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Spiderman's biggest Fan | Jaime Reyes

summary:  Jaime Reyes is the biggest spiderman fan. His girlfriend on the other hand is Spiderman's biggest hater. 

pairings: Jaime Reyes x Fem! Reader 

a/n:  I’ve been wanting to do this for a while but as I was walking towards my literature class I saw a big ass spider so that inspired me to write this. This will probably have a second part if you guys want.

warning: English isn’t my main language

[MASTERLIST]

part two. part three. part four part five

Superheroes wasn’t a new term for the citizens of Palmera City. They were aware of the crimes that the cities around them would face like Metropolis or Gotham City. But Palmera city wasn’t a goldmine for a lot of villains to show up but there were a few constant ones like  Doctor Octopus, Electro, the Rhino and occasionally some more. Before Blue Beetle had come around there had been a few super heroes that would patrol from time to time. Superheroes from the Justice League would pass by which added to people's curiosity, and by people mainly Milagro and Jaime. They loved the entertainment that it brought to Palmera. It made Palmera City more interesting. People had mixed reactions to superheroes, even though they were supposed to keep “humans” safe, some people had love-hate relationships with them, but some people were like the Reyes family. 

Before the whole Khaji-Da situation, Milagro and Jaime would obsess over heroes. Collecting comics, occasionally buying merchandise, collecting news articles with their favorite heroes and other things Milagro and Jaime would be ashamed of even mentioning. Superheroes  was something Jaime and Milagro bonded over. Even when Jaime left for his pre-law degree in Gotham City,  he made sure he  would snap pictures of the titans or batman when he got a glimpse of them. He even snuck a few pics of Red Hood beating the shit out of the joker.  The pictures would end up in the group chat he had with his sister and his girlfriend, Y/n. Milagro loved seeing all the heroes, gushing over the titans from time to time while Y/n would just leave the text message on read. Milagro would reciprocate the messages by sending him pictures of their all time favorite superhero, Spiderman.    

Spiderman was the shit in Palmera city, everyone went crazy about that man. Spiderman had been spiderman for a long time now. Keeping crime to a minimum in Palmera, he kept Palmera safe. Spiderman was Palmeras Batman or Superman. He was deeply loved by the people. Excluding the media and Kord enterprises. Depending on which news was your go to, you would see John Jameson bashing Spiderman or other news outlets talking wonders about him. But the city of Palmera hated both Kord and John Jameson so Spiderman didn’t have to worry that much. 

Even though Spiderman was a national treasure no one had a clue of who he was and it  intrigued Jaime. The fact that there was a possibility that he had seen spiderman around in his normal attire. Jaime and Milagro would see him from afar fighting crime and that would be the start of the gushing train. They only had one interaction with the man. Nana, Milagro and Jaime had gone to get groceries and before they could even process what was going on someone was robbing the store. It didn’t take long for Spiderman to show up and save the day. Both of them stared in awe from afar not wanting to disturb him. That day was one of the top days in their life. 

Y/n, Jaime’s girlfriend of seven years, on the other hand didn’t understand their infatuation with superheroes. She had known the siblings ever since diapers and they usually would have a lot of things in common. Knowing each other for years made them click with a lot of things  but it was weird for her to click with them on that specific topic. She was on the other side of the spectrum. She could care less about the heroes, it’s not like it affected her directly.  At least that’s what her boyfriend thought. 

From Jaimes perspective Y/n hated Spiderman. She didn’t stand him, every time Milagro or him would mention Spiderman she would tense up and roll her eyes, clearly annoyed. She didn’t like the subject. Y/n would walk away groaning when Spiderman would show up on the news while Jaime and Milagro would gush about him. At some point Jaime thought it was mere jealousy but he quickly pushed that thought away when he brought it up. Y/n mentioned that she just didn't understand what was all the fuss about. That to her these superheroes was just some bullshit that she didn’t want to deal with. That maybe Jameson was right, the world could live without Spiderman,the world could live without heroes. 

“Heroes just make us “normal people” a charity case and you are eating that bullshit up” Y/n defended herself  as looked at her boyfriend's shirt. I love spiderman written in the same font as those New York tourist shirts, spiderman being in the heart . Jaime looked at her with puppy dog eyes pouting as he hugged himself. 

“So that’s a no on being spidermen for halloween?” He asked softly as she groaned leaving him alone  

So when the whole Khaji-Da situation came creeping into Jaime’s life he hid it from his longtime girlfriend. He didn’t know how such a beautiful person like Y/n would stay with him in a relationship for so long. He couldn’t risk fucking things up, he didn’t choose to have Khaji-Da. He made his family swear that they wouldn’t say a word to her. Which they hesitantly agreed, respecting Jaime’s decision. He hated hiding things from the love of his life, but from the back of his head he would imagine what you would think about him now that he had “powers” and you were using them for good. It didn’t mean he was a superhero, right? 

Jaime saw a future with Y/n and being Blue Beetle wasn’t going to change that in the slightest. They were going to finish grad school, get married and have a family. So even if he did feel guilty about hiding such a big secret he would have to keep it a secret to save their relationship. In Y/n eyes Jaime found a job at Kord industries and he worked nights, which wasn’t a complete lie. So that made him feel a little less guilty. Y/n was one of the most important things in his life and he wasn’t going to lose her, never in a million years. 

But after the Reyes household burned down, Y/n had offered the Reyes family to stay with her and her aunt Marisol until everything was settled, which they agreed. So there they were the Reyes and the L/N living together. Which made Jaimes secret a little more harder to hide, being under the same for months was going to make things slip. He couldn’t sneak up in his girlfriend's room wearing his suit. So before anything could happen he took a break, he didn’t want to risk her finding out. He needed to take advantage of living with his girlfriend, seeing what it’s like to actually live with her, getting a preview of what’s to come. 

 That’s when Jaime started to pick up on Y/n’s weird behavior. How she would leave on random moments of the day or how she would avoid him at night. She was hiding something and he knew it. After all these years he  could pick up on the little things she did and to him it was pretty obvious that she was hiding something. Something that fucked him over was the fact that he didn’t want to pry because he also knew that he was keeping things from her.  But in his defense it was also for their safety and their relationship. So maybe he should let her have this secret, it wasn’t like she was cheating or something. Y/n wasn’t like that.   

That was until she  slipped into the kitchen spotting Jaime and Milagro eating some cereal while reading the news assuming that was Spider Man's new little stunt. She rolled her eyes walking towards them. She took a sip of Jaimes drink, placing it back down quickly. 

“Buenos dias, nena” Jaime replied, smiling at her in awe making Milagro start her puking noises. 

“Buenos dias! How did you guys sleep?” She said as she  gave Milagro a little squeeze on the shoulder and a peck on Jaimes cheek. Milagro spined the stool to face her while narrowing her eyes at the couple. 

“I slept well, how about you Jaime? How did you sleep” Milagro replied, taking a sip of her drink while looking at Jaime to make him talk. MIlagro wasn’t dumb, she was noticing that the couple wasn’t in synch as usual and she wasn’t going to let her brother fuck it up. 

“Oh, um. I kinda couldn’t sleep. I miss you all night” He replied looking at his girlfriend not knowing what words to use. He didn’t want to sound like an obsessive boyfriend.  

 No offense but since Jaime isn’t going to say it I will. You look like you haven’t slept in years and we all know you are not sleeping here” She exclaimed straddling Y/n. 

“Sorry! I’ve just been taking school seriously  and since I'm doing that I am studying more than usual. I don’t want to have you guys staying all night up because I am doing my work. I just go to the library, that’s all. Don’t worry after midterms I’ll be all yours. Now are you guys still focused on the last spiderman fight? Come on! Shouldn’t you guys be doing something productive with your lives?” Y/n asked  sarcastically, changing the subject as she fixed the hair leaning against Jaimes touch picking up looking towards the newspaper that was on the counter she pushed the hair to the side. 

That’s when Jaime’s heart stopped. His eyes scanned the bruises in Y/n neck and he could feel his heart drop, sickness overcoming his body. He tried to look away from the barely covered hickeys, not wanting to cause a scene in front of Milagro. He couldn’t believe it, studying in the library my ass. He knew he hadn’t left hickeys on her neck, they hadn’t been intimate in a while because of all of her disappearances. The only interaction they were having was the occasional kiss on the cheek but that was about it. Jaime missed her, her kisses and her touch but he also respected her space so he didn’t bother her. But now the thought of her being with someone else scared him. She was keeping things from him and this was the confirmation.

“Ay mija, para mi que Spiderman es novio tuyo. Because why are you always up his ass? You know what they say, if you can’t beat them join them. It is about time you stop that hate train.  I bet he’s really hot. Don’t you think, Jaime?”  Milagro replied, closing the newspaper and turning to the couple. Jaime nodded completely out of it, his head in a different world. 

“No seas estúpida. I just can’t believe you waste your time on that. That’s all” Y/n shrugged, pulling away from Jaime as she felt her phone vibrating. She pulled it out of her pocket reading the text message and for the first time in forever Jaime tried to peak over her shoulder. He needed to know. 

Jaime, please give Y/n her privacy. Respect is important in a relationship 

Khaji-Da words made Jaime sit straight once again. Y/n turned to Jaime pecking his lips quickly, fixing her hair. 

“I have to go but I will see you guys at night. We are still up for movie night, right? Twilight marathon” Y/n asked the siblings as she looked between them. Milagro nodded and Y/n smiled at her.  Y/n took that as a sign, speed walking towards the door but Jaime followed her suspecting that something was going to happen if he let her go. He holds Y/n arm softly standing on her front porch stopping her dead in her tracks.

“Are you hiding something from me?” Jaime asked slowly, letting his words sink into her. Y/n looked at him confused. 

“What are you on about? Jaime, I’m an open book with you. I’m not hiding anything” she replied calmly making Jaime tense even more. Was she really lying to him? 

“Y/n I can see. I can see the hickeys on your neck” Jaime replied harshly leaving Y/n wide eyed. She swallows hard thinking on how to talk to her but before a word could slip out of her mouth her phone vibrates again.

“I really need to go. Can we please talk about this when I get back?” She replied waiting for Jaime to answer but he stayed quiet trying to fight the anger he was bottling up. When she noticed he wasn’t going to reply Y/n headed her way leaving Jaime on the porch with his emotions. 

She hated herself for leaving her boyfriend after he accused her of cheating. Things weren’t looking good for her. All the sneaking around, all the little lies and the sleepless nights. She was hiding things but it wasn’t the fact that she was cheating. It all had one thing in common.

Spiderman. 

Y/n knew spiderman a little more than Jaime and MIlagro thought. They had a deeper connection than they could ever imagine. 

 When she was fifteen she found herself walking home after a long day of school when she had stumbled upon a spider that not shortly after decided to bite her. But to her dismay she didn’t get deadly poisoned because of the bite instead she got inhuman powers. A radioactive spider gave her superhuman strength ,superhuman speed, superhuman reflexes, superhuman durability, spider-senses and other inexplicable superhuman things. That’s the day spiderman was born.   

She didn’t hate superheroes. She in fact loved them. Shewould feel so accomplished when Jaime fangirled about spiderman but Y/n didn’t want to raise suspicions she acted like she hated everything to do with superheroes. No one in her family knew about her little powers and she intended to keep it that way. After losing her parents and her uncle she didn’t want her aunt to worry about her, she already had too much things on her plate. She wanted to protect the people she loved and if she wanted that they had to be unaware of her powers.  When the bite happened she had started dating Jaime and around the same moment Jaimes obsession with Spiderman started. Y/n hadn’t agreed with the name spiderman but people assuming she was a man made the suspicion of it being her less. So she kept the name, after fighting crime alone in Palmera City some people have gained an eye on her, offering her place in the Justice League, which she gratefully declined not wanting to leave Jaime alone. So they would come around from time to time to work with her. 

It wasn’t hard for her to hide the secret identity from Jaime. With him working late at night and helping around the house he didn’t have time to notice her sneaking out. But now living under the same roof and Jaime rarely going to work made it hard for her. The Justice League needed her help and she was doing the best she could while attempting to balance her relationship. Throughout all the mission Y/n thoughts wandered towards Jaime and how  broken he looked when she left. She was going insane and counting the minutes for her to get back home. She couldn’t even feel the constant hits she was getting while fighting. She got back into reality when Batman decided that the mission was done. After that she swung  through all the buildings trying to get there as soon as possible, not noticing the time. Y/n  quickly climbed the walls of her house slipping into her bedroom window noticing that her door was opened. She watched as Nana walked past the door with her pjs assuring her that she was still on time for the movie night. She slowly crawled on her ceiling as she slipped her mask off. Y/n moved slowly trying not to make any sound as she threw a web to close the door so no one could see her change. When the door was almost closed , Y/n let go of the ceiling with ease letting out an exhausted sigh. She walked towards it tiredly pushing the last few inches closing it. After debating if it was a good idea to have that conversation with his boyfriend, she turned around to face her bed to rest her eyes for at least a few moments. But the shocked look on Milagros face made her freeze dead in her tracks. Milagro let the movies she had in her hands slip as she stared at Y/n with her mouth wide. Y/n followed her expressions trying to think of something to say. 

“What was that?” Aunt Marisol yelled from the kitchen. Y/n swallowed hard, quickly biting her lip. She quickly turned around heading towards the door before anyone else could enter the room worried about the loud bang. 

“ U-uh  it-it’s nothing! Nothing.” Y/n exclaimed looking at the door but quickly looking at Milagro again. Her face was in utter shock as she tried to think of words to say. 

“You’re the Spiderman from…..the news” She said slowly, still inspecting the suit, the shocked look on her face not leaving. Y/n breathing got unevenly quick as she tried to find some sort of excuse to shake Milagro off. 

“I’m not. I’m not” Y/n replied nervously  as she tapped her chest letting the  suit expand, turning bigger which made it slip from her body leaving her in her underwear. 

“You were on the ceiling,” Milagro replied pointing up at the ceiling, her hand shaking with nerves. 

“No I wasn’t! Milagro what are you doing in my room!? You can’t just bust into my room!” With that she could hear someone's steps coming towards her room making her quickly move in front of Milagro as her aunt opened the door.

“The turkey meatloaf recipe es una mierda! We decided to order food. Are you guys, Milagro, do you want to eat something?”  Aunt Marisol asked as she waved smoke out with a rag. 

“Ye-”

“No! We already have food here for are movie night. Don’t worry Aunt Mary” Y/n exclaimed all jumpy trying to get her out as soon as possible. 

“Okay then ... .Maybe but on some clothes” her aunt replied while pointing to her semi naked body. She quickly grabbed the nearest shirt covering her body while nodding. Aunt Marisol closed the door as both of them looked at the place she once stood at.

“She doesn’t know?!” Milagro whisperedyelled as she walked towards the door. Y/n slipped the shirt on blocking her path. 

“No one knows! Well Batman knows because he made my suit but that’s it!” She said in the same tone, getting stressed out. 

“Batman made you that? Are you in the Justice League?” Milagro asked excitedly. While she just shook her head nervously. 

“Well basically… You can’t tell anybody about this, you have to keep it a secret” She said as she watched Milagro almost faint on her bed. As Milagro held her body against the nearest wall Y/n walked towards her. 

“Secret what, why?” 

“If she finds out, if Jaime finds out that there’s people out to kill me every night they are not going to let me do this anymore. Come on, Milagro. Please ” Y/n whispered-yelled with a panicked look on her face pointing towards the door. 

“Okay, okay, okay. I will level with you. I don’t think you should keep this a secret. This is the best thing that has ever happened to you. I mean Y/n…” Milagro exclaimed wanting Y/n to tell everyone, specially Jaime and Marisol. 

“They can not know! I can’t do that to them right now. You know…..with everything that is happening to her…to him…to them…to you, to us! Please Milagro” Y/n replied desperately trying to catch her breath. Milagro look at her knowingly, her gaze softening. 

“Okay” 

“Just swear it, okay?” 

“I swear,” Milagro replied, smiling at her softly, trying to ease her nerves. 

“Thank you…. I can’t believe this is happening right now. “ Y/n replied as she walked towards the other extreme of the room trying to calm herself. 

“Can I try the suit on?…” 

“No” 

“How does it work? Is it magnets? How do you shoot the strings? Why are you spiderman if you are a spiderwoman?”

“I’ll talk to you about this tomorrow. I just need to rest, please” Y/n replied taking Milagros by the hand walking her towards the door. 

“Wait, so you aren’t cheating on Jaime!” She replied before she left the room.

“No! It isn’t a hickey, it's a bruise from the fight you guys were reading about '' Y/n exclaimed before closing the door leaning her head against it. She scanned her room, her eyes failing on her mirror noticing she was wearing Jaimes “I love Spiderman”. 

That’s why they say you should never meet your idols. It will be disappointing when you see how they truly are.

part two. part three

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[shzmluvrs]

HII there are so little shazam writers out there and i was wondering if you could write some general physical touch/lovey dovey stuff or headcannons with freddy from the first movie? I rarely see people writing for the first movie anymore!

No rush and feel free not to do this one!

Ikr? I feel so totally honored to be one of them, though😌. Anyhow, yes, I can definitely do that and tbh, I think this will be easy for me to do bc physical touch is my love language😼. #funfactaboutStaryoudidntaskfor🫶🏽. Anyways, tysm for requesting this!

~ Star✨️

Physical Touch (Love Language) Headcannons

Prompt: You're a touch-junkie. That much is true. It's just that...what other and better way is there to show your love other than through a gentle caress or an eager hold? Besides, Freddy doesn't seem to mind :).

Timeline: Post Shazam!, Pre S!:FOTG

TW/Content: Just a whole lotta love fr⚡️Corny, passionate, lovey dovey writing lmao⚡️You really have nothing to worry about reading this

Reader: Non-specified! Any Pronouns!

Requested By: Anon

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Was physcial touch Freddy's main love language before? No. Did it become his main love language after he met you? Absolutely. Bro has never been in a relationship before, and outside of family hugs and kisses, he's never really experienced anything relating to physical love.

And then you came in, flipped, and reversed all of that💅🏽. Before you two began dating, you were already pretty "clingy" was the word Freddy would use (in a good way, ofc). Always hanging onto one of his arms or playing with his hand/fingers, even playfully transferring kisses onto your index and middle finger and placing them onto his cheek or forehead.

So don't even get me started on how all of that increased tenfold when the two of you officially became a couple.

Oh wait, that's right, you want me to get started bc you reque-...rightrightright, anyways...

Idk how, but you literally managed to indoctrinate this boy into expecting your touch. Whenever he's near you, sees you, his arms just open instinctively so he can catch you in that hug he knows you're about to give him. Even if it knocks him over, he doesn't care because he always returns your hug with a million kisses peppered all over your face.

And hand-holding is a must. You don't care if his hand is sweaty because he's nervous, dry because he hasn't put on lotion yet, dirty because he's a superhero on the low, you👏🏽don't👏🏽care👏🏽. And if you do, you have him wash his hands. But either way, Freddy's hand? Held. Your happiness levels? Through the roof.

Hotel? Trivago.

But something that he really enjoys you doing is a specific type of hug. He can't exactly recall when you started doing it or why. Not that he minds, of course. But every day, he hopes you'll do it and hopes you'll never stop.

You'll come up behind him and wrap your arms and hands around his middle, pressing yourself up against him. For you, it was simply just another way to be closer to him. To love him, to hold him, take in that woodsy-pine secnt he always seemed to have...

But for him, it's when/how he feels the most loved by you. He gets almost emotional each time, without fail, overwhelmed with just the feeling and presence of you. He holds your hands against him, and he's practically breaking his neck, trying to turn and look at/kiss you. It's like you're a warm blanket, engulfing him with all that you have, treasuring him in ways not even his family could.

It reminded him of how much you loved him, how insane it was to him that he could be loved this way, in spite of whatever he considered to be flaws. Because there you were, to kiss and cherish them all, reassuring him you adored all parts and sides of him.

And natrually, he was very eager to return all of these feelings, never one to shy away from new experiences. He was constantly buzzed with the feeling of your touch, and he wondered if...

No, wanted you to feel the same. So, there were times when he clinged to you more than usual, and you were elated to soak up every moment. You can't get enough of the way he'll squish your cheeks together to form a pout on your lips, just to peck them over and over.

Or when he'd hold and tickle you, leaving you to cover your mouth to shield away giggles that Freddy just adored hearing.

And oh👏🏽my👏🏽gosh👏🏽 bestie... Superhero Freddy?? Should you know of his secret super alter ego, you can bet your Tumblr account that he's taking HELLA advantage of that. He loves, not only feeling like he can, but actually being able to protect you. Whether that be shielding you away behind him, holding you against him, or actually being able to carry you (while flying/hovering, might I add, how romantic💅🏽🥴~).

Also hello, bighandsbighands loOKATHISHANDS OMFG-

I- *aHem* I mean... y e w... you can never be normal about them, ever (idk how anyone could, I mean, look at them). Headpats and waist holds go crazy when he's in his superhero form, not to mention, you're always eager to just hold them and litter them in kisses the second you have the chance. Although the both of you do admit how odd it must look to any passing bystanders who don't understand that this superheo guy who looks insanely like Adam Brody is actually just your teenage boyfriend...

Either way, though, you love Freddy, and Freddy loves you. And neither of you will ever hesitate to show it through actions and words. Because to be honest, if I were you, I'd be cupping his face in my hands and playing with his hair so often, so you should get on that like... asap, no rocky😙.

Ight, peace y'all✌🏽.

I hope this was good enough to satiate the touch starved and needy out there, I can only do so much🥲. But feel free to extort me for more of my talents, I genuinely do really enjoy this and I just- *emotional*.

Okay bye.

~ Star✨️

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[percedal-writes4u]

klarion and a winter holiday

imagine klarion celebrating your winter holiday with you! He would defiantly be grumpy at first but defiantly warm up to it since he gets to hang out with you during the oh so cold month of December .

[thehrsourcemd]

Imagine if we all liked the same things, looked, and acted the same. Life would be dull. The same goes for your workforce - diversity is fundamental for maximum productivity and overall business success. Suppose every employee made the same decisions and had the same experiences, skills, and opinions. In that case, you'd kiss goodbye to your strong team dynamic and working relationships - which took you a lot of time and effort to achieve.

[fandomout]

Dick Grayson x Reader

Healing him and feelings confronted

Not sure how accurate this one came out. If you have notes, let me know. The only pertain information to know is that reader has energy related powers, so one way reader applies it is by being able to heal. You and Dick both have feelings. Of course, he’s more resistant to it because of his nature, and you could never be sure of his feelings.

You were wandering the halls and passed by the training room. You look over to see Dick exercising as usual and perfecting his aim with ninja stars. You watched him wrap up as he drank water eagerly. You obviously couldn't help stare. As you saw him heading out, you attempted to dash away as for him to not catch you. However, since you didn’t have the time instead you decided to act like you were barely passing by, yet he ended up right in front of you. Seeing him, you let out an awkward laugh, which created a grin on his face. There was a weird silence left in the air. In order to relieve it, you asked him, "What are you up to?"

"Just finished some training. What are you up to?"

"Nothing right now, but you've inspired me." He chuckles and asks, "To do some extra training?" You pat his shoulder playfully and respond with a small laugh and say, "Hell no, don't have energy for that, but I want to be productive."

“No energy? Guess you’re useless, and you’re off the team. Sorry it had to be like this.” He laughs out. 

“Shut up.” 

"What are you going to do then?"

"You'll see. My productivity will sow. Just go shower or whatever."

"Alright then." He gives you a weird playful look before heading off. Since he had just exercised, you figured he was hungry. You hoped it would be a nice surprise as Dick doesn’t really let anyone take care of him.

You cook him an easy meal, but you knew it would be delicious. Dick stops in his tracks when he sees you in the kitchen. His slippers skidding very audibly. You look up to see him with his hair wet. He was wearing a black tank top and a grey sweater along with dark grey sweats. You gave him a smile that you hoped wasn’t too excited as you didn't want to scare him off. You recollect yourself like you tend to need to do and play it off like his presence doesn't affect you. You motion for him to sit at the table and tell him, "Sit over there. I just finished." 

"You productively made me food?"

"Precisely." He walked over slowly as it seems. You put the food in front of him with water. He seemed to be a bit flushed. You assumed it was from working out. What you didn't know was it was having you care for him that made him blush. "Oh I forgot to get you a fork!"

"I got it. It-" He begins to rise from his seat, but you gently tap his head, and his sitting position is restored.

"Actually, I've got it." He didn't meet your eyes but he asked, "You're not gonna eat?"

"No.  I ate kind of a lot earlier. I'm still full, but you enjoy it."

"Thank you."

"No thanks necessary. I wanted to." 

"I can handle the clean up."

"Not necessary. I already did it." You were about to walk away to leave him in peace when you heard a wince. You look over to see him simply reaching for his water cup with his right hand. While you are walking over to him, your hands reach out to touch him. He protectively puts a hand to shield his right shoulder. You slap his hand away gently and ask, “When did you hurt yourself?”

“I didn’t. I’m fine.” You make your eyes glow to see all the energy full of pain. 

"Liar."

"Why ask if you know?"

"Why lie if you know that I know?" He snickers and tries t distract you with lighthearted words, “I don’t think that sense made much sense. I think you need to review that sentence somewhere else. I’m good here." Despite his attempt to convince you he was fine, you held your ground and stated, "You must have pulled something." Without another thought, you start to take the painful energy away. Harshly, he harshly pulled himself away from you saying, "I’m fine.” before he groaned out loudly in pain from staring himself. He cursed out into the air. With an accusing finger, you told him, “That’s what you get. Just let me use my energy to help."

“It's not that bad. I just moved wrong?"

"You don't even believe you. Pull down the sweater. " He sighed and pulled down his sweater to reveal his arm and shoulder. You walked over to him. Your hands hovered above it as you were trying to get a feel of the energy before deciding how much to use to relieve the pain. Then, you place your hands firmly on him massaging at the shoulder blade area and shoulder. Dick grabbed at the table and stifled his groans. “Look at me.” He met your eyes. “Dick, if you want to heal faster and end the pain, you have to just let out the pain. You are wasting more energy right now, trying to keep quiet.” He looked away instantly and let it out. While, yes, you were shy around him, it all changed when he was in pain. You couldn’t have that. Dick starts letting out more groans of relief. Continuing your movements, you hunch over a bit, so your head levels with his and asks, “Better?” He lets out a relieved sigh as he slouches back a bit and nods weakly. He seemed to be sweating again. While you leave your left hand laying on his shoulder in a massaging movement, your other hand reached out to wipe away his sweat, and you commented, “I’m glad you're not in any more pain.” Unknowingly, he stares at you, which leads to being face to face. You notice after a few minutes that he’s starring, you remove your hand from his face. His left hand finding your left  to stop your movement. He barely manages to utter, “I-I’m good now.” as he swallows. You let out a small shaky breathy laugh and tell him, “Right. I’ll stop. Sorry, I was in the zone of healing.” You remove you hands slowly in your awkward nature. However, you notice he still has an intense gaze on you. Despite all Dick’s restraint, his eyes meet your lips. You're unsure of what to do until his lips attach to yours, and you kiss him back. Your hands frame his face while his left hand finds itself running through your hair. You're completely breathless to begin with, regardless you keep kissing him. You can feel his want as it matched your own. The lights flicker a bit at the energy rush your receiving and your emotions galore. Suddenly, he pulls away slightly, but his lips still connect slightly. You assume he needed to breathe. Against your lips, he says, “We can’t…” He lays another kiss to your lips. “Stop...” You pull back a bit releasing your lips completely free and ask, “What?” He covers his mouth and moves his face back far from yours. 

Aggressively, he says, “I said stop!” You stand up straight and you ask, “Excuse you?” His response to you are the words, “I shouldn't have done that.”, along with a guilty expression. 

“Because?”

“Because.”

“Wow. The man of many words so eloquent. That's all you're really going to say about it?”

“Yes.”

“Okay...Well, I’m not done.”

“Y/N-”

“No! I love you. I do. I think I’ve known for a while. You-”

“Stop.”

“Why would you do this? You have to have some feel-”

“No. Yo-”

”You kissed me! Now, you want me to forget about it?” He changed his expression from guilt to stoic as he nonchalantly says, “Forget about it.” 

“You-Want me to forget about it?” He pauses for a second before answering, “Yes.” You stand up straighter than before. You take a deep breath. Calmly, you tell him, “Done. Enjoy your meal.” while your heart yearns and breaks from the situation, and you walk away from him. 

After that day, you did as he asked, but it didn’t mean you could treat him the way you did before. In order to forget, you kept distance, and your conversations have amounted to chaste questions and responses. Mostly, if you didn't have to talk to him, you weren't going to. While the whole situation pained you, this hurt the less as you were working to forget. You knew he noticed, but what did he expect? The team noticed it of course. They joked about their “parents” fighting.  Despite the joke, you could tell they were worried, so you shut it down every time by distracting from the situation or drumming it to be normal behavior. Dick seemed to be grateful every time you managed it; however, you wouldn't give another glance after. One day, you were feeling bored once more, and you couldn’t let it stand. Only thing worse than being bored was being bored with a head full of thoughts. You were so bored that you started to exercise. You thought you’d never be in this position, yet there you were. You heard a knock on your door. Instantly, you rose from your position on the floor almost embarrassed to be caught exercising. You didn’t look too bad, so you walked over to the door. A small smile on your lips as you opened the door. You smile flattering after seeing Dick’s face. 

“Can we talk?” He asked.

“About?”

“About...The team.”

“What’s going on?” You ask and walk over to your chair to sit on it. You motion for him to sit on the bed, and he complies. He sat right at the end to be close to you, and you almost rolled your eyes at the action instead you ignored it and waited for him to continue speaking. 

“The team’s noticed our relationship...” You almost felt like he was doing this on purpose, which was upsetting you.

“What’s wrong with it? It’s back to what it was.”

“No. It’s different between us.” 

“Hadn’t noticed.” You answer with no interest.

“How much longer is it-Why-Can we go back to before?”

“Before?”

“Yes. We were close-”

“But not too close, right? We’re not too close now. I think that falls under what you wanted.” barely gave a side grin.

“Is this really how it has to be?”

“Yes. I’m trying to forget something, so this is the way. I’m doing what you want, and it’s still not enough? You really are the leader, never satisfied.”

“Y/N, can we have conversation? I mean a real conversation...”

“You know what?” You stand in your seat, and he stands quickly too. You burn your gaze into his eyes and you seethe. “I can't. I can't have a conversation with you. That’s the point of all this. Don’t talk to me about this again.” You turn you back to him and take a step forward as you're about to storm out. You decide against it and tell him, “I shouldn't have to leave my own room. You leave.” He lets out a small laugh, and your heart burns with something far from negativity. You can't help it and tell him, “Stop that.” You said it with no grit thought, so you wouldn't be surprised if he didn’t take you seriously. He walks around you to look into your eyes. You shy away from it. You both just stand awkwardly until he sincerely comments, “I’m sorry…”

“It doesn't matter if you are...or even if I accept things as they are.” You snap your eyes to him softly. “Listen, I really can’t bend anymore for you. You kissed me and told me to forget it. I’ve kept distance because it is literally the only way to get somewhere close to forgetting. What you didn't realize is all the feelings I had before we kissed. That makes all of this so hard. I need you to understand that you can't have everything...most importantly, you should realize that you deserve to be happy, Dick.”

“Deserve to be happy? I’m aware of that.”

“No, you aren’t. If you were you wouldn't have pushed me aside like you did.”

“I can’t.”

“Can't or won’t? There’s a difference. If this about being scared, what do you think I am? I’m scared too, but I also really wanted-want to be with you.”

“Look, I can’t stop thinking about you, and I don’t know what to do anymore. The distance is killing me. I am fully away that this is all because of me. You deserve better than that.”

”So, what are you going to do? I don’t want to have this conversation again, ever. I hate to give an ultimatum. But, I haven't’ had much choice in any of this, and I think that if we don’t resolve this now., we will end up  going around in circles and that’s just going to bring more pain, so it has to be now.” You walk over to the bed and sit down. He stands unmoved and expresses less, but you know he’s deep in through. He strides over to you, which scares you a little. He kneeled down on his knees. His arms landing on either side of your hips. He looks at you earnestly and says, “Out of all the things that scare me, you're at the top of the list. That sounds bad...It’s just you're so good to everyone and with everyone. You make me feel all kinds of things I haven’t felt in a long time-In a way, it actually is not the same feeling because it’s different with you. When I kissed you, I couldn't help myself. My whole being seems to know it wants more than me because I get in my own way, your right about that. It’s just the thoughts that make me conflicted. Anyway, the point I'm getting at is that I want to be with you too. If this is my last chance, I’m-I’m taking it.” He smiles at you, and you smile back. 

Hope your day got better

[haileygarciasunshine]

The one with all the Crossovers Part One

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Mentions: Avengers x Steve Trevor x Wade Wilson x Batman  x Peter Quill x Groot and more! (Some not mentioned in Part One)

Word Count: 1,090

Warning: Swearing, Violence

Summary: One day, the reader accidentally intercepts Tony Starks, radio frequency. Now it is up to the reader to decide what she will do with the newly acquired information. 

FEMN (FE = Periodic for Iron, MN = man)

I thought about writing this is while in the shower🤷‍♀️🧖‍♀️🧼🚿

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Grabbing your busing bin, you made your way onto the diner floor, clearing the tables that were currently occupied with dirty dishes. You had been hired as a waitress at a local mom and pop diner, outside of the city. Being a waitress wasn’t something that was in the cards, but it paid the bills, as you continued your education at a local community college. 

The bell rang signalling someone had entered the diner. Not bothering to look up from your actions, you were preoccupied with your thoughts. One of your co-workers came up to you, tapping you gently on your shoulder.

“Your regular is here.” 

Looking at her with a confused look, your gaze moved over your shoulder. Rolling your eyes, you thanked her before making your way to the “Regular.”

“What are you doing here?” You hissed.

“What? I’m not allowed to eat at a diner?” Wade teased.

Scoffing you replied, “No. Not a diner I work at.” 

“You know you don’t have to work here.” He attempted.

“Don’t.” You snarled.

“Colouss, called again today. He wants you to join the X-Men, team.” He stated nonchalantly looking at the menu.

Taking the menu from him, you rolled your eyes, “Why do you bother looking at a menu? You’re just going to order the same thing.”

“Hey!” He yelped, “Maybe I was going to order something different this time.” 

“Oh really?” 

Letting out a frustrated sigh replied, “No.” 

“Exactly.” Writing down on the server notepad, you placed the order for the chef before making your way back in front of Wade.

“Why are you here, Wade?” 

“Look, kid. I care about you for some god un-forsaken reason.” 

Scoffing you snapped back, “Wade Wilson cares for someone other than himself?”

Letting out a deflated sigh he kept trying, “I know I brought you into this world for the wrong reasons and I don’t expect you to forgive m-”

“Good. Because I don’t.”

“The world needs you Y/N. Don’t let your anger for me blind you to that.”

Rolling your eyes you responded, “Are you done?”

“I...I.. Yeah.”

“Goodbye, Wade.”

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A month had gone by since your last Wade encounter. It was another late night, that you had gotten home from the graveyard shift. These hours weren’t anything unusual for you, they worked best with your school hours. Opening the door to your apartment, your frequency radio was going off. Setting your stuff down, you made your way over to the radio.

“If there’s anyone out there.” An exhausted voice sounded, “Please. Please help us. Our men are out numbered. This is our last hope. This is FEMN signing off.” The last thing heard from FEMN was a heavy sigh.

Immediately, you grabbed your phone and called Wade.

“Wade!” You exclaimed through the phone.

“What is it? Dude what time is it?” He groaned.

“Someone needs our help!”

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“Kid are you sure they’re here?” He questioned looking around.

Shrugging you walked side by side, “That’s what the man said on the frequency.”

Wade turned and looked at you. You could only imagine he was giving you a confused glare under his Dead Pool mask. “Sometimes I worry about you kid.”

“That makes two of us.”

He threw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a head lock raising his fisted hand to your hair, there was voice stopping him.

“Get out of here!”  A girl, came running towards you both.

Wade released you allowing you to stand up straight.

“Y/N?”

You turned and hummed at the woman standing before you.

“Oh my gosh! You’re actually here!”

Turning to glance at Wade, you shot him a confused expression.

“Uh...Yeah I am.”

The woman pulled you into an excited hug.

“I’m Wanda. I’m a big fan of yours! The others are going to be so happy you’re here!” She said pulling away hands resting on your upper arms. Grabbing you’re hand, she hurriedly lead you to the group of Avengers standing behind a sky scraper going over the plan they made.

“Guys!” Wanda said excitedly dragging you behind her, “Look who came! It’s Y/N!” 

“How did you find us?” A deep voice questioned.

You hesitated to answer.

“She heard someone put out a call on a radio frequency.” Wade said beside you.

“I’m Steve. This is Tony, Bucky and Sam.”

Offering an awkward wave you greeted, “Nice to meet you all.”

“Mr. Stark did you see that?” Spiderman said while landing in the middle of the group.”Woah! You’re Y/N! I’m...I’m a big fan!”

For the second time that day, another body threw their body into yours. Returning the hug, you giggled.

“Okay, okay kid. That’s enough. Sorry, this is Peter.” Tony said attempting to pull Peter off of you.

 “What’s the plan?” You questioned once you were free.

There was a sudden thud, that shook the ground. Then another, and another.

“What the hell is that?” Wade asked from beside you.

“That would be the joker.” You responded, looking at the massive figure.

“How do you know that?” Sam questioned.

“Hum? Oh. Someone I know is his worst enemy.”

Wade nudged your shoulder, “Speak of the devil.”

“Y/N! Fancy seeing you here.” A deep voice boomed behind you. 

“Hello again, Bruce.”

“No way!” Peter yelled, “You know batman?” 

Your gaze falling on Peter, rolling your eyes you responded, “Unfortunately.” 

Moving, you made sure to stand between Steve and Bucky, with Bruce taking your previous place.

“Are you gonna let me take you on a date now, Y/N?”

“Oh...Uh. I can’t...I...I have a boyfriend.”

Rolling his eyes he responded, “Yeah sure Y/N. After this, I’m taking you out to-”

“I’m dating Bucky. We already have plans.” You rushed out, shocked by your over words. Turning slightly, you saw the same shocked expression dancing along his face. You mouthed ‘Please.’ to him, hoping he would get the hint. Taking your hand within his flesh hand, he laced his fingers together with yours.

“Yeah.” He responded shyly, glancing at his feet.

The sound of someone scoffing pulled you both out of your dazes.

“In coming!” Wade yelled from beside you.

“Got it!”

Lifting your arms, you used your magic to create an invisible wall in attempt to stop the Joker. It was enough to cause him to crash him vehicle. Getting out, he looked around his gaze falling upon you.

“Hello, Y/N.” He said with a sly smirk on his face.

Frowning you looked down at the ground, as Wade unexpectedly, stepped in front of you protectively, hiding you from the Joker’s view.

[batkids-n-shit]

dating jason todd would include...

-motorcyle rides!!

-a lot of ranting

-jason has a lot of built up emotions

-late night bar hopping

-him needing to just be held sometimes

-"you look cute in my jacket"

-rough sex

-arguments about his absences

-so.much.sarcasm

-jason waking up from nightmares with you next to him

-dying your hair together

-he always insists on black, but you try to get him to branch out

-lots of heart-to-hearts

-jason initially being cold at first

-not exactly sure how to handle complex emotions

-it starting out as a friends with benefits thing, but him eventually catching feelings

-"you think we could, you know, not just fuck?"

-"are you asking me out?"

-"no?"

-"yes."

-"...yes."

[whitewitchdown]

Writing prompts

Send me a couple of numbers and characters and I'll do a Drabble, smut, etc with a idea on how you want it to go or be.

I can do

•gay

•lesbian

•straight

1. "You idiot! what were you thinking?"

2. "Ah!, I'm sorry I'll go now."

3. "Put some clothes on for gods sake."

4. "Wait stay."

5. "She's/he's right over there you should go talk to her."

6. "You are an incredible singer."

7. "Don't you dare they a finger on him/her.

8. "You should have locked the door."

9. "Why are you up so early?"

10. "I waited and waited and you never came."

11. "I didn't have any other choice."

12. "Make me."

13."Come over here and make me."

14. "You did what to him/her?"

15. "God I love the way you look."

16. "Stop just stop."

17." This has got to be the dumbest thing you have ever done.... can I join?"

18. "Why do you keep pushing me away?"

19. "Don't look at me like that... you know I can't say no."

20. "Don't you dare touch me!"

22. "I thought you were dead..."

23. "Breath, it's alright I'm here."

24. "No stay."

25. "You can't stop me I'm going to marry her/him"

26. "Your the only one I trust to do this"

27. "See I told you she/he was as beautiful/handsome as I said she/he was"

28. " boy if you don't get out of here."

29. "I'm going to kill you for touching her/him."

30. "Keep your damn hands off me."

31. "From the moment I looked at you in I knew you were for me no one else."

32. "Damn she/he can sing."

33." I love you way more"

34. "I hate you."

35. "I love you."

36. "I can explain."

37. "Join me."

38. " I knew from the moment you walked in I had to have you."

39. "Then tell me you love me."

40. "You can't do it can you."

41. "Are you kidding me everything is not okay!"

42."why don't they just kiss already"

43."wait.. you're jealous arnt you?"

44. "I never thought I would love someone as much as I do you."

45. "Loving you scares me."

46. "Can you even love again?"

47. "All I could think while I was dying was how much I was going to fucking miss you."

48. "What are we going to do?"

[batjono]

headcanon for batboys realizing reader is from another world?

Sure thing!

Dick:-Wouldn’t necessarily be shocked, but more understanding as you were struggling to understand some human behavior that had started to make him suspicious.-Either way, he’s just excited to start educating you on how to live life on the fast lane.-“First things first, you need to go to a carnival.”-At first, you were really confused. Like why do humans, who are more fragile than half of the inhabitants in the circus section of the carnival, not fearful of dying???-“Dick he’s going to put his head in the lion SIR STOP–”-“It’s just an act, Y/N, he’ll be fine.”-Regardless, he’s very accepting and wants to know everything about you and your homeworld, and does his best to even try to learn your language if you let him.-“Is this the right word for love, Y/N?”-“…No, that’s a curseword, Dick.”

Jason-He’s even more chill about it than Dick. He’s spent time with Starfire and a band of other offwordly people, so he doesn’t have some huge reaction.-“Honey, I’m not from Earth.”-“…Kay. What do you want for dinner?”.-He’s just as interested about learning your culture and your homeworld, and does his best to be understanding of your customs. -Although he is laid back, he is more than willing to teach you more things about Earth if you’re not quite on the same page. To be honest, he finds it rather cute to see the childish glow on your face when you learn more things.

Tim-He’s very lost-“You’re not human?”. “No, I’m not.”-The funny thing is the rest of the batfamily figured that out a while ago. Tim just figured your confusion on average Earth things were just quirks or something. -He feels a bit stupid since he is considered a detective and has gotten so close to over the years, yet not being able to figure it out. However, he’s glad that you’ve finally become comfortable to admit it to him.-Right off the bat he researchs the hell out of your background, eager to learn how to communicate with you, learn about your history, and understand your upbringing.-Although it can be a bit irritating since he is full of questions, you know that he’s just trying to connect with you more.

Damian:-He wants to act all nonchalant on the outside as if this doesn’t surprise him, but even then he doesn’t react as much since he’s been around all types of beings with his time with the cape.-Like Tim, he wants to learn more about the history of your planet and customs, although gets a little lost and has to ask for help.-This of course kind of irritates him because he’s been used to being the one to know everything and tell you things you didn’t know, and it’s a bit of a humbling process for him.-“Beloved, I don’t quite understand. Why are there no laws for people when they commit crime?”.-“Honor is far too important on my world…not to mention the queen is scary as hell.”-He finds it endearing and fascinating to watch you ramble on and on, but does his best not to show his awe because he knows his brothers will never let him hear the end of it.

[ebster777]

And this is how I feel. This is a video from As Told By Kenya .

[hazelsmirrorball]

Spiderman’s Biggest Fan |  Jaime Reyes.  Part 2

summary:  Jaime Reyes is the biggest spiderman fan. His girlfriend on the other hand is Spiderman's biggest hater. 

pairings: Jaime Reyes x Spiderman! FemReader 

a/n:  Hi! I received lots of love in the first part and I want to thank you guys so much. I haven’t been having the greatest week and that really cheered me up. I rarely do second parts but here you guys go. Ps. There is also another part coming soon. 

warning: English isn’t my main language. Angsty and kinda sad. Not edited

[MASTERLIST]

part one.  part three part four part five

Family dinners. 

You either love them or hate them. Good food, people you love and drama all bottled up on a dining room table at around six thirty pm. An nightly event that could either ruin your night or make a beautiful memory for the future. There was no in between and by the looks of it, Y/n was getting the short end of the stick. 

The past two weeks had been a living hell for the girl. Trying to balance her regular life with her superhero life was barely impossible the past weeks.  She had been Spiderman for years now and she had managed to balance both of her lives with ease but now, she was losing it. She couldn’t sleep, she couldn’t eat, she couldn’t focus. Y/n had never felt like this, even when her uncle died she didn’t feel as bad as she felt right now. Her spider senses didn’t have to tell her that something bad was going to happen at this dinner, her common sense already told her that. It wouldn’t surprise her if Doc Ock would enter through the door and make a big fiasco but she thought that it would be better than standing in this uncomfortable silence. No one dared to say anything which was rare with both of the families. They usually would fight to shut people up making even more ruckus but right now the only thing you could hear was the metal of the spoons scraping off the plates and the wall on the clock. No one said a word and that drove Y/n insane. She could feel her eyelids flutter shut as she thought of the last two weeks. 

The Justice League had  been all up her ass making her work even more than usual. Not even the titans were working as much as her. Don’t get her wrong, she loved crime fighting but criminals in Palmera weren’t as scary as the ones in Gotham. She would prefer having to deal with people stealing a croissant  at a cafe than having to deal with one of the Joker's bombs. It was great that Batman trusted her with big missions but she needed a break.  Gotham wasn’t for her and quite frankly she didn’t understand how Jaime was capable of staying there for so long.  Gotham was hell and that drove her on the brick of insanity, maybe she would turn into the Joker of Palmera because at this point she was losing it as much as him. Y/n was starting to regret accepting the honorary position in the Justice League. She was in between cities Gotham, Metropolis and Palmera. Palmera, Metropolis, Gotham. 

To make matters even worse, Villains in Palmera were multiplying by the minute thanks to Blue Beetle’s  appearance and to make her life even more difficult Blue Beetle was MIA. No one had heard a word from him. She hadn’t personally met him but ever since he had shown up her life got even more difficult, so long story short she wasn't the biggest Blue Beetle fan. Since he was MIA Spiderman had to fight her “arch nemesis” plus the ones Blue Beetle had managed to bring to Palmera. Y/n knew the media was against her but she also knew that the people of Palmera counted on her. People like her family needed to be protected, there  couldn’t be more deaths like Uncle Ben’s. She wouldn’t allow that, so even if she had to lose her sanity and her life, Y/ was going to do the impossible to keep Palmera safe.  

Those problems were only the spiderman one’s. If her life as Spiderman was rough Y/n’s  life was ten feet underground. She was failing classes left and right, barely keeping up due to the fact that she was in between cities. She couldn’t talk to Jaime that night which made him completely ignore her. Aunt Marisol started acting weird around her, like she knew something she didn’t.  The Reyes family had to stop the construction due to some new laws that were happening and the tip of the iceberg, Milagro knew Y/n’s secret and she was eager to tell someone. 

Y/n wasn’t okay. Well she never was. Even though she was an orphan, Aunt Marisol and Uncle Ben made her life good, they raised her as their own and gave her a good life. They worked hard for her to get to where she was at in life.  She was okay before she was bitten. Y/n had a normal life with aspirations. She had friends and family that loved her. She was doing well in highschool and she was on her way to get a degree. She was starting her relationship with her best friend and would fantasize about having a family with Jaime. And right now, at the age of twenty two she was losing everything she worked hard for with a blink of an eye. They were in depth, she was failing school, she was going insane, she didn’t know where she stood with Jaime and Uncle Ben was dead. All because she was bitten by a radioactive spider. Scratch that, all because she didn’t have the capability of balancing her two lives. 

Before she could even go half way through her inner monologue her thoughts got broken by her head slamming against the hard wooden table waking her up immediately while also gaining everyone's attention. Her tired eyes scanned around the table straddle. Everyone was aware and used to the constant lack of sleep from her behalf but watching the dark eyebags and the food that was barely touched made them worry. Y/n noticed the multiple pair of pity eyes staring at her so she kept on looking around trying to see something different and that when she saw it. Milagros' eyes looked deep into her soul. It was worrying to Y/n already the fact that at any moment Milagro could spill the beans of her secret but the look on Y/n’s face made her scared. She was going to tell them, Y/n was dead. 

After managing to avoid the family for the past two weeks, everything was going down while they were attempting to have a nice family dinner. If she survived this she was going to remember this as the downfall of family dinners. 

Y/n glared  at Milagro  as she slowly shook her head not wanting for her to say a word. Y/n had hid her identity for years and she was successful. She never missed a beat and no one suspected a thing. But because she slipped one time, every secret she held was ruined. 

“Okay! Since no one wants to address the elephant in the room I will…” Milagro started but before she could continue. Y/n slammed her hand on the table getting up quickly, gaining everyone's attention.

“This food is amazing. You guys really ate with this. Have I told you how good you have gotten at cooking? Nana and Rocio really have helped you a lot. We should all get cooking classes so we could all make really good food like this one. We could maybe even open a food store, because from the looks of it, I might drop out of grad school. I don’t know, cooking school would probably eat. See, I’m good at telling cooking jokes. Is it getting hot in here or is it just me? ” Y/n said quickly  as she picked up a glass of water gulping it down. Everyone stared at her with wide eyes trying to comprehend what was happening but before anyone could say a thing, her Aunt got up from her chair looking at her with angry eyes. 

“ Que tu me estas tratando de decir, Y/n. After everything we’ve done for you, you are going to tell me that you are failing school?”  

“No, tampoco así. Solo es que… I took two weeks off and now I’m a little behind on school but I can catch up on it now since I don’t have a job” She said quickly while closing her eyes not ready to see her aunt's face. Nana gasped as she heard the words escaping from her lips. 

“What do you mean you don’t have a job? What happened to your job at the Daily Bugle.” Aunt May exclaimed, passing a hard roughly through her hair. 

“Well, they didn’t like the fact that I took two weeks of work?” She said gulping hard not wanting to  dig herself a bigger grave.

“What? Do you think money grows on trees, Y/n! We are not rich. We can barely afford to pay rent let alone bring food to the table and you have the decency to tell me that you lost your job and that your failing school like it’s just a little game. This is real life and Ben and I risked a lot of things you could have the life you have right now. We took you in andmade you our own and this is how you repay us? These past few weeks I’ve seen a side of you I’ve never seen and Dios que feo es. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but it has to stop right  now. Disappearing to God knows where, ditching school, ignoring your family, ignoring Jaime. Have you looked at yourself for a minute in the mirror? I don’t recognize the women you’ve become and quite frankly this wasn’t the way I raised you and I bet Ben wouldn’t even recognize you too” Aunt Marisol yelled sternly as Y/n stared at her tears threatening to spill from her eyes. Y/n could feel her watch buzzing but all she could hear was her aunt's voice echoing through her head. 

She screwed up and she screwed up big time. It didn’t take long for her to push her chair back and walk towards her room. As she went up the stairs she could hear hush voices talking at the table. Y/n could feel a lot of emotions right now, but most importantly she felt ashamed and embarrassed.  Y/n was fucking up her life by the minute and everyone could see it but her.  She tried her best to block it out as she entered her bed letting a loud cry onto her pillow.  She raised her head from the pillow tapping her hand against her nightstand to pick up a small compact mirror. She looked at the reflection not recognizing who was staring back at her. Aunt Marisol was right, she couldn’t even recognize herself.  She had lost herself and all her hard work. 

Y/n felt once again her watch buzzing which made her angrily throw it against the wall. She let herself drown with tears as her head fell one again on her pillow. Lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice the tall frame enter her room and sit on the edge of the bed. Once his hands rubbed her back she felt her body tense up missing the familiar touch. She slowly raised her head from the pillow looking towards them, her eyes being completely swollen already. As she got up slowly sitting next to him, she played with her hands not daring to look  him in the eyes. 

“Jaime, please listen to me when I say this. I know I’ve been acting weird and I know I’ve been a bad girlfriend. I’ve been ignoring you. But I really can’t lose you, you are the one person that keeps me sane and I know things are weird between us right now but trust me when I say this, I would never cheat on you. You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me and I would never risk losing that. I love you so much Jaime. I-I I swear that wasn’t a hic…” Y/n said in between cries, but before she could even continue Jaime pulled her into a tight hug, kissing the top of her head. Y/n cried into his chest as he rubbed her hair. 

“Y/n, I trust you. I don’t know what you're going through right now. Pero te quiero ayudar. I love you so much and it hurts me to see you like this. Even though everyone is saying that they can't recognize you, I still see that beautiful girl I’ve been in love with since forever. You’re Y/n, the caring and loveable girl that would do anything for her family. The girl that is obsessed over romance books and loves to write.  You are Y/n L/n the light to this world, to my world” Jaime said as he pulled Y/n’s chin up placing a kiss on her lips. She missed this, she missed being this close with Jaime. She remembered why she started doing this in the first place, so that Palmera could be safe so they could live the life they deserved and worked for. 

“Jaime, I wanted to tell you. I’m sp…” Before she could continue Milagros slammed the door open making the couple let go of themselves. 

“Hey! I’m sorry to ruin your little moment but Doctor Octopus just came through our front door! And he got Aunt Marisol!” 

part 3.

[MASTERLIST]

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I just saw The Flash and holy shit...

For those of you who have seen it TALK TO ME PLZ I NEED TO RELEASE THE DC FANGIRL ENERY!!! I won't spoil it here, tho, ofc, in courtesy of those who have yet to watch it. But to any/all of you who happen to see this, just know that I'm seriously debating adding young/18 year old Barry Allen (and maybe current/regular Barry, I haven't decided) to the master list because, idk...

As much as I dislike Ezra Miller, they ate down like... I hate to say it, but their portrayal of the character is really doing it for me, so... separating the art from the artist/depictor. . .

New Crush: Acquired😼

~ Star✨️

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OK OK KLARION BLEAK lovers that also love angst (kinda(

Imagine klarion realizing your from another world (Ex could be another dc earth or would be a completely different fandom in this situation its marvel ) and getting scared if you find a way back to your world you may leave him. No you can't do that you aren't leaving him , your world is probably boring why not stay with him,,,oh? Your world needs you? But I need you too! . Ethier way if klarion gets you to stay with him or not you aren't going to leave his sight , without teekle or him that is.

I've had this concept in my head for a bit lolz

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*To the Anon who requested it! I hope you enjoy! (: *

     You sipped your coffee eagerly. Your foot tapped on the bar connecting the significantly tall and wooden stool’s legs. Jitters. You were at Jitters almost all night. Of course, there are a few hours here and there they close, but who’s counting? It has been a bit over 48 hours since you’ve slept even for a minute. To be fair, these nightmares could become so wretched they’d keep you up anyways. It was a curse, you were sure of it, being able to see in to the future. Noting all the horrific events that would take place eventually right before your very eyes days, months, years ahead of time only left you anxious. They were frightening, sure, but they always left you….waiting.      Waiting. You had been waiting for Julian for around 10 minutes when the small bell above the door rang. He smiled as he looked around, but frowned as soon as he spotted you. You were rather disheveled and your eyes had developed circular rings that darkened every hour. 

“(Y/N), good…morning?” “Is it morning? Heh…who knew.” You sipped your coffee.  “Dear, you can’t keep this up forever.” “Ehhhh, you don’t understand.” “I never do, according to just about all the people I encounter.” He rolled his eyes, the corner of his lip rising just slightly. “I understand you’re neglecting responsibilities. I understand I’ve barely seen you. And I understand you haven’t been at S.T.A.R. Labs in over a week. That’s…extremely unlike you.” “Perhaps.” You sipped your coffee again, shaking your cup a bit, trying to decipher how much was in it.  “Can you at least come say hello?” Julian urged, taking your hand.  You hesitated. “…I suppose.” Julian smiled. “Like, now?” You practically choked on your sip of coffee. “Are you nuts!? Look at me.” “You look lovely.” He kissed your forehead, guiding you off your stool while holding your hand. You glared playfully. “Don’t give me that look darling.” He continued. “They’ll be happy to see you. And if Allen asks about you one. More. Time. I swear I–” “Okay! Come on.”

No use letting his bitterness show, right?  “(Y/N)!” You heard Barry exclaim across the lab. Julian’s grip on her hand tighten. You looked at him with a smile. It loosened. You walked over to Barry, receiving a huge hug. “Barry!” You returned the hug, smiling weakly as his hands rested on your shoulders. “You’re shaking.” “Caffeine.” “You’re slightly pale.” You broke loose and turned to Cisco who was staring at her through squinting eyes with a tilted head. “Green isn’t a typical blush color.” Cisco let out suspiciously. “Cisco!” Caitlyn scolded.     The room became fuzzy, almost as if you were in a sitcom, and the television was losing signal. It blackened gradually, until you felt as if your head had detached from your body. The room became something different, completely different. Julian was lying in a lab that resembled that of a dentist’s office. His arm was extended as blood dripped out of it through a long tube. His head was covered in small electronic pieces. The monitor next to him was recording his brain waves. He wasn’t pale, he was white.     You reached out to feel his face. It was frigid. You suddenly yearned to see the color of his eyes you knew so well. Three colors, you had once counted. The crinkle on his forehead you knew too well from both his playful and concentrated faces were absent, as his eyebrows couldn’t burrow any longer. The lines by his smile weren’t to be traced with her thumb, his lips rested in a fragile frown. “Julian?” You whispered, resting your forehead to his. “Julian?” Your head rose cautiously and your eyes followed the tube trailing from his arm. His blood was going through a pump and reentering his body by his ankle. Upon further studying, your eyes began to fail you once more. Your vision doubled, until you saw nothing at all. “(Y/N)…love are you alright?” Your eyes opened wearily, revealing a frazzled Julian. “Don’t scare me!” Tears welled in your eyes. “What’s wrong? Love, you’re alright. Sleep deprived, but okay. Please get some rest. Even just a nap for starters. No, not a request. You will sleep.” Tears spilled from your eyes as he reprimanded you gently. “I’m sorry, no no, don’t cry. I just…I–.” You sat up succinctly to see a room full of concerned faces. “We have to do something.” You nodded to them. “What’s wrong?” Julian stood with you. “I saw…I saw the future again.” “The future?” “I think so.” “Why haven’t you mentioned—“ Barry began but Iris cut him off. “She’s been seeing something horrific, haven’t you? When you fall asleep?” You nodded. Iris came over, taking your hands. “What is it?” You swallowed, your eyes glancing to Julian, your head suddenly drooping. “Is it Julian?” Iris asked. Barry’s face seemed pained. He understood the agony through his futuristic vibes with Cisco. “Someone steals his mind Iris. I see…him motionless, turning in to something. A pump…a cold faced…I don’t know.” Julian put his arm around your waist, silencing you. “I’m here.” He whispered, kissing your cheek. Iris let go of your hands. “We won’t let it happen. Cisco, you’re going to have to vibe it.” “I can’t without—“ “I’ll do it.” You said. “No way.” Julian became protective. “If I need to live it again to figure out what to do about it, I will.” You kissed him leisurely. The two of you stood in an embrace for a few moments, staring in to each other’s somnolent eyes.

Three colors you counted, smiling weakly. Anything to keep them lively.

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Black Canary

DC x Marvel Crossover

Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Written: January 28th, 2021

Posted: January 28th, 2021

Warning: None

Word Count: 736

Pietro Maximoff Masterlist

“They’re here again.” One of your fellow entertainers spoke. Raising an eyebrow, you made your way towards the side of the stage carefully moving part of the curtain back allowing you to sneak a glance at the audience.

As you gazed into the crowd, you furrowed your eyebrows together in confusion. You had yet to spot two men that always found themselves at the Black Mask Club whenever you were performing. It didn’t take long before you decided to confront them. They had informed you they worked with the Avengers and needed your help.

Your eyes locked with familiar icy ones. Heat instantly rose in your cheeks as a smirk danced along Pietro’s lips. Nick glanced at Pietro before following his gaze that was locked on you.

“And now.” Another entertainer’s voice spoke into the microphone as the applause died down. “The one you’ve all been waiting for.”

For the first time since becoming a singer for Roman, you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, as you quickly wiped the palm of your hands on your dress.

“Let’s welcome to the stage...” They moved their arms around as they spoke. “Black Canary!”

Gulping, you quickly inhaled before making your way out from behind the curtain walking to the microphone. A sweet melody of lyrics danced from your lips, as you attempted to not let the beaming spotlight distract you. Grasping the microphone, you swayed slightly as you allowed the melody to take over. Gazing at the audience, they were mesmerized by your voice. People had come from all over just to hear you sing.

Roman, took advantage of this making sure to do his criminal affairs while the audience was preoccupied with you. Closing your eyes, you allowed the music to take over. It wasn’t long before your voice smoothly hit the high note in the verse causing glass to vibrate.

Once you were finished with your set, you bolted off the stage changing back into street clothes. Sighing, you knew Nick and Pietro would be waiting for you on the other side of the stage.

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“You did good as per usual, little bird,” Nick spoke as he joined you at the bar.

Sighing, you placed your drink down turning to face both men. “What do you want?”

“What makes you think we want something?” Pietro questioned with a raised eyebrow.

You scoffed rolling your eyes. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because every time you’ve come in and seen me, you’ve wanted something.” Your voice dripping with sarcasm.

Nick scoffed, rolling his eye. “Look, we could use you on the Avengers.”

Quirking an eyebrow at him, you silently questioned him.

“There’s a potential in you, Y/N, that I haven’t seen in a long time,” Nick spoke his tone coming out stern.

“Oh, please.” You spoke holding a hand up. “Like you’re the first to see this...This potential.” You spat bitterly. 

“Haven’t we shown you our dedication to you?” Pietro questioned his husky voice, prompting your heart to beat rapidly. Gazing at him, you felt your walls beginning to tumble as you wanted to let them in. Wanted to let him in.

Shaking your head, your rationality was quick to return. “I...I can’t.” You whispered, tears beginning to blur your vision, as you dropped your gaze to the ground. 

“Why?” Pietro questioned cautiously moving closer towards you, placing his knuckle beneath your chin. Lifting gently Y/E/C was locked with a pair of icy ones. Your breath hitching in your throat as you became mesmerized by his aroma and his intoxicating gaze.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Roman growled as he practically ripped Pietro away from you.

“I’d watch it if I were you,” Nick spoke moving into a defensive stance.

Roman scoffed. “Or what?” He taunted. “In case you haven’t noticed, you’re in my town.” A sly smirk made its way to his lips. 

“I’d follow your own advice if I were you,” Nick spoke, standing toe to toe with Roman. “You don’t know who you’re dealing with.”

Letting out a hearty laugh, Crow's feet became evident on Roman’s features. “No old man, you, don’t know who you’re dealing with.” Lifting his arms, he motioned around. “You’re in my territory now.”

Turning to leave the club, bouncers followed Roman. Halting his actions he glanced over his shoulder, sending a sly smirk at you.

“Oh, and little bird?” He grinned. “Don’t forget I own you.”

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