Peter ParkerXreader Poptarts and blankets
For my bestfriend :iconTheDoctorsCompanion9: who loves Peter. (A little too much if you ask me.) Okay sorry Jane, don't kill me.
Sitting on top of your roof was one of your favorite things to do, especially if you were sad or stressed out. It was a beautiful view of the city, the tall buildings lighting up the night, the stars shining beautifully in the sky, but there was only one reason why you climbed onto the old roof every night.
And that reason was Peter Parker.
He was your best friend, he had been for years. Every time you would climb up on that roof, Peter would sit next to you, handing you some hot fudge poptarts. It's like he knew when you were feeling down, and would swoop in to comfort you. He was the sweetest person you had ever became friends with.
As you sat up there on this chilly November night, you bega
I'm Not Okay ((FtM Wirt-- OTGW)) I sighed, looking down at my body. Hot shower water ran down my bare skin, as I looked down at my chest. I couldn't smile. I was me.
Music from my speaker pounded, making it loud enough to drown my own thoughs. It was on the sink, so I could sing while I shower. I tell that to Greg. I honestly just cry in the shower.
I hate what I look like. I hate this. I hate me. I hate everything. But mostly my body. I don't want these lovely curves. I don't want these breasts. I don't want these slender legs. I don't want this.
I'm different. Girls around my age want curves. They want slender legs and breasts. I want everything they don't want. Broad shoulders, handsome jaw.
Thinking about these things make me feel wrong. Different. Bad? I know some people understand how I'm feeling. I went to that LGBT+ club a few weeks ago. Not my thing.
Fresh Start: Avengers X Reader (one shot)Since the uprising of H.Y.D.R.A. everyone who worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. had to change their identity. Which was fairy easy for some of the agents who had been through similar scenarios. It was just a part of the job.
But now that earth's most powerful hero's were in danger, it meant that all of the Avengers had to change their identities too.
So when the time was right, you ordered the group to Stark Tower for a final meeting.
You had decided to wait for them with Tony in his lab. Once they all arrived, Natasha first, Steve second, Bruce third, and Clint fourth, you stepping forward to greet them with a solemn smile.
"So what did you want to talk about, (name)?" Clint asked, taking a seat on the sofa by one of the Iron Man suits.
You set a box on the table in front of them. "I wanted to talk about this."
"What is it?" Natasha probed. You lifted the lid off.
"It's our new identities." You stated proudly.
"Did you make those up yourself?"
"Yup. I figured since we're being hunted by H.Y.D.R
[ Haha, Whoops. ] [ Crackfic ]
"You ready for this?" You asked.
"Not really." Dave muttered.
"You'll be fine." You said, kissing his cheek as Dave took a deep breath and followed you to the living room.
"John, we have something to tell you-" You were cut off by Dave suddenly vomiting. He cleared his throat and you stared at him in disbelief.
"I think that went well." Dave said, back inside your room.
"You threw up and we both left." You deadpanned.
"Nah, that was all in the past."
"That was literally thirty seconds ago."
"It's just a matter of opinion." Dave shrugs.
"No it isn't, Let's try again." You said, dragging the blond out of the room and back where John was.
"John, we have something to tell you." You said just as Dave pulled out a bottle of chloroform, pouring it onto a rag and knocking himself out with said rag.
"I chloroformed myself, didn't I?" Dave muttered. "Yeah, you did." You replied just as you saw Dave pouring chloroform onto a rag and was about to hold it up to his face.
"Don't do it again!" You sc
Heroes of New York (Steve x Reader)
You were running down the hall, pieces of paper in your hands. You had promised your boss you would have your presentation ready by twelve, but because the only copy machine on your floor had broken, you had had to fix it before you could print all your flyers.
When you heard screams, you stopped running and looked around you. It wasn't until then you noticed that most of the offices were empty and people were gathered around the stairs. Instinctively you dropped all the papers and reached for the gun on your belt. There wasn’t one. You sighed, remembering you were no longer part of the Special Forces. You had left that part of your life behind. Or at least you tried to.
'What's going on?' you asked one of your colleagues. She seemed ready to cry any minute.
'New York is under attack,' your boss, David, said as he helped his employees get down the stairs.
'What do you mean?' you frowned. 'Under attack by what?'
'I... I don't know,' he mumbled. 'I don't want to know.'
The ground s
Warm Wishes (Kankri X Reader) Part 2Warm Wishes (Kankri X Reader)
You dropped the last box and groaned. Your sister and you didn’t own much, but what you owned was heavy! You stretched and sighed as your shoulders popped. A loud crash from the kitchen interrupted your peaceful moment. Well, at least that meant Sis was alive.
“Hey sis, you okay in there?” you called.
There was a bit of scrambling before the reply came. “Yeah! I’m fine, just slipped!” she shouted.
Sis was about as graceful as a herd of elephants on roller skates. You were constantly amazed at how she could actually function in normal life. She could even hold a job as a waitress! But as soon as she ditched the uniform, she was sprawled on the floor because she tripped or something.
You rolled your eyes and headed for the door. “Hey Sis, I’m gonna go explore, ok? I’ve got my cell!” you shouted.
There was an indistinct noise from the kitchen that sounded like a cross between a yes and a cry for help
Kankri x reader
A request one-shot
A sigh of content left Kankri's lungs as he relished on the quiet atmosphere of his hive. His hand was subconsciously stroking the (h/c) haired human that rested on his lap. her steady breathing was the only thing that disrupted the air, but it was soothing to his ears.
For the first time in sweeps, Kankri wasn't lonely, triggered, or depressed. He was happy. A feeling that made his blood pumper swell with joy. This feeling would of never been possible without the napping female that came into his life.
An almost non-existent smile ghosted on his lips at the thought of (Name). The one who he could have a lec-conversation with and actually listened and sometimes even debated with him on certain subjects which triggered him greatly, but the thrill of having another to talk to made that trigger drown in his sea of happiness. The one who he was so red for his blood couldn't even compare in color.
The more he thought about (
Human!Karkat x Reader-Grumpy roommate [14 Ending]But unfortunately, you woke up in your bed, having cold sweat dripping down your back. Your eyes darted around the room, to find it the way it was in your dream, or years ago. The crib was there and Ashley's toy was lying around on the floor. You didn't realize it, but beside you, in the bed was no Dave.
In the bed next to you, was Karkat, lying with his back to you and sleeping soundly. The door was open a few inches and let some light from the hallway in. Your eyes widened, at the sight of your husband, just lying there beside you, breathing slowly and sleeping soundly. You slowly reached over and shook his shoulder gently, just to check if he was real, which he was. Your hand connected with his warm skin of his shoulder, and as you shook it, he grumbled before lazily turning towards you, having one eye open and starring at you questioning. "What the fuck are you doing up at this hour? Not even Ashley is up yet, and that says somethin- humpf!" You cut him off, pullin
Sweet Kiss | Trickster!Dirk x Reader
There he laid, still and emotionless. As you stood before the male a smile was etched upon your features from seeing him in such dismay.
"You wanna talk about it yet?" you giggled.
"Never." Dirk hissed.
As he stayed motionless on the concrete, numerous birds cawed and glided through the bright blue sky, breaking the silence between you and the trickster.
The two of you currently resided on Dirk's rooftop, the ocean waters waves crashed below making the calmest of noises while the sky above were clear of any clouds.
Earlier, Dirk had messaged you, regarding his current candy related problem. You just couldn't pass this opportunity and not see Dirk with his eyesore goodness.
His pants and suspenders were a bright orange, along with his red striped fingerless gloves, and small curls painted on his cheeks.
He had blazing red hair with a soda can placed on the side of his head, a green and red pinwheel hat embedded into the center of his blue shirt, and a small yellow bow-tie to top it all
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