#scarlet witch x spiderman male reader

[therealdisneyfan2319]

The Spider and The Witch Chapter 5: The Last Day and The Apology

Summary: When the mission goes wrong, Y/N makes a choice about his future as an Avenger.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.7K

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A/N: I'm back from depression cave. I'm going to be more intentional in continuing this story and writing fanfic in general. Please enjoy :)

The timing of the scene in front of you was impeccable.  The grenade exploded at precisely the right moment.  The pressurization of the building coupled with the spark made an incredibly loud boom as the explosion caused the building to collapse in fire and brimstone.  Debris fell around you as you flew back from the sheer force of the concussion.  You hit the concrete with a thud, coughing and sputtering as the wind was knocked out of you.  Every inch of your body hurt: a high-pitched screech echoed through your ears and completely dulled your sense of time and space.  Groaning, you tried to roll over and push yourself up, but before you realized what was happening you felt yourself once again being whipped into the air.

“WHAT DID YOU DO?” an anguished voice cried out from the dust and ashes.  “WHAT DID YOU DO?”  

Wanda wrapped her magical tendrils around you, throwing you up in the air as she flew towards you.  While dust and ashes clouded your vision, her scarlet eyes were undeniably clear.  There was no denying Wanda’s anger.  She had just seen her brother blow up in front of her.  

“Wanda, put Y/N down!” Steve shouted as he sprinted toward the burning debris.

“HE KILLED PIETRO, I’LL KILL HIM!” she screamed, her voice raw with anger.  Everything suddenly became unbearably hot as the world closed in around you.  Yet just as soon as you realized you were levitating in midair you found yourself abruptly crashing back to earth.  The shock of hitting the ground knocked the wind from your lungs and you fell on your knees, coughing and sputtering for breath.

“That’s enough, Maximoff,” Tony scolded as he lowered his sonic wrist propulser.  “I promised May I’d get him back to New York in one piece.”

Wanda heaved heavily on her hands and knees, her gasps interspersed with sobs.  Natasha sprinted over to her.  She wrapped her arms around her as Wanda sobbed into her shoulder.  Steve and Bucky worked their way toward the burning building while Rhodey and Sam flew overhead searching for any signs of Pietro.

Clouds of dust settled over the chaotic war scene.  Your entire body shook as a wave of guilt washed over you.  The last thing you remember seeing before everything went black was Pietro opening the door to the building.  The next memory was a blinding flash of light, the sound of a thousand cannons, and the putrid stench of sulfur.

Oh no, you thought as everything started to add up.  Fear coursed through your veins, the thought of having killed Pietro tying your stomach into knots.

“When I said you could shoot a few webs at the bad guys, this isn’t what I meant,” Tony said as he trudged toward you over the field of debris.  “What happened?”

“I…I dunno.  You guys went after the six that I saw, but then Karen spotted three more and I didn’t think you could get to them in time so I went after them myself.  I thought I got them but…” you trailed off, staring at the burning building in front of you.  “Where’s Pietro?”

“They’re looking for him right now,” Tony explained.  “Redwing’s scanning the area.”

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled.  There was no way that a simple apology would be enough to make up for the mess you made.

“I know, kid.  I know,” Tony sighed.  

Before you could muster another apology, Steve jogged over toward you and Tony.  He was sweaty and dirty, his crisp blue and white uniform covered in blood and dust.  A sense of trepidation hung in the air as he approached Tony, who subtly flinched at Steve’s appearance.  

“Sam found him.  Call Cho.  Let her know we’re on our way back.  We need her ready and waiting when we get back.”  He turned to look at Tony, casting an icy glare in his direction.  “I told you the kid wasn’t ready,” he replied coolly.   Steve was right: Tony threw you into a completely unpredictable situation and expected that you’d know how to react.  

“Try not to be too hard on yourself.  We got Speedy.  That’s all that matters,” Tony told you as Steve walked away.

“I put the whole mission at risk,” you answered.  It took every ounce of strength left to push yourself up from the ground.  It felt like you’d been run over by a truck and then some.

“Y/N-”

“Steve was right.  You should’ve left me back at the compound.”

******

“What do you mean you quit?!” Tony looked at you with an expression of shocked contempt as you dropped your suit on his desk.

“I quit,” you reaffirmed.  “It’s my fault that Pietro got blown up-”

“He’s got all his limbs.  Dr. Cho’s printing the sheets of tissue for the burns. He’ll be back up in speedster shape in no time.”

“That’s not the point, Mr. Stark.  The point is my mistake nearly got someone killed.  I don’t know if I could live with it if he died, and if it happens again…I don’t think I could spend the rest of my life with that weighing on me, you know?”

Tony stared at you as his mind moved at a thousand miles a minute trying to process what exactly you were saying.  The gears in his mind cranked and squeaked while he struggled to figure out the right thing to say.  He stroked his goatee, twisting around in his overstuffed chair while he thought of what to say.  Finally he stopped, tapping his fingers on the armrest as he cocked an eyebrow.  

“Don’t you want to be a doctor?”

“What?”

“That’s what you told me the first time we met.  You want to go to med school, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Doctors lose patients all the time.  You gonna quit the first time one of your patients bites the dust?”

“That’s different.”

“How so?”  Tony stumped you with that question.  

“Well-”

“You do everything by the book, a perfect surgery, and for whatever reason your patient doesn’t wake up.  You just gonna quit then, kid?”

“But that’s different.  That’s not my fault if a patient doesn’t wake up.  Pietro getting blown up is my fault.  I don’t want anyone’s blood on my hands.”

“Loss is a part of the job, Y/N.  Hell, it’s part of life.  All of us here accept that.”

“Being a doctor and being a superhero are two different things in my mind.  I can’t…look Mr. Stark, I appreciate the opportunity to come and train with you and the rest of the team.  It’s been a really eye opening experience, but this isn’t for me.  I’m sorry about what happened to Pietro.  I really am.  I know Wanda’s, umm, I know she’s pretty angry with me and I know she has every right to be.  I mean I almost killed her brother.  I don’t want to mess up the team’s dynamic any more than I already have.  I’d rather go out on top, you know?  No one else can get hurt if I leave.  I’m sorry, but I’m not going to change my mind on this one.”

The tension between you and Tony was palpable.  Anxiety twisted your stomach in knots as you felt him bearing into your soul.  

“Fine,” he finally relented, pushing his chair away from the desk.  “You’re a big boy.  I can’t make you stay if you don’t want to.  So I’ll just take that then if you’re sure…you are sure you don’t want to do this, right?”  You nodded emphatically as Tony sighed and rubbed his temples.  “Did you call May yet?”

“I was gonna shoot her a text-”

“I’ll call her.  Never pass up an opportunity to talk to that woman,” he chuckled.  “Look, I get that everything’s a bit raw now, but the offer still stands.  If you ever feel the urge to swing around in spandex again just give me a call.  Or if you need an internship or a reference for med school or something.  I’ve got some pull with the Harvard-MIT Program.”

“Thank you, Mr. Stark.  Really.  It means a lot to me.”  He shook your sweaty hand firmly.

“You pack your things already?”

“Not yet.”

“Alright, you go pack, I’ll call May.  Should be good to go in a couple of hours.”  You turned around, reaching for the doorknob.  “Shut the door on your way out, will you?” Tony hollered from behind the desk.

******

May was only a half hour or so out from the compound by the time you finished packing up the last of your stuff.  You would’ve been done sooner had Vision not phased through the wall to confirm the validity of the rumor that you were indeed leaving the Avengers.  He proceeded to talk your ear off, philosophizing something fierce about the ideas of moral duty and responsibility.  It wasn’t quite clear what the point of the conversation was.  Still, you thanked him for his advice and awkwardly stared as he once again phased out of the room. 

You took one final sweep around the room for anything you might’ve left behind.  Once you were sure it was clear, you made your way through the maze of hallways and staircases to, not the main entrance, but the infirmary.  Pietro was still undergoing daily treatment at the hands of Dr. Cho.  While it looked like he would pull through, it was going to be a long road to recovery.  He suffered from burns all over his body, broken bones, and a concussion amongst a myriad of injuries.  The thought of leaving without apologizing to him made you sick to your stomach.  So instead of waiting for May in the bitter January wind, you decided that your time would be better spent trying to make amends for your mistake.

The infirmary was a dark, cold space.  It didn’t promote any sense of healing or comfort in your opinion.  The hallways were dark, the furniture was dark, the Stark Tech that filled every room was buzzing with excitement but was also dark.  This was definitely not the way to run any sort of hospital wing.  

Your stomach tied itself in knots the closer you got to Pietro’s room.  There was no way to predict how he’d react to seeing you for the first time since the moment before he got blown up.  For a split second you thought about turning around.  Maybe this wasn’t the best idea.  Yet deep down you now you’d never get a good night’s sleep unless you apologized for your major goof up.

Taking a deep breath, you exhaled slowly as you pushed the door open.  You were relieved to see Pietro was conscious, albeit hooked up to almost a dozen machines.  But your heart stopped the second you saw Wanda sitting next to her brother’s bedside.

“Get.  Out.” Wanda snarled, her eyes burning bright red.  You gulped hard, nearly tripping over your feet as you stumbled out of the doorway into the hallway.  There was no way in hell you wanted to be at the receiving end of another one of her outbursts.  “Don’t you dare-”

“It’s okay,” Pietro gasped.  His voice was ragged and raw from the smoke and ash he inhaled after the building collapsed.  The harshness to Pietro’s voice made you squirm. 

“Pietro-”

“It’s okay,” he repeated.  “He can come in.”  

Wanda’s eyes slowly melted back to their original shade of green although you could’ve sworn there was still a glimmer of fire smoldering somewhere in there.  You slowly slunk into the room, heartbeat pounding in your throat as you inched toward Pietro’s bed.

“Hey,” you gulped.

“Hey,” Pietro said, his lips curling into a weak grin as he tugged on his sister’s sleeve.  “Can you give us a minute?”  Wanda started to protest, but he shut her down with another tug on her sleeve.  “Please?”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ll be fine.  Not like he can blow me up again, right?” he chuckled.  Wanda shot daggers into your soul with her glare.  She stormed out of the room but not without stopping inches away from your body.  

“Hurt him again and you’re going home in pieces, understand?” she gritted through clenched teeth.  You nodded overenthusiastically.  The witch pushed by as she stormed out the door.

“Sorry about her.  She’s a little protective,” Pietro apologized weakly.

“I can see that,” you mumbled.  You were still staring through the doorway.  

“I can’t blame her.  It’s been just us for a long time.”

“She mentioned that”

“Our parents were killed when we were ten.  One of Tony Stark’s bombs crashed through our apartment building.  We were trapped for two days, waiting for it to go off.  It didn’t, but after that we shuffled through orphanages until we ran away to join HYDRA.”

“Peter never mentioned that.”

“Ehh.” Pietro shrugged.  “My sister doesn’t like to talk about it much.  HYDRA wasn’t kind to either of us.  I’m not one for revenge, but she took it the second she could.”

“So the whole thing about her puppeteering corpses-”

“Not one of her better moments,” he chuckled weakly.  “Wanda’s not a bad person, she’s just a protector.”

You stared down at your shoes, feeling immensely guilty for everything that happened.  Your ineptitude nearly cost Wanda everything she had left.

“I’m sorry about all of this,” you apologized.  

“Why are you sorry?” Pietro cocked an eyebrow.  “This isn’t your fault.”

“Yeah it is.  I should’ve seen he had the grenade on his belt.”

“If you hadn’t webbed him to the building a lot more of us would’ve been hurt.  And there’s a chance they would’ve gotten away with the virus if it wasn’t for you.”

“But you got blown up!  That’s on me!”

“Occupational hazard.  Could’ve happened whether or not you were with us or still on the Quinjet.”

Nothing you could say would change Pietro’s mind, or Tony’s for that matter: this was a mistake.  It wasn’t your fault.  That was easy enough for them to say: they weren’t the ones who dealt with the gnawing guilt.

“I told Mr. Stark that I’m.  May’s on her way here now.”

“Oh.”  Pietro’s face dropped as soon as he realized what you were saying.  “That’s sad.  I like you.  You’re a good guy.”

“I just don’t want to be a superhero.  Besides, the semester’s starting soon and I’ve gotta get back to the city.”

Pietro leaned back on his pillow.  He looked out the window, not saying anything as he let out a raspy sigh.  The room was uncomfortably quiet, save the beeping of all the various machines keeping Pietro stable.  Figuring that was the end of the conversation, you awkwardly turned around intent on leaving when a quiet voice spoke into the emptiness:

“She doesn’t hate you.  She’s mad that she couldn’t stop it herself.”

******

“Are we going to talk about it?” May finally asked about an hour into your drive back into Manhattan.  

“I’m not really sure what there is to say, May.  I think it’s pretty self-explanatory.”

“Woah woah woah.  I’m not mad at you.  If you don’t want to do this then you don’t have to, but I’d like to know just what the hell happened on that mission.”

“Pietro went boom.  Well, the building went boom with Pietro in it.”

“And it’s your fault because-?”

“I didn’t see that the bad guy had a grenade strapped to his belt.”

“And he set it off?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t see how that’s your fault.”

“I should’ve noticed that!  I didn’t and Pietro nearly died!”

“But he didn’t, Y/N.  Tony’s right, this isn’t your fault at all!”

“Look, May, I just want to go back to school.  I don’t want to be Spider-Man or whatever.  I just want to be normal.” 

You were completely exasperated with everyone’s insistence that Pietro’s blood wasn’t on your hands.  It was aggravating, irritating to say the least.  Why was everyone so insistent that YOU become the next Spider-Man?  Weird enhanced powers were one thing…you could manage those.  But all the other stuff?  Absolutely not.  All you wanted was a quiet, normal, peaceful life.  

May didn’t respond.  She inhaled sharply, nodded, and slowly turned the radio back up.  You rested your head against the window, watching as the luscious green valley slowly morphed into the familiar hustle and bustle of Manhattan.  You were finally going home.

[supercap2319]

"Michelle's Halloween party is next weekend, right?" Y/N asked as Peter lazily threw popcorn into his mouth. They were watching the new Pet Semetery on Paramount.

Peter looks away from the screen. "Yeah, why?"

"I was wondering if I could.... You know.... Wear your Spiderman costume?"

"You want to dress up like Spiderman?" Peter asked.

"Yeah. Spiderman is a very popular costume right now. I mean I might have to fix the part in the ass ,since you have a bubble butt, but.... can I?" Y/N begs.

Peter blushed. Why did everyone think he had a peachy bubble butt? Everyone knows that makes you a bottom, and Peter Benjamin Parker wasn't a bottom. At least, that's what he likes to tell himself. "Sure, but I only think it's fair I get to wear your Scarlet witch costume too."

"With the matching hood?"

"With the matching hood."

[skylarinfinity]

[male reader teleport spider-man 2099, scarlet witch and druig the eternals to his judgement room]

miguel : [panicking] where am i?!

scarlet witch : [try to read male reader mind] who are you?

druig : [just stared into male reader eyes]

male reader : i'm here to judging you [open their files] huh but seems people the already judging...

male reader : miguel o'hara, destroy two universe's but people ignore that and keep thrusting over you.

male reader : druig the eternals, controling mind's without any consent but people just ignore that.

male reader : scarlet witch, controling a town without realising and then comeback try to steal teenager power to get your son's back- and people- they call you a monster... [confused] what?

scarlet witch : [rolling her eyes] and they said nothing to do with sexism.

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Wheel of Fan Fiction Masterlist

Smut 🔥

Fluff 🌸

Angst 💧

*This is like brand new so most of the characters won't have anything just yet*

•Stranger things

-Billy Hargrove

-Steve Harrington

-Eddie Munson

-Robin Buckley (Fem/NB only)

-Argyle

-Johnathan Byers

-Nancy Wheeler

-Jim Hopper

-Joyce Byers

-001/Henry

-Will Byers (No smut)

-Mike Wheeler (No smut)

-Max Mayfield (No smut)

Hateful Cuddling - Female reader 🌸

-Dustin Henderson (No smut)

-Lucas Sinclair (No smut)

-Eleven (Jane) Hopper (No smut)

•Marvel

-Iron Man/Tony Stark

-Captian America/Steve Rogers

-Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff

-Hawkeye/Clint Barton

-Hulk/Bruce Banner

-Thor

-Loki

-Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes

-Black Panther/T'challa

-Doctor Strange/Steven Strange

-Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

-Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

-Starlord/Peter Quill

-Gamora

-Spiderman/Peter Parker

-Falcon/Sam Wilson

-War Machine/James Rhodes

-Valkyrie (Fem/NB only)

•X-Men

-Professor X/Charles Xavier

-Magneto/Erik Lensherr

-Wolverine/James Howlett

-Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

-Rogue

-Jean Grey

-Storm/Ororo Munroe

-Cyclops/Scott Summers

-Mystique/Raven

-Beast/Henry "Hank" McCoy

-Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

-Havok/Alexander Summers

•DC/Young Justice

-Batman/Bruce Wayne

-Superman/Clark Kent

-The Flash/Barry Allen

-Aquaman/Authur Curry

-Cyborg/Victor Stone

-Joker/Jack Oswald White

-Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinzel

-Wonder Woman/Diana Prince

-DeadShot/Floyd Lawton

-Kid Flash/Wally West

-Nightwing (Robin #1)/ Dick Grayson

-Red Hood (Robin #2)/ Jason Todd

-Robin (#3)/ Tim Drake

-Beast Boy/Garfield Logan

-Superboy/Johnathan "Jon" Kent

-Artemis/Artemis Crock

-Red Arrow/Roy Harper

-Green Arrow/Oliver Queen

-Black Canary/Dinah Lance

-Miss Martian/Megan Morse

-Aqualad/Kaldur'ahm

•Umbrella Academy

-Luther Hargreeves (#1)

-Diego Hargreeves (#2)

-Allison Hargreeves (#3)

-Klaus Hargreeves (#4)

-Five Hargreeves (#5)

-Ben Hargreeves (#6)

-Viktor Hargreeves (#7)

-Marcus Hargreeves (#1)

-Fei Hargreeves (#3)

-Alphonso Hargreeves (#4)

-Sloan Hargreeves (#5)

-Jayme Hargreeves (#6)

-Lila Aryu

-The Handler

•Harry Potter

-Harry Potter

-Ron Weasley

-Hermione Granger

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

-Ginny Weasley

-Draco Malfoy

-Sirius Black (Older)

-Cedric Diggory

-Oliver Wood

-Neville Longbottom

-Luna Lovegood

-Remus Lupin (Older)

-Nymphadora Tonks

-Lucious Malfoy (Older)

-Narcissa Malfoy (Older)

-Severus Snape (Older)

-Bill Weasley

-Charlie Weasley

•Marauders

-James Potter

Friendly Love - Male reader 🌸

-Lily Evans

-Sirius Black

-Remus Lupin

-Severus Snape

-Regulus Black

-Lusious Malfoy

-Narcissa Black

-Peter Pettigrew

•Greek Mythology

-Zeus

-Hades

-Posideon

-Apollo

-Hera

-Persephone

-Ares

-Athena

-Demeter

-Aphrodite

-Artemis

-Dionysus

-Hermes

•Divergent

-Beatrice "Tris" Prior

-Caleb Prior

-Eric

-Peter

-Christina

-Will

-Tobias "Four"

-Zeke

Zip line of Love - Nonbinary Reader (Requested) 🌸

-Uriah

•Star Wars

-Anakin Skywalker

-Luke Skywalker

-Leia Organa

-Han Solo

-Obi-Wan Kenobi

-Kylo Ren

•Supernatural

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castiel

-Crowley

-Lucifer

-Rowena MacLeod

-Gabriel

-Charlie Bradbury (Fem/NB only)

-Chuck Shurley

-Jody Mills

-Ellen Harvelle

-Kevin Tran

•The Walking Dead

-Rick Grimes

-Daryl Dixon

-Glenn Rhee

-Carl Grimes

-Maggie Greene

-Negan

-Michonne

-Shane Walsh

-Rosita Espinosa

-Carol Peletier

-Paul "Jesus" Monroe

-Abraham Ford

‐Tara Chambler (Fem/NB only)

-Enid

-Ezekiel

-Aaron (Masc/NB only)

•The Walking Dead Game

-Clementine

-Lee

-Kenny

-Luke

-Javier

-Gabriel

-Kate

-Louis

-Omar

-Ruby

-Mitch

-Marlon

-Violet (Fem/NB only)

IT (2017)

-Richie Tozier

-Beverly Marsh

-Eddie Kaspbrak

-Bill Denbrough

-Stanley Uris

-Ben Hanscom

-Henry Bowers

-Mike Hanlon

-Patrick Hockstetter

-Victor Criss

-Belch Huggins

•Desendants

-Mal

-Evie

-Ben

-Jay

-Jane

-Chad

-Doug

-Lonnie

-Carlos

-Uma

-Harry Hook

-Gil

•Maze Runner

-Newt

-Minho

-Gally

-Teresa

-Alby

-Chuck

-Brenda

-Aris

-Thomas

-Frypan

-Jorge

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marvel ( masterlist )

➳ 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢.

guide:

✪: author's favorite

🌺 : fluff

🥀 : angst

🌸 : smut / spicy

↬ natasha romanoff / black widow

waiting for me? 🌺 🌸

male!reader finds nat bound and gagged.

my girl 🌺

request: Natasha romanoff x female reader "you're my girl"

↬ wanda maximoff / scarlet witch

i didn't say i love you back ( maximoffs ) 🥀

y/n died a horrible death, obliterating her siblings' hearts.

the witch and reality shifter ( vecna ) 🌺 🥀

in some turn of events, vecna has captured the only other teen with powers. with the teen compromised, a certain hero saves them.

one more hour ( tasm!peter parker, wanda maximoff) 🥀

y/n didnt have enough time.

↬ peter parker / spiderman (tom & andrew only)

movie night 🌺 🌸

y/n changes her usual style. loki and peter like it... a lot.

↬ james barnes / winter soldier / white wolf

love, bucky. 🥀

in which bucky writes a letter to his dead lover.

more than four hours 🌺

a sweet morning for a sweet boy.

rapunzel ( kate bishop ) 🌺

"stop moving and let me braid your hair" with kate bishop.

love, steve. ( steve rogers ) 🥀

in which steve writes a letter to his dead lover.

↬ matthew murdock / daredevil

orange colored shades ( matt murdock ) 🌺

murdocks and their glasses. well, like father like daughter.

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Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!

Okay, okay, sooooo

Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo​, and @sevenmillionpsychos​, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!! 

So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23

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Ships:

[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]

📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)

Characters:

[Crossovers are allowed!!]

MCU:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

🥂 - Pepper Potts

🔫 - Yelena

🏹 - Kate

🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk

🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk

🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange

🔨 - Thor Odinson

🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir

🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Stranger Things:

🌼 - Robin Buckley

🐉 - Mike Wheeler

🤱 - Steve Harrington

📷 - Jonathan Byers

📒 - Nancy Wheeler

🍃 - Argyle

🍁 - Gareth Emerson

🧠 - Dustin Henderson

👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper

🎸 - Eddie Munson

😇 - Joyce Byers

🏀 - Lucas Sinclair

👙 - Karen Wheeler

🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper

🎶 - Max Mayfield

💏 - Will Byers

📣 - Chrissy Cunningham

🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio

🥃 - Murray Bauman

Lucifer:

😈 - Lucifer Morningstar

🥀 - Rory Morningstar

👑 - Chloe Decker

🚓 - Dan

🥽 - Ella

💼 - Charlette

🔪 - Mazikeen Smith

🍎 - Eve

🎓 - Linda Martin

📿 - Amenadiel

The Originals:

🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson

⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson

🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson

🧿 - Freya Mikaelson

🪬 - Vincent

🔮 - Davina Claire

🗝️ - Camille O'Connell

👠 - Hayley Marshall

🏏 - Kol Mikaelson

🎀 - Aurora

🧨 - Keelin

🧬 - Marcel

Legacies:

⛓️ - Penelope Park

🧳 - Josie Saltzman

🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson

🧭 - Cleo

🚨 - Ethan

🚀 - MG

🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman

🥊 - Jed

♟️ - Ben

🎩 - Landon Kirby

🎸 - Finch

🔥 - Kaleb

For:

✍ - Story

Length:

📈 - Long

📉 - Short

Type/Genre:

😘 - Smut

🥰 - Fluff

🥺 - Comfort

😔 - Angst

💀 - Dark

🗡 - Mafia

😊 - Cute

😍 - Flirty

🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🛍 - Shopping

🍼 - Baby/Kids

⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color(s) Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

🌿 - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

🎂 - Holiday Desserts

☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider

🌨 - White Christmas

⛸️ - Ice Skating

🧣 - Scarf

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!

[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

Bringing the Boyfriend Home (Peter Parker X Male!Reader)

Characters: Peter Parker X Male!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Mention of tattoos, piercing and mild violence/threat

Request: K so could you do a peter parker x male reader where peter wants to introduce male reader to the avengers but the male reader has like tattoos, piercings etc. And the avengers are skeptical of him but he ends up being/acting like a gentleman that he even makes an impression on the black window

The team had heard about you. Quite a lot actually- the kid refused to stop talking about you. Sure, he wasn’t technically a kid anymore since he was now in college, but still- he was by far the youngest avenger and so the nickname still stuck. It’s because of this that the team were just a little bit protective of him. So knowing Peter had a boyfriend made them want to meet you to make sure you were actually good for him. 

You’d been dating for a few months by that point- you’d met in college on the first day when you were both moving into your dorms that were just a few doors away, where you’d stuck up for him when he actually bumped into someone who immediately wanted to fight him. The guy had immediately backed down when you got involved, as according to Peter, “He was dressed in all black with a bunch of piercings and a few tattoos, so he was kind of intimidating.” 

That caught them off guard. Peter didn’t seem like the type to like someone like that, however, Peter was smitten; whenever he talked about you, he’d go all mushy and just ramble about whatever you’ve done recently- most of the time it was you getting a new tattoo, and the meaning behind it. 

The team weren’t convinced that you were as great as Peter were making out- they were worried he was truly too lovesick to see red flags or to put his foot down and say that something wasn’t right, and so they’d decided to come up with a way to meet you. It became rather easy when Tony simply asked if they could meet you and Peter happily responded with “Yep!” 

So here they were, sat at the tower, waiting for the kid and his boyfriend to show up. Clint had already commented that he felt this was a practice run for his own kids, while Tony felt like this was his run since he had finally come to terms with being a little motherly with the kid. 

It wasn’t long till the door opened, and Peter came in, pulling along the picture of image of how they all imagined you; with piercings littering your face and some tattoos being visible despite the big leather jacket on, wearing a majority of black or gray. “Hey guys! This is my boyfriend, Y/N!” Peter gleefully introduced.

“Uh, hi, nice to meet you all finally.” You introduced yourself, putting an arm around your boyfriend. Eyes glanced at Natasha. She was good at reading people. She saw you were relatively calm, but reserved. You weren’t particularly trying to appear a goody two shoes or on your best behaviour, you were just… there. However, then you looked at Peter. Her shoulder’s relaxed. 

“We were wondering what was taking him so long to introduce us, since he won’t stop talking about you.” She spoke up, making Peter flush red before you chuckled, giving him a little squeeze, before you scratched the back of your head. 

“Yeah, sorry, that’s my fault. I’ve been really trying to get over 80 on a test and I told him I didn’t want to meet you guys and be totally exhausted or be stressed and be too focused on that to have a good time. I’m very lucky to have someone who understands like he does.” You commented before she saw the look again, and she smiled. That smile was enough for the entire team to trust you, and they’d saw that look to. The look of total adoration, over spilling with love for the man beside you.

“Well good luck getting rid of us now. Peter’s told us so much about you we want to know if it’s true of if he’s so drunk in love he’s romanticising it.” Tony joked, making you chuckle. 

“Well I’ll happily spill what I know though I do warn he probably isn’t- I’m admittedly a bit soft.” You claimed, and they actually believed you. They knew they could believe you.

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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My thoughts on Netflix’s ‘The Umbrella Academy’ Seasons 1 & 2 and the liable (s)hero

Hello! I’m going to be talking about The Umbrella Academy. I got hooked on this show when it came out and my friend recommended it to me, at the time we were on our final semesters of university and had a lot of free time because we weren’t expected to take a lot of classes to focus on our final undergrad assignment, so why not binge watch TV shows! I remember the pace being quite slow, I wasn’t too invested to begin with but then later on as the episodes progressed I got so into it. And when the second season came out during this whole pandemic fiasco which was the perfect gift for us nerds!

I want to firstly mention that I've not read the comics and I don't think I'm planning on doing it soon, but I do like watching superhero movies and series. I can't describe what I'm into I just know that I like what I like which ranges from A to Z. So as an adaptation I can't say much on how the show does the comics justice, but from what I've heard from readers of the comics who've watched the show, the show pretty much follows the story from the comics (not word for word but not too loosely either) which is great I imagine. I can tell the series shows the story of these characters who we know and are invest in very well, it gets straight to the action, drama, and develops intriguing plot lines. I personally love siblings dynamics in TV shows; this family dynamic is so interesting to watch onscreen, from the flashback scenes of when they were little (I really do hope there's a spin-off with the kids!) to their current relationship that they have now with each other as siblings. The first season sets the story straight, then the next season steps it up a notch which is awesome! I love Klaus' character plot, especially the banter that he has with Ben, love those scenes and I'm glad we got to see more of Ben in season 2! In the first season I was drawn to Diego’s character specifically, and I also was intrigued by the backstory involving other characters like Reginald, Pogo and Grace. I like all the characters except for Luther but I can respect what he brings to the family dynamic and the role he plays in the story (even if it's very frustrating to watch). I like the story a lot, I can tell the writing is well thought out and it’s captivating to watch the story play out with each episode. And of course, the production is top tier, American productions really know how to produce high quality films, I really appreciate this and that it was paired beautifully with a good story! I thought the plot had pretty much every element needed to make a superhero franchise, from the conflict, character, even to (problematic) stereotypes...

I'm not very invested with superhero movies in general, but some of my favourite movies are those superhero movies. I love the Spiderman movies (the Toby Maguire ones are iconic, Andrew Garfield ones are good I enjoyed it, and I love Tom Holland's Spiderman a lot), haven't watched all of Thor but I really like Thor Ragnorok, obsessed with Black Panther, love Captain Marvel, I've watched all the Avenger movies without having watched any Ironman movies, the Hulk movie and the first Captain America movie. I also watched some of X-Men movies but I’m less invested in them compared to my mild obsession with the Avengers; I like Days of Future Past, Logan was so brilliant, and I've seen the other films but they haven't really stuck with me. So I get the gist of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (quite familiar with DC but not as much as MCU) and I have to say, I'm so done with the liable characters who are 9 out of 10 times women in these superhero franchises. Vanya is the liable character, Diego says this himself to her in season one when their house is intruded by Hazel and Cha Cha - everyone's using their powers to defeat them meanwhile Vanya does nothing because she can't and gets bruised. And I’m sick of it. I’ve seen this before with the Scarlet Witch (Wanda) and Jean Grey, and every time it’s annoying for me to watch. They’re the most powerful character, but they have no control over themselves it’s annoying! Wanda ends up having to kill Vision and it’s very upsetting for her because she loves him, and it’s all just frustrating to watch as a viewer because of her very bad timing and almost incompetence to be logical. Jean Grey is killed by Wolverine because she lost control of her powers and then in the Sophie Turner one she also dies to save her friends. 

Only tragedy for these lot who most if not all the time are women. There’s already a visible lack of superwomen, so with this liable character trope it’s sad that when women are included in these stories we’re inclined to see them through how the patriarchy views women. If they’re not the hero then they’re the love interest, and if they do get to be the hero it’s the tragic hero incapable of control. Women are “strong” and are meant to save everyone but they’re delicate, too delicate that it gets in the way of them mastering their powers. Women are emotional, they can’t be logical beings so they’re not the leader despite being the most powerful one in the group. Captain Marvel flips this stereotype on its head; that scene when we think there’s about to be a showdown between Captain Marvel and Jude Law’s character (can’t remember the name for the life of me), it’s meant to be one-on-one with no powers but she refuses, blasts him with her fist and says to him that she has nothing to prove to him. Iconic! Now that's a movie and character which is clearly written by women for women and I want more of it! I want to see more female superheros who aren’t the tragic hero with bad timing, zero control over everything including their feelings and powers. The story arc of the liable hero is overdone and predictable, so I really would like to see literally anything else. 

Vanya’s story arc was quite predictable. Of course she has to fall in love with the wrong people at the wrong time, and of course she has to face a nearly impossible dilemma to solve. From the beginning I knew I just didn't like Vanya's character but wasn't sure why, then I realised this female character was written by men, and that's why I found her so.. annoying. She's brilliant obviously don't get me wrong, she's the most powrful one but the fact that this had to be paired with her trauma from years of being neglected was utterly corny. It’s also not lost on me that there’s 7 Hargreeve children and 2 are girls; Allison’s story arc for a while was attached to an unnecessary romance with Luther, and Vanya is the seemingly incompetent one but plot twist, she’s actually the one to watch. I already knew the love story between Vanya and Sissy would be too good to last, but regardless I feel for her because Allison gets to have more than one romance throughout the course of the series, and though they also don’t really last either it’s not as heartbreaking for her to cope with when they end. Vanya gets better at controlling her powers in the second season, but she’s kind of the same lost character because she loses her memories and almost has to start from the beginning. Season 2 was also interesting to watch because it introduced a new character: Lila. So that’s another female superhero who’s also a WOC, great, but her story for me felt a bit like the liable one mostly because of her backstory which of course leads to a difficult dilemma towards the end. It'll be interesting to see what they decide to do with Lila's character in the future seasons, I don't think we really got to know her very well and I'm excited to find out more.

I really can’t wait for the next season but no rush, I can wait for how ever long it takes for the team to not slack, stay true to the story and deliver another season we deserve to watch (haven’t forgotten about GoT’s tragic downfall!). The screen writing is a 10/10 surprisingly for an American production, I hope it stays top tier in the upcoming seasons *fingerscrossed*. The production is obviously 10/10 and cast is 10/10. I guess the only thing lacking is the character, particularly the women which the show seems to not know what to do with them (and yet they know exactly what to do with the male characters). We only got to see a split second of the new Ben and I can’t wait to discover more of who the new Ben really is, which should be pretty exciting to watch!

[randomfandomimagine]

Headcanon Masterlist Part 2

Check out all the headcanons with the headcanon tag!

KOFI - WATTPAD - AO3

Part 1 of this masterlist!

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU

Kat & Reader Having Class Together (request)

BIG FISH

Spending Halloween On Spectre (request)

BIG HERO 6

Tadashi’s Famous Singer S/O (request)

BROOKLYN NINE-NINE

Jake Finding Out Amy Is Pregnant (request)

Jake And A Plus Size Detective Reader (request)

Jake Defending Trans Reader (request)

Jake Worried When Reader Goes Undercover (request)

Jake & Amy’s Future Child’s Name 

BUFFY

Spike Proposing To Reader (request)

Buffy, Willow, Xander & Spike Reuniting With Reader (request)

CROSSOVER

Cloud & Steve Being Reunited Old Friends (request) [FFVII & Marvel]

Avengers In Midgard (request) [Marvel & God Of War]

Kratos vs Wolverine (request) [X-Men & God Of War]

Chocobros + Rampion Crew (request) [Final  Fantasy XV & The Lunar Chonicles]

DIVERGENT

Four Watching His Male Crush Get Killed (request) 

Babysitters (request)

Being Four’s Sibling & Leaving Abnegation (request)

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

Connor Reacts To Reader’s Glitched Records (request)

Connor In Halloween (request)

Daniel & Human Reader (request)

Falling In Love With Chloe (request)

Connor Comforting Reader During Panic Attack (request)

Gavin & Pro-Android S/O (request)

Connor & Markus’ Kind S/O (request)

Connor’s Deviant Android S/O (request)

FINAL FANTASY VII

Reno And S/O Cuddling (request)

Genesis On Halloween (request)

Cloud Being Protective Of His S/O (request)

Helping Cloud Fix His Motorbike (request)

Genesis Meeting S/O (request)

Domestic Reno (request)

Reader Wearing Cloud’s Clothes (request)

Genesis Looking After Sick S/O (request)

Jealous Genesis (request)

FINAL FANTASY XV

Chocobros And Reader Under The Mistletoe (request)

Ignis Comforting Reader With Suicidal Thoughts (request)

Prompto Cheering His S/O Up On Their Birthday (request)

Domestic Gladio & Reader (request)

S/O & Ticklish Ignis (request)

Prompto’s Insecure Chubby S/O (request)

Gladio & Prompto Waking Up Their S/O (request)

Gladio & Prompto’s S/O’s Heartbeat (request)

Affectionate Ignis (request)

Ignis’ S/O When He’s Stressed (request)

Chocobros’ Confident Curvy S/O (request)

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

Roy And Olivier’s Depressed S/O (request)

Holiday With Alphonse (request)

Alphonse And S/O Trick Or Treating (request)

Alphonse’s Anxious/Depressed S/O (request)

Spending Time With Olivier (request)

Stranded With Alphonse (request)

Jean Havoc Having a Crush On Mustang Reader (request)

Playfighting With Alphonse (request)

Alphonse Meeting His S/O’s Parents (request)

Alphonse And S/O Cleaning His Armor (request)

Alphonse’s S/O Meeting Winry (request)

Mustang Reader Dating Edward (request)

GOD OF WAR

Deadly Wounded (request)

GOW Hogwarts Houses (request)

Sindri And Halloween (request)

Sindri Confessing To His S/O (request)

Sindri And Brok’s Jobs In Modern Days (request)

Sindri’s S/O Having Nightmares (request)

Date With Sindri (request)

Cuddling With Kratos (request)

Kratos With Traveler Reader (request)

Kratos Finding A Lost Child (request)

Kratos & Shy Reader (request)

Kratos and Egyptian Goddess of Death S/O (request)

Kratos and Co Reacting To Modern Reader (request)

Half Giant Reader Meeting Kratos & Atreus (request)

Baldur Reacting To Reader Getting Hurt (request)

Kratos’ Twin Brother Reader (request)

Reactions To Atreus’ Brother Powers (request)

Atreus & Baldur’s Reactions To Kratos’ Mute S/O (request)

Kratos & Androgynous Reader (request)

Atreus’ Twin Brother Helping Freya (request)

GOOD OMENS

Asexual Reader Being Friends With Crowley & Aziraphale (request)

Baking Them ‘Devil Food Cake’ & ‘Angel Food Cake’ (request)

GREASE

Kenickie’s Shy S/O (request)

HARRY POTTER

Marauder’s Superstitious Muggleborn S/O (request)

Dorm Boys’ Favorite TV Shows (request)

First Date With Bill Weasley (request)

HEROES

Single Valentine’s Day (request)

JOHN WICK

John’s House

KINGDOM HEARTS

Sora Reacting to Keyblade Master Reader Fangirling (request)

College Sora With Reader (request)

Sora Comforting Lonely Reader (request)

Sora & S/O’s Affectionate Gestures (request)

Sora’s Jealous S/O (request)

Celebrating Halloween With Sora (request)

Winter With Sora (request)

LORD OF THE RINGS

Cuddling Boromir (request)

Tending To Boromir’s Wounds (request)

MARVEL

Bucky And Steve’s Short S/O (request)

Jealousy Bucky (request)

Avengers Hogwarts Houses

Steve’s Artist S/O (request)

Loki’s Autistic S/O (request)

Tony Stuck In A Closet (request)

Avengers Reacting To British Shield Agent (request)

Thor & Loki’s Self-Conscious S/O (request)

Avengers Reacting To Reader With Anxiety (request)

Avengers Reacting To Badass Reader (request)

Loki’s Genderfluid S/O (request)

Reader With Powers Creating Scary Creatures (request)

Loki Falling For Artist Reader (request)

Stephen Strange’s Sweet S/O (request)

MERLIN

Merlin Looking After Magical Child (request)

Merlin Hogwarts Houses

Gwaine’s Shy S/O (request)

Percival Rescuing Reader (request)

MISFITS

Nathan Dating Shy Male Reader (request)

MR. LOVE: QUEEN’S CHOICE

The Boys As Halloween Creatures (request)

Victor Reacting To MC Dating Gavin (request)

Gavin Taking Care Of Sick MC (request)

Gavin Reacting To MC Blushing (request)

Gavin Asking You Out On A Date (request)

Kiro Reacting To Sharing A Birthday With MC (request)

They Realize They’re In Love (request)

How They Act When They’re In Love (request)

MC Looking After Anxious Gavin (request) 

Minor Realizing Gavin Has A Crush On MC (request) 

Minor Realizing Gavin Has A Crush On MC In High School (request)

Gavin Reacting To MC Telling Him She Loves Him (request)

Gavin Reacting To MC Sleepily Confessing (request) 

Victor And MC Reacting To Gender Swap (request)

They React To Social Reader (request)

Victor & Artistic S/O (request)

Gavin & Mistletoe

Boys With A Fainting S/O (request)

S/O Distracting Lucien From Work (request)

Victor’s S/O With Bad Self-Esteem (request)

Gavin Reacting To MC Under Anesthesia Effect (request)

Gavin & Drunk MC (request)

Gavin’s S/O With Healing Evol (request)

Gavin’s S/O With Anxiety/PTSD (request)

Gamer S/O (request)

Jealous Kirof (request)

Boys Babysitting Their Children (request)

Argument Over Jealousy (request)

MY HERO ACADEMIA

S/O With A Shadow Quirk (request)

Bakugo’s S/O Captured By Villains (request)

Jealous Bakugo (request)

Couple Halloween Costumes (request)

Reactions To Reader With Stretching Quirk (request)

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN

Jack Sparrow And Davy Jones’ Daughter (request)

Pirates Hogwarts Houses

PRIDE & PREJDUICE

Jealous Bingley (request)

RESIDENT EVIL 2

Leon Helping His S/O With Anxiety (request) [TRIGGER WARNING]

Leon & S/O In A Power Outage (request)

SMALLVILLE

Clark & Jimmy Kissing Reader (request)

Lex & Reader Taking Care Of Each Other (request)

Lex & Reader Reuniting (request)

Clark, Oliver & Lex Comforting Reader (request)

SPIDERMAN (PS4)

Peter’s Flying Shapeshifter Superhero Partner (request)

STAR WARS

Hogwarts Houses

Poe & Reader Childhood Friends to Enemies To Lovers (request)

STRANGER THINGS

Teenagers Hogwarts Houses

Kids Hogwarts Houses

SUPERNATURAL

Panic Attack (request)

S/O Coming Out As Bisexual (request) // Part 2 (request)

Reader Saved By Castiel (request)

Reader Rescued By Winchesters & Healed By Jack (request)

TANGLED

Eugene Realizing He’s Gay (request)

THE HOBBIT

Lesbian Daughter Reader (request)

THE HUNGER GAMES

Tributes Hogwarts Houses (request)

Cato & Marvel’s Shy S/O (request)

THE LUNAR CHRONICLES

Iko Crushing On A Curvy Girl (request)

Cinder And Cress As Friends (request)

Scarlet And Farm Hand Reader (request)

Cinder And Thorne (request)

Insecure S/O

Dating Jacin & Thorne (request)

THE MAN FROM UNCLE

Napoleon’s Bartender Girlfriend (request)

Napoleon & Illya Flirting With Reader (request)

Jealous Illya (request)

Illya’s Chubby Girlfriend (request)

THE OFFICE

Reader Being Andy Bernard’s Daughter (request)

THE OUTSIDERS

Dally & S/O Sleepy Cuddles (request)

Reactions To Reader Jumped By Socs (request)

Gang Protective Of Reader With Asperger (request)

Gang Comforting Crying Reader (request)

THE WITCHER

Geralt Frenemies With Witch!Reader (request)

First Kiss With Jaskier (request)

Reader Flirting With Geralt (request)

Reader Soft For Jaskier (request)

Geralt Being Jaskier’s Wingman (request)

Jaskier Comforting Reader (request)

Jaskier & Paintress S/O (request)

Jaskier & Shy S/O (request)

Reader Comforting Jaskier (request)

Reader Reminiscing With Geralt & Jaskier (request)

Jaskier & Reader’s Rivalry (request)

Jaskier & S/O’s First Big Fight (request)

Jaskier’s Trans Male S/O Being insecure (request)

Jaskier’s Strong S/O (request)

Geralt & Reader Arguing (request)

Jaskier Seeing Reader Getting Hurt (request)

Geralt & Reader Wanting Privacy (request)

Geralt & Jaskier As Parents (request)

Cahir Falling For Reader (request)

YOUTUBERS

Long Distance Relationship With Dan (request) [Phandom]

Dan’s Tall S/O (request) [Phandom]

[intoanothermind]

Action - Tom Holland

Word Count:  1.450 words

- Tom Holland x reader

Synopsis: When you went to visit your best friend in the set fo Captain America:Civil War, you didn’t expect he would listen you confessing yours feelings to two of his co-workers.

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I saw our best friend running to us as soon as I step into the Civil War’s set with Harrison. Tom Holland was always our friend ever since we were kids and when he reached fame, he made sure we accompanied him in whenever we can. According to him that was the way he wouldn’t let the fame blind him since we were the connection to his old and simple life.

“Hey, guys!” Tom ran to meet us in the entrance of the set.

“Darling, you’re drooling.” Harrison whispered in me ear before go ahead and hug Tom before me.

I made a face to him since he did not let me kick him in a very painful spot and I was soon brought to a tight embrace.

“What took you so long?” Thomas asked and I almost laugh of Harrisson’ desperate face.

“Traffic!” He almost throw the words out of his mouth.

“Liar. He lost his wallet in my hotel and we had to go back and get it when we were almost here.” I said immediately and I admit that it was for revenge for him saying that I was drooling.

Tom shook his head to us but I could still see a smile playing in the corner of his lips.

“It’s okay, guys, come on inside. I have scene to shoot in ten minutes and wanted you to see it.”

My eyes widened almost instantly and I had to hold me back not to jump out of joy. “Which scene? Steve almost crushing you with a container or Tony recruiting you?”

Tom raised an eyebrow to me.

“Nothing about me finding out the spider signal in the web shooters Tony gave me or me beating up Winter Soldier?”

I shrugged while listening Harrison’ laugh.

“You cannot judge a girl for trying.”

Tom laugh of my answer hugging my waist while walking. I felt my cheeks blushing and my heartbeat speeding up to unimaginable levels. I looked over my shoulder and Harrison shot me a wink before follow us. I was sure he knew about my crush on Tom and I didn’t care, he was one of my best friends after all and we didn’t hide secrets. However, I would really thank him if he was discreet about it once I don’t intend to tell Tom about my feelings.

“Hey, boy, there you are!” I heard a voice shouting in our direction and I almost choked with my own saliva. “Look, looks like his little girlfriend finally showed up.”

I blushed even more, but I did not know if it was because the proximity with the boy I liked for almost all my life or it was because I was about to meet one of the actor I admired. When I turned my head to see him I almost fainted when I realised Robert Downey Jr. was with Paul Rudd.

“Hi, you must be Y/N.” Robert hold my hand but he didn’t shake it like I thought he would, he turned it and kissed back of my hand instead.

“Tom talked a lot about you.” Paul commented while doing the same. God, I think I am not feeling well. If this is heaven I don’t want to get back down.

I looked to Tom just to see him grinning down at me.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I was sure my smile wouldn’t me bigger.

“Hi again, Harrison.” They said.

“And then? What did we lose?” he asked.

“Not much.” Paul answered while we walked back. “We’re about to film the beginning of the battle in the airport.”

“Y/N, you can keep my chair.” Tom announced not much after we get at the place.

“What about me?” Harrison mumbled.

“Let he be a gentleman with his girl.” Said Robert while doing a bad impression of a teenage girl.

“Don’t you see how cute they are together?” Paul provoked when he say my pink cheeks even with me trying to hide them with my hair.

“I don’t deserve it.” Tom grunted softly.

After we watched of first hand to Tom’s big entrance as Spiderman during the battle, the director give the cast a twenty-minute-break to the crew reorganize the set for the next scene. I stayed in Tom’s chair all the time with Harrison beside me. I intended to spend all the twenty minutes right there not bothering anyone even if inside I was dying to meet everyone.

When I saw Scarlett Johansson and Elizabeth Olsen approaching I was sure I would hyperventilate.

“Hey! Y/N, right?” asked Sacrlett.

“Y-yes.” I almost face palmed my own face for stutter.

“You’re really adorable.” Elizabeth commented, smiling softly to me.

I looked to where Harrison was supposed to be right beside me, but I found him foots away already.

Traitor.

I got up trying not to freak out completely. “It’s a huge pleasure to meet you.”

“Tom said you would like to meet us.” Said Scarlett.

“I absolutely adore Black Widow and Scarlet Witch and I don’t I would be able to choose better actress to the roles.” I ended up talking before even realise the words coming out of my mouth. “Sorry.” I blushed out of embarrassment.

Elizabeth laugh which relaxed my nerves a little bit.

“It’s okay, it’s good to know the sincere opinion of fans.”

I smiled as well, still a little taken aback.

“Come on, we will show you around.”

I walked with them and them treated me like I was already one of them.

“And who is you favourite hero? I mean, a male one.” Scarlett asked.

“Iron Man, without any doubt. He’s sarcastic and a genius, he didn’t need nothing abnormal happening to him to have powers, it was all work of his mind.”

They seemed impressed with my answer.

“And why not Spiderman?” Elizabeth asked genuinely curious.

“I never really liked Spiderman, not with Tommy talking about him all the time in my ear and arguing with Harrison which one was better, Spiderman or Batman.” They laughed about this. “I ended up looking more about Spiderman after Tom was scaled to the role so that way I would accompany him. Now I like the character a little bit, but not as much as I like the others.”

“Tommy, huh?!” Elizabeth joked.

“You looked about a hero you hated just because your friend was scaled?!” Scarlett has a playful voice tone and I became flustered when I saw her looking at me with a mischievous smirk. “Oh My God, you like him!”

“Wh-what?! No! Not really!” I tried to disguise my lie, but I knew they didn’t buy it.

“Don’t worry. Chris, Sebastian, Robert and Paul are talking to him right now.” Said Elizabeth. “And we are women, we recognize this look in love when we see one.”

I blushed even more and felt like suffocating. In the end, I felt as if I could tell them. Harrison already knew and it’s not like I can disguise anything when I am near Tom.

“Alright, I admit.” I grumbled. “I’m in love with Tom.”

“You what?!”

My eyes widened when I recognized the Britain accent. I almost didn’t took notice in Elizabeth and Scarlett’s expression, I just turned around to see a surprised Tom. I was determined to do anything not to ruin our friendship.

“Tom, look, I didn’t want you to know, I didn’t want to…”

I didn’t have time to finish my sentence. His soft lips collided with my own and I knew my heart made a stop for just one second before beating in an impressive speed. I kissed him back holding the Spiderman’s suit in the waist to pull him closer to me while he had one hand in the back of my neck and the other in my low back. The kiss was incredible, much more than I had ever imagined. It was caring and intense, as if he was trying to enjoy each second. When we finally pulled away, Tom had to hold me by the waist so I would not fall since my knees wouldn’t hold me up.

“What… What was that for?” I asked after stutter a few times.

“Something I wanted to do since we were fourteen.” He muttered against my lips. “I needed the guys opening my eyes about losing my opportunity and came here to tell you that.”

“And you walked into me confessing being in love with you”. I worked the puzzle, now smiling against his swollen lips.

“These words sounds better each time you repeat them.” That was everything he said before kissing me again.

This time I didn’t lose not even one second to return the kiss in the same intensity.

[tachibubu]

Despacito

Paring: Bucky Barnes x Reader

AU: Semi-Medieval, Pirates Era and Aftermath of Civil War.

Prompt: You haven’t meet Bucky but idolized him since you were a child from the stories of your parents. Bucky returned from being captured by the people from Hydra and King Rogers held a masquerade ball for the return of his best friend and you’re invited on it.

|I got to tell you something guys, I don’t really like Bucky that much. But since most of the people on tumblr likes him so I ask, why not? Also this would be semi-Medieval. Thought I’ll do something new! To be honest I didn’t quite like this since I CAN’T COMPLETELY EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED but when I finished editing (Which was weirdly fast.) I appreciated it a little bit. My thesaurus wasn’t working and there’s no Wi-Fi atm when I did this story so sorry! Anyways hoped you like it!

| WARNING: CONFUSING |

You haven’t met this man before, longhaired and piercing eyes. Just glancing at him can make you feel intimidated. Is it because he has the status as being the lone king of the pirates? Might be for the other people but for you, he is the type of man that yearned for love behind his façade. Something about him makes you feel connected at him even though you just meet him now.

Today, King Steve Rogers of the Northland held a party for the celebration on James Buchanan Barnes return. He was known as Bucky, the Lost Soldier of the Sea. The people in the discarded island known as Hydra when he was fighting for the Northland captured him. The people were happy that he was back, for you? You were ecstatic, your parents told you a lot about him. To be exact, he was your childhood hero and you can’t admit that you had a puppy crush on him.

“The theme would be Masquerade, requested by the King.”

Sam Wilson, best known as his battlefield name Falcon announced. He is known as the left hand of King Rogers as Bucky was known to be the right hand. The females scurried off, wailing and sobbing about not finding the right dress and masks as the males were distressed about their salaries and having not enough money to buy their suits.

“Ah, (Y/N).”

Wanda Maximoff, known as Scarlet Witch. She held great power in the battlefield, as she was a sorcerer; she was supposedly in the Southland where the wealthy King Tony Stark governed. Unfortunately, she didn’t like the rules that was set on that land and fled with Clint Barton. The King of Archery in battlefield and serves King Rogers, best known as Hawkeye. Speaking of him, he was beside Wanda smiling sheepishly and awkwardly waving. You weren’t really that close to him. But to Wanda. You treated her like the twin sister you never had.

“We have a surprise for you.” Clint grinned as he scratched the back of his neck. You stared at them confusedly and that’s when you feel a gloved hand covered your sightings. You heard a man giggled and you felt in glee as you uncovered your eyes and gawked at the sight.

“Peter!” you embraced the young man as he returned it.

Peter Parker, alias name is Spiderman. He is one of King Stark’s best soldiers; he was cursed to have the abilities of a spider when he was a child. He didn’t know it until he was took in by your mother, May and father Ben.

“Long time no see bug.” He spans you around and landed you gently on the rocky ground. “Wait,” you stared at him “Does this mean…?”

“Yes, King Stark would be attending the party.”

King Tony Stark of the Southland. Unlike King Rogers’s kingdom, which is only managed by the king himself. King Stark has the help of some few people that his residents voted at.

“Glad that the Iron dude would be here, he got any gifts? Iron again? How about gold, we need that.” Sam engaged in the conversation abruptly with Natasha Romanoff trailing behind. “Not going to happen,” Natasha puts her hand on her hip averted his gaze at Clint, giving in a small smile “Hey.”

“Nice seeing you again,” Clint laughed. Natasha Romanoff, known as the Black Widow. One of the soldiers of King Stark, she is the main spy in his troop of army.  

“Vision!” Wanda rushed in to give the robot a big hug. No one knew how the robot was made except for three people. They haven’t seen such advanced technology made rather than cannons that was found in Hydra. Vision was known to be one of the strongest, agile and enhanced knights at the South, serving for the better and loyal to King Stark. He embraced back and smiled at the form of greeting made by Wanda.

Peter smirked and averted his attention towards you. “So where’s the ant dude anyway?”

"The man went to his family for the time being,” Sam sighed, “The poor man needs time to heal after the War happened. Anyways how’s Rhodey and the Panther guy?”

“Well, King Stark has been by his side all day after the fall incident but he’s fine now. He’ll be able to join the ball and T’Challa returned to his kingdom, he wouldn’t be in the event sadly.” Clint glared at the members of the South. Guilt creeping in, “My bad, sorry.”

“Nonsense.”

The group including you twirled around to find both of the Kings together with their most worthy soldiers beside them. King Stark smirked at the acknowledgement he was getting as you and the others arched your back and bowed while King Rogers just face palmed in annoyance at the other King. “No need to bow for now. I told you that you should just bow when in front of other villagers! This is embarrassing.”

“Now, now Capsicle. Don’t you like the attention we’re getting?”

“Please just stitch your mouth.”

You and the others stood and watched the childish argument in amusement. It’s not any other day you see two Lord-like beings disputing each other in a foolish way since you were just a mere engineer unlike your adopted brother and his and your companions. While watching as the two males fight while Rhodey, the War Machine that stood beside King Stark tried desperately to cease the fight. You noticed a male that you’ve never meet before, longhaired and piercing eyes. Just looking at him can make your knees shook. He had this certain aura around him that you can’t pin point. His facial expression makes you think that he doesn’t care at all on what’s happening around him.

He observed the crowd of heroes and landed his eyes on you, taking note on how you were the only one staring back at him. He frowned then returned to look around who is around.

You sulked at the gesture, how rude you thought.

“Anyways, the reason I’m here it’s because I’m introducing my best friend that helped me through out the years in sailing.” King Rogers smiled and directed his thumb at the man beside him. “His name is---“

You couldn’t believe what just happened as Wanda styled your hair. “I COULDN’T BELIEVE THAT HE WAS THE SEA SOLDIER!” Wanda manipulated another rubber and made it land on her hand and proceeded to do your hair.

“I THOUGHT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HANDSOME AND COOL LIKE MY PARENTS TOLD ME!”

“Now, now (Y/N). There’s no reason to call him not attractive, after all he’s a ladies man.” Wanda chortled as Natasha applied on a lipstick. “Don’t joke on me Wanda! Also he’s so rude for God’s sake, how could that be a ladies man?!”

It was a fact when you stated that he was rude, when you were walking around at the market place, which was filled with people and you are trying to find Wanda his body collided with you and left as if nothing happened and didn’t even apologized, you also took notice on how he has a covered basket beside him. There’s also one time when you’re going in the bakery store to buy some flour as requested by Natasha, just when you were supposed to open the door the pirate roughly exited the room as the door smacked your face. He even made an eye contact yet he didn’t say a simple “Sorry" and rushed out while you were rubbing your bleeding nose. Fortunately it didn’t broke. Now, the one person you idolized so much is now just an annoying fly to you.

“Well, talk to Natasha about that. She dated him.” You instantly turned your head on your right, not minding the call of Wanda as two of the pins fall off of your hair. “You dated that grouchy man?”

Natasha didn’t hesitated to answer as she puts on one of her earrings “Yes. Only for three months. He’s not like how you described him to be.”

You grumbled incoherent words as Wanda only snickered. “Well, he’s a kind man if you try to know him. Take this ball as a chance, though it might be hard since we’ll all be wearing masks.”

“Pfft,” you rolled your eyes “Not a chance.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going with my dear brother.” You smugly said and wore the mask you made that complimented your dress as Wanda finished the last touches on your hair.

“What?”

“Sorry bug.” Peter smiled and left with Mary Jane leaving you alone as your other friends left. Natasha is with Bruce and Wanda is with Vision.

There are a lot of people in the castle, every one of them in check. People were having fun dancing with their partner; no one is alone except you. While wandering you found a waiter bringing foods and champagne around so you took one drink. Nothing to do, you emerged out of the castle and entered the back of it which lead to a beautiful view of the ocean and the night sky full of stars. You couldn’t help but love this part of the land something about it was enchanting. You grinned and placed the wine glass down and took off your heels while launching down the rocky shore. Feeling free from the world. In every step you could hear the sound of the music playing from the indoors decreasing.

You could hear the waves and the salty water scent hits your nose. You sat down near the sea and admired the view of the constellations and the calming hums of the ocean. Something about this place reminded you something but you couldn’t pin point it. While you were engrossed in your thoughts heard someone sitting beside you.

“Nice view right?”

The person is a man in a suit; his hair in a man bun and his mask’s design was gorgeous. You nod, not entirely trusting this man. Though to you, he has this presence that was rather familiar.

“Mind dancing?”  He stared at you his eyes were ice blue. He stood and held out his hand. Something about that gesture made your head ache a little but you reassured yourself and took the hand as he pulled you up. He placed your hand on his nape and puts his hand behind you. His other hand took yours, conjoining it. He led the slow paced dance while humming a song that you were familiar with.

“What are you singing?” he only smiled a toothy one.

“You will know.”

Suddenly you could hear the music from the castle clear.

Sí, sabes que ya llevo un rato mirándote Tengo que bailar contigo hoy (DY) Vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome Muéstrame el camino que yo voy (Oh)

He lead the dance suddenly into a face paced one and adding a mix of touches and salsa, “Hey!” you were flustered, as you didn’t know how to dance on this type of music only slow ones but surprisingly. Your body led you to the beat, shocking you completely. You weren’t the dancing type of girl to say at least.

Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan Solo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (Oh yeah)

Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más                                Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro

You wouldn’t admit it but you were enjoying the moment. Chuckling here and there while looking at your partner who is in the same condition with you.

“Sing with me.” He said suddenly which made you gape in confusement.

“Despacito.” He began. The song was really familiar to you and you couldn’t help but hum along and then openly sang as well. Your mind was giving you the words to say in melody, surprising you once again.

Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (sube, sube, sube)

(Sube, sube) Quiero ver bailar tu pelo Quiero ser tu ritmo Que le enseñes a mi boca Tus lugares favoritos (favoritos, favoritos baby)

You chanted the lyrics along with him until the song ended.

“Despacito.”

You heard Sam’s voice echoing saying to take off the mask now. You and the mysterious man looked once again and untied the masks.

It shocked you who to see your partner’s face.

“Bucky?” your eyes were wide as a saucer.

“(Y/N), I have something to say.”

“How did you know my name? We haven’t even made a proper conversation until now!” you backed, the sand somehow calming your aggression a little.

“(Y/N), I know you before and one thing I want you to know is that I love you.”

“What?!” he smiled, his eyes showing the opposite. It held sadness, “I need to go now. I just want you to know that I’m going to Hydra tomorrow and I need to see you once again there. Promise me please.”

“I don’t understand…”

He moved forward and kissed you, you felt butterflies in your stomach. It was a short, meaningful kiss. When you stared at his eyes, it was no longer blue but it is now warm brown.

“Be safe.” He smiled then backed away and walked towards the opposite direction of the castle. You were left in trance and your mind was full of questions. When you were brought back to reality, you tried to call out for him and maybe follow him to demand questions but his trail of footprints were nowhere to be seen.

“God, Bucky is such a douchebag.” You grumbled while biting on one of the Turkish delight snacks that you bought from the bakery store, this snack was far by one of your favorites. “There you go again,” Wanda sheepishly pinpointed while she was drinking coffee.

“I heard that Bucky would be going to Hydra in a few minutes by now.” Natasha said while biting off plain bread. You choked at the thought; you remembered that Bucky said that you should meet him, which you didn’t know the reason behind.

“Hey are you okay?” Wanda initiated.

“Yeah, I just remember that I need to feed my cattle. I’m just going to buy food in a few minutes.” You responded, took your pouch and rushed outside, running towards the shore where the on-going boats decked are.

“Weird, she doesn’t have a cattle.” Wanda sighed and proceeded to steal some of your snack that was left. Natasha only smiled.

“BUCKY!”

The crowd ceased down and stared at you weirdly while the man that you called looked at you strangely as if he didn’t knew you. “What?” he countered and embarrassment floods you mixing with anger. How could he be all right after he just kissed you yesterday you thought. Now that you realized, you didn’t knew what to say and everyone is looking at you since you just yelled for attention at one of the most intimidating man in the land. To them it was an act for a death wish making you gulp

“Uh, eh… When you get back maybe, tea sometime?” you stammered “And augh, be safe!”

You proceeded to push towards the crowd in embarrassment. “Why did I even do that?!” you panted as you stopped in front the bakery store, your heart was pounding. “But I just noticed, why is his eyes are blue?”

Meanwhile at the boat, one of the passengers nictate his eyes at the scene and confronted his captain. “Do you know that lass?”

Bucky only smiled, remembering the catastrophic moment. “Didn’t knew that girl but maybe I’ll know her in the future just like she said.”

Around the enormous rock that was near at the Lone Soldier’s boat there was a cloaked man watching the scene, his face beaming at the act that happened. He then entered the forest that lead to an isolated shore. Basket in hand, his destination ended in front of a gravestone. He removed the covers as the sweet Turkish delight can be seen and set it in front of the gravestone.

“It’s been years, right? I brought your favorite sweet once again.” He brought out his hand to see it slowly fading. He frowned, “I’m slowly fading…”

“Well at least my other self would get to grow old with you now.” He choked in tears. “I’m coming now (Y/N).” He wiped his tears off, as there are only few parts that weren’t part of the air yet.

“Despacito all right.”

With one last breath, the longhaired man with piercing eyes was gone.

On the gravestone, it carved:

 “(Y/N) (L/N)”.

||The story was confusing I know but I was thinking, should I do a prequel thing that describes what happen before this? Let me know guys! Also if I do add one, who would want to be tagged?

[therealdisneyfan2319]

The Spider and The Witch Chapter 1: The Experiment and The Flu

Summary: Peter Parker and Y/N L/N are junior biochem majors at Empire State College.  Peter needs a volunteer for his research project, and a series of events leads Y/N to come down with the flu...or does he?

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Language, blood, needles, description of medical procedures

Word Count: 3.6K

Series Masterlist | Masterlist

“I don’t know how I managed to let you talk me into going to the lab with you this early.”  You stretched your arms out as you yawned, keeping your arm just so to keep your coffee upright.

“Dude.  It’s 10 am,” Peter chuckled.

“These good looks don’t just happen, man.  I need a full nine hours.”

“Maybe if you went to bed before 3 am-” “Now wait a minute.  You’re lecturing me about going to bed early when you used to pull all-nighters slinging webs around Queens?”

“Shut up!” He swatted your arm before you had the chance to pull away.  “At least I was doing something productive with my life, not playing Pokemon-” “Completing the Pokedex is extremely productive.  Now it might not be the same kind of productive as extracting the Spidey mutation from your genome sequence, but categorizing all the Pokemon from the Galar region is an important, time-consuming task.”

Peter rolled his eyes as he rolled down the sidewalk next to you.  You chuckled, taking a sip of your coffee as you shook your head.  This sort of banter was typical of your friendship.  Peter was one of your closest friends and easy to joke with, but you also worked well together.  It didn’t hurt that you were both biochem majors and had the same sort of scientific mind.  Since you met in world civ last fall the two of you had been as thick as thieves.  It didn’t matter that he was three years older than you, a grade above you, or that he used to be Spider-Man.  Finding out that the guy in the Stark tech wheelchair who loved Led Zeppelin and Star Wars was once the friendly neighborhood superhero was not what you expected when you went over to his dorm to hang out for the first time.  Peter was used to people freaking out when they found out and was thrilled when you shrugged it off.  

“So what exactly are we doing today?” you asked.  You had volunteered to help him out with a research project he was working on.  He hadn’t told you much about it, only that it was being funded by Tony Stark and dealt with genome sequencing. 

“Nothing too crazy.  I need to take samples of your blood.  I’ll use those as test subjects against my blood.  That’ll be the control sample.”  He punched in a sequence on the keypad on the arm of his chair.  Tank tracks dropped down from the bottom of the seat as the chair began to climb the stairs to the science building.  

“You know how to take blood?” you asked, holding the door open for him as he wheeled into the building.

“Yeah, well…yeah.  I mean Sam taught me how to start an IV and drawing blood is the same principle, right?  You gotta find the vein.”

“Oh my god I’m gonna die,” you mumbled as you turned down the hall toward the lab Peter worked out of.  It was one of the newest labs on campus.  Tony Stark had donated a sizable amount of money toward the Empire State College science and research division with the provision that all the money go toward funding better facilities for students.  The new building had just opened at the beginning of the semester.  Peter was more than excited to have a space stocked with the latest Stark technology to work on his newest endeavor.  It was more convenient than trying to head upstate to the Avengers Compound a few times a week.

“I won’t let you bleed out on me, man.  Worst comes to worst we’ll just throw some webs on it and send you to New York Pres.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better about all of this?  Because it’s totally not.”  You hated needles.  You hated doctors.  The thought of someone who was decidedly NOT a medical professional fishing around your elbow for a vein made your stomach flip flop.  Maybe a large coffee wasn’t the best idea for breakfast…

The bright fluorescent lights in the lab snapped on as you opened the door.  They seemed unnecessary as sunlight flooded the windows that took up the entirety of the easternmost wall.  The overhead haze added to the sterile feel of the room: the latest in Stark Technology, ranging from microscopes and test tubes to autoclaves and fabricators, shone brightly against the lights.  It was nerd heaven, stuffed to the brim with everything anyone could ever need for any experiment they could dream of.  You threw your backpack on a lab table adjacent to where Peter was setting up his laptop.  Once you were done helping him out, you figured you’d swing by the library to start cracking on the paper for your art history course.

“So I already took my own samples earlier this week,” he explained. “I’m storing them in the fridge over there.  Mind grabbing them for me?” He motioned with his head to the mini fridge that sat next to the sink.  You walked over to the fridge, seeing a rack of blood vials sitting on the bottom shelf amongst the Petri dishes of spores and sole can of Coke.  “Don’t drop it,” he cautioned as grabbed a ziploc baggie of medical supplies out of his bag.

“Whoop.”  You fake tripped, stumbling around and swinging the tray to and fro aimlessly.  He shot you a somewhat serious glare.  You returned a toothy grin.  

“Dude if you drop that-”

“Relax, Pete.  I’ve got steady hands.”  You placed the tray on the table in front of him with the grace of a swan.  “See?” You raised your hands up defensively.  “Steady hands.  I should be a goddamn surgeon.”

“Ah yes, Dr. Y/N L/N, the surgeon who hates blood.”  He dumped the contents onto the table.  Out fell some rubber gloves, a rubber tourniquet, needles, tubes, alcohol wipes, and cotton balls.  You gulped at the sight of the paraphernalia.  “So why don’t you just sit there and roll up your sleeve so we can do this.”

“Are you sure you can’t just, like, prick my finger?”  Plopping onto the stool you rolled up the sleeve of flannel.  

“Do you want to sit here and fill up these tubes one drop at a time?” Peter asked from the sink.  The tray of tubes, empty ones and ones full of his blood, sat next to him as he washed his hands.

“Good point,” you muttered.  It felt like you were chewing on the flannel from your shirt.

“Just relax, I did it on myself the other day and I turned out just fine.”  There was a slight waver in your friend’s voice as he spoke.  Try as he might to hide it, Peter was nervous, too.  He snapped on the baby blue gloves.  You turned your head away, refusing to look until he was done.  “Can you just make a fist for-good okay, yup, I see the vein.”  The sudden coolness of the alcohol against your skin made you shiver, but you refused to look.  Even as you felt the slight prick of the needle against your skin you kept your eyes firmly shut.  “Told you I wouldn’t let you bleed out,” he chuckled, replacing the now full vial with an empty one.

“How many vials do you need?”  You strained your neck as you tried to look as far away as you could from the scene unfolding in front of you.

“I don’t know, I did six of my own.  That should be enough,” Peter shrugged.  

Six vials of blood?  Why did you even decide to do this in the first place?  You could’ve been back in your dorm in the comfort of your bed, sleeping the morning away, instead of having your blood forcibly removed from your body.  Peter definitely owed you big time.  

He removed the tube from your arm, handing you a cotton ball to stop the bleeding.  “That should be it.  Mind putting those back in the fridge for me?”  

The second your feet hit the floor your knees wobbled.  It was probably psychosomatic, but the sight of all your blood sitting inches outside where it should be made you the slightest bit queasy.  “Yeah, no problem.”  You shook your head quickly.  There was no way you were going to let yourself puke or, even worse, drop the vials and have to do it all over again.  

It took all your effort not to look down at the plastic tray in your hands.  You concentrated all your effort on staring down the refrigerator.  That ultimately meant neglecting your untied shoelace.  Before you realized what was happening you found yourself tripping over your feet.  While you managed to not lose your balance completely, the sudden jolt sent two of the vials crashing to the floor.

“Shit,” you mumbled as you set the tray on the floor.  There were shards of glass and blood splattered across the marble tile.  You quickly glanced over your shoulder, hoping Peter hadn’t seen your mistake.  Much to your relief he was engrossed in his notebook.  That bought you some time to quickly clean up the mess.  You looked around for a roll of paper towels, spotting the roll next to the sink and tearing off a few sheets.  The crimson puddles looked like they’d be easy enough to clean up.  Not thinking too much about it, you knelt down and started blotting at the spill.  A sudden stab caused you to recoil from the ground in pain.  As you examined your hand, you noticed a small scratch on the pad of your thumb.  

“You good?” Peter’s voice broke you away from staring at your hand.

“Yeah.  Dropped one of the vials and cut myself.  I’m good.”

“Was it one of mine or yours?”

“Uhh, mine.”  Truth be told you had no idea if it was yours or his.  There was no way to know which vial was which.  Peter knew.  He probably had it marked down in his laptop or something.  But you remembered that his vials were facing you when you pulled them out of the fridge.  That meant yours were away from you and there was an empty spot there.  Yeah, it’s mine.  “You need me for anything else?”

“Nah, you’re good,” Peter focused intensely on his laptop, typing away as you finished cleaning up your mess and putting the samples away.  “Are we still on for dinner tonight?  Ned’s dying to try out that new Thai place on Watts Street.”

“Yeah, shoot me a text.  I’m headed to the library for a bit.”  You slung your backpack over your shoulder as you headed for the door.  “See you.”

“Thanks again, Y/N.”

******

You spent the rest of the day in the library researching and typing and revising your paper.  The minutes ticked by as you lost yourself in the endless barrage of Western paintings you thought looked all too similar.  Yet as the day passed you found yourself feeling strange.  At first you thought you had been studying too long.  The words on your laptop screen seemed fuzzy and you found yourself re-reading the same paragraph on Donatello about a dozen times before anything seemed to click.  Then the library seemed to drop ten degrees before abruptly shooting up another twenty.  Sweat on the back of your neck ran down your shirt and chilled you as fast as it cooled you off.  The lights were suddenly too bright and even the silence was too loud.  

Shit, you thought to yourself as your felt heat radiating off your forehead.  It was probably the flu.  It had been making the rounds through campus for the better part of a month, so you weren’t completely surprised.  Closing your laptop and shoving your books in your bag, you texted Peter as you left the library:

Got the flu.  You and Ned go without me.  I’m gonna go to bed.

The walk back to your apartment wasn’t long, but it was a near-impossible task in your ever-worsening condition.  Every step felt like you were trudging through molasses.  Your legs were as heavy as cement and you prayed you wouldn’t trip because you weren’t sure you’d be able to get up again.  Tears clouded your vision.  Rubbing your eyes didn’t help.  The only thing on your mind was downing half a bottle of Nyquil and passing out as soon as you got back to your room.  

Much to your relief you walked into an empty apartment.  Peter and Ned must’ve already left for dinner.  You kicked your shoes off and dropped your bag at the front door.  There was no doubt in your mind that this was the flu: you felt like absolute garbage as you shuffled to your bedroom.  As you flopped on the bed, clothes and all, your body felt like it was made of lead.  Bone-crushing fatigue consumed you as you shivered on top of your bedspread.  You prayed that you’d be able to get a little bit of sleep to help dull the pain.

When you woke the following morning, you were surprised to find that you didn’t feel sick at all.  In fact, you felt better than you had in a long time.  There wasn’t any evidence that you felt so poorly only a few hours ago.  You swung your legs around to the side of the bed and stared at the floor as you thought about what you were going to do all day, but when you tried to stand up something was off.  As you stretched your arms above your head, you felt something engulf you: it was your blanket.  It was stuck to your hands.  

Did I spill Nyquil on my hands? you wondered as you tugged at the fuzzy fabric.  No, I didn’t take any Nyquil last night.

It took a considerable amount of effort to tear just one of your hands away only for it to stick on the wall as you balanced against it for support.  Paint flaked away as you ripped your hand away.  At that point you weren’t sure if you were still asleep or not.  Squeezing your eyes shut, you reopened them to find flakes of drywall still attached to your fingers.  What the hell?  You shook your hands, trying to free yourself of the debris, but as you flicked your wrist downward, you heard a loud thwack.  The sticky white residue covered Marty McFly’s face on the Back to the Future poster that hung next to your bed.  That same white residue balled up on the inside of your wrist.  When you tried to pull it off, a long spindly web came with it.

Oh fuck.

The implications of what just happened were huge to say the least.  The vial you broke yesterday wasn’t yours: it was Peter’s.  His blood contaminated yours when you cut yourself and now you had…spidey powers?  It couldn’t be.  This all had to be some sort of nightmare.  You were just a normal guy trying to make it through college relatively unscathed.  Sure, your roommate was an Avenger and that was a little weird, but other than that your experience was pretty normal.  You had no interest in having superpowers or saving the world whatsoever.  

“Everything okay in there, man?” Peter asked as he rapped on your door.  It momentarily snapped you out of your panic.

“Uhh yeah, yeah.  I’m good,” you hollered through the door, still looking at the web in your hand.  

“You sure?”

“Yeah.  I’m okay.  Just, uhh, knocked my blankets off the bed.”  You wiped the web up with a tissue, praying that it wouldn’t stick to your hand, too.  It didn’t, much to your relief.  

“How are you feeling?” he called as you started taking off your clothes from the day before.  A long shower would help you figure out what your next move was.  

“Good.  Great actually.  I feel fine,” you responded, throwing your dirty t-shirt on the ground.  “How was dinner?” “It totally sucked, man.  You didn’t miss much,” Ned’s voice was faint as he yelled from the kitchen.  

“Bummer.  I told you that you should’ve done Indian instead.”

“Well hey if you’re feeling better why don’t we go for lunch?” Your stomach grumbled at the thought, but images of getting stuck to the subway pole loomed in your mind.  “Yeah, sure,” you responded absentmindedly while kicking your pants off and grabbing a clean pair of sweats off your bed.  

Wearing nothing but your boxers, you opened the door fully intending to go straight to the bathroom.  The second Peter and Ned saw you their jaws dropped.

“Dude!” Peter exclaimed. 

“Wha-?”  

“Woah!  Y/N, when did you get ripped?” Ned asked.  You were thoroughly confused.  None of your hobbies included going to the gym or working out.  What were they talking about?  The lights came on in the bathroom and as your eyes adjusted to the brightness you were shocked.  It was like someone took a  chisel to your body overnight.  There were muscles in places you didn't know there could be muscles.  The reflection in the mirror showed you defined pecs, swollen biceps, and the faintest outline of a six pack.

“What the hell?” you mumbled in disbelief.  Your fingers traced over your chest, taking in the new body you’d inadvertently fallen into.  It was a surreal experience seeing an unfamiliar body in the mirror.  It was almost like you were watching someone else live your life while you watched from outside yourself.

“Are you sure you’re alright, Y/N?” Peter asked as he wheeled himself in front of the bathroom door.

“Yeah.  I’ve just got spidey powers now.”  It didn’t even feel like you were the one saying those words.  Haze clouded your periphery, forcing you to focus on the newness of your body.  It was an out-of-body experience in every way.  There was no way to really process the profundity of the situation.  

“You WHAT?”

Time stopped.  Everything stopped.  Peter’s face contorted with dozens of emotions in the blink of an eye.  Glass shattered on the kitchen floor as Ned’s glass slipped out of his hand.  

“Umm, yeah I guess.  I’m starting to think that was your blood that I cleaned up yesterday.”  You half expected Peter to be furious at the truth, but the beaming grin on his face told you otherwise.

“It worked!  Holy shit it WORKED!”  He spun his chair around excitedly, whooping all the while.  “Mr. Stark, oh man, he’s gonna be so excited!  He’ll want to meet you.  Man, now he doesn’t even need to look for someone to be the next Spider-Man because…oh this is great, I can teach you everything!  That way you’ll be WAY ahead of where he thinks you should be and he’ll let you onto the team fas-”

“The next Spider-Man?”

“I mean yeah, Mr. Stark will definitely want to talk to you about it,” Peter replied.

“Dude, I’d kill to be Spider-Man!” Ned added, sweeping up what remained of his glass.

“No way, absolutely not,” you groused as you stormed out of the bathroom.  “No offense, Pete, but I don’t want to be an Avenger.”

“You don’t have to make a decision now.  I don’t even know if he’ll ask.  I mean he probably will but that doesn’t mean anything.  He might just want you to come in to do, like, more testing or something.”  Peter gingerly walked back his excitement.  The prospect of training the next Spider-Man brought a sense of optimism back into his life that had long been forgotten.  Losing his identity as the local neighborhood web slinger stripped away a core part of his identity: Peter Parker and Spider-Man were one in the same.  Sure, he still used his powers and webs when he could, but it wasn’t the same.  Tony had offered to make him an exosuit after the accident, but he knew that he couldn’t do it anymore.  One close brush with death was more than enough for him.

“Look,” you sighed, “I’m not you.  I don’t want to go out and swing through Manhattan and stop burglars or fight weird lizard things.  I just want to be a normal guy doing normal guy things with my normal guy friends if I can even call the two of you normal.”  Peter chuckled half-heartedly.

“Wait, can you stick to the ceiling?” Ned suddenly asked.  You sighed again, shaking your head as you extended your arm up and jumped: you stuck.  “Woah!  That’s sweet!”

“Yeah, it is kinda cool I guess,” you chuckled as you watched your fingertips completely suspend your dead weight from the ceiling.  Getting used to your new body was a curious sensation.  Everything felt sharper.  Colors were brighter and bolder.  You saw incredibly small movements even from the corners of your eye.  Your body felt stronger and faster and more agile.  It was strange, spending your entire life as a regular human being and then waking up one day twenty years later with these weird spidery feelings tingling inside you.  

“Do you want one of my web shooters?” Peter asked as you dropped down.

“Web shooters?”

“Yeah,” Peter replied questioningly as he raised an eyebrow.  “You don’t think I can actually make webs, do you?”

You responded by mimicking the hand gesture Peter frequently showed you, flicking your wrist downward as a raveled strand of webs flew out of your wrist.  Peter ducked his head out of the way in the knick of time while Ned’s jaw dropped in amazement.  

“Didn’t see that coming, did you?”

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Y/N: *Walks into the kitchen* “Morning.”

Wanda: “Morning. Did you just get home?”

Y/N: “Yeah.”

Wanda: “Wait a minute, you didn't come home all night?”

Y/N *Rolls eyes and jokes* “No, mom. Why?”

Wanda: “I must be going nuts 'cause I could've sworn I saw you when I walked past your room.”

Y/N: *Blushes* “Was it about 2:30? Was I half-naked?”

Wanda: “Y/N, what’s going on?”

Y/N: “Well, I was sorta messing around with Peter last night and...”

Wanda: “Messing around?”

Y/N: “Yeah. Having sex.”

Wanda: “Oh.”

Y/N: “See, this is why I don't want to talk to you about this. It's weird talking to my sister about sex anyway.”

Wanda: “Well, tough. Pietro’s with Clint on a road trip so, spill.”

Y/N: *Sighs* “Well, we were doing, you know, and I was about to, you know, and suddenly I teleported out to my room.”

Wanda: “Oh my god, you didn't? Did he notice?”

Y/N: “No, thank god, I teleported back in before the lights came back on. Talk about embarrassing.”

[superherostudentproject-blog]

Understanding Superheroes; Abilities, Weaponry, and Beyond.

          Superheroes and comic book characters alike have appealed to a wide range of audience members throughout time, and will most likely continue to do so. Characters like Batman, Aqua Man, Cat Woman, Wonder Woman, or Supergirl all come from very distinct backgrounds, hold a vibrancy of unique abilities, and some even are literally out of this world. Quite possibly what distinguishes one superhero from the next, is how they defend themselves and fight for justice in the rage of fury. Thor has his hammer, Captain America has an indestructible shield, while Wonder Woman wears a complete battle armor ensemble. So how do these weapons and abilities tie into what makes a superhero, a superhero?

           The first printed superhero comic book with a distinct costume and superhuman abilities was Action Comics #1, released in 1938; staring Superman himself. It arguably was the faint beginning of major franchises like DC and Marvel, and still to this day is the most valuable comic book in existence. ( An estimated $3.2 million at its peak) Since then, audiences have seen these characters have deal with deep seeded personal issues, politics, social issues, even times of war and terror. The ideas behind creating Superman originated during the Great Depression, when people sought after a new world, one to give hope and bring optimism. Soon after came a darker, but still determined Batman, and eventually sidekicks like Robin or Toro. After Wonder Woman joined the game, writers chose to represent current political reflections of groups like the Axis Powers and the Allies by creating different universes. Not everyone within the general public supported the age of Superheroes however, as it defied authority, in addition to highlighting provocative romance and bloody violence. Some advocated for superheroes to work alongside the police and detectives, as a way to truly represent unity. By the mid 50’s and early 60’s, powerful clans like the Justice League and Fantastic Four introduced a newer, more specialized set of guardians like Iron Man, Aquaman, Captain America, Spiderman, and Black Widow.

          By the time we had reached the late 80’s and early 90’s, writers with audience members alike felt it crucial to expand on character development as it may relate to the reader. We learn that Iron Man was once an alcoholic, Spiderman may have been molested as a child, Hulk was viciously abused as a youngster, and Batman’s parents were murdered point blank in front of him. Eventually as we all know, the superhero franchises went on to make billion dollar films with A-list talent, in addition to selling out on everything from trading cards to board games, t-shirts, dolls, Halloween costumes, even auctioning for props used in the films.

          With the immense and almost overwhelming amount of characters being developed on such a consistent basis, how can we distinguish good from evil, a hoax hero from a warrior? How does weaponry, sexuality, or appearance play into a role?

          For the last several decades the demigoddess Wonder Woman has been the face of feminism, furthermore representing appreciation of culture, strength of character, and dignity. Not to mention, her armor tells a story of its own.  Her royal tiara not only represents a physical symbol of her royalty and heritage, but its jagged edges are used as a throwing weapon with a boomerang effect frequently. Her Lasso of Truth not only has a pretty cool glow to it, it still was designed as an apparatus for pulling truths from villains in times of crisis. Her magical sword doesn’t have as much of a strong history as the rest of the ensemble, except that if needed, the sword could take down Superman and allegedly break through the smallest of atoms. The Sandals of Hermes give her abilities to fly, increase in speed and in strength. Her entity is a direct reflect reflection of the type of warrior she is.

          A common factor in deciphering men and women in comic books, is seduction. Rogue from X Men for example, harnesses the ability to absorb power over her enemy by a simple touch. She gains exclusive access to an archive of thoughts, emotions, and memories, in addition to being able to strip ones abilities if touched long enough. While a hero like Storm who also makes an appearance in X Men, holds a direct line to mother nature herself. Storm controls the elements; wind, fire, earth, sea, and sky.  Scarlet Witch who too is connected to the franchise, has the ability to manipulate reality in a number of ways, most notably with a single stare.

          On the opposite side of this superhero spectrum, we find heroes like Superman, Spider-Man, and Iron Man. Juxtapose to feminine ideals of holding integrity and pride, even celebrating sisterhood, more male dominated heroes are seen as protectors or providers. Superman was meant to represent the American Way in his farm boy roots, he cuts down on the war on crime, and without him, the world would basically fall apart. Masculinity is the driving force behind each of these men. Notice that more often than not, the majority of male figures grapple more so with each other than against the enemy. Batman vs. Superman for example is initially built upon misunderstanding, but ultimately becomes territorial. In the DC world more male figures hold strengths through physicality’s and less through weaponry, as seen in a Marvel World. While Batman and Spider-Man may hold sophisticated gadgets as accessories, characters like Iron Man and Captain America strictly rely on their suits to give them power in battle.

          Going a bit more in depth, perhaps the initial attraction to Captain America was his unique relatability to the audiences of the time. In the midst of war, Steve Rogers decides to enroll in the army by doing his part to give back to our great nation. When turned away for his frail figure, he joins an experimental program designed to make him the next super-soldier. Though the experiments increased his overall muscle mass, his star spangled shield makes him stand out from the rest. His arsenal is comprised of everything from assault rifles, to pistols, firearms, and bombs. And why not? He is Captain America. He’s normal just like everyone else but with his impressive gadgets, anyone could be the next guardian of our galaxy.  Once again, reinforcing principles of masculinity and power through physical actions, less through spoken word and emotion.

          If there is only a single concept both male and female superheroes share, it is calling to fight for a better world despite their original circumstances. Superheroes resonate with their audiences in a much deeper capacity then we may fully be able to comprehend; they ultimately represent the people we one day hope to be. 

Written By: Ashley Burton

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Moore, Rose. "Wonder Woman's 12 Most Powerful Weapons." Screen Rant. Screen Rant, 11 Nov. 2016. Web. 01 Apr. 2017.

Casalena, Emily. "15 Most Powerful Female Superheroes Of All Time." Screen Rant. Screen Rant, 21 Nov. 2016. Web. 05 Apr. 2017.

Parrish, Robin, and Skywalker Says. "10 Awesome Superhero Weapons." Forever Geek. Splashpress Media, 12 Oct. 2011. Web. 02 Apr. 2017.Rosenberg, Robin. "The Psychology Behind Superhero Origin Stories." Smithsonian.com. Smithsonian Institution, 01 Feb. 2013. Web. 01 Apr. 2017.

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[therealdisneyfan2319]

The Spider and The Witch Chapter 4: The Mission and The Mistake

Summary: As Y/N's time with the Avengers comes to a close, Tony wants him to get some firsthand experience by joining the team on a mission.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Mild language

Word Count: 2.5K

A/N: Sorry for the sporadic posting. I've been dealing with a lot of personal stuff that hasn't given me the mental capacity to write or do anything really. The urge to write has been extremely low and I don't really want to anymore. I'm hoping it's just a phase and that I'll be able to power through and keep writing. In the meantime, enjoy chapter 4 :)

“No.  Absolutely not.  He’s not ready, Tony.  He’s not coming.”

“He’ll be fine.  We’ll make him our water boy.”

“Who’s going to watch him?  Are we supposed to get a babysitter?”

“He’s got Karen, she’ll keep him out of trouble.”

The back and forth between Steve and Tony drolled on as you zoned out.  You were due back in Manhattan at the end of the week and you were more than excited to get back to late night study sessions and chemical equations.  The past month at the Compound was a transformative experience in so many ways, but you didn’t particularly enjoy it all too much.  It was difficult making friends with the rest of the team.  Bucky was the closest thing you could consider a friend seeing as you spent every morning in the weight room with him, Natasha coming in at a close yet still distant second.  Most evenings you spent alone in your room, frozen vegetables strategically spread over your battered body and the faintest image of your corpse being magically driven by the Scarlet Witch in the corners of your mind. 

Being an Avenger wasn’t what you wanted.  If anything this experience further solidified your decision to pursue medicine.  But Tony didn’t want you to leave without getting some real-life experience.  There was a mission planned for the end of the week.  Rogue A.I.M. agents had been tracked to a secure facility in Washington, D.C. where they were planning on stealing the last remaining samples of the Extremis virus.  The mission was simple: get in, get out, ensure the sample’s safety.  It was going to require all hands on deck.  A month of training had given you rudimentary Spider-Man skills.  You didn’t think that you would be useful, but Tony obviously thought otherwise.

“Tony, Steve’s got a point.  He’s only been here a month,” Natasha added.  “What if he gets caught up in a mess?  We can’t have eyes everywhere all at once.”

“There’s going to be more than enough of us to make sure that he’s got backup if he needs it,” Tony explained, rubbing his temples.  

“Look, I don’t have to go.  That’s more than okay with me,” you interrupted.  A dozen heads abruptly turned in your direction.  It felt like everyone forgot you were actually in the room.

“You’re going and that’s final, young man,” Tony snapped.  “I’ll keep him under my watch.  He won’t cause any problems.”

“And what if someone gets hurt?  Then what, Tony?” Steve asked. 

“He won’t get anyone hurt.  Well, except maybe some bad guys, but that’s okay.  You won’t hurt anyone, Y/N.  Right?”  You quickly nodded.  “See, look, he just promised he won’t.  Case closed, he’s coming, see you all tomorrow.”

Great.

******

Spandex clung to you a little too tight as you sat in the very back of the Quinjet.  Maybe it was the anticipation of your first mission, but everything felt a little too tight, a little too warm, and a little too loud as you flew towards D.C.  You nestled up into the back corner, cool metal radiating through your suit and feebly working at cooling your skin.  The apprehension about your first mission was one you’d never felt before: it was like the anticipation of a final exam dialed up to an eleven.  While you could always retake a course if you failed, there were no do-overs if you messed up on the mission.  A sense of dread looming over you, you failed miserably at relaxing into your seat.

“So,” You looked up as Tony plopped down next to you, “how are you feeling?”  You shrugged.  “Nervous?”  You shrugged again. “Everyone’s first time is a little nerve wracking.  Performance anxiety’s a killer.  Hey, did you know that one out of every-”

“Where exactly are you going with this, Mr. Stark?”

“Here’s the deal: we’ll drop in, you hang back.  We’ll call you when we need you.  Water cooler’s over there.” He motioned to the orange cooler resting in the opposite corner.  

“So that’s it?  Just swing in with the water and swing out?”  

“Pretty much,” Tony nodded.  “I just want you to get a smidge of experience before you get out of here.  Nothing too crazy, maybe have you shoot a web at a building or a tied-up bad guy.”  He clapped you on the shoulder rather awkwardly.

“Thanks,” you replied.

“Look alive, kid.  We’ll be heading in soon.”

While Tony turned to address the group, you found yourself deep in your own world.  Logically you understood that the likelihood of being in danger was extremely low.  Even so, images of Peter’s final fight flashed through your mind.  The last thing you wanted was to end up like him.  You also felt incredibly unprepared.  These were literal superheroes fighting literal bad guys.  It wasn’t your wrestling room, faux-city training sessions with Tony’s drones: this was the real deal.  Things could go very wrong and people could get hurt.  While Tony asserted his confidence in you, you doubted your own instincts.  Your “spidey sense” was still faulty in the sense that it was difficult to tell what was a true threat and what was a false alarm.  If you couldn’t trust your own superpowers, how could anyone rely on you to get the job done?

“You get all that, kid?” Tony’s voice snapped you back to reality.

“Huh?” you answered, jerking your head towards him.  “Uhh, yeah.  Yeah.  Let’s do this.”

Natasha chuckled, shaking her head as she tossed Clint some more trick arrows.  “This is gonna go well,” she muttered.  

******

“Rogers to base, we are over the drop zone,” Steve called over the radio.

“This is base.  Area secured, you are all clear,” the agent’s voice crackled over the other end of the radio.  “I repeat, you are a go.”

Steve stood up, placing his headset on the dashboard before turning to address the group.  “You all know your parts, let’s get the job done.”  Bucky snapped off an exaggerated salute as Steve rolled his eyes.  

“Once we land, you’ll-”

“Stay on the ship, I got it,” you interrupted as Tony tried to remind you yet again of your inaction on the mission.

“Call if something catches fire,” he instructed, his nanosuit deftly encapsulating his body.  

As the ship landed, you hugged the back wall as everyone departed.  Steve, Bucky, Natasha, and Clint took off toward the main bunker where the virus was being held.  Wanda and Pietro would secure the perimeter while Tony, Sam, and Rhodey took to the sky to keep an overhead watch.  Sighing, you slumped down, clutching the silky mask in your hands and watched the mission unfold in real-time over the holographic display.  Steve’s crew expertly navigated the maze of buildings and security measures as they trekked toward the holding facility.  Wanda hovered overhead, observing Pietro dash wildly around the entire complex.  He was a mere blur against the grainy screen, barely visible to the naked eye.  Even higher were the three flyers: stationary yet constantly scanning for threats.  

So far, so good, you thought.  No enemy agents had been spotted, making this retrieval of Extremis easy.  Standing up and stretching your arms overhead, something caught your attention on the bottom of the screen.  A small shadow flickered near one of the other buildings.  It was difficult to make out what it was at first.  As you studied it further, your eyes straining against the low video quality, your heart started to race: a group of A.I.M. agents had somehow made it through all of the Avengers’ defenses.  Regardless, they were slinking their way towards Steve and his crew were retrieving the virus.

“Karen, I need to talk to Mr. Stark,” you shouted as you pulled the mask down over your face.

“Hold on, I’ll connect you,” Karen’s quasi-robotic voice politely responded. 

“Fire extinguisher’s right under the-”

“There’s a bunch of bad guys heading toward the south entrance of the building where Cap is, Mr. Stark!” you exclaimed somewhat aggressively.

“What?  You sure?”

“I just saw them on the video feed.  There’s, I don’t know, maybe half a dozen of them?”

“Armed?”

“Yeah-?  At least I think so.”

“Well, you spotted them.  Finders, keepers, so why don’t you swing on in?”  Your heart lurched, as did your stomach.  You were being called into action.  

“Karen, I guess we’re going in,” you sighed, tugging at your mask.

“Would you like to activate instant kill?” she asked.

“No.  No, I’m good.  Let’s…let’s just see what happens, I guess-?”  Taking a deep breath, you jogged off the ship toward the commotion.  Your jog quickly morphed into a sprint as you eyed the nearest tall object.  An oversized gate post became your target as you flicked your wrist, a silky white web launching out and attaching itself to the concrete structure while you used your momentum to propel yourself into the air.  

The weightless feeling of web-slinging wasn’t one you particularly cared for.  You hated roller coasters and anything of the like.  The inevitable lurch and stomach drop were two sensations that were extremely unnerving.  At least while swinging you could control whenever the weightless sensation occurred.  

As you crested in mid-air, no webs to tether you to solid ground, you shot another web to the side of a building, pulling yourself closer and closer to your foe.  The rhythmic thwip and release of your webs and the wind whooshing past your ears was unusually calming: it calmed your overactive senses and focused you on your objective.  

“Karen, can we get a location on the bad guys?” you asked as you landed somewhat awkwardly on the side of one of the robust brick buildings.  

“Targets are in the building directly to the southeast.  They’re heading north toward the building where Captain Rogers is.”

“How many are there?”

“Eight, but there could be more.  I’m not able to scan inside the buildings.  That building’s walls are lead-lined.”

“Okay, umm, guess I’ll just follow them-?”

“Would you like to activate instant kill before you start moving?”

“What is it with you and that goddamn instant kill, Karen?” you gritted.  As you stuck to the wall, postulating what your next move was, you felt something whoosh by you: it was the flyers.  Rhodey and Sam were nosediving directly toward the agents, Redwing following closely behind them.  Tony fell back and drifted over toward you.

“Nice job,” he complimented as his helmet flipped up. “We can take care of it from here, but if you wanna hop down and shoot a web at them just to kick a little extra sand in their face, be my guest.”

“Sounds good,” you responded.

“Great!  I’ll let you know when we’re ready for you.”  He flipped his helmet back down, his hand propulsers firing him toward the fight on the ground.  Steve and his team had joined in, fighting and easily overpowering the A.I.M agents.  You smirked underneath your mask.  As much as you didn’t like being part of the Avengers, it was pretty cool to see them kicking butt.  Clint was shooting off trick arrows that were exploding and dropping nets.  Steve had one of them cornered, using his shield to keep another one at bay while Natasha roundhouse kicked him.  Bucky was shooting in every which way.  It was reminiscent of a Fourth of July celebration.  The colorful fireworks and booming explosions were replaced with the hazy smoke and echoing pops of gunfire.  The sulfuric scent of the powder overpowered your scent even though you were stories in the air.  Yet as the scene wore on, your spidey sense told you something was off.  

“Hey Karen, can you scan the area again?”  The eyes of your mask narrowed as you slowly circled your head around the perimeter.  “Wait, hold on, what’s that?” you asked, the hair on the back of your neck standing up as something spooked your senses.

“Three more agents, heading up the southwest corridor.”

“Shit!”  The rest of the team was directing all their attention to the primary group of agents.  There was no way they’d be able to see these other three.  But there were only three.  The odds were in your favor and you could probably deal with them long enough for Tony to fly over and give you a hand.  “Karen, if they get into that building they’re gonna take the samples…shit.”  Time you spent contemplating what to do was time wasted in the grand scheme of stopping anything bad from happening.  Taking a deep breath, you lept from the building, aiming your webs as close to the targeted building as possible: it stuck.  You swung forward with all your might.  

Your field of view narrowed and sharpened as the three assailants drew closer to you.  Hoping they didn’t sense your incoming presence behind them, you shot a web at the one furthest from you.  It snared his legs and he hit the ground with a loud yelp.  The other two whipped around, their guns pointed straight at you.

“You know, I’d like to get home in one piece,” you quipped as you trapped the next one to the wall of the building just as you landed on it yourself.  He stuck to the wall just as you landed against it.  The man yelled in protest, so you webbed his mouth shut.  The third assailant sprinted on, firing sporadically at you as he ran past the building.  The bullets pinged off the building, chunks of brick popping off in every which way.  Somehow you could tell where the bullets would land before they did: chalk one up for Spidey sense.  

“Nope,” you shouted.  The assailant dodged and weaved as you shot burst after burst at him.  His luck quickly ran out.  You awkwardly trapped him on the yellow bollard set alongside the sidewalk.  The angle of your webs caught him on the butt.  It left him wriggling like a worm.  

The sight of three rogue agents caught in your trap unexpectedly filled you with a sense of smug satisfaction.  Maybe you weren’t as helpless as you and everyone else thought.

“Hey Karen, can you let Mr. Stark know about these guys?” you asked.  Just then a wild dust cloud tore towards you: it was Pietro.  The dust settled around him as he stopped, his hair whipping wildly in the remnants of his self-contained cyclone.  His blue shirt, drenched with sweat and dirt, clung to his heaving chest as he caught his breath.

“Did you do…this?” Pietro asked, motioning to the three captives with his finger.

“Yeah,” you yelled, jumping down from the wall.  “Karen’s gonna let Mr. Stark know about them.”

“Nice,” Pietro grinned as he pushed a strand of hair from his face.  “I’ll go back in and double check on everything.  Make sure it’s all safe, you know?”  He turned on the spot and jogged toward the door.  You were a fair distance back from the building watching Pietro head inside when you saw it: the thug you strapped to the wall managed to wiggle his hand to his utility belt, get his hands on a grenade, and, much to your horror, pull the pin as Pietro opened the door to the pressurized building.

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The Spider and The Witch Chapter 2: The Visitor and The Proposal

Summary: After gaining Spidey powers in an experiment gone wrong, Y/N finds an unexpected visitor in his room who offers him the proposal of a lifetime

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Mild language

Word Count: 1.2K

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The last person you expected to see spinning in your desk chair was Tony Stark.

“Holy shit!”

“That would be ‘holy shit, Mr. Stark’ to you,” Tony answered as he grabbed your desk to stop himself from spinning.  

“Sorry, Mr. Stark,” you mumbled, dropping your backpack to the floor.  

“I’m kidding.  Just kidding.  Ask Peter, he’ll tell you about my sardonic sense of humor.”  He extended his hand to you.  “You must be Y/N.”

“Yeah,” you gulped as you shook his hand.  Your hand was sweaty.  Hopefully he didn’t notice or care too much, but the Tony Stark was standing right in front of you, shaking your hand, in your bedroom.  

“Peter told me about your little…mixup in the lab the other day.” He shoved his hands in his pockets, wandering around your room as he looked at everything on your shelves.  “Guess that’s one way of testing your experiment.”  You chuckled weakly, watching him as he picked up a science fair trophy you’d won in high school.  “First prize, huh?”

“Junior year.  Natural occurrence of bioluminescence in various ecosystems.”  You felt wildly inferior telling the head of Stark Industries about the science fair project you spent hours working on back in high school.  But you figured Tony wasn’t here to discuss your high school endeavors.  “Mr. Stark-”

“I get it.  You’re a busy man, I’m a busy man, let’s cut the bullshit and get right to it.  You can do things now, things some people only dream of.  I’ve been looking for someone to take over for Peter for a while now.  The job’s yours if you want it.”

“Mr. Stark-”

“It’s a lot, I know.  One minute you’re studying for…what are you studying?” He snapped his fingers and cocked his head as if he was trying to remember a long forgotten conversation between the two of you.

“Biochemistry.  Studio art minor.”

“One minute you’re studying for your bio midterm, the next minute you’re hanging from the ceiling and shooting webs out of your wrist-?”  He looked down at your arm hanging by your side, almost asking you to show off.  You flicked your wrist in front of you as a web shot wildly from your wrist, landing on the window over to your left.  “Aim’s a little off,” Tony noted, “but we can work on that.”

“Mr.-”

“Peter’s old room is free.  You can take that.  It’s right next to Vision’s.  He’s got a bit of an issue with phasing through walls, but that’ll get better the second he sees you naked for the first time.”

“Mr. Stark, thank you for the offer, but I’m not interested.”  

Tony studied you.  You felt like he was trying to unravel the deepest depths of your brain.  He looked you up and down, his eyebrows raised as he tried to figure out what was really going on behind your eyes.  “You sure?”

“Yeah.  I mean Peter’s told me enough stories to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground.”

“Can’t say I’m surprised.  Peter told me you’d say no.”  He stared at your Back to the Future poster, his hands once again shoved in his pockets.  “We can’t all be heroes now, can we?”

The room suddenly felt too hot as your face tinted red with shame.  His unspoken disappointment hung in the air.  While you knew you weren’t under any obligation to join, you knew that Peter’s loss left an indelible hole on the team.  It was a sensitive situation.  Logistically they were just fine without a Spider-Man, but the lack was felt all over the compound and in the City of New York as well.  It had been a long time since the neighborhood web-slinger fought off the local urchins.  Sure, there was the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen, but he stuck to more of the vigilantes and the underground crime rings.

“Look, Mr. Stark,” you explained.  “I appreciate the offer, I really do.  I just, I don’t know…I want to go to med school, you know?  I want to be a normal guy doing normal college things.  I know Peter loved being an Avenger, but the things he’s told me…I mean, that last accident, Mr. Stark-?”

Tony averted his eyes as he picked up the Rubik’s cube on your nightstand.  He fiddled with it, turning sides absentmindedly.  He shook his head, chuckling as he tossed the toy from one hand to another.  “Yeah.  That was a shitty night.  I, umm…I blame myself.  I shouldn’t have put him in that situation.  Look at him now.  Bright kid, hell of a future ahead of him, just sucks his life went this way.”  He trailed off as he placed the Rubik’s cube back down.  “I get it.  Less danger when your feet are firmly planted on the ground, right?  You’re not going to break your neck performing surgery.  But if you ever want it, the offer stands.”

“Thanks,” you replied, extending your hand.  Tony grasped it firmly, looking you in the eye as he shook your hand. 

“You ever need an internship or something, just let me know.  I’ll hook you up.”

“Thank you, Mr. Stark.  That means a lot.”

******

“Still can’t believe you turned him down,” Peter griped as Kirby smashed Pikachu.

“In what universe did you think I’d say yes, Pete?” you quipped as Kirby jumped up to the next level only to be flattened by Donkey Kong.

“I think you should do it.  Just give it a try at least.”

“Dude-”

“Y/N, it’ll be good for you.  Look, if anything it’ll help you get used to living with these powers.  It’s fucking weird.  I’ve known that for a while, but just being in an environment where you can experiment and train will help you a lot in the long run.”

The two of you sat in an awkward silence for a while, the only sounds in the room coming from the game on the TV.  As much as you hated to admit it, part of you knew that Peter was right.  Ever since you gained the “Peter Tingle” as Peter’s Aunt May lovingly called it, you felt you were going through the world slightly slanted to the left.  Everything was ever-so slightly off.  Tony had experience working with both Spider-Man and designing the technology for his suits; he was a great resource for you.

“Do you think Mr. Stark would be okay with a part-time commitment?  I don’t want to drop out of school for this.”

“I don’t see why not,” Peter shrugged.  He threw the Switch controller down on the couch next to him.  “See if you can go over winter break.  That’s about a month.  Plenty of time to train and get a basic handle on things.  If you like it, great.  If not, then you come back and keep going with life.  That’s a fair trade-off.”

“Yeah, I guess,” you reluctantly agreed.  

“Plus you can put down that you had a Stark Internship on your med school applications.  Harvard Med would totally kill to get someone who worked at Stark Industries.”  You smiled at that thought.  Harvard was your dream medical school.  There wasn’t anything you wouldn’t do to help boost your chances of being accepted.  

“Lemme see your phone.  You’ve got his number right?”  Peter tossed you his phone.  You scrolled through his contacts list until you found the number that filled you with both excitement and dread.  Placing the phone to your ear, you waited for a familiar voice to say hello.

“Mr. Stark?  It’s Y/N.  I have a proposal for you.”