our last encounter, just know that I really am sorry for all of it. I would never hurt you on purpose. I don’t know how it happened so many times. The universe must hate me or something. Or maybe it hates you. Anyways, I just have this big stupid crush on you but for some reason, I can’t stop hurting you.” Peter sighed and looked down at the ground.

“You have a big stupid crush on me?” You asked as a smile tugged at your lips. Peter perked up when he heard the hope in your voice. He looked up at you and saw that you looked happy about his confession.

“The biggest and the most stupid.” He admitted, making your smile grow.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You asked him.

“Well most of our interactions happen in this room after I’ve severely injured you so it never really felt like a good time.” Peter laughed dryly.

“Yeah. Maybe not.” You agreed. “But at least I know now.”

“You do know now. Oh God. You know now.” Peter realized and started to panic a little. You could see him starting to freak out so you thought of something to calm him down.

“You wanna know how I think our first date would go?” You asked, pulling Peter out of his panic.

“How?” He asked as a shy smile crept on his face.

“I think it would be raining, since the universe hates us as we’ve established, and you would pick me up in your car and splash water on me as you pulled up to the curb.” You began. “And then I think you’d get out to open the car door for me like the gentleman you are and accidentally hit me with the door.”

“Yeah. All of that would definitely happen.” Peter laughed.

“Uh huh. And then you’d drive me to a restaurant and pull out my chair for me when we sat down. But you’d pull it out too far and I’d fall on the floor. Then we’d sit down to eat and you’d spill water on me. Or maybe spit your hot food into my face. I know you like doing that.” You continued with a teasing smile

“This is all very likely.” Peter agreed with you, growing fonder of you with every detail you added.

“I know. Then after we ate, you’d order us dessert and somehow, I’d be allergic to it. The one thing you ordered would definitely be something that made me break out in hives or go into anaphylactic shock or something. And after you walked me back to your car, you’d lean in to kiss me.”

“Yeah? And then what?” Peter hung on to your every word.

“You’d miss my lips and knock your head right into mine. And we’d both end the night with a headache. And maybe even a missing tooth.”

“I’d risk the headache for the kiss.” Peter smiled softly. “You know, one of my favorite song lyrics is, “I’ve got headaches and bad luck luck but they couldn’t touch you.” That kinda describes us perfectly. It describes how I feel about you, at least.”

“I don’t know that song.” You frowned. “I can’t believe I finally don’t understand one of your references.”

“It’s an old Fall Out Boy song.” Peter explained as he pulled out his phone and earbuds. “Here. I’ll show you.”

You stayed perfectly still as Peter placed his earbud in your ear and the other in his ear. You leaned your temples together as Peter hit play on the song. When you got to the part of the song with the lyrics, you looked over into Peters eyes. He looked into yours and felt his face heat up the way it always did around you. Since your heads were already pressed together, all you had to do was tilt your face to close the gap between you and Peter. You kissed him slowly and softly until your felt his hands cupping your face to pull you closer. Peter could barely believe what was happening after all the time he had spent imagining this every moment. He never thought it would happen after he twisted your ankle, but at least it was happening. When you pulled away, you smiled shyly at each other and laughed a little.

“Well, what do you know. That was completely painless.” You teased him. But that wasn’t entirely true for Peter. He touched his now burning lips and realized he smelled something all too familiar.

“Are you wearing peppermint chapstick?” He asked you.

“Peppermint lipgloss, yeah. Why?”

“Oh no.” He gulped and felt his lips start to lose all feeling.

“What? Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothings wrong. I’m just a little severely allergic to peppermint, is all. It’s fine.” Peter kept his voice calm as he frantically wiped his lips.

“What? A little severely allergic?” Your panic grew to match his.

“It’s fine. I’ll be fine.” He smiled to assure you but couldn’t hide the panic in his eyes.

“Are you sure? Your lips are swelling.”

“Tho ith my tongue. But ith okay. I really liked kithing you. It wath worth it.” Peter said through his red and swollen tongue and lips, only worsening his pain.

“Oh my God. Nurse! We need some help in here!” You called out as you held Peters hand to comfort him. The nurse came running back in and immediately sighed when she saw the two of you.

“Oh my Lord. How did you manage to hurt her again in the five minutes since I’ve left you? You haven’t even moved!” The nurse exclaimed.

“No, no, no. I hurt him this time. He’s having an allergic reaction to my lipgloss.” You quickly explained.

“Well how did he get your lipgloss on his…” The nurse trailed off when she put two and two together. You gave her an embarrassed smile while Peter passed out from the pain.

“You two are so nasty.” She shook her head. “I’ll go get some ice.”

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cheonstapes · 8 months

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😝 omg I absolutely loved the way u wrote spider barbie!!! Thanks again so much!! 💕✨

If it’s not too much of a bother, I would like to send in another request lol. 😅 (unless there’s a limit on how many requests can be sent, I completely understand 😊)

I would like to request Miguel O’Haraxfem!Jessica rabbit inspired reader. She’s the most beautiful & generous spider woman across the multiverse, which makes sense since she’s also the most desired among the spiders. Maybe one day she’s hanging out w/ her friends (Miles, Gwen, Hobie, Pavitr, & Peter) at the spider society cafeteria when everyone in the group could be discussing their Valentine’s Day plans. Until they decide to ask her if she has a date or any upcoming plans (The spider gang not knowing she’s already married to Miguel 😂) When asked she just zones out and has flashbacks about all the multiple dates her and miguel went on throughout the multiverse, including the spicy times they shared together~ 😉

When asked again, she lets them know tht she’s already in an established relationship w/ Miguel; which makes the spider gang’s jaws drop bcuz even though miguel is a good looking guy they can’t understand how a ray of sunshine like her ended up with someone as serious and angry like Miguel 😂

The spider gang could ask: “What do u see in tht guy?!?!” 😱 Spider-reader: “He makes me laugh..😏”

Thanks again! 😊🙏🏻

miguel o'hara stars in... 'WAIT...YOU'RE ROGER RABBIT?' (°ロ°) !

a/n ~ i absolutely love jessica rabbit, girlboss, she's so hot. TYSM for this request my love!!!! there's never a limit ( ` ω ´ ) send as many as you want bby 💗 i went a little overboard but this was so fun to write!! ALSO ITS MIGUELS BIRTHDAY!!

summary; it's valentine's day at hq, and everyone can't help but wonder why you're still single.

pairing; miguel o'hara x reader

wc; 2.3k+

cw; FLUFF!! SMUT!!, secret relationship, pining, no one can believe you n miguel are together, loss of virginity, m!masturbation, pillow fuckin, fleshlights, miguel fucks an ai you, first time, established relationship, reader is very popular, day dreaming abt miguel (real), they're just in love, nawt proofread - crying over this

valentine’s day at hq was always fun - for you least.

every year since you joined the spider society it seemed like the gifts would multiply - what stared out as some cute cards and a couple boxes of chocolate eventually turned into bouquets of roses, teddies, gifts, and even declaration’s of love. it was all flattering, honestly. to know that so many people admired you was a great feeling, even if you can’t reciprocate - it’s the sentiment that counts. but unfortunately you were already spoken for - by none other than your own boss, your fiancé, miguel.

having started with such a beloved reputation was one of the main reasons your husband-to-be actually avoided you at first. it was like you had your own personal fan club - spiders’ following you around where you go, people offering to by you lunch, begging miguel to put you on a mission with them, showering you with compliments. you were really irritating to him, another distraction he didn’t have the time to deal with - not that he wanted to anyway. well, that was until he did.

gradually, he started to notice how your eyes would light up when you’d see something you like, how you’d wear that one perfume thats scent would linger a bit too long in the air, ages after you’ve already sped off down the hallway. he warmed up to you eventually, leading to you two spending a lot more time together. little dates in the different universes, him picking up a little souvenir for you on missions and you doing the same - eventually leading to you two moving in together, and then him proposing. keeping you two’s relationship a secret was a decision that you both had to make, considering how popular you were and that miguel’s your boss. so every valentine’s day, you both celebrate together privately in miguel’s nueva york condo - exchanging gifts and kisses, drinking till you fall asleep in each other’s arms. this year, however, was a little different.

hiding a relationship isn’t the easiest thing in the word, especially at a time like this - when all you want to do is pounce on your fiancé every time you see him ’n kiss him till you’re both breathless. it was getting tiring. it’s the day of love and you can’t do the one thing the day is about, love someone. you’d both send lingering glances at each other throughout the day, sneaky touches when no one’s looking, maybe even a few quick make out sesh’s in miguel’s office. you both knew you wouldn’t make it through the rest of the day, eventually separating as you sat in the canteen with some of your spider-friends - ones miguel wasn’t very keen on eating lunch with, leading to him retreating back to his office alone.

the table was buzzing as everyone mentioned their plans for the day - miles taking gwen to his universe on a little day out that he swears isn’t a date, pav and gayatri going to her new movie, peter and mj having someone babysit mayday so they can go on a long-overdue date, and hobie - well, he doesn’t believe in valentine’s, i guess. you so badly wanted to join in, silently chewing on your ’spider-man 2099’ themed burger. your fiancé was basically everywhere, how can you not miss him - even if he’s just a couple minutes walk from you. it was bittersweet, to say the least, to listen to your friends so passionately-

“hey, y/n, any plans this year? please tell me you’re finally dating someone.” the sudden voice made you jump, eyes widening as you look at the culprit, a sly smile on her face. “uhhh, n-no not really.” that was a lie. the whole table groaned their complaints, all still in disbelief that you’re still not seeing anyone. “you serious? love, look at you - and look at them.” hobie gestures to the crowd forming behind the table, all of them holding some sort of gift for you - some more…extravagant than the rest. “there’s no way that you can’t find someone, babe.” i mean, technically, he was right - you could practically get anyone you wanted. but, you already got what you want, and that’s miguel.

he’s your everything. despite the turbulent start you both had, it was all worth it in the end. miguel loves like you’re his last - which you are, and his first too - in all aspects. hearing your boss was a virgin was even more shocking then him admitting his feelings for you - cause, like, how? you tried so hard not to laugh, he couldn’t be serious. it turns out he was very, very, very serious. you felt so bad, running up to him and holding him tightly - reassuring him that is was ok, that there was nothing wrong with being a virgin no matter his age. you took it slow for the first few months, nothing more than heated kisses and a bit of groping but it never went further than that. to be honest, you were scared. miguel was nothing short of impatient to feel you, to finally sink his cock into you after centuries of you denying him of that. you knew, of course, how desperate he was - but it was a big deal to you. the thing was, you were a virgin too. it was too sudden to mention so you went with keeping it a secret, but damn was it getting harder to not give in. the thought of him leaving after fucking you was at the forefront of your mind, you obviously knew he wouldn’t - but men are still men, right?

when he did find out, it went a hell of a lot better than you expected it to. both of you deciding to take your time learning each other’s bodies, exploring new likes and dislikes, discovering new kinks, and overall - strengthening the love you both hold for each other. your first time was magical. it was exactly three years ago now, on valentines day, sprawled out on miguel’s plush, king sized bed.

“f-fhhuck, feels so good, baby. are…are you doing ok, sweetheart?”

he was so attentive, making sure you felt as comfortable as possible, constantly asking if you’re feeling alright. it couldn’t have been more perfect. miguel’s large frame engulfed you as you sat in his. lap, his body pressed against the headboard. holding you close, he guided your hips slowly against his slick cock, the stretch momentarily caused a sharp pain to run through your body - miguel soothing you with sweet, wet kisses down the side of your sweaty neck. his large hands roamed your body, gripping your hips, waist, gently kneading your ass. the room felt hot, sweat mixing together as your hips move in tandem with his own - it was a prime example of love making. breathless kisses were shared, lips slotting together sloppily as you rode him eagerly - you were such a sight on top of him, a goddess sent just for him. “mig- baby, you’re so- shit, you’re so perfect.” no, you were perfect. soft skin pressing against his solid body, tits rubbing on his - slick running down his length. your moans were like a chorus of angels singing down to him, his heart almost pounding out of his chest from the love he feels for you.

sharing a moment like this together was a turning point in your relationship. giving each other your virginities, connecting in a way you will never experience with anyone else - you were made for each other. his hips sped up, slamming into your sore cunt as he wrapped his arms around your waist. digging his feet into the soft sheets and pulling your hot body into his, lips latching onto your jaw. you still couldn’t believe he was a virgin before he met you. the way he moved, the way his tip would hit that one spot deep by your cervix, the way his thick fingers would caress your aching nipples - he had to have had some sort of experience. but the truth was, miguel had little to no sex drive. not feeling compelled at all to even rub one off, he was too busy after all - trying to keep the multiverse in tact. that all changed when he met you. suddenly, in his 30 years of living, did he have his first wet dream - and it was about you.

he felt like a teenager again, learning things for the first time. watching porn for the first time was something, spending hours looking for a woman who looks somewhat like you - much to the interest and concern of LYLA. this was very serious to him, knowing that he would eventually fuck you - he would spend all his free time learning how to please you properly. tutorials, articles, and just plain amateur porn were his best friends. he would practice with his pillow, even buying a fleshlight to stick between it to just make it a little bit more realistic. at one point, he felt like he completely lost it. spending months learning how to fuck you wasn’t making him feel any better, he didn’t feel like he really knew how to please you. so what did he do? he made a holographic version of you, of course!

programming it to be exactly like you, using your measurements from when he made your suit to get your body as accurate as possible. it wasn’t really you, but it was good enough. he still had to work out the kinks but he was getting there. he ditched the porn completely, using ai you to progress instead. fucking an ai isn’t as easy as you think, but it was enough to help him figure out what positions he wants you in, even what ones you’d like statistically. miguel never did end up telling you about it, keeping ai you locked away in a secret folder. he was no stranger in letting you know how obsessed he was with you, but this was just embarrassing to him - and knowing you, he would never live this down. but don’t worry, LYLA’s always here to remind him time and time again.

miguel was never the same after he lost his virginity to you - he became insatiable. it was like a switch flipped in his brain and suddenly he was always horny for you, quickies in his office becoming daily occurrences. speaking of quickies, you could feel his cum from earlier pooling in your panties right now-

“yn? YN! is she- is she ok?” oh…you were at lunch still. everyone at the table was staring at. you with raised brows, silently intimidating you into spilling what you were so engrossed in to the point where you missed the whole conversation. you obviously weren’t about to tell them you were just thinking of their boss fucking you into next week, like come on - think about the kids, guys. “i…i, uh- it was nothing really. sorry about that, just zoned out for a sec.” it was something, someone as a matter of fact. you might as well tell them, what’s the harm in it? you’re only gonna get absolutely bombarded by everyone and anyone in hq but that’s the least of your worries. the table had seemingly moved on, chatting about their plans again before you jumped in - “actually, i do have plans.” that certainly got their attention. all eyes were on you, even the crowd still lingering behind perked up at your comment, leaning closer to hear what you had to say.

“me ’n miguel were just gonna stay ho-“

“MIGUEL?!”

gasps. that’s all you could hear. everyones jaws were dropped, blinking their eyes at you like a bunch of frogs. “what? am i not allowed to spend time with my fiancé-“

“FIANCÈ?!”

it’s like every time you spoke it got worse, the table erupting in shouts of disbelief - it was getting difficult to speak over them, the constant questions being thrown at you were overwhelming to say the least. you weren’t obligated to explain yourself, love is love - even if it’s between someone as lovely and sweet as you, and someone as moody and feral as miguel. you guys made it work and that’s all that matters! someone else had something to say on the matter though, the commotion prompting miguel to emerge out of his cave and head straight to you.

“as i was saying, he’s my fiancé, we always spend valentines together. miguel is a great guy. yeah, he’s an asshole - but you just gotta get to know him.” you’re not wrong, miguel certainly seems to agree. the table went silent, staring up at his figure looming over you. “i don’t appreciate you guys harassing my wife. now, if you have no further questions - we have plans tonight, that don’t involve people prying into our privacy.” you spun around in your seat, looking up at him sheepishly. his eyes seemed to warm up at bit, a large hand reaching out to you - one that you immediately take. he held you close to him, interlocking your fingers tightly as he addressed the table. “and…our wedding is next year. you’re all only invited ‘cause she wanted you guys there. do not disappoint her.” with that, he turns on his heels, dragging you along with him - he didn’t want to deal with them anymore, not when he had the rest of the day to spend loving you instead.

“baby, y’sure you’re ok with everyone knowing about…us?” that was a stupid question. of course he was, you’re his - and he’s yours. “you’re about to be my wife cariño, todo el mundo necesita saber que estás fuera de los límites - ‘specially that fuckin’ fan club of yours.” he was such a big baby, pouting like that. “oh my god! you’re jealous of a bunch of kids who have a little crush on me, babe. ‘sides, i think it’s quite cute - i got so much chocolate this year-“

“throw them away, i’m getting you all that and more.”

-cariño, todo el mundo necesita saber que estás fuera de los límites - sweetheart, everyone needs to know you're off limits

-the miguel figure on my dresser says hi!

#cheonstapes #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara headcanons #cheonstapes films!🪷#miguel o’hara smut #miguel smut #atsv miguel #miguel spiderman #astv miguel #miguel atsv #miguel ohara #starringduckiimo🌟#cheonsshowreals 🤍

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inkdrinkerworld · 10 months

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mon bébé!! would u ever consider writing more abt your harleyquinn!reader x miguel?? i loved itttt soooo🥺🥺 maybe one where he learns about her past relationship with the joker and how bad he treated her which makes him want to protect and love her even moreee (also it just makes him want to track down the goddamn clown and beat the fuck outta him) I LOVE LOVE LOVE UR WORKKKK

got me kicking my feet at the 'mon bébé'

you're knocking on the archway to miguel's office before walking in.

the last time you were in here, you were discussing canon events and miguel had learnt a little too much.

he'd learnt that an ex had been too much of everything bad. too controlling, too demanding, too aggressive- too much of what you didn't deserve.

he'd left the spider society for days after that and now, even though he's back you feel weird.

it didn't help that he hadn't spoken to you since and it's messing with your productivity.

"miguel?" you mutter, holding the improved spider-bots in your hand. these ones are much more able to adapt to the amount of power you need for whatever you're using them for.

"hmm?" he looks up and finds you in regular clothes- or as regular as they can get for you.

you're in a purple leotard and a skirt that's too short to allow him to focus anymore on what he was doing.

"i fixed the spider-bots; they'll contain the fire and the destruction to a 10 foot radius and their magnitude depends on the size of whatever we attach them to."

your upbeat-ness doesn't quite have the same ring it used to and miguel frowns.

"have you been crying?" he asks, straight to the point.

"yeah, it's allergy season." your spider senses have rid you of your allergies. miguel knows that. you know that. "you know those pesky sunflowers? their pollen always gets stuffed up my nose."

miguel thinks your deflection is adorable, "he's not gonna bother you again," he says softly and you look up at him.

"what?" your shoe digs into the floor as you stare at him.

"whatever his name was," miguel waves a dismissive hand, "he won't bother you."

your eyes widen to saucers- miguel's sure this is the first time he's seen you surprised. "did you break canon?" he's always sure this is the first time he's seen you worried. "will something happen to you?"

he closes the distance between you, "the canon is intact, nothing will happen to me, or you," your heart flutters at that.

miguel changes the topic, "show me how to use them?" he gestures to your spider-bots.

"thanks," you murmur before getting animated at your project. miguel is glad for your smile to return, and for it to be genuine this time.

truth be told, he would have dealt with joker even if it disrupted the canon. the way your eyes had dimmed when he had mentioned him as a villain in some part with the anomalies had miguel sick to his stomach.

sure you were unconventional, but that didn't mean you deserved to be treated like that. by anyone, let alone a partner- someone you had been meant to trust.

if you notice his hand hovering above the small of your back as you step into his space, you don't say anything- especially when you lean into his touch as you look up to gauge his reaction to your improvements.

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gaybananabread · 7 months

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TickleTober Day 29 - Wake Up!

@hexalianrebel-blackfeathers - Definitely 29 (Wake Up!) with Hobie getting tickled awake one too many times by Gwen, Pavitr, and/or Miles. I admit I wouldn't be able to pick just one.

Why choose? I’ve got a feeling it’d probably take all of them to get his ass good, and why not revenge it? Got a little carried away with this one, but I’m pretty happy with how it came out! Used a few of Panda's hcs too! Sorry for the all the lateness recently, it’s been quite the month (O_Ou) Anyhow, I’ve loved writing these spider sillies for you, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Hobie, brief Gwen

Lers: Miles, Gwen, Pavitr

Summary: There’s one golden rule in Hobie’s house boat; don’t wake him up. His friends always break that rule. Deciding to be brats, the spider kids tickle Hobie awake once again. After he recovers, he takes a little revenge.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!

In Hobie's boat, there was a spoken and unspoken rule. One that his friends could never seem to follow, no matter how many times he snipped at them for it.

Don't wake him up.

Every single time he lets one of them crash at his place, he winds up awake way before he wanted to be. Sometimes it's an accident, like a loud sneeze, broken cereal bowl or random floor squeak. Other times, though, it was 100% intentional. Times like that one.

Hobie was peacefully sleeping, draped over his couch. The other three had stayed the night, so he of course offered up his bed. The punk was tall, meaning he needed a bigger bed. The mattress comfortably fit the three of them, and he could live on the couch. He'd rather have his friends be comfy anyway.

He was planning on sleeping in. True, noon is a bit late, but he had goofed around most the night with the other spider kids; couple that with a full day of patrolling, and you'll know that he deserved a nice rest.

Gwen had been the first to wake up, her father's old work schedule sticking with her. It was nearly nine, but still. She quickly got bored, and not wanting to be the only one awake, poked Pav's sides. He slowly woke, grabbing at her hands and giggling.

Giggling... Bingo. It would probably get her killed, but Gwen had a wonderful idea. "Hey Pav, how much do you value your sanity?"

He rubbed his sides, still a bit put off by the light tickling. "Uhum, it depends? What do you have in mind?" The mischievous look on her face, while endearing, sent a small chill down his spine. That look only meant one thing, though it wasn't aimed at him this time.

"I think Hobie deserves a special good morning. For letting us stay over, you know?" Pavitr sighed, knowing exactly what she had in mind. “Are you even a small bit worried about his revenge? He has told us many times over to just let him sleep.” He wanted to add that her idea would only get them “tortured,” but the thought made his cheeks go pink. It wouldn’t be that bad...probably.

The next to get roped into her plan was Miles. He got a much nicer wake-up call; Gwen was a bit too flustered to tickle him awake. She opted for poking his cheek until he groaned. “Mmmph…wah?” The boy slowly sat up, immediately picking up on the playful vibe in the room. Should be fun, whatever it was. “What’re you two planning, and can I get in on it?”

One hushed, giggly conversation later, they had a plan. A very stupid, silly plan that would undoubtedly backfire, but a plan.

Pavitr inched towards the sleeping punk, regretting his offer to pin him. If even one floorboard squeaked, or if Hobie’s spider sense went off too early, he would be a dead man. A giggly dead man, but a dead man nonetheless. Slowly, he raised his wrists, firing off a few webs at Hobie’s long arms. The punk shifted, but other than that, he didn’t react. Whew…

Miles and Gwen, the cowards, crept into the room behind him. Now that Hobie was restrained, they had no chance of being punished for their actions. “Nice job, Pav. You wanna do the honors?” The bubbly teen shook his head, backing away. “Oh no. I did the dirty work. You seal your own fates.”

Chuckling, Miles approached Hobie; he was feeling brave. He could feel the anarchist stir as he straddled his waist. It was clear he didn’t want to get up, regardless of what was happening. Miles placed his hand on Hobie’s stomach, slowly curling his fingers on the taunt skin. Hobie’s eyes fluttered open, a small glare on his face. The teen just smirked. “‘Sup, Hobie.”

The punk growled, tugging at his arms. Gwen giggled, Pavitr moving behind her to avoid his gaze. “You little shits… What’d I say ‘bout waking me up?” The hell…? Oh. They pinned his arms with web fluid. They were double dead now. “Al’ight, which one a’ yous planned this?”

Pav, ever loyal, pointed to Gwen behind her back. She swatted his hand away, laughing. “Ihit was a group effort! Morning, Hobs!”

He huffed, looking down at Miles’ fingers for just a second. “You lot are dead as doorknobs.” That would have been a believable threat if a smile wasn’t threatening to come out. Just thinking about the slow fingers on his stomach were getting to him, though he’d never admit it.

“Sure, sure. Who’s the one pinned under who, Hobie?” Oh, that cocky little- “Miles, I would not push our luck!” At least Pav had some sense. He would go easy on the teen when he took his revenge. Maybe. “It’s cool. Hobie isn’t going anywhere.”

“When I get outta this, you’re all gonna-” Miles cut him off with wiggling fingers, finally attacking the hero’s midsection. Hobie suppressed a squeal, snapping his mouth shut to block the silly sounds from escaping. He thrashed and tugged at the webs, almost bucking Miles off him. The smug teen yelped, hanging onto the couch for dear life. “Hey guys! Little help?”

Gwen quickly ran over to assist, knowing what would happen if Hobie got free; she wasn’t ready for their fun to end so quickly. Hopping on the couch, she sat on his thighs, back-to-back with Miles. “I gotcha! Here, lemme just-” She skittered her nails along his calf, knowing softer tickles worked better on his legs. The stoic boy cracked, bass-sounding giggles rumbling in his chest. Even his giggling was cool…

“Y-youhuhu aharse! Gehe’ ohohoff!” He tried kicking his legs out, but with Gwen on his thighs, he could only squirm. Miles was wasting no time, digging into his stomach and scribbling on his navel. Gwen, on the other hand, was being torturously gentle. It was a small mercy that Pavitr hadn’t joined them, still hesitant on whether or not the punk was okay with it all.

Why did he have to be so nice? Hobie wouldn’t say he was enjoying the silly interaction. He would never, ever admit say something like that. The teasing teens were just enjoying a small joke with him. A joke they would be paid back for, with interest, but a fun game all the same. Who was he to deny them that small pleasure? “Y-youhu’re wahastin’ prehecious time thehere, Pavi! Ihihi’m gohonna kill all ohof you whehen I gehet loose, mihihight as wehehell have sohome fuhuhun!”

The concerned teen needed no more encouragement. He practically bounced over to where Hobie’s arms were pinned, ready to wreak havoc on his nervous system. Pav knew that Hobie had to be in the right mood for them all to tickle him; thankfully, he was. Ten eager fingers dug into Hobie’s hollows, pulling a squeak from his full lips.

Okay, he was regretting that decision. Hobie tried to curl up, tug his arms free, anything to gain the upper hand on the teens “attacking” him. Pav’s webs held strong though, Gwen’s hold on his legs surprisingly sturdy. While he was completely occupied, Gwen was growing a bit bored with the sort-of-loud laughter. She felt like being a menace; the big reactions were what she was after.

Hobie’s eyes widened when he felt Gwen messing with his boot’s laces. “GW-GWEHEHEN! DOHON’ YOUHU FUHUHUCKIN’ DAHAHARE!” Two pairs of eyes quickly moved to Hobie’s legs, the boys wanting to see what would happen next. Pavitr knew that was a bad spot, but Miles was the most inexperienced with Hobie. It would be funny to see his reaction.

Gwen, knowing he would do anything to get her off, laid across his legs. Hopefully her weight and strength would be enough to keep him down. The anarchist could handle tickling almost anywhere else. That spot, though? He was screwed.

Miles and Pav each stopped their teasing fingers, figuring he could only handle so much at once. The first boot came off, thunking against the wood floor of his house boat. “Gwehendy! Gw-gwehen, c’mon! Enough’s ehenough, mate!” She didn’t share his opinion. One finger dragged up his socked sole, making him muffle a squeal. “Really, Hobs? Plaid socks? And you say I’m a monster.”

“F-fuhuck ohohoff! Miles, Pahav, get her!” He looked to his friends, silently hoping they’d see how evil that was. Both teens gave him an apologetic smile, just holding him down. “Sorry, big man. We won’t let her kill you, promise.” Those little fucking- “GYAAH! GWEHEHENDYHIHI! NAHAHAO!”

Boisterous, loud, frantic laughter flew from his lips, quickly filling the room. He thrashed like a lanky worm on a hook, kicking and twisting in every direction possible. It tickled so fucking much.

Miles was taken aback by the intense reaction. He had never seen Hobie laugh that hard before; it was just one foot, with the sock on. Mental notes were definitely being taken. “Damn Hobie, you’ve got some pipes on you.”

He wanted to flip the boy off, yell at him, do anything other than laugh his ass off; yet he couldn’t. The spot was that bad. Tears of mirth grouped in the corners of his eyes, his dark cheeks stained a bright red. He could barely form a sentence through his laughter, much less escape. Pride crawling in a hole for the moment, Hobie did the one thing he said he’d try his hardest to never do: beg. “PLEHEHEASE! GWEHEN- STOHOP!”

Just like that, the devilish nails left his socked sole. Miles and Pavitr quickly put some distance between themselves and the punk, valuing their lives. Gwen cut the webs on his arms, freeing him to curl up and giggle his head off. And he did just that; his arms wrapped around his midsection, one hand going to rub his poor foot as his knees went up to his chest. Gwen jogged to the kitchen, getting him a glass of water.

When offered the liquid, Hobie sighed, downing the entire cup in seconds. His cheeks had calmed a bit, breathing slowly returning to normal. Miles whispered to Pav, not knowing that Hobie could hear every word. “Never guessed Hobie would be a ticklish-feet guy. Hell, I never thought he’d be that ticklish, period.” The punk groaned, making Pavitr giggle. “Why do you think he wears those big boots? Tickle deterrent.”

Okay, that’s enough of their shit. Hobie stood, one booted and ready to enact his revenge. “I suggest you lot run now.” Miles needed no more warnings, turning invisible and darting away. Pavitr ran for the bedroom, locking himself inside. Gwen tried to do the same, but one of Hobie’s webbed snagged her and brought her into his arms. “Hey there, Gwendy. I fink some payback is in order, yeah?”

Trapped in the backwards hug, Gwen couldn’t do much besides squirm and plead with him. She was regretting not changing out of her thin sleep top. “H-hobie, come ohon! I was just trying to make you smile! It- it worked, didn’t it?” Okay, check on the obvious lies. “Y’know I don’ like liars, Gwenny. Time ta pay your penance.”

He dug into her stomach, paying special attention to the small amount of pudge below her navel. She squealed, her knees quickly buckling as loud laughter poured out of her. She really couldn’t handle the taste of her own medicine. “H-HOHOBIE NOHOHO! IHIT- NOHO FAHAHIR!”

Hobie snorted, loving her immediately crazed reaction. “Not fair? You kiddin’ me? This is 100% fair, ya shit.” He decided to be a bit mean, using both hands to claw at her ticklish tum. Snorts started to break up her laughter, her cheeks growing red as cherries. It was worth waking him, but damn, why did his hands have to be so big?!

A creak came from the floorboards behind him, making the lanky boy pause. He webbed Gwen’s arms to her sides, scanning the room. “You. I’m gonna be back for you.” Hobie turned his full attention to the rest of the room, watching as his old floorboards shifted near the bathroom door. Bingo.

Hobie spent the rest of the afternoon hunting the perpetrators and making sure they learned their lessons. By the end of it, all three superpowered teens had rosy cheeks, dopey smiles and tired eyes. They were currently in a cuddle pile on the couch, the punk being used as a communal pillow. And you know what? He wouldn’t change a damn thing.

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amaiguri · 3 months

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OC in 15 Tag Game

Thanks to the @the-down-upside-finch for the tag! It was forever ago and I think I need to redo my Tumblr intro to warn people that I do all my replies in bursts and I still love you all...

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

I will, of course, be honoring my beloved Arlasaire today with a combo of spoken dialogue and narration. That being said, I don't really write good out-of-context bangers lines lol -- everything only barely works because of the context. (I wish I was. I'm not that cool though.)

"And it was my fault! Because I wasn’t enough!"

"You don’t care about me."

"You don’t know me."

"Nesa… I warned Zal so I’ll warn you too: I’m not very good at relationships."

"…I’m not a lady. The Aftokratoria has stripped away our titles, remember?"

"I was just House d’Magnia’s ward. They took me in after a Dragonstorm burnt down my village. Fed me. Trained me. Gave me purpose."

On that first day after they found me, — back before I was “Arlasaire”— I’d been the one to kill the spider crabs chasing Lord Einharde’s second lieutenant.

"Lord Einharde embodied the House words with all his heart. “Eshew Axiom for Ascendancy.” This made him cold, but he was good to me."

His name rotted in my memory now.

"…The Arlasaire you knew a year ago would not have slaughtered anyone, if YOU had asked."

I felt the familiar knife twist in my chest. I stifled laughter. Euphoria. What a beautiful liar…

The Burned Maiden bled from the body and it was just the girl. Just me.

"And then… I fell for this priestess lady. We kissed. And then… she also tried to kill me."

"It is too cold and dark to be kind. Spring is not like this in the North. You have to actually wear clothes."

"You… like me? Are we… a thing?"

...Guys, Arlasaire's so edgy and angsty, omg. I swear, she's actually a huge softie underneath, she's just not feeling safe in the narrative... And familiar toxicity feels safe...

So YEAH! I'd like to gently tag @maiemorrae @spideronthesun @marigold-clouds @words-after-midnight @wordswrittenbynight @nemaliwrites @cee-grice @zebee-nyx @junypr-camus and @dragonprincedawn -- and if you've done this already, feel free to just link me to the thing. Or do it again! Whatever!

#writeblr #worldbuilding #writeblr tag games #oc in 15 #oc in fifteen #creative writing #character voice #amaiguri #yssaia

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ele-sme · 9 months

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Can you write something in Spider pov towards Jake? since today is his birthday? thanks.

Tw: Spider is 7, not a real warning but you guys could get confused, also Neytiri is nice to him.

this is late sorry.

it was a cloudy morning,

Spider stirs in his cozy bed, the diffused light casting a soft glow. Torn between dreams and the day ahead, he rubs his sleepy eyes. With a determined sigh, he threw off the covers, his tiny feet meeting the cool floor of his room.

He wanted to stay in bed some other hours, the day was perfect for staying in bed some other hours, but his duty tugged him upright into the embrace of the cloudy day.

well, to be honest, it wasn't exactly a duty, but he promised his friends he would have been there.

Today was their father birthday, Jake sully birthday, the olo'eyktan of the omatikaya clan and most importantly Toruk Matao.

Spider arrived to his bathroom and clumsily removed his pajama, to then enter in the shower.

he was still a little sleepy, so when the cold water hit him he let out a little yalp of surprise.

after getting used to the water, he started soaping his body, other kids his age couldn't clean themself without the help of their parents, so Spider felt proud of himself everytime he showered.

as his hairs got on his face, he wondered if he had time to at least braid them.

'would take me all day, so no...maybe just one?'

he had to take out his locks the day before so he could wash his hair, he planned to re doing them the day after with Kiri helping him.

' i wonder if Mr sully will like having me there or not '

he almost fell on his butt when he got out of the shower, with a towel he carefully dried himself, and he put one of his loincloths on.

the most pretty of them all, it was a gift from his friends for his seven birthday.

the green color made him almost invisible in the forest, and the soft cloth made him comfortable to run in the forest for as many hours as he wanted without getting any rash or worse.

Finally, he was ready to go out, he only needed his oxygen mask, which was on the counter of the kitchen.

grabbed it, put it on, made it work, and boom he was ready.

he opened the door to go out and...

his eyes, widened like saucers, gleamed with a mix of wonder and determination.

Bounding through the forest, Spider's agile movements mirror the creatures that share the same forest he does. his feet are barely making any sound, this was something Lo'ak taught him, but Neteyam perfected it on him.

during his path, he found an orchid, and c'mon how could he not play a little with it?

as he kneeled down to touch the plant, its tentacles touched his fingers, making him giggle before standing up again.

his laughter rang through the trees of the mighty forest, a joyful sound that seemed to draw energy from the very heart of it.

In the end that always a child laugh, and the great mother at hearing it could only rejoice.

after another five or ten minutes? - he didn't know the path was always so fun that the time seemed lost everytime he took the way- he was now inside the clan.

all around him, mans, womans and children doing things.

starting from cooking going then into playing.

as he now walked towards the olo'eyktan and family pod, some teens stopped to ruffle his hair, or to give him some fruits which he had to refuse.

finally, he could enter the pod of the family, and immediately Lo'ak was on top of him, hugging Spider like he hadn't seen the kid the day before.

his older siblings came along, hugging Spider so hard he finded hard to even breath.

but that was okay for him, for him those were his siblings, so they could give him as many scratches and bruises as they wanted.

as the hug finished, Spider noticed that Neytiri, his friend's mom, was cooking something.

she was always nice to him, unlike his foster mother.

she and him hadn't even spoken that week, and it was already Friday, probably his fault she was an adult she was probably too busy to talk to him.

"Sa'nu, sa'nu! Spider arrived!" Lo'ak yelled running towards his mother, who catched him immediately, laughing with him as she tickled her son a little.

"sempu, we invited Spider for your birthday!" Kiri said giggling, taking Spider's arm and practically dragging him towards her father.

Jake, who was putting the toys of his children away turned his head to face the kids before him.

"Good morning, Spider, how ar-" Jake stopped mid-sentence as he watched the boy with worried eyes.

"What sempul?" Neteyam who was next to Kiri asked, and Spider could feel Neytiri and Lo'ak's eyes on him.

he also felt a gasp coming from behind, it sounded to adult to be Lo'ak.

" ’evi, why is your hair wet?" Jake asked concerned.

oh right, Spider hair were wet, he still couldn't dry them alone, and no one called him over to dry them when he put the mask on or before he headed out.

' They are busy people probably they haven't noticed '

Kiri and Neteyam's hands were now on his head as to really confirm his hair were wet, then they both nodded to themselves as to confirm it between eachother.

"Come here, i dry them for you," Jake said, and Spider slowly walked over him, Jake made him sit down on his lap and with a towel started ruffling his hair.

Kiri and Neteyam in the meanwhile pick their toys back and started dancing around with them, as their ikan toys would really fly.

"Spider, yawntutsyìp, you shouldn't go around with wet hair, you might get a fever," Jake said, his words were soft, they made Spider's fear of him drift away.

he wasn't like his foster father, he was nice, even carrying, it was quite nice to spend time with him.

' I'm sure Mr Sully would never yell and Neteyam or Lo'ak for not washing the dishes, Nash is really mean then! '

"Here we go, all dry" Jake said putting the towel away, and now ruffling Spider hair with his own hands, which were way bigger the the boy head.

Spider turns his head to face Jake eyes, and the older man smile at him warmly...in the same way he smiles at Neteyam?

Jake's gaze is warm and steady. With this gentle smile, he leans down. his lips touch Spider's forehead, a tender exchange of emotions takes place in Spider's tiny brain

he feels trusted, and protected, Does his friends feel like this too when Jake kisses their heads?

Until now, only his friends had bestowed gentle pecks on his head, cheeks, and hands, little gestures of their close bond.

But never before had anyone else kissed him, and he felt a mix of curiosity and surprise. This was something new, something he hadn't experienced.

The touch of a fatherly kiss held a different kind of warmth from the ones of his friends, a sense of protection and care that felt unfamiliar yet comforting. It wasn't romantic or strange, just a simple gesture that made him feel accepted and loved.

Jake then looked at the kid again, the smile still on his face, but now he was holding Spider more tightly, making Spider be beside Jake's chest, he could even hear the man's heartbeat!

it was funny to listen at, tum tum tum tum, Spider never listened to a heartbeat.

he didn't know that above his head, there was a conversation between Jake and Neytiri, only that was with their eyes, him pleading, she thinking and in the end nodding.

and a fond smile appeared on both parents faces.

Spider's stomach rumbled.

" 'evi, what did you eat for having hunger this early in the day" Neytiri asked him.

and Spider shook his head "i didn't eat today" he said leaving Neytiri with half mouth open.

"Then you want some episoth seed?" Jake asked and Spider nodded vigorously.

the other three children lamented wanting some too, but their mother quickly shushed them up, saying if they ate more their bellies would explode.

this made Spider laugh, so much that he almost fell off Jake's lap, luckily his tight grab on him prevented that.

the rest of the day was spent with stories, and laugher and sweets!

a lot of sweets since it was a birtday.

Spider never felt more..loved in his entire life.

Jake and Neytiri even offered him to stay for the night!

and the night after too,

and then too

until Spider was basically living there.

for his eighth birthday Neytiri and Jake made him the most wholesome thing ever, going to live with them forever!

there is nothing that could be possibly made him go away from his family.

gosh i haven't wrote something in like an eternity, is nice.

i hope you liked anon.

#avatar 2 #avatar spider #miles spider socorro #avatar #jake sully #neytiri #neteyam #kiri #spider sully #lo'ak sully #jake neytiri and spider 🥹#jake and spider #one shot #anon ask #request

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mechformers · 1 year

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Ma Miles - Ch. 10

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Bold letters are spoken in English by the Reader to Quaritch.

The comments I've received have energized my writing so much that I've finished in "record" time! So please, have all my thanks and the next chapter of Ma Miles XD

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There’s a nose breathing you in, tucked firmly against your neck as you’re held against a solid chest, a large arm beneath your head. The big body spooning behind you is warm and solid as you’re held while you sleep. Smiling, you rub your thumb over the back of the hand that rests across your chest, your smile widening as a deep rumble erupts behind you, vibrating through your back. The nose that had been breathing you in lowers as your mate pulls you closer, ending up against the crook of your neck as his lips mouth at your sleep-warm skin. Chuckling, you grin widely, your heart soaring at how affectionate he is with you.

“Good morning, yawne,” You mumble, unwilling to open your eyes to the bright light pouring in through the see-through metal wall.

“Mornin’, m’ love,” The sleep-raspy sound of your mate’s voice hums immediately, his smile spreading across your shoulder as he pulls you even closer.

“Ugh… you’re both disgusting,” Spider’s voice scoffs as the bed dips before the sound of his feet hitting the ground and a door opening and closing harshly.

Reality crashes into you the exact moment the man behind you freezes. The sound of the TV plays in the background but all you can really hear right now is the sound of your heart threatening to beat out of your chest. It’s not the first time that you’ve woken up in Quaritch’s arms, but it’s the first time you’ve awoken in an intimate embrace like this. The both of you are unable to move, completely frozen in the same position as Spider left you in. Quaritch’s heart beats loudly behind you, his breathing labored and deep as he just holds you. His face is so close to yours, the heat of his body almost suffocating. It’s not before Spider emerges from the bathroom that any of you move.

“Seriously?” Your son exclaims, a thinly veiled annoyance trying to hide his obvious embarrassment over the situation.

Quaritch’s arms lift from around your body at the same time that he pulls his head back from your shoulder. He waits patiently for you to move away from the arm beneath your head, only then does he step out of the nest.

“Pardon me, Ma’am,” He mumbles before his heavy footsteps pad over the ground.

“Can you let me out? Lyle promised to play the videogame with me,” Spider asks, his voice hopeful, then happy as his father walks up to the door and puts his hand on the box before stepping into the bathroom. “Thanks!”

Left alone in the room, you’re allowed to breathe freely, taking deep breaths of much-needed air as your eyes begin to water. What was going on? How could you just let your guard down like this for a second time? And to think of him, the very demon from the skies, as your mate! Closing your stinging eyes, you clench your teeth as your chest tightens. You were being unfair, acting out on old prejudice because of who he once used to be. With the exception of how he brutishly took your son from you, he had done nothing to warrant this hatred from you. Out of all of them, Quaritch had been the first one to fully embrace the Na’vi ways, taking to your way of life with great curiosity and interest. No, you could not fault him for who he once was before being reborn.

Opening your eyes, you look out at the bright day with watery eyes. Why your heart, your very soul, had decided that he was the one you would call mate, you would never know. But you could not deny it any longer. The swelling of your chest, the fluttering in your stomach, and the heat spreading across your face could no longer be excused as mere coincidences. The Great Mother had accepted him as her child, had allowed him to enter your dreams as you rest peacefully, had allowed him to act as your mate while you slept soundly, both in and out of his arms.

“Why are you crying, princess?” His worried voice drifts over to you a moment before the nest dips under his weight and warm hands cup your face, thumbs gently wiping your falling tears away.

Shaking your head, you close your eyes, unable to look into the worried warm ones affectionately staring right back at you. Immediately, you’re gathered up into his lap, his wide chest rumbling deeply as he shushes you, a hand rubbing your back while the other cups your head, holding you close to his heart.

“I’m sorry, sweetie,” Quaritch continues, his voice sounding almost lost and small.

It was obvious that he didn’t know what to do, that he wasn’t used to comforting someone in distress. His clumsy hands patted your back more than rubbing soothingly, his shushing almost sounding as if he was afraid you would be head. Still, the man continued to try, powering through this unknown territory for your sake. Opening your eyes, you looked out of the see-through metal walls, looking longingly at the forest just beyond the kill zone. As if sensing this, Quaritch lifts his head to look in the same direction.

“What do you say we take the banshees out tonight, get a little wind under our wings?” He asks, his voice immediately more confident than it had been just moments ago.

“I will like that,” You agree, looking forward to taking Hawnu out so soon again.

“Alright,” Quaritch hums behind you, “Alright, sweetheart,”

He doesn’t let go of you, however. You sit in his lap, staring out of the see-through metal wall together, the silence comfortable as he holds you close. As the day slowly passes you find yourself sitting between his legs as you lean back on his chest. His big hands are resting on your bare stomach, your fingers tracing the four knuckles on the back of his hands. His stomach suddenly rumbles loudly, making him groan. It pulls a chuckle from your lips.

“Hungry?” You ask, bending your head back to look up at him.

“Unfortunately,” Quaritch hums, looking down at you. “I don’t particularly want to move, however.”

“You are then not hungry?” The confusion on your face, in your voice, makes him chuckle softly, the upward stretching of his lips making him almost adorable when he closes his eyes and shakes his head.

“Not what I meant, princess,” He grins before moving his hands to your hips, effortlessly lifting you off of him and placing you onto the ground below the nest. “C’mon, let’s get some grub,”

“What is this grub?” You can’t help but ask, especially not when the corners of his lip lift in one of those gentle smiles again.

“It’s food, sweetheart,” Quaritch grins, a hand at your back gently leading you to approach the door.

He lets you exit first, slowly following as you step into the hallway. Four sets of eyes meet yours when you look into the room with the videogame TV. Slowly, grins spread across three of the faces as Quarith steps up behind you, placing a gentle hand on your hip. It seems to set off the three recoms behind the sitting bench

“Sooooo… Colonel,” Lyle starts, his face all but split in two as he grins while leaning an arm over the back of the sitting bench. “The walk of shame?”

The other two snicker to themselves, bumping their fists together like teenagers. Behind you, Quaritch growls dangerously, the gentle hand on your hip tightening as he reacts to what was said. You don’t understand how walking would be shameful, but you did know that you would never feel shame while doing so.

“I do not walk in shame,” You announce proudly, only for the room to fall deadly silent before full-blown laughter erupts. Even Quaritch chuckles behind you, his hand easing up the pressure on your hip. It does not sound malicious, however.

“She-” Lyle starts, but laughter forces a halt to his rambling.

“They think we’ve slept together, sweetcheeks,” Quaritch helpfully explains, trying to fill in the blanks you’re drawing.

“Did we not sleep together?” You ask, confusion clouding your voice.

“That’s not the kind of sleep I’m talking about. It can also mean…” He looks over to the others, his face darkening slightly when he turns back, before bending down, whispering the meaning of having ‘slept together’ in your ear.

Immediately, your face heats, your ears slicking back against your skull as you lean back to stare up at him. The warm hand on your hip disappears and uncertainty crosses Quaritch’s face before it too disappears, replaced by the stony indifference he usually wears around the General Ardmore. Turning back, you see that the grins haven’t left the three recoms now hanging off of the back of the sitting bench.

“But you did sleep together the entire night,” Spider pops up between the recoms, his face one of deep confusion as he stares at you. “He was holding you while you slept,”

“Gee, thanks, kid,” Quaritch drawls, his hands resting on his hips as he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth again.

Laughter unlike before explodes around the room, the recoms all but crumbling with it, and in the middle, a very confused Spider chuckles as he tries not to get squished between the seemingly adult men. Shaking his head, Quaritch walks over to the sitting bench before lifting Spider out of the pile of long limbs, gently setting him down on the ground.

“Have they given you anything to eat?” He asks and immediately, your son grins up at him.

“Yeah, Mansk made me something called a lumbersjakebreakfast. It was really good,” Spider explains animatedly while Mansk chuckles an unsteady ‘lumber jack’ as he gets up from the ground.

“9000 calories, Mansk. You tryna kill the kid?” Quaritch chuckles, directing the question at Mansk.

“What? Kid looked at a book and pointed. Wasn’t about to say no to the Colonel’s kid, you know,” Mansk shrugs, a playful grin on his face.

“Figured we were all going out for some real food later on today. Wasn’t expecting you to actually sleep in though… Sir,” Ja added gently, earning a fond kind of annoyed huff from Quaritch.

“Well, you figured right,” Quaritch starts, resting his hands on his hips before sucking his bottom lip between his teeth once more, an obvious habit of his. “Gonna have to get some real food in this kitchen. Luckily, the three of you volunteered, ain’t that right guys?”

A collective of groans sounds before the three sit back down on the bench, mumbling while their ears twitch. You didn’t understand why they were complaining. If they didn’t go out to gather food, how would they have anything to eat? You didn’t know where the sky people food came from or how it got there, but then again, there were a lot of things about the sky people you didn’t understand.

“Get off of the couch already,” Quaritch barks, but you notice that there’s no heat behind it. “And Lyle?”

“Yeah, Colonel?” Lyle turns to Quaritch while turning off the videogame TV.

“Take spider with you,” Quaritch grins when both Spider and Lyle groan.

Looking up at him, you notice how his smug grin shifts into another fond smile, and it’s like there’s a whole new person standing before you. Staring up at him, you let your mind wander for a little bit before turning to walk over to your son. Spider and Ja are bent over a small screen, Ja’s long fingers pointing as the two whispers to each other. As you come to a stop behind them, you can see that there’s a drawing of the forest on the small screen and when Ja pinches the surface with two fingers, the drawing gets smaller. Or bigger? You’re not really sure. The drawing is showing the clearing where you’ve taught them the Na’vi way, the area where there’s an abundance of food available for them to take back here.

“My dearest boy,” You call for Spider, watching as your son turns to smile at you. “Be careful and listen to Eywa’s signs. Use your senses,”

“Mom, it’s gonna be fine. I grew up here, you know,” His smile turns into a cheeky grin and you can’t help the sinking feeling that drops in your chest. Your boy was becoming a man before your eyes and there was nothing you could do about it.

“But you haven’t grown up in this area. Watch out for them. They are still like small children,” You open your arms as Spider steps closer, leaning his forehead against your stomach.

Wrapping your arms around his head, you gently press it against your stomach in a tight hug. You understood that he was a young man now, understood that he wouldn’t cling to you like he used to do. The blessed extra time you had gotten while imprisoned here, was one you would treasure for as long as you lived. To have that extra time with him before he left your nest entirely…

“Don’t worry, mom,” Spider gently pulls back, looking up at you, “I love you,”

And of course, he saw right through you. For as long as you had been together, he would always be able to read your emotions. As a child, he had been both hot and cold, always on the move until he wasn’t, then he would stick to your back or chest in a sling, snoring softly as he slept oh-so-soundly, cuddled close to your skin. Being of the sky people, he developed a little slower than Na’vi children, which led to more time spent with you while the other children moved more freely with their long, strong limbs. It didn’t take long after Spider’s sixth birth bead was added to his songcord, however. He was off like an Ikran after that, giving the Sully kids trouble to keep up with him. In the end, only Lo’ak had been able to keep up, their energy level just about maxing out together.

“I love you so much, my son,” You whisper back, leaning down to kiss the crown of his head before pushing him away to follow the recoms as they left.

Standing in the middle of the room, you watch as they walk out of the common room. Mansk stands by the door, looking over at Quaritch. The two of them are having a silent conversation, much the same way you’ve seen Quaritch and Lyle communicate. Mansk eventually nods and then, he too is out of the door, leaving you alone with Quaritch once more. A big, warm hand rubs your shoulder and when you turn your head, Quaritch stands there smiling down at you.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about him, sweetheart, the boys will keep him safe,” Quaritch squeezes your shoulder gently before walking over to the videogame TV, putting away the stuff that they had been playing with.

Turning to him, you watch as he bends at the waist, letting out soft grunts as he reaches for the pillows on the ground, before putting them on the couch. You don’t understand why there were many pillows on the couch and only one in the nest, but you were certain that sky people had their reasons for that too, however strange it may be.

“I reckon you want some real food, sweetie?” Quaritch hums as he folds a blanket before hanging it off of the couch end.

“You are hungry too,” You offer, hoping he too wants the food Pandora has to offer instead of the awful stuff he had fed you all those months ago.

“I am, sweetcheeks, but I’m not particularly picky. Now, for a sweet angel like you, a simple “pb-n’-j” on toast won’t do, will it?” You chuckle at the weird way he speaks, not really getting what he’s talking about. “Come,”

Holding his hand out for you to take, Quaritch gently wraps his fingers around your hand before gently leading you through that very same door your son and the other recoms had left through. Walking down the corridors, he doesn’t let go of your hand. What he does do is walk slower, as if the destination he’s taking you to is one he doesn’t want to go to. However, when he opens a huge door and leads you outside, you’re confused as to why he didn’t want to go outside.

“Call for Haw-nu,” He mumbles, but that couldn’t be it, could it?

“Hawnu,” You repeat back at him, noticing how he still hasn’t let go of your hand. It makes your stomach flutter wildly as your ears perk toward him.

“Haw-nu. That’s what I said, wasn’t it?” Quaritch turns to you, his sharp eyes looking into yours as he silently tastes Hawnu’s name on his lips.

“Not Haw-nu, but Hawnu,” You try again, an amused smile unable to stay hidden on your face.

“Hawn-u,” Quaritch tries again, and try as you might, you’re unable to hold back the gentle chuckle that bubbles up within you.

“No, Quaritch. Hawnu,” You repeat again, grinning up at him.

“Hawnu,” Quaritch repeats perfectly, a fond smile sliding into place across his face as he looks down at you. “I like that very much,”

“Like what?”

“The sound of my name on your lips, darling,” Quaritch cups your face with his free hand, his thumb caressing your cheek as you stare at each other.

You hadn’t noticed that you had called him Quaritch. You don’t know when you had stopped thinking about him as the sky demon and when you had started referring to him as Quaritch. Worse than that, you were starting to think of him as Spider’s father. You don’t know what to do, or what to think at that moment. Quaritch was looking down at you in a way he had no business to - except… he had every right to. He had initiated a courtship and you had accepted it, foolishly thinking that he didn’t know better, and now, months down the path, you realized that you had developed feelings for this man.

Before you could pull away though, before you could step back, Hawnu and Cupcake landed before you, the two having heard or seen you long before you got the chance to call for them. Walking with you over to Hawnu, Quaritch greets your Ikran with a firm rub down his long forehead before gently helping you up on his back. Only then does he let go of your hand before walking over to Cupcake, greeting her in the same manner before making tsaheylu with her in such a smooth way only a natural-born Na’vi, that had made the connection through years of friendship, could. You’re left to clumsily make tsaheylu with Hawnu, your Ikran pushing worrying feelings your way before he gently takes off and you’re in the air once more.

Feeling the fresh Pandora air against your face calms your nerves to a degree where you’re able to think straight again. Turning your head, you look over at Quaritch, finding his eyes already looking at you. He smiles gently, holding your gaze for a while longer before turning his head back. His profile is beautiful against the setting sun, his long neck, his broad shoulders… his slim waist. You don’t think you’ve ever seen such a thin waist on a warrior this mighty. The thought of running your hands up and down his sides, of holding onto that solid waist in either a hug or…

Swallowing hard, you turn back to the sight before you. Distantly, you can feel Hawnu pushing his feelings of approval. He thinks you’ve made a good decision in your choice of mate and maybe he’s right. Quaritch has been attentive after you accepted his courtship, has paid more attention to you and your needs, on top of the attention he was already giving your son. He has proved to be a man worthy of love, worthy of a family, and the deep bond it creates. Calming your nerves, you breathe deeply, trying your best to settle the worried lump that has grown in your stomach. What a fool you had been to have believed him ignorant when it came to courting rituals, the only side of learning the Na’vi way you never thought him interred in, and therefore never even mentioned. You want to believe in Quaritch so much, want this change in him to be true because he willed it and not because it would gain him something. But trusting him fully, could you even do that? You realized that it was a choice you would have to make before soon.

Hawnu dips down, descending to the ground below, and you suddenly notice how your mind has drifted away from you. Looking to the side, you can see Quaritch staring at you with a worried look on his face. You try your best to give him a reassuring smile, but you should have known that it wouldn’t fool the man. Instead, he points down to a clearing on a cliff and it’s only that you recognize where you are. You’ve been here before with the unit, training with their Ikrans as they learned how to make tsaheylu while free-falling. Nodding, you ask Hawnu to land, holding on tightly as he comes up on the clearing fast. Sliding down from Hawnu’s back, you gently break tsaheylu before moving in front of him, leaning your forehead to his as you silently apologize for your absent mind.

“Are you alright, sweetheart?” Quaritch asks just behind you, his voice careful as he stands awkwardly behind you.

“Yes,” You smile up at him, “Come, we should eat,”

“Right,” He doesn’t sound like he wants to gather food, but still, he follows you as you move toward the treeline.

The sun is quickly setting behind you as you enter the forest, the Great Mother bathing Pandora in a bioluminescent hue. Grateful that food is never far from places like these, you take your fill until you’re almost uncomfortably full, sighing happily at the sweet tastes the fruit offers you. Quaritch eats messily, juices dripping down his chin as he digs into the various fruits, eating with a healthy appetite. Distantly, you wonder if he feels grateful for having tasted Eywa’s creations, but when he looks up from his half-eaten yovo fruit, you can’t help the happy grin that spreads across your face.

“What?” Quaritch asks, his mouth full, seeds sticking to his chin.

“You eat like child,” You offer as you step up to him and gently wipe the sticky mess from his face. Bending down, Quaritch closes his eyes as he lets you clean his face, your own hands now slick with the fruit’s juices.

“Well, I was hungry, darling,” He grins down at you when you step back, making a display of digging into the rest of his fruit, a grin of his own on his face as he gets messy once more. You can’t help the laughter this time and with it, Mile’s eyes glitter in the bioluminescent light.

Showing Quaritch the nightlife in the forest, you study him as he touches every plant he can lay his hands upon, an almost childish, open smile on his face at every different reaction the plant gives. The wonders of the Great Mother shine so clearly in his eyes as he follows you, his ears twisting back and forth as you walk through the forest. Eventually, you lead him back to the clearing, noting how his face falls a little when he realizes. The child-like wonder shifts into soft contentment as his eyes meet yours, a gentle smile crossing his lips once more. For a moment you can feel your breath catch in your throat while your stomach flutters. He’s a beautiful man and when he smiles, when he directs it at you, and you alone, it feels like you’re caught in an invisible net.

He sits down close to the edge of the cliff, leaning back on his long arms as he lets his head fall. Looking at you upside down, he huffs a chuckle before lifting his head to look out over the beautiful Pandora landscape ahead of him. Following his line of sight, you know exactly what he sees. The forest is bathed in glittering lights of every color, the plants below glowing beautifully as they share their lights with everything Eywa has touched. Sitting down on the ground beside Quaritch, you fall into a comfortable silence, your eyes turned to the Great Mother’s creations.

As the silence stretches on, Quaritch’s heat draws you closer until your shoulders eventually bump into each other. His bare skin radiates so much warmth, the sensation almost like getting wrapped up in soft blankets on a cold, rainy day where the wind howled through the cracks in the maruis. You don’t notice how you gravitate closer and closer until you’re plastered to his side, your head leaning against his shoulder. The silence is comfortable and his warmth even more so. Looking up at him, you notice how he’s only staring at you, a gentle look on his face. Smiling back up at him, you close your eyes as his right hand comes up to slowly push away a strand of your hair. The hand ends up cupping your face before his thumb caresses your cheek as you open your eyes to stare up at him again. You watch as he slowly leans down towards you, his eyes hooded as he nears, clearly intending for your lips to meet in a kiss. His descent is slow, his forehead resting on yours, giving you time to pull away if this is not what you wanted. His eyes meet yours, asking for permission before he turns his head slightly to the side to kiss you. Panic strikes you and before you know it, you pull away. You’re not ready for this. It’s too soon. You quickly get to your feet, stepping away from him.

“It is late. I need to be with my son,” It’s the sorriest of excuses, the rejection so poorly veiled that it almost pains you. Still, Quaritch does not rage, does not raise his voice or take. Instead, he looks up at you with something aching to sadness before he nods, pulling his long legs beneath himself as he gets up. And that somehow makes you feel worse.

“I understand,” He says, not meeting your eyes.

You’re just left standing there as he calls for your Ikrans, watching as they land before you. He holds your hand as he helps you up on Hawnu’s back, but no matter how much you search for them, his eyes never lift up to meet yours. There are no lingering touches, no gentle smiles, or commentary. Instead, he lets go of your hand as soon as you’re sat across Hawnu’s back, turning his back on the both of you as he walks over to Cupcake, rubbing her forehead and whispering something to her when she screeches loudly after he makes tsaheylu. The flight back is uncomfortably silent. And when you arrive at the base, your parting is even more silent as he walks to your door, putting his hand on the box before opening it for you. But before you’ve even entered, he’s turned for his own door, opening and closing it, without a goodbye, without even looking back.

Stepping into your room, the wrongness of the situation fills you. The door closes behind you, its metal latches clicking into place as it seals you off from the outside world. Stepping into the room, you smile gently at Spider snoring loudly in your nest. He’s twisted into his blankets, a half-eaten spartan fruit sitting beside his head. Picking up the fruit, you put it down on the table before stepping into the nest. Curling around Spider, you wrap your arms around him, smiling at the way he sighs happily. There’s a pain in your chest, however. A pain that doesn’t go away as night gives way to dawn. Staring out of the see-through metal wall, you go through what happened time after time, after time again.

Why had you pulled away? Had you not wanted this from him too? Huffing a humorless chuckle to yourself, you almost chastise yourself for even thinking about it. He was the sky demon, the destroyer of Pandora, the very person who destroyed your hometree. He was incapable of loving anything but himself and yet… Eywa eventually blesses you with rest, your mind numb and your soul empty as you drift off to sleep.

When the door to your room opens, the day is bright and Spider has watched his TV for a while. Ja enters your room carefully, eyes searching for yours as he takes you in. Understanding seems to hit him and he clears his throat before stepping further into the room when Spider excitedly greets him. You watch as the two bump their fists together, Spider grinning wildly as he asks about what the plans for the day were.

“Bet you’re hungry?” Ja grins down at Spider before looking up at you, “Ma’am?”

“Mom, you didn’t get to see all the stuff we gathered yesterday. Mansk said we’ll be rolling down the hallway by the time we’ve eaten it all,” Spider’s excitement brings a smile to your face, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. You thank the Great Mother that your son doesn’t realize it.

“He made some really great dishes for us, Ma’am,” Ja smiles gently before walking out of your room.

Following Ja into the common room, you’re surprised to see a long table in the middle of the room. The unit is gathered there, eating and chatting animatedly with each other as they laugh. Quaritch sits at the end, moving a piece of ovumshroom around on his plate. He doesn’t meet your eyes as you sit down to eat with them, doesn’t greet you or acknowledge you at all. In fact, Quaritch doesn’t meet your eyes the entire day, avoiding contact as much as possible and giving silly excuses each time you try to talk to him.

It pained you to see him like this. Pained you to know that your hesitant rejection had caused this. He had been nothing but kind toward you and your son, had worked harder than anyone and yet when it came down to it, you hadn’t been ready to accept him just yet. Maybe he thought you didn’t accept him at all? But that couldn’t be, you had accepted his courting after all. Your heart twisted painfully at the thought, your ears flattening against your skull as your tail whipped anxiously against your nest. Sighing deeply, you decided that you would corner him come morning. All of this just had to be a poor misunderstanding, right?

Chapter 9 | Masterpost | Chapter 11

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miaxox · 11 months

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First time writing for Miguel except it's a Miguel x daughter reader. Whoops. Gotta pretend I'm not madly in love with him for a minute. Enjoy.

Warnings: Some curse words, trauma, angry Miguel, sad Miguel, emo Miguel. Joking. Angst and loss.

Caption: Miguel had lost Gabriella-His youngest daughter when his world collapsed with her in his arms. His eldest daughter Y/n was always neglected by Miguel and was instead favourited by her mother. But, just like Gabriella, her mom was too taken from her. In a fit of rage towards Miguel for not treating her like a daughter, Y/n escapes from Miguel's side and leaves not knowing she landed on Earth 42 with a terrifying alternate version of her friend Miles Morales. She finds comfort in Miles and soon they both become a terrifying spider duo. Y/n stays there with Miles not knowing Miguel was on the hunt for her, along with some other Spider people and he wasn't gonna stop until he finds her.

FIRST PART IS SHORT BUT IM HOPING TO MAKE THIS A SERIES.

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Miguel felt lost.

Lyla had tried her best to get Miguel to stop looking at those old pictures, those videos. The ones of him smiling and laughing. The ones of him holding his baby. Without Gabriella, Miguel felt alone. But he wasn't alone. He had Y/n. His eldest girl and the one person who despite him not loving her the same as Gabriella, stuck by his side.

“Miguel, you gotta stop” Lyla states. Miguel didn't answer.

He stared at the picture of Gabriella he kept on his computer for hours. His eyes grew drier and his face dropped to a frown you'd swear he'd never smiled in his life.

Y/n gently opened the door to his office. Her heart beating a mile an hour as she stepped in. Would he notice her? Maybe. Maybe not.

“Papa?” Y/n asked stepping forward. Miguel didn't answer. Lyla looked over at Y/n, she glitched and faced Y/n.

“He's not taken his eyes off that screen in hours. Days even. He just keeps replaying the same video over and over” Lyla states with a sad look. Y/n sighs and walks forward.

“Papa, can I talk to you?” Y/n questioned gently. Miguel closed his eyes as if he was trying to block out her voice. “It's important” With that, Miguel shut the computer screen off and turned his back to her. Y/n took a chance and stepped forward again.

“What is it Y/n?” Miguel sighed. Y/n stood silent for a moment before playing with her hands nervously.

“I'm worried about you,” She said. “You haven't spoken to anyone in days. And I know you're hurting and it's hard but I'm still here! I'm here. I'm not leaving and it feels like you don't care if I did.”

Miguel hit the desk and turned to her with a glare. “Your right.” He stopped walking and faced her. “I don't care”

“Miguel-”

“QUITE LYLA!” He yelled as Lyla disappeared in an instant. Y/n stood back a little frightened but held her strong attitude towards him.

“I have tried so hard....to prove to you that I wasn't the reason Gabriella is gone. I'm still your daughter. I tried to save Gabi I really did. I was with her when she disappeared and so were you! Don't act like your the only person who lost her!” Y/n yelled. Her blood boiling.

Miguel crossed his arms and glared down at her. “You didn't try. If you tried she’d still be here.” He uttered under his breath. Y/n looked shocked and stood forward in fury.

“I DIDN'T KILL HER! IT WAS MY FAULT!” She cried out.

“BUT YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HELP! SHE DISAPPEARED IN MY ARMS Y/N!” Miguel growled in rage.

“I DID TRY. I RAN TO HER WHEN SHE WAS CRYING. BUT THERE WERE OTHER PEOPLE TOO. PEOPLE SCREAMING AND PEOPLE CRYING OUT FOR THEIR LOVED ONES. I.WAS. NOT. ABLE.TO.GET.TO.HER!” Y/N's words were like poison.

Miguel glared at her. “You didn't try hard enough. She's gone. And you're still here. That's not fair and you know it”

Y/n scoffed. “Why? Because you loved her more?” She yelled. Miguel gave her a look.

“I didn't love her more. What are you talking about?” He gritted his teeth. Y/n stood back in fake shock.

“Wow, not even gonna admit it. You never wanted me there. Not now, not then. All your focus was on Gabriella. Her soccer matches, her school plays, and her days out at the park. All of it. Not one time have you told me you wanted to hang out with me. Just me. Not ONE time!” Y/n spoke harshly. “I don't think you'd even care if I was gone too. It's like I was never here in the first place!”

Miguel rolled his eyes at her words. He would never admit he favoured Gabi more. His mind racing with endless things he would like to say to Y/n p. But not one of them was “I love you”

“Fine. If your gonna ignore me. Fine. That's it. I'm done here.” Y/n glared before turning on her heel and marching to the door.

“And where the hell do you think your going huh?” Miguel yelled.

“Somewhere you hopefully will never find me!” She shouted and slammed the door. Miguel was left angry, confused, hurt, and at a loss for words. Lyla apeared by his side again with a shocked stare.

“Miguel, what was that?” She asked. Miguel waved her off.

“Just Y/n having another tantrum about her jealousy.” Miguel sighed. “Dont worry. She won't go far”

Lyla stood a little hesitant. “Your sure about that Miguel?”

Miguel stared at the computer where Gabriellas smiling face was found.

“No”

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Stealing a watch from her father was one thing, jumping into a random portal she made with the watch she didn't know how to use, was another.

She screamed and began to glitch as her body fell through the portal. She tried to grab onto something but ended up landing on her back. She groaned in pain as she sat up. Her eyes clamped shut.

When she finally opened them, she was faced with a dark view. Her mind race as she held her side and stood up from the floor. She seemed to be on some sort of roof.

She hissed and walked over to the edge of the roof where she was faced with a dim city. Only a few lights here and there. It was like hell. So dark and full of chaos. Her eyes trailed over the building and down towards the traffic below. Cars drove back and forth but there was yelling and fires and city lamps flickering on and off.

Where the hell was she?

“Dont move” A voice spoke behind her. She did as she was told. Her body froze. “Make a sound and ill end you right here” The voice forced something into the back of her head. It felt like...... a metal fist?

“What's your name girl?” Another voice was heard. She hesitated. Her voice was shaky.

“Y/n” She answers and held her hands up in surrender afraid of what these people might do. One of the men chuckled.

“Turn around kid.” The man ordered as she slowly spun to face them. Two figures, one dressed casually with a whitish grey beard. The other wore a purple suit with claws and a long cape down the back. A mask covered their face as they tilted to look Y/n up and down.

“I'm Aaron. Aaron Davis.” The older man spoke up. His voice was deep and threatening. The other guy's mask unfolded and revealed Miles. Miles Morales.

Not her Miles, this Miles was taller, more threatening and his face was deadpan as he glared at her.

“I'm Miles Morales” He nodded up and took a step towards Y/n. He looked her up and down again before speaking.

“But you. You can call me, The Prowler”

#miguel x reader #across the spiderverse #miguel spiderman #spider man 2099 #spider punk #spiderverse spoilers #spiderman #lyla spiderman 2099 #miguel x you #miguel x y/n #angst prompt #miles morales

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sakiblack · 1 year

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Our old love will remain forever

EP 1

Miles Quaritch x navi reader

(I use Nari as your na'vi name but i will use y/n in other episodes)

(Words writen likeThis are spoken in na'vi)

(if there are any mistakes i'm sorry english is not my first language and i was writing this last night)

Your pov

Pandora's forests hold many dangers. But the most dangerous thing about Pandora …. is that you may grow to love her too much.We sing the songcords to remember. Each beat , a story in our life. A beat for the birth of my son Miles Socorro or Spider , as i only call him that. He is a human as i give birth to him while i was still human which im not anymore. Im Nari Sully , Jakes older sister. Years ago we both went to Pandora after our older brother died. Before his death he wanted to go to Pandora as he was one of the people that had an avatar body. He was ment to stay on the planet and explore it and he would have done that if he was not killed. Since Jake and i have the same dna as him we were asked to go instead of him.At the time we were both 2 depressed siblings as to Jake not being able to walk and me being fired 5 days ago.We did not have a life on Earth at least not anymore so we took the offer.

Pandora was something new to my eyes.It was a lot more different then Earth , more green and alive.It was beautiful and it was the place i met him , Miles Quaritch.Back then i was so in love , it was like he was the only one for me ,but now im not sure what he is to me.He destroyed the home tree a place the na'vi lived.He killed so many na'vi , he killed the love i had for him.In the end of the war between the na'vi and humans he died but just before it all started to go down hill , before the war started he gived me a gift.My son.

As much as i hated him when he did all of thes things im happy he brought Spider in to my life.I do not know how my life would look like if Spider was not with me.He is my everything.

Before Quaritch died he did not know i was pregnant with his child.Sometimes i think if things would be defferent if he had known but i am not so sure that would change anything.

As i said before , Spider was born when i was still human and about 5 months after i became a true na'vi.My human body was given a proper burial.I was no longer a human but one of the people.Jakes mate Neytiri was my good friend and i was happy to hear that 1 year after spider was born she was having a baby her self.It was a boy Neteyam and not long after him they adopted Kiri , Graces child that was born from her avatar body.Some time later they had 2 other kids Loak and Tuk.They were all great kids and were witk Spider all the time.I was living in one of the science labs with spider.I was scared he would get hurt and the people to help him were too far away.Life was simple and perfect that was until the sky people came back.I know i was one of them but after what hapened i cand bring my self to call them my kind.As they came back they destroyed everything in their way.The forest it was red.The whole forest was on fire it was the moment i knew i could never think of my self as one of them.They are demons all of them.

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Me , my brother , his mate , Neteyam , Loak and some other warriors were attacking one of the trains from the sky people.I was on my ikran flying close to my brother.The warriors on the ground attacked the train as it blew up. Neytiri and Jake took down some of the helicopters.We had some time to get things from the train before the rest of the sky people came back. I was on my ikran looking left and right to see if the sky people were comming back and for about 4 minutes they were nowhere but just as i was starting to thing they will not come i saw a helicopter.

-The demons are back!

I yelled and hissed.I saw the other going back home and i did as well but i was still looking around for my brother and his family.

-Nari! I heard a voice call my name.It was Loak.

-Where is your brother?

I asked looking around him to see if i could see Neteyam.

-He is with dad we kind of went to the ground.

-You did what!? You do know you two could have gotten hurt right?!

I asked him anger and worry in my voice.

-I know i just wantet dad to see i am not a baby.

Oh this boy Jake really is too hard on him.

-Loak you do not need to do stupid things for your father to notice you.

-I know i just wanted to agh i dont know.

-I get it Lo but promise me you will not get you and your brother in danger .

-Yes Nari.

He said looking at me with a smile.

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We came back to the hide out after some time as Jake ,Neteyam and Neytiri joined us .We all landed as Tuk , Kiri and Spider came to us.

-Spider.

I said as i gived him a big hug.I could hear Jake scolding Loak and Neteyam.Spider walked to my ikran and i looked at my brother.Neytiri was now telling Jake Neteyam is bleeding.It took him a moment before he leted Neteyam go.They all left and Loak was now alone with his dad still scolding him.

-Jake.

I sadi as he looked at me im guessing he did not even know i was there.

-Nari dont he did something wrong.

-I know but he knows he did something wrong.You do not need to be so strict with him.

I sadi as Loak looked at me.

-Nari……

He looked at me and sighed.

-Get out of hire boy.

He said to Loak as Loak started to walk away.

-Your too hard on them.

I said after some time.

-I know im just scared for them.

-I get that but you need to know they are your children they are doing their best.Dont be so hard on them.After all you were just like Loak when you first came hire.

I said with a smirk on my face.

-What?

He asked looking at me confused.

-Oh please you were a trouble maker when we first came hire.

I said as he now had a small smile on his face.

-Just try to be more nice.

-I will try.

He said as i started to walk to the tent the kids were in.

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-Mom!

I was woken up by Spider standing next to me.

-What is it Spider?

I asked still a little sleepy.

-Can i go out with Kiri,Loak and Tuk?

He asked .

-Hm yeah sure but be careful , dont get hurt and doont do anything stupid.Got it?

-Yeah yeah

He replied as he started to walk out of our tent.

-Oh and make sure you all come back by eclips.

-Yes yes got it mom.

He said as he went out of the tent.I was going to go train with Jake and Neytiri so i was happy Spider and the others will have fun.Jake , Neytiri and i went training every now and then when we had time.It was a family thing we all did to hand out and still train at the same time.It was fun and this time it wont be different.I made my way out of the tent some time later and i saw Neytiri standing next to her ikran.

-Good morning.

I said as she looked at me with a smile.

-Good morning Nari.

She replied as she made her way to me.

-I hope you do not mind Neteyam joining us.

-Oh not at all im happy for him to come with us.

I said as i could hear Jake say good morning to me while he was walking to us.

-Good morning little brother.

-Will you stop calling me that.

-Never.

I said as Neytiri smiled at us.

-She is right Ma Jake she is older then you.

Said Neytiri as Jake looked at her.

-So your on her side too hm . First it was our kids and now you.

That made all of us laugh.It was not long after Neteyam came and we all went on our ikrans and started to fly.I loved flying it was something that made me feel calm.Sometimes i took Spider with me but that was not often.I am still a mother and i am scared for him.He is a human he could get hurt fast.But i still let him do his things i want him to be happy . So i often just push my worry to the side.

Spider pov.

We were just going exploring the forest but in the end we got captured by some avatars.We saw them near the old shack and just as we were going away they captured us.They came out of nowhere.

-It amost eclips come on.

Said Tuk as they appered .They all grabed us.I grabed my bow and aimed at one of the avatars but in the end i troped it.Kiri said its a bad idea and if i did not drop it they would probably do something i did not like.As they grabed us 3 others came to us probably the ones we saw at the old shack.

-What do we have hire.

Said a man looking at all of us.He looked at me for a second and then went to Loak as the other guy showed him Kiris hand.

-Show me your fingers.

He said lookig at Loak but the only response he got was the midle finger.

-Oh you are his arent you?

He asked as Loak hissed.He grabed him and i could hear my self yelling to him to stop.He pulled out a knife after Loak did not want to tell him about Jake.

-Stop dont please! Let him go!

Yelled Kiri as the man made his way to her.

-Kiri! Hey no stop!

Yelled Loak.

-Hey ! Hey dont touch her!

I yelled as the man looked at me.

-What is your name kid?

He asked after some time of looking at me.

-Spider.

I said.

-Socorro

I sadi as the man looked at me confused.

-Miles?

He asked.Now i knew it .Now i knew who he was.The man that my mother talked about when i was a kid.The one she cryed for every night long ago.He was my father.Oh how i hated to even think that.

-Nobody calls me that.

I sadi as he was still shocked.Now i know he knows who i am too.

-Well ill be damned.Well i figured they would sent you back to Earth.

He said still looking at me.

-My mother stayed hire and no mother would let her child go.Plus they cant put babies in cryo dipshit.

As i said the first part his face became even more shocked then before.For a second i could even see tears in his eyes.

-Your mother.

There was a long pause before he continued.

-Your mother did not went back to Earth?

-No.She bacame a na'vi .

I said looking at him with anger.He was looking at me with sadness now.

-Does she have a.

He started but i interrupted him.

-No she does not .

I do not know how i knew what he was asking but i some how just knew he was asking me if she has a mate or for them a partner.I dont even know why he wanted to know that but i did not care.He was looking at me for a little longer and then got up and started to walk to the old shack.

Your pov

We were flying for a long time talking and shooting with a bow.It was getting close to eclips and we were about to make our way back home but just then i heard something.We all have some kinds of walkie talkies but a lot smaller and they were located under our ears.It was for communicating when we were not together.And this time it was Loak calling us.

-Devil dog, this is Eagle eye,over.

-Eagle eye send your traffic.

Replied Jake.

-Ive got eyes on some guys.They look like avatars but they are in full camo and carrying Ars.There are 6 of them over.

Loak said as Neytiri and i looked at one another with worry.

-What is your pos over?

Asked Jake.

-We are at the old shack.

Replied Loak.

-Who is we?

Asked Jake.There was a long pause before Loak replied.

-Me , Kiri , Spider …. And Tuk.

Loak replied.

Spider.I felt like i was about to faint.Spider was in truble.I felt tears run down my face as i looked at Jake.

-Son you listen to me very carefully. Pull back right now.Do not make a sound.

-Get the hell out of there.Move, copy?

-Yes sir, moving out.

Replied Loak.

-Dad i know a quick way!

Said Neteyam.I yelped as i followed Neteyam , Neytiri and Jake behind me.

It was not long after we got there .It was dark and you could only hear the night life.We all landet on a big branche. I got down from my ikran.

-Tam tam tam Mira.

I said as i peted her.

-No no you stay hire.

I could hear Jake say to Neteyam.

-But dad im a warrior like you. Im supposed to fight.

Said Neteyam.

-Neteyam.

Said Neytiri looking at him.

-Im not ganna say it again.

There was a long pause before Neteyam replied.

-Yes sir.

-Lets go.

I sadi as i started to make my way to the place my son was at.

The forest was dark the only light was the flowers that were glowing.It was raining by the time we got there.Jake went to the ground and Neytiri and i moved to another tree.

Neytiri yellped. It was a yellp that made the kids know we were hire.

We both got on the tree right next to the kids and the 6 avatars.I was looking at every one of them as i saw Kiri and Spider being held by some man.I felt anger inside me and my tail started to move around.

- Mawey.

Said Neytiri in a silent voice.

I looked at her and then back at the avatars.I was looking at every one of them until i say one that looked familiar but i just could not know whu it was.Neytiri yellped again and started to make her move.She shot the guy that was holding Spider and Kiri.

-Contact rear!

Yelled the guy that was familiar as the rest started to shoot at us.

-Loak!

Yelled Neytiri to Loak as the guys started to yell.

I could see Spider ,Kiri ,Loak and Tug running away.Good now we just gatta get out of hire.

-That you mrs Sully?I recognize your calling card.

Neytiri and i both gasped as we looked at one another.It cant be him.

- Quaritch.

I said in a silent voice.

-Why dont you come out mrs Sully?You and i we got some unfinished business.

He said.I was still in shock as Neytiri looked at the kids running away.

-Demon! I will kill you as many times as i have to!

Yelled Neytiri.

He started to talk but i did not listen i was in my own worls.How is he alive?Why is he hire?

My thoughts were distracted as someone started to shoot at us.That made me jump down from the tree as Neytiri was running away jumping from trea to trea.

I looked back and saw him.It really was him.It took him a little to spot me but he did and when he did his eyes opened wide.It was him and at this moment i knew he knew whu i was as well.I pulled out my bow and aimed at one of the man next to him but i missed.I hissed as i started to run after Spider and Kiri.It did not take me long to get to them.

-Mom!

Yelled Spider as he looked back at me.At that moment something exploited behind me.It made me lose balance but i grabed one of the vines. Unfortunately Spider did not have the same luck as me cus when i looked at him he was falling down from the branche we were all on.

-Spider!

I yelled as i saw him land and not move.Neytiri came out of nowhere as she grabed Kiri.I did not even bother to look at them i just jumped down to where Spider was.I could hear Kiri yell mine name as well as Spiders but i did not care.By the time i looked up they were gone.

-Spider oh great mother help me.

I said as i started to cry.I heard someone walk to us and as i looked to my left i saw him and some other avatars.I pulled out my knife as i left the bow on the branche.I hissed and stood on top of Spider in a protective manner.They all started to move closer as 2 of them aimed guns at me.

-Stay back demons or i will take your life!

I said hissing. I am not sure if they knew what i sadi but i saw Quaritch holding his hand up to let them know they cant shoot.He started to walk closer and that made me hiss even more.

-Get away demon!

I yelled looking at him with killer eyes.

-Calm down if you dont we will have to use force.

He said in a calm voice.I was looking at him not paying attention to the others when out of nowhere i felt something around my hands and someone push me down.I yelled as i kicked the person on top of me but it did not help.My hands were tied up and my knife on the ground.I saw Quaritch standing next to Spider looking at him.

-Dont you dare hurt him! If you do anything to him i will kill you demon!

I yelled as that was everything i could do.He looked at me and started to make his was to me.

-Dont do anything stupid , dont fight us and he will be safe.

There was a long pause.

-I promise.

I looked at him and then back to Spider.He is hurt and needs help they can help him but at the same time they could hurt him.But it was the only option i had . I looked back at him.

-Promise?

I asked looking at him.I do not thing he knew what i said so i said it again.

-Promise?!

I asked but this time yelling.

-I promise.

He replied as he went back to Spider and picked him up.The guy holding me down did the same as i yelled at him.

-I can walk on my own!

He puted me down just holding my hand as we all started to walk back to the old shack. By now Spider was awake looking around him before he saw me. He wanted to fight the man holding him as is said something.

- Mawey Spider , Mawey.

I said in a calm voice.He looked at me and stoped.We got back to the old shack and after about 2 minutes a helicopter came.The guy holding my hand grabed me and putted me on his shoulder.I hissed and i could see Quaritch looking at the guy with anger in his eyes.Was it that he was jealous or maybe protective? I am not sure and at that moment i did not care.I only wanted Spider to be safe and to get us out of hire and i will. I promise my child.

#avatar way of water #avatar x reader #miles quaritch x reader #avatar #awow #awatar way of water x reader #miles quaritch

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catboy-sephiroth · 7 months

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Back in March, @prismaticpichu briefly described a scene she was writing to me - roughly 2 sentence summary - and I was so inspired by what she was telling me I decided to do my own take on it. Ordinarily, that'd be where it ends. I was reminded of it recently, though, and I figure this blog is as good a place as any to share. (I did also ask her first just in case ^^)

I present to you: ouch! owie! it's Zack (degradation edition)

"Angeal's dead, because of you. Do you know that?"

So much anger and poison lay in Zack's tone. The wound still on his shoulder, the grey starting to speck into his hair, The tension in his frame, the sword drawn - their comparatively calm woodland surroundings only lent a sense of dissonance. A sense this shouldn't really be happening.

Sephiroth had thought there was a mutual understanding, about Angeal, that death was not the plan. But then, they'd never really spoken about that mission, and here they were again. If he couldn't save them last time, he shouldn't have held onto hope this time, either.

Sephiroth had a sickening feeling, the longer he lived, that his choices were never going to matter.

"Zack, we don't have to do this," he still said, barely holding back the boiling feeling.

"You didn't have to, either," Zack spat.

Clear as day - Zack stood ready with Buster, only awaiting the moment Sephiroth drew his own sword.

Whether he turned against Zack or Shinra, what was left for him? How could he return to Shinra with blood on his hands and work for them as if nothing had changed, and they would chew on his will until nothing was left? But could he turn away from Shinra, either, who would clutch onto him 'til the last?

Quietly, he assumed his stance with Masamune, his heart and mind running through all the possibilities - to see what he could still salvage from the crumbling form, the inevitable death of yet another friend.

"Your move," Sephiroth said, because for what it was worth, damned if he was going to be the instigator.

His grip tightened around Masamune, finally deciding his path. This was going to be precise. Luckily, he had spent his whole living memory being precise.

"I get it," Zack growled, charging. "Even now, you're still putting it all on me!"

Even through the sting, Sephiroth didn't falter. He ducked beside a diagonal swing and went in for a grab around the waist.

Zack's reaction was immediate, flailing to escape before his rotting mind could catch up. And Zack was damn strong - but Sephiroth could not let go.

"Get off -"

"I'm not going to fight you!"

Zack finally slowed down. Took a deep breath. Sunk into the hug, recognising it for what it was.

"Damn it... We made a promise, didn't we, and now look what's happened..."

Sephiroth listened, quietly. To his words. To his racing heartbeat.

"I went and screwed it up again. I- you sent me, but it was me who did it, every time, this time too -"

"Zack, stop."

"It's going to keep getting worse," Zack sniffled. "Should just put me out of my damn misery already-"

"Zack!" Sephiroth loosened to look at him directly. "I will not. This entire time, haven't I been trying to avoid it? Hurting my loved ones?"

Zack blinked his teary eyes. Finally, he threw his arms back around Sephiroth. But he whispered:

"Sometimes not doing it hurts more."

And Sephiroth understood. He understood the horrible web they were caught in, where any action would disturb every thread, would call the hungry spider closer.

And he held back the words: I love you.

Because such a comfort was only the twist of a knife.

#i tend to call this a #fanfic lump #i dunno if I'll really be sharing fic here much or but writing and art aren't so different really #the big difference between mine and hers was in her original version #the “i love you” did go said #of course the tone and voice were also very different. more actively dramatic! very different dialogue! it's very cool!#but under the differences the bones of it are ofc the same so it's fun to look at #crisis core

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mad-world-of-meyrin · 6 months

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I was the handsome blond's eyes, and the voice of the orphan

Notes : This writing comes from my Hogwarts Legacy story We had it all available on Wattpad in English and French (Nous avions tout). Enjoy !

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Synopsis of the story : ' All my life I've been heading for hell, but never had I thought I'd drag you down as well ' - Sebastian Sallow

' They sold their hearts for diamonds and gold. I refuse to go down the same path as them. You and I have everything. ' -Omnis Gaunt

❗Warning : Hogwarts Legacy game spoilers❗

Y/n is a young witch who entered Hogwarts in the 5th year, and who found her place among the Slytherins. Between her many outings to explore the surroundings of the castle, or her fights against poachers, giant spiders or even trolls, her year was eventful.

Ranrok now defeated, and Hogwarts saved from a disastrous fate, y/n must face new dilemmas : the death of her beloved professor Eleazar Fig; and her budding feelings for two of her closest friends, Omis Gaunt and Sebastian Sallow. Two handsome boys with tortured souls. They are the opposite of each other, but have one thing in common : their love for y/n.

The OWLs are fast approaching and the year is coming to an end. Y/n hopes somehow that her 6th year will go well. But between her mixed feelings, the responsibilities that will be entrusted to her at Hogwarts and the new threats that will hang over her and her friends, can she hope to one day find a peaceful and safe life ?

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Ominis Gaunt.

Our relationship started off very badly... He saw me as the girl who was going to cause trouble for his friend, the one who was going to lead him to the wrong side and influence each of his choices.

He didn't suspect for a single second that the problem wouldn't come from me, but from Sebastian.

Where Ominis thought I would be the leader, I was actually the follower. Where he thought I could help them, I only pushed them deeper.

Neither white nor black, I was only gray throughout the conflict...

What was my job ? Persuade Ominis and gain his trust, so that Sebastian can achieve his goals without incident.

I made promises that I couldn't keep. I tried, then failed miserably.

I was the handsome blond's eyes, reporting to him the strange and dangerous practices in which his friend indulged, of which he had not spoken a word.

I was the voice of the orphan, his words and thoughts passed through my lips and tightened my throat with every syllable, every lie I told to the heir of the great Salazar Slytherin.

I played the role of the person to refer to; the shoulder on which, over time, rests an increasingly heavy weight that we seek to balance at all costs.

They were both begging for my help, but for radically opposite reasons.

I moved neither in the light nor in the darkness. I was constantly walking on a thin, loosely stretched rope that frayed as I moved forward.

From peace came discord; from joy only came sorrow; and the will to help and do good has finally disappeared, leaving behind a trail of dust that I am desperately trying to wipe away.

When my relationship was evolving with one, the other was not around; and the day the first decided to leave, the second took his place.

A place constantly occupied by a different person, a place assigned to those who want it and think they can handle the responsibilities assigned to it.

We all had difficult childhoods, marked by family problems, internal conflicts and an unbearable inability to defend ourselves.

Sebastian lost his parents at a very young age, which led him to live with a man who had little interest in him. Unconsciously, life forced him to grow and mature too quickly. Everything he knows, he learned it of his own free will. No one gave him any help.

I grew up in the gloomy environment in which Purebloods live, evaluating the value of each person, each thing that crossed my visual field.

I have not known the tender kisses that mothers place on the forehead of their child before he falls asleep; I don't know what it feels like to be complimented by your parents; or what the discussions a harmonious family shares around the dinner table look like.

My parents didn't hit me, they didn't insult me or put me down. They prepared me for the life I was supposed to have later, the one I always tried to avoid. They gave me a taste of the world I should have encountered, the population I should have encountered.

They just weren't cut out to be parents. Or at least parents of a girl like me.

But sometimes I feel like thanking them. The world is cold and unkind, but the shock is less important to me.

Maybe if they had never done this, I wouldn't be as strong and resilient as I am now.

My journey has some similarities to that of Ominis. An odious family, a title we refuse to bear, a heavy past anchored in our memories...

Even if our childhoods are similar, I cannot imagine what he experienced, and is still experiencing today, in the same way that he cannot understand what I felt every time my parents' gaze fell on me.

I never spoke to him about my past life, just like he always remains reserved when someone asks him questions about his.

But I want to learn more about him, to be the one he wants to confide in. The person he can rely on, and who will never drag him down.

Ominis Gaunt. Our relationship started off very badly, but grew stronger and closer over time. And my heart cannot bear my lack of knowledge about him.

I need to know... Why does the snake sign displease him so much ? Why does the seal that represents his family’s coat of arms disgust him ? What role does he play in his lineage ? What future is in store for him...

' Ominis, who is this letter from ? '

' From my parents... '

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #x reader #fanfic #wizard #harry potter #wattpad #sebastian sallow x reader #ominis gaunt x reader #garreth weasley #natsai onai #poppy sweeting #amit thakkar #romance #sebastian sallow x mc #ominis gaunt x mc

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manchurian-barnes · 1 year

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Coffee Shop Blues and Reds Part Two (Peter Parker x F! Reader)

Post NWH - Collage Peter!

Busy nights filled with college course work, leads to late nights in a crappy coffee shop, the only perk? Friendly neighbourhood company.

To keep updated heres the Series Masterlist and for my other works, you can find My Masterlist Here!

“So really what you’re telling me is that your boss is just an irredeemable asshole?” You laughed slightly as you leaned back in the familiar wooden chair of the coffee shop. Since that first night, you’d met up with Peter every couple of days, and texted frequently between it all. The guy was a total dork, he was awkward, he made stupid science jokes and he was one of the nicest guys you had ever spoken to. The two of you were also frequently so busy that these late-night meetings were the only times you both were truly free. Peter helped at homeless shelters and apparently was constantly trying to chase Spider-Man, trying to get clear photos of the hero. He laughed and brushed his hair back as he looked to you, his shoulders pulled up into a shrug and he sighed a bit, “I guess that’s exactly what I’m saying. He’s…He’s a…divisive character.”

Shaking your head you leaned forwards on the table a bit more, head tilting to the right, “You waste your photographic talents for that man.” You didn’t notice the way Peter had started to truly look at you, he felt so much… warmth around you. “We talk too much about me-“ He deflected, “You hardly talk about your job.”. He watched as you sucked in a breath, lips pulling tightly to a lopsided frown, “There’s not much to talk about Pete-“ “Come on.” “I work in a shitty diner, barely make enough to get by, and the rest of my time I’m taking a writing course- “

His eyes seemed to light up when you focused on yourself instead of him. “You’re a writer?” “I would like to be a journalist.” You sheepishly admitted to him. A small smirk dawned on his face; he bit his lip as he watched you shy away. “You know, I could help-“ He started to speak and he just stopped, “I won’t write slander about my hero.” You told him, oddly it was his face that went a bit red at that. You figured it was embarrassment about working for J Jonah Jameson. “Your hero-“ he uttered under his breath, he liked that, he wanted to be that, he already was… Peter sat more to attention as a shiver ran down his spine. “I have to go.“ he let out, and he stood, heading for the door. Weirdly cop cars went past and you let out a slight laugh, “You better go keep up, Spidey might be there, Mr. Paparazzi.” You waved but honestly as he rushed out the door a part of you ached.

The thing Peter didn’t know, the main thing you didn’t tell him, is that he might just be the only person in the city you regularly spoke to. You blipped, and your mom didn’t. Five years was a long time, and a lot could happen. You came home, to find she was gone. She’d gotten sick. You were on your own, and you’d barely finished high school. Peter was maybe the one friend you had. You pulled your jacket round yourself and stood up, clearing the table. Throwing away both cups and tugging your bag around your body. Holding the strap tightly as you went out into, the cold night air. Starting to walk towards your matchbox of an apartment.

Peter swung down the side of a building, shots firing past him as he dealt with a bank robbery. He fell against the wall and looked up, the white eyes of his mask going wide “C’mon guys! Make this easier for yourself!” He called to the band of criminals. “Money isn’t everything-What are you missing in your life-“ He yelped, fighting a man backwards, firing a web and tugging another back from the vault, “Self-reflect!” He called to him. “Do you ever shut the hell up?!” an angry man yelled as he pointed the gun right at Spider-Man. “Peters hand shot upwards and he pushed the gun at the ceiling and he just webbed up the men. No nonsense as he heard police sirens pulling towards the back. “It’s the boys in blue!” He called out, “Officers!” he stepped onto the street and then swung away.

Landing in an alley not too far from the bank, he let himself feel all the pain and exhaustion, half falling against a garbage can. Letting out a sigh of pain and tiredness. “Hello?!” He heard a soft, familiar voice. Your voice. Shit. Fucking. Fuck.

The clatter of the garbage can had startled you as you walked, stalling at the end of the alley as you watched a figure fall. “Hello?!” You called as you moved forwards a little. “IM OKAY!” a voice in a panic called back, making you shake your head. You stepped closer, “are you sure?” You asked back. At which point Peter half pulled his mask on, over his eyes as he stood. “Im great!” He yelled, and he froze when he was fully confronted with you. You stepped back in fright for a second before you looked at him with wide eyes. “SPIDER-MAN?!” you screamed. He moved forwards holding a finger to his lips. “YES! Yes but please just- I’m not here-“ He told you in a hiss of a whisper. He watched as your eyebrow quirked up. His voice. Fuck. You knew his voice. “…Are you okay?” You repeated in a more gentle tone, stepping closer, making him step back. That peaked your curiosity even more. “I’m alright.” He’d dropped his voice lower, stepping back again and tripping up on the lid of the garbage can he’d knocked over. “FU-“ He yelped. You moved quickly trying to hold your hand out with enough time to stop him falling but, you’d been just too slow.

You looked at him as he lay on the ground, his mask knocked more to the side of his face and you saw him. You saw his eye. “Peter?!” You gasped out. “I can explain!” He spoke back quickly, just relenting as he pulled his mask off. Still laying in the trash. “there’s not really much to explain-“ You tried, “I’m Spider-Man-“ “yeah I noticed that-“ “I am Spider-Man and you cant tell anyone-“ “Again, that was sort of a given from the mask-“ You couldn’t really process this, and had gone into some sort of state of shock.

“You’re being too calm about this-“ “What? That the cute guy I met at a coffee shop just happens to be a fuckin’ avenger-“ You staggered backwards from him a bit as he stood up, his arm reached for you as you swayed. “Y/n?” “Your bleeding-“ You felt sick seeing Peter, nice coffee shop guy Peter, was Spider-Man, and was bleeding from presumably dangerous crime fighting. “I-I hate blood-“ “Y/N!” Peter called out as you fell backwards, fainting from being overwhelmed. He cradled you in his arms. Looking at your face and just feeling the need, that overwhelming need to protect the one person in the city that knew him.

“I’ve got you.” He whispered.

End Of Part Two - Part Three! (Coming March 1st!)

If you enjoy the series and are curious about my other works you can find them on My Masterlist!

#peter parker reader insert #peter parker imagine #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker imagines #spider man imagine #spiderman fanfiction #spider man x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker fic #mcu fanfic #marvel reader insert #marvel imagines #marvel fanfiction

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STWG 10-15-2023

Prompt: spiders

Note: again, sorry for the late post of the prompt, I forget to actually post these after writing them. This is piggybacking off of the Addams family prompt, so enjoy.

Max walks into the house, her boots clicking satisfyingly off the old hardwood floors. She walks up the stairs but stops on the last one at the top turning her head to look at the beauty perched on the railing.

"Oh Daville, here you are." She says putting her hand out as the rose spider climbs daintily into her palm, "I missed you today. I met someone new, he was simply ghastly." She whispers to her best friend. She smiles slightly as the spider seems to lift a single leg as though to say 'eh, what can you do?' And she walks to her room sitting on her bed before setting Daville down.

"You know, he's a wolf. Those stupid wolves all seem to think women should swoon, but I'm an Addams. He's not winning that easily." She begins again now that they're alone, her Crystal ball lights up, and she glaces over before seeing her mother's beautiful pale face staring at her.

"Max, it seems Dustin has brought a new friend home. We're having dinner tonight with him and his family, the Munsters I believe. There's something we're all hoping to discuss, would you help Aunt Robin make the arsenic cookies my little thundercloud?" Max nods once, her mother was one of the only people she'd allow to speak to her so kindly, everyone else she was ready to snap. But Max loves her family, homicidal as she was they matched her in spookiness.

She stood reaching over to Daville and placing her on her shoulder before making her way to the large Habitat shed built for her, and watched as she climbed up to where the nest of young ones had been laid. Soon, she knew, Daville would have a brood and their daily talks would have far bigger and audience.

She made her way downstairs and stopped in the hallway glancing into the viewing room, her parents perched together while her father stared adoringly at her mother. She shivered, one day soon she'd have her own maniacal husband, someone who enjoyed her spiders, death plans, and poisonous cooking right along with her. She dreaded the thought of being a kept woman, but would she actually hate it as much as she thought?

As if sensing her presence the wolf she'd spoken to, well baited rather, turned and looks at her, a cocky eyebrow raised. She huffed, turning and walking to the kitchens even as she heard him follow closely behind, before making it to the door she spun around pinning him to the door.

"Why are you following me little pup?" She said a clear edge in her voice.

"Stop referring to me as a pup, you viper." He growled nipping at her.

"I could castrate you before anyone even heard you scream." Was all she responded with, the wolf's lips split into a grin.

"I know." He said eyes flashing again, "but then, I look forward to sparring for your attention for all of this life and the next."

Max's eyes widened and she felt herself flush, her grip faltering and he switched their positions leaning over her, he leaned down and she felt herself arching into his hold, no one had ever gotten the upper hand on her. Oh she was in trouble.

#stranger things #stwgdailyprompt #stwg prompt spiders #addams family au #stranger things au #Max Mayfield is Wednesday Addams #steve harrington is Morticia Addams #dustin henderson is pugsley addams #eddie munson is gomez addams #robin buckley is the witchy grandma but an aunt instead #hopper is lurch #lucas sinclair is eddie munster #eddie munson #steve harrington #max mayfeild #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #robin buckley #lumax

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blackdiamond2317 · 5 months

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Traitor Pt.2

WARNINGS: mentions of murder,kidnapping,torture,mentions of a seizure,mentions of death

A/N:I’m a horrible speller. This is my second time writing. This is proofread but if you see something that doesn’t make any sense pls let me I hope you like this story. Italics are inner thought,Bold is for spoken in Navi,”anything in quotation marks is being spoken”.(anything in parentheses is before something happen or context)

Summary: After the final battle you left to see what more did Pandora offer.Before you left you had no idea that Quaritch and his team would make their return.You kept your promise to Jake and Neytiri to come back for the birth of their baby boy Neteyam so you did,but some time later Grace’s Avatar was pregnant and you wanted to take care of the baby who you named Kiri after her birth you decided to stay until one day when the Sully’s had to leave the Omaticaya clan.

When you left the Omaticaya clan you made so many different discoveries found out that there were more dragons on Pandora that were far away from the sky people and Navi. It has been a year and you had a sense that it was time to return to the Omaticaya clan. After six days you returned you were greeted with cheers and many gifts but you turned the gifts down in a kindly manner. You then went to Jake and Neytiri she was heavily pregnant and was suspected to give birth in a couple of days. You stayed to bond with your nephew (Jake considers you as his sister) over the course of a few months you Jake and Neytiri found out that Grace’s avatar was pregnant you three didn’t know how this happen but when the baby girl was born you adopted her and named her Kiri. A few years later the Sully family became larger so you decided that you would stay. One day Lo’ak, Kiri,Spider and Tuk snuck out of the village thinking that no one would know that they snuck out but you saw them and thought you should follow them just in case something happened and thank Eywa you did because they stumbled upon were you killed Quaritch Jake told them that it was forbidden to go there but their curiosity got the best of them. You snuck up behind them scaring Tuk you apologized for your actions then you became to scold them for their actions you noticed something in the mud you told the children to stay where they are and you walked closer to see what it was you eventually got pretty far away from Lo‘ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk . It was foot prints to big to be human but large enough to be Navi but it wasn’t it was Avatar’s but the prints had boots you thought oh shit I have to get back to Lo’ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk you then heard a scream it sounded like Tuk’s you quickly got up and started to sprint to where you told the kids to stay but they were gone. You looked around for a bit then once you behind a tree you saw 12 Avatars holding the kids you let out a signal to let them know that you were there. The kids looked around still being restrained to look where you were hiding the Recoms didn’t think to much of it but once you made a weapon out of plant and started to kill of some of them they quickly realized that someone or something was after them once you killed Walker with a spear made out of plants straight into her heart Quaritch realized who was attacking he shouted “ is that you y/n” you were shocked when you realized that it was Quaritch he then yelled out “it seems like you got yourself some kids. Are they yours and Sully’s?” It took you by surprise that he of all people would ask this question but you yelled “Quaritch I won’t hesitate to kill you again!” What you didn’t realize is that Quaritch instructed one of his soldiers to find you and kill you but what they didn’t know is (before all of this you radioed Jake and Neytiri who was with Neteyam and told them the situation they asked what was your location and you told them that you by the old pod and you told them that Lo’ak,Kiri,Spider and Tuk was with you when Neytiri heard this she was scared for her children. Jake then told you to get the kids and get out of there but you then heard Tuk screaming you told them that something or someone had the kids so you told them to help you if anything happened.)Neteyam then shot the soldier trying to kill you one second later a big boom was heard sending you and Neteyam back luckily the kids managed to escape the soldiers holding them hostage but Spider was on the ground under a tree knocked out you went to go get him but you were surrounded by Quaritch and his team who had guns pointed at your head you had no choice but to surrender.

Jake,Neytiri,Neteyam,Kiri,Lo’ak and Tuk were gone so you had no one to help you. One solider punched you in the back of the head knocking you out before a helicopter came and got them they went to where the old pod was and they saw Quaritch’s AMP suit to get the footage of what happened to him they saw you in front of him when you said “you will pay for what you did to Grace!” they then saw you manipulating the plants around to create a spear and pierce him in his heart then they saw you standing above Colonels dead body slicing his head off this made some of the soldiers look away and some puking. Then it was a bright light shining above them indicating that it was the helicopter picking them up bringing them back to base where you and Spider were being held captive.

When you woke up you felt a sharp pain in your head and your back you then looked at your back seeing that your wings were cut off you felt hot tears coming down your face and started to cry eventually it lead to silent screams then high pitched blood curdling screams you felt your powers rush through you sending whatever or whoever back it alarmed everyone in the building that you were awake you thought they cut off my wings! Why? Why? Why would they do that? I’ll have their heads or maybe burn them ( your wings were stored in the SeaDragon) when you heard the door open you saw the Recoms coming inside you instantly became hostile and you started to mutter “son of a bitch what do they want now” then you heard a voice that belonged to Spider reply to what you just said you were surprised that he heard you speak he began to speak to were that recons heard what he was saying but they didn’t know what he said. Spider said that “they want you to tell them where Jake is”you scoffed and told him that “they not getting anything out of me” Quaritch then interrupted say that “you two gonna speak in English or what” you laughed then looked him dead in his eyes saying “we will speak in English alright” smiling at him. Quaritch then looked at you wondering what are you up to y/n and then General Ardmore came in the Recoms saluted her then she began to speak “where is Jake Sully” you kept quiet she then commanded two Recoms to take you somewhere else that somewhere else was where Spider was tortured and they were going to do the exact same thing to you.

They strapped you down and a machine came down from the ceiling and started spinning around your head Ardmore then asked again “where is Jake Sully just one little memory will tell us where he is” when you heard this you began to keep your mind blank but you knew you couldn’t so you decided to replay you killing Quaritch and your reaction to Grace dying the torturing kept going for three hours but once you noticed that blood was coming out your nose you began to shake violently your eyes slowly rolling to the back of your head one of the scientists said “she’s seizing!” than it was another that said “she flat lining!” Quaritch was in the room at the time so he rush towards you pushing everything and everyone out the way to give you CPR once your heart started to beat again you still didn’t wake up so you were taken back to the room you were originally in you woke you four hours later you then thought my head hurts you then saw Spider and thought spider he looks cold I guess I’ll go over to him Spider was tired so when you left he slowly drifted off to sleep after he promised himself that he wouldn’t until you got back. Thirty minutes later Quaritch walked in the room waking you and Spider up you were pissed at the fact that you were woken up Quaritch then said ”let’s go” you gave him a confused look saying “go where” he then said “you and that kid are coming with us I convinced Ardmore to let you two come with” you were still confused along with Spider but you had no other choice but before you and spider could walk out General Ardmore came in and said “before you go I need to do something” she then gave Quaritch a collar that could go around your neck to shock if you tried anything and a breathing mask with a tracker in it for Spider you became furious almost attacking Ardmore but you had to hold back. Twenty minutes later you Spider Quaritch and his team where in a chopper going towards that forest they then landed and Quaritch started to say “we need to ride like Navi,think like Navi,speak like Navi” he tried to speak Navi but it wasn’t very good which made you and Spider chuckle Quaritch shot a glance at you and Spider you looked him dead in the eye then looked away.

A couple of hours later you Spider and the Recoms went to find them a Ikran but what they didn’t know was that your dragon had been resting there and was extremely surprised when they saw the beast the were about to shoot it but you stop them telling them that “it’s my dragon do not shoot!” your dragon had woken up to you shouting once it saw you it didn’t recognize you for a second because you didn’t have your wings but it recognized you scent so it happily leaned forward so you could pet it and you did the Recoms were astonished to see this sight. Your dragon had noticed the recoms and scowled at them you said to your dragon quietly “calm down we can’t burn them yet” you then turned to the recoms who were looking at you so you said “well what are you waiting for find you a ride” Quaritch suggested that he go first and Lyle pulled out a tranquilizing guns and darts to get a Ikran the easy way when you and Spider saw this you scoffed and he laughed the recoms looked at you guys and Quaritch asked “what are you two laughing about” Spider then said “Navi kids younger than me with their bare hands!” Quaritch then asked “did Sully do it the same way?” you then said “what do you think” Quaritch reluctantly decided to do it the hard way. After he chosen the Ikran he wanted he started to move towards it but it wasn’t happy it hissed at Quaritch and he hissed back and punched it the Ikran then rushed towards him and Quaritch then had his arm wrapped around it’s neck the Ikran went towards the edge leaping off you prayed to Eywa Eywa I beg of you please let him die you thought your prayer had been answered because Quaritch didn’t come back up but a few seconds later you heard wings flapping behind you. You looked behind you seeing the Quaritch had indeed survived and was riding and Ikran you were annoyed by this and you then began to walk towards your dragon he asked “what do you think you doing” you said “oh so nobody needs to teach you how to fly ok” you shrugged your shoulders then Quaritch said “alright I do and you don’t have to be sarcastic?” you looked at him up and down then rolled your eyes you bonded with you dragon then climbed on it once you got on it let out a roar towards the recoms you patted its neck letting it know that it was time for a ride before your dragon flapped Quaritch asked “how are you gonna teach me if you have a different species?” you scoffed and said “it more similar than you think” you dragon started to fly you began to smile.

Once you were in the air you began to teach Quaritch how to fly and after a few hours later he got the hang of flying.

Quaritch then had him and Spider on his Ikran which he had named Cupcake, Spider was teaching him how to speak Na’vi he wasn’t getting the hang of it and you snickered at this you didn’t get caught laughing at Quaritch.

You and the recoms had to head back to base because Ardmore needed to speak with Quaritch.

Once you landed your dragon roared so loudl that everyone on base thought there were being attack but once they saw Quaritch land right beside you they calmed down a little bit everyone on base were shocked they didn’t know that Pandora had dragons.

You then told your dragon to find something to eat then come back because you had a feeling that you will need it again. You then got off of your dragon and it flew off to find food it came back after like you instructed for it to do but it had a small animal for you to eat (since you are bonded to your dragon it knows when you’re hungry). You were inside the room where you were being held in and you felt yourself getting hungry you couldn’t tell anybody because you didn’t trust them and the food they gave you before didn’t taste good you got used to eating what Pandora gave you and you didn’t want to eat anything else other than that. While Quaritch was talking with Ardmore she said “we saw on our tracker that a rouge strike ship going out of the forest to the coastal lines” Quaritch thought it must be Sully Ardmore had said the exact same thing to Quaritch. Once Quaritch was done speaking to General Ardmore he told you and Spider “We will leave in twenty minutes. We have a lead on Sully” you were scared and worried for Jake but you kept a stern face. It had already been months that you and Spider were being held captive and the RDA. (Before the helicopter came Jake and his family were reuniting and Kiri said “where y/n?” they all looked around but Neytiri looked down saying “she went to save Spider but she never came back” Kiri looked as if she was going to cry. Once they got back to the Village Jake and Neytiri decided that it’s time for their family to find a new home. Jake stepped down as Taruk Macto making Tsu’tey the Olo'eyktan after that they decided to go to the Metkayina Clan for Uturu and they were accepted into the clan during their time there they adapted to the Metkayina Clan’s ways until one day Kiri connect with Tree of Souls she started to seize and Max and Norm tried to help her but they couldn’t so it was up to Ronal the Tsahìk she healed Kiri but Max and Norm found somethin they said “If Kiri connects with the Tree of Souls again it may possibly kill her” when Jake heard this he was heartbroken he knew that Kiri could never connect with the Tree of Souls again.) Once twenty minutes had passed you,Spider and the Recoms had headed back outside that you saw your dragon had something in its mouth so you asked it to drop it. It was the small creature that it had killed for you then you looked at the animal your dragon killed and it looked like it had some meat on its bones so you said calmly “Dracarys” your dragon then open its mouth to breathe out fire (when Quaritch saw this he had a flashback and was terrified but it didn’t show) cooking the animal it killed you than tore some of the meat off the animal’s body raising it towards your mouth then you ate the chuck of meat the recoms who were beside you saw this and thought it was disgusting. When you full it was still some meat left so you decided to let your dragon have “you can have the rest” your dragon than picked up the animal and ate it you then start pet it and you climb on the dragon your bonding while this.

The recoms got on their Ikrans after two days they arrived to the rendezvous point where a ship called SeaDragon you thought “it’s a small ship but it’ll do for now” your dragon landed on the SeaDragon when your dragon landed and it shook the ship. Once you were off of your dragon you realized something but you couldn’t put your finger on it yet once your dragon roared it didn’t roar at the sky people it roared towards the ocean then you finally realized you quickly bonded with and got back on you hurriedly told your dragon to “FLY!” Once you were in the air you felt a shock in your neck but you didn’t car but then an huge dragon erupted from the sea.

Taking flight and started to fly after you and your dragon you urged your dragon to fly higher into the sky to have the cover of the clouds once you were hidden you instructed your dragon to shot fire at the other dragon this went on for thirty minutes then you stood up Spider was wondering what is she doing! you then dove down towards the sea dragon before you did that you aimed to land on its back once you were on its back you pulled your queue over your shoulder and bonded with it it roar while it’s pupils dilated then you said “MAWEY!” the dragon then calmed down and landed back in the sea keeping its head and back above the water you than whistled for your dragon to come back down with Spider. The crew were shocked at your actions but once you got on board you still felt being shocked as soon as you stepped foot on the ship you came crashing down a thud was heard Spider was the first one to get to you then it was Quaritch and his team they examined you they looked at you then they noticed your neck was almost a blood red and you had blood coming out your nose while they examined you they transferred you to a room. When you woke up you held your head and you tried to sit up but you couldn’t you then felt air brushing against neck you haven’t felt that in months so you touched your neck and you were surprised that they took off your collar you stayed in the bed you were in for a few more hours you then heard the door open you saw Quaritch you then let out a loud groan why is he here? I just wanted to sit here and do nothing but no (after you were put in your room Quaritch Spider and his team went to question the natives to ask where is Jake Sully the natives generally didn’t know Quaritch was furious so he told one of his soldiers to shot an ilu some if the natives were angry and some were upset Quaritch and his team began to burn their village Spider was with them and begged Quaritch not to do this but Quaritch didn’t listen. After this happened Tonowari got word of this he told Jake and Neytiri what had happened and he also told Jake that a human boy who spoke Navi Jake and Neytiri knew it was Spider Jake asked “did anybody get hurt” Tonowari replied with “not yet”) Spider then walked into the room explaining what happened you slowly leaned up and then said “say that again please” Spider repeated what he said trembling with fear you stood up from your bed and you began to yell at Quaritch for his actions “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU DID YOU BASICALLY STARTED A WAR AGAIN!” you tried to calm down but you couldn’t help but to feel angry and disgusted Quaritch than began to speak “we needed to draw sully out and that didn’t work but Scoresby says he has another way and you’re coming with us” you scoffed and said “like hell I am” Quaritch then looked at you with a stern face you realized that there was no way out of this so you lowered your head “fine I’ll go” Quaritch was pleased to see your attitude change he walked out of the door you and Spider followed him to meet Scoresby at the moon pool you Spider and Quaritch walked on the boat with Scoresby to hunt an animal called Tulkun you had a bad feeling once you heard this. Once Scoresby and his team located a pod of Tulkun they killed one that had a calf you had tears in your eyes but you couldn’t cry not in front of them.

Tonowari,Ronal,Jake,Neytiri and the rest of the Metkayina clan discovered the hunting of their brothers and sisters once they found where the sky people killed the Tulkun named Roa who was Ronal’s spirit sister Jake noticed something beeping it was a tracker made by the RDA he then realizes that it was just the beginning once they returned they told everyone in the village that Ronal’s spirit sister had been murdered by the sky the clan got angry Jake tried to talk some sense into them it eventually worked he convinced them to tell their Tulkun to leave and go far away from the sky people a few seconds Lo’ak who heard everything went to find Payakan his spirit brother Neteyam saw this and went to try to convince his brother to stay put but Lo’ak didn’t listen his dove into the water he then went to find his brother on his ilu. Before Lo’ak could make it to three brothers rocks Neteyam,Kiri,Tsireya,Ao’nung and Tuk followed him Lo’ak noticed the tracker and asked them to help him get it out. While they were doing that the SeaDragon was approaching them Neteysm told Lo’ak to inform their dad what was happening.

Quaritch was looking through the binoculars seeing the Sully kids you and Spider were standing next to him before home told you and Spider to get inside the ship once you got in the ship you spoke to Spider “Spider go see if you can find my wings if you do let me know and be careful!” Spider than walked off as if he was heading towards that bathroom but started to look around the ship to find your wings he eventually found them but before he could free them.

There was an alarm to let everyone know on the ship that a fire was on the ship.

Before this happened Quaritch had captured Lo’ak Tsireya and Tuk Jake Neytiri and the Metkayina warriors had gathered in front of the ship where their children were being held.

Your dragon was perched on the top of it Jake and Neytiri then knew that you were aboard the ship as well.

The Metkayina had never seen a dragon Jake knew that this was going to be a tuff one trying to get his kids back you then saw Quaritch pull the communication device that Lo’ak had on his neck and his earphone speaking to Jake “Sully I have your kids and y/n if you want them back you turn yourself in and you know better to test me result” he then pointed a gun at Lo’ak’s head.

You opened the door the crew inside the ship tried to stop you but it was no use you than began yelling “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU DONT NEED TO POINT A GUN AT A CHILD!” Quaritch looked at you pushing you away you stumbled back a little you looked at him then you looked at your dragon then you looked back at him then you back at your dragon it’s looking right at Quaritch you began to say “back away from my niece and nephew or I’ll burn everything ” Quaritch didn’t back away from them so you sighed saying “Dracarys” quietly but loud enough for you dragon to hear.

Your dragon open its mouth spewing flames on the deck of the ship which then signaled Jake to attack you pulled out a knife from a secret pocked in your skirt you than hissed at Quaritch then you lunged at him attempting to attack him while you were doing that Neteyam had came aboard the ship freeing his siblings and Tsireya. Lo’ak told Neteyam that Spider was inside the ship and that they should go free him Neteyam hesitated but then went inside the ship to free Spider. They eventually found him he was in a room trying to free you wings Lo’ak and Neteyam saw this and started to help him after a couple a minutes they freed your wings your wings started to flapped then took off flying to find you. Your wings had found but you didn’t notice as you were still fighting with Quaritch one they connected with the studs that was left when the RDA cut them off you grasped there was a bright glow getting everyone’s attention you flew up into the sky showing off your wings the water began to create ripples and bubbles the sky people knew what it meant however everyone else didn’t.

A dragon had erupted from the sea flying towards you your other dragon began to fly towards you as well the two dragons had roared the began to spew flames over everyone except the Metkayina clan Jake and Neytiri you flew back down landing on the ship pushing everyone down you then went inside to look for Spider and you nephews you found them thankfully they had minor scratches you hugged them wrapped your wings around them.

You lead them out to where the moon pool was you told them to jump Lo’ak and Spider were the first two to go then it was you and Neteyam you told him to go first and he did you than dived but when you thought no one was around Lyle saw you he took out his gun shooting it the bullet pierced your chest once you hit the water you could barely swim back up but luckily for you Neteyam Lo’ak and Spider help you on to an ilu carrying you towards any near by land they found an island of rock not to for from where the ship was Neteyam told his parents what happened once they then arrived you were breathing heavily Jake told Neyetem to put pressure on your wound but you had a low chance of survival you said “Jake I want to see Kiri I-I want to go back to the forest” you had tears coming down from your eyes they all looked around to find Kiri and Tuk but they were nowhere to be found Jake asked “where are they?!” Lo’ak nor Neteyam nor Spider knew where the girls were but Tsireya did she said “they’re on the ship” you spoke again weakly “Jake… brother” you let your final breathe closing your eyes while tears were still rolling down your cheeks before turning to ash.

Silence flew but after a few seconds Neytiri broke the silence saying your name quietly then her voice grew louder she was begging Eywa to bring you back her tears fell on you ashes Jake tried to calm her down but nothing worked Jake heard Quaritch’s voice “hear me now corporal now I have your daughters same deal as before you for them” Jake had emotionless eyes now that you were gone he had to get Kiri back Jake told Neytiri this he told her “I need you to have a strong heart they our daughters and we are going to get them back for y/n” Neytiri grabbed her fathers bow and walked towards her Ikran but your dragons had appeared wanting her to take one of them and other Jake will take. Jake headed to the Sea dragon and Neytiri had chosen the other they headed towards the ships once the were close enough Jake set off a grenade him and Neytiri started to attack.

Once they found Tuk they wondered where is Kiri?! Quaritch came around from the corner holding Kiri’s neck in his arm with a knife against her throat Jake and Neytiri were stunned Quaritch said “ I’m not giving her back until you turn yourself in Jake” Jake thought I can’t risk losing someone else “ Fine but release her first!” Quaritch snickered “you don’t give commands here corporal I do so put the cuffs on then I’ll release her” Jake put on the cuffs and Quaritch let go of Kiri throwing her down to the ground before Quaritch could walk over to Jake you appeared out of thin air coming behind him slitting his throat he then dropped to the ground you looked up and said “Oh that felt good” (When Jake set off the grenade your ashes began to swirl around and glow your ashes began to form a figure that was you. Then you stood right there in front of people you thought you were dead you asked “where is Jake and Neytiri?” “they went to rescue Tuk and Kiri” Lo’ak replied to your question once you had heard Kiri’s name it made your blood boil promised yourself that once you found Quaritch you were going to kill him) Jake and Neytiri were shocked they thought you were dead but you are standing in front of them and you killed Quaritch. You then said “come you need to go I have something I want to do first” you then let out a high pitched whistle to call your sea dragon to have it take Jake Neytiri Kiri and Tuk to the Metkayina village where everyone else was at you than bonded with your dragon petting it you got on and said “Dracarys” your dragon began to spew flames burning what was left of the ship but before doing this you saw Quaritch’s body and you decided to do what you sought never to do help him you told your dragon to grab his body and keep Quaritch with it once you were done burning everything you headed to the Metkayina village. Once you arrived you hid your dragon in the forest behind and far away from the village as possible as you arrived Tonowari and Ronal approached you thanking you for what you did you told “it’s nothing really.” You then saw Kiri you excused yourself to Tonowari and Ronal you walked past them so that Kiri can see you.

She ran up to you and you hugged her wrapping your wings around her you looked at her and said “you’ve grown so much” you were teary eyed and she laughed saying.

”mom it only been like what eight months” “I know but you look like you’ve grown so much.” You replied then you whispered in her ear “So do you like anyone yet” she blushed “Mom!” you couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction “but no seriously do you” she started to avoid eye contact your eyes widened “you do! who is the lucky guy or girl?!” you whispered she whispered back saying “it’s a guy his name is Roxto” you then shouted to Jake “Jake you know a boy named Roxto? Unfortunately more than Jake heard you and they turned around to look towards you. You saw this and look they dead in their eyes and said “Do you know who Roxto is?” The point in the direction of the young boy who heard everything. You walked in that direction to see the young boy, once you reached him you stared at him. “Roxto is it” you spoke he looked at you as if you were his mother or father who was upset at him. Roxto responded back with a quiet “yes” you smiled at him “do you love my daughter?” The young boy replied with an “I do” you smiled then you hugged him “if you hurt her I’ll hurt you” you quietly whispered so that he only hears.

You turned back around and went back to Kiri smiling she looked at you suspiciously and said “What did you do” you looked at her offended “I did nothing what makes you think like that and about your own mother too” you exhaled dramatically. Kiri looked at you “Fine… I might’ve told him if he hurts you I hurt him” “MOM” she yelled “What… I just had to make sure that NO one hurts you that’s all” you shrugged your shoulders at the end of your sentence . She looked at you and began to laugh you laughed with her and started to walk towards the Sully’s marui. You sighed thanking Ewya that it was all over.

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Helpless (2)

the next chapter in the drider virgil fic!

warnings: spiders, slight dehumanizing language, assumptions/jumping to conclusions

Logan was certain that he’d tracked down his quarry.

Of course, he’d also been certain the last two times he’d found promising evidence around a swath of woods, but this time was different.

He had learned plenty while traversing through the varied lands of his kingdom, and while physical evidence was ideal, word of mouth was one of the most useful tools a researcher could use to find leads.

That was part of the reason why he’d been so careful to observe typical travelers for weeks before his departure, the reason he was wearing worn, cheap fabric and staying at the second-cheapest room at this town’s inn, despite having plenty of money still hidden on his person. He didn’t want a single rumor about a suspiciously rich noble traveling alone.

The last thing he needed was for his investigative journey to be interrupted by bandits, or worse, would-be do-gooders attempting to return the missing prince to his place in line for the throne.

Logan resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the very thought, putting aside the last half of his travel rations and stopping at the edge of town to stare into the woods beyond. He checked his compass habitually, and he was pointed firmly westward, exactly towards the point of the woods that were occupied by a dangerous monster, according to the barkeep that Logan had plied for information last night at supper.

The whole town knew of it, even the younger residents, which was a point in favor of the creature really existing rather than just being another folk tale.

There was one other potential source on the creature, a town outcast going by the way others’ noses wrinkled at the mention of him, but Logan was more than ready to begin investigating for himself, and the odds that the outcast actually knew anything were low, anyhow.

Decided, he headed into the forest, prepared for the day-long trek that was sure to follow. If he was prone to less scientific notations, he might have jotted down that he had a good feeling about this particular town.

Exactly an hour and a half later, Logan had found himself almost entirely immobilized by layers and layers of gossamer threads strewn about the trees.

Needless to say, he was ecstatic.

Even the foolish manner in which he’d landed himself stuck in such an obvious trap couldn’t dampen his spirits, not when faced with undeniable proof that there was in fact a drider in these woods. He’d been too hasty in his attempt to collect some of the biological material, and by yanking too hard, had ended up pulled forwards into the thick of the intricate spider web.

His immobility was a bit concerning, but mostly frustrating, since he couldn’t reach for his journal to note down the surprising level of the webbing’s tensile strength. Still, proper scientists had to be prepared to hold onto their observations for as long as it took for them to be able to write them down.

Besides, he could hardly complain. His current predicament practically guaranteed that he would actually get to see the creature!

There was a person stuck in his webs, and Virgil was freaking out about it.

It had never happened before. Virgil very specifically made the webs closer to town thick and opaque so that any passerby would see them and avoid this exact situation.

Virgil peered around the cluster of bushes he had half-flattened himself behind. The stranger didn’t seem too panicked, at least, going by the way that the web barely swayed with his presence. He didn’t even seem to be breathing hard, which was… admittedly sort of strange.

Skies above, what if this was a trap? Virgil turned his head sharply to scan his surroundings, wary of human hunters suddenly popping out of the undergrowth.

Several moments of silence, and even with all his senses pushed to their farthest, he couldn’t detect anything. It seemed the only one trapped here was the human.

A pang of guilt curled unpleasantly in his first stomach. He grimaced, wishing desperately that Patton was here to mitigate the utter terror Virgil was surely about to inflict on this guy.

No point in drawing it out. He rose up to his full height, grateful that the human had gotten stuck facing the opposite direction, and quietly crept up behind him. All he needed to do was announce his presence and let the human know he wasn’t going to hurt them, but he was immediately distracted at the sight of just how tangled his webs had grown.

“How does one human manage to touch every single support thread at the same time?” he asked, voice incredulous.

The human stiffened, and he couldn’t help but tense in response, cursing his big mouth.

… Really though, he spent hours crafting these, and now this one would have to be completely reconstructed!

“Are you the monster spoken of in town?”

The measured voice snapped Virgil out of his thoughts as easy as a clap of thunder, and he shuffled a bit from side to side nervously. His many steps must have been louder than he’d thought, because the human immediately attempted to twist around and see him.

He failed, naturally, because Virgil’s threads weren’t exactly easy to wriggle free of, but Virgil’s nerves only grew. “I… why do you ask?”

There was a short silence, and then, “Considering my current situation, it’s only natural I would want to know, isn’t it?”

Virgil resisted the urge to wince at his own dumbassery. “Right. Well. Yeah,” he confirmed, already bracing for the fear that nearly every human bore when confronted with him. Even Patton had been afraid at first, though Virgil really thought him braver than any other human, to be so terrified of even normal spiders and befriend a Drider of all creatures.

“Oh, excellent,” the human said with clear excitement. “Would you mind coming around so that I can see you?”

Virgil blinked, befuddled. The last thing most humans wanted was for him to come closer. Maybe it was the natural fear of him being in their blind spot? The guy certainly didn’t sound very afraid, even with Virgil’s less-than-stellar first impression.

“Do you have a weapon?” he asked warily.

“I have a knife,” the stranger offered, “but I can’t exactly reach it at the moment.”

Virgil could see the glint of it, caught bladefirst at the very edge of a web as though it had been used on the threads themselves. He slowly circled around the clearing, watching the stranger closely for any sudden movements, until he stood before him, all eight legs and thorax visible.

“Fascinating,” he breathed, eyes blown wide as they skittered from point to point as though noticing every little detail. Virgil would have thought him afraid had it not been for the prideful little grin that sat on his face. “I thought maybe you were lying to me-- I hadn’t expected you to be so fluent in the common language, living in the woods and all-- but wow!”

Virgil felt his front legs rising up a little bit in an automatic defense against the unexpected reaction. He ran his tongue over his fangs nervously, trying to figure out whether or not he should be insulted about the language thing. And what exactly did this guy mean by ‘expected’?

The stranger’s hands twitched slightly, still stuck firmly in place, and irritation briefly flitted across his face as though he’d forgotten his position. He blinked, as though remembering something.

“Oh, right. Are you planning on trying to consume me, then?” he asked, the question as politely curious as an inquiry about the weather.

Virgil recoiled physically at the idea, skittering back a few strides and baring his fangs despite the difference in size and strength and trapped-ness between the two of them. “What? No!”

The stranger managed to drag his intrigued gaze away from Virgil’s fangs, his hands twitching again almost subconsciously. “In that case, would you mind helping me down? My leg has begun to go numb, and I really would like access to my journal.”

“I-- I mean, yeah, if you aren’t-- I can--,” Virgil stumbled over his words, drawing closer with his body lowered non-threateningly and waiting for the inevitable flinch or shiver of disgust.

It never came. The stranger continued to stare at him with no trace of terror in his eyes, even as Virgil grew close enough to reach out and touch him.

“Take your time,” he offered, despite being the one trapped in a monster’s web. Virgil abruptly felt a bit silly about his obvious wariness, and lifted his front legs to rub them together at the ankles. The stranger’s head tilted to the side slightly, watching the gesture intently.

“... It’s the oils that make the webs not stick,” Virgil explained. “I produce it naturally on my feet so I don’t get, y’know, stuck. I’ll have to touch the webs that are attached to you. With my feet. The spider ones.”

Virgil didn’t have any other kinds of feet, but the stranger graciously didn’t nitpick.

“A built-in solvent… I wonder if natural spiders have similar traits,” he mused instead, and then, “Do whatever you need, I don’t mind. The opposite, really, I appreciate the assistance.”

Sure enough, he didn’t shy away when Virgil began carefully plucking at the threads entangling him, sliding the sides of his legs along them to coat them in the anti-stick oils. Bit by bit, the entanglement loosened, and Virgil had just freed both arms when the human abruptly twisted around to reach for something on his person.

Of course, now that much of the webbing holding him in midair had been removed, his weight was significantly less supported. A few threads snapped, and he dropped a few inches with a startled yelp. If he continued, he’d be in for either a rough fall or getting caught in a whole new layer of webbing, and Virgil wanted neither of those things.

He quickly reached forwards with his human arms and lifted the stranger up and away from further entanglement, batting away any stray threads with his front legs. Belatedly, he realized he had forgotten to check if it was a weapon that the human had reached for. Even more belatedly, he realized that this was the second human he’d picked up in this impromptu carry.

Weird that it had happened twice.

“Perfect, thank you,” the guy said, and then he started writing furiously in a little book, occasionally glancing up at Virgil and locking onto a feature before returning to writing. It was as though he didn’t mind at all being held aloft like a human might lift up a misbehaving cat.

Virgil took the opportunity to continue cleaning any web remnants off the guy while he was distracted, his mind whirring. A stranger who had clearly never done a day of hard labor in his life, who didn’t seem at all afraid of him, and was taking notes.

... Oh, shit.

Virgil set him carefully on the ground while he was still preoccupied with scrawling out a label for a diagram of Virgil’s teeth. He backed up, softening his steps, and by the time the stranger pulled his attention away from his book, Virgil was already well out of sight and planned to keep it that way, regardless of the confused little call the stranger made.

He was not messing with what was clearly a mage out for his parts.

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