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Bloody Hands, Beating Hearts: Glenda Ray x Fem!Reader

I don't own the rights to the Chucky franchise, that belongs to Don Mancini and the rest of the crew. Glenda might be slightly out of character. Hope you enjoy and have a great day!

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You sat in shock wondering how the hell did you end up in this situation... Going to a birthday party turned soap opera where people actually died, saving a woman who lost her limps who happens to be possessed by a serial killer, meeting a killer doll possessed by the same serial killer murdering members at a church and wondering if your significant other might enjoy the thought of killing people.

You were sitting in the church library looking after the restrained possessed toy when a voice cut through your thoughts.

"Hey, you okay?"

You turned around to find your partner looking at you with a worried frown. You shrugged moving the nail of your thumb away from your lips.

"I don't know, it all just.... It feels like a lot."

Glenda slowly walked up to you, uncrossing their arms as they reached a hand out towards you. You stared at it for a second before intertwining your hands.

"I'm sorry I dragged you into this, I didn't think everything would get so...."

"Crazy?"

"Yeah."

There was a moment of silence between the two of you before you spoke again.

"Glenda, what happened?"

You spoke in a soft tone as you gazed into the grey eyes of your lover.

"Last week we were at college performing a scene for Mrs. Crabnickle's and now...."

You turned your gaze over to the redheaded doll.

"Now we're exorcising a good guy doll."

"Look..."

Glenda pulled you close, wrapping their arms around you in a warm comforting hug.

"I know it's weird and I wish I could explain this to you somehow but... I don't even know the details myself. Everyone's lying to me and it feels like the only ones I can trust are you and Glen."

You let out a shaky sigh as you wrapped your hands around their waist and buried your face into their shoulder, taking in the sweet scent of their perfume.

"Aw, how sweet."

Glenda held you tighter as you both turned your attention back to the doll.

"I'm going to have so much fun slicing that pretty little neck and watching you bleed out in my kid's arms."

You started to tremble in fear.

"Hey, it's okay..."

Glenda spoke softly as they rubbed your back.

"He can't hurt you."

"Yes he can."

The doll taunted earning a glare from his child.

"Y/n."

You and Glenda turned to find Jake Wheeler standing at the entrance of the library.

"Father Bryce wants to speak with you."

Glenda gave you a quick kiss before tilting their head towards Jake, encouraging you to follow him.

Glenda watched you follow Jake out of the room before turning back to their father with a glare, they walked closer to the casting he was restrained in.

"Speak to her like that again and I'll kill you."

Chucky's crooked grin widened at the sight of the burning rage in Glenda's eyes.

"Promise."

Glenda scoffed and crossed their arms.

"What is your problem?!"

"You're my problem. What happened to you Glenda? You used to be such a killer kid and now look at you. You're holding back and for what? Because you don't want to freak out that bitch?"

"Don't talk about her that way!"

Glenda said with a growl.

"What you need is a real woman, like your mother, someone who's going to follow and encourage your dark desires, someone who will be just as fucked up as you are not someone who's going to hold you back—"

"Stop."

"I remember when you were little, you made me so proud when you set that woman on fire, what was her name? I think it started with a J..."

The doll taunted.

"I said stop."

Glenda shook their head as the nightmare they and their twin shared flashed through their mind.

"She's got you so soft, you've forgotten who you are. When I was your age—"

"You don't know anything about me! I am nothing like you!"

Glenda exclaimed, their fist balling at their side.

"You and I are more alike you think, shit face."

Glenda shook their head, refusing to believe that.

"You're a killer, kid and you can't escape that."

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"I used to think I loved the idea of doing something dangerous; of doing something completely out there but now, with everything.... I'm not so sure anymore."

You said as you sat in the confessionals pouring your heart out.

"And your idea of danger is?"

"I don't know trying to get away from the cops because you ran a red light, sky diving out of an airplane, walking on the edge of a roof... Stupid shit like that. Not this... Not dealing with a real life serial killer."

You exclaimed.

"I just wish I could go back."

"Go back?"

"Yes. I wish I was back at college, auditioning for plays and going to classes, spending time with my partner doing stupid shit or going on dates. Anything but this."

"And what about Glenda?"

"What about Glenda?"

You asked in a defensive tone.

"Are you worried about her at all?"

"Them."

"Right...."

You nodded continuously.

"Yes, yes, yes, I trust Glenda."

"Even though they're his kid?"

You paused, the words replaying in your head over and over.

"They wouldn't hurt me."

"I didn't say that."

"But you're implying it."

"I'm just merely stating a fact."

He insisted.

"No, no. Glenda would never hurt me."

"I'm just saying how could you be sure that your friend—"

"Partner."

He made a noise of disgust.

"Is innocent? How could you be sure that the twins are completely uninvolved?"

"Aren't you just supposed to sit there and listen?"

You asked with a slight hint of anger slipping out at his insistence on labelling Glenda a villain.

"Glenda admitted to killing someone."

You tensed as the sentence left his lips, your mind flashing back to the moment Glenda had a gun aimed at Kyle before you quickly shook it off.

"So I ask you again... How can you be sure?"

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You sat out the steps outside the church, deep in thought. The cold air brushing against your skin until a warm fabric of a colorful flannel was placed around you followed by the arm of your lover.

"Hey, you okay?"

Glenda asked in a soft and comforting tone as they sat down next to you. You looked at them for a minute before shaking your head causing them to frown.

"Wanna talk about it?"

You shook your head again, not even being able to process your thoughts yourself to even be able to word it.

"Not really."

There was a moment of silence between you two, you were lost in thought again while Glenda wanted to know what they could do to help make the situation easier for you.

"Glenda..."

Glenda perked up at the sound of your meek voice filling their ears.

"Hm?"

"Can you just..."

You moved closer to them, your arm brushing against their side.

"Can you just hold me?"

Glenda smiled softly and nodded instantly shifting to pull you closer into their arms. You took in their scent as you laid your head on their shoulder, your nose slightly brushing the base of their neck.

You closed your eyes exhaling deeply focusing on the warmth of their arms as you thought back to your time together before all of this even happened.

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Glenda bit their lip as their eyes roamed over the woman in their theatre class, their brain committing every inch of her body to memory.

"Careful, keep looking at her like that and I'll start to think you've got a crush."

Glenda looked over at their teasing sibling who had already been watching them with big amused eyes.

"I'm allowed to look."

Glen chuckled and shook their head.

"I don't think Paul would be too pleased with that."

Glenda sighed, their tongue ran over their dry lips as if to groom themself. At first Glenda was all over Paul. The relationship between Paul and the twins was sweet and loving but it soon became clear to Glenda that Paul cared a bit more for their sibling which was fine as Glenda found their eyes straying from Paul and soon their heart as they got to know a certain (h/c) haired girl.

They hadn't told Glen yet but they had been thinking of breaking it off with Paul for a while.

Glenda shrugged as their eyes met their siblings grey ones.

"I don't think he'll mind, not like he would with you anyway."

Glen frowned a bit, confused by the statement.

"Paul loves us."

"I don't doubt that."

Glenda patted their sibling's hand softly and smiled, their eyes saying what they didn't.

Mrs. Crabnickle cleared her throat trying to gain the twins attention, she was an eccentric older woman with a heart of gold, she often wore the weirdest clothes almost like she went into Ms. Frizzle's closet, she always had her hair pulled into a tight bow and she loved the stage, often at times forgetting she was the director and not the actor in the many plays they've done.

"Sorry, Mrs. Crabnickle."

"Sorry, Mrs. Crabnickle."

"Thank you, Mx. Glenda and Mx. Glen."

She smiled at the twins apology and continued with her lesson. So spoke so animatedly, that it was hard not to pay attention to her.

"Now class for your assignment for the next two weeks I want you and a partner to practice and perform a scene in front of the class."

She said with a warm smile.

"Now to shake things up a bit, I will have some of you pick from a bowl."

She grabbed a small glass bowl filled with folded pieces of paper and shook it, some of the class groaned at the thought of not getting to pick their friends and others didn't care as much. One by one, she had students come and grab a piece of paper until it was Glenda's turn.

Glenda struted up towards the professor and smiled, they swirled their hand in the bowl for a bit, their finger tips brushing the edge of each paper before they finally pulled one out, making a show of it to the rest of the class.

Once they opened the folded piece of paper they froze, their smile fell from shock, their heartbeat fast as their eyes read over the name on the page over and over again.

They looked from the page, their eyes meeting yours before another smile spread across their face.

"Y/n, Looks like we're together."

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"This is kind of cool."

You commented with a smile as you led them through your suite.

"I've always wanted to work with you."

You turned to face Glenda who seemed surprised by your words before smirking.

"Have you?"

"Yeah."

You chuckled and shrugged.

"I've always admired your stage presence, you can really capture a room."

Glenda smiled bashfully at the compliment. You motioned for them to sit before joining them on the couch after grabbing the laptop you shared with your suitemate.

"Want to look for some scripts and discuss to see if we can find something we both agree on?"

"Yeah, I'm down."

Glenda pulled out their phone and the two began searching through the Internet for a script that would be enjoyable for the both of you.

"How do you feel about Stupid fucking bird?"

After about an hour of searching, you showed Glenda some of the scripts you found during your search. They made a noise before shaking their head at the one you were currently showing them.

"What about Never in a million years did I think you'd be an actor...?"

They looked at the next offer and shook their head. You showed them another script and they read over it before responding...

"I like it but I think a few people in our class will do Prom."

You nodded in acknowledgment.

"Fair, what about you? What do you have?"

Glenda grinned and scrolled through the list that they had typed up, it was a bit longer than yours making you question how they were able to find some that they liked so easily however the two of you went through it for a bit before finally agreeing one one.

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"Come on what's one small break?"

Glenda said with a smirk as they searched through one of the many streaming apps you and your suitemate had on your TV.

The two of you had gotten pretty close over the week, Glenda was always getting you to laugh or trying to distract you during the times you should have been practicing.

At first you found it annoying because you usually took anything that came to theatre seriously but Glenda got you to soften up a bit. The two of you agreed on a good balance between work and play. You'd spend two hours working on your script and then you'd take a 30 minute to an hour break to unwind and get to know each other.

You found yourself really enjoying Glenda's company, you had already admired them before but actually working with them had made that admiration grow and a bit of something else too.

"Sure, what do you have planned for us today?"

"Let's go skating."

"Skating, Really?"

You asked with a chuckle.

"Come on, let's go out this time, I'm feeling cooped up."

Glenda playfully whines earning another chuckle from you.

"Okay, okay."

You stood up and grabbed the keys to your car.

"Let's go before I change my mind."

You teased, Glenda chuckled and quickly followed after.

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"When you said skating, I thought you meant in the building!"

You exclaimed as you looked over the edge of the building Glenda brought you on top of.

"It's perfectly safe."

"Safe?"

You scoffed as you looked around the roof.

"What part of this is safe?"

"Oh come on, Y/n. Live a little."

Glenda said as they tightened the laces of their skates.

"It's not like we're jumping off of the building."

"Are you insane?"

Glenda shrugged.

"More of a thrill seeker, really."

Glenda noticed your apprehension and gave you a comforting smile.

"Just try it and if you still feel unsafe then we can go."

You looked into their eyes as you bit the inside of your cheek. Part of you was screaming at you to just go inside but another part wanted to stay, wanting to experience something new so you took a deep breath and nodded.

"Fine but if I die, I am so coming back to haunt you."

Glenda chuckled and shook their head before holding their hand out.

"Here, I'll hold your hand you big scaredy cat."

You playfully scoffed and held a hand over your heart in mock offense.

"I am not a scaredy cat..."

You glanced between their hand and their eyes before taking it in yours.

"Thanks."

Glenda chuckled and led you around the roof and up the roof vents making sure you didn't hurt yourself, you actually found yourself having fun. The two of you spent hours up there completely forgetting all about the assignment you were supposed to be doing.

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"See, it wasn't even that bad."

Glenda teased as the two of you walked back to campus, the cool night air blowing against your skin as you playfully rolled your eyes at the words.

"Yeah, yeah. You were right, happy now?"

"Very."

The two of you laughed as you shared a smile not even realizing you were still holding hands.

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You and Glenda stood in front of the class as the professor settled everyone down from an intense scene that another group had just done. Once everyone was settled, she nodded and waited for the two of you to proceed.

"Hello, I'm Y/n..."

"And I'm Glenda and we're performing a scene from Front Porch Steps..."

The two of you stumped your feet to make a drumming noise before stopping.

"By Bob Pritchard."

The class clapped for a moment before you two began the scene facing each other.

Glenda brushed through their hair pretending to look into a mirror.

"I'm going to Kitty's house, mom."

They called out as they started walking towards where you were standing, their hand pretending to wrap around a door handle miming pulling it open while still facing the invisible parent.

"I might spend the night, I'll call you."

Glenda turned coming face to face with you, who had an innocent yet confused smile on your face.

"News to me."

Glenda let out a small yelp, their hand flying over their heart.

"Jesus, Kitty. You scared me half to death."

You gave a short amused chuckle.

"So when were you going to tell me?"

Glenda glanced between you and the invisible door, pulling it to a close and dragging a little further away.

"Look, Eddie asked me to come to his show tonight."

"That's great... But what do you need the bag...."

You glanced between Glenda and the bag that they brought on stage for the scene, your eyes widened.

"Oh my GOD!! You are NOT spending the night with him."

Glenda motioned for you to quiet down.

"Quiet down! I don't know; I might."

They shrugged.

"I want to."

Your voice dropped as your eyes glanced at the invisible door, enough to seem like a whisper but also loud enough for the class to hear.

"Wrong answer!! You are not sleeping with that creep."

Glenda scoffed.

"He's not a creep, I love him."

You rolled your eyes as the words left their mouth and crossed your arms.

"Doesn't make him NOT a creep... I just question your common sense.''

Glenda copied your actions as they gave you an 'are you serious' look.

"We're gonna get married."

You nodded and pursed your lips.

"Fine. And I'll be your bridesmaid and cry the whole time."

You grabbed one of their hands and gave them a stern look as you pointed at them with the other.

"But you're not married yet."

"You don't know."

"Oh yes I do."

You nodded with your words.

"Remember last summer? The big family vacation disaster to Ocean City? We were there for two weeks."

Glenda nodded, snapping their fingers.

"Yea, you said your brother got in trouble or something."

Your gaze fell to the ground, your right foot digging into it as you played with your fingers.

"He.. he didn't get in trouble..."

You let out a deep sigh.

"It was me."

"You?"

Glenda questioned as their eyes met yours again.

"And you never told me? Your best friend?"

"I never told anyone. Plus my mom and dad made me promise... The scandal."

You rolled your eyes as you simultaneously

"My mom would flip."

Glenda's brows raised slightly waiting for you to continue. The two of you were going back and forth playing off of each other's energy.

The class was silent after the scene finished, just taking in the chemistry between the two of you. It wasn't long before Glen stood up cheering.

"Woo!"

Glenda smiled at the support from their twin and soon the whole class was clapping. You and Glenda shared a smile before heading to your seats.

"That was a pretty tough act to follow but don't be discouraged."

Mrs. Crabnickle said with a smile as Glen and Glenda high-fived.

"Glen, Carrie, why don't you go next..."

Glen shared a smile with their twin that was a mix of nervousness and excitement before heading to the front of the class.

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You stood outside the twins dorm, your heart beating loudly in your ears as you shifted on your feet, nervously fidgeting with your hands.

It had been two months since you and Glenda became friends and you found yourself feeling things for them. At first you didn't want to admit it, figuring it was just because you admired and respected them so much but after a while you found yourself lighting up when they walked into a room or wishing that time could just pause for the two of you when you hung out together. You found yourself staying up late thinking about what ifs.

You gathered the small bit of courage you had before knocking on the door. It was quiet for a moment before you heard shuffling from inside the dorm.

"Do you have any idea how late it—"

The door opened and Glenda paused as they caught sight of you.

"Y/n? What are you doing up so late?"

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

Glenda gave you a look as if to say, you know you did before opening the door wider for you to come inside.

"I'm so sorry to disrupt your sleep but I couldn't go another day without telling you..."

You started to say as you followed Glenda into the house. You grabbed one of Glenda's hands and held it in your own while you tried to calm your racing heart.

"I know it's not exactly the ideal setting to say this but I just really had to tell you and I know you have a boyfriend, I know you guys are probably serious but I just couldn't go another day without telling you how much I enjoy our time together or how happy you make me by you just being around or how just seeing you brightens my day."

Glenda's heart skipped a beat at your words, wondering if you were saying what they thought you were saying.

"You're saying this because...."

"Because I like you Glenda, a lot. And I don't know what happens after but... I couldn't go another day without just... Putting it out there."

You let out a sigh of relief once you left everything on the table.

"Anyways, that's all."

You said quickly and tried to quickly reach for the door to avoid any potential rejection.

"Nope."

Glenda pulled you back as you whispered a quick curse.

"Sit down."

You squeaked but instantly sat down on the couch.

"We broke up."

Your brows raised in surprise.

"Really?"

Glenda nodded before taking a seat next to you, their arm brushing against yours.

"It was a while ago and I just...I couldn't keep going on dating him when I knew that I didn't still feel the same way about Paul that I used to."

Glenda smiled and shrugged.

"Plus he's better off with just Glen anyway."

You smiled and nodded in agreement.

"They are pretty cute together."

"Aren't they?"

Glenda chuckled before touching your pinky with theirs. You bit your lip as the butterflies in your stomach became intense and your pulse started to race.

"As for everything else, you're going to have to try again tomorrow."

Your brows pinched in confusion.

"Huh?"

Glenda grabbed your hand and carefully led you to the door.

"First off I'm flattered and I really like you too."

Glenda smiled at you before tapping your nose.

"But I'm half asleep and that was too many words for me to process so... You can bring your cute ass back in the morning and then we can talk. Okay?"

"Oh! Right..."

You chuckled nervously as you stood outside the door.

"Good night, Glenda."

"Good night, love you."

Glenda waved as you walked towards the elevator to get back your suite.

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You woke up the next day, with a yawn and a big stretch. The sunlight illuminated the room since the curtains were pulled open, You got up from the bed and made it before heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

After you had your morning routine and got dressed for the day, you exited the bathroom and the aroma of bacon filled your nose.

You were a bit confused so you checked the time on your phone to find that it was 9:30 in the morning, your suitemates usually were getting sleep for their classes later in the day, so someone making breakfast was a bit surprising to you. But you figured if any of your suitemates would be awake at this time it would be Paige.

"Hey Paige what are you make—"

You paused in your tracks as your eyes landed on Glenda standing over the kitchen stove. They were dressed in black cropped top with purple and black flannel, black ripped jeans and black ankle boots.

They smiled when they heard your voice and turned to face you.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

You responded back in confusion as you sat at the dining table, watching as Glenda played everything.

"How'd you get in here?"

"Paige, she said she had a friend she was meeting up with before class."

Glenda walked over to you and placed down a plate and a cup of (f/d), the plate had three heart shaped pancakes on them with some fruits on the side and a bowl of syrup.

"What's all this?"

You raised an eyebrow as they sat down next to you, releasing a nervous sigh.

"Look, I like you."

"So you made me heart shaped pancakes? A little cliche isn't it?"

You chuckled as Glenda playfully rolled their eyes before continuing.

"I like you a lot. I enjoy spending time with you, I enjoy seeing you everyday and even though you annoy me sometimes...."

"Hey!"

Glenda chuckled and grabbed your hand.

"I love the way you make me feel and I would like it if we were more than friends."

Your body felt light as the words left their lips, your smile grew and your grip on their hand tightened in response.

"I would like that too."

"Then will you be my girlfriend?"

You nodded happily and pulled them into a tight hug that neither one of you wanted to let go.

"I would love to be your partner."

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"Glenda!"

You yelled in excitement as you jumped into the arms of your significant other, They smiled and wrapped their arms around you in support as you wrapped you legs around them.

You kissed them deeply, pouring all your emotions into the kiss, showing them just how much you missed them the last few days.

Glen and Glenda had recently gone to see their mother in Jersey over the break and you were extremely happy to see them again.

"Mm, someone's excited."

Glenda grinned as they pulled away from the kiss.

"It's only been two weeks."

"Felt like forever."

You giggled along with Glenda as they helped you back down to your feet.

"How was your trip?"

Glenda opened their mouth to answer but as the memories of Nica, dismembered and gagged filled their mind, they wanted to tell you but weren't sure how you'd react to that. Glenda just shrugged and smiled at you.

"It was pretty uneventful, what about you beautiful? What have you been up to without me?"

Glenda asked as they wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You eagerly started telling them about your family drama as the two of you walked to class together.

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Glenda smiled as they opened up the small gift you gave them, they hadn't really been expecting anything but it was sweet to think that you thought about them enough to get them a gift.

They gasped as their eyes landed on the object inside, they rubbed their thumb against it before carefully pulling it out of its package. A gold necklace with a heart in between your initials.

"Babe, this is beautiful. Thank you."

Glenda said, carefully placing the piece down before pulling you close for a soft tender kiss. They smiled when they pulled away and picked up the necklace.

"I'll never take it off."

You smiled feeling a sense of happiness at the sight of your partner's smile. You gave them another quick kiss when their twin spoke up with an amused smirk.

"A little cliche is it not?"

"Maybe but I don't see Paul buying you any gifts with both of your initials on it."

Glenda teased as they clipped the necklace around their neck, sharing another sweet kiss with you before leading you over to the couch and pulling you into their lap.

"Hey, uh Glen and I are headed to our mom's this weekend for our birthday. Do you wanna come?"

Your eyes widened in shock at the words and your heart raced with excitement at meeting the person who raised the person you fell in love with.

"You mean I would get to—"

"Meet our mother."

Glenda nodded with a happy smile as they finished your sentence.

"I would love that."

You said with a bright smile, your mind raced with all the possible outcomes that could come from this.

"Do you think she'll like me?"

Glenda shared a look with their twin before meeting your eyes with their grey eyes as they lightly tapped your thigh.

"She'll love you."

"She'll love you."

You looked between the twins as your smile widened. You allowed Glenda to pull you closer as you snuggled together.

Little did you know that things would get so bloody.

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Playground Rivals: Ken x Reader

Chapter 2

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Raquelle watched Barbie pull her younger sibling in, whispering something she couldn't hear. It bothered her to see them close, she knew they were friendly towards each other but her sibling would tell her if they were friends with Barbie....

Right?

Raquelle watched the smile on Barbie's face get wider.

Raquelle had never known a Barbie to not be smiling.

She found it annoying that they were always so happy when everyone else had to pretend to be.

On the other hand she loved seeing her siblings smile, they were the only dolls that mattered to her.

Other Barbies mostly avoided Raquelle and she avoided them in return.

Yet this specific Barbie always tried to talk to her, she found it suspicious... There was no way any Barbie actually cared about anyone but themselves.

And yet....

Barbie pulled the (h/c) doll into a hug, excitedly jumping up and down, Y/n held their arms out so that they didn't drop the ice cream they were holding. A big smile made its way on to the doll's lips as they pulled back meeting at the blue eyes of their blonde friend.

They had to have been friends. Raquelle wasn't stupid, that was too strong a reaction from the blonde icon for them to not be.

Ken noticed Raquelle watching the two dolls; he tapped Y/n's shoulder nodding his head to the brunette, the doll's eyes followed his gesture towards the direction locking eyes with their sister. Her face didn't show anything but her eyes said everything. She lifted her finger gesturing for them to come back, Y/n shared a nervous look with Ken and gave Barbie a quick goodbye.

"We're leaving."

Ryan looked at his twin, he had been in the middle of a conversation with a Midge.

"Right now?"

"Yes, right now."

He gave her an annoyed look before shrugging, he smiled at Midge earning one in return.

Raquelle stood as her sibling and Ken approached. Ken took one of the plastic sundaes from Y/n and handed it to Raquelle, Y/n took the plastic ice cream cone away from him and handed the other sundae to Ryan who gave it to the Midge he was talking to.

"Thanks, Ken. Appreciate your help."

Ken smiles at Raquelle, happy to get any recognition.

"Happy to help."

Ryan stood up after kissing Midge's hand.

"You said it was tonight right?"

"Yeah, I hope I'll see you there, beautiful."

He gives her a wink and earns a giggle in return.

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The drive to the house was excruciating. Every attempt to lighten the mood was stopped the moment Raquelle turned her icy stare on the two dolls.

Once they pulled into the lawn, Raquelle quickly exited the car and headed into the house. Ryan shared a look with the sibling beside him, who figured they were the reason for her change in attitude. Ryan patted their shoulder in comfort.

Ryan and Y/n entered the house and each headed to their own room. The air was tense and everyone just needed a moment to themselves.

Raquelle was an insecure doll.

She tried hard to hide it but every now and then the mask slipped.

Her worst fear was that if she pushed too much her siblings would abandon her.

She always thought that if Barbie ever got to them.

She couldn't help the fact that she got upset about anything that had to do with Barbie especially when she was made to dislike the doll but that thought specifically bothered her for some reason.

Raquelle fell onto her bed with an exasperated sigh, she buried her face into her pillow and she sighed again. Now she was angry at herself, she didn't when she got like this.

People didn't cry in Barbieland, everyone always had a smile on their face or they should anyway.

This was a happy place.

This should be a happy place.

"I need some air."

She stood up and changed into a nice outfit for jogging and left the room.

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"Hey Raquelle!!"

Raquelle rolls her eyes at being interrupted but smiled as she turned her head towards the voice, Ken noticed and smiles back.

Raquelle personally liked Ken.

At first it was romantically and who could blame her but now it was more on the friendly side.

Ken was the first doll that ever talked to her. When you've lived a life feeling like no one cares, it was nice to have someone who did besides her siblings of course.

The two would hang out every now and then and just talk about how they felt. She trusted him almost as much as she did her siblings and it was hard to get her trust.

He didn't judge her and she didn't judge him. That was enough.

"I'm sorry about upsetting you earlier, I just really like your sibling."

"Oh really? Which one?"

She teased earning a small shove from him which caused a small giggle to slip through. He had that same dopey smile on his face again, she thought it was cute how his eyes lit up when he talked about her sibling, it was different from when he ever mentioned Barbie.

Raquelle believed Barbie didn't care about Ken.

He would argue about this fact but she didn't care, it's how she felt.

She didn't think Barbie hated Ken, oh no but she definitely didn't like Ken in the way a Barbie should and even though Ken tried to hide it from the others, he didn't like Barbie like a Ken should. Y/n was the better match in her opinion.

If it wasn't for the other Barbies and Kens, she believed Ken wouldn't be afraid to make a move on her sibling in public. It's not that it would be the craziest thing ever but no Ken has ever been with anyone other than Barbie, it was like an obligation.

"It's not your fault Ken, you don't need to apologize to me and they really like you too."

He was super giddy about the words she said, he knew how they felt but it was always nice to hear it out loud.

"Too bad they can't come to the party, it would have been nice to dance with them."

Raquelle's eyes harden at that, so many thoughts running through her mind. Was she being controlling? Did her sibling think she was controlling? Should her sibling be punished just cause she wasn't invited? Because she was the one who didn't like the Barbies?

Ken immediately picked up on the shift in Raquelle's demeanor. He knew Barbie's parties were a sore spot for Raquelle. He didn't mean to trigger her, it had just slipped out.

The walk was awkward after that. Ken tries to think of something else to talk about, eyes looking around for something to ease the tension.

"Do you want to come to the concert tonight?"

Ken's eyes met Raquelle's brown ones, his own held two different emotions; shocked that she asked him and excitement. He was slightly afraid of what Ryan would say, he knew he didn't like him and didn't wanna step on any toes but he wanted to see Y/n and that overpowered any fear....

"What about Ryan?"

Raquelle rolls her eyes at that, shaking her head with a smile. It was cute how worried he was about inconveniencing Ryan, he was completely harmless.

"What about Ryan?"

"Won't he be upset?"

Raquelle shrugged.

"He will be and he'll get over it."

"You sure?"

"Ken."

She gives him a look that says 'you better be there', He knew then that she wasn't asking.

"Okay."

"Good boy."

She smiles at him and pats his back, she was getting ready to continue her jog when he stopped her.

"Could you do me a favor?"

Raquelle turned to him with a raised eyebrow, giving him her full attention.

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Y/n leaves their room trying to head to the door only to find Ryan in the kitchen.

"Y/n."

Y/n froze, their face making a grimace as they slowly turned to face their brother putting on a smile.

"Hey Ryan!!"

The doll waved earning a smile from Ryan, his eyes shining in amusement.

"Where are ya headed?"

Oh great, now Y/n needed to come up with a lie.

Y/n didn't like to lie, it didn't mean that they didn't but they were definitely not good at it.

But today they were on a mission so they needed to have at least a believable one.

Y/n waved their hand in dismissal.

"Oh y'know."

Ryan gave them an inquisitive look.

"No, I don't. Why don't you tell me?"

He leaned against the kitchen counter, placing his chin in his hand. The other doll's mind raced, trying to come up with something on the spot.

"I was headed to the beach."

"We just came from there..."

He said as he reached for a plastic banana. The gears in his head were turning, this is not good.

"I'm going on a date?"

"Why did you say it like a question?"

"Um, because I'm not sure if it is?"

Ryan's brow's pinched together the more the other doll spoke.

"What?"

"Who are you going on a date with?"

"Why does it matter?"

Ryan raises his eyebrow at that and tilts his head. He looks them up and down with a frown on his face, his eyes narrowed as their eyes met.

"Allan."

"Allan?"

"Yep."

Ryan studies their face looking for any sign of them lying, Y/n kept their face as neutral as possible. Ryan scrutinized them for a few more seconds before shrugging it off. They let out a breath they were holding when he turned away, relieved that it was Ryan who caught them and not Raquelle.

"Okay but like are you really wearing that?"

He commented when he turned back to face them. Y/n was wearing a long black jacket to hide the outfit they were wearing under it. The (h/c) doll played it off by rolling their eyes and turning towards the door.

"Bye Ryan."

Ryan just smirks at them.

"Just make sure you're at the venue on time, don't want to lose our spot again."

He throws the doll the keys to his car, They smiles at him gratefully as their fingers wrapped around the plastic.

"You're the best."

"I know."

"Where are you going?"

The (h/c) haired doll jumped when they opened the front door and found Raquelle waiting outside with her arms crossed, if they had a heart it would have popped out of their chest.

"The heck Raquelle, you scared me."

"Answer the question."

She said sharply as she glared at the doll in front of her.

"I'm headed to the beach."

"We just came from there."

She echoed Ryan's earlier words.

"Yeah I know but...Allen invited me to hang out."

The (e/c) eyes doll was finding it hard to not be intimidated by her stare.

Raquelle knew he was lying, she could read her siblings like a book.

And Y/n was especially bad at lying to Raquelle, she knew them entirely too well.

"Allen's at Barbie's..."

Ryan's attention was now on the other two members of the house, his arms were folded over the counter.

"Did I say Allen? I meant Ken."

They snapped their finger and pointed at Raquelle to emphasize the point. Raquelle squints her eyes at them clearly not buying it.

"When did he do that? We were with you when you were talking to Ken."

Seriously Raquelle....

"Not Ken, Kennnn."

Ryan raised an eyebrow as he slowly moved closer to the two.

"You wouldn't be lying to me, now are you?"

"Wha? No."

Y/n said nervously, their voice jumping an octave.

"So you were lying to me."

Ryan crossed his arms and stood next to his twin as she finally entered the house. The two pairs of eyes quickly fell on the doll making them shrink a little, Y/n started to fell hot in his plastic skin just feeling the pressure of their glares.

"I'm going to Barbie's party."

"What?!"

"Gasp!"

Raquelle's eyes slightly hardened at the words that came from her sibling's mouth, Ryan was just surprised.

"We said no."

Y/n just rolled their (e/c) eyes, slightly frowning.

"Sorry, but it's not up to you."

Ryan just awkwardly looked between the two dolls and started to slowly back away.

"You're not going."

"Raquelle."

"Y/n."

The two glare at each other, electricity feeling the air.

"I'm not a child, I can make my own decisions."

"My house, My rules.''

Y/n looks at Ryan for help, he goes to say something but almost backs down when Raquelle turns her glare towards him.

"I-I don't see why she c-can't go."

"Because I said so..."

"Literally you're the only one in this house beefing with Barbie. Aren't you the main one always telling me that I need to lighten up on Ken?"

Y/n smirks at that, turning to their sister with eyes that said 'what do you have to say to that.'

Raquelle and Ryan sharing looks as if conversing with their eyes. Y/n didn't notice at first but when they did, they got annoyed. The twins only did this when they wanted to keep Y/n out of a conversation that they were having.

After a while Raquelle looks down defeated before rolling her eyes.

"Alright, Fine. You can go."

"Really?"

"I said yes didn't I?"

Y/n just shrugs as a smile makes its way on their face.

"I would have gone either way."

"Don't push it."

The (h/c)-haired doll pursed their lips and nodded.

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The three drive down the street towards the Barbies dream houses. It was a long ride considering Raquelle lived a little further away from the other dolls.

The two had insisted on dropping the younger doll off, refusing to let them walk alone. Raquelle was still a little miffed about the situation but she was slowly getting over it.

They pulled into the area, they noticed that the Kens were the only people there and it seemed like they were practicing a dance of some kind. The three watched as they finished break dancing and moved to slide across the floor, Ken looks up finally noticing the presence of the other dolls, his eyes lit up when he saw his favorite doll approach. He quickly gets up catching the attention of the other Kens.

"Uh.. let's take a break."

The Kens instantly stood up and went to do their own thing as Ken ran up to the (h/c) haired doll and pulls them into a tight hug, Ryan tries to go break them apart quickly getting pulled back by Raquelle.

"I thought you couldn't come."

"I'm very persuasive."

Y/n winked at Ken making Raquelle roll her eyes in response but a smile stretched along her lips at the sight. She looked at the sky noticing that it was starting to darken, she looked around the area, it didn't look like a party.

"Where is everyone? Shouldn't there be...."

She motioned around the area.

"More?"

"Allan went to grab some food, the Midges were grabbing drinks and junk food, and the Barbies like to be fashionably late."

"To their own party?"

Raquelle questioned earning a shrug from Ken holding the other doll in his arms closer.

"What were you guys just doing when we pulled in?"

Ryan asked, bringing up the dance.

"The Barbies have a choreographed dance that they do every party, they said we can be in it if we learn a dance that could be added in between."

Kingsley!Ken and Ncuti!Ken walked up and smile at the three newcomers.

"That actually sounds kinda fun..."

Raquelle always wanted to come to one of the Barbies' parties.

Not that she would admit out loud.

She knew they didn't like her and she didn't like them.

Raquelle sighs to herself before motioning to the car.

"Well, we're gonna go. Look out for them, Ken."

Ken stops her as she tries to leave.

"You're not staying?"

"No. We're not invited, we just came to Y/n off."

The twins start to make their way to the car, waving to all the Kens.

"Wait!!"

Ken runs up to the two and grabs both of their shoulders.

"You should stay."

The twins look at each other, they were apprehensive about it.

"Ken, we weren't invited."

"Well you are now."

The corner of Raquelle's mouth went up slightly as she let out an exasperated breath and Ken started gesturing around the area.

"Sure it's Barbie's dream house but if you think about it, we're technically boyfriend-girlfriend."

Y/n walks up frowning along feeling a slight pang of jealousy.

"Boyfriend-Girlfriends usually share things which kinda makes this my dream house too."

He shrugs smugly as if his logic made any sense.

"What?"

The three siblings tilted their heads, trying to process Ken's logic.

"That means I can invite people too, and I'm inviting you guys."

The twins look at each other again before laughing, Ken looked offended but starts laughing along with them.

''I don't think it works like that, Kenny boy.''

Ryan and Raquelle shared another look.

"But hey, we'll bite."

"Really?"

Ken perked up at that as Raquelle nodded.

"Yeah."

Raquelle smirks.

"So... A choreographed dance huh?"

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The Barbies start a dance, Stereotypical Barbie stands in the front leading it with two other Barbies. They flip their hair twice twisting their bodies along with movement, They roll their arms in air bring them down as they turn and swing them side to side, the other two Barbies leave as the spot light lands on Stereotypical Barbie who makes a 'come follow me' motion, the rest of the Barbies move forward towards the middle where she stands.

The party was lively, They danced in between the dream houses, a disco ball lights the area. All the Barbies look like they're having fun dancing with each other, each just as perfect as the last. Barbies all dressed up in something glittery, Kens all wearing white jumpsuits with the little golden K, Allan wearing a dress shirt and pants with suspenders and Midges wearing dresses.

Ken was leaning on one of the columns rolling his shoulder to the beat and making funny faces, Kingsley!Ken stood next to him just watching the Barbies and nodding his head to the beat.

The Barbies all jump in sync, swaying their hips to the beat and moving to turn. Allan also jumped along with the Barbies, swinging his arms in the air twice. A pregnant Midge was on the other side of the dance floor trying to dance.

Stereotypical Barbie comes back in the center surrounded by Kens. They all stand next to each other, taking a step forward each time their right arm comes up and then down. Barbie then gets lifted by her arms by two of the Kens. They kick their legs to the side and pull back in, Barbie steps back when the two Kens lay on the ground kicking their legs up. She winks and claps along with the song.

Ken smiles at the doll's energy, Ken nudges him eyes gleaming in mischief, Ken just shakes his head at him while laughing. He stops when he notices Simu!Ken pop up next to Barbie, she smiles at him.

"Hi, Barbie."

"Hi, Ken."

Ken watched feeling a little annoyed that Ken was showing off on the dance floor, he couldn't wait until he could join in.

"Looking good, Barbie."

"Thanks, Ken."

Ken's attention was brought away from the scene in front of him by the feel of someone tapping his shoulder, he turned to find Y/n standing there with a big smile.

"Hey handsome, how's it going?"

"Better now that you're here."

They stared into each other's eyes for a while before Ken's started to move down the other doll's body admiring their clothes. Ken was confused, Y/n was wearing a black shirt and black pants, they looked really nice but they weren't exactly on theme.

"Kinda off theme, trying to start some trends?"

Y/n just rolled their eyes and smirked before ripping off the shirt and pants revealing, their silver dress shirt that sparkled under the disco light and matching silver pants. Their eyes shine a little as they met Ken's again, their smile turning smug the more Ken stared. Ken's jaw falls open seeing him, Ken thought he was the most breath taking doll he had ever seen.

"Wow!"

Ken, who had been watching the scene, smiled and waves at the other doll.

Ken nods towards the dance floor, staring at the other doll adoringly, he hit Ken's chest with the golden champagne glass in his hand. Ken and Y/n start to shimmy their way over to Barbie excited to get to dance together, Ken places the glass down and follows suit not wanting to stand by himself.

The three join the line, they stretch their right arm in front of them and move into a thrust when they pull their arm back four times and clap in unison. Barbie notices Ken beside her and smiles at him as she continues to dance.

"Oh, Hi, Ken."

"Hehe, Hi."

"Hi Barbie."

Barbie smiled at her friend beside Ken and eagerly got out of the dance line to hug them.

"Omg. You're here!!"

"Hi Barbie."

Barbie looks towards the other Barbies.

"Barbies!!"

She looks at her friend again.

"I'll be right back."

Y/n nodded in acknowledgment as Barbie left to go talk to the other Barbies leaving them to dance next to their favorite Ken, his best friend, Ken and his rival, Ken.

Ken sighed happily, he finally was able to dance with the doll he wanted after all the times they couldn't come and there was no need to worry about the girl he was 'supposed' to want because she was busy talking to the other Barbies, this night couldn't have been more perfect well except.

"What's up, Ken?"

The Kens and Y/n do a little disco move, all jumping in the air and then break dancing in unison. They all slid across the floor landing in a pose, they had all practice that part for hours. Simu!Ken however stands as the other Kens and Y/n stay in place, he walked in the direction of the Barbies getting their attention.

"Hey, Barbie. Check me out."

He does a back hand spring into a flip and smirks down at Ken, Y/n rolls their eyes at Ken but an amused smile was etched on their face.

"Bet you can't do a flip like that, Ken!"

He ran his hand through his hair sparkles following his finger tips as he does so, Ken just glares at him in response. Of course he would take the spotlight.

The Kens finally got up as a glitter cannon went off grabbing the attention of the Barbies.

Once the glitter stopped it revealed Ryan wearing a gold shirt that opened and showed off his abs and some golden disco pants and white platform boots. Raquelle walked up to him wearing a golden jumpsuit with a gold scarf around her neck. Ryan grabs one of his sister's hands, both had their arms spread before Ryan pulled her into a turn, she turns away from him sending the Barbies a sly wink before turning back and kicking one leg up before he spun her into the arms of Ncuti!Ken.

Raquelle faces the Barbies as Ken lifts her up, her legs wrap around him as she waves at the Barbies. Ken puts Raquelle down and the two smile at each other before Ryan pushed his way between them.

Ryan leads the others in a jump pirouette, they all do a side ways salsa before jumping side to side and lifting their left hand up and pulling it down as their bodies roll to the beat of music.

The Kens surround Ryan and they all slowly go down to the floor as Ken and Ken lift Y/n up by their arms. They put the (h/c) doll down and they all sway their hips to the beat, Raquelle joins them then she and Y/n kick the air before they all turned in a half circle.

Soon all the Kens and the trio were on the dancefloor doing a kick ball change before stopping and rolling their hands while moving side to side and clapping at the end, the Barbies soon join the middle and the others start to back off to let them have the spotlight again.

Ken pulled Y/n to the side laughing his plastic little heart out, It was the most fun he had ever at one of Barbie's parties and it had everything to do with the doll in front of him.

They stared into each other's eyes for a while, gazing lovingly and longingly at the other. Ken reaches for the other doll's hand, leaning in slightly...

"You guys ever think about dying?"

The whole party stopped! Everyone turned to look at Barbie, she looked around only to be met with degreeing levels of confused dolls. Was this a common thing?

"I don't know why I just said that."

Barbie was embarrassed, Y/n seen that look plenty of times to know. No matter how she tried to hide it with a smile, Y/n could see it in her eyes.

She looks up, balling her hands to the side, smile still on her face.

"I'm just dying...to dance!!"

The party continued back up, everyone dancing again. Y/n, Ken, Ryan, and Raquelle just looked at Barbie, she was smiling but she it didn't quite reach her eyes...

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A slow song was now playing, courtesy of Ken.

The Kens were all told to dance with their Barbies but Raquelle was having none of that.

"Why are you fighting me on this?"

"The rest of us wanna dance too, I didn't come to be a spectator."

"No one asked you to come."

Raquelle glared at the random Barbie that spoke causing her to hide behind another Barbie.

Despite the back and forth, Raquelle was able to get her way cause now she got to see her sibling dancing with the doll they wanted and it was so cute.

The two dolls had big smiles on their faces and to not arouse any more chaos Raquelle pulled Ken into a dance and Ryan danced with Midge that he flirted with earlier that day. Ken pulled the (h/c) doll closer towards him swaying to the beat, their head laying on his shoulder, he thought this moment was perfect.

He sighs dreamily, dancing with the doll until the song ended.

"Raquelle helped me set up a picnic on the beach earlier, Wanna go?"

He mumbled softly causing the (h/c)'s doll eyes to look up at him.

"Lead the way."

Ken smiled and grabbed their hand, the two slipped off without anyone noticing but, Raquelle who had a small smirk on her face.

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The party was coming to a close, the Kens and Barbies were saying goodbye. It was girls night, a dreaded word for most Kens. Though however sad some Kens were, everyone came out of the party the happiest they've ever been.

"I wish we had a guys night."

"We sort of have guys night."

"It's more of a roommate situation."

"The party doesn't have to end."

Ryan said with a smirk taking the opportunity to promote his show.

"My sibling and I are having a concert tonight, you guys should go."

"Okay."

"Cool."

"Nice looking out."

Ryan nodded coolly at them but once they turned their back he eagerly squealed with his sister before the two of them put on some professional faces, secretly sharing a smile.

"Hey where's Y/n?"

"Don't worry about it, I know exactly where they are."

Raquelle said as she placed a hand on her brother's back, they were about to walk off when...

"Wait, Raquelle!"

The brunette and her twin turned to find Barbie walking up to them, Raquelle motioned for Ryan to leave before turning to face the blonde.

"Would you like to stay, Raquelle? It's girls night!"

The brunette's eyes widened at the invitation, was Barbie actually?

She shook off the shock before crossing her arms, trying to keep herself from seeming too giddy.

"I can't, I'm going to a concert tonight."

Barbie lit up at the fact that Raquelle was actually talking to her, her blue eyes were filled with intrigued.

"Oh? Whose of?"

"My siblings."

"Oh."

Barbie's gaze fell to the ground, she felt sad. She didn't even know that Y/n had a concert tonight, she would liked to go but it was girls night.

"Maybe next time."

Raquelle looked at her like she grew two heads.

"Next time?"

"I would love to have you guys back."

Raquelle gapped at her, her words lost as her mind was a jumbled mess.

"Would you like to come?"

"It's girls night."

Raquelle shrugs when suddenly screams started to erupt in the air from inside the house, foam balls were everywhere causing all the Barbies to trip inside.

"Not anymore."

Raquelle grabbed Barbie's hand and pulled her along, trying to catch up with the others.

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Ryan paced back and forth, nervously looking at the clock on the wall when the backstage door opened to reveal a laughing Y/n, Ryan let out a relieved sigh.

"Thank goodness, you're here. Where were you?"

Y/n waved him off, a bright smile on their face.

"Oh, you know..."

Ryan rolled his eyes and mumbled to himself.

"Why can't you two ever answer a freaking question?"

Ryan grabs the other doll's hand and pulls them towards the dressing room, where two outfits were hanging up.

After a few minutes, Ryan turned his head at the sound of the dressing room curtain opening.

"Ready?"

Y/n sends him a confident smile and nodded confidently.

"Let's do this."

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The flat screen on stage lit up, played a silent video of Ryan playing his guitar, red smoke started to fill the stage, the sound of a guitar started to fill the air. Ken smiled, hyped by the display in front of him before anything even happened and Barbie kept jumping up and down, excitedly hitting Ken's shoulder.

The lights around the stage started turning red and orange as a platform above the stage started coming down.

"I turn my cheer music up and I'm puffing my chest. I'm getting red in the face, you can call me obsessed. It's not your fault if they hover, I mean no disrespect. It's my right to be hellish..."

The platform lands on the stage, Y/n stepped down from it and walked over to their keyboard. They wore a black tank top with a red leather jacket, a pair of black jeans and some black boots. A picture of Y/n playing the keyboard began to appear on the screen in place of Ryan.

"I still get jealous."

Ryan rose onto the stage from out of the smoke by the platform under the stage. He wore a black shirt with a red band jacket and black pants with some red dress shoes.

"You're too sexy beautiful and everyone wants a taste. That's why..."

"I still get jealous!!"

The two dolls walk towards the edge of the stage and down the stairs.

"You're too sexy beautiful and everyone wants a taste. That's why..."

"I still get jealous!!"

Y/n holds the note a little longer as Ryan stops strumming the beat on his guitar. Ryan stomps the floor of the stage causing it to turn gold under his feet, spreading until it reaches the end of the stage.

Y/n walked back over to their keyboard changing the tune for the next song. A softer sound came from it as the background turned black, red and gold flakes fell against the background.

"Cause if I want you, and I want you babe. Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space. Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get to..."

"Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn, I'm so perplexed with just one breath, I'm locked in."

Y/n thinks of when they started having feelings for the blonde doll that was supposed to like their friend, the way his eyes shined when he laughed, how eager he was to help out, every moment spent with him felt like a dream.

"Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn, I'm so perplexed on that, it's almost shocking."

"I know, I know you know you're scared, Your heart, your mind, your soul, your body, They won't, they won't, they won't be careful but I guess that you don't know me."

"Cause if I want you, and I want you babe. Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space. Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get to..."

Ken's eyes locked with Y/n's, he felt as if they were speaking directly to him.

"CLOSE!!"

"Ohhh~"

Ryan starts pretending like he's talking to someone, reaching a hand out towards the crowd as he does so.

"I want you close.''

"Ohhh~"

"I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no."

Ryan walks up to the audience where his sister sat with the two blonde dolls as Y/n started playing a more upbeat song.

"Oh no, See you walkin' 'round like it's a funeral."

Ryan motioned for Raquelle and Barbie to join him on stage, Raquelle pulled Ken up there too much to Ryan's dismay.

"So serious, girl, why those feet cold? We just gettin' started, don't you tiptoe, tiptoe, ah~"

"Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece."

"You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me.''

Ryan and Raquelle motion to themselves while Y/n bobbed their head to the music.

"You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy."

Ryan and Raquelle bump hips clearly having fun while Barbie and Ken did that one move where you step back on your foot and move your hands as if you were jogging.

"But you movin' so carefully, let's start living dangerously."

Y/n winks at Ken, making him blush.

"TALK TO ME BABY!!"

The lights flicker between orange and red again, little golden flakes fall from the ceiling while the Kens started to go crazy over it.

"I'm goin' blind from this sweet, sweet cravin'"

The screen starts showing a video of Ryan and Y/n learning to dance for the first time.

"Let's lose our minds and go plastic crazy."

Ryan starts trying to whip his hair.

"I-I-I-I-I, Keep on hopin' we'll eat the cake by the ocean."

The siblings do a kick ball change into a sideways moonwalk, Ken tried to copy what he saw while Barbie did that one disco move.

"WALK FOR ME BABY!!"

Y/n walked over to the others after Ryan grabbed his guitar and started playing.

"Let's lose our minds and go plastic crazy."

Y/n grabs both Barbie and Ken's hands and spun them.

"I-I-I-I-I KEEP ON HOPIN' WE'LL EAT THE CAKE BY THE OCEAN!!"

Raquelle, Y/n and Ken all dance around having the time of their lives on stage as glitter sprayed everywhere.

[ru-fiction]

I usually don't talk about politics on this blog but I really am scared about what our future holds. It felt like our country was finally getting somewhere it wasn't perfect but you could at least be yourselves. I just hope us minorites can come together and protect each other because there are a lot of people who could potentially get fucked over and I don't think that's right in the slightest.

Imagine preferring a convicted felon over a woman. Imagine choosing that felon for president over a woman. Imagine choosing the convicted village idiot over a qualified woman.

[ru-fiction]

Playground Rivals: Ken x Reader

Chapter 1

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There once was a sandy island, not a building on site. The only presence of life being the little girls in their dresses playing with their toys.

Since the beginning of time, Since the first little girl ever existed, there have been dolls. But the dolls were always and forever baby dolls.

The girls who played with them could only play as mothers, Which can be fun, at least for a while anyway.

This continued until Barbie was created.

The girls surround a giant sized Barbie, looking on in fascination with the doll. A little blonde girl with glasses glances at the doll in her hand, she raises it above her head and starts to smash the remaining baby dolls with conviction. The other girls joined in her rampage. Once she finishes the job she throws the last one in the air.

Barbie changed everything.

She might have started out as just a lady in a bathing suit, but she became so much more.

She had her own money,

Her own house,

Her own car,

Her own career.

Because Barbie can be anything, Women could be anything.

Thanks to Barbie all problems of feminism and equal rights have been solved.

At least that's what the Barbies think.

The roof on one of the Barbies' dream houses opens up, revealing inside a sleeping Barbie on her pink heart shaped bed.

Here's one of those Barbies now, living her best day every day.

Barbie wakes up with a big smile on her face, throwing her covers off and getting her day started.

She walks off to the side somehow ending up on the floor below her bedroom, heading towards her bathroom. She turns on the shower, bathing in her warm none existent water. Once she gets out she heads to her closet opening it to reveal a long pink and white dress with different accessories surrounding it. She puts on the dress dawning a pearl white necklace, flower earrings and a pink bow. The outfit was soon replaced by a dark pink suit ready for the next day.

Barbie sits in front of the mirror that had no reflection and starts brushing her long, flowy hair. Sliding down her pink slide onto her plastic pool, making her way through the door towards her kitchen.

She opens her fridge grabbing a carton of milk then a plate catching a heart shaped waffle on it with whipped cream on top.

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Every day was perfect in Barbieland.

At least for Barbie.

If you weren't a Barbie, you weren't as important.

That messed with a few of the dolls heads, though they were good at hiding it. No one felt superior when Barbie was around.

Here was one of those very dolls.

Ken woke up cuddled next to both Kingsley!Ken and Ncuti!Ken. He untangled his limbs from his friends and stepped over the other Kens.

You see the Kens didn't have houses, While the mornings were warm in Barbieland, The nights were very cold.

The Kens had to make fire and made cuddle piles because they had no blankets.

Ken mimes washing his hair, getting the sand out of his bleach blonde hair.

Kens had to make due with what the beach offered.

"Morning Ken."

"Good morning, Ken."

Ken stopped his routine making eye contact with his two friends Ken and Ken. He sends them a smile, continuing to wash his hair. The other two sit beside him and also wash the sand out of their hair.

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"Hi Barbie!"

"Hi Skipper!"

"Hi Barbie!"

"Hi Midge!"

Barbies were always greeted by everyone.

Barbies greeted Barbies,

Skippers greeted Barbies,

Midges greeted Barbies,

Allan greeted Barbies,

Kens especially greeted Barbies.

But there were a few people who wouldn't even look at Barbie, or well a specific doll in general.

"Hey Raquelle."

The brunette, Barbie had spoken to rolled her eyes at the blonde before pulling the red shades in her hair down.

"Do you want a ride home?"

The brunette turned her nose up at Barbie and quickened her pace leaving behind Barbie whose car wasn't moving very fast. Barbie always shrugged off her interactions with Raquelle, but part of her couldn't understand why Raquelle didn't like her, everyone liked Barbie.

"Hi Barbie."

"Hi Barbie!!"

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Barbie has a great day every day.

But Ken only has a good day if Barbie looks at him.

Ken stood on the pink sand with a surfboard in his hand. He wore a teal and pink shirt that opened up and showed off his abs with a pair of matching shorts. He scanned the crowd looking for a specific blonde doll that he was made to love. He shifted nervously, he had planned something he hoped would impress her. Then he saw a flash of pink and white, he knew it was her before she even turned around to look at him. She had that presence about her.

"Hi Barbie!!!"

She turned towards him with a big smile on her face. She waved at him and he smiled big, having her attention on him.

"Hi, Ken."

"Hi Barbie."

"Hi Barbie."

"Hi Barbie!!"

"Hi Ken."

"Hi Ken."

Ken shrugs off Simu!Ken, slightly upset that everyone suddenly wanted Barbie's attention but then again someone always wanted Barbie's attention.

A chain reaction was set off, everyone was talking over each other, trying to say 'Hi'.

The Kens had already spoken to each other beforehand so Ken didn't understand why they were causing this much commotion now of all times.

"I got you an Ice cream Ken!!"

"Cool."

After everyone has quieted down, Ken made another attempt to get Barbie to focus on him.

Ken wasn't attracted to his Barbie but he still felt like he needed her validation, her attention.

"Hey Barbie, Check me out."

Barbie nods in the direction of Ken. He was happy to finally have her attention but something was missing or someone, He looked around a little but there was no sight of the doll he was looking for. He bent his knees, surfboard in hand, staring at the plastic wave. He took a nervous breath, shaking off the nerves before running full force towards the wave. That was not a great Idea.

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On the other side of Barbieland was a huge mansion. The mansion was the epitome of vanity. The mansion was a Victorian style with auburn shingled roofs, the owner of said building had the exterior painted in her favorite color purple, she had columns built around the house each with her initial R. A lush lawn surrounded the outside of the mansion leaving a little walkway in-between. A little pass the walkway was a golden gate with the initial R. In golden accents, pass the gate was the owner sitting by her plastic pool next to a golden statue of herself.

This is Raquelle, she was made in opposition to Barbie. She starts her day off waking up and going on a morning jog and then dresses in her red swimsuit and tans next to her pool in the plastic sun.

Raquelle pulls out a golden mirror checking out her tan.

Some Barbies would call her vain or self-centered, Raquelle made a habit out of ignoring the Barbies, she wasn't exactly happy with being treated like a secondary character.

Raquelle grabbed her purple phone to read the same message that's on every plastic phone made in Barbieland. She reads the message before rolling her eyes and tossing the phone to the side.

"A party at Barbie's, how very yesterday."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS!!"

Raquelle rolls her eyes again, getting up and walking in towards the house knowing her moment of peace was over for the day.

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Raquelle walks into the house, she looks in the direction of her dining room noticing her sibling placing three plates filled with plastic waffles on the table. A smirk playing on the (h/c)'s lips. An angry brunette storms into the room, blue faced. The (h/c) head bursts out in laughter once his glare falls onto them.

"How could you do this to me?! You know I have a show tonight."

"We have a show tonight."

The brunette points to his face, walking up to his giggling sibling and grabbing the bottom of their apron trying to wipe it off.

"It's a joke, Ryan."

These were Raquelle's siblings, Ryan and Y/n. Ryan was made in opposition to Ken. Being Raquelle's twin brother, he also was a little conceited. He considered himself a serious artist doesn't mean he always was serious artist.

Y/n was their self-proclaimed younger sibling. The two basically took them in, they had no family or dream house or official job until they met the two. They were made because of a collaboration Mattel did with Kay Jewelers before the line was cancelled.

"My face is blue."

"Oh calm down, it's washable."

"I don't care, this face is money!"

The brunette motioned to his face.

"I said I was sorry. What more do you want from me?"

"Oh you..."

Ryan scoffed as he pointed at the (h/c) haired doll. The younger doll made a point to look dejected before making eye contact with their sister.

Raquelle watched the two, shaking her head before getting a cloth and holding it under the sink, she turns the knob checking the temperature of the none existent water before holding the cloth under it. She walks up to her twin, rolling up the towel before pulling in the back end of the towel and letting it go hitting the boy with it.

"Ouch!! What the hell Raquelle."

The brunette turns towards his sister with a betrayed look in his eye, not noticing the slick smile making its way on the face of his sibling behind him.

"Cut it out. Can't you see they're remorseful."

She gestures towards the other doll in the room who instantly drops their smile and pretends to look like a broken puppy dog. Ryan just glares instead.

Y/n was the favorite sibling and liked to use that to their advantage. The other two aren't oblivious to this fact, they just usually gave into the puppy eyes.

"You know they're just putting on a front."

"Oh my plastic. Ryan just hurry up and get dressed so we can go."

"Okay, Okay!"

Ryan held his hands up in defeat before pointing at the other doll.

"Sleep with one eye open."

He makes eye contact with the younger doll with an evil glint in his eye before leaving to get dressed.

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The three pulled into the beach area of Barbieland, walking out of the car in coordinated outfits. Raquelle wore a black tank top, black cover up drapped over with red roses and green leaves embroidered on in, and black shorts and sandals, finishing her look wearing a pair of red shades. Y/n wore a black hawaiian shirt with red flowers on top opened to show off the black tank top underneath, black shorts and red sandals. Ryan wore a black hawaiian shirt that had red leaves on one side of the shirt and black pants with black tennis shoes. The three struck a pose once they stop walking, Raquelle and Ryan waiting to be noticed and Y/n looking for a specific blonde hair cutie.

"Hiya Y/n!"

The three turned in the direction of the voice. Y/n smile grows as the blonde makes his way over to them. They lifted their hand up in a wave receiving a glare from their brother as they did so.

"Hi Ken!"

Ken's plastic heart skipped a beat when their eyes met. The (h/c) haired doll makes a move to walk towards him but got pulled back by the brunette doll beside them.

I know we said Ken only has a good day when Barbie looks at him but he has an even better day when it's Y/n. Even though Ken enjoys their attention, he felt guilty about it as if he's doing something he isn't supposed to.

Kens were meant to love Barbie and Barbie alone. Yet this Ken couldn't help shifting his eyes towards the other doll that was in his life. The one doll that treated him like more than just a sidekick or an annoyance.

Raquelle was aware of the secret glances the two would give each other when Barbie wasn't looking and the dorky smiles that would be on their faces when they caught a glance of the other walking past. She understood very well the feelings her sibling was going through as she herself was very taken with this particular Ken at one point in time. When she had first noticed her sibling's affection for the doll she was upset, she had already had to compete with Barbie for his attention and now she had to compete with her sibling as well but after realizing how much the two dolls cared for each other she decided to back off, wanting the other doll to be happy.

Ryan on the other hand didn't know. He knew they were friends but that's about it. It's not that Y/n thought their brother would hate them or anything, if it had been anyone else besides this specific Ken, he no doubt would be okay with it but it wasn't anyone else that held their heart, It was Ken and Ryan wasn't too fond of Ken it had more to do with Ryan being extremely over protective then anything.

And because of that, Ryan's reactions to them just being friends was enough to keep Y/n quiet.

He did everything in his power to keep the two apart, pull his sibling in the opposite direction, placing towels on holes he dug only for Allan to fall into them every time instead, he even convinced Simu!Ken to flirt with his sibling; Ken was jealous for a short moment however he quickly got over it by the reassurance of the other doll.

Raquelle was more than happy to keep this secret from him so that was a plus.

"Barbie invited me to her big blowout party."

Ken goes to grab Y/n's hands only for Ryan to swat them away. Ken just sends them a sheepish grin.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come."

"No."

"No."

"Yes!"

The three all look at each other, the (h/c) doll clearly upset by their siblings' answers. Raquelle gave them an apologetic look while Ryan glared at a sadden Ken.

"Nothing personal Ken, but we aren't really, Barbie's favorite people and she isn't ours. It's best we stay out of each other's way."

"Plus I have a concert tonight."

Ryan pulls his sibling to his side shaking them a little as he does so.

"And Y/n has to be there. They're my pianist."

"I'm more than a pianist."

The (h/c) doll rolled their eyes.

"And you wouldn't want our show to flop now would you Kenny boy?"

The blonde doll shook his head.

"Good."

Y/n mouths a quick 'sorry' before their siblings pulls them away from the blonde, his ocean eyes following their figure as his shoulders drooped.

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Y/n was able to finally get some time away from their siblings. Raquelle noticed said doll moping around after the whole Ken interaction and sent them to grab ice cream while Ryan played his guitar to serenade some Barbies, She sat with him rolling her eyes every time he would stop to flirt with a new Barbie that passed by. Raquelle had got Kingsley!Ken to help Y/n carry the ice cream back.

"Here you go Y/n."

Ken handed them two strawberry sundaes and held onto the (f/ic) cone for them, following them towards the direction of their siblings.

"Hey Y/n, Hi Ken!!"

Both dolls turned and saw the sunshine that was Barbie headed their way. She waved at the two, making her way over.

"I feel like I haven't seen you all morning."

"Yeah, being around Raquelle will do that."

Contrary to what Raquelle believed Y/n and Barbie actually had a good relationship with each other. They would even consider Barbie to be their best friend after Ken, of course. She was the only Barbie that really made an effort to talk to them outside of just asking for favors despite who their siblings were. Though they didn't know if they were Barbie's.

The blonde thought about that for a second, she looked like she wanted to ask a question but decided against it. Barbie grabs Y/n hands and pulled them closer to her, a big mischievous smile on her face.

"You should come to my party."

"Barbie."

Y/n tilted their head giving them the same look that they normally did.

Barbie knew what was coming she heard it everyday but today will NOT be that day.

Barbie had a party every night.

Everyday Barbie invited Y/n to come to said party.

Every night the party would end in a girls night.

Everyday Y/n would have to reject Barbie.

While this hurt Y/n to repeatedly tell their friend 'no,' they didn't want to betray the trust of their sister.

But who wants to see the rejected look on their friends face every single time this situation happened.

"They don't have to know."

"What?"

"She doesn't have to know, I really want you there tonight."

"I can't."

"What if this is the last party I ever have?"

This scenario would never happen. Right?

Everyday was the same.

It started the same.

It ended the same.

Ryan was counting on them to show up for the concert that night? Would they miss it?

Raquelle trusted them, would they break her heart?

Barbie was their best friend, would this pull them apart?

"What do you say?"

Would this time be different?

[ru-fiction]

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

Second chance at first line

You let out a frustrated sigh as your friend kept following you around with all his questions. You admired his curiosity but you were in school and rather not get into the logistics of your powers where anyone could hear.

You turned towards him and gave him an annoyed look.

"Look Stiles, I love you but you're being annoying right now."

You smiled before continuing to your locker. He raises his hands in defense as he leans against the locker next to yours.

"Sorry, Sorry. I'm just excited!"

Your eyebrows raised as you tilted your head slightly.

"Yeah, I can tell."

"I just never had a friend who was a vampire before."

You chuckle.

"We've literally been friends since we were kids."

Stiles wagged his finger at you while he laughed with you.

"Doesn't count because I didn't know."

You shake your head and playfully rolled your eyes with a smile stretching along your face.

"Were you born this way?"

You shake your head.

"No, I was turned whenever my mom started dating my dad."

"I remember that, that's when you started wearing these baggy clothes..."

He slightly tugged on the sleeve of your jacket.

"I always thought it was because you're always cold."

You winced and shifted your eyes around when you realized he was talking about your body heat that was non-existent.

"Side effect of being half dead I guess..."

You paused for a moment.

"Would it even be half dead if I never died? Undead maybe..."

You furrowed your eyebrows when you felt a fire in the pit of your stomach and the next moment Scott appeared, grabbing on to Stiles shoulders making him slightly brush against the locker.

"I need you."

Scott gave Stiles a pleading look with a hint of shock. Stiles nodded and patted Scott's shoulder before looking at you.

"See ya bud, gotta be supportive to the other friend.."

Stiles held up his fist and you lightly tapped it with your own, you nodded as they walked off towards the locker room.

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A little while later you found yourself on the bench watching the boys practice, your hood was up blocking the sun from touching your face. You covered your ears each time the coach's whistle sounded. You watched the sweaty boys on the field line up again waiting for the coach's next order.

Scott seemed distracted from where you were seated which wasn't good because Jackson looked about ready to take him down. He seemed to focus a little after awhile and started running up towards Jackson only to be knocked down by him, you winced at the contact and the sound of his body hitting the pavement. You heard Jackson mock Scott before walking away, this had caused you to roll your eyes at his cockiness.

The coach soon followed in Jackson's footsteps and started taunting Scott in an act to provoke him and get him to do better.

Scott had moved back to the start of the line as the coach repeated that he was going to go again.

You watched as Jackson's cocky face shifted as a smirk etched at his lips under his helmet.

After the whistle was blown, Scott quickly made his way towards Jackson, knocking him off of his feet with a huge amount of force effectively harming him.

You stood up in concern for both guys, watching the scene with worried eyes that shifted between Jackson and Scott. You watched as Scott was escorted off the field by Stiles and waited a few moments before going after them in case of an emergency, Not even noticing that Derek was watching from the sidelines.

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You walked up to the locker room and grabbed the handle quickly pushing inside as you heard Scott's angry yell.

Once inside you noticed an angry Scott chasing around a frightened Stiles, his eyes glowed a bright yellow as he hopped from locker to locker, his eyes trained on Stiles as he stalked his friend, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

Scott climbed onto the ceiling as he chased Stiles who had tried to hide in a locker and watching as he gave up and started heading to the door where you were. When Scott lunged for him but you acted faster pulling Stiles behind you before pushing Scott into the lockers knocking some of them down under his weight from the amount of force you had used. Scott got up once more to attack but Stiles quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher, quickly pulling you behind him before spraying his other friend in the face in hopes of cooling his temper.

"Stiles? Y/N?"

Scott asked softly as he finally came to his senses, he looked extremely confused, he was panting heavily and his face was full of sweat. Stiles' fear instantly turned into relief as he dropped the extinguisher and threw off his gloves.

"You tried to kill us... It's like I told you before. It's the anger, it's your pulse rising, It's a trigger."

Stiles squared in front of his friend as he spoke to him.

"But that's lacrosse."

Scott responded in exhaustion as he breathed heavily.

"It's a pretty violent game, if you haven't noticed."

"Well it'll be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field."

Stiles scolded.

"You can't play Saturday. You are gonna have to get out of the game."

"But I'm first line."

Stiles shook his head as he gave him a firm look, putting his foot down.

"Not anymore."

You looked between the two boys as they stared at the other, Scott looking upset and Stiles looking worried for his friend.

"You okay?"

Scott nodded at your question.

"You?"

You placed a hand on Stiles' shoulder which he pats softly in return.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

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"He probably hates me."

"He doesn't hate you."

Stiles groaned as he leaned into your side, the two of you were currently watching some movie at his house that neither one of you were really paying attention to. You were running your fingers through his hair trying to soothe him from the stress he was feeling about his friend.

"You think I was too hard on him? Maybe I should have—."

"Nope, don't start. You did nothing wrong, you were just looking out for a friend."

You hushed softly as you massaged his scalp, causing him to melt against you. Your phone pinged causing you to stop massaging him to pull your phone out.

Stiles glanced up at you, eyes glittering with curiosity.

"What's up?"

You turned your phone around so that he could read the message you got from Lydia. Stiles sighed as he pulled away completely.

"Where are you going?"

You questioned as your brows furrowed together, you were already missing the warmth his body provided.

"I'll be right back."

Stiles disappeared for a moment before coming back with his laptop in hand and toy gun in hand. He got back onto the couch taking his place near you again, he had been facing away from you this time having his back up against your chest as he started to call up Scott.

When Scott answered, he picked up the gun and started pressing the trigger causing it to light up, You chuckled as his face shifted with pure joy.. Scott jumped at the sound from behind the camera, a concerned look on his face.

"Did you hear that?"

Stiles raised an eyebrow, not knowing what Scott meant.

"T-That sound. It sounded like some type of laugh?"

Stiles laughed.

"Dude, that was just Y/N."

"Really? I don't see him."

"What do you mean dude he's beh—woah."

Stiles noticed that you were not visible in the camera. He turned to look at you then back at the camera then back at you again.

"What? I can't be caught on camera."

"Is that why you usually keep your camera off?"

You shrugged.

"Pretty much."

Scott nodded as he was processing the information.

"So what'd you find out?"

Scott asked, changing the subject.

"Well it's bad. Jackson's got a separated shoulder."

Scott deflated slightly.

"Because of me?"

"Because he sucks/Because he's a tool."

"Well i-is he gonna play?"

"Oh, they don't know yet."

Stiles shrugged.

"Now they're just counting on you Saturday."

Scott sighed and shook his head, you frowned when you noticed the slightest movement behind him. Stiles had noticed too as his eyes squinted to try to see better.

"What?"

The connection started to get a bit shaky, so Stiles began to type. Your eyes widened when you finally saw what or who was in his room.

"It looks like what?"

Scott questioned as his brows furrowed in confusion, he watched as the screen started buffering, he got a little frustrated the longer his computer acted up.

When the computer finally started working again he could see Stiles new message. He was more confused but as the realization filled his eyes, the line cut.

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[ru-fiction]

Unknown Territory: Five x Reader

Chapter 3: Run Boy Run part 2

Five Hargreeves

Y/N

Diego Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Vanya Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Pogo

Grace

Hazel

ChaCha

Comic ChaCha

Comic Hazel

It was a nice day in the fall. The sun was shining, the wind wasn't too strong. People were walking around the carnival with smiles on their faces.

An older man smiled as he saw this and proceeded to set up is concession stand.

He was whistling a small tune as he did so, his favorite time of day was when he came to work. He liked to keep himself busy.

The whisting came to a stop when a broom snapped on the side of his stand, then started hearing a scream. He looked in the sky before jumping out of the way and the next thing he knew the body of the cleaners fell into his stand.

He quickly went and told the security guard what had happened though the security guard was skeptical when he said the man was pushed.

Until he saw the body. He pulls out his walkie and starts to yell into it.

"Excuse me, officer but I believe we can of assistance."

"Who the hell are you?"

The man asked as he turned to find the Umbrella Academy; Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus and Ben. This was their second mission and they felt more than ready to take on the task at hand.

"It's your Eiffel Tower, it's gone insane and must be stopped at all cost."

The man looked at the kids like they were crazy, he had no time for children and their made up games.

"Allow me to introduce my subordinate, Number Three."

Luther holds his hand out and gestures to Allison with it.

Allison turns to face the crowd of people that happened to be surrounding the Eiffel Tower.

"Citizens of Paris... I heard a rumor that the musee d'orsay is giving away many of its finest paintings. They're also serving Crepes."

The crowd of people ran past the children in the direction of the art museum. Luther praises Allison and now that the area was safely cleared out, the kids activated their belts that gave them the ability to fly. Reginald thought this would be the perfect time for the kids to test his new invention before he sold it off.

"Spread out and attack!"

The kids nearly dodged a beam that came from the tower. Above them was a helicopter with the umbrella symbol on it. There, Reginald Hargreeves and Vanya sat watching the action.

"Dad?"

Reginald makes no move to acknowledge her.

"Why can't I play with the others?"

He didn't respond but she knew what he would say if he did. She frowned as she watched her siblings fly over the tower.

"Where's Number Five? I don't see him down there."

Five had been gone for days now. Ben, Klaus and Vanya had gone out to find him but he had vanished without a trace.

Today was not that day.

Vanya began leaving out his favorite sandwiches hoping that one day he'd come back.

"The future I presume..I can't be sure nor can I be bothered."

There was not an ounce of emotion on his face. Sometimes Vanya thought he was more machine than human.

"Why don't you go and play your violin?"

They had been there for a while. Arrived at 8:15 am, Almost shot out of the sky around 8:52 am and now at 9:04 am, Ben was using his testicles to try to tear down the Eiffel Tower but currently he was distracted trying to keep Klaus from falling into the gears below them.

"Any bright ideas now, fearless leader?"

Diego glares at Luther.

"You're slipping Klaus!"

"Don't let go! I'm trying to contact a dead engineer from the spirit world. He can tell us how to stop it!"

"Save your breath we're all gonna die!"

Diego yelled at the two annoying Luther.

"Why don't you shut up!"

He flew up and wounded his fist back and punched the tower with enough force to snap it in half. The others quickly flew a little bit away as the tower came crashing down.

"Show off!"

Diego pouts earning an eye roll in return. Luther punched through the control tower giving them a way in. Inside they find the person they were looking for.

"Just as I suspected— Zombie Robot Gustaye Eiffel!"

"Maudit Enfants!"

Ben stares at the man in shock.

"Alive after all these years!"

"Not for long!"

Diego quickly pulls out a knife and throws it before Luther can tell him not to. The knife collides into Eiffel's head forcing him off of his feet. His body lands on the different levers behind him.

Sparks start to shoot out of his head.

"Initier la séquence de lancement!!"

"EVERYONE OUT! NOW!"

The kids jump out of the building trying to get away from it.

"What's happening?!"

Klaus yells and Luther answers.

"I think it's taking off."

"But why?"

Allison looks to him for answers once they finally get to safety. The kids turn to look at the Eiffel Tower, it starts to lift off the ground and towards the sky.

"That's because it's not a monument, children. It's a spaceship."

The kids turned to look at their dad who was now standing behind them.

"While you have lost the Eiffel Tower, you did save Paris and you know what that means?"

"The Key to the city." The governor states.

"Free ice cream for everyone, one scoop each." The ice cream parlor said.

The kids cheered each one running towards the ice cream stand well everyone besides Luther.

"What's wrong, Number One?"

"When I grow up...I want to go into space."

"And so you shall, Number One..."

He places a hand on Luther's shoulder.

"So you shall..."

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Luther wakes up to his alarm he turns it off gets dressed and knocks his head into the light bulb hanging from the ceiling. He walks past Allison's room to look past the hall before turning back to knock on her door.

"Hi."

"Hey."

Allison continues packing her clothes away. Luther is silent for a moment, he wants to talk to her but he's afraid that she's still upset with him. She's the only one he really cares about wanting to appease.

"You know it's funny. I've had the same routine for the last four years. Now that I'm back down here, I'm not quite sure what to do with myself."

"I know the feeling."

Allison chuckled slightly but her eyes still weren't meeting his.

"Well, you must be eager to see Claire, huh?"

"I didn't think it was possible to miss a person this much. But I've got some things I need to do before I can see her."

Luther walks up to Allison believing it was okay because she didn't turn him away.

"You know someday, I'd really..."

She pauses her sentence as she looks up to meet his eyes for the first time today.

"Love for you to meet her."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you."

Allison chuckled again.

"Why not?"

"Well, does Claire even know about me?"

Luther asks timidly.

Allison eyebrows furrowed at his question.

"What are you talking about? Of course she knows about you."

"I know, it's just that, when you left, it felt like..."

Luther shrugs.

"All you wanted to do was forget this place ever existed, so..."

Allison crosses her arms and nods.

"This place, yes. But not you."

The two stood there in silence just staring at the other before Allison broke contact.

"When Claire was little, I used to read her books about the moon. I'd tell her her; her uncle was living up there."

Allison smiles as she looks back up at him.

"That he was... Protecting us from harm."

The two laugh together and Luther's eyes brighten.

"Really?"

"I mean, you were...her own personal superhero."

Luther nods with a smile feeling happy about the thought of Allison talking about him with her child. It made him feel good.

"You know, after all this time, I know she would love to meet you."

Luther paused for a second just staring at her not knowing what to say. So he settled on....

"Uh, Dad's monocle is still missing, so I can't just forget about that."

Allison let out a sigh at him mentioning Reginald again.

"Dad died because his heart gave out, Luther. Don't turn his death into a mission."

Luther frowned at her words not understanding why his siblings weren't on his side.

"Is that what you think this is?"

Allison searched her mind for the right words before placing her hand on his shoulder.

"I think there's a reason why you never left."

Allison searched his eyes for a moment before leaving the room.

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Klaus lies on the couch with a twisted look of terror written all over his face. He starts to mumble something in his sleep as he shivered before waking up abruptly, he shivered in fear as his brother watched him from a few feet away.

"You know you talk in your sleep?"

Ben's eyes follow Klaus as he slides to the floor and starts to look around.

"There's no point."

Ben said softly.

"You're out of drugs."

"Shut your pie hole Ben."

After realizing he snapped he looked at Ben.

"Said with love."

He blows a kiss towards his brother.

"I got a crazy idea. Why not try starting your day with a glass of orange juice or some eggs?"

"I can't smoke eggs."

Klaus lights up a cigarette before walking around to look for something to sell. Ben sighs as he stares at a wall feeling concerned for his brother.

Pogo cleared his throat as he entered the room, Ben smiled at the sight of him while Klaus jumped in fright.

"My apologies, Master Klaus. I have a query for you."

"Oh?"

His eyes brows raised in question before the chimp began to speak again.

"Some items from your father's office have gone missing. In particular, an ornate box with pearl inlay"

Ben turned to look at his brother with disappointment in his eyes.

"Really."

"Really? You don't say."

"Any idea where it went?"

Klaus figured that Pogo wouldn't be asking if he didn't already know but did he want to be honest about it?.....nope.

"No, no, no. No idea. Sorry."

"Liar."

"Dropdead."

"Low blow."

"Would you shut up?"

The last sentence caused Pogo to get offended though he didn't show it as he thought the comment was directed towards him.

"Excuse me?"

Klaus instantly spoke up trying to correct himself and attempt to deflect more from the stolen items.

"The contents of that box are....priceless. Were they to find their way back to the office. Whoever took it would be absolved of any blame or consequences."

"Oh, well, lucky bastard."

"Indeed."

Pogo said in a firm voice, he stared at Klaus for a few more minutes making him feel an inch of guilt in the pit of his stomach.

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Five gripped onto the eyeball in his hand as he stood in the lobby of the lab. His gaze hardens as he looks around waiting for someone to address him.

A man walks out dressed in a lab coat. His brows furrowed at the sight of Five standing there.

"Uh, can I help you?"

Five turns around at the sound of the voice behind him. He took a second to look down at the eyeball before showing it to the man.

"I need to know who this belongs to."

"Where did you get that?"

"Why do you care?"

Five instantly got defensive and glared at the man, the scientist took a moment to study Five trying to figure out the best way to have him give up the information.

After realizing he probably had to say something Five answered.

"I...I found it... At a playground, actually."

He hoped the lie was believable enough for the man to tell him who it belonged to. Though the man in front of him seemed suspicious of that statement.

"Uh, must have just...popped out."

He finished the sentence with a smile hoping to look inviting like you usually did.

"I want to return it to its rightful owner."

The lady at the desk smiled at the gesture and made a comment. Five however was done with the small talk and wanted the information he came for.

"Yeah. Look up the name for me, will ya?"

The smile on the lady's face fell and the man in front of him spoke again.

"Uh, I'm sorry, but patient records are strictly confidential. That means I can't tell you—"

"Yeah, I know what it means."

Five started to feel a little frustrated at this point. The man caught on to the shift in attitude.

"Right well, I'll tell you what I can do. I will take the eye off your hands and return it to the owner. I'm sure he or she will be very grateful, so if I can just—"

"Yeah, you're not touching this eye."

The forced smile slipped off of Five's face the moment the man tried to reach for the eye. The man frowned and started to scold him as if he were a child.

"Now, you listen here, young man—"

Five glared at the man, he grabbed his coat and pulled him close in just seconds. He looked deep into his eyes, making sure the man was looking at his piercing eyes.

"No! You listen to me, asshole. I've come a long way for this, through some shit your pea brain couldn't even comprehend, so just give me the information I need, and I'll be on my merry way. And if you call me 'young man' one more time, I'm gonna put your head through that damn wall."

The lady got worried as she saw the twenty year old man get aggressive with the older one.

"Oh dear."

"Call security."

The lady instantly picks up the phone and starts dialing causing Five's glare on the man to harden. Five let's go of the man but not without giving him a harsh shove.

God he wished you were there.

[ru-fiction]

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

Wolf Moon 2

There was a sense of peace as you sat in your room, a calmness that came when you were alone in the comfort of your room.

You were currently reading one of your many vampire tomes. The room was dark, the only illumination came from the single candle on your dresser and your red eyes.

You closed your book when you heard a soft knock on your door. You knew it wasn't your parents, they would have just walked in after knocking so you quickly hid your tome as your eyes turned back to normal.

"Come in!''

Stiles walked into your room with a sheepish smile on his face and a lot of random books.

"I know we're supposed to watch a movie or whatever but would you mind helping me with something?"

He drops the mountain of books on your bed. You pick one up out of curiosity and your heart instantly drops when you read the cover.

"What uh- What is this for?"

You nervously started rubbing your hands over pants because they were starting to get sweaty.

Stiles was also nervous. After the information he got, he was extremely nervous.

"You know how Scott and I went into the woods earlier to look for the body....''

You nodded.

"Well we didn't find it but my dad has the other half. Scott said he heard a wolf last night, my dad's team found animal hairs on the body; the half that they have...."

He was hesitant to continue so you grabbed his hand and pulled him down next to you.

"What's going on?"

"I-I'm not sure but I think Scott is in danger."

He had no idea...

—🧛🏼

The next day Stiles basically dragged you to lacrosse practice, frantically looking for his friend.

"He's probably in the locker room."

Stiles nods frantically before running off in that direction.

You sat on the bench nervously rubbing your hand against your pants, you knew what was happening to Scott but should you tell Stiles? How would he react? Would it really be a good idea to expose him to the supernatural world? Would he be safe if you did?

You were stressing yourself out with all the questions that were floating around in your mind. From your interaction with him the night before, it was clear he had an inkling of what he thought was happening to Scott, he didn't say it but all those books were a dead give away.

The two boys came to the bench, you could hear Stiles frantically trying to tell Scott about what he found but Scott was being sort of dismissive about the information.

Scott headed to the field leaving behind an extremely nervous Stiles.

The team soon gathers around the coach, listening to him talk about what would happen if they make the cut or not. You cover your ears as the team starts to get loud. Stiles was the only one not cheering, instead he was looking worriedly at his friend.

Practice starts as if it were a real match, Jackson bumps into Scott which made you roll your eyes, he was such a jackass. But it made Scott try harder and he ended up making the goal.

Everyone started cheering him on which only made Jackson even more upset.

The coach called him over and you smiled as you heard him say Scott made the first line but then you remembered what sport this was. This was not good...

The dude didn't even know he was a werewolf and now that Jackson was starting to be up his ass, he was definitely going to be provoked.

You looked over at Stiles, whose eyes were already on you. His mouth was open and you could tell how stressed he was about this.

-

Stiles pulled you into his room and instantly went over to his computer, frantically typing.

"Sti-"

"There's something wrong."

He says with a quiver on his voice as he turns to look at you.

"I know...I know I should be happy for him, he's my best friend but I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong...."

He wiped his lips. You went over to stand behind him and slowly rubbed your hands up and down his shoulders to try to calm him.

"Am I crazy?"

"No! No, you aren't."

He scoffs and shakes his head before looking at the screen that showed an article about werewolves.

"Let's take a break."

Stiles shakes his head and looks up at you.

"I can't, I have to make sure my friend is going to be okay."

Stiles looks back at the screen and continues to look at different werewolf facts.

You didn't usually associate yourself with any werewolves besides one on occasion, but for Stiles sake you'd make sure that Scott was safe, especially from them.

The two of you spent the next few minutes looking at different werewolf sites or at least Stiles did.

He was going between different websites and books and started printing out different things that he found.

You heard footsteps coming towards the room but decided not to say anything about them, there was a soft knock on the door before Stiles stood up to open it.

It was Scott smiling, Stiles sighs before motioning for him to come inside. Scott's smile drops slightly as he looks at the mess of books that littered Stiles' room. Scott looks at you for answers and just gets a shrug in return.

"We've been up all night reading. Websites, books-"

"How much Adderall have you had today?

Stiles spins around in his chair looking at the different papers he printed not knowing where to start.

"Doesn't matter. Okay, just listen."

"He's had a lot."

Scott laughs, Stiles rolls his eyes before he continues on his rant.

"Is this about the body? Did they find out who did it?"

Stiles grabs a bunch of papers and faces Scott wanting to just get to the reason why Scott was really here.

"No, they're still questioning people, even Derek Hale."

"Oh, the guy in the woods we saw the other day."

You looked at the two, your eyebrows instantly rose at the sound of Derek's name.

"What did you say?"

Stiles turns his attention to you.

"About what?"

"You never said that you saw Derek in the woods."

"You didn't ask..."

You gave him an annoyed glare.

"I didn't know..."

"Well you...why does this... that's not the point, Scott.."

Stiles turns his worried gaze to Scott.

"Remember the joke from the other day? Not a joke anymore."

Scott's smile completely wipes from his face. He glanced at you for a second before looking back at his friend, who instantly started to speak again.

"The wolf, The bite in the woods, I started doing all this reading. Do you even know why a wolf howls?"

"Should I?"

You sigh, still stuck on the fact that the two interacted with Derek at all. Was he the one who turned Scott? He was the only known wolf you knew about that was still alive. But why would he just randomly bite someone?

You broke out of your thoughts when Scott stood up from the bed looking upset.

"Are you seriously wasting my time with this? You know I'm picking up Allison in an hour."

Scott started picking up his bag.

"I saw you on the field today Scott, okay. What you did wasn't just amazing, all right? It was impossible."

Scott shrugs him off.

"Yeah, so I made a good shot."

"No, you made an incredible shot."

Stiles takes Scott's backpack and places it back on the bed.

"I mean, the way you moved, your speed, your reflexes. People can't just suddenly do that overnight."

Stiles pauses for a moment to see if his friend was processing what he was saying before he started again.

"And don't even think I don't notice that you don't use your inhaler anymore."

"Okay!"

Scott looks at you for help but you didn't know what to say that would be helpful. You knew the truth, Scott was changing there was no stopping it. Scott frowns and looks back at Stiles.

"I can't think about this now. We'll talk tomorrow."

Stiles' eyes filled with panic as he tries to get his friend to listen to him.

"Tomorrow? What? No! The full moon's tonight. Don't you get it?"

"What are you trying to do? I just made first line. I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me."

Stiles sits down to face his computer and you cover your ears as Scott's voice raises slightly.

"Everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?''

You frowned at those words.

"He's just trying to help.''

"Look I know this must sound insane but...."

The two turned to look at you, Scott's frown deepens and Stiles gives you a half smile and an appreciative nod.

You sighed. As much as you wanted to keep Stiles from finding out about supernaturals, with his friend now being a werewolf and them coming into contact with Derek, it's looking like that won't happen.

"Scott..."

You said in a stern tone. You pushed away the rage inside that you felt when he first entered the room but your body was on fire. He glared at you knowing you were taking Stiles' side, you always did.

"This is serious, You're cursed. Your body is going to go through changes and which I've experienced myself since I'm a va-"

You stopped yourself realizing you almost outted yourself. Stiles eyebrow raised slightly.

"What I mean is it's not just the full moon you have to worry about, anything can trigger it, bloodlust or lust in general, anything that makes your heart race."

"The full moon also happens to be when your bloodlust will be at its peak."

"Bloodlust?"

"Your urge to kill.''

Stiles gazes off to the side, Scott looks between the two of you feeling disappointed.

"I'm already starting to feel an urge to kill, Stiles."

You glare at Scott the instant the words leave his mouth. Stiles pulls out his book that he had been reading the past couple of hours and recited what you had already said.

"I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does. You gotta cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now."

Stiles riffles through Scott's bag and grabs his phone.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm cancelling the date."

"No, give it to me!"

You instantly saw red the moment Scott pushes Stiles into the wall. You rushed from the bed at the speed of light and pushed Scott against the other wall with your arm against his neck. Your eyes were glowing pure red, the light reflecting off the wall. Scott had a scared look on his face when he saw your eyes.

Stiles looks at the scene in shock not knowing how to react. You blink your eyes rapidly and pull away from Scott, your eyes turned back normal but he continues to look at you in fear.

Scott quickly grabs his bag and leaves the room, you take a moment to calm yourself down and hesitantly look at Stiles. He kept looking from the bed to you, not understanding what happened.

"What was that?"

"I have to go."

You quickly walked out of the room leaving behind a gaping Stiles.

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You straighten your dress shirt and tied up your dress shoes before spraying yourself with cologne. You walked out of your room to find your dad sitting on the couch watching a movie about Dracula which he only criticized.

"Dad?"

He looked up at you with a smile.

"How's my hair, is it fine?"

Your dad gives you a confused nod as he looks at your outfit.

"Where are you going Kiddo?"

"A party..."

Your dad shakes his finger at you.

"No, you're not."

You sighed.

"Dad-"

"No, don't Dad me. Do you know what tonight is..."

You sighed again and said along with him.

"The full moon..."

"The full moon.... exactly."

"But Dad-"

He cuts you off again and starts to pace.

"No, 'But Dads'...there might not be as many wolves as before but there are still wolves in this town not to mention the hunters..."

"You and Mom always tell me I need to go out and do something, anything besides staying in my room."

Your dad looks at you like you grew two heads.

"Yeah, on a normal night!"

You sigh, you didn't have time for this...

"Dad, I have a friend who is in serious danger tonight."

You start to rub your hands against your pants as your dad raises his hands in a big gesture.

"Too bad. You're not going out tonight. I won't allow it."

"But Dad-"

"I said No!"

His voice was dark as he said it, begging to be demanded.

"Fine. You're right."

He sighs as he walks up to you and pats your shoulders.

"I just want you to be safe."

You nodded with a sad look on your eyes. He starts to feel guilty.

"How about I make you some ice cream..hmm?"

You nodded at him with a forced smile. He walks to the kitchen to make the desert and when he comes back you're gone. He lets out an annoyed sigh when he sees the front door open.

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You entered Jackson's house with no problem, luckily you had been there before and didn't have to deal with the limitations that came with being a creature of the dead or half dead.

You walked into the party instantly feeling like you didn't belong, it was super crowded and it felt claustrophobic but you pushed through trying to find Scott, didn't take you too long because he was stumbling into the building holding his head in agony.

You noticed how Stiles instantly broke off his conversation to check on his friend. You started to follow behind Scott trying to keep a close eye on him as he passed people who looked worried about his well-being.

You followed him out of the house watching as he bumped into people and stumbled on his way down the stairs, you could smell the sweat from his body.

Allison followed soon after but Scott had already gotten to his car and drove off.

"Allison."

You turned your head in the direction of the voice, it was Derek Hale. You were going to walk up to him but he signaled to you with his eyes that he meant no harm and nods his head towards where Scott was headed.

"Did you do it?"

You whispered, he shook his head before nodding towards the car again. You sighed but nodded before chasing after the car.

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You ran up towards his door and knocked hoping he would answer, you could hear the water running so you knew he was there but no one answered. You heard footsteps behind you and found Stiles standing there with a worried look on his face.

"Checking on Scott?"

You nodded. He points to the open window.

"Lets go."

The two of you crawled into the house and walked towards the direction of the running water.

"Hey, how'd you get here so fast? There's no other car outside."

You sighed.

"We're here for Scott.."

"Yeah, but-"

You knocked on the door to the bathroom.

"Go away!"

"Scott, I'm here to help you. I know you're scared right now but I'm going to help you."

Stiles tries to push through the door but Scott pushes back.

"Scott let me in, we wanna help."

"No! Listen, you gotta find Allison.''

"She's fine, Derek's taking her home."

He panics at the sound of his name.

"It's Derek, Derek Hale is the werewolf. He's the one that bit me."

"It's not Derek..."

"Yes..yes it is. He's the one that killed the girl in the woods. Please..."

You spoke softly trying to get him to listen, you don't know anything about the body since you haven't seen it but you knew Derek from the times you've bumped into each other and you believed him, there's no way he bit Scott.

"Scott, He didn't do it."

The door slammed shut and there was silence for a moment but then you heard the window open and the whistle of the wind.

"Damn it, Scott."

You punched the door feeling frustrated from today's events.

"I did not plan on spending my Friday chasing werewolves."

"Where are you going?''

Stiles follows after you as you leave the house, he didn't even want to mention the hole you left in the bathroom door. He secretly glanced at your hand as you balled your fists tightly.

"I'm going to find your friend and hope I can get to him before they do."

"Who's they?"

You don't answer and just sped off leaving an extremely confused Stiles.

"What the hell is happening?"

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You found yourself in the middle of the forest looking for Scott, you were so done with today and ready to take a long nap after.

Your eyes were glowing bright, illuminating the surrounding trees in red as you shift your eyes around, looking for any signs of Scott.

You had stopped by the store and bought a rope and pocket knife just in case.

You were about to give up when you heard rustling coming from deeper in the woods, it sounded a lot like someone yelling?

Oh shit!

You quickly rushed to where you heard the yelling making sure to stay in the shadows.

When you got to the clearing you saw Scott with his arm pinned to the tree by an arrow, across from him were three men, the people you were told to look out for, The Hunters.

"Take him."

You took that as your opportunity to act, you took the rope that was in your hand and sped around the men and tied them with the rope before quickly pulling the arrow out of Scott's arm and speeding away from the hunters so that they couldn't see you.

Scott groaned.

"I know, I know! It'll be over soon."

When you were safely away you let Scott go, he ran up to a tree and leaned against it, Derek joined you soon after.

"I'm surprised your parents let you out tonight."

You sighed and shrugged.

"They didn't."

You turned your gaze over to Scott who was breathing heavily.

"You okay?"

He ignored your question to ask one of his own.

"Who were they?"

"Hunters."

Derek says with a pause.

"The kind that has been haunting us for centuries."

Derek motions between the two of you as he says that. Scott looks at you and watches as your eyes glow brighter. The fear he had before was now replaced with curiosity.

"Us?"

His curiosity turns to anger.

"You were in on this? You knew he did this to me?"

Derek holds his hand against Scott pushing him back into the tree.

"He.."

Derek points at you.

"Had nothing to do with this."

Scott looks confused again as he looks between you and Derek.

''Is it really so bad, Scott? That you can see better, hear more clearly, move faster than any human could ever hope?"

Scott holds his arm near him, he looks frightened as Derek steps closer to him.

It was your instinct to hate his kind, it's basically in your blood but at the end of the day he was a friend, well friend of a friend but you couldn't hate him.

You stop Derek from speaking and kneel down so that you were looking into Scott's eyes, yours were finally back to normal.

"I know it's a lot to take in. But I am going to help you."

You said softly.

"Let me take you home."

Scott stares at your hand for a moment before taking it and letting you take him home. Derek goes to say something but you hold your hand out to him and shake your head. He sighs then heads in the direction of his house.

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Later that night Your parents had grounded you the moment you stepped foot into the house so you were currently in your room reading.

You were however broken out of your trance when you heard the sound of rocks hitting the window.

You sighed and opened the window, catching the rock that was currently thrown.

"Yes Stiles?"

"Let me in!"

He yells in a whisper not wanting your parents to hear but they could hear him just fine.

"I'm grounded."

"What? Why?!"

You shrug.

"Because I wasn't supposed to be out tonight."

He tilts his head and pouts. You shake your head and roll your eyes before jumping down from your window. Stiles panics for a moment and hurries to catch you.

"What the hell is wrong with you?''

You laugh as Stiles places you down.

"I would have caught myself."

You took a moment to calm yourself before asking...

"So what's up?"

Stiles wipes his mouth not knowing what to say or how to word it so he just goes for it.

"What happened tonight? In the span of a few days I found out one of my friends just became a werewolf and the other is... Is...."

"A vampire."

"A vamp- wait what!"

He looks at you in a mix of shock and excitement.

"Wha- why didn't you tell me?"

"Well for one you never asked."

He tilts his head as if to say 'really.' You laugh a little before getting serious.

"And for two. I didn't want you to be involved in this."

You frown.

"I wanted to keep you as far away from this as I could."

"But why?"

"Because it's not fun. Scott might be good at Lacrosse now but it comes with a price. It's dangerous, there are people who want to kill us."

"They?"

"Yeah, They."

You sigh again for what felt like the millionth time today.

"Look, Sti. I'm going to look after your friend, I can't really teach him how to be a werewolf, but I can stop him whenever he wolfs out."

He nods but he still seemed worried.

"This has to stay between us."

He nods frantically.

"Yeah, of course."

You smile at him and pull him into a hug.

"Good! I'll see you at school."

He nods slowly but stops you by the arm when you try to go through the front door.

"Thanks for uh..for helping me the other day."

He smiles at you and gets one back.

"Of course, I always have your back."

"Well, good night."

"Night."

—🧛🏿

[ru-fiction]

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

Wolf Moon

⚠️Small instance of abuse in this chapter⚠️

You opened your eyes at the sound of knocking at your door. You were currently floating in the air, a red mist surrounded your body; your red eyes now looking at the door waiting for the person to enter your room.

Your mom entered a moment later dressed in a dark red Gothic dress. Her eyes shine with mischief as she taps her long black nails against the door.

"Hey, honey."

You dropped down to your bed, your eyes were now a normal color than blood red.

"Hey, what's up?"

Your mom shrugs as she walks into your room. She slowly looks around the room before picking up a picture of Danny.

"I miss this kid. Why don't you ever bring him around much anymore?"

You sigh at her question, she knew the reason.

"We broke up, Mom. I'm lucky enough to still be his friend."

Your mom places the photo down before picking up a drawing, this one was miniature versions of you and your friend, Stiles.

"Is there a reason you're here, Mom?"

"Right, Sorry."

Your mom places down the picture before walking over to your bed and sitting next to you with an excited look on her face.

"As you know the full moon is soon."

You nod your head along with her words.

"Right.."

"And your father and I were thinking, that this could be the perfect opportunity to train and level up your powers."

You stare at your mom for a moment before shaking your head 'No'. Your mom frowns at that.

"Why not? You never come hunting with us."

You roll your eyes as your mother begins to cross her arms and pout like a petulant child.

"I'm perfectly fine practicing in the comfort of my room."

She leers at you as you begin to float off of your bed, the red mist beginning to surround your body again.

"That's nothing. You'll never get your full Vampire powers staying in your room meditating and you know that."

You land your feet on the ground and cross your arms.

"And I've made peace with that. I don't want to go out and attack people to gain powers. I'm perfectly fine with my hospital blood."

Your mom stands up and grabs your arms before shaking you back and forth.

"This could be a real bonding experience for us."

"Can't we play board games and bond like a normal family?"

Your mom plants her face into your shoulder and continues to sulk. You sigh at her dramatics.

"What about the hunters? Don't they come out every time the full moon does? Don't you care about your safety?"

"What if I get staked in the heart? Would you want me dying knowing that it could have been our last night together?"

You sighed.

—🧛🏻

You found yourself walking behind your parents in the forest in the dead of night.

"Are you really gonna find people in the forest?"

Annoyance quickly seeping through your voice. Your father laughs.

"You'd be surprised about how many idiots find themselves outside at this hour."

"That's Ridic-"

All of a sudden the sound of light footsteps and crunched grass filled your ears. Your dad turned towards you with a wicked smirk upon his face.

"Would you look at that.."

Your face dropped at the prospect of actually witnessing your parents trying to kill someone. You start to run your hands on your pants, feeling nervous about what was going to happen.

"I-I don't know about this. M-maybe I jumped into this too quickly. I wanna go home."

Your father gives you a hard smack on the shoulder.

"It's fine Kiddo. You don't have to do a thing. Just watch and learn."

Your parents pushed you in the direction of the voices, both of which started to sound familiar the more your family got closer. You could hear one of them taking a sharp breath and the sound of an inhaler soon after. Why them?

You started to panic and pulled out of your parents grasp.

"Stop, Stop."

Your parents grew annoyed at your antics thinking it was because of your refusal to fully immerse yourself into becoming the vampire they wanted you to be.

Not even a moment later did a pair of teenage boys emerge from the trees and into the clearing of where your family stood. Your mother's eyes widened and the Male with buzz cut stared back in confusion.

"Y/N?"

You laugh awkwardly before sending him a small wave.

"Hey, Sti."

He turned to stare at his fluffy haired friend before turning back to you.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Um..."

You turned to look at your parents hoping that they would give you some help but the two just stared off in different directions. You sigh before facing your friend, Stiles.

"Picnic?"

"This late?"

He crosses his arms as he stares into your eyes. You scoff before turning it back on him.

"What about you? Spying on your dad's jobs again?"

He eyes shift towards his friend, Scott and he gets a nervous look on his face like he had been caught doing something he shouldn't, which guessing from the way he was acting, it wasn't a totally off base assumption.

He turns towards you with an exaggerated smile on his face showing off his dimples and clasps his hand in yours.

"Y/N!! Buddy!!"

You smile at him.

"You didn't see me, I didn't see you."

You nod and shake his hand.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

You pull him into a quick hug waving at Scott behind his back as he does the same to your parents.

You pull away and pat his shoulders.

"See ya at school."

"Right back at ya."

You and your parents watch as the two scurry off to do who knows what. Your father sighs as he watches them disappear.

"No dinner tonight I guess."

You glare at him not noticing your mother staring off in the direction that your friends went.

—🧛⚠️

Your mom walks into your room to find you asleep with your alarm clock going off. She walks up to your bed and shakes your leg to try and wake you up, you stir a little but otherwise you stay asleep. She tries again and still nothing so she walks up to your window and pulls open your curtain. You stir again uncomfortably this time, sweat starts to appear on your brow. Your mom stared at you as you tossed and turned before leaving, not even a moment later your scream fill the house.

You ran into the hall to get away from the light to find your father there looking like he was ready to kill. After he realizes nothing was after you he looks at you to find burned scars on your face. Panic fills his eyes and he speeds through the house before coming back and dabbing a wet towel on your wounds that were slowly healing. He leads you back into the room after closing the curtain.

"What have I told you about sleeping with your curtain open? You're thin-skinned, you aren't sun resistant like your mother and I."

"But I closed it last night. I don't know how it could-"

Your mom walks into the room and tosses a banana and some sunscreen on your bed.

"Good you're finally awake. Come on, we got places to be."

She walks out and your father follows her with a glare on his face.

"Honey, we need to talk."

You let out a sigh and closed the door giving yourself five minutes for your burn scar to heal. Luckily you woke up before it did too much damage otherwise it would have taken longer to heal. You put on the sunscreen and throw on your clothing finishing the look with a hoodie that looks baggy on you to protect yourself from the sun.

You grab your backpack as you leave the room finding your dad standing by the door with the keys instead of your mom.

"Where's Mom?"

You followed your dad to the car after he locked the door to the house.

"We decided that I was going to take you to school and drop her off later.''

'Code for your mom is in big trouble.'

You nod at your dad and hop into the car.

A short drive later you find yourself in the driveway of Beacon Hills High.

"Thanks for the ride."

Your dad ruffles your hair causing you to groan and pull your hoodie over it. Your dad laughs.

"Be safe, Kiddo."

You smile and send him a nod before heading out the door.

"Watch out for that sunlight.''

You look around to make sure no one heard him but everyone was in their own conversations.

"I will."

"I love you."

You roll your eyes playfully.

"Love you too Dad."

You close the door before he can say anything else and start to walk towards the school's entrance. You stop when you notice Scott and Stiles and decide to go up to them and say Hi before class.

"You look like you're gonna ignore me."

You start to laugh at Stiles failed attempts at winning Lydia's heart but the closer you get to the pair, a fury of rage starts to hit you. That only happened around certain creatures people. You looked around to see if you could spot a specific person but you didn't see him in the crowd.

You finally made it to the pair and quickly realized why you were feeling this way. Stiles instantly lights up at the sight of you and pulls you into a handshake. You end it with your fingers intertwined before Stiles pulls you into a side hug and pats your chest.

"Now this guy. This guy gets me cool points."

You were so fixated on Scott that you didn't really hear what Stiles was saying at the moment. There was a deep frown on your face you felt the need to protect Stiles from his friend even if he himself wouldn't know what you were protecting him from. Scott's eyes locked with yours, his brows furrowed also but for a different reason than you. You knew he felt what you did but he couldn't understand why he was feeling that way.

"Uh, are you guys okay?"

The two of you quickly snap out of it and turn your gaze on a confused Stiles.

"Yeah.''

"Uh, Yeah."

Scott sends you a nervous look as Stiles looks between the two of you.

"You sure? You two were just staring at each other..."

"It's nothing. Lets get you to class."

You smile at the boy. Wrapping an arm around him, you pull him into the school with a confused Scott following behind.

-

"As you all know, there was indeed a body found last night.''

You watched as Scott turned to look at Stiles who sat in front of you. The two gave each other a look that only the two of them shared when they were keeping secrets. You were close with Stiles, there were things that only the two of you knew about each other not including the fact that you weren't entirely human. Sometimes you envied his relationship with Scott though they were like brothers, you would usually never see one without the other, they had inside jokes, one look and they instantly knew what the other was thinking. You realized a long time ago that your bond with Stiles was different from his and Scotts. There was something unspoken between you that neither one of you acted on. The reason you and Danny broke up.

"But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester."

You sigh before glancing outside. The loud ringing of a phone filled your ears, you already knew where it was coming from because you were already looking at the culprit.

A brunette girl with pale skin, she wore a pale brown jacket, white blouse and blue jeans paired with some boots. You couldn't really see her face since she was looking down but by the sounds of it she was talking to her mother.

You turned your gaze over to Scott and found that he was also looking at the girl, his eyebrows were pinched together in confusion, he stared intensely at the girl as the principal came and took her. If you weren't sure about what he was before, the fact that he handed her a pen randomly when she entered the room confirmed it.

"We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis on page 133."

—🧛🏾

The bell rings signaling the five minutes the students had to get to their next class. You walked up to your locker to grab your books for your next class, the same bubble of rage clouded you as Scott took his spot beside you.

He was staring at the new girl, you had caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of your eye. She was smiling at him well until Lydia came over and took her attention.

You could hear the conversation clearly, Lydia asking about her jacket, her explaining it and Lydia saying she was her new best friend. Then her saying hi to Jackson and giving him a wet kiss. You shivered as the sound rang in your ear.

Stiles found his way on the other side of you, now you were caged in between the two.

"Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?"

A feminine voice said to you. You all turned in the direction of Lydia's group.

You used to be a part of Lydia's main group but after she started dating Jackson, you started to distance yourself since he was always around. You had a deep disdain for Jackson and couldn't stand how he treated Lydia. Though you couldn't stand to be in a room with Jackson, you were still friends with Lydia and would hang out with them occasionally.

"Because she's hot."

Stiles said in a breathless tremble.

"Beautiful people herd together."

You shrug not seeing the big deal.

"I hang out with them."

Stiles turns to look at you. You notice how his eyes slowly glanced over your body. He clears his throat as his eyes meet yours before turning his attention back to Lydia's group.

"Exactly..."

He whispers to himself but you most definitely heard it.

You also heard Lydia and Jackson inviting her to a party on Friday, the same party you were invited to but decided not to go to in favor of spending the night watching movies with Stiles. You smiled at the thought glancing at Stiles as he talked to the girl beside him in an animated like fashion.

—🧛🏼

Sometime later in the day you found yourself outside watching the lacrosse tryouts. You really didn't want to be at school longer than you had to but Stiles ever the persuader that he is, somehow convinced you to stay and watch him make the team again. Hopefully this time when he makes it he can actually play.

You covered your ears each time the coach would blow his whistle. This was becoming torturous. Lydia pulled you into a tight hug as she and the new girl sat next to you on the bench.

"I haven't seen you all day."

Lydia squealed before pulling away and gesturing to the new girl.

"This is Allison~"

Allison smiles shyly and tucks her hair behind her ear.

"Allison this is Y/n, my best guy friend."

You wave at Allison but notice how she's staring at Scott. Stiles instantly came and sat on the bench, you reached over to tap his shoulder making him turn to look at you. He smiles at you, his smile makes you feel so warm inside like the sun was shining a light on your soul.

"Are you gonna actually play this year?''

Stiles groans before motioning to Scott who was currently standing in front of the goal.

"Well thanks to Scott, I have to. I can't be shown up by my best friend, how else am I going to impress people?"

You send him a teasing smirk, nodding your head towards Lydia before whispering so that she couldn't hear.

"You mean Lydia?''

He groans at your teasing causing you to laugh. You could hear the girls talking about Scott. You looked over at him and the smile on your face disappeared completely.

You liked Scott you did but you know something happened to him. That he was different. Your frown deepens as you watch him grab his ears to try to block off the sound of the whistle. He was so distracted he had ended up getting hit in the face and fell into the goal.

"Hey, Stiles?"

Stiles let out a noise of acknowledgement, there was concern written across his face when the rest of the team including the coach started to laugh at Scott.

"There's something that's been on my mind..."

Stiles instantly turns to look at you.

"Did something happen last night...y'know with you and Scott?''

He shakes his head.

"Nah, my dad caught me so I ended up having to go home."

"Scott was by himself?"

"Yeah, he stayed behind, he said he ended up finding the body we were looking for."

"And Then?''

Stiles looks back at you. He raises an eyebrow and squints at you.

"And Then?"

"Did anything unordinary happen?"

He looks back at Scott trying to think back to the events of the night before.

Scott looked over at Stiles who made a face at him.

"He said he was scratched by a wolf."

You made a look of surprise, It was mostly just for show since you already felt the difference. Scott moved his eyes over to you and you looked back at him before he turned his attention back to the team.

This time when the ball came at him he ended up catching it. He was surprised for a second but that instantly turned into excitement.

The team all looked shocked including Stiles but he instantly started cheering for his friend.

Another ball came at him and he caught that too getting a louder cheer from Stiles.

His reflexes were kicking in and he blocked every ball that tried to get the goal. Allison was impressed, Lydia was shocked but also impressed, Coach was still surprised, Stiles was happy, and Scott happily hopped on his feet when he heard Allison's comment about him. Then came Jackson....

You instantly rolled your eyes, you could practically feel the anger coming from him with the way he was glaring at Scott.

He skipped the line you guessed to try to personally embarrass Scott, He ran at him before trying to shoot the ball and Scott ended up catching it. Stiles hopped on his feet cheering him on. And on a personal level you were happy for Scott. Stiles had always told you that Scott had always wanted to be a starter on the team, you just wish the metaphorical building wasn't going to crash down on him sooner rather than later.

Jackson glared at Lydia as she also cheered for Scott, She didn't really care though.

—🧛🏽

"You really aren't going to come see the body with us."

You sighed as you closed your locker and turned to look at Stiles, who was leaning against the locker beside yours giving you pleading eyes.

"Come on, it'll be so cool."

"I don't really find dead stuff cool, but you guys have fun with that."

You patted his shoulder and tried to walk away only to get pulled back.

"Come on, come hang out with us."

You sighed again.

"Stiles, I have to study."

Stiles groans.

"School just started, what could you possibly be studying for?"

"Defense against the dark arts?''

You winced at your statement before shrugging earning a glare from your friend.

"Seriously."

You sigh.

"Okay, look. I just don't have the time today but I'll hang out with you tomorrow."

He groans again.

"The body won't be there tomorrow."

"That is a crazy line to say."

Scott walks up to the two of you.

"What's going on?"

"Y/n says he's too busy to come with us."

Scott looks confused.

"Well if he's busy then he just can't come. I don't see the problem."

Stiles looked betrayed.

"You're supposed to be on my side."

You ended laughing causing Stiles to roll his eyes but he ends up smiling because of it.

"Fine, you win. But please tell me we still have our movie night."

You nodded.

"For sure."

His smile widened before he turned and patted Scott on the shoulder.

"Lets go Scott, looks like we're on our own."

🦇

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Discovery

Stiles x Male Reader

With the pressures of school and the constant nagging over your powers at home, there's only one person you can rely on.

I do not own the rights or characters of Teen Wolf. That goes to Jeff Davis and the other writers. Your powers are based on the Sims 4 vampires.

Minors do not interact!!

Slow updates

Cast🐾

Y/N played by You

Stiles played by Dylan O'brien

Derek played by Tyler Hoechlin

Scott played by Tyler Posey

Allison played by Crystal Reid

Lydia played by Holland Roden

Chapters~

*Chapter 1| *part 2

*Chapter 2| *part 2(working on it.)

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Thank you guys so much for supporting me. I know the updates to the stories have been slow but I really appreciate you guys being here. Thank you so much!!

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Unknown Territory: Five x Fem Reader

Chapter 3: Run Boy Run

Five is aged up here.

Five Hargreeves

You

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Vanya Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Pogo

Grace

Comic Cha Cha - C.C.

Comic Hazel - C.H.

Cha Cha

Hazel

Everyone else is in white.

Grace starts the record player, a weatherman's voice reverberated throughout the room. Grace grabs a little bell and starts ringing it, soft chimes gaining the attention of the children.

All of them came to the dining hall one by one standing behind a chair waiting for their father to present himself.

Hargreeves finally makes his way into the room and gives them permission to sit.

Allison and Luther make eyes at each other as the rest of the kids start to dig into their meals. All of them except Five however whom was currently glaring daggers at his so called father. Ben pulls out a book to read Klaus was doing something secretive.

Five picks up his knife and stabs it into the table gaining everyone's attention including Hargreeves though he refused to look at him.

"Number Five."

"I have a question."

Five states with an annoyed smile on his face. He hated when Reginald did that it was like he saw them as less than.

"Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during meal times. You are interrupting Herr Carlson."

Five's frowns.

"I want to time travel."

"No."

"But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said."

Five stands from his seat. Hargreeves still refuses to look at him which causes Five to glare at him before teleporting at his side.

"See?"

Five was starting to get upset. Why couldn't he acknowledge that he was getting better. Aren't parents supposed to encourage their kids?

"A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel."

Five looked at his siblings but they were all ignoring the fit he was throwing.

"One is like sliding along ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn."

Five sighs to himself.

"Well, I don't get it."

"Hence the reason you're not ready."

Five glances at his siblings again this time they were all looking at him. Vanya shook her head at him signaling for him to stop. It only angered him because he didn't think they believed in him.

"I'm not afraid."

"Fear is not the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable."

Hargreeves finally looks at him, there as a fierce glare and deep frown on his face.

"Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore."

Five looked at him with eyes full of resentment, there was a look of contempt on his face.

Five glares at the ground as Hargreeves turns his attention back to his plate. Five walks out of the dining hall catching everyone's attention.

"Number Five! You haven't been excused."

Five ignored his statement and headed outside.

"Come back here!"

Five walks the streets with a determined look on his face. Who cares if his family didn't believe in him. He was going to show them. Show him. That he was ready. If Hargreeves wasn't going to show him how to time travel, he'll do it himself.

Five begins to run holding his hands out in front of him. His hands begin to shine a bright blue color and as he spreads his hands apart the trees that were once lifeless now had blossoming flowers and bright green leaves.

Five looks behind him and smiles, there were more people outside now and different stands, new restaurants.

"Not ready, my ass."

Now more confident he jumps again. This time snow filled the ground, the air was cold and frigid. There were few were people on the streets and now buildings were put on lease.

He jumps one last time and what he sees shocks him.

Everything was destroyed, buildings were either torn down to debris or on fire. There was no one walking around that he could see. The air was fogged from all the smoke, it was hard to breathe.

He looked around in panic, this was not what he had expected when he decided to jump. This couldn't be the future, how could the world go to shit so fast...

He turned to run, heading home to find his siblings only to come to the hard truth of his home being burned down. It was hard to believe that this happened, where was everyone?

"Vanya! Ben! Dad! Anyone!"

He was scared. He had to warn them what was about to happen.

He balled his fist ready to jump but nothing happened, his hands weren't glowing. He tried again and again but still nothing.

"Come on!"

He was starting to get frustrated with himself. He should be able to do this no problem, he did it before. He got here just fine, he should be able to jump back.

But his body refused, it wouldn't let him and he had to come to terms with the fact that his father was right.

"Shit!"

-

"Wow out one prison and into another."

You shake your head in disbelief, Five shrugs relishing in the feel of your hand playing with his brown locks as his head laid in your lap.

"Dolores makes it bearable."

"What about me?"

Five smiles at you teasingly.

"I could do without you."

You gave him a faux look of annoyance and pushed him off your lap causing him to laugh.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Come back."

Five reaches out for you still laughing.

"Cuddle up with your doll."

Five groans still reaching for you.

"She's not as warm as you."

You roll your eyes when Five wrapped his arms around you and placed his face in your stomach.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

"Oh please, you know you love me."

He had no idea.

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Five was currently walking the streets late at night after leaving Vanya's apartment. He was currently pissed off right now. He didn't know if it was because he no longer looked his age but his siblings were not taking anything he said seriously.

It didn't matter though because whether they were helping or not, Five was going to stop the apocalypse, He had to.

With his mind focused on one thing and one thing only he didn't notice the blue light that shined behind his back.

You watched as the figure walked further and further into the darkness in case it had been one of those people Five had warned you to watchout for at night. When the figure is a safe distance away from you; you stand from the ground and start to dust yourself off.

"Okay Five, where are you?"

You started to look around at your surroundings. You didn't know where you were supposed to go, it's been awhile since you've been here and it's even more different now that there were actual buildings around. You were used to seeing tons of merpeople back home but it was a relief to see actual people on the deserted land you came to know, up until now the only people you've interacted with had been Five, some of your ex coworkers at the commission and people that you either had to kill or were on the brink of death, all isolated conditions. Sure you didn't talk to the figure but it was a nice change.

You let out a yawn, slowly rubbing your tired eyes, you were exhausted after today. Finding Five would have to wait and with your tracker now out of your system you actually felt safe enough to get some rest.

With that in mind you went on a search to find a nice place to sleep however unbeknownst to you, there was someone else looming in the shadows waiting for the right moment to strike.

You had ended up finding some type of motel. You realized that you didn't have any money on you but the staff was nice enough to cut a deal with you for the night. The guy had directed you to a small room, it wasn't very nice looking and it didn't have conditioning but you were happy with it regardless.

You moved one of the dressers near the door seeing as they put you in a room with no lock, you took a cold bath before checking the window and finally heading to bed.

Outside of the Motel, a taxi pulled up and out stepped two of the four assassins sent to take care of you and Five. A man and woman dressed in blue suits. Hazel and ChaCha.

The two walked into the building and spoke with the staff. The man hands them a key card.

"Room 225."

The two of them look at the man confused. Or ChaCha did Hazel looked around disinterested.

"Where's the other room?"

The other room happened to be the broken down room he had ended up giving to you. He didn't want to admit it so he lied.

"Um... Only one room was booked."

Hazel sighs and whispers to himself.

"Dammit I'm sick of this cost-cutting bullshit."

"Just tell me there's two beds."

ChaCha says firmly.

"Yes Ma'am. Real firm."

ChaCha was not amused.

"How long will you be staying with us?"

"Just the one night. I believe there's a package waiting for us."

The guy nods at her and goes to grab it. He comes back with a box addressed to them. ChaCha grabs the box while Hazel grabs the key card and they go about their day.

Not too far from the motel was an abandoned laboratory, It was dark and dusty, the owner clearly hadn't been there in years. The whirl of machinery started to sound and soon multiple different red lights started to fill the room.

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Griddy's was surrounded by different cop cars, there was caution tape surrounding the building and faint drops of blood on the ground. Agnes sat in one of the booths, she was still shaken up about the events that transpired.

One of the cops who went by the name Detective Patch walked around the building shocked by the amount of bodies.

"This is a once in a blue moon type situation, I'd say."

"I'm inclined to agree."

Her boss sighed.

"Same gun on every vic, all M4s. All the castings are .223s."

She informs him of the findings.

"Know what I think? I think these idiots all shot each other."

She said confidently, her boss added to the statement.

"And stabbed. One in the throat."

He shivered.

"One in the eye, and this guy got his neck snapped."

He falls joining her on the ground to inspect the body.

"All quick and efficient kills."

"These are definitely professionals. Dumb, but professionals. Any witnesses?"

"Yes, one."

He points at Anges. Patch walks up to the woman wanting to ask her about what happened.

"It was a slow night. It was quiet. My last two customers were this.. older guy and— and his kid."

Patch nods.

"The guy had a dough— No, that's not right. The guy had an éclair, and the kid had— had coffee. I went-- I went into the back room... To just get some more change. Then I heard his truck start up. They drove away."

Anges recounts remembering the gun shots.

"I heard shots."

She remembered jumping under the desk, cowering until the guns stopped.

"By the time I got back in here. Everyone was..."

She couldn't say it, she wanted to cry.

"Was you know."

"Was there anyone else in the shop?"

Patch asked gently. Agnes shook her head.

"I'm sorry, not to be rude, 'cause you seem super sweet, but..."

She pauses remembering the brunette man who was dressed in dark clothing and a green jacket that came earlier that night.

"do I have to go through all this again?"

Patch was confused.

"Again?"

"Well I already told the other detective everything."

Patch made an annoyed look, she knew who it was but she had to ask anyway.

"What other detective?"

-

Diego walks out from the back of the building. He sighs when he sees all the police outside of his exit door.

"Shit. Hang on, let me—"

He tried to talk but Patch wasn't having any of it and tases him. She cuffs him and berates him as she walks him towards the front of the store. Diego tries to flirt to get under her skin and she ends up taking his walkie and everything else important that he had besides his mask.

"That you can keep."

"You used to like that."

"Not anymore."

"Where's Lupo?"

"Not here."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Nope."

Diego sighs.

"By the way, this thing might look like a botched robbery, but my gut's telling me something else is going on here."

Patch rolls her eyes.

"Look, the waitress, she mentioned that Ishmael's Tow Truck guy. Maybe they saw something."

"You're not police, Diego, remember?"

"Yeah, I know."

He says sarcastically as she puts him in the back of the police car.

"Do you? Because you show up and act like you can be a part of this, and you can't, not anymore."

She says to him closing the door, sometimes she felt like she was a mother scolding a child when it came to him.

"I'm good at this. You know I can help you. Ask Lupo."

"I know you give me agita. And I do not need... I do not want your help. And I'll make sure the boss talks to Lupo."

Diego glares at her, he was frustrated. His whole life, taught to fight crime and people act like he can't even do that.

Patch walks off as a crowd of people look at the commotion at Griddy's, Hazel and ChaCha being apart of the crowd. ChaCha was silently judging the agents that were burnt to a crisp outside of the building.

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You woke up to the sound of the soft chirping of the birds, their little song reminding you of Tigger. Though you couldn't hear him then, his dancing told you he was.

You smiled as you listened to their song wanting to join in with them. You finally stand up to get ready for the day.

You looked at yourself in the mirror there was a small splatter of blood on your suit, faint enough at night but not quite in the day. You took it off and started to wash your face. While washing your face you had the urge to drink from the sink, you hadn't had water in a while and you needed it in your system to be able to use your powers, C.H. and C.C. was currently after you and you had no idea where they were. You never know when you need to turn into a mermaid (less likely) or blow out someone's eardrums.

After mulling over your options you decided it's better safe than sorry and drunk from the sink. Your skin was starting to gain some color and you felt way better.

After that you walked out and had a chat with the staff member from the night before. You waved at him as you left.

"See you later, I will have your money by then. Thank you."

You walked out and smiled as the sun beamed down on your skin, you used to have a bad relationship with the sun. Being alone on a deserted land, crawling around with a heavy tail while being dried out will do that. But over the years it's become a solace, after meeting The Handler everything had become dark but the sun was always there shining bright and you had begun to admire it.

It was nice to see the sky, it was just as blue as the ocean. You hadn't gotten to see it like this before. The air was filled with smoke around the time you came on land, it polluted the sky and other times you were too occupied to notice it when taking care of business.

There was nature, birds, trees, people, lots of people not the lifeless corpses you've come to see across your many years on land.

This was what your mom saw, the way she described the human world before she...

You let out a deep sigh. As you were walking past a park, a terrorized scream filled the air.

And just like that, you were reminded that the human world was in fact not like the stories your mother told you.

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Ken x Platonic!GN Reader

~Connected to my Ken x Reader story.

Just a little something until I figure out what I want to do with these next few chapters.

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You blinked your eyes open as the sun beamed down on you. You try to move only to find your arms, legs and body restricted limiting your movements. You were surrounded by a cardboard box with the only clearing being a plastic sheet in front of you, you watched as a bunch of other dolls started to crowd around your box with confused looks on their faces.

They all looked at the name written on the box, at the time you were just Y/N, no last name, no job description. It has caused most of the Barbies and Kens to walk away from you losing interest in a doll that was not part of either group leaving the Midges and Allan to pull you out of the box.

After that, Allan watched as the Midges and the remaining Kens crowded around you and started pulling at your limps looking for any type of special accessories, attachments or special features that you had, however they didn't find anything. Though they did consider you to be very stylish which made sense because you were part of a Collab line between Mattel and Kay Jewelry but they soon lost interest as well and spread out amongst the beach. Allan patted you on the shoulder before he disappeared somewhere.

You had been left alone to awkwardly look around. Everyone was chatting amongst themselves in their own little groups, it felt almost clicky. You didn't know whether to go up and introduce yourself or not, I mean what would you even say...

You walked along the beach, scoping the area before deciding to sit down on a red beach chair. You closed your eyes, basking in the sunlight before a shadow casted over you.

You looked up to find a fair-skinned doll with long wavy brown hair and dark eyes.

"You're in my spot."

You quickly stand up and dust off the seat before smiling awkwardly at the doll.

"Sorry, I didn't-"

"It's fine Barbie, just run along with the others."

You looked at her confused as to why she called you that.

"That's not my name."

"That's...What?"

She looked at you in confusion. Mattel made another doll that wasn't a Barbie?!

"Ken then..."

She studied you for a bit before waving you off.

"I'm not Ken."

"Interesting."

She raises an eyebrow at you.

"Midge? Alan?"

You just shake your head at her.

"Are you a Raquelle or Ryan?"

You looked at her like she grew a second head.

"I'm Y/N."

"Huh..."

The brunette studied you again before shrugging.

"Well run along...Y/N."

She waves you away before taking a seat and placing her shades on her eyes. You watch her for a bit before walking off. She turns her attention in your direction as a toned brunette doll sat next to her with an ice cream in his hand.

"Who's that?"

"A Y/N."

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It was now dark outside and all the dolls had left the beach, apparently there was a party not too far away but one of the Kens had told you that it was invite only. So you currently sat on the pink plastic sand alone.

The temperature was starting to go down and though you couldn't technically feel it, your plastic was starting to get cold.

You just stared at the plastic light blue waves to pass the time. It had been about an hour you would guess since everyone left. You didn't know how long these parties lasted but you had hoped someone would come back eventually so you didn't feel so lonely.

You noticed how the doll from earlier and another doll had gone in the opposite direction of the others you didn't know why but it did make you curious.

You sat alone for a while longer until the sound of laughter filled your ears. You looked behind you to find that the Kens were back all laughing and joking around. They walked past you and one of the Kens started to make a paper fire from plastic logs. They all cheered and you clapped at a distance.

You watched as they all started to sing and dance before finally settling down to rest. One of the Kens had noticed you from afar and slowly made his way towards you.

It was one of the blonde Kens. He was very muscular, his eyes had a childlike presence about them and he had a bright smile on his face.

"You're not Ken. What are you doing here?"

Your eyes widened at his words.

"Oh, sorry. I um..."

You try to stand up but he places a hand on your shoulder to stop you before taking a spot next to you.

"I didn't mean it in that way."

His smile turns apologetic for a moment but returns to its widened status.

"I'm Ken. I haven't seen you before."

Ken holds his hand out for you to take.

"I'm Y/N. I just got here this morning."

You smile at the blonde in front of you as his eyebrows rose in interest.

"Really? I must have missed you. I was helping out Barbie."

He makes a wide gesture with his hands.

"Welcome to Barbieland."

"Thanks. You're the first person to tell me that today."

Ken's face fell at your statement.

"I'm sorry. That's awful."

"Ken!"

Ken turns towards the direction of his name to find the other Kens motioning for him to come over. Ken waves them off before turning back to you with a smile and a small shrug.

"Wanna come join the cuddle pile?"

"Really?"

You looked at the other Kens then back at him.

"I wouldn't be intruding?"

"Oh please."

Ken sighs before standing up and holding his hand out.

"The Kens won't mind."

You take his hand feeling butterflies and your smile grows bigger at the gesture.

"Thank you."

"And if you like I could show you around Barbieland."

Ken shrugs as the two of you begin to make your way over to the others.

"Give an actual welcome."

His blue eyes met your (e/c) ones in wonder.

"I would like that actually."

"Really?"

He looked shocked that someone actually wanted his help without him having to beg.

"I mean. That's cool."

Your plastic heart flutters as he places a hand on your back leading you to a spot next to his friends.

The group begins to huddle closer to each other, all whispering 'well wishes' and nodding off.

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In another life 3

Peter B Parker x GN!Reader

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Spider Ham hums a small tune as he walks through the park with a burger in his hand. He breathes in the steam trying to savor the smell but right as he goes to eat it an arrow shoots through it making it stick into a tree.

Spider Ham's eyes widened in shock and he turns to the perpetrator only to find his chipmunk friend, Y/N standing there with a bow in hand with a sheepish smile on their face.

"What's the big idea?"

"Sorry, Pete-"

Spider Ham rushes over and covers their mouth. He looks around to see if anyone was paying attention and turns to Y/N with a glare on his face.

"First you kill my burger then you want to expose my secret identity."

Spider Ham shakes his head at them with a disapproving frown.

"I thought we were friends..."

"We are."

Y/n's ears drop at his statement suddenly feeling really guilty.

"If this is how you treat your friends, I don't want to see how you treat your enemies."

He crosses his arms pointing his nose in the air. He has a playful smile on his face not that Y/N could see it under the mask.

"I'm sorry, Pete-"

He raises his brow at them.

"Spider Ham."

Spider Ham makes a tsk sound and wags his finger.

"Not good enough."

Spider Ham points to his decapitated burger.

"You're kidding."

"Apologize to the burger, Y/n."

Y/n glares at him, their cheeks puffing in embarrassment.

"I'm not apologizing to your stupid burg-"

The ground begins to shake under their feet and soon both Y/N and Spider Ham find themselves trapped in a cage.

The two grab onto each other in shock, laughter filled their ears grabbing their attention. There stood a Crawfish dressed in a lab coat.

"Dr. Crawdaddy."

Spider Ham says in a deep voice, the eyes on his mask squints as he glares at the crustacean.

"Spider Ham. And friend."

He motions to Y/N earning a grin from them at the acknowledgement.

"Finally I've caught you. Crime will go up 100% after I kill you and the other villains will start to respect me..."

The two caged animals share a look before Spider Ham grabs on to the bars of the cage and gives him a dramatic point.

"You won't get away with this!"

"Yes I will."

The Doctor pulls out a huge laser gun and points directly at the two animals, Spider Ham's eyes widened slightly but he was even more determined to be defiant.

"No, you won't."

"Yes, I will."

Spider Ham shakes his head at him.

"No, you won't."

"Yes, I will."

Spider Ham yawns pretending to be bored which causes the Crawfish to get upset.

"No, you-"

"Yes, I will. Yes, I will. Yes, I will. Yes, I will."

Dr. Crawdaddy goes to pull the trigger and Spidey holds his hands out.

"Wait! I gotta tell you something."

He looks at him, eyes full of suspicion.

"What is it?"

Spider Ham motions for him to come closer and he takes small steps towards him. Spidey motions again for him to get closer which he slowly does again. Spidey lets out an annoyed sigh and motions for him one last time. When Dr. Crawdaddy was finally close to the cage, Spidey grabs on to his jacket and gives him a big kiss with his nose as Y/N slips the key from his pocket.

The Crawfish backs away in shock not noticing the two slip out of the cage.

"I can not believe you just did that."

Spider Ham places a soothing hand on his back as Y/N takes the gun out of his hand.

"Ugh, I know. Bad me taking advantage of you while you're vulnerable."

Spider Ham leads the man to the cage and Y/N locks it after the Crawfish is finally inside.

"I mean, where are my manners."

"Wait a minute."

Dr. Crawdaddy finally realizes he was tricked and starts to try to pull the bars apart.

"Well, nice doing business with you."

Spider Ham salutes at him and grabs the chipmunk's hand. The two animals run away giggling like two school children.

"That was surprisingly easy."

Spidey nods his head with a soft hum in agreement before turning towards Y/n with a glare.

"So are you gonna apologize about my burger yet."

Y/N rolls their eyes then pushes Spider Ham inside of the lake that they happened to be walking by.

"Hey, I was joking."

Spider Ham just shrugs then looks directly at the screen and sends a sly wink.

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"How is this even possible?"

You continued to look at the unconscious man in shock, part of you wanted to believe that maybe this was Peter's long lost twin or something but the outfit and web shooter told you otherwise.

"There's no way."

You use your hand to move the loose strands from his face when a bright light starts to flash on the three of you.

"What are you doing over there?"

You let out a huge sigh and Miles just freezes in place.

"New training exercises, running from the cops will improve your speed."

You help drape the strange man's arms around your neck as you stand up, almost falling from his weight. Miles panics.

"Are you being serious right now!"

You nod at him with a serious look in your eye.

"Deadly. Either that or go to jail."

Miles takes a moment to think.

"Are you really thinking about this?"

"I'm not good under pressure."

Miles grabs the man's other arm, the one that's web was connected to him and the two of you started to run alerting the cop.

"Hey Freeze! P.D.N.Y. Drop the body!"

"I have an Idea."

Miles takes the man from your arms and drapes him over his shoulder.

"Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on tight."

You look at him like he was crazy, you had a feeling that you knew what he was going to try and there was no way he was going to carry the weight of two people when he could barely swing himself.

"Are you serious?"

Miles looks at the cop behind and faces you with a determined nod.

"Deadly."

You wrap your arms around Miles neck as he maneuvers the man's hand so that it is pointing to a building.

He pressed down on the button in the man's hand and shot out a web. The two of you let out a nervous breath before using the web to swing across the graveyard.

"See you officers!"

Miles shouted out excitedly, however that excitement was short lived because the web didn't go very far.

"Aw C'mon.''

The three of you start to fall from the air almost landing in the street but you quickly activate your rocket shoes before you hit the ground and land safety on your feet.

Miles however was now frantically swinging the strange man around and crashed into the building behind.

You panic a little as the cops flash their lights on him but quickly feel relieved when another web shoots out, Miles practically gets dragged across the snow as the man starts to gain consciousness.

You fly up to stay out of sight from the police and follow Miles from above.

You start to feel bad for the man as he constantly hits his head on things, first it was Peter's grave, then it was a couple of trucks, then the ground. This dude was going through it.

The more you followed them the more you felt worried as they were dragged across the street, cars rushed around them from all sides and at times it looked like they would be hit but they barely skated by.

You hear the two of them yelling over the busy street before the guy gets knocked out again. His face has to be bruised from all the surfaces he hit.

You wanted to try to cut the web but you were scared that they would be hit by a car or something if you did.

The two finally come to a stop and the web snaps making them crash into the ground. You instantly flew down and checked on Miles.

"You okay?"

You go to take off his mask but stop because of the people walking around you.

"I'm okay just a little shaken up."

You let out a relieved sigh, you didn't know why you cared about this kid so much but you chopped up to the fact that you didn't want the new Spiderman to die under your watch.

"Let's get him to my house."

Miles nods as you help the brunette man up.

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"Why aren't we tying him up again? He could be dangerous."

Miles questioned as he watches you clean the wounds on the man's face.

"If I thought he was dangerous he wouldn't be here."

"He shot webs from his hand."

You turn to look at Miles as he pretends to shoot webs knowing that if he actually did he'd probably either break something or get stuck to a wall.

"He hasn't actually done anything bad. I mean you basically beat him up the entire time, I don't think he'll want to mess with you."

Miles nods along with your reasoning but still watches the man with a cautious expression. The man starts to mumble in his sleep and you turn your attention back to him. There was a soft smile on your face, the guy looked like Peter to a T well almost but it was also this fact that caused your smile to fall. How is this even possible? You didn't think that Peter had a twin this had to be him but how could that be? You and Peter always talked about the possibility of a multiverse but could it actually be real?

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't notice the man watching you with soft eyes. His brown eyes lit up with recognition and his heart caught in his chest.

You the love of his life sat in front of him breathing. It was hard to believe like the universe was playing a cruel trick on him.

He unconsciously reaches out for you causing you to jump at his touch. He softly whispers out your name as his brown eyes stare into yours.

Miles just stood off to the side watching the whole interaction feeling like he was intruding on something.

"I can't believe you're actually here.''

"I can't believe you're actually here.''

Tears start to fill your eyes as he sits up and hugs you. This was definitely Peter. He had his warmth, his smile and even though they were a different color those were definitely his eyes.

"I missed you."

He whispered softly which causes you to break down in his arms, all the emotions you felt today, the anger, the fear, the sadness. They all came out the moment Peter spoke to you.

There was an understanding that Peter felt when you cried into his shoulder, he softly rubbed your back and pulled you closer to him. You didn't have to say anything he knew you were living the same life he did back at home, no matter how recent.

"It's gonna be okay. You'll get through this."

Peter starts to speak softly to you. Miles goes to jump in but Peter holds a hand out to him.

Miles nods and leaves the room still feeling worried for you.

After a moment of Peter just holding you, the two of you leave the room to finally have a chat.

You go to grab some ice from your freezer to put on Peter's face as he starts to react to Miles' presence. He looks so confused by the revelation he's come to.

"You're like me."

Peter whispers to himself as Miles clears his throat and deepens his voice.

"I got some questions.''

"Hey you electrocuted me. Y/n he electrocuted me!"

He points an accusing finger at Miles, you laugh at the interaction and place the ice into his hand. He lets out a whispered thanks and takes a seat on the couch.

Peter felt safe with you, if you were here then there was no way this kid was bad even if he gave him bruises.

"Why do you look like Peter Parker?"

Miles tilts his head at him as he takes off his mask, Peter just gives him a look.

"Because I am Peter Parker.''

Miles looks him up and down clearly confused about his statement.

"Then why aren't you dead? And why's your hair different? Why are you older? And why is your body a different shape?"

You laugh at the annoyance that started to show on Peter's face.

"Pretty sure you just called me fat."

"No. No, just-"

"You don't look so hot either kid."

Peter spits back as he glares at Miles. He looks him up and down judging his style.

"Most superheroes don't wear their own merch."

Miles squints his eyes at him for a few seconds before asking more questions.

"Are you a ghost?"

"No."

Peter answers dryly and Miles starts pacing back and forth..

"Are you a zombie?"

"Stop it."

"Am I a zombie?"

"You're not even close."

"Are you from another dimension? Like a parallel universe where things are like this universe but different?''

You start to feel dizzy watching him pace around.

"And you're Spiderman in that universe but somehow traveled to this universe, but you don't know how?"

Peter looks scarily impressed by the Miles.

"Wow. That was just a guess?"

Miles just shrugs.

"Well we learnt about it in physics."

"Quantum Theory, we used to talk about it a lot."

You whispered to yourself but of course Peter heard you.

"This is amazing. You can teach me like Peter said he would."

You frowned a little. Sure you thought Spiderman would be a better teacher but damn.

"What about me?"

Miles looks at you sheepishly.

"You're great and all but you did push me off a building."

"Fair."

"Nope."

Miles and You turn your gazes to Peter.

"Nope?"

"No?"

Peter stands up from the couch holding his hands out.

"I don't even like kids."

"But Peter."

"Sorry to let you down but I'm no teacher. Being Spiderman is a dangerous job and I have no time for babysitting."

Peter turns to leave but Miles steps in front of him defensively.

"But I promised Peter."

"Watch the hand kid not the mouth."

Peter says unfazed by the kid and moves around him, Miles goes to grab his arm causing Peter to unconsciously throw him against the couch.

Peter walks to the window and shoots a web getting ready to swing away when his body starts to glitch out on him. He starts to fall still violently shaking, lucky you still had your rocket boots on. You jumped out the window and caught him before his body hit the ground. Miles looks out of the window with a worried look on his face.

"Is he okay?"

You look down at Peter questioningly. He sighs when the glitching stops before answering.

"No, I'm not."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I don't think my atoms are really jazzed about being in the wrong dimension."

You help him sit against the wall and he starts to glitch again letting out agonizing groans.

"Look I'm not looking for a side gig as a Spiderman coach."

He says as he looks up to see Miles' pleading eyes.

"I got a lot going on in my dimension."

He says bitterly.

"With great power comes great—"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence. Don't do it, I'm sick of it."

Peter points a finger at Miles as he continues to glare at him. He tries to shoot another web but starts to glitch again. You place a hand upon his back giving it a soothing rub. You wait until his eyes meet yours before giving him a pleading look of your own.

"Peter, Please."

Peter tries to look away from your eyes but you grab his chin and force him to look at you. He lets out a frustrated groan.

"Dammit, Y/n."

He knew what you were doing and it was kind of working on him.

"KingPin has a super collider."

"He's going to kill us if we don't stop him."

"What did you just say?"

"He's going to kill us."

Miles says exasperately.

"Who cares about that? Well I care about you."

Peter says as he looks at you before turning his gaze back to Miles.

"Where is this collider?"

"Brooklyn, under Fisk Tower."

Peter nods before waving him.

"Goodbye."

He turns his attention back to you and smiles.

"It was really good to see you again."

"Where are you going?"

Miles asked, confused as to why he was leaving.

"When it runs again, I'll jump in and get back to my life."

"I can't let you do that. If they run it again people could be killed. Peter wants me to destroy it."

"Well I don't want to meet your Peter in the afterlife and have to tell him that I died by glitches."

You catch Miles as he hops from the window. The two of you start following Peter as he tries to walk away.

"Well they can't turn it on anyway because they need the hard drive that we have. It's our override key."

You give Peter a smug look as he turns to look at you. Miles' face instantly falls at the mention of the hard drive, he had hoped you were meaning a different one.

"Please don't make this hard on me, Y/n."

He holds his hand out for the drive but you just shake your head.

"If you go, we go."

You motion to you and Miles. Peter shakes his head.

"Absolutely not. You're not going anywhere near that thing."

"Then neither are you."

Peter groans.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

You shrug. The two of you glare at each other before he finally relents.

"Fine. Just hand me the goober."

"No, because then you'll just leave. I'll carry the drive."

You smirk at him as he frowns and grumbles to himself.

"Fine."

You fly up towards your window feeling satisfied. You instantly go to where you last had the hard drive, you look around the spot confused and then go to look by your computer. You start to check every room, freaking out the more you come up empty handed. You freeze before walking to the window and staring down at Miles. He's already looking at you with a guilty look on his face.

''Show me."

You glare at him. Peter looks confused until Miles pulls out the broken drive from his pocket. You cover your mouth in shock.

"Miles!"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"See this is why I never had kids."

Peter mutters to himself.

"Can't we make another one?"

Miles looks at you nervously.

"We can't do anything. Thanks to you, I have to re-steal what you guys stole from Alchemax and make another one of these."

Peter says as he walks up the side of the building, feeling frustrated with the whole situation. He throws the useless drive to the ground.

"Deals off."

Miles turns towards him and follows him up the building glaring at his back.

"If I don't turn off the collider after you leave, everyone in this city, My parents, My uncle, Y/n and millions of others will die. And you're just gonna go home and leave me here to figure this out by myself?"

You watch as Miles makes a passionate argument to Peter. When Miles mentioned your name, you could tell it hit some part of this Peter's heart.

"You good with that Spiderman?"

Peter stops in his tracks for a bit, it was clear he was thinking about it but he shook it off.

"Yeah."

You flew up to where Peter was and stood in front of him. He stared into your eyes as you gave him that same pleading look from before. Miles finally makes it up the building and stands next to you, leaning his head on your shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

Peter asks as his eyes shifting between you and Miles.

Miles pouts his lip, hoping to make him break.

"Making you feel guilty."

"I need you, Peter."

Peter already couldn't handle the looks both you and Miles were giving him and it was making this extremely hard on him for no reason, After a while Miles asks.

"Is it working?"

Peter tries to deny it but you can tell by the look on his face that it was. The of you were slowly getting under his skin. He lets out a sigh-filled chuckle and shakes his finger at the two of you before turning away, he let out a frustrated yell before turning back to the two of you, slightly glaring at the smug look you had on your face.

"Alright you two win."

You cheered as Miles looked at him, confused that it had actually worked.

"C'mon we don't have a second to lose."

"Wait! I need a weapon."

"Oh c'mon now seriously?!"

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In another life 2

Peter B Parker x GN!Reader

A/N: Mentions of death and grieving.

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Gwen was in the middle of English class. The teacher had assigned them to read a book called 'The Lord of the Flies.' they were supposed to be having a debate in class about things that happened in the book. The teacher was getting ready to put them into teams, while distracted, Gwen felt a small tap on her shoulder.

She looked behind her to find Y/N waving at her with a big grin on their face. Gwen waves back slightly and turns to face the front, she was again interrupted by another tap on her shoulder. She looks behind her again to find Y/N holding up a folded piece of paper motioning to Peter with their eyes.

Gwen takes the paper from the (h/c) haired teen and turns to the desk across from her.

"Psst... Peter."

Peter turns to look at her, his brows furrowed in confusion. Gwen motions to the paper in her hands before placing it on the floor and using her foot to push it towards him.

Peter reads the note his face flushing at what he read. He turns and faces Y/N who looks at him with a small grin. Peter quickly writes down something, quickly passing the note back to Gwen and nodding his head towards Y/N.

Gwen sighs and gives the paper to Y/N. They quickly read it over, their grin getting bigger with each word they read. Y/N looks up at Peter and the two share secretive smiles before turning to face the front.

After class is over Gwen heads toward her locker to replace her books for her next class. She jumps when her locker door closes finding Peter waiting behind it. A guilty look on his face as he nervously tapped his leg.

"Let me guess. You can't come over to study."

Peter gives her a nervous chuckle.

"Y/N invited me for dinner at their house, I'm meeting their parents. This is a huge step in our relationship. Can we raincheck?"

Gwen laughs and pats her friend on the shoulder.

"I understand. Go have fun."

Peter lets out a relieved sigh and gives Gwen the biggest smile.

"You're the best."

"Just make sure to fill me in."

Gwen points at him as she walks away in the direction of her class, Peter laughs and waves as he does the same.

"Will do!"

Gwen makes it to class before the bell rings, taking a seat next to Y/N.

"Hey, Love."

"Hey."

Gwen sends them a playful smile.

"So, he's meeting the parents?"

Y/N sighs happily.

"Yes, I thought it was time for my people to meet my favorite guy."

They place their chin in their hand and stare off with a dreamy look in their eyes.

"Honestly, I think he's the one."

Gwen's eyebrows raised in question.

"Really?"

"Honestly, he's everything..."

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A couple days have passed since then and the group of friends were now seated at a lunch table. Gwen had been really busy trying to balance being Spider Gwen and school. Her time with her friends suffered for it but she didn't think the two really minded the extra alone time.

"So..."

Gwen drums her hands on the table getting the couple's attention.

"How'd it go?"

Peter looked embarrassed and Y/N started to laugh beside him.

"It was mortifying."

"Babe. It wasn't your fault."

Gwen's eyes shined with excitement at the look on Peter's face.

"This I have to hear."

Peter places his face in his hands with a groan and Y/N softly rubs his back.

"It's nothing too serious. The dinner I invited him to happened to be my mom's birthday dinner."

Peter lets out another noise of embarrassment.

"I had informed Peter of this, letting him know I would be leaving to pick up her cake and might not be home when he showed up."

Gwen nods. Peter begins to speak though his voice was muffled by his hands.

"I convinced them to let me grab it since I was headed that way..."

"Long story short. Peter brought back a cake that was clearly not the one we ordered."

Peter begins to lean into Y/N, stuffing his red face into their neck.

"Someone had it signed, 'Hey, old bat. You're one year closer to death.' My parents thought it was funny."

Gwen laughs then coughs to try to hide it.

"I'm such an idiot."

"No baby, you're not an idiot."

Gwen covers her mouth trying to hide her smile from her distressed friend.

"Oh my god. I would be embarrassed too if I were you."

Y/N sends Gwen an icy glare for that comment which causes her to raise her hand in defense while Y/N tries to convince Peter that he did nothing wrong.

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Elsewhere...

It was a great day, the sun was shining and the wind blew through your hair, the grass was soft under your fingers and the air was filled with laughter as you sat next to Mary Jane in the park. In the distance stood Peter with a bright smile on his face, he walked over with a box of pizza in his hand. However the closer he got the darker your surroundings got. Peter and Mary Jane started to fade away leaving you all alone.

You now found yourself surrounded by darkness.

All of a sudden Peter walked into view again. He looked like he was in a trance walking in the opposite direction of you. You scream out to him, trying to get his attention but he makes no acknowledgement of your presence.

You go to chase after him only to find that your feet were stuck in place, Peter continues to walk until he is no longer in your sight.

Suddenly the darkness began to slowly crawl up your skin leaving you feeling cold. You started to feel like you were suffocating.

You jump up from your sleep letting out heavy breaths as sweat accumulates on your forehead, your tv played in the background illuminating the room with a red glow.

"Sad news tonight, the hero known as Spiderman has died."

You whimper. You had tried not to think about what happened earlier but all you could do was replay the moment of your friend dying in your arms.

Even though you knew that you didn't have powers and probably wouldn't have been much help, you couldn't help but feel like it was your fault. You felt powerless.

You turned off the device at the mention of Peter's name and threw the covers over your head not wanting to deal with the reality of the situation.

The next day you are woken up by call. You check your phone to find that your boss was calling.

"Hello."

An angry voice comes from the phone leading you to roll your eyes.

"Look I'm sorry this is last minute but I need the day off."

You hang up with a heavy sigh. You didn't get any sleep until the very early hours of the day. You stuffed your face into your pillow groaning into it, a part of you had hoped you wouldn't wake up, you didn't want to live in a world without Peter. You try to force yourself to fall asleep but your phone starts to ring again. You let out a defeated sigh and answer not bothering to check the caller ID.

"Yes?"

You jump up at the sound of a motherly figure on the phone.

"May?"

You listen to her talk about how her and Mary Jane had set up a memorial for him with the rest of the city.

"Yeah. I'll be there in a minute."

You got up to get ready. You looked into the mirror and tried to give yourself a pep talk to try and make it through the day.

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Town square was filled with many people. While You, May, Mary Jane and a lot of other people wore black, there was a few people dressed in Spiderman masks. Even though they didn't know him truly, the thought of them being here to celebrate his memory made you happy. May motioned for you to come up and stand next to her as Mary Jane got ready to say her speech.

"My favorite thing about Peter, is that he made us each feel powerful. We all have powers of one kind or another."

You looked down at the ground guilt starting to eat at you. You felt a hand in yours and looked up to see May giving you a reassuring look. You told May and Mary Jane about everything that happened last night and though neither one of them blamed you, you couldn't help but hate yourself. You wondered if he would still be here if you had never left. Or maybe you'd be in his place instead.

"But in our own way. We are all Spiderman. And we're all counting on you."

After the service you turn to leave, ready to go back home and hide in your bed when a hand grabs your arm and you're pulled into an alley. You unconsciously pull your arm away from the person and balled your fist, ready to throw a punch when...

"Wait! Don't hit me."

You stop with your fist inches away from the perpetrator. You knew that voice.

"Kid?"

He pulls off the masks with an awkward grin on his face.

"Hey!"

He waves at you.

"How are you feeling?"

You ignore the question, not wanting to feel yet. You knew that if another person asked you that you for sure wouldn't be able to hold it in. You decided to hyper focus on the situation at hand.

"You can't be doing that."

You sigh as you lean against the wall.

"I'm a highly trained sidekick. You could really get hurt, grabbing me like that."

You straighten your black jacket and rub your fingers on your pants as you lecture the boy.

''Sorry."

The kid kneels down into his backpack and starts to pull out different comics. It was hard not to think about your friend when everything around had his face on it.

"I actually need your help to try and understand this."

He tried to show you a page but you just couldn't look at it.

"Look, I'm not in the right headspace right now to be a teacher."

"I get that but I'm freaking out."

He grabs your shoulders to keep you from leaving.

"There's no one I can go to about this."

His brown pleading eyes looked into your dull (e/c) ones.

"Please. Help me."

This is what Peter wanted. You remembered when Peter told you how alone he felt when he first got his powers, how he hated hiding who he was to the people he loved. A part of you didn't want the kid to go through the same thing and another part of you wanted to just be left alone.

"Okay. But I need to go somewhere first."

"Really? You'll train me?"

He cheers as you walk away.

"Lets go, Kid!"

He quickly gathers his things and rushes behind you to catch up.

"I'm Miles by the way."

You stop for a moment turning towards him with your hand out, he grabs it giving it a firm grip.

"I'm Y/N."

You turn on your heel and head towards the direction of your house.

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"What are we doing here?"

Miles looks around your house, picking up small gadgets or looking at pictures of you and Peter.

"Oh, what's this?"

He picks up a controller looking device, he presses the button and a laser shoots out cutting your couch in half.

"Miles!"

He throws the controller away and looks at you innocently.

"Sorry."

Miles looks around the room again and finds a hard drive, he picks it up and studies it wondering if it had something important on it.

"Miles."

He jumps at the sound of your voice, dropping the drive on the ground. He accidentally steps on it when he turns to look at you.

"Can you stop touching stuff?"

He nods and gives you a thumbs up before turning to see if he could find where he dropped the drive. When he does find it he starts to panic realizing that he had crushed it. He hides it in his jacket pocket hoping you didn't see and really hoping that it wasn't important in any way.

You sigh as you continue to type on your computer. The next thing you hear was the hum of the printing machine. You walk towards it to grab the paper you just printed along with a pen before handing it to Miles.

"What's this for?"

He questions as he begins to sign the bottom. You make sure it's in your hands before you answer him.

"A contract stating that I had informed you beforehand that I was not in the right state of mind due to—"

You let out a deep exhale not wanting to say the words.

"Circumstances and therefore I will not be responsible for my actions."

You grab a few gadgets to take with you as Miles looks confused about your statement.

"What's that mean?"

You give him a tight lipped smile before nodding your head towards the door.

-

Miles swallows hard as he stands at the edge of a tall building with you standing a few ways behind him.

"You have to jump Miles."

He shakes his head, fear clear in his eyes.

"You're insane."

You sigh.

"This is supposed to help you."

"How is this helping me?"

"We're going to practice web slinging."

He looks at you like you grew a second head.

"By me jumping off the roof?"

You walk up to the kid and place your hands on his shoulders.

"Look at me."

Miles brown eyes meet yours.

"Take a deep breath."

The two of you each take one, Miles to calm his nerves and you to get in a better mindset.

"I will be here to catch you if you fall."

You nod at him which he copies.

"Okay?"

"Okay."

You walk him towards the edge again, he's still quite nervous about it.

"You need to jump."

He starts to freak out, you let out a sigh at his reaction before pushing him off the building. You noticed that he was more worried about freaking out than saving himself.

"Maybe that wasn't a good idea.''

You winced making a note to be more clear in your directions so you don't kill the kid. You click the heels of the boots you were wearing and the rockets under them started to flare. You dive off the building passing the falling teen and caught him when you landed.

He clings to you tightly, physically shaking in your arms.

"Sorry Kid. I shouldn't have done that."

You give him a guilty look as he looks into you like you're crazy.

"What did I get myself into?"

He says to himself now really regretting signing that paper you gave him.

-

The two of you stood at the edge of the building again. This was Miles fifth attempt and he just wasn't getting it. He kept freaking out at the idea of falling to realize that he's the one that has to save himself.

"You ready?"

He hops on his feet trying to shake the nerves off.

"Okay. I got this."

He looks determined and ready to go. He lets himself fall but halfway through he starts to panic again and somehow got stuck to the wall.

"You need to let go."

You say calmly, hoping he would take the hint and let his instincts take over.

"What!"

"You need to let go, otherwise this is gonna take all day."

He looks at you for a moment and nods. He personally didn't know how to stop himself from sticking but because he was focused on you and not himself his body started to slip from the wall.

"That's not what I meant."

You flew down to catch him.

-

The two of you sat on the edge of the roof. You were giving Miles time to relax while you tried to think of a way to help him understand his powers.

At this moment you wished Peter was here. He would know what to do, he always knew what to do. You felt like no one could teach someone to be Spiderman like Spiderman could.

"Alright, let's go."

You say as you notice the sky getting noticeably darker.

"Where are we going?"

You help him stand up before flying the both of you to the solid ground.

"I'm gonna go visit a friend and then we'll feed you."

Miles' tummy rumbles at the sound of food.

"I could eat."

He shrugs as he follows you.

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The two of you were now at the graveyard, tombs were covered in snow and the ground was frozen over, You were currently shivering after handing Miles your coat. He told you to keep it but you insisted.

The two of you walked deeper into the graveyard until you stopped at one tombstone in particular. Your body tense when you read it. You didn't want to deal with reality but it was inevitable. There were different kinds of flowers that surrounded it along with a few Spider-Man masks and balloons and a newspaper segment about his death.

You sat down in front of it, Miles following suit. The two of you just sat there in silence. You softly rubbed the carving as Miles sat beside you and watched you with a look of pity.

He rubs your back when you finally pull away from the carving.

"You okay?"

You just shake your head not wanting to talk about your feelings with anyone. Feelings you had been bottling up all day.

"He was my b-best friend."

You continue to stare at Peter's name.

"We've been together since forever. It's hard to believe he won't be around anymore."

You take a shaky breath while looking at the sky and trying to blink back the tears. Miles continued to pat your back. He knew you didn't want to talk but he still wanted to be there for you even if you two only knew each other for a day.

The two of you continue to sit in silence, the snow falling and getting trapped in your hair and caught on the coat Miles was wearing. Church bells rang in the distance.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sure he was as great a man as he was a hero."

You smile slightly and nod. He was a great person and you spent your last hours with him being mad about something you caused.

"I just wish-"

You let out another shaky breath while shaking your head. Miles figured you needed time to gather yourself so he pats your shoulder before getting up to walk away.

"Ahh!"

He screams when he sees a shadowy figure in the distance. You stand up quickly and pulled him behind you with an alarmed look on your face, you reach into the pocket of your jacket that Miles was wearing to pull out one of your gadgets.

But Miles was faster and instantly shocked the dude on sight but a web caught on his outfit and he ended up getting pulled along with the dude.

You rushed up to him to check for any injuries.

"You okay?"

He nods his head at you.

"Yeah, I'm alright."

You pull his hands in yours, looking at them curiously.

"How'd you do that?"

He shrugs.

"I don't know it just happened."

You turned to look at the unconscious man and you instantly froze. How was this possible? How was he here? He died in your arms, was this the universe fucking with you?

Miles notices the look on your face before also looking at the stranger. He brows furrowed in confusion.

The two of you turned to look at each other before turning your attention back to the unconscious man in front of you.

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[ru-fiction]

Peter B. Parker x GN Reader

Peter thought he was the one and only Spiderman. When he lost his Y/N, he didn't think he'd find another.

This story has mentions of death, divorce, grief, and a little jealousy. 'Y/N' is used a bit. This is my first attempt at writing something like this.

I do not own the rights to Spiderman or its characters. All rights go to Stan Lee, Peter Ramsey and the rest of the workers that made this movie.

Slow updates.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

[ru-fiction]

In Another Life

Peter B. Parker x GN!Reader

A/N: The story has small mentions of death, divorce, grief, and a little jealousy. 'Y/N' is used a bit. This is my first attempt at writing something like this.

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Alright people let's do this one last time. My name is Peter B. Parker.

Peter places his Spiderman mask on his face before letting his body fall and catching himself with his web, gliding across the city.

I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the last twenty two years, I thought I was the one and only Spiderman.

Peter sits on the edge of a building with a coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

You see I saved the city.

Different instances of Spidey beating up different villains including Electro, Kraven and Juggernaut appear in a comic of his life.

Lifting or catching cars and buses.

Patrolling the city.

I fell in love.

Little moments of a younger Peter with his love, Y/N flashed in pages of the comic.

Their awkward moments of flirting with each other without trying to cross the line for fear of losing a good friendship.

The secret notes exchanged between classes as they walked past each other.

The middle school dance that they went to together.

The parties Y/N would invite Peter to only for the two to sneak off and have long conversations with the other until their respective family members called for them to come home.

Their first kiss and Y/N finally asking Peter out.

Y/N secretly finding out about Peter being Spiderman and waiting for him to tell them.

Peter finally telling Y/N and them stressing over his safety every night. Peter soothes their fears by video calling them as he swings across the city.

Peter making a huge deal out of his promposal and getting an excited yes in return.

The two graduating together and getting accepted into the same college.

The two moving into an apartment together and hosting weekly dinners with each other's families.

Peter smiles sadly at the memories.

I lost them....

One gruelling fight happened, a day that changed Peter's whole world. A friend of Peter's was corrupted by a symbiote. He tried to talk his friend down but he wouldn't listen.

Y/N and May ended up getting captured by him and Peter has to make a choice. He couldn't choose and Y/N paid the price.

Peter cried for days, he wouldn't eat, he couldn't sleep and if he did Y/N's face would appear reminding him of that night.

No one could console him and even though he was able to get his friend's mind back, a part of Peter could never forgive him for what happened to you.

I never truly got over it, my first love but I did try again.

An older version of Peter hanging upside down in his Spiderman costume kissing Mary Jane in an alley comes to mind.

I got married.

Y/N's family showed up to support him which he was happy about. Their guardian had given him a small smile as he placed the wedding band upon Mary Jane's finger. In the crowd he could have sworn he saw Y/N giving him a nod of approval. He wanted to cry.

Saved the city some more. Maybe too much.

Spider-Man fights off a few small criminals every night sometimes coming home later and later.

He'd come home to a cold dinner or his wife being asleep, sometimes he'd miss her altogether.

My Marriage got tested. I made some dicey money choices.

Peter invested money in crypto scams and a failed business much to the annoyance of Mary Jane and his wallet.

Fifteen years passed and during that time Peter broke his back, got hit in the face with a drone, buried his Aunt May next to his Uncle Ben and his deceased lover, divorced Mary Jane because he wasn't quite ready to completely move on from his past love and moved into a small, crappy apartment.

He would say he handled it like a champ but...

Peter would sit in the tub with the shower running and just cry his little heart out. He felt like he lost just about all the good things that he had.

Some days he would just lie in bed and stay there day in, day out because he couldn't find the motivation to do anything else.

Some days he'd hug a picture of Y/N and Him, other days he would mourn the loss of his marriage and some days he'd wish he had Aunt May there to help him. But every now and then he'd feel a presence near him like something was trying to console him.

Soon he started to binge eat to help the pain and sometimes he would go and visit his family wishing they were with him.

There were days where he would just take all his anger and frustrations out on petty thugs then there were days where he wanted nothing more than to hide himself away from the world.

Some days he would call Mary Jane but stop himself after the first few rings.

I'm pretty sure I broke her heart.

One day Peter was laying in his bed and eating a pizza when a purple and black wormhole appeared on his ceiling. Peter stands up, alert. Watching as the wormhole grows.

The next thing he knew his body was starting to glitch and the items in the room began to float. He tried to save himself but his web snapped as he was pulled into a portal leading to who knows where.

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Elsewhere...

You sat down at a seedy bar with your head leaning on one hand and the other absentmindedly being used to stir a straw in your drink. You were dressed in a long sleeve red shirt and black jeans.

Next to you sat a couple who literally couldn't keep their hands off of each other. The couple being your blonde haired, blue eyed friend, Peter Parker and his redheaded wife, Mary Jane.

The two were celebrating their anniversary and had invited all their friends to come along and though You didn't want to come, one look into Peter's pleading eyes and you just couldn't say no.

After a while of being there everyone in the group had split up after realizing the couple was super into each other today. At the moment You was on your fourth drink, bitterly watching as the couple flirted with each other.

You couldn't figure out why Peter had wanted you to come so badly, if he was just gonna be all over MJ the whole time. It frustrated You to know that it wasn't that long ago that you were in MJ's place. That You were his and he was yours. Hell the only reason you guys broke up was because Peter wanted marriage and You didn't at least not at first but it was too late and now it felt like Peter was constantly throwing his new relationship in your face even if he wasn't doing it intentionally.

"Hey, Y/N!"

You blink finally coming out of the space you were in, the blonde smiles at them as he pulls MJ close to him and motions to the door.

"We're headed home. You need a ride?"

You shakes your head at his offer.

"I'm okay. I'll walk."

You turned to leave only to be stopped by a hand softly grasping your arm, You turn to face the couple with a sigh.

"You know I don't feel comfortable with you walking home alone."

Peter gives you a look of worry.

"At least let me walk you home."

"I'm fine."

"Y/N it's really dangerous out there just let me walk you home."

"Peter, Stop. I'm good."

Peter starts to hand MJ the keys to their home and places a small kiss upon her lips then turns to you with a smile, one that hurts to look at.

"It's nothing really. Your house isn't far from here."

You let out an annoyed groan before giving Peter a stern look.

"Maybe worry about getting your wife home safely than me. I can take care of myself, I was fine before you and I'll be fine without you."

Peter and Mary Jane looked at you with shock. You were even surprised by the words you said.

"Look, I just need some space."

You began to walk away needing to get away from them leaving Peter confused and MJ red faced with anger.

The walk to the house was a quiet and lonely one but You weren't so much as messed with. So that was good. You unlocked the door to your home before throwing the keys on one of the counters and locking the door. You let out a huge sigh and slid down the door, stuffing your face against your knees, taking a moment to sit in silence.

About two hours later your phone started to ring a familiar theme played out and a picture of Peter covered the screen. It rang for a while with you just watching the call end before Peter calls again. You let out another sigh and answer.

"Yes, Parker?"

He lets out a displeased sound at your use of his last name.

"Hey, where are you?"

Your brows furrowed at the sternness in his voice.

"At home."

"Why? We're supposed to be looking for King Pin right now.."

You sigh leaning your head back against the door. There was a moment of silence before Peter speaks again.

"I'm headed to this location. You better be there."

You phone chimes with a message and you hear a small sigh on the phone.

"Please. I need you."

You stood up and walked towards your room. You opened up your closet and pulled out the costume Peter made for you when you agreed to be his sidekick.

It was a skin tight white spandex suit with a red v necked vest, there were black straps around your arms and left thigh and to finish the look you added a pair of white fingerless gloves and black boots. You grabbed your laptop, a pair of binoculars and your trusty baseball bat before heading out the door.

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The eyes on Peter's masks widened at the sight of you walking through the subway. He springs to his feet and moves to meet you in the middle.

"I didn't think you'd come."

There was a nervous tremble in his voice. You nervously tap the side of your laptop while staring at one of the walls but soon you turn your gaze towards him.

"What did you need me to do Parker?"

Peter lets out a frustrated groan as the two of you make your way deep into the subway.

"Stop doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Saying my name like that."

You knew that Peter could tell something was off. Other than the fact that you blew up on him, you've been being distant for weeks now.

"That's literally your name."

You smiled slightly at his little pout.

"Yeah but you only call me by my last name whenever you are mad at me."

There was a moment of silence between the two of you before Peter asked with a shaky voice.

"Are you mad at me? Have I done something to upset you or make you uncomfortable at all?"

You sigh for like the millionth time today and just give him a look of defeat.

"Now is not the time or place. Can we get this over with so we can go home and be done with today? Please."

With that said the two of you continue to make your way to your destination. The two of you found a section that was a little far off where you could put your computer.

"Okay. I've upgraded my software so that my computer can update us on their whereabouts."

You type a way at your computer, not noticing Peter nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"About that. I need you to be lookout on this mission."

You turned to face him with a raised eyebrow, your arms crossing in front of your body.

"You better be kidding."

"I can't risk you getting hurt."

Your eyes darkened at his statement. How could he risk his life time and time again and expect you to just sit there and watch it happen?

"I'm not doing this today Peter. This is King Pin we're talking about."

"Exactly why I need you to stay here."

You jam your finger into his chest, anger flaring in your eyes.

"You've got to be out of your goddamn mind if you think I'm gonna let you risk your life alone."

Peter meets your glare with one of his own.

"Why? Why do you feel the need to fight with me on this?"

He makes a big gesture between the both of you.

"Because I lo-"

You let out a small breath both to stop yourself from finishing your sentence and also go calm yourself down.

"Because you're my friend. I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Fine, you win."

You were surprised that he gave up that quickly, Peter was usually stubborn. It honestly made you kind of suspicious of him. This was entirely too easy. But you shrugged it off and turned to grab your bat only for your feet to get trapped under thick web. You turned your head in Peter's direction to find him slowly backing away.

"I am so sorry. I know I told you to come but I can't risk you getting hurt.''

Your eyes filled with anger again as he turned to run off.

"Parker."

"I'll make it up to you."

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After an hour of peeling the web from your feet, you ran to the facility that you and Peter had been tracking for weeks now.

There you found a teenage boy falling from a great height. You started to freak out trying to run to catch him but luckily Spiderman also noticed the kid and headed in his direction. He ended up grabbing the kid by his jacket and swinging him to safety. You let out a sigh of relief and stealthily made your way to where they were keeping a close eye on the goblin.

You climbed up the railing without Spiderman noticing. He swings away when you finally make your way to the top, standing behind the awestruck teen.

"He's amazing, right?"

"Yeah."

The kid jumps away after he realizes someone was behind him. You chuckle at his reaction.

"Relax. I'm with him."

You point at Spiderman and the kid instantly calms his nerves. That all goes away when a villain known as the Prowler comes out of nowhere and starts to fight Spiderman.

You didn't have any special powers so all you could was silently freak out from the sidelines as the kid pulled out his phone to record the encounter. You tap on your communicator when you notice something from the corner of your eye.

"Spiderman, Watch out!"

"Y/N?"

Right as Spiderman was about to fight back, out came the goblin catching him under his foot and licks him.

The two of you duck behind a canister and tap on your communicator again.

"Hey, are you okay?"

'Yeah, Yeah. Everything is fine.''

You give the canister a frustrated look at his obvious lie. All of a sudden the room starts to glow in a bright light. And Spiderman yells out trying to reason with the villains.

Soon a beam shoots out in the middle of the room. A big thing of rubble hits the surface that you and the kid were on causing you two to fall but the two of you were quick to catch yourselves on the railing. The next thing you knew the goblin was pushing Spiderman's face into the beam.

Then the whole thing exploded. The two of you somehow made it to the ground safety and you started to pull the kid to the exit.

"Wait! What about Spiderman?"

"I will come back for him. I need to get you out of here.''

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"Peter!!"

You ran back in the direction you last saw him after making sure King Pin and gang was gone.

"Peter!!"

You started to get worried when you didn't get a response.

"Peter I swear if you're messing with me I'm gon-"

You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw him leaning against a rock all bloodied and bruised. You felt like your body was moving in slow motion as you ran towards his.

You fell to your knees and pulled his body against yours. His heart was beating slowly and his breath was ragged. You moved your eyes up to his face to find him smiling back at you with droopy eyes.

"Hey."

He whispered softly to you his hand moving to wipe the tears that were forming in your eyes.

"Don't cry. Please don't cry."

He could tell that you were tearing yourself up, there was a look of guilt in your eyes and your bottom lip started to quiver.

You shook your head and wrapped one of his arms around your neck and you placed one of yours around his waist getting ready to lift him.

"It's okay. Everything is okay. I'm gonna get you through this, we'll get you to a hospital and everything will be fine."

You were saying it more to convince yourself. Peter already knew he wasn't going to make it, he had made peace with it the moment you found him.

"Y/N, stop."

"It's fine. I-I'll call the ambulance and t-they'll meet us o-outside."

You go to stand up but Peter leans on you with so much wait that it pulls you down again. He pulls you into a hug staining your clothes with his blood. Though it hurt him, he wanted to feel you one last time. He started to rub the back of your head as your tears wet his suit.

"Look out for May and MJ for me okay."

You nod into his shoulder and your sniffles fill the air.

"Watch out for the kid. He's going to need the help."

You nod your head again pulling away so that you could look into his blue eyes one last time.

"Of course."

Peter moves to grab your cheeks, softly rubbing his thumbs over them.

"One more thing."

There was a look in Peter's eyes, one that you've seen plenty of times before. A look that he gave you when he had one thing to say.

"Don't. I can't take it if you say what I think you're about to say."

Peter pulls you closer so that your foreheads meet and places something into your hands.

"I love you."

Your lip trembled again, his heart was starting to slow to a stop.

"I never stopped loving you."

That was his last words before he went limp in your arms. Leaving you a crying mess.

A little while later you take the kid home and then make your way towards the Parkers' house. You give the door two knocks before MJ opens it. She frowns at your presence and a glare forms on her face but it quickly drops when she sees your expression. You gave her the Spiderman mask with a trembling hand and she quickly pulls you into the house where the two of you just sat on the couch and held each other.

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Masterlist

Ken Carson

Playground Rivals: Ken x Reader

What do you do when your sister was made in opposition to your best friend and your brother to your crush? Can you really be evil if you were made to just play a part?

Five Hargreeves

Unknown Territory: Five x Fem Reader

A combination of both the comics and the TV series, Five Mets a mermaid and falls in love. What happens when forces try to keep them apart?

Stiles Stilinski

Discovery: Stiles x Male Reader

With the pressures of school and the constant nagging over your powers at home, there's only one person you can rely on.

Peter B. Parker

In another life: Peter x reader

Peter thought he was the one and only Spiderman. When he lost his Y/N, he didn't think he'd find another.

Glenda Ray

Bloody Hands, Beating Hearts: Glenda Ray x Fem!Reader