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dainty-fingertips · 2 years

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Hi I love how you write TSSM!Sinister Six. If possible, would it be alright writing about them with a very shy reader who secretly loves to cuddle and they all think it’s the cutest thing in the world? Thank you in advance 🥰

See what’s funny is that I am a cuddler. I cuddle. It’s what I do. I like to do a bit of snuggling. I personally think I’m the best person for this job and I thank you for requesting this of me. I will put this in with my in-home engineer series!!

tssm sinister six x engineer reader cuddling hcs!!

Rhino/Alex O’Hirn does his best not to make you socially exert yourself,, although he doesn’t know that that’s what he’s doing

He always likes to stand guard around you when Montana’s flirtations are making you a blushing, stuttering mess

He will sometimes drag you away if you look super shy

Like physically

Sometimes he just actually picks you up

One day in particular, he thought he saw you being particularly embarassed

And he has claimed it as his duty to protect you from that (because he has got a RAAAAGING crush)

(But that didn’t come from me)

So he leans down and picks you up, holding you into his chest like he usually did while he walked away

And he glanced down and noticed your eyes were closed

Oh???? Wait were you just tired??

wait a second,,,,,

Your arms were wrapped around his neck..,,,

And your cheek was smushed up against his plating,,,

I-

HELLO WHAT

HE NEVER NOTICED THIS???

HE COULDNT FEEL YOU SNUGGLING INTO HIM BECAUSE OF HIS ARMOR

WHAAAAAT WHEN DID THIS STAAART

he smiled in enamor and he squeezed you just slightly to let you know he loved it

You didn’t open your eyes or anything

A fast blush whipped across your face and you leaned a little further into him

Alex couldn’t help but grin like an absolute fool the entire time

You really know how to make him melt

“Ahhh, doll… you’s a cute liddle broad.”

He is dying someone please help him

Shocker/Montana often joins you on the couch whenever it’s nighttime and you’re enjoying yourself watching whatever it is you enjoy watching

It’s turned into a habit actually

He only started doing it initially to be close to you and make you blush

Because hot DAMN are you the cutest thing when you’re flustered

He had no interest in what it was you were watching until like a few weeks in

And he started getting invested

He started bringing his own blankets even

And eventually one night, after a particularly exhausting day, you fell asleep in the middle of an episode

And he only noticed when he felt you leaning up against him

He immediately turned to you with wide eyes, but they softened seeing your hazy and sleepy expression

“Glory hallelujah, Y/N…”

He wraps his arm around you and leans against the arm of the couch, pulling you against his chest

You snuggle a little more into him, one arm under him on his back and the other resting on his chest

You got some of the best sleep that night,,,

Sandman/Flint Marko is just a very physical guy

Pre established relationship here, you two cuddle ALL THE TIME

mostly in bed together

When it’s cold

And you’re under the blankets

And your body heat warms him up and he can’t help but look down at your red cheeks while you snuggle into him

He kisses your head many many times before cradling it with one hand

One of your legs is slung haphazardly over his own

You two are just barely behind the line that separates “next to” and “on top of”

And he wouldn’t have it any other way

“How’re you always so warm, sweethaht??”

He adores how comfortable you are with him

Like so much,,,,,, you make him feel so special bro,,

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius is another physical man

He loves hugs from you and you alone

He will NEVER turn them down

You’re often a little too shy to initiate it but that doesn’t mean a thing to him

If you’re working around the lair, expect his arms around your waist and your back against his belly at some point

He always gives you a little kiss on your neck

He tells you how good you’re doing and how grateful he is to have you

And within seconds you can no longer form sentences

It’s perfect

“Let me know if I can help you in any way, my dear. I’m never too busy for you.”

Vulture/Adrian Toomes is not as big on physical touch, but that does NOT mean he doesn’t like it

He will never skip out on the chance to give you a little peck (haha see I’m funny guys) on the cheek

But he loves holding an arm around your shoulder whenever he can!!

Especially with his FlightTech suit on because the wings make it look like you’re wearing a cape and he thinks it’s very cute

He’ll use his other hand to hold both of yours

He’s a classy romantic alright

A gentleman even

Electro/Max Dillon cares nothing about what others think

If he wants to hold you he will do it RIGHT THEN

No exceptions

Standing up? Hugs

Sitting down? Someone’s head is in someone’s lap

Laying down? You already KNOW

You gingerly pepper kisses all down his mask while he squeezes you with a smile

He also loves giving you massages

They feel absolutely wonderful coming from him bc you feel tingly and cool afterward

He will always run his fingers through your hair also

Because I said

#doc ock x reader #doc ock #doctor octopus x reader #x reader #tssm montana x reader #tssm electro x reader #tssm sinister six #tssm rhino x reader #tssm sandman x reader #tssm flint marko #marvel rhino x reader #marvel vulture x reader #tssm vulture #tssm doc ock #tssm engineer reader

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rahhhbananas · 11 months

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✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐘/𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖/ 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍 ✭ ✭ ✭ ft. miles morales

summary. Basically the title

warning(s). He/Him pronouns

a/n. This is my first time writing in this style so give me tips

✭ ✭ ✭ You and Miles have a very complex relationship, it can go from “I’ll support you in any and everything you aspire to accomplish!” to “I know you ate my breakfast, and I won’t stop until your six-feet-under!”

For example:

*Miles looking over the destroyed city of Mumbattan*

Miles: Did I go too far?

Y/n: No, no, no. You went to far 7 hours ago. Now, your going to prison.

Y/n: I think you’ll find they are called orange-utans

Miles: Wait, wait, wait. You think that type of ape is called a Utan, and is referred to as orange because of the color of it’s fur?

Y/n: Yeah, cause their ginger, innit.

(clearly spends to much time around Hobie^^^)

✭ ✭ ✭ Hell, you two give Miguel a headache more than Hobie. Majority of the time it’s not on purpose tho, you just make a decision, and the decision somehow ends up with you two diving off a cliff or teasing a villain that could end the multiverse.

Spot: I am, the Spot!

Y/n: Meet me at our Spot!!!

Y/n: Caught a vibe!

Miles: Woo, woo!

Y/n: Baby, are you coming for the ride?

Miles: The ride, the ride, the ride!

Here’s another one

Y/n: T-that’s the Rhino..?

Miles: I mean, yeah. But he’s pretty powerful..we’ve fought a lot

Y/n: But aren’t they going extinct, should we really be fighting him?

Miles: What? Are you serious? Rhinos aren’t going extinct! I just saw one on TV yesterday.

Y/n: Yuh-hu, look! *pointing towards an article on his phone*

Miles: What!-

Y/n: You good mans? I mean your people are going extinct, I see why your doing this, but…you’re better than this.

Miles: Did you seriously just try a therapy move on a villain?

Y/n: No! I tried a therapy move on a creature in need of comfort.

Miles: Your gonna be in need of a hospital inna minute…

Y/n: What? *proceeds to get smacked around by Rhino*

✭ ✭ ✭ But, all silliness aside you two make a remarkable team. You’ve helped Miles with his Gwen trouble, and Miles has helped you with your issues. At the end of the day you two are like brothers…very weird, uncoordinated, chaotic, accident prone brothers. But, still brothers.

#cute #male reader #miles molares #into the spider verse #miles morales x male reader #gumball and darwin #best friends #across the spiderverse #just cute stuff #the spot #Rhino marvel

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xblackreader · 1 year

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CASTING MY OC’s: Tadeas 🦏 and Xyanza 🔱 + LORE

The Children of Okoye of Wakanda and Attuma of Talokan

+ bonus: Nashuri’s Daughter - Itzia

Tadeas - The Rhino 🦏

He was a sweet sensitive and shy boy growing up, he was very in tune with people’s emotions and how they felt. But unfortunately his parents could not shield him from the violence of the real world. When he was around 8 years old, he was out playing with the rhinos (his mother often commented how close he was to them and his father said they would be his wayob or ‘chosen animal’)

He went following the rhinos, further than he should’ve been, and witnessed a poacher group of elephant and rhino hunters. They saw him and decided to try and shoot him, they wanted ‘no witnesses’ and thought “some young African kid, just get rid of him”, his favorite rhino shielded him from the bullet and died there, roaring for Tadeas to run for his life. Tadeas ran for his father and when they went back, Attuma killed the poachers and reported it to Queen Shuri. But Tadeas was forever changed. It changed his worldview. His family gave the rhino a hero’s burial and Okoye comforted her son but noticed he did not cry anymore. He was numb. She cried to Attuma that night bc while her child was safe, those poachers had taken her innocent son. And she feared she might never see him again.

After that Tadeas focused mostly on training and feeding his rhinos. His father saw how quiet his son was these days and wanted to do something, his daughter Xyanza suggested they take him to Talokan for the first time. See, Tadeas was unable to breathe underwater. he has no gills and so he had not yet been to Talokan even at 9 years old. Though Xyanza didn’t quite see why not, she didn’t understand why she and Baba went to Talokan often but not Mama or Tadeas.

So they brought him to Talokan, and told him to stay in his room overlooking the city, glass panels giving him and other visiting Wakandans the ability to see over the city. At first he did stay put, but Xyanza said “You’re still sad… how about I sneak you out and we can go play a game with the other children!” Not knowing that normal humans will die underwater bc of the dense atmosphere. Awful idea but she was only 9.

His sister held his hand and Tadeas was able to go into the depths of Talokan. They snuck him a breathing mask and the other children of Talokan showed him lots of places, he wasn’t as good of a swimmer and they had to hold his hand, but he fell in love with Talokan. He finally smiled for the first time in months looking out at the kingdom and Xyanza was proud she had been able to make him happy again.

Meanwhile, Okoye comes back to the room to entertain her son and call for her daughter only to find that they are both gone. Under normal circumstances she would’ve been calm and okay, but she was pregnant again and had already been hesitant to bring Tadeas so deep under the surface. She screamed for her husband and Attuma came running.

They sent a search party to find the children. Namor, Namora and Attuma went themselves to look from them and found them atop a steep cliff on a trench. Attuma raced toward his son and enveloped him in a hug while the other Talokanil surrounded Tadeas like “YOURE NOT WEARING A SUIT… HOW ARE YOU ALIVE????”

So they bring him back to the Talokan Palace and he is scolded by his mother who is in tears and Xyanza is given a stern talking to, but she didn’t understand he could’ve died. Tadeas is unremorseful however, he has tears in his eyes as he tells everyone how wonderful Talokan is! Shuri does a few tests and discovers that although he is not able to breath water, he still is immune to the depths of Talokan. Now knowing that his children could both train in Talokan, His father says it’s about time his son began to train with Talokanil children, but Okoye is hesitant once more.

“Umama, please… I have not known happiness in some time. Please let me train. You trust me right?” He son said, tugging at her dress and nuzzling her hand in his hair. Had to turn up the cuteness to convince Umama.

“No. You are not old enough to be trusted with such a thing! Attuma, talk to him!”

Attuma nervously cleared his throat. “I believe it is time, Okoye. We’ve held them both off for long enough, you see how their hands long for the blade.”

“We said, we wouldn’t-“

“This illustrates not forcing them, in K’iino… he reaches for it, just as we did at their age.” Tadeas looked between his mother and father and nodded eagerly at his fathers words. “How we wanted to protect and serve.”

Okoye shook her head. “I did not know better then. I know now.”

“Mama, please!” “I forbid it!” Of course, the children eventually began to sneak out and train at late night, which made Okoye absolutely cry from worry and Attuma have to scold them even if he was in support of them training. “You will be the end of your mother if you continue to act like this. Chaac forbid it.”

Often she would fake faint just to guilt trip them, but it stopped working when their father subtly informed them of what she was doing. Okoye glared at her husband from she laid dramatically on the bed as her children shook their heads at her. After that, she finally allowed them to train freely. Reluctantly, after she gave birth to the triplets, she recovered and a year later began to formally train in the way of the Dora the twins at 11 years old. Xyanza went to Dora camps after that.

Tadeas is very close to his little triplet sisters once they begin to talk, they latch onto him and he is often the one In charge of watching them.

He’s the oldest so he’s very often the one in charge or held responsible for hijinks. He idolizes his mother and father but mostly wants to fully emulate his father. He’s a bit jealous that his sisters can breathe water and not him.

His skills include: swimming (he had to train to swim like a Talokanil, it didn’t come naturally) holding his breath for up to 10 minutes, battle ax combat, espionage, long range combat, night vision (all children of both talokan, and Wakanda were given night vision by Bast and Chaac as a gift of unity)

Xyanza - The Eel 🐍

When she was born she had gills and could breathe water as well as air. I’d on the battle field, you’ll often find her in a body con suit that changes color with her surroundings. She is known as the eel for her swimming ability and stealth.

She was able to go to Talokan and stay there for days or even weeks while her brother had to stay home until he turned 14 and he could come unsupervised.

She’s the bleeding heart (very similar to her auntie Nakia) she was Namor’s little grand baby when he would hang around them all the time. She was the sweetest baby and her mother and father predicted she would be sly and cunning. She is a master of stealth even if she is 5’11 and close to 150 pounds. She towered over her mother by the time she turns 15 and Okoye be like “🤨 you think you can beat my ass?” And Xyanza is like “mom, chill, I just asked what’s for dinner…” “I DO NOT SERVE YOU EEL” “Umama be CALM”

She is a good friend of Itzia as well as trains with the Dora often. She and her brother were close until he began to become vindictive and angry as a teenager, they still have their sibling moments but it’s hard for them to be friends with their opposing views.

“Xyanza… your brother still loves you of course… how could he not?”

“He has become so dark and closed off, Mama… I do not even recognize him anymore.” Xyanza weeps into Okoye’s arms. She misses her brother, she misses her best friend.

“He is going through things he must navigate himself. But his love for you has not stopped. He is blinded by rage right now. It happens to the best of us. Do not cry for he is not gone.” :((

She a thickly thick broad too. Very popular with all the youth of Talokanda. Wide hips, lil waists but built! She is STACKED! Call her the Willow smith bc her parents are powerful and she’s a bad bitch.

She very much is an icon in their kingdom, people wear her clothing and suck up to her a lot but it’s not difficult bc she is a sweetheart, though very competitive. When she’s being normal think Ty Lee but when she’s in a competition or match off she turns full on Azula. She’s smart as a whip and very easy to fall for. She has some of her fathers features but her face is her mamas. The side eyes and stank faces are completely her mothers.

She trained for many years as a Dora. And her mother was excited to think her daughter would follow in her footsteps but Xyanza is not the girl to be an obedient soldier. She questions authority and is steadfast in her personal beliefs.

She still has not told her mother she doesn’t want to be a Dora. Her mother is the Head of Border Defense and General of the Midnight Angels… how can she tell her nationalist African mother that she wanted to be a spy/war dog?

Her skills include: swimming (Talokanil, Contorting her body (Eel) Night vision (Talokanil) Camouflage, close range combat) Think Ty Lee from Avatar TLAB

Itzia - The Clawed Serpent 🪽

She’s a goofball fr, he relationship with her mom isn’t the tightest but she still loves her and knows her mother loves her too.

She’s much closer to her father, or she was until he began to push her away when she turned around 13… she doesn’t know why (see this post for the reason) and instead turns her attention to her closest friends, Tadeas and Xyanza for her chosen family. She’s a massive rebel and a bad influence.

She will not do what she’s told, she don’t give a fuck that her dad is the godking of Talokan and her mother is the black panther and queen. She definitely gives “I didn’t ask for this life” but she’s truly the life of the party.

She’s got namor’s trademark wolf smile, pointed ears and winged feet but besides that she absolutely her mother’s daughter. @mickimomo maybe she’s tight with her auntie ora and auntie oni 👀👀

Her skills include: lesbianism/rizz, flight, superhuman strength, Siren song of Pathos (think blue Diamond), Night vision (All Talokandan children), She has a good lie detector in her brain

TBC 👀 for more info click here

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mr-voorhees-husband · 2 years

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What would the other Tssm characters be like as Yandere(s?)

Sorry this took longer than normal, some crap happened

Oh well. Back to our normal scheduled program!

Anon(s?) you spoil me <3

Warnings: Nsfw, Yandere, Kidnapping, Dubcon + Noncon touching (NO RAPE), unhealthy relationships (I am in no way romanticizing these relationships, and if you go through them please cut it off immediately and get police involved!)

Reader: Gender Neutral

Alexander O'hirn "Rhino"

Overprotective, Delusional, and Impulsive.

Alex is an... Interesting yandere. He has to have a previous relationship with you, it could be you two dating, or you're just friends. No matter what, he doesn't go yandere for someone he doesn't know, nor will he go yandere pre-suit.

Alex is impulsive, thats a given, but that doesn't mean he's dumb. He understands he's larger than you, but in turn, that also means he's very, very protective of you. He probably wouldn't even kidnap you unless you had some kind of violent encounter.

Either it be a fight, a villain holding you hostage, hell, even an asshole slapping you. Whatever it is, Rhino decides you're too small (no matter how big you actually are) to take care of yourself. This is when he kidnaps you, even if it doesn't seem like kidnapping at first.

He's even more impulsive than Quentin, he doesn't even think it through before tricking you to come to one of his and flint's old safehouses. When you get there, he'll treat it like nothing's wrong, until you try to leave. Which he refuses to allow. You can fight all you want, he'll just sit down, wrap you in a blanket and hug you to his chest.

"I'm doing this for us, small fry," large arms trapped you against him, the plush of the blanket doing little to calm you as titanium hide seemed to surround you, "can't you see it's for your own good?"

Flint Marko "Sandman"

Overprotective, Lucid, Manipulative, Clingy, and Thoughtful.

While Flint may not appear it, he's smart, especially when it comes to crime. Something about you had to have caught his eye, and more often than not there's a good chance the reason he met you in the first place was due to crime.

Unlike his partner in crime, Flint knows you can take care of yourself, which in turn means he knows his obsession over you is wrong. He just doesn't care. He loves you, and he'll make you love him back, one way or another.

He's manipulative, defensive, and knows it. He won't keep you against your will, but he will convince you he's the only one that can properly take care of you. He won't force himself on you, but he'll also ignore you for so long you beg him for any sort of contact.

Before long, you're depending on him for everything emotional. He's your confidant, your boyfriend, your everything. You can have a job, friends, all you want. As long as he can be with you every waking moment. He has to keep you safe, after all.

Your fingers dug into the sand of Flint's shoulders as you sobbed, his arms formed to almost a wing like shape as he held you impossibly close, "hey, hey," he pressed a sandpaper-y kiss to your temple, biting back a grin, "I got you doll, don't worry about them, all you need is me.."

Jackson Brice 'Montana' "Shocker"

Possessive, Self-indulgent, Manipulative, and Lucid.

He's evil. So evil, but the love is genuine. It isn't some odd obsession that he gained one random day, like Alex it was something that had to fester and grow. When it did, it already took him over completely.

There's a good chance at that point you two were already dating, which would make it all the easier to cut you off from everyone else. You were his, his to take care of and love. He understands its horribly toxic to make you believe that everyone else that isn't completely platonic to doesn't deserve to talk to you.

He understands it's wrong, but he also completely thinks it's understandable. After all, its for him, and he is your loving boyfriend. Sure he's a bit overbearing but it's for both of you, can't you see that? It's for the best.

He'd be the worse to have as a yandere I believe, because before long you basically have nothing. You'd have to play your cards carefully, make sure to not get too close to your male friends/coworkers, and whatever you do, don't cheat. He's far from afraid to get into a public fight.

"Darlin' c'mon," Montana leaned against the door of your shared bedroom as you continued to fill your bag with clothing, "sugar, it was one fight," he grabbed your wrists from the bag, making your head snap up in surprise, "I told ya' already, you ain't leaving."

So sorry I only did these three, work and classes have been hell, but by this weekend I'll try to throw out some hcs for Tssm!Electro and Tssm!Otto!

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tarjapearce · 6 months

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Dr. Michael Stone

Mad Scientist variant! Miguel O'Hara x Spider!f! Reader

art by @Spiderthingcoo on X

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT Smut, Breeding Kink, Mild dub-con, Oral sex (F receiving), possessive behaviors, rough electroplay, Questionable morals, Dark Miguel, manhandling, yandere scientist (I guess?) P in V, isolation, edging, female anatomy, Nipple play, dumbification, Michael Stone is a walking redflag. No proofread, objectification, power play.

Summary: From all the variants of Miguel you could've encountered, you met him.

A|N: Inspired by @Spiderthingcoo and Halloween ✨

Pt. 2

Clink

The sound repetitive and echoing in your hazy mind, luring you out of the slumber you had been forced to. Eyes heavy with something you couldn't quite pinpoint.

A sharp inhale gave you enough courage to part your lids enough to reckon your surroundings. Blurry and wet eyesight slowly came into a focus and clear view of where you were. A lab.

How had you ended up here? Where was Miguel? Why wasn't Lyla making fun of your passing?

The explosion, of course.

A weakened groan escaped past dry and chapped lips, while your mind tried to recollect and organize the memories it created before going on a blackout.

The mission was simple, try and track the anomaly. Rhino. But the villian wasn't up for dialogue and had sent you flying against a wall, damaging your watch. Miguel had promised to fix it once you were back at HQ.

But the damage had been severe enough to not only electrocute you, but to cause an explosion within the already open portal. A boom powerful enough to throw you out of the current timeline and swallow you into another one, much to Miguel's distress. And then, nothing.

Pure black darkness.

Pristine white walls elegantly dressed with technology you had never seen before. The machine whirrings and hummings kept your eyes wandering from one extreme to another, trying to find anything that would be out of place. To your dismay, nothing indicated to be in such state.

Except for one thing.

Sitting in a simple chair, was a man clad in white, blending in with his environment. If it wasn't for his titanium rimmed glasses and their reflection, his tan skin and a very familiar looking face, he'd go undetected under your radar.

But your ever trusting spider senses alerted you of his presence. His red eyes bore into you, stalking, awaiting; preying. Impassiveness and stoicism plastered on his beautiful face.

A glacial chill ran down your spine.

"M-Miguel?" You rasped in the admist of your drowsiness

The man's eye glinted, dangerous and curious as he stood. His hair wavy and silky, graciously slicked back, His smirk deepened as he walked right before you, watching you with such marvel it made your breath hitch.

"Michael." The Boss' doppelganger corrected.

A stupor spreaded through your legs. Your arms had gone numb long ago. Another late realization as you looked at your limbs, expanded and trapped in the metal contraption, like a crucifix. Your legs remained separated, toes barely touching the floor and completely bare before him.

Panic rose as he placed a white gloved and immaculate hand on your cheek. Miguel was always speaking about the variants of the villains that he often forgot to mention about his own.

This one in particular was one to be extremely wary of. Dr. Michael Stone, acknowledged son of Tyler Stone, the CEO of Alchemax. A scientist obsessed with the spider DNA his team had recollected many years ago.

"Dr. Michael Stone, Mike for the friends."

He cupped your face and kissed you deeply. Tongue sweeping on your trembling mouth, taking a taste of you. He let you go with an appreciative hum. His thumbs pressed on your now glistening lips to pry them open, taking a glance on your teeth. Your breath fanned his face as he explored your mouth with his thumbs initially.

"Healthy breath and teeth, no fangs, sadly" the doctor mumbled to himself while catching your tongue in between his thumb and index finger, pulling it enough to examinate it's length.

You whimpered at the pain. Saliva escaping your mouth, which he collected quickly in a little glass vial. His fingers typed in the data in a holo-pad that materialized next to him.

His face was deranged, a soft blush crept on his sharp cheeks. He had stumbled upon a gold mine.

The drowsiness had left your body entirely, fear and nausea replacing it. Modesty or shame weren't in Michael's vocabulary. Nipples perked at the cool air that invaded the lab.

He brought a little table with several pieces of something he had been tinkering with.

"Your little contraption seems something too advanced for people in your world. Sadly the damage is too great to salvage something."

He displayed the now burnt pieces of the watch, pieces you supposed were the core of its functioning.

"For how long have you been a mutant?"

"Years." Voice meek, he nodded as he kept typing away, without looking much your direction, too deep in the screen and the data displaying on it.

"Is there any others like me?"

You gulped. Your brief silence had been enough answer for him.

"I see." His grin turned into a devious chuckle, "I suppose there is one of me that is like you, isn't it?"

Upon hearing no answer of you, he pressed a button, where a sudden electricity jolt coursed through your body. Earning him a pained yelp from you.

"I don't appreciate your silence, cariño. Now, when was the last time your period came?"

Your body lingered in unpleasant waves of the shocking aftermath. Soft breaths turned into short and shallow pants, anger rising again.

"I don't remember" You admitted curtly and uncomfortable by the direction the interrogation was taking course.

"Have you had children before?"

The question made you blink stupidly at him while sneered at your reaction and cleared his throat. Keeping at bay the ominous thoughts already forming in his wicked brain.

"N-No." You mumbled and his lips pursed in a wolfish grin it sent an ill feeling through your chest. Your brain's danger alarms flared, begging you to run away as fast as you could. But how such thing would be achieved when you were nearly T qposing, naked, before a man that had everything but good intentions with you.

"There's always a first." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. The hidden promise in his words had you struggling against your prison but it stopped as he sent another electric jolt through your body.

You groaned both painfully and annoyed in between raged pants.

"Let me go! " He could only cackle at your waning order.

"But why would I do such thing, cariño?" His fingers tracing the slope of your jaw, "Not when I have found the perfect vessel for my lineage to develop."

Heart thumped wildly on your chest, threatening to escape up your throat.

"P-Please, let me go."

Something dern recoiled in his eyes, pleading was futile, even though he loved the way you pronounced such words.

"Can't do. In fact, I think production should start right away."

He beamed and your heart sunk. Hopefully Miguel caught your signal before the gizmo was broken for good. Attention snapping on a pair of eyes that danced around your body. He licked his lips while loosening his tie. His glasses were removed.

Your chest heaved with anxiety, but he kneeled before you, pushing your outer folds away to reach the forbidden prize he was set in devouring, your clit. It twitched and contracted when his thumb stroked it softly. Michael didn't waste time and sunk himself between your thighs.

"N-No!" You panted while trying to squeeze his head away from your thighs, but his grip was steely. His tongue assaulted your cunt with such intensity it had you clenching your jaw and panting within seconds.

Strong and moist muscle dribbled down your pussy, teasing around your quivering hole. His plump lips captured your little nub of nerves in between them, to then apply pressure within strong sucking motions. Your hips bucked, nearly melting at the powerful sensations the scientist dragged you to.

The slick of your labia increased making his motions smoother, vicious and wet. You could feel him resting his head on your lower belly as his mouth ate you like a starved man. A lap here, a dribbling up and down there and it had your mouth gaping open.

"Fuck" You tried to lurch forward but the upper restrictions on your limbs could only allow much movement. Your head heavy with lust blown and fearful thoughts, making it loll side to side, shaking off the pleasure that crawled all the way up, trying to fog your judgment completely.

The goal however was accomplished when his tongue delved in your hole, fucking it with such expertise it had your breath slurred and blown from your lungs.

His moist muscle curled, coiled and slurped at your cunt. Twirling and gathering your juices in his mouth. As dangerous as he was, Michael seemed a connoisseur of the female anatomy. And he ate like a starved man, like his life and investigation depended on it.

Your head was thrown back, just like your eyes in their sockets. Breaths turned erratic when his hands squeezed the round of your breast. Maneuvering your perky nipples a little too rough. He pinched, pulled and slapped them, matching the merciless pace of his assailant lips.

Teeth ground together, jaw clenched and trapping in the moans he rightfully had earned. Your hands managed to fist in the admist of the numbness they had been subdued to.

His tongue ventured deeper with moist and gulping movements, the tip of his nose buried in your pubic mound, keeping you in place from squirming too much, chasing that relief that would bring you a bit of peace to your tortured cunt. Heat pooled in his mouth, pressure tightening, edging you to an endless and dangerous spiral of tempting corruption.

A strangled whine came off your throat as he stopped and looked up at you. Darkened pupils wide, absorbing the red iris upon the sight of you.

Perfect, beatific even.

You were the perfect vessel for him. Lips flushed in need, exhaling the stimulation out of your system. A rapturous expression on your face, like a virgin that had been worshipped, and he was the chosen one to corrupt such grimace. His tie was removed completely and tossed somewhere.

With a tap of the holo-pad, your restrains were loosened, and you fell on the floor with a thud. A little groan as your body made contact with the cold tiles, blood rushing back to your limbs, leaving a prickling sensation all the way down your hands, awakening them.

As much as you hated to admit that you had enjoyed it, the rational side of you took control again, urging you to an attempt of escape while you crawled on your fours. Your suit had been discarded on one of the trash bins.

A strong hand grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you towards him, wobbly and feeble legs trembled at the forced attempt of standing up, only for your torso to be slammed against a nearby metal table. Air knocking out of your lungs with a 'oomph'

"You are going nowhere."

Despite the overall nerd-ish look, he was strong. Strong and big enough to pin your arms effortlessly before you, to then place a pair of metallic hoops on your wrist that instantly adhered at the table. Magnetic handcuffs, of course.

Breast flattened against the metal, unruly strands of hair obscured your sight, his agitated breath fanning over the crook of your neck. Rear was positioned in the perfect pose to expose both your holes. Pussy glistening with a mix of his saliva and your own slick.

"Marvelous. We are about to create the Opus Magna of my investigation. Aren't you excited, bonita?"

Your ears perked ominously at the unbuckling and fumbling of his pants.

"You have no idea how long I've awaited for a chance like this." His flushed tip rubbed between your folds, coating himself before aligning to your drenched hole. He tittered while taking a vice like grip on your hips and with a sudden motion, he buried inch by inch inside your gummy and sticky walls.

"Miguel!" You cried as he sheathed to the hilt, stretching you a bit past your limits. Fingers tangled in your hair and he pulled back with force. Granting him a pathetic yelp from you.

"Michael." He growled into your ear, "I am no bound by weaknesses unlike that defective copy of mines. But don't you worry..."

His tone venomous, "I'll make you learn my name one way or another." He slid a hand around your neck and squeezed a whimper out of you, "You're here to stay after all."

Callous fingers slid back to your hips, groping and grounding himself before he pushed in. A strangled moan came before air was cut short again by his firm and deep thrusting, allowing you to adjust enough to his girth. It was scary how perfect he fit inside, reinforcing his belief you were made specially for him and the explosion had been the catalyst for his plan to build a superior form of being, set in track.

Not only had he been granted a subject he had been chasing for nearly a decade, but now, he couldn't just study you, but also impregnate you. And what a better coincidence when you were reaching your most fertile days. Or so the data had dictated, and data didn't lie.

"With me." A deep cackle erupted from his mouth as an onslaught of merciless thrust were delivered between your supple and plump glutes, making them jiggle at his rutting.

A garbled and shaky moan escaped your lips, eyes wide at the core shaking pace he had settled. Toes curled and your hands fisted against the metallic handcuffs, trying to anchor yourself once more to something as the table creaked violently underneath both. The pressure on your clit increased as his balls slapped it, sending jolts through your body.

Your cunt received him with an obsence slurp, swallowing him whole over and over, hole moulded to his thick shaft, leaving you empty every time he slid out, only to be refilled impossibly deep with a pitiless plow.

You were a mewling and wailing mess underneath his formidable frame. Torso rock hard, just like the throbbing cock inside your snug and drenched pussy.

The room and you were the only witnesses of his borderline animalistic growls and snarls, set into his goal to fill you to the brim the times he saw it fit. After all, no experiment was successful without trial and error.

All you could hear was the rough slapping of your flesh melding together in a rough display of power where he indisputably had the upper hand.

Fire licked at every inch of your skin, tears prickled at the corner of your eyes, blurring your sight with overstimulation. He gave you no time to properly breath, too lost in wrecking your cunt to care, enraptured in the thrill your flesh offered him.

A firm slap on your jiggling ass granted him a choked wail, one of the few indicators you still remained conscious and holding it together. He frowned.

It wasn't enough, he wanted nothing more than your ruin. Having you subdued to him, both in mind and body. Stubborn nature couldn't just leave you fucked physically. The need to possess you in all it's wholeness took over him. You'd be his, and if he had to face his counterpart to keep you by his side, then so be it.

Michael stilled for a moment, giving you precious seconds to catch a much needed breath. He removed the lab coat and shirt, exposing his sweaty and well sculpted torso. Your legs trembled, your brain buzzed with all sort of sensations, the metal fogged with every deep breath you gave against it, if it wasn't for the restrains in your wrist, you'd certainly be on the floor, since your legs were giving up in supporting you.

A little drool streak escaped the corner of your lips, connecting to the space underneath you. Your hair was pulled back with a mild yank, forcing your spine to arch. The Fibonacci sequence would draw perfectly in the curvature of your flexible spine. One of the many perks of being a spiderwoman.

His frame swallowed you once more as he propped your right thigh on the table, granting him more access to delve in deeper into you.

" Ohmygod" you howled at how full and deep your insides were. He smirked at your words, "I can't... I can't-"

"You are more than capable of taking me, pequeña." A deep thrust and he had you sobbing, "Don't disappoint me now."

He rasped in blown inhales.

Your brain was melting just like your body. Instead of unceasing and swift slaps of flesh, steady and rhythmic plunges filled in the void space. Your mouth did nothing but nonsensical gabbling. Occasionally praising him with a coherent lewd curse or a whine.

Eyelids drooped a bit too low as your mouth went completely ajar, exhaling weakly. The weight of his frame pressing against you, slotting perfectly on your back. His hips dug into yours remorselessly, then you felt his arm hooking underneath your lower belly in a possessive embrace, letting the once punished breasts to bounce freely as he pounded relentlessly into you.

The second he skimmed on your tender skin, your body went taut and your brain shut off for a second, overheated by the mind shattering orgasm crashing over you. Only then your body was allowed to go limp on his arms, but that didn't stop him from giving a few more core shaking thrusts before emptying himself inside you. Flooding your womb with his hot load.

"Mi...Michael-" You croaked almost imperceptibly at the canvas he was making out of your insides.

Oh the joy of knowing he'd have a superior offspring made his wicked brain tingle. A malicious laugh escaped him upon admiring your current state. Fucked out and full of him, to the brim like he had promised. Michael Stone was a man of word.

When he had poured the last drop of cum inside, he pulled out to pick himself up. Underwear and pants secured back on his waist. His discarded lab coat covered his upper frame once more, body too heated to keep adding layers of clothing. He released the handcuffs off your wrist and caught you before your body slumped on the floor.

He rewarded your outlasting with a deep yet brief smooch, which you recoiled from. It didn't matter. You'd learn to tolerate his presence soon enough.

His arms carried you like a ragdoll. A doll that somehow still refused to be tamed, adding more dry bones to the raging obsession fire. You struggled from his grip but he didn't budge, a cruel laugh met you instead as he waltzed you to an empty room. Naked with jelly-like legs that didn't cooperate, angry and fearful and powerless.

He tossed you onto the bed and marched back towards the entrance. Proud of your lack of strength to retaliate and cunt full of his cum. His seed would do it's job soon enough. He had waited years, a bit more won't hurt him.

The thought of your belly rounding up with his child made his deep gaze to lock on you over his shoulder for a moment.

"Welcome to my world, querida." His cheeks spreaded in a wicked smirk before disappearing into the light, locking you out from freedom and hope.

Darkness drowned you, like his obsession. Dr. Michael Stone had finally achieved a breakout in his investigation. And he had no intentions of letting you go. Not until you produced the many heirs he had in mind.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #atsv miguel #Miguelverse #miguel o'hara smut #Spiderman 2099 smut #atsv smut #t writes✨#Michael Stone AU #dark!miguel o'hara

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imaginethezeldaverse · 9 months

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God the way Beedle is so underrated. I love this, I absolutely will write this. Since no gender is mentioned, I will keep this gender neutral c: A little Beedle x Reader for you, under the cut.

It's been his rule to keep going forward at all times. Bugs never stopped their journey of life, and as a philosophy, neither did he. Yet today, today he decided to look up. Perhaps it was the rustling of the leaves that caught his ears, or the soft mumbling that pulled his attention away from the path to the next stable. Upon stopping and lifting his gaze to all the ruckus above him, Beedle saw your boots sticking out of a large, leafy branch. He knows your footwear like the back of his hand having seen you more times than he can count, and sometimes even travelling the same direction with you! "Ahhhh, what to do, what to do..." you mumbled from above, kicking your feet. The brunette tilted his head before calling your name with some suspicion. Instantly your legs jolted at his voice, a squeak of 'Beedle?!' from the leaves - ah, so it was you! Beedle shrugged off his horned backpack, setting it just under the tree you were currently occupying. Hands on his hips, Beedle shouted up to you, "What are you doing up there? That can't be safe, you know!" You nervously laughed at his question, "I know, but I...kind of can't get down?"

Beedle gave a short sigh, of course you couldn't get down, look at how high up you were! With a smile that said 'You're hopeless', he stretched out his arms. "Jump down! I'll catch you!" the merchant yelled, flexing his fingers involuntarily. You stiffened again at his words: catch you?! Surely you'd kill him from the impact alone! Peeking out from a smaller branch you saw your merchant friend looking up in your direction with his arms out in front of him. "I can hear your thoughts buzzing up there," Beedle chided playfully, "You know I carry items that weigh three of you combined, right? Just jump already!" He had you there. Beedle was fortunately a man of incredible (and scarily unknown) strength. Taking a deep breath you called back to him, "Okay, okay. Don't drop me, Beedle!" and you jumped.

Your legs and back thumped directly into his arms as promised. Your initial fearful expression turned to one of relief as you it registered that he caught you with ease. "Wouldn't dream of it" he replied reassuringly as he gently set you down. Dusting yourself off from all the foliage and dirt, you gave him your most heartfelt thanks, but that did not deter the merchant's curiosity. He eyed you with a wary but curious demeanor, "What exactly were you doing all the way up there?" Oh, that. Unfurling your arms, you held up a jar to his face, "I was trying to catch this."

In the jar before him, in all of its golden glory, was a stunning energetic rhino beetle. Immediately impressed, Beedle let out a loud "OOOOH!" before carefully taking the jar from your hands. He marveled at the insect inside, eyes sparkling in delight at the sight of it sitting regally. "I can't believe you managed to catch this! You MUST trade this with me!" Instead, you simply smiled, bright and sunny, "No need. I caught it for you!" Beedle looked up from the beetle, blank stare connecting with your giddy one. You blinked once. Twice. Once more for good measure.

"It's yours, Beedle," you laughed nervously as he continued to stare at you with wide eyes, "I, um...caught it for you. I know you like beetles, so...this one's yours."

Suddenly his arms came around you. Taken slightly aback, you held your hands up for a moment until you processed what exactly was happening. Beedles hand pat your back gently, and you felt the tickle of his hair brush your cheek when he shifted slightly. "Thank you," his voice came at a grateful whisper, "No one's ever willingly given me a beetle before." Your heart thumped sadly in your chest, his appreciative tone mixed with his vulnerability making you want to cling to him and never let go. Instead, you simply hugged him back, "I was happy to find it for you!"

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It would be several days before you see him again, with your last encounter having you part ways; you had plans to check out Whistling Hills, while Beedle has mentioned wanting to traverse the Rauru Hillside before heading back south. You were happy to see a set of familiar horns poking out of the tent at the Wetland Stable when you'd finally arrived. "Beedle!" called you, running enthusiastically to catch up to the merchant, "Long time no s- oh my god?!" Upon closer inspection, he looked pretty worse for wear: covered in quite a few bruises and deep scratches across his face and arms. Immediately you slammed down your pack, pulling your first-aid kit out to tend to him.

"Beedle, what happened to you?! You look like you got mauled by a moblin!" you were a little shriller than you wanted to sound, but he really did look torn up! Quickly dousing a cloth in some healing potion, you dabbed at his face before he could stop you. Beedle simply laughed softly at your concern, "I did get a little roughed up, didn't I?" his eyes widened briefly and he caught your wrist, ceasing your cleaning of his face, "Oh! But I promise it was for a good reason, hold on a moment, please!" Instantly he let go, turning to open his beetle pack behind him and shuffle around a bit. When he let out a short 'Aha!', he swiftly pulled out what was he looking for and turned back to you.

In his hands was a bouquet: an arrangement of cool safflina, silent princesses, and swift violets. The soft blues and purples were so brilliant in their various hues - you were stunned by how beautiful they were wrapped delicately in one as they were. He placed the flowers carefully in your hands, "Consider it my way of thanking you." Realizing he had probably sustained his injuries from picking all of these for you, you felt a lump form in your throat; looking up at him with tears beginning to brim in your eyes your voice wavered a bit, "B-But you already said thank you, Beedle..." With his hands on his hips, he laughed a little louder now, genuine grin on his face as he retorted, "Words aren't enough for gifting me something so special! This was the least I could do."

You held the bouquet to your nose, the pleasant fragrances reminding you that these were picked with tremendous care. Thoughtlessly, you leaned forward, pecking a kiss to the brunette's cheek. The smile you wore was as authentic as it came, and you were hoping your eyes would spell out exactly how much his thoughtful gift meant to you. His breath hitched in surprise at first, then melted into a look that sat between pleased and in disbelief.

"Thank you, Beedle...they're marvelous," your voice warm with gratitude. Any semblance of a word died on his tongue, still in awe was he at your affectionate gesture. Your hand took his without a moment to spare as you led him into the stable tent, "Now...let's get you cleaned up, okay? Some of those scratches look a little gruesome." But Beedle could barely hear you over the sound of his heart thrumming in his chest. The only sentence he was able to coherently respond with being, "Y-Yeah...okay~"

You would find out later from one of the stable girls that he looked "positively in love".

#legend of zelda #tloz #tloz: botw #tloz: totk #the legend of zelda: tears of the kingdom #the legend of zelda: breath of the wild #botw #totk #beedle #beedle x reader #x reader #zelda fanfiction #zelda imagines #beedle imagines #legend of zelda imagines #fluff #gift giving #totk imagines

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wildwarcat · 2 years

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I have no idea if you've seen nwh yet so please don't read this if you haven't!!

I was just wondering if your marvel asks included Andrew garfields spiderman after watching nwh I need some fluff with him cause that movie brought back my obsession with tasm

I also need fluff cause after nwh I need 3-5 working days to recover

I'm more than happy to write pieces for other Marvel films that aren't in the MCU. And yes, X-Men, the Blade Trilogy and Marvel TV shows. Thanks for the request! Hope you like it!

Another World (Peter Parker 3 x Reader)

Summary: After the events of No Way Home, Peter returns to his world to find you worried about where he had vanished to. He’s more than happy to fill you in on his newly discovered secret.

It was unreal. One moment you were watching Peter take down the Rhino before he plowed through a bustling Times Square, and the next he had just vanished. Rhino was left hanging from a skyscraper wrapped in webbing, but you and the rest of the crowd that had been watching Spider-Man were dumbfounded.

“Wait, wasn’t he just here?” Someone asked aloud.

“Yeah, where’s Spider-Man?”

A vibration in your back pocket told you to take out your cell phone, only to see a call from Aunt May.

“May, were you watching?” You asked quietly, weaving your way out of the crowd and to the nearest subway stop.

“I saw everything, Y/N. Is he really... gone?”

“Looks like it. I’m gonna stop by Oscorp on the way over, maybe they’ve been working on some sort of teleportation device.”

May sighed and agreed that it was a good place to start before wishing you luck. You stepped onto the subway and put on your headphones. J. Jonah Jameson was sure to have a field day with this on his new Daily Bugle podcast.

“That’s right, folks. It appears the Spider-Man has disappeared without a trace! What sort of hero does he think he is? I mean, he just left the Russian rhinoceros guy hanging from the Chrysler building. All it’ll take is a nice strong wind and down the two-ton man will go-”

You gave up on listening to the podcast. Jameson didn’t know a thing about Peter. He didn’t know how hard it was for Peter to put that suit on ever since Gwen had... passed on.

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Of course, you had known him before he was Spider-Man, back when Gwen hadn’t even known who he was. You had been there when he was bitten by that spider, you were there when he first decided to become a hero, and you had been by his side for everything that had followed. In the months that followed Gwen’s death you had supported him in every way you could, until the realization hit you that you were in love with your best friend.

You pushed it down, hid it as best you could without having to push him away. But then, after months of hiding your true feelings, he kissed you in front of the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree.

“I’ve loved you for a while now, Y/N. I guess I’ve just been waiting for the right time to say it.” He confessed, his cheeks turning red from both embarrassment and the cold. This was it. Now or never.

You kissed him back.

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Oscorp had been a bust. No one had any projects related to teleportation in the works and no one in their R&D department was planning on it either. So, you found yourself on the train back to Queens emptyhanded.

When you got to your apartment, you fumbled with your keys and unlocked the door, setting them on the keyring just inside the entryway. You sighed heavily, hanging up your coat and walking toward the living room with the intention of turning the TV on. But as you strode past the kitchen, you saw a flash of red and blue in the corner of your eye.

You froze.

Then after a moment, you slowly backed up a few steps and looked into the kitchen. Standing there, with a wistful smile and tears in his eyes, was Peter.

“Hey, Y/N.” He said, his voice quiet and raspy.

“Where. The. Hell. Have. You. Been?” You asked him, practically running to him.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He said breathily. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. His suit smelled of sweat and burnt copper.

“Try me.” You smirked.

Releasing you, he set his mask down on the kitchen table and motioned for you to sit. He spoke for over an hour, telling you about how he had been transported to another universe, along with a few of his enemies. He spoke of how he met two other Peter Parkers, both of them Spider-Men, and how they had worked together to save the multiverse.

“Another world?” You breathed when he had finished. It was all you could think to say.

He nodded vigorously, “Maybe someday I’ll figure out how to take you there.”

You grinned, “As long as I don’t have to call you Peter 3.”

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mycrofts-gunbrella · 3 years

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Caring is the Greatest Advantage- Mycroft Holmes x Reader (Part 11)

A/N- Okay so this is just a short 2k fill in chapter! It’s kinda cute and kinda sad but it was too long to add to the last chapter, and it doesn’t fit in with the theme of the next chapter (though it sets it up quite nicely!). The next chapter is likely going to be a bit angsty but I promise it’ll have a rewarding ending to it! I hope to have it written and up sooner rather than later but, until then, enjoy this little piece.

Word Count- 2028

The ten minute drive from Baker Street to the Natural History Museum went by in a flash- most of it being spent by Mycroft giving you a mental tour of the building's various rooms and the 'most appropriate route to take'. Though it did also take a minute or two for you to convince him to not get everybody kicked out for a private visit, no matter how many people were there.. Admittedly, you hadn't been to the museum for 6 years or so now- after living so long in London it feels less of a luxury being only round the corner from it- but walking through the doors made you feel like a child again. Entry to the museum was free, but that didn't mean you didn't see Mycroft swiftly pushing a few notes into the donation bin at the front before guiding you forwards. Glancing up, you eyed the blue whale skeleton that hung from the ceiling and frowned. Mycroft caught your look and spoke up.

"Ah yes, Hope has been a relatively recent addition to the museum. She was found dead on an Irish beach back in 1891. It's a rather beautiful marvel to gaze upon, though, large as she is, she doesn't quite fill the hole in my heart that was left after my beloved Dippy was removed." Your eyes scanned the skeleton of the large mammal once more before looking back at Mycroft. "I did try to convince the board to keep the diplodocus somewhere but all attempts were futile. There's only so much force you can put into such a topic without exposing yourself as-"

"As a man who loves dinosaur bones more than he loves people?" Mycroft shoved his hands in his pockets and sighed.

"The very thing." Lifting your arm, you rested your hand at the crook of Mycroft's elbow to encourage him to move on.

"When we get home and have dinner we can raise a toast in Dippy's honour.. but for now, my mind's been taken over by that huge statue of Darwin." And the pair of you headed off, your hand very much staying place at Mycroft's arm as you wandered through the rooms- Mycroft more than willing to reel off facts about every deceased animal of history and, more often than not, even impressing the workers with his spiel of facts. Though you were very much enjoying wandering aimlessly through the room of human evolution, you most definitely noticed the pull from the man beside you as he was eager to reach his beloved dino-pals. As you turned the corner into the slightly darkened dinosaur room, you tripped over your feet slightly as you felt Mycroft stop in his tracks, his eyes wide and taking everything in. He looked as happy as a boy at Christmas and, quite frankly, it was adorable. You nudged him slightly when he still didn't move. "You okay?"

"Sorry, it just seems as though, no matter how many times I come here, it always feels like the first." He had shaken his head as though to bring his thoughts back to focus before taking a few steps into the gallery and leading you over to the skeletal remains of a Baryonyx. "The name Baryonyx roughly translates to 'Heavy Claw' from the Ancient Greek's 'Barys' meaning heavy and 'onyx' being claw or talon." He spoke, his voice smooth and relaxed as his fingers brushed over the board that announced the name of the creature within the glass. "It was also an excellent swimmer which it would use to its advantage while hunting." You listened to his every word as he spoke, grinning as he excitedly told you how many teeth it had and it's preferred techniques for capturing food before he moved you onto the next one.

"Oh these beauties have always been my favourite." You almost whispered, taking in the sight of the huge triceratops skull. You barely noticed Mycroft's hand shift from his pocket until you felt the heat of his palm against the small of your back, fingers squeezing slightly by your hip as he spoke.

"Mine too. Sherlock used to say they were boring and that we might as well have gone to the zoo to look at rhinos. He ended up spending 5 months trying to prove that the rhinos were descendants from the triceratops and then avoided me for 3 weeks when he realised there was no connection at all."

"That sounds about right. Though I can't imagine Sherlock enjoying it here very much anyway.." Mycroft began to guide you to a small bench just off the side to sit down, still giving you the view of the beautiful dinosaur bones.

"He didn't. When we were much younger he would kick off until Mummy and Father would tell us it's time to go and I had to go with them.. Then as we got a little older and Sherlock properly found his legs, he would simply run from the doors round to the science museum. Of course mummy and father had to follow him as he was so young, but one time I decided to stay here. They didn't realise I hadn't followed them until it was time to go home 5 hours later." Mycroft spoke quietly.

"Found his legs? That's at, what, four? Five? How young were you?"

"I was 9 the first time, I think." Now, Mycroft, you don't just 'think'; you know. Your hand moved to rest above his own on his knee, brushing your thumb fondly over his knuckles. "But it isn't all bad. Some of my best days as a child were spent here, and a lot of the staff were very kind and would teach me extra facts that weren't displayed. There was one gentleman who even gave me his own copies of some books that they had here. I'd wander the whole museum in time but I always found myself back here on this bench just.. watching. This room felt more like home than my very house sometimes. It was the room where I could escape the real world and find peace. Eventually Mummy, Father and Sherlock stopped bothering with the visits because Sherlock found the science museum boring after he'd prove them wrong on something each time, but I'd still pop back in on occasion without them.. Coming to think about it, I've never actually brought anybody here with me at all." You squeezed at his fingers and settled back into the bench.

"Well I am incredibly glad that I found out about your little interest, and I feel even more honoured that you let me come here with you." You beamed. And it was the truth. Evidently, this little museum meant much more to Mycroft than you could have ever imagined and it warmed your heart to know that he trusted you to see him nerd out over some bones.

"Eventually I used this very building as the scaffolding to build my mind palace. My files on Sherlock, very appropriately, are nestled in the human biology room. But most people's information is either stored in the entrance, where Dippy remains over Hope, might I add, or in a few of the rooms I find less interesting.." You didn't have to ask to know he was referencing 'that room with all the bloody rocks'. "I love most of the galleries too much to taint them with information on people that aren't important. The likes of Gregory and Doctor Watson now reside in Hintze Hall as the years have passed." His eyes remained focused in front of him, unblinking, as though he was wandering the very halls at that moment.

"And where.. where are my files?" You had to ask, really. Since he was on the subject anyway. "If you've put them in the marine reptiles room when you know I'm terrified of the ocean I shall never forgive you." Mycroft's hand flipped beneath yours so the pads of your fingers brushed before he blinked and looked over to you, a small smile on his face.

"Here." Oh. Well that's.. something. You shifted to give him a quick kiss on his cheek, knowing he wasn't overly fond of PDA and tugged him to stand.

"And on that note, I think we should go and grab some lunch before you make me cry in front of the dinosaurs."

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After lunch, you both spent a few more hours walking from room to room (and of course circling round to the dinosaur gallery again) before you decided to call it a day at 4pm. Before departing, you headed towards the toilets that happened to be beside the little gift shop and you had a browse while Mycroft was occupied. Grinning, you picked up a deep blue plush triceratops and stroked a finger across its back. It was just small enough that, after purchasing, you could hide the little guy in the loose fabric of the sweatshirt you wore, acting innocent as you waited back outside near the wall. After going to the bathroom yourself, the pair of you headed outside where a car was waiting for you. Sliding in the back seat, you couldn't contain your little gift anymore.

"Surprise!" You laughed, producing the small toy from under your clothes and into the hands of the man beside you. He studied it briefly before beginning to laugh himself as he reached into his inner pocket and handed you the matching dinosaur, though purple in colour. "God, we're such children aren't we?" You noted as you swapped plushie companions, each of you brushing a finger on its nose as though it were a small pet. "I daren't think what your colleagues would say if they knew you were now the proud owner of a baby triceratops teddy that's.." You glanced at the tag. "..Suitable for children aged 12 months plus!"

"Probably nothing as bad as if they realised said triceratops was going to take proud placement on my desk at home." He beamed. "Thank you, this really does mean a great deal to me." You knew he wasn't just talking about the toy that rolled around his long fingers and you shifted to rest your head lightly on his shoulder.

"We can come back any time. I, for one, know I'll never get bored of looking through the galleries.. Or I'll never get bored of watching you light up as we walk through said galleries. Either or works, really." He hummed in response, his emotions slightly overwhelmed from the day and its revelations into his past. "Plus there were about 10 other little dinos in the shop and I've always been one to want a full collection.. so, if we pace ourselves, that's at least 10 more trips."

"13.. Although that could be tripled if we take the colour variations into account."

"Oh, of course! Can't half-arse a collection or it's just pointless."

"I concur."

"That's settled then. Almost 40 more trips to finish off our collection.. And thennnn we can move onto the figurines." Mycroft let out a laugh beside you and tilted to rest his head atop yours for the remainder of the journey home.

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The evening between you was shared over a meal (where, as promised, a small toast was made to the memory of Sir Dippy) before Mycroft sat to finish the papers for Greg. Eventually you collapsed into bed at a relatively reasonable time, groaning at the throbbing in your legs from the day's adventure before finally slipping into rest.

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The next day passed relatively quickly. The morning was spent visiting Greg in his office to drop off the papers before the pair of you took a small stroll through the streets of London. Eventually, Mycroft and yourself even got a text message from Sherlock giving a (albeit half-arsed) apology for his behaviour the day before and the rest of the day was spent in bliss. That was until exactly 17 minutes after you got back home when Mycroft's mobile began to ring. He swallowed deeply, showing you the caller ID of the person he had been dreading to speak to post-Eurus and answering.

"Ah, yes.. Hello, Mummy."

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Peter Parker’s Younger Sibling

Peter Parker x sibling!reader

warnings: bullying mention, blood mention

a/n: a fuckin reach, its been a WHILE since ive seen tasm

prompt: y/n is peter’s sibling

peter and you were playful kids

you were just a year and some months younger than him, so you had a harder time remembering your parents than him

but he always told you stories about them that made you miss them a little more

peter was a genius, we all know it

he was the one helping you with your homework most nights

“peter i cant do it!”

“that’s okay, y/n. look, start with two times four, that’s eight, then four times six, twenty-four, right?”

“can i say a cuss word?”

“sure”

“math is shit”

you would cry during homework a lot

you’d also pass out on his floor after talking for hours

and you’d either wake up facedown on the floor or in your room since uncle ben would pick you up and put you to bed

peter took it upon himself to take you back to your room, but he usually dragged you by the arm, sooooo

you’d play action figures together

he was batman, you were robin always

“can i be batman?”

“oldest gets to be batman so im batman”

“but i wanna be batman!”

peter walked you to your school before taking off on his skateboard

and he’d pick you up on his way home

on half-days your brother taught you how to skate

you fell a lot

aunt may had to patch you up

“how many times do i have to tell you those skateboards are dangerous?!”

peter got you your own skateboard so that you could practice without him

you would text him after you did a trick and he’d always say hell yes! show me when i get home!

being his photography assistant

really you were his assistant constantly

science fair was the most boring day of the year

“y/n, stand right here, i need to get something from my locker”

*judges walk up while youre left unattended and in a state of PANIC*

you were bullied in middle school, same as peter, he’d always stick up for you and get beat up instead

it made you very mad but it was scary, too

“how’d you get into this fight, peter?”

“oh, you know, just happened”

“peter was sticking up for me, uncle ben”

“was he now? you’re a good brother, peter”

lonely when he moved onto high school :/

but you got there soon enough

you guys were kind of loners, just ate lunch together, lugged around your skateboards, you were an artist, he was a photographer

just spectating the chaos of high school, rolling your eyes at the drama

“i have two bucks, do you want anything from the vending machine?”

“uhh, a coke?”

you saw peter get bullied by flash and lost your shitttt

you actually started a food fight after throwing mashed potatoes in his eyes

“what the hell, parker?!”

“sit down and eat your goddamn food, flash, or next time it wont be potatoes”

peter was half-proud, half-embarrassed

trying to see how long you could skate through the halls before any authority figures stopped you

sometimes......you guys got sent to the office together :)

*phone ringing* “hello, is this ben parker?”

“which one of them is it this time?”

the principal’s office was a trip sometimes

you and peter exchange your glances and wait to get scolded

“ah, the parkers, come in, lets have a chat...why do you two always feel the need to get in trouble together?”

“we just happen to get along really well for siblings”

no you fuckin dont lmaoooo

it was always something with you two

like always

*banging on peter’s door* “I KNOW YOU HAVE MY BROWNIES, PETER, GIVE THEM BACK”

*peter through a mouthful of brownies* “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT, YOURE CRAZY”

“is that my jacket?” -peter

“you mean my jacket?”

“y/n, i swear to god if you steal any more of my clothes it’s over for you”

“well, aunt may keeps giving me your clothes, so take it up with her”

and then there was just the little annoying things

“peter, can you stop clicking your pen?”

*clicks pen faster*

“you’re the worst”

and my personal favorite

“peter, open the door”

“why?”

“emergency”

*opens bedroom door* “what?”

“aunt may is making meatloaf”

“shit, uh...get your board, we’ll skate to mcdonalds and tell her we already ate”

peter and you RARELY ever brought your parents up until he found your dad’s briefcase, you didn’t have much to say

soon he was flooding his room with conspiracies and pulling you in to explain them

he began acting REALLY weird, but he was pretty open with you, he told you he went to oscorp

“YOU SNUCK IN??”

“your standards for me are way too high, y/n”

soon you started to feel not-so-good and weird things started to happen

“peter??”

“yeah? whats up?”

“this is gonna sound really weird...my hand is stuck to the door”

“it happened to you, too??”

“happening, pete. wait—this happened to you?? what is this???????”

yall done fucked up and got bit by spiders peter had so carelessly brought back into the house

it was an adjustment to say the least

and this adjustment got a whole lot harder that one night...you can remember peter just...so upset

you tried to chase him out to make sure he was okay, but uncle ben told you to stay with your aunt

maybe if you’d have been there...it would’ve been different, but when the cops got to your house you were at a loss for words

peter was covered in his blood still

“hey, hey, just breathe, okay? it’s not your fault, peter. just hop in the shower, yeah? i’ll take care of your clothes”

when peter took your advice and you were left alone, you just cried, you cried until he finally found you curled up in a ball in your room

then he cried, you just hugged each other sobbing your eyes out

peter got distant for a while, which was rough since the two of your were mourning for your uncle and dealing with these newfound powers

sooner or later he came around and helped you out, designing webshooters and a suit for you

“we match?”

*sigh* “yeah...yeah, we match”

ah yes, spider-team

you really tripped out new york at first, they thought spider-man was a teleporter

peter was still talking about your dad, but you really didn’t care, uncle ben was always going to be who raised you

you and peter would be covered in bruises after going out

“uh—peter punched me”

“y/n???!!!”

“I PANICKED”

just being dumb scared teens that cant function to save their lives until they get a little bit lucky

seriously like, every big villain you guys fought was just the worst

peter didn’t help all the time, he was good at provoking them sometimes

“hey, spider-man, you mind shutting up for a minute? for my sake?”

“sorry, sorry, just couldn’t help myself!”

he gushed to you about gwen stacy, he actually dragged you to her apartment to be patched up by her SEVERAL TIMES

yadda yadda yadda peter graduated high school! how cool is that? but he was late (what a surprise) even though you put off spidering today just for this

but he made it and you clapped the loudest for him

“thats my brotherrrr!!!”

cute family picture! (aunt may printed a bunch of them and gave them to you two and peter pinned them to his wall)

you and peter actually have a lot of pictures of the two of you just goofing off

he has one of you stuck in a trash can that cracks him up every time

seeing harry osborn again after YEARS

“wow, y/n, last time i saw you i just thought you were peter’s annoying little sibling”

“aww, it’s good to see you, too”

electrooooo

this guy really worried you bc like, bzzzz shock

you and peter weren’t equipped for that

it took a while, but you were finally able to deal with that

and several other problems

including peter’s breakup, which was a whole ordeal of its own

*peter laying upside down on your bed* “i dont know, y/n, you know? i wanna be with her so bad, i love her...but her dad is haunting me”

*you, drawing on your notepad with your legs propped up on his* “yeah, makes sense”

you actually had to tap out during the end of electro, you were hurt pretty bad

“y/n, hey? yeah, you’re okay. stay here, just stay right there, i’m gonna be back for you”

*thumbs up to show youre still alive*

but when peter came back for you there was bad news, he’d lost gwen

he ripped his mask off and fell to his knees, you could barely move but you powered through it, giving him a hug while he cried

“we...we better get home before aunt may starts to worry”

she was at work, so you two had the place to yourselves to clean up and mourn before the official news was revealed

“i should have listened to her dad, y/n, this is all my fault”

he was a mess, you couldn’t bare seeing him like this. it’s been so long since you’d seen him like this

the funeral was rough, peter was grasping onto your shoulder the whole time

he insisted that he was going to stick behind and stay with gwen for a while

“okay, i’ll see you at home...love you”

“love you too”

you gave him a hug and left him to his business, the next few months you were the only spider-person operating in new york...until rhino popped up

“im coming with you”

“you’re sure?”

“yeah, im sure”

(these are kinda ass but anyways im tagging my marvel ppl even tho ik this isnt mcu so just ignore this post if you dont care, sorry!!)

taglist: @alwaysananglophile // @rorybutnotgilmore // @locke-writes // @sweetheartliz07 // @queen-destenie // @natasha-danvers // @allthecreativeonesaretaken // @frostedgiant // @praellee // @emygirl // @lotsoffandomrecs //

#peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker #spiderman #spiderman imagine #spiderman x reader #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #andrew garfield #amazing spider man #amazing spider man x reader #amazing spider man imagine #parker!reader #peter parker x sibling!reader #peter parker x sister!reader

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fanpom-imagines · 5 years

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Request by Anonymous: Hi darling! Could you write a Stephen Strange x reader where she's, like, a shapeshifter and survived the snap? And when he comes back in the final battle, she protects him while he keep the water from flooding the battlefield? Thanks love! -&

Imagine being a shapeshifter as well as Doctor Strange’s S/O.

Masterlist

Fandom: Marvel

Words: 430

Warnings: endgame spoilers but nothing major so this is kinda short sry

Gifs aren’t mine. (I fricking love this gif)

(No specific general for Reader)

“You know when I imagined us coming back into existence I thought the first thing we were going to do is go on a date,” I yelled out to Stephen as I transformed from my human form into a tiger as I bite and scratched at more soldiers from Thanos’ army.

“What? Fighting off an alien army isn’t what you would consider a date?” Stephen asked teasingly as he struggled with his powers.

“Oh no, babe, it’s the perfect date. Why didn’t we think of this sooner?” I remarked sarcastically as I punched another alien in the face and kicked another in the stomach before turning into a hawk and quickly gliding over to the alien approaching Stephen. Jumping onto its shoulders before bringing it back with my weight making the creature tip backwards as it loses its balance giving me the opportunity to flip it and kick it in the back. Before I could run over to the fallen creature another came and knocked me to the ground.

After getting the wind knocked out of me I gasped for air and tried to fight it off, but it ended up falling into the ground because of one of Stephen’s portals. I look up at Stephen who gives me a smirk before turning back to focus all his energy on the massive amounts of water trying to break through and flood the battlefield.

“Thanks, babe,” I yell out to him before jumping back into action. Taking down enemies left and right and trying to keep them away from Strange as long and as much as I can.

“Don’t mention it,” I hear him yell back.”

“You know after this we should go on a date, or maybe on a vacation,” I tell him as I block a blow from my left and use the alien’s momentum to flip him over and into the enemy charging in from my right before turning into a rhino and charging full speed at five approaching aliens.

“As long as you stay in human form,” Stephen joked.

“Aw don’t you want to go on a date with a cougar?” I laughed out at the double meaning as I jokingly turned into one to talk an oncoming enemy from Stephen’s left.

“Ha, ha, very funny,” Stephen grumbled out as he ducked out of the way of an alien body being flung at him by yours truly, “Hey, watch the hair.”

“You never tell me that in bed,” I laughed out as I heard a curse from him before focusing back on the enemies approaching once again.

#doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #stephen strange #stephen strange imagine #stephen strange x reader #avengers #avengers magine #avengers x reader #avengers endgame

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tonydadisbestdad · 7 years

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You’re Hot, I’m Not- Part 1

Peter ParkerxReader

Dad!Tony

Word Count: 2784

A/N: Idea I got from a post I came across, it was this person telling a story about how every time they see their really attractive neighbor they look terrible. Not my gif... I know I don’t say that on every story but I assume there is a general knowledge for it, but I’ll say it just in case this time.

Part 2

After everything that had gone wrong in the year previous, things were much better now. The Avengers were finally back together, your dad was relatively happy again, and Pepper was back in your lives.

It was all good. You were happy.

That was until you walked into your dad’s lab, soaking wet from the unexpected thunderstorm you’d been caught in, and there was a handsome boy there. You knew you looked like a drowned out raccoon. Your make-up was most likely all down your face, and your hair a tangled wet mess. You just wanted to tell your dad you were home from school.

The boy’s head perked up when you entered, you froze in surprise, your father nowhere in the lab.

All you could do was blush. You wanted to ask him a number of questions. Who are you? Why are you here? Are you even allowed to be here? Where’s my dad? But all you could do was think of how handsome he was, probably the most handsome guy your age you’d ever seen. He was definitely close in age to you, because he didn’t look old enough to be out of high school.

“Uh h-hi,” he said. “I’m Peter.”

“Hey sunshine,” Your dad greeted, entering the lab behind you.

You turned and stared at him.

He frowned, but let out a chuckle. “Oh sweetheart did you get caught in the rain?”

“Well I certainly didn’t shower with my clothes on, dad.” You shot back.

“Well then what are you doing here for? Go get changed before you get sick.” He said, moving towards the boy you were still curious about.

“This is Peter,” Your dad said, notioning to him. “He’s a… new intern… He’ll be working with me for a while. Parker, that’s Y/N. I’m sure you already know.”

Peter nodded. “Y-Yeah. It’s nice to meet you,” He said, smiling.

You gave a curt nod before leaving the lab. That was just too much embarrassment for you.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/

You were currently walking into the tower after a jog, a panting Happy trailing behind you. Your hair was up but there were many stray’s sticking to your sweaty forehead. You didn’t like to wear just a sports bra when you jogged. So you opted for a baggy shirt. It helped keep people from recognizing you, at least right away. There were always going to be people that figured it out and would chase after you.

You tugged an earphone from your ear and smiled at Happy as you waited for the elevator. “Come on, old man, you’re not that out of shape yet.” You joked with him.

Happy rolled his eyes. “You’re supposed to keep pace with me, not run ahead. How many times do we have to go over this?”

You just grinned wider at him.

“Hi,” a voice said behind you, right before the elevator doors opened.

You’re eyes widened realizing who it was before you turned to look at him. “Hi,” you said, before stepping into the elevator. Happy followed, so did Peter.

All you could think about was how terrible you knew you looked and how badly you smelled. Why was this your luck? Why couldn’t Peter show up when you were getting ready to go to one of your dad’s events or something?!

All the while Peter had tried talking to you, but you didn’t even notice.

Happy chuckled. “Don’t worry kid, she space’s out a lot, she’s not ignoring you.”

Peter smiled at him. “That’s okay… I’m sure she has a lot going on up there.”

The elevator doors opening brought you out of your mind. You were freaking out, and you needed to shower. “Thanks Happy,” You said getting off.

“Be good, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Happy said, remaining on the elevator. He liked to make sure you got up to the apartment okay, you never knew when something could be going on in the upper levels of the tower. Nothing had happened as of late, but still, precautions.

Peter followed you off but as you went towards your room he went off towards the lab. “Bye, Y/N,” He said, cheerily.

“Bye,” You said back, going to your room.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/

You were feeling far past under the weather. Strep throat was absolutely horrible. You had it all from your sore throat and swollen lymph nodes, to the fever, chills and body aches, you were down for the count. You thought you were already dealing with the worst of it, until you had to force yourself to spring from your bed and into your bathroom where you released the liquid contents of your stomach.

With shaky hands, you flushed it away. You brushed your teeth the best you could, before exiting the bathroom. You grabbed your blanket, wrapped it around yourself and left for the living room. You couldn’t be in your room right now, it made you feel like you were festering in your sickness. You couldn’t see and your hair was a tangled mess, having not been brushed since the day before. You knew your dad was off working. So when you bumped straight into someone as you passed through the kitchen, you practically screamed, it came out more as a pained groan from your sore throat.

Luckily you didn’t hit them with much force, so you didn’t fall, but a set of hands still managed to quickly reach out to stabilize you.

“Hey, I’m so sorry,” Peter said.

You squinted up at him, you were sure if your cheeks weren’t already red from your fever they would have been now. “N-no,” You strained to say, not having really spoken since your father had last checked on you. “M-y b-ad…”

“Are you not feeling well?” Peter asked.

You rolled your eyes, and it hurt. “Strep…”

Peter’s face showed sympathy. “Aw man, that sucks, sorry to hear that. Hope you feel better soon…”

“M-e too,” You said, returning to your journey to the couch. You were too dizzy to stand any longer. When your head hit the cushions you sighed in relief.

“Do you need anything?” Peter asked.

You glanced up and he was standing behind the couch. If you weren’t so sick this would have been the most embarrassing situation with him yet. He was too nice, and you’d just seen yourself in the bathroom mirror. You looked horrendous. You had dark circles under your eyes in contrast to your paler. Your lips were chapped and your hair really was everywhere. How could anyone, especially this cute boy, be anywhere near you?

“N-o tha-nks…,” You answered him.

Peter gave you another sympathetic smile. “Well, if you do I’ll be around, okay? Just ask F.R.I.D.A.Y. to get me or something.”

He was amazing. And you were, a billionaires daughter that constantly looked the opposite.

“Thanks…,” you mumbled. You only wanted sleep to take you now, you needed to get away from this.

Peter nodded before finally leaving you.

Until he made a few appearances in a few of your fever dreams.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/

You were cursed. Over the course over the next month you running into Peter, looking terrible, happened more than it didn’t.

You couldn’t understand it.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to say more than a few words to him because of it!

You were sure he thought you disliked him from your seemed lack of interest.

Little did he know you couldn’t keep your thoughts off of him.

You were currently on the bus going home from classes for the day. Sure you could have just been picked up by a car, but where was the fun in that? You wanted your freedom and this was part of the deal. Happy only had to follow you around when you jogged and went out, but school, that was off limits. You needed your space. You were already stuck living at home, much against your will. So this was the deal.

The bus braked at a stop and you kept your eyes trained out the window. The seat next to you was empty and your headphones were in. You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice that someone sat next to you until they tugged your shirt sleeve. Your head snapped over and met warm brown eyes. A blush dusted your cheeks. Your luck was beyond you, but currently you thought you looked decent, so maybe things would turn around.

“Hey,” Peter said, chuckling.

You turned your music down as you tugged your headphone out. “H-hey,” you said back.

“How are you?” He asked, his hand dropped from your sleeve into his lap.

“I’m well, how are you?” You asked back. You could have groaned at the mundaneness of the conversation.

“I’m good,” He said, still smiling. “On my way to work.”

“You like working with my dad?”

Peter nodded. “Yeah, it’s so awesome.”

You rolled your eyes, a small smile on your lips. You could see the admiration for your father in his eyes. “Well, so long as you enjoy it, I’m glad.”

Peter was about to go on to say something but the bus came to a screeching halt. His hand came out in front of your chest before you could even think to react, like he knew it was coming. There were a few shouts and a lot of commotion in the streets.

There was a loud boom coming from a few cars ahead of the bus.

Peter didn’t hesitate, he grabbed your hand and pulled you through the bus doors.

“P-Peter, what are you-,” You quickly asked, trying to keep up, stumbling over your feet.

The first alley he found he pulled you into. There was so much commotion going on in the streets that you couldn’t even figure out what the problem was.

“Get home. I’ll meet you there,” Peter said quickly, glancing out to the ruckus in the streets.

“W-what?” You asked. “Peter are you nuts? Come on, let’s go!” You tried to pull him out of the alley, but he didn’t budge.

Peter pulled you back to him, making you really look at him. His expression was serious. “I’ll meet you there. Please.”

There was no way that the thought you just had could be true. The only good reason you could think of as to why Peter wouldn’t come with you was because-

There was another boom and Peter shoved you further into the alley. “Go, I’ll be okay.” He sent you a reassuring smile.

You trusted him, without really even knowing him, you trusted him with everything you had, you jogged down the alley. You weren’t too far from the tower, but you had to detour to avoid any and all commotion happening. When you finally made it home you didn’t even check in with your dad. Immediately, you turned on the news.

The problem had been Rhino. He was trying to break into a bank, nothing out of the ordinary. But then Spider-Man arrived.

Your phone started ringing as you watched, you pulled it to your ear and answered. “Yeah?”

“Where are you and are you okay?” Your dad asked, quickly.

“Home dad, I’m safe… b-but Peter-” You started.

“Not the time, sunshine. I’m on my way to help. I just needed to hear from you and not F.R.I.D.A.Y. that you were home and safe. I love you.”

“Love you, dad.” You answered before he hung up. You knew not to continue the conversation. As soon as he was home you needed to talk with him. There was no way what you thought could be true, but maybe it actually made sense.

You continued to watch the news once your father arrived. It was going great, Spider-Man had it under control. They were so close to apprehending him. Until, he broke free, his horn grazing Spider-Man’s slide. He hit the ground with a thud.

Your eyes widened, a gasp slipped past your lips.

Quickly, your dad brought Rhino down.

You shut the tv off and paced the living room. Worry wrenched at your gut until you heard the distinct sound of your dad entering his lab a floor below you. You ran down and quickly found your dad as well as the team’s doctor.

“I’m fine,” Peter’s voice rang out. “It’s just a graze.”

Your dad caught you in his peripheral and turned to you.

This also got Peter to look at you. His mask was gone and so was the upper half of his suit as the doctor took care of his bleeding side. “Shit.”

Your dad sighed. “It’s fine, she was going to realize it sooner or later.”

All you could do was stare stupidly at them. You probably shouldn’t have come down but you had to confirm your suspicions and make sure, even if Spider-Man wasn’t Peter, that he was okay. “Sorry,” you mumbled.

“Beside the point, I told you I’d meet you here ,” Peter said, rubbing his neck.

“After almost having your stomach impaled!” You shouted.

Your dad chuckled at your worry.

Peter pouted. “I’ll be fine… I’m just glad you’re okay.”

You blushed.

“Hey,” Your dad said, cutting in. “Neither of you better be thinking about what I suspect you’re thinking about.”

Your blush deepened as you looked at him. You were mortified. Not only was the embarrassing on your half there was no way Peter was thinking anything that your father had thought up. But when you looked back to him, he was blushing in silence.

“Well, I seem to have made things awkward, so I’m going to leave.” Tony stated, before leaving the lab.

You rubbed your forehead. “I’m sorry,” You told Peter.

He chuckled. “No, it’s okay… I’m used to it. Your dad teases me all the time. But I guess that’s his way of showing he cares… well I hope it is at least.”

The doctor working on Peter’s side quickly finished wrapping him up before leaving.

Peter sent a thank you her way, before sitting up and refocusing his attentions on you. He smiled.

“You’re okay?” You hesitantly asked.

He looked down at the bandage around his waist. “Yeah, it’ll heal up by the end of the week. Sp-speaking about the end of the week…” He was half looking at you now, like he was afraid to make eye contact but really wanted to. “I-I know we don’t really talk much and your dad practically just said not to but um would you maybe wanna go out with me this weekend?”

Your would practically came to a halt as the words left his lips. This couldn’t be real. After all the times this perfect boy had seen you, looking absolutely horrendous, he was asking you out?

“I-I’m sorry… I probably shouldn’t have asked-” Peter started.

“N-no,” you said quickly, realizing you had zoned out in shock. “Yes. I-I’d love to but… can I just ask you something?”

“Yeah,” He said, smiling nervously. “Anything.”

“Why the hell would you want to go out with me?” You asked. “Since meeting you, you have only seen me once not looking like something horrible has happened to me, and that once was right before all this happened,” You said, notioning to his form.

Peter’s smile became a little less nervous and much more genuine. “What are you talking about?”

You weren’t sure if he was joking. “The first time I met you I was soaked to the bone and had makeup running down my face, not to mention all the times you’ve caught me after a run where I’m a sweaty mess, or when I had strep and looked like I was dying! I’m not pretty all the time, why would you want someone like that?” You couldn’t even look at him when you got to the end of your spiel. But you knew his smile was gone now.

“That’s just one of the things I like about you Y/N. I mean, you’ve let me see you… not the face you put on for the world… and I want to get to know more of that side of you… i-it doesn’t have to be a date if you don’t want but I just want to know more about you…”

Your cheeks burned with a vengeance. You were Tony Stark’s daughter, there were so many people that have asked you out, and none of them were this genuine. You smiled at Peter. “And if I do want it to be a date?”

Peter smiled, rubbing his neck again. “Well then, I’d be honored.”

You chuckled, realizing that there was much more to this boy than just how handsome he was. You wanted to get to know him too.

@buckysendoftheline

#peter parkerxreader #peter parker #reader x peter parker #spiderman #spider-man #spider man #spidermanxreader #peterxreader #xreader #peterparkerxreader #dadtony #dad!tony #iron man #rhino #marvel #insert #reader insert #prompt

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dainty-fingertips · 2 years

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Okay I have a weird idea, tssm sinister six All fighting for the affection of y/n, who's there to fix their broken tech and be an in house engineer.

I AM A SUCKERRRRRRR FOR THE WHOLE WE-ALL-LIVE-TOGETHER TROPE (thanks to my creepypasta phase in middle school) SO THIS IS AMAZING THANK YOUUUU HEHEHE

(tumblr gif makers, y'all need to make some tssm sinister 6 gifs fr)

being a resident technician/engineer for the sinister six hcs

Shocker/Montana would be very... open about his "little" crush on you

"Alright, sugar. I know you're gettin' tired. Why not take a rest with me?" And a wink (bro come on PLEASE)

You laugh at most of his advances because you find them silly and charming, but Montana is internally sobbing

It's very funny to listen to him get interrupted by whoever is within earshot because they all wish they had his confidence but none of them want to be like him

Sandman/Flink Marko is most frequently the one to run in and yell at him

"Hey, cowboy! Leave da girl alone!" and he'd bonk him over the head

and then he would immediately start asking if he could help

he is only polite when it comes to you

"you uhhh... want me ta hold that for ya?"

"Oh, sure. Thanks, Flint!"

sobbing cryig PLEASE HE JUST WANTS TO HOLD YOUR HAND

along with doing suit upgrades and repairs, you also work around the base repairing electronics and other unspecified repairables

very often, Rhino/Alex O'Hirn will struggle with the smaller things like microwave settings and computer keyboards and cellphones and tv remotes an

he asks for help a lot exclusively from you (he is very obvious)

he probably breaks things just to go talk to you because he doesn't know how to properly strike up a convo with this person he has such a crush on

"..........Yn? I think da remote's gooked up again..........."

"[sigh] bring it here, Alex."

Electro/Max Dillon is where things get a little funny, though

he is a being of pure electricity, he has no real 'physical form'

(eighth grade me had a fat crush on tssm electro dhmu)

but wearing the insulator suit, he's able to actually participate in day-to-day activities

like dropping hints to his oblivious electrician

I like to think they spend a bit of time together because, yk,,, electro

and through all of these, he always admires her whenever she patches up something after he accidentally shorts it out

she's never upset with him, but she's firm enough to be respected

"I'll wear the gloves next time, I'm sorry. I'd rather have you on my hands, though. ;)"

"I won't always be here to help you make food! Why depend on me??"

"wait what"

he literally is completely and totally smitten I'm sorry but this man wants nothing more than to give you a kiss

it's very difficult to, however (for obvious reasons) and so he lives in constant torment

Vulture/Adrian Toomes would quickly come in and laugh at him for blowing up the microwave

"Now, dear, don't waste your time with this dolt. I require your help."

",,,,,,let me order a replacement and I'll be right there, doctor"

I think he began to have a crush on you when he realized you actually respected him

Otto is the only one that treats him like an actual retired doctor, but now this charming young lady does too?

You make him feel so young <:) your positivity is quick to spread to this grumpy old man

You often are asked to help Doc Ock/Otto Octavius with work on his actuators

You're no nuclear scientist, but he's always happy to explain to you anything you ask him about

You have been taught things by him that have never left the walls of MIT before (knowledge is power)

"Initially, these were created for the handling of radioactive materials from a safe distance. They've proven useful for many other things as well. Like felonies."

"Though I can't condone, I understand."

He LOOOOVES how respectful and kind you are

ong mans has been starved of that for like 20 years

you remind him of his humanity

He literally will just grab you with the actuators and pull you to his lab if you aren't working

no one else says a word he is the one lawmaker in his house

they all literally know the rest of them like you too but I'm getting like sitcom vibes from this and I am obsessed with it

#doctor octopus x reader #electro x reader #marvel vulture x reader #sandman x reader #marvel rhino x reader #shocker x reader #doc ock x reader #x reader #marvel x reader #otto octavius #max dillon #adrian toomes #the vulture #flint marko #alex o'hirn #the sinister six #tssm engineer reader

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Smoke 5/16

Pairing: Ronin!Clint Batron x Black Cat!Reader

Warning: Violence. Torture mentioned. Death mentioned. Nightmares. Lies. Seducing. Sexual humor. Broken and damaged pasts. Killing. Possessive Male. Struggling to open up. Secrets. Dark past.

A/N: ENDGAME SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT, DON’T READ THIS!!!

After the snap, the avengers split apart. Finding their own ways to cope. Clint found his under a new identity, Ronin. Getting revenge for those they lost. For the family taken from them. The evil left when heroes were wiped out, it became his mission to take out the evil. All while keeping a list of those who could help, if needed one day. Clint stumbles upon a woman, Cat. She’s a mystery in the dark. One happen stance meet, one night, gone like smoke.

After the second snap, setting the world right again. Fury is looking at those kept tabs on. When Cat appears on the screen, nobody know a lot about the mysterious woman who haunted Clint��s dreams and stole his favorite T-shirt. There’s a chance she’s in trouble, can Clint find her, convince her there is more, that he can save her? But is he the cause of what’s after her? Just what mystery is she keeping all to herself? Or is he the one she’s trying to save?

Clint

“Ice.” Sam hands her a gel pack. “That eyes starting to swell.” He nods before sitting down.

“Thanks.” She sighs, pressing the pack to her eye.

“What happened?” He rakes a hand through his hair, sitting next to her on the couch.

“Guess, the guy who hired me, was keeping tabs on me.” She shifts leaning farther into the couch. “Saw you leaving my place the other day.” There’s hesitation in her voice. “He was sure I was double crossing him.” She tips her head to one side, resting it in her hand, elbow on the arm of the couch.

“So he beat you up?” Steve’s brow pulls down.

“You’re funny.” She smirks at Steve. “Not so much.” She pulls the pack from her eye.

“The guy who hired you for the animal testing?” Clint’s head tips looking over at her.

“Not in the way you think.” She admits. “More like in the way I was created.” She nods slowly.

“How were you created?” Peter asks.

“Well Petey.” She smirks looking over at Peter. “When two people, sometimes, sort of, kind of like each other.” She grins. Nat shrugs, nodding.

“Steve has a pop up book that explains it.” Sam jerks his thumb towards Steve, who sighs. “Steve let him borrow your book.” Sam grins.

“Peter will have plenty of time to read it, since Sam’s still learning to read.” Buck smirks, Nat snorts, Tony has the most amused look on his face. Sam’s grin drops instantly, glaring at Buck, Peter laughs.

“I like them.” Cat leans in close to Clint, whispering.

“Of course you do.” He rolls his eyes.

“Sam, I’m sure Morgan can help teach you.” Steve chuckles. Cat smirks, clearly enjoying the banter.

“When you say animal testing, what do you mean?” Wanda asks, watching Cat.

“I mean,” she pauses “enhancing humans with animal traits and vice versa.” She explains.

“That’s how you became Cat?” Tony lifts a brow.

“My name is Y/N.” She glances around. “My father was a mad scientist for Oscorp.” She glances over at him.

“Like Norman Osborn, Oscorp?” Tony leans forward, resting his arms on his thighs.

“You didn’t think Peter was the first thing they created, did you?” She smirks.

“You were.” Peter blinks at her. “Patient Zero.” He stares, shock on his face.

“Me and Odin.” She nods slowly.

“You and Odin, can what?” Nat asks, curiosity on her face.

“You know how witches have familiars?” She asks, the room some what nods along. “Sort of like me and Odin. He ages in human time, not cat years. But has nine lives. I can hear him, in some telepathic type of thing. He can find and protects me.” She nods.

“So you’re connected?” Buck asks.

“Pretty much. I got things from him as well.” She adds.

“Like what?” Steve looks confused.

“Balance, senses, hearing, nine lives, reflexes.” She ticks them off, one by one.

“Wait you have nine lives?” Peter looks rather excited about this.

“More like seven.” She admits, looking down at the ice pack in her hand.

“What happened?” Clint sighs, taking her hand, putting the ice pack to her face once more.

“Stray cats are low on the testing subjects.” She starts. “His personal body guard, something like rhino.” She mutters. “Was like getting knocked around by, well him.” She points a lazy finger towards the far side of the room where Bruce stood, leaning against the wall, watching. Bruce nods, flushing a little.

“Been there.” Tony nods.

“Woke up feeling, well like I got hit by a bus.” She sighs. “My suit barely kept him from snapping me in half.” She winces. Tony and Peter exchange a look.

“Hand it over.” Peter puts his hand out.

“What?” She looks over at Peter.

“Your suit, let us see.” Peter nods.

“Um. bag.” She glances over at him. Clint grabs the bag next to him, unzipping it. Finding a badly damaged suit balled up on top. He tosses it to Tony, who stands unfolding it, he and Peter move closer, Bruce ambles over, looking as well. They speak in hushed tones.

“Are they always so weird?” She looks over at him.

“Yes.” He smirks at her, he reaches up, brushing her hair back.

“Call Strange. I’m going to need a portal.” Tony announces.

“I’ll call Okoye. Warn them.” Nat nods, pulling out her phone, while Peter speaks to Strange on his own phone.

“Portal? What?” Y/N looks over at him.

“To Wakanda we go.” Tony grins over his shoulder.

“One more time. What?” She blinks at him. He chuckles.

“Do you want to change?” He asks, glancing down at her.

“Where are we going?” She asks.

“Africa.” Buck grins at her.

“I need to change.” She winces attempting to stand.

“Here, lean on me.” He stands, pulling her up.

“Strange is on his way.” Peter calls.

“Okoye, is gathering T’Challa and Shuri to meet us.” Nat adds.

“I think I might have brain damage.” Y/N sighs, shaking her head.

“Nope. Just Avengers life.” Clint laughs.

“Thought you were going to give me a pitch?” She smirks as he leads her down the hall, towards a bathroom for her to change, her bag in his other hand.

“This is it. We don’t do small babe.” He smirks, pushing open the bathroom door.

“I’d make a comment, but I’m pretty sure a lot of people in this house have really good hearing.” She smirks.

He laughs, pulling the door closed for her. Heading down the hall to wait, the team is still in the living room, watching him.

“Is that necessary?” He shakes his head.

“Wow… just wow.” Sam shakes his head.

“He has a point.” Nat nods.

“She’s like one of those, unbelievably pretty cats you see on the internet.” Wanda nods slowly.

“How, just how?” Buck smirks.

“I want to say I missed you people, but you know what, not so much.” Clint shakes his head, smirking.

“Anyone else get the feeling like she’ll seduce you, but also might rip your throat out?” Peter asks, looking around. Clint laughs, rubbing his hand down his face.

“I think I love her.” Nat sighs, smiling.

“I want to brush her hair and feed her snacks.” Wanda nods.

“Definitely not the thought I had.” Buck chuckles.

“Clint had the same problem.” Y/N smirks standing in the hallway, watching them. A few of them shift, clearing their throats. Nat smiles at her.

“Says the woman who stalked me.” Clint points out.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” She winks at him.

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Here are the February 2020 Marvel Comics Solicitations for all Spider-Man related comics!

VENOM #23

DONNY CATES • MARK BAGLEY (A/C)

VARIANT COVER BY SKOTTIE YOUNG

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY HUMBERTO RAMOS

VENOM ISLAND COMES ALIVE!

They say there’s no rest for the wicked, and few creatures in the Marvel Universe are as wicked as CARNAGE. Face front, readers — the seeds of next year’s VENOM event are already beginning to grow…

32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

RAVENCROFT #2 (OF 5)

FRANK TIERI • ANGEL UNZUETA (A) • Cover by KYLE HOTZ

VARIANT COVER BY SKAN

Ravencroft is open for business! But with the secrets revealed in RUINS OF RAVENCROFT in the open, the Institute is more dangerous than ever. Can John Jameson right the ship before it’s too late?

32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

SYMBIOTE SPIDER-MAN: ALIEN REALITY #3 (OF 5)

PETER DAVID • GREG LAND (A/C)

VARIANT COVER BY RON LIM

VARIANT COVER BY ALEX SAVIUK

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY PHIL NOTO

VARIANT COVER BY GERARDO SANDOVAL

CONNECTING CHINESE NEW YEAR VARIANT COVER (2 of 3) BY JIE YUAN

PETER PARKER: THE SPIDER SUPREME?!

After reliving one of the most horrible moments of his life, Peter Parker turns to one of his oldest allies for a magical helping hand. Don’t miss the next history-shaking adventure of Peter David and Greg Land’s landmark SYMBIOTE SPIDER-MAN Series!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

AMAZING SPIDER-MAN #39

NICK SPENCER • IBAN COELLO (A) • COVER BY PATRICK GLEASON

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY PEPE LARRAZ

CONNECTING CHINESE NEW YEAR VARIANT COVER (3 OF 3) BY JIE YUAN

There’s a new game in town, and the ante is QUITE HIGH! Welcome to The Palace, a super-villain casino run by the classic (and under-utilized) Spidey-villain CHANCE! It’s got everything a villain could want, including betting on whether your arch-enemy is going to make it through his or her latest super-battle! Not only will this not sit well with Spidey, but it may just CRUSH him.

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

AMAZING SPIDER-MAN #40

NICK SPENCER • IBAN COELLO (A) • COVER BY PATRICK GLEASON

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY ELIZABETH TORQUE

Jonah Jameson’s new gig has proven to be nothing but trouble for Spidey. As you are well aware, JJJ doesn’t take “no” for an answer, so even if Spidey is knee-deep in a world-saving situation, JJJ will always be there to “help” him. But while Spidey is dealing with JJJ and Chance, something is brewing with Kindred and it can’t bode well for Peter.

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

SPIDER-HAM #3 (OF 5)

ZEB WELLS

WILL ROBSON (A/C)

VARIANT COVER BY DAVID NAKAYAMA

LET’S DO THE HAM WARP AGAIN!

What’s a Ham Warp? We don’t know, but this third issue of SPIDER-HAM is an interdimensional delight! Spider-Ham just can’t catch a break! First SPIDER-MAN crashes his solo adventure…and now they’re trapped in the past! Somebody’s gotta bring home the bacon!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

SPIDER-MAN/VENOM: DOUBLE TROUBLE #4 (of 4)

MARIKO TAMAKI

GURIHIRU (A/C)

“VENOM IS A GREAT ROOMMATE AND FRIEND!” – Spider-Man

Spider-Man and Venom must finally work together to fix their situation…one that Venom TOTALLY didn’t get them into in the first place. YOU CAN’T PROVE IT WAS HIM!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

AMAZING MARY JANE #5

Leah Williams • Carlos Gómez (A) • Cover by Humberto Ramos

VARIANT COVER BY TBA

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY JAVIER RODRIGUEZ

CUT?!

All that stands between MJ and Mysterio’s ragtag crew and filming their climactic battle scene is…well, VULTURE, STEGRON, TARANTULA, KING COBRA, RHINO, and SCORPION! If this is Mary Jane’s last chance to realize her dreams, you can bet she’s going to fight like a tiger–or a spider! Will filming ever wrap? Will Mary Jane ever go home to the AMAZING SPIDER-MAN? And can Peter forgive her for her Hollywood team up?

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

GHOST-SPIDER #7

SEANAN McGUIRE • IG GUARA (A)

Cover by PAUL POPE

Gwen has it all! Two worlds, two lives, living in harmony…nothing bad could happen! …something bad is definitely about to happen. Be there when Gwen’s worlds begin to collide!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

AMAZING SPIDER-MAN: THE DAILY BUGLE #2 (OF 5)

MAT JOHNSON • MACK CHATER (A)

COVER BY NIKO HENRICHON

VARIANT COVER BY PASQUAL FERRY

Professors missing from Empire State University: Abductees or recruits? Skeins of Spider-Man’s web drape Lower Manhattan: Charming local color, or Department of Sanitation headache? Does anything happen in Kingpin’s city without his knowledge? The reporters of the Daily Bugle are beating pavement to answer YOUR questions.

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

MILES MORALES: SPIDER-MAN #15

SALADIN AHMED • JAVIER GARRON (A/C)

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY NICK BRADSHAW

INVASION AT BROOKLYN VISIONS!

Miles’ journal has gone missing–you know, the one where he wrote his private thoughts about BEING SPIDER-MAN!!! And it’s fallen into enemy hands! Does that have something to do with Miles’ high school under siege by the most monstrous goons he’s faced since CARNAGE? You’re about to see more of Brooklyn Visions than ever–but is it for the last time?

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

SPIDER-VERSE #5 (OF 6)

CHRISTOS GAGE – JUAN FERREYRA (A)

Cover by DAVE RAPOZA

SPIDER-MAN NOIR, DEAD NO MOIR?!

Miles continues his journey to save the web of life and comes face to face with Spider-Man Noir! But, wait…isn’t he dead?!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

BLACK CAT #9

JED MACKAY • KRIS ANKA (A) • Cover by J. SCOTT CAMPBELL

GWEN STACY VARIANT COVER BY CARLOS GOMEZ

Felicia has gotten into some trouble in New York. Some may call it “inciting a war” but we aren’t here to mince words. What’s a girl to do? GO TO MADRIPOOR! That’s right, the Black Cat and her crew go to Madripoor to steal the next object on their list. No problem, just another artifact that is in the private collection of someone named… where’d I put that note… oh, here. Someone named “Patch.” Uh-oh. Patch is Wolverine. BLACK CAT IS STEALING FROM WOLVERINE?! All this and guest-artist KRIS ANKA (UNCANNY X-MEN, RUNAWAYS) is joining the book for two issues!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

MORBIUS #4

VITA AYALA • MARCELO FERREIRA (A) • Cover by SKAN

CONNECTING VARIANT COVER BY JUAN JOSE RYP (4 OF 5)

THE MONSTER CALLED MORBIUS!

Michael Morbius has always been a man of science. But he’s also a man of pride, and when those two traits combine, the results have been catastrophic. This time is no different! Whatever Morbius has wrought havoc on his genetics – with his humanity inching closer to memory with every passing moment! This while a figure from his past returns, with Morbius dead in her sights.

32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

SCREAM: CURSE OF CARNAGE #4

CLAY McLEOD CHAPMAN • CHRISTOPHER MOONEYHAM (A) • Cover by RYAN STEGMAN

VARIANT COVER BY CLAYTON CRAIN

SPINNING OUT OF THE PAGES OF THE VENOM EVENT OF THE YEAR, ABSOLUTE CARNAGE!

SCREAM faces an ancient evil from the depths of the sea! Watch as the VENOM lore builds the history of the symbiotes into a twisted tale of horror and menace! You’ll never want to go back in the water again, True Believers!

32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

MARVEL’S SPIDER-MAN: THE BLACK CAT STRIKES #2 (OF 5)

DENNIS “HOPELESS” HALLUM • LUCA MARESCA (A) • Cover by SANA TAKEDA

Variant Cover by DAVID NAKAYAMA

BLACK CAT HEARTS SPIDER-MAN!

The BLACK CAT continues her mysterious crime spree in New York…but will her reappearance catch SPIDER-MAN in a tangled web between MARY JANE and his former flame?! An all-new look into Peter and Felicia’s fiery passion and the deadly consequences of a Super Hero romance. ME-OW!

32 PGS./Rated T …$3.99

GWEN STACY #1 (OF 5)

CHRISTOS GAGE • TODD NAUCK (A) • Cover by ADAM HUGHES

VARIANT COVER BY JEEHYUNG LEE

VIRGIN VARIANT COVER BY JEEHYUNG LEE

FACES OF GWEN VARIANT COVER BY TODD NAUCK

CONNECTING CHINESE NEW YEAR VARIANT COVER (1 OF 3) BY JIE YUAN

HIDDEN GEM VARIANT COVER BY TBA

VARIANT COVER BY J. SCOTT CAMBPELL

VARIANT COVER BY TBA

The First of Gwen Stacy’s AMAZING Adventures!

Gwen and Peter may not have met until AMAZING SPIDER-MAN #31, but that doesn’t mean Gwen’s life began on that page. Learn the never-before told origin of Gwen Stacy, top of her class, daughter of the Police Captain and, as her friend Harry Osborn calls her, “The Beauty Queen of Standard High.” But she’s way more that you even know! Gwen’s got a science brain, a nose for trouble and a no-quit attitude that always gets her in trouble. In the early Marvel Universe, that’s a recipe for disaster. Don’t miss Gwen, Captain Stacy, Harry and Norman Osborn, Crimemaster, Wilson Fisk, Jean DeWolff, Yuri Wantanabe and even Spider-Man!

40 PGS./Rated T …$4.99

Spider-Man February 2020 Marvel Comics Solicits Here are the February 2020 Marvel Comics Solicitations for all Spider-Man related comics! VENOM #23 DONNY CATES • MARK BAGLEY (A/C)

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For the week of 18 February 2019

Quick Bits:

Aquaman #45 gives us a new creation story with Father Sea and Mother Salt. It’s interesting world-building for what’s going on on this island. Robson Rocha, Daniel Henriques, and Sunny Gho seem to level up on their art again. This book is gorgeous.

| Published by DC Comics

Avengers #15 continues the vampire civil war, with the Shadow Colonel basically kidnapping Ghost Rider. Jason Aaron is definitely taking this series in weird places, but it remains highly entertaining. Especially with collaborators like David Marquez and Erick Arciniega who deliver some incredible artwork.

| Published by Marvel

Avengers: No Road Home #2 reveals how Nyx and her family took Olympus. There’s also a neat parallel narration for Hawkeye explaining how the guy with just a bow and arrows can take on gods and monsters. The art from Paco Medina, Juan Vlasco, and Jesus Aburtov is gorgeous, they really seem to pushing themselves with their storytelling. It’s just a shame that none of the artists are credited on the cover.

| Published by Marvel

Barbarella/Dejah Thoris #2 is ridiculously impressive. Leah Williams, Germán García, Addison Duke, and Crank! are delivering an intelligent, humorous, and compelling adventure tale here that reminds me a lot of some of what Alan Moore and Chris Sprouse did in Tom Strong. It’s incredibly inventive and the artwork is amazing. Highly recommended.

| Published by Dynamite

Batman #65 gives us the penultimate chapter of “The Price”, featuring an all out battle between Flash, Gotham Girl, and Gotham. The artwork from Guillem March and Tomeu Morey is stunning, with some incredible layouts as the action continues.

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Black Widow #2 is fairly bloody and violent as Natasha racks up a body count tracking down the people running “No Restraints Play”, a site that specializes in depravity. Flaviano’s line art seems scratchier than the first issue, but it works for the violent tone of story.

| Published by Marvel

Bloodborne #9 begins the third arc, “A Song of Crows”, as Aleš Kot, Piotr Kowalski, Brad Simpson, Aditya Bidikar, and Jim Campbell spotlight Eileen the Crow. This is a bit of return to the kind of abstract storytelling and embrace of oblique existentialism of the first arc as Eileen investigates the ritual murder of a hunter, but is confounded by time and holes in the narrative.

| Published by Titan

Catwoman #8 is ostensibly the “conclusion” to “Something Smells Fishy”, but it doesn’t actually end the story in any way and leaves the reader at a cliffhanger of continuing elements. That being said, it’s still an entertaining issue from Joëlle Jones, Elena Casagrande, Fernando Blanco, John Kalisz, and Josh Reed. Wonderful action sequences, and more questions as to the nature of a reliquary that seems to contain resurrective powers.

| Published by DC Comics

Delver #1 begins a new Comixology Original series from MK Reed, C. Spike Trotman, Clive Hawken, Maarta Laiho, and Ed Dukeshire. It’s a very intriguing and unique take on the fantasy gaming theme of a dungeon full of treasure and monsters with delvers working to plumb the depths. But it’s from the perspective of the townsfolk whose land the door to the dungeon appears in and how it changes and impacts their lives.

| Published by Iron Circus Comics

Doctor Strange #11 concludes the battle with Dormammu and the Faltine, for now at least, from Mark Waid, Jesús Saiz, Javier Pina, Rachelle Rosenberg, and Cory Petit. Some very nice art as usual from Saiz, Pina, and Rosenberg.

| Published by Marvel

Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man #3 continues “Mother of Exiles” from Tom Taylor, Juann Cabal, Nolan Woodard, and Travis Lanham as Peter finds out a bit about the rumours regarding his neighbour and Under York, another duplicate New York City under New York City, that oddly isn’t the Monster Metropolis. Great humour from Taylor in the dialogue.

| Published by Marvel

Guardians of the Galaxy #2 takes a somewhat different approach as Peter Quill drunk dials Kitty as he tries to make sense of what’s going on with Thanos, Gamora, everyone who’s dead, and the current state of the Guardians. Donny Cates, Geoff Shaw, Marte Gracia, and Cory Petit are really taking this series into interesting offbeat territory, while still delivering some excellent humour and an ominous feel to Starfox’s new band of “guardians”.

| Published by Marvel

Incursion #1 begins a new mini picking up on where the Eternal Warrior and Geomancer are since Harbinger Wars 2 and Ninja-K, and pit them against Imperatrix Virago, a cosmic villain that is devouring worlds (kind of like if Galactus were pestilence), from Andy Diggle, Alex Paknadel, Doug Braithwaite, José Villarrubia, Diego Rodriguez, and Marshall Dillon. The art is incredible, the stakes seem pretty high, and the outlook after this first issue look pretty grim for Earth.

| Published by Valiant

James Bond 007 #4 sees Stephen Mooney join Greg Pak, Tríona Farrell, and Ariana Maher for the art chores for three issues, continuing the tale of Bond and “Oddjob”’s team-up. Like Marc Laming, Mooney seems to be born to draw Bond and espionage themed stories.

| Published by Dynamite

Judge Dredd: Toxic #4 concludes what has been an excellent series dealing with xenophobia and hateful rhetoric from Paul Jenkins, Marco Castiello, Vincenzo Acunzo, Jason Millet, Shawn Lee, and Robbie Robbins. I’ve always found non 2000 AD Judge Dredd stories to be a bit of crapshoot, but IDW have been delivering well with the past two mini-series, this and Under Siege.

| Published by IDW

Justice League #18 is the latest excursion into the Legion of Doom territory from James Tynion IV, Pasqual Ferry, Hi-Fi, and Tom Napolitano. It works with some of the revelations from last issue regarding Martian Manhunter and builds a new narrative for Lionel Luthor’s past and his work with Vandal Savage. It’s interesting to see Tynion working with variations on discarded continuities in this way, building a new past that synthesizes pre-Flashpoint ideas with the current batch of backstories.

| Published by DC Comics

Middlewest #4 only seems to be getting better and better as more of this world and how it seems to work get fleshed out by Skottie Young, Jorge Corona, Jean-Francois Beaulieu, and Nate Piekos. There’s something incredibly magical and special about this series that taps into the feeling of some of the best coming-of-age fantasies as it blends Ray Bradbury, JM Barrie, and Carlo Collodi into this magical realist adventure.

| Published by Image

Miles Morales: Spider-Man #3 concludes the opening arc from Saladin Ahmed, Javier Garrón, David Curiel, and Cory Petit by adding Captain America to Miles & Rhino’s team-up. This has been a very entertaining start to the series, with a nice mix of Miles’ personal life and superheroics.

| Published by Marvel

Naomi #2 reasserts that Jamal Campbell is a powerhouse of an artist and one of the best kept secrets of the past few years who really should have a higher profile. His art is amazing. It also helps that the story he, Brian Michael Bendis, David F. Walker, and Carlos M. Mangual are telling is as compelling as this, as Naomi confronts Dee as she tries to learn about the day of her adoption. It’s very widescreen and epic as it hints at the broader DC Universe, but at the same time this is very deeply personal.

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Old Man Quill #2 gives the Guardians a taste of the depravity and despair that Earth has fallen to in this post-superhero world. Ethan Sacks shows there’s still a bit of humour left, though, in that Piledriver’s descendent thinks that Piledriver was one of the all-time greats. Also the art from Robert Gill and Andres Mossa gives a wonderful amount of detail to the wastelands.

| Published by Marvel

Relay #4 returns after a delay with new artist Dalibor Talajić (I believe Andy Clarke had to bow out due to illness, but I’m not 100% sure on that). Talajić’s art style is not as bright and clean as Clarke’s, giving a darker, shadowy approach that results in the bleak, horror elements of the story coming further into focus.

| Published by AfterShock

Seven to Eternity #13 returns from its own lengthy delay to conclude the arc in Skod, with the revelation of part of Adam’s choice to save the Mud King. It reiterates the theme since the beginning that there seem to be no good choices in this world, that everything tainted, despite Adam’s father believing the world black and white. While we are going into another trade break, Rick Remender, Jerome Opeña, Matt Hollingsworth, and Rus Wooton consistently make this worth the wait.

| Published by Image / Giant Generator

Sharkey: The Bounty Hunter #1 is the latest of Mark Millar’s Netflix feeder series, after The Magic Order and Prodigy, with Simone Bianchi and Peter Doherty rounding out the team. This one feels a bit like if Warren Ellis were writing Strontium Dog, and it works. The artwork from Bianchi is worth it on its own. Gorgeous character designs.

| Published by Image

Venom #11 is another holy crap issue from Donny Cates, Ryan Stegman, Joshua Cassara, JP Mayer, Frank Martin, and Clayton Cowles. There are some really big revelations about Eddie and his family that really need to be read firsthand. Amazing work.

| Published by Marvel

X-O Manowar #24 reminds us again just how good of an artist and storyteller Tomás Giorello is. The action sequences and battle between Aric and Hesnid is incredible, with fairly inventive layouts that just elevate the overall impact of the pages. Giorello and Diego Rodriguez really make this something joyous to behold.

| Published by Valiant

Other Highlights: American Carnage #4, Bitter Root #4, Black Badge #7, The Black Order #4, Breakneck #3, Coda #9, Death Orb #5, DuckTales #18, East of West #41, Evolution #14, Exorsisters #5, Go Bots #4, Grumble #4, High Level #1, Hot Lunch Special #5, Jessica Jones: Purple Daughter #2, Jim Henson’s Beneath the Dark Crystal #5, Jim Henson’s Labyrinth: Discovery Adventure, Jughead: The Hunger #12, Lightstep #4, The Lone Ranger #5, Lucifer #5, Lumberjanes #59, Mars Attacks #5, Monstress #20, Outpost Zero #7, Rainbow Brite #4, Shuri #5, Solo: A Star Wars Story #5, Star Wars Adventures #18, Starcraft: Soldiers #2, Stronghold #1, Sukeban Turbo #4, Superb #17, TMNT: Urban Legends #10, Teen Titans #27, Turok #2, The Unstoppable Wasp #5, The Witcher: Of Flesh and Flame #3

Recommended Collections: Amazing Spider-Man - Volume 2: Friends & Foes, Bedtime Games, The Beauty - Volume 5, Black Lightning: Brick City Blues, Captain America - Volume 1: Winter in America, Days of Hate - Volume 2, High Crimes, Infinity 8 - Volume 3: The Gospel According to Emma, Old Man Hawkeye - Volume 2: The Whole World Blind, The Punisher - Volume 1: World War Frank, West Coast Avengers - Volume 1: Best Coast

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Hi hi! Thank you for letting me go ahead and send it through! I didn’t want to overwhelm you, that’s absolutely fine still take your time and keep taking those breaks mamas!

I’ve seen a lot of single dilf Miguel x reader but I don’t think I’ve ever read where reader was a single parent. So I was thinking reader is new to spider society and on the day she’s told to join she has to bring her baby because she didn’t have a babysitter. Well Miguel sees her and it’s like he’s instantly drawn to her like sunflowers are to the sun, sunflowers move where the sun goes and when the sun doesn’t shine they face each other (She’s kinda like his day and night if that makes sense) but instead of acting on it he dismisses her but kinda admires her and her baby from a distance.

Well one day she’s having a small part for the main group and she invited Miguel because she always felt the feelings but also dismissed them. Then after the party he stays to help and the end up getting closer and yeah. It can be nsfw I don’t mind, I also hope this makes sense it’s been in my mind for a while and you’d be so good for this!

The rest is all up to you if you decide to write it pretty girl. Just remember to take your time and all the breaks you need. Mental, physical, and emotional health is important don’t overwork yourself 💕

Im so sorry this taken me soo long. Hope this make it justice 😊❤️. Thanks for requesting dear.

If it wasn't for the webs that stopped Rhino as he was about to deliver the last blow to you, you'd be certainly gravely injured or worse.

Another Spiderwoman, clad in a red, yellow and black suit had helped you through. Both of your minds in sync, that soon earned you the win over a now unconscious Rhino.

She introduced herself as Jessica Drew. Another Spiderwoman from another universe. At first her explanation of what the Arachnohumanoid-Polymultiverse was, had your head spinning and confused, but after quite a while of visiting you on duty, and clearing up as much questions you needed, you had been officially 'invited' to join, by Miguel’s orders.

You've never met the man, but the way people talked about him, made you not only curious but excited to meet him. Everyone described him as a good yet scary boss.

----

"Let's go"

"Hope you don't mind?" Your nervous smile reached Jess as you packed in your child's stuff in the baby sling. A couple of diapers, extra clothes and bottles.

"Look at this beautiful boy" Jessica held him as you finished packing up stuff, "Didn't know you had one"

"Oh, well. You never asked. Plus we always met on duty. The babysitter I get for him called in sick and I have none as a back up. Hope Miguel doesn't mind."

"What about his dad?"

Your head shook softly and sighed.

"He decided to not be part of our lives."

Jessica just nodded, lips pursing.

"His loss, really. Anyways, ready to go?"

------

Not even in your wildest dreams you'd imagine something as The Babylon Tower or HQ as most Spiders called it, could exist. Different sort of Spiders paraded around and greeted Jess upon her arrival.

Some even greeted your toddler that cooed and giggled upon the many heroes that came his way.

"Let's get you to Miguel." Jess walked ahead and you followed, you baby's eyes wandered, marveling at the different colors and people. You'd sometimes make hamocs and web playgrounds for him to be more active. Your babysitter was the only person you could actually trust your identity, she had even helped you sometimes by calling the cops, or even fixing your suit.

Another man in a pink bathrobe approached and gasped at your baby

"Please tell me we're getting a Spider Parents exclusive division now."

You chuckled and Jess just rolled her eyes

"Sweetie, this is Peter."

"As in Peter Parker?"

"Nah. As in Peter Benjamin 'B' Parker."

"Oh... And whose that cutie over there?" Your eyes trailed to Mayday as she beamed at you.

"Mayday. A lil spider in growth"

"She has spider powers?! Oh my goodness!"

"It's chaos, I know. What about yours?"

"Normal baby so far. Should I be concerned?"

"Not really, it comes in the least unexpected moment and them BAM! Spider baby. "

You giggled as you made your way through the halls to a much more secluded and dark area.

"Miguel?"

Your baby couldn't help but babble as a hulking figure approached from the furthest corner.

"He's so dramatic" Peter whispered and again, you giggled under your mouth.

Jess introduced you both and explained your progress to him. Apparently they had been observing you for quite the time.

" I apologize for bringing my child. My babysitter called in sick."

"No problem."

Even though his voice was calm, the coldness in it made you recoil to yourself. His scrutinizing gaze fixed on you and your baby. By instinct you held him close.

Red eyes settled on yours, but the subtle stare contest was interrupted by the anomaly alarm.

-----

As your time in the Spider Society advanced, your interactions with Miguel improved significantly, and by that it'd mean longer conversations, a joke here and there and of course moments so subtle between you both that you had to be quite analytical to know that he gave glances your way or lean to you slightly whenever speaking to him.

Not that you were inmune to his looks, but his patience stood proudly among his other virtues. And to your surprise he seemed to handle Mayday well enough. What actually made you to be drawn to him is that in one of your many occasions that you couldn't leave your baby boy alone, and brought him into HQ with you, he'd be instantly looking for Miguel.

Your cheeks would flush impossibly red as your baby clung to his leg and erupted in a bubbly laughter.

"God, I'm so so sorry, he just... seem to like the blue alot."

An airy chuckle was everything that escaped his lips. Of course there was so many questions he'd want to do out of curiosity. He had noticed you didn't wear a ring, neither talked about the baby's father. It was something he never seemed to coax out of you. No matter how subtle he was about it.

Pa pa

You both froze as your baby mumbled and grabbed a few strands of his hair.

"I'm so sorry..." You pried the baby away from him and fled the place as soon as you could. He just watched you leave, the inner turmoil in his heart was surely playing dirty. The way the baby had clung to him, and climbed ontop of his chest made his heart to leap after a long long while.

-----

You had been avoiding him, for sure. Ever since your little incident with the baby mumbling his first words, you had taken your distance with him. Of course you weren't ready for your baby's actions, but the fear of going through all that again, had surely dismissed all possible blooming feelings you had for your boss. Besides he seemed way too busy and aloof to try and pursue anything with anyone.

Not that you blamed him, the multiverse depended basically on him. It was for the best.

----

The moment you were falling asleep, your Spider senses tingled so hard you had a little headache coming your way.

Dread settled on your brain as your baby boy screamed and wailed.

No No No!

You were already darting towards his room, and pulled him with one of your webs towards you, holding onto him for dear life as the creature shredded his crib to bits with its elongated talons.

Your eyes went wide at the sudden action, your baby kept wailing in fear, earning the humanoid like creature to snap it's attention to you. You were fast, but the creature was faster and sliced through your flesh in one of your sides. You fell on your back protecting your son from the impact with a groan.

You needed to get out, or at least put your baby out of danger.

Survival mode kicked in as you dodged and took as much damage as you could from the creature that seemed way too keen into hurting your child.

You fought but exhaustion was taking over, the blows of the creature only seemed harder and powerful, but no matter what your priority was to keep your child safe, even if it costed your life.

The creature pounced on you, but the final blow never came. There was a commotion as you tried to get up, all you could hear was inhuman shrieks, growlings and finally the engine of a too familiar motorcycle revving up.

Your baby was pried away from your hands and you whimpered

"N-No!" even in your injured state, your mother instinct kicked in.

Your name was called, several times until you were held against a sturdy yet warm body with such care and tenderness that stilled your thrashing body. Vision blurred, but the last thing you saw the led lights of a blue and red suit, red eyes staring at you with concern.

-----

You woke up in HQ's medical bay. Pain surging through your body as you tried to sit down, Miguel's hand stopped you. Face with his ever permanent frown and something else. Worry.

"Where's... Where's my baby?"

"He's fine. Out of danger." His hands reached for a new set of bandages, he took your arm gently and began replacing the bandages himself, some were stained in a fresh layer of blood.

The silence fell upon you both until he decided to break it.

"You... were brave. We still don't know what that creature was, yet you didn't hesitate to fight back."

"It was going for my son... If I would've got there a second too late..." Voice broke and eyes filled up with tears.

The knot only tightened around his throat upon remembering the anomaly alarm in your world and saw you fighting for your son's life. He didn't think twice before jumping into action.

"The anomaly was terminated."

Terminated, not contained.

"I see"

"Your safety is all that matters to... this organization"

To me

You nodded

"Thanks."

----

He had learned that you were a single parent thanks to Jessica. Something he had trouble understanding sometimes. How could a man abandon his own family? He'd give everything to have one more chance and at least make things right, he wouldn't interfere with Gabriella, no matter how much he'd like to, just to keep her safe and alive.

But seeing you fighting for your son, made that side of him he thought buried forever to claw back full force on him. You were a great mother that wouldn't hesitate to attack and lash out at everything that menaced your son. It was the last straw for him.

----

A couple of months had gone by since your incident, and as a retribution you had decided to do a small gathering. Not only to say thanks to them, but to also celebrate your son's birthday.

Wounds were properly healed thanks to Miguel's attention and cares. Music echoed through your apartment. You weren't sure he'd show up, but the invitation was delivered to him.

Your son was having the time of his life as Peter and Jess played with him. Mayday was such a great play date and everyone seemed to have a great time. A portal was open to your kitchen and Miguel stepped out. Suit underneath civilian clothes. It was weird to see him out of the blue and red suit you were always used to see.

"Hey" You smiled and he placed a little present in your hands.

"Hope he likes it."

"I'm sure he will, thanks."

Your smile turned bashful as he leaned on the kitchen counter. Your place seemed normal, cozy even. Full with your son and you pictures. One was cut out and the only trace of a man existing in your life was the forgotten hand you were oblivious in cutting out. And even so, he seemed unsure since his fingers were barely touching you or your son.

"Here." You offered a plate full of food, which he took and scarfed down.

"When was the last time you actually ate?"

His eyes locked on yours, wide by the sudden question.

"There is more if you want to."

"I don't want to overstep-"

"The rest already had their portion. And I frankly went a bit overboard with it. So it's fine."

Your baby's laughter roared from the other side, earning you a chuckle.

"I'm... sorry though"

"For?"

"Him, calling you that. I know what happened and I'm sure it's not nice to just-"

"Couldn't blame a baby. Is it... ok for me to ask what happened to the father?"

"He just decided that we weren't enough for him. So he went for a new one. Away from us."

His eyebrows knit deeper and a light scowl drew in his face.

"But, it's fine. It's less of a burden knowing that you don't have to raise another man child."

He chuckled and nodded

"You're a great mother." You served him another plate but stopped when the corner of his mouth was doused in sauce. Giggling you reached for napkin and got in your tip toes.

"Excuse me" You wiped his mouth and smiled, "Sorry, can't help it"

His hand went to the back of your nape and leaned down for a kiss.

"Lo siento..." (Im sorry)

It was something that felt out of his character, he knew much, but it couldn't be helped. You had come like a little storm that turned into a hurricane in his heart. And that harrowing night where he saw you fighting with everything you had, only grounded him into allowing himself to feel and experience for once.

You got in your tip toes again and pulled him down for a kiss. There was no words needed, just a look of mutual understanding and complicity between the both. A kiss in the palm of your hand sealed up the implicit deal.

You were his now.

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