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storytimewithanonwriter · 3 years ago

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Songbird

Single mom! reader xTASP! Peter Parker

Hi all!! This is my second attempt at a fic! This time I'm going with a series! I'm not sure how many parts. This is a slow-burn fic. Feedback is welcome!!!

Warning for series: fluff, a cute baby, mention of food, mention of sex, implied sex, blood, and injuries, curse words, the use of y/n…, nicknames for the reader: love, bird, songbird, birdie ( probably more), not the best writing and lots of typos !! Lol

Late one night after patrol, he heard the sweet lullaby coming from the window below him. Peter was so tired and bruised. The sweet voice was like a bandage for his soul.

Baby mine, don't you cry

Baby mine, dry your eyes

Rest your head close to my heart

Never to part, baby of mine

He never really noticed his downstairs neighbor. He had seen her in passing with a small baby girl, not even a two years old a few times, but never stopped to talk to her. Always having a destination to be. Peter thought she was about his age maybe younger. She was rather beautiful, but she always looked tired, somewhat sad, and a little lonely.

Soon the sweet song ended and Peter began to hear crying. Not the cries of the infant, but her mother.

“Maisie girl, I’m so sorry. This is not the life I had planned for you. I always thought your dad would be here. I thought that we would… huh. ….I don’t even know what I’m doing. I just know I love you so so much. , baby girl.”

Peter’s heart broke.

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“ Shit! Shit! Shit! I’m gonna be late. “ you were running around your apartment. Maisie had been up almost all night keeping you up. Not being able to miss anymore days, and not going to work wasn’t an option. Plus no one would pick up a sub job this late, and it was a performance day for your students. They had worked on a class play for the past month. So, you scrambled around and grabbed your bag and baby to make your way down the hall.

As you are entering the elevator, you noticed your upstairs neighbor. You always thought he was very handsome, but you could see a very familiar sadness in his eyes. Maisie was so chipper and talkative this morning.

“ bbbb...dddd..haha… pppp… ddddd …. Heheh!” a smiling Maisie was speaking to your neighbor.

“ well, nice to meet you as well, little one. I'm Peter.” Peter held out his hand to little Maisie. She smiled big and giggled at him .

“ She doesn't meet a stranger. This is Maisie and I'm Y/N. “ you say laughing.

“ It’s nice finally learn your names. I have seen you around. “ Peter said as the elevator door opened.

“ Yeah. We really haven’t made it around to meet the neighbors yet. Maybe we will see you again soon. Bye, Peter .” Any other day you could have chatted for a while but we're going to be late dropping Maisie to daycare. So, you exited quickly while Maisie gave a wave to Peter.

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Drop off for Maisie’s classroom is at 7:00. It was 7:20. You hope they will let her go to class even though you were late. The principal at your school had been so accommodating due to the circumstances, but she definitely would have a problem with you teaching with Maisie toddling around all day. As you make your way to the front office of Maisie’s school where Val greeted you with a smile,

“ Good Morning Maisie! Good morning, Y/N. I see we are a little late this morning!”

“ I’m so sorry! Maisie was up all night. I couldn’t get my act together, but we are here now.”

“Well, normally I would not be allowed to permit her back since you are so late … but would you look at that my clock is running super fast it doesn’t match up with my phone. You two are right on time. I will take Maisie and you can get on your way, mama.”

“ thank you so much Val I owe you”

You make your way back to the subway and head toward work. Looking at the time, you had time to make a pit stop on the way to work.

…

Peter smiled as he watched you dash away. Little Maisie waved as you exited and it melted Peter’s heart. Peter never took the elevator, but he thought he may get to see you there. Ever since he heard your voice, he couldn’t get you out of his head. He had time to kill before work, so he headed to a coffee shop to work on some photo editing.

About 30 minutes into his coffee shop visit, he saw a familiar face entering the shop. He caught a good look at you this time. You were beautiful. He thought back to your words to your baby the night before and wonder what caused your sadness. Without thinking, Peter got up and walked over to greet you. You were in your world thinking about your day. Hoping that your sister Eliza remembers to pick up Maisie and bring her to you at the theatre since you had rehearsal. You also were trying to remember if you packed your lunch and Maisie’s snacks for the day. You didn’t even notice Peter standing there until he spoke up.

“ Fancy meeting you here.”

“ Oh! Hey, Peter. Nice to see you again this morning. “

“ I see Miss Maisie made it to where she was going this morning.”

“ Ahh, yes. She had important business meetings with all of the 12-month-olds at her school. She is already CEO of the Butterfly classroom. One could say she is a girl boss. “ you laughed

Peter laughed as well “ She seems pretty great. You know I didn’t even realize there was a baby downstairs until I heard you singing her to sleep the other night. I mean I knew that you two lived in the building but not exactly where you did. She is just so quiet and I never really hear her. Never screaming or crying. I honestly thought you two lived at least two floors down. I mean I never heard…I’m rambling…”

“It’s ok Peter . “ you laughed “ I'm so sorry you had to hear my lousy singing voice. I did realize I was that loud”

“ No! Your voice was fantastic. I loved it. You sang so sweetly. Very soothing .”

“ Coffee for Y/N!”

“ well, I better get going. I can’t leave my students waiting. high schoolers unattended in a theatre just doesn’t go well. Have a great day, Pete “ you said as you exited

“ You too, songbird “

The nickname made you blush.

Part 1 of ???

#andrew garfield x reader #peter parker x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader #spider man x reader #spider man fanfiction

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ivedonestranger · 5 years ago

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Teen Titans (Animated Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson/Raven Characters: Raven (DCU), Robin (DCU), Victor Stone, Garfield Logan, Koriand'r (DCU) Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Magic, robrae - Freeform, Angst, Humor Series: Part 2 of Candy Series Summary:

Who would have thought a choice could lead to so much pain?

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FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13299019/2/Raven-s-Wish

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19022185/chapters/46219351

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The evening was warm but not in an uncomfortable sense. It was just a few notches below muggy, which felt comfortable with just the right amount of breeze. The raging heat of summer would descend on Jump City shortly, but for now, Raven was enjoying it. It was better than the tower right now. She had another minor bout of whatever was plaguing her and Robin was being overprotective. Raven grimaced at the memory of them raising their voices over the disagreement of her going out on patrol. She, of course, won the argument but her love was not happy.

Since the level of crime from super villains had dropped considerably with interest moving to other portions of the country, the Titans had gone from double patrols to single patrols allowing for a mixture of being approachable by the citizens and also for more coverage. Back at base, Cyborg was on camera duty but silent in her ear.

Raven floated down the dark streets wrapped in the shadows of her cloak with the orange street lights catching the gem on her forehead once in a while. All that was left on the street were the young men and women on dates hurrying their way home and the criminal nightlife coming to the surface. Of course, the low criminal lives were staying in the shadow. She had already seen a few people wearing gang colors see her floating down the sidewalk, turn pale, and disappear quickly back into the alleys.

The story of what she had done to Doctor Light many years ago had permeated through Jump City, which made ordinary people unsure about her and the non-super powered criminals scared witless. Even now she could sense the fear from a few of the guys standing on street corners trying not to look like the pimps they were. T street was the home of much of the city's scum preying on the poor who could not move to better places. Their very own Gotham Wards. This is where she had decided to patrol.

“Almost like you’re looking for a fight,” Cyborg had commented when she handed in her itinerary for patrol.

“They deserve protection like anyone else in Jump City,” Raven answered evenly as she opened a portal to make her way to the city.

“Sure it is,” he waved her off as he had started the cameras. “just try not to beat them too senseless.”

One rather horribly dressed man with white, sallow skin had not seen her coming down the street and was yanking a scantily clad girl with too much makeup around. Raven narrowed her eyes as the other pimps were smart enough to clear the road. She alighted right beside him.

“Listen here, you dumb whore, when I tell you to----” he noted that the girl’s eyes had gone wide and whatever color that had been in her face was now gone. He turned to see the cloak there, and his face broke into a sneer.

“What do you fucking want?” he growled at her, shoving the woman aside.

A smirk crossed Raven’s face, hidden in the shadows of her cloak. This moron had no clue who she was. Raven turned to the girl who had taken three steps away from them.

“Go home,” her voice came out laced with magic and power. The girl did not even argue or look back at the man who tried to stop her. She had already been fleeing down the road.

"Who the hell do you think you are messin' with my product," he growled shoving at her. Raven let him touch her cloak and gave to the push. It would have been so easy to snap that arm.

“Is that how you treat women?” Raven asked with a growl letting the anger she had been keeping down come to the surface.

"I can treat them any way I want to ‘cause that's how it works out here," he said again. His tone had changed, which meant he noted her voice was that of a woman.

'Go ahead, get cocky,' Raven thought to herself darkly. 'Give me another reason to beat you to a pulp.'

“What are you doing out here so late, sweetie?” he said reaching out to tug down her hood but Raven moved her head slightly, making him miss. “You looking for a new pimp to help you get some cash?”

“Lassiter!” screamed a male voice from down the street. “What the hell are you doing?”

Lassiter turned to gesture to the mystic Titan who still had not moved.

“Got a new bitch here thinking she can tell me what to do.”

“You FUCKING moron!” the man yelled back. “That’s Raven!”

“Raven?” Lassiter asked with a shrug. “Who cares what her name is?”

“Raven of the Titans you ass-hat. Run before she rips your arms off!”

Lassiter's head snapped back at the name of her team, and she could see the realization sinking in of the situation he was actually in. He moved, but only a step when Raven unleashed her soul self, the black tendrils exploding out from under her cloak tangling him up and slamming him on the ground. It picked him up again and slammed him against the alley wall before letting him fall to the ground.

“I have a particularly nasty dislike for people in your line of work,” Raven seethed.

The pimp crawled back through the alley desperately trying to put distance between himself and the dark sorceress that was hovering closer, her white eyes burning brilliantly in the blackness of her hood.

“Pppp..p…...ppleaseee,” he whined.

"You've got a choice," Raven growled at him. "You walk right now to the JCPD and confess your sins to them, or I shall drag you to the pits of hell where you can meet true monsters."

“I’ll do anything!” he pleaded sense the oozing presence of her demon half.

“You better because I know what you smell like. I’ll find you if you fail your end of the bargain.”

Without any other comment, the man went sprinting down the alley vanishing. She set herself back down and allowed the power around her to dissipate. She felt in a better mood and doubted the criminal would actually turn himself in.

Looking about, she found that she had gone quite a distance down the alley and into a little culdesac of doors and backways, a hidden neighborhood made up of the buildings around. Not usually a safe place for an average person unless you knew what you were doing. She could see the closed stands and the signs that life did live here away from the bustle of the main streets. A few homeless shacks had sprung up, and there was a burning barrel deeper in the catacombs of alleyways.

“That was quite an amazing display of control,” a soft voice spoke to her from her right.

Raven's head snapped around to see a decently dressed man in a gray button-up, brown slacks and a teacup with saucer in his hands. She detected the scent of a strong cinnamon tea coming from his cup. He was sitting on the back steps, the light shining out from his home illuminating the darkness. Raven could make out the tight dark curls of his head and distinctly middle eastern voice.

“That anger though, it must get the better of you sometimes," he continued taking a sip and seemingly ignoring the fact that a sorceress was standing in front of him.

A pang of irritation shot through her. This was the first time that anyone normal human had not even flinched or showed no emotion of the fact of what she was and what she was capable of doing.

“Tea?” he offered. “Might want to talk about that anger?”

Raven gave a growl in response and floated on and up, leaving the man where he sat. She glanced down and found that he had not even bothered to look up and watch her go. He had simply gone back to his tea and the little book that sat on his lap.

Landing on the 9 story building and finally being out of the stench of the alley, she basked in the moonlight and breeze that blew over the rooftop. Of course, there were taller buildings, but they formed a tunnel allowing the breeze to cleanse her pallet. Who the hell was he? Why did his presence throw her off so much?

She wanted to resist the urge to peer over and look again. Raven did not want to look like she was the one bitten by curiosity. It was the tinkling laugh that reached her ears. So familiar that it brought a light blush to her cheeks. Floating over to the edge, Raven leaned over just enough to see down and saw her.

Her pink hair was done up like two horns, the purple dress, the black choker around the lovely gray throat. How could she ever miss the familiar profile of Jinx?

"Miss Jinx," the man said, standing and putting the book in his pocket. "Hopefully you did not come to any harm?"

"Sorry I'm late, Mister al-Salehi," she said, extending her hand. He took it, gave it a shake, and then kissed the top of it. Raven felt a flare of jealousy but repressed it. She had no room to go down any of the feelings she had for Jinx. Robin, of course, knew all about it as they sat down in their first week and talked extensively of the pinkette and Raven's relationship with her. Robin was such a wonderful man who listened with no judgment. He knew she was bisexual and had feelings for the hex witch at one point. Robin was her love now, but sometimes the strange ache would sneak up when she wasn't paying attention.

“Please come in, my dear, we have a lot to cover,”

Criminal mischief. Jinx was back in town and planning illegal activities.

“Raven to Cyborg,”

"Wha…! Oh! Raven. What's up?" Cyborg came back, confused.

Raven narrowed her eyes though he was not there to see it. “You were asleep, weren’t you?”

“No comment. What’s up, girl?”

“Jinx.”

“What about her?”

“She’s back in Jump City. I stumbled on to a criminal meet up with someone in an alley.”

"Tracking your location…. You're near Seven Devils Alley. Not a great place to be Raven. Got a lot of magic users who are known to live there."

“It’s quiet at the moment. If she’s in town, Her team has got to be here. HIVE might be planning something here.”

Cyborg hesitated, and Raven huffed with impatience.

“What?”

“Didn’t she like...go straight or mercenary or something?”

"Mercenaries are criminals too, Cyborg," Raven growled.

“So, what’s the plan then?”

"I can't get in right now without a plan, I think we need to get this place set up for stakeout. We might be able to stop them before it starts."

With that, she flew up into the night sky and made her way back to her patrol route, trying not to think of the blueberry scent that haunted her dreams.

#teen titans jinx #teen titans raven #teen titans #teen titans robin #robin #raven #jinx #fanficiont #fanfic #ao3 #ao3fic #ivedonestranger fanfic

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i-write-fanfics-to-procrastinate · 7 years ago

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I never finished Gauntlets and Greaves week (even though I was doing it solely for the fun of it!) Just like i never finished Arkos week (which I actually shippppp) soooooo.... I’m hoping for better luck when I start (late) Rosegarden Week! Here are the last two oneshots I wrote for Gauntlets and Greaves Week:

AU: (Because my other three stories were originally an AU I decided to make this oneshot an AU within the actual canon universe)

“You again.” Yang’s voice always cracked when she saw Mercury standing in front of her. She hated that, that every time they met they had to face each other like this. When they met in battle Mercury’s soft gaze turned hard and cold as ice. His hands raised up, ready for a fight. She knew her teammates looked on, waiting for their fists and legs to clash in battle. He always gave her an arrogant smile.

“How are things going, blondie?” They always clashed, and when the fight was over they would find each other, a silent promise that neither one would betray the secrets of their teams.

“Yang?” A voice brought her back to the present. She was sitting in the forest just beyond Haven Academy. It was almost dawn. She had almost given up hope that he was coming, but there he was, standing just beyond the trees. “I’m glad I found you.” There was the silly soft smile that she was beginning to fall in love with. He looked pretty bruised and beaten up, but he didn’t seem bothered by it. Yang stood to greet him silently, hand on her hip. “I’m sorry about grabbing your arm,” he whispered. Yang shook her head, gently pressing her warm hand against his cheek.

“It’s the way it’s supposed to be. You and I, always fighting and meeting like this…” she murmured, “How long do you think it will all last?” He frowned, looking her up and down. She felt one of his hands at her waist, and the other was playing with her hair,

“I don’t know,” he said, “Odds are… it won’t last long.” Yang silently agreed with him. Their secret meetings couldn’t really be in the cards for much longer. Especially now that the race towards the finish line was coming to a close. Those quiet moments between battle would come less and less and soon enough there would be nothing but facing him on the battle.

“Kiss me,” she said, barely parting her lips. Mercury was almost always too happy to oblige in their little relationship built solely on their physical need for one another. This time, however, he smiled a little, almost knowingly. Like he knew she was playing games with him.

“I know you’d prefer to take charge,” he whispered, “It’s what you were born to do.” Yang glared up at him for a moment before grabbing his collar and yanking him into a kiss, hands exploring his body, tugging at his belt. She bit his lip, trying to somehow pull him impossibly closer. She needed him now, more than ever, before it was too late… before she couldn’t ever need him again.

Their meeting was short. The moment they both managed to pull all their clothes back on, he had to go. “They’ll wonder where I am,” he murmured, lips pressed against hers again. She groaned, pulling away only to press her lips to his neck.

“I don’t care…”

“I know,” he said. “But you have to understand… Yang. Won’t your friends wonder where you are?” She pulled away, looking him in the eyes.

“Yes,” she said. He pulled on his belt, and finished clasping it before she managed to say, “I wish things were different.” He was just adjusting his collar and he paused, looking her up and down.

“How?”

“If there wasn’t a war… if there weren’t any sides. Things would be better. We could actually… be together.” Her breath hitched as she thought about it. “We could explore the world together. We could… be a family.” His smile, so nonchalant, so perfectly calm, brought her a little peace.

“I wish things were different too,” He hesitated, “In some other world out there… some other universe… you and I? Nothing can keep us apart. Not even the stars.” He gave her one last lingering kiss, and then disappeared back into the shadows. Where she had once been full in his presence, the moment he left Yang’s heart seemed only empty.

Hurt and Comfort: (This is a poor excuse for hurt.... :PPPP )

It had been 48 hours… 48 long, long hours since she had been missing, and Mercury couldn’t sleep. He had been waiting for news from the headmasters about if they had heard anything about her whereabouts, but so far there had been nothing but silence. He had tried to put Honey to bed, but she kept asking, “When’s mommy going to be home?” Every time the words came out of her mouth it broke his heart. Of course, he’d heard the words before. Just like Yang must have as well about him. Usually, though, they had answers. Usually he could say, “She’ll be home tomorrow, buttercup.” But this time, he didn’t know. This time, he didn’t have the answers and it hurt, having to look into his daughter’s eyes and lie. “She’ll be home soon.” It was hours after her bedtime that she finally fell asleep, in the bed that he usually shared with Yang.

Then he was up by himself, pacing back and forth…. Back and forth… He had a few shots, trying to keep calm. He kept thinking over and over again: This is all part of the job…all part of the job. But not knowing was literally driving him mad.

It was near dawn when, sitting on the floor by the door to Honey’s room, he heard a noise coming from the living room, some sort of shuffling. He glanced to make sure Honey’s door was shut tightly, and then he stood as silently as possible, and slipped down the hall. If there was an intruder… In the dim light of the living room he could make out a familiar shape.

Yang was kicking off her boots. Her long hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She looked pretty beaten up. Her prosthetic had been tossed aside. When he saw her his heart skipped a beat.

“You’re alive.” His voice almost startled her. She turned quickly and their eyes locked.

“Of course,” she said, a small, arrogant smile pulling at her lips, “Did you expect anything less?”

“You were missing in action, Yang. No one knew where you were,” Mercury hissed, “I was worried.” Yang hesitated, seeing the honesty in his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I… should have sent in a report, but my scroll…” She pulled the device out of her pocket in several shattered pieces. Mercury let out a groan.

“Did you really…?”

“It was an accident,” Yang laughed. Mercury rolled his eyes, but he was too full of relief to reprimand her for her nonchalance. Instead his usual calm demeanor dissipated, and he gently pulled her by the waist into his arms. Yang tensed a little, but held him, resting a head on his shoulder.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

“I was worried. I’m fine now,” he sighed. “I didn’t know what to tell Honey. She wanted to see you. We both missed you.” Yang grinned.

“Awww… Mercury Black’s getting all worried about meee… That takes me back.”

“I’m always going to be worried about you,” Mercury rolled his eyes.

“You know I can take care of myself,” Yang huffed.

“Sure,” He said, “I’ve always known that. Doesn’t stop me from worrying.” Yang leaned in and gave him a quick kiss.

“I love you, but I’m exhausted,” She sighed, “Let’s go to bed.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Mercury said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, “I think it’s high time for some rest.”

#gauntlets and greaves week #gauntlets and greaves #yang xiao long #mercury black #oc xiao long black kiddo #rwby

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siverwrites · 7 years ago

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Utter silliness inspired by a prompt from here:

Person A leaving Person B little notes all over their house/apartment that say stuff like “Reminder: I love you.” and “Hey, you’re the best!” Person B then responds by leaving sticky notes for Person A around. Bonus: The notes that B leaves say stuff like “Of course I’m the best.” and “I love me too.”

Going off on its own with our trio and a brief bit each from the rest of the family.

On reflection sticky notes should never have been allowed in the Jowd Household.

I left you some coffee. You might have a chance now. Love you, C

Very funny. I believe my case count is still two points ahead - J

What happened to the rest of the ketchup? - J

I couldn’t pooossibly imagine. Caaare to explain where the rest of the coffee went? C

Honestly you two. Can’t anyone else keep track of the groceries? You’re shopping next time - A

Sorry I had to run out early. Breakfast’s on the table. Coffee in the pot. Love you hon - A

I won’t be home for dinner. We have an important case meeting. Donuts on the counter. Love J

We’re out of yogurt, C

Go buy some - J

Dear ooold friend is that any way to treat a guest? C

Since when? - J PS I was right about our suspect

It was a rescue mission! C PS He wasn’t the ringleader. Meet me later tonight.

From what? J PPS You’re buying the coffee

A fate most sour! C PPPS Change of plan. Bridge by GS

Enough! I’m calling an embargo on yogurt until next week. - A PPPPS get your plans in order.

??? - A

Looove a mystery. Care to explain? C

Investigating... J

I’ll be late - C

Did you ever come home? Where were you? - J

Missed you again. Be careful out there - J

We left you coffee and danish. Didn’t want to wake you. Love, A & J

I’m sorry I forgot! Please sign form before you go to work? - K

I’ve got it sweetie. Have a good day at school, love mom

Can you please make dinner? Won’t be home til late. Love A

Don’t burn the kitchen down - A

And no chicken. We’re out. - A

Leftovers in the fridge. Nothing burnt. Kept Cabanela out. - J

Those are some fiiine accusations you’re throwing about there, partner - C

Reminder: I love you. Have a wonderful day at work - A

I love you too - J

For the bstee beeest of best ooold friend. I left cooofffeee. that’s how much I care. Aaanything for uu youu always riiiight? Great detitive deetect dective partner. Looove you C

How drunk did you get last night? - J

I don’t know what you’re talking about. - C

I heard you up at 2 in the morning. Was everything okay? Call me if you need - A

Solved the case - C

Don’t encourage him - J

Stop taking pens. I’m out. - J

Are we out? I can buy more on my way back - A

It’s fine. - J

You’re not clever, partner - J

Love you too, C

Thank you, honey. Dinner was great, but the chicken really got roasted in this deal - J

😊 A