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Hello could you please write a USM ben reilly x reader headcanon I realy like your other one
Of course! Was just thinking about him again today..
USM Ben Reilly x Reader Headcanons!
Established relationship (Bc writing meetings can be Hard™), starts before he's outed as a spy
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Super protective of you as his partner
He knows that you could be used against him by either side, so tries to keep you close and under wraps
A hard combo, but he's not a very openly emotional guy
Not at the start, at least
Takes a lil bit for him to warm up to any kind of touch
Starts slow
Hand holding
Using you as an armrest
Ruffling your hair
Eventually he's a little more open, both emotionally and to touch
Gets better at saying "I love you"
Gives forehead kisses so he doesn't have to lean down as far
Thinks the "Spider-Man Kiss" is corny, but he'll do it if you ask
He only realizes how much he needs you once it's too late
When he gets the call from Peter, the first thing he does is ask for you
But you can't come
It's too far for Peter to get you from your place in so little time
Ben makes him promise to pass a message to you
The next morning, Peter's at your door with some chocolate and a note
It's short, to the point, vaguely sappy
Ben apologizing for being an idiot, for lying, for throwing away everything he had
For choosing his job over you
It ends with him saying that "I could never show you as much of the love you deserved. I'm sorry.. I can never stop loving you, for any reason. The job still needs to be done. I love you."
Peter explains that Ben had probably written it right before the takedown of Shield, and intended for you to find it yourself
Obviously didn't work that way
And now, you were stuck with the knowledge that he "can never stop loving you", and the belief that your boyfriend was dead.
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Thinking of making post-resurrection its own part.. of tie it with thoughts from the bottom of the harbor. Let me know if y'all want another part!
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In this blog we support the opinion of animated adaptations being better than live action ones...
For eg: Avengers Earth's Mightiest Heroes/Ultimate Spiderman>>>>>>>>>>> MCU
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The Heavy Burden of a Human Heart
"Creature" Ben Reilly x reader | Frankenstein-esq AU about grief, something inhuman becoming man, and a new heart learning to love.
All character descriptions used are based on the characterizations from the Ultimate Spider-Man cartoon that ran on Disney XD from 2012 to 2017. If that actually bothers you, go cry about it.
Chapter 1 - The Image of the Dead
There was something that settled in your chest, like the overgrowth of weeds. A thorny unwanted pain, almost impossible to get rid of. Pounding in your heart, wisping in your mind. No, not the present shaking fear of the dark or a vampire beyond the threshold of your home- but instead, the gentle cry of an anguished heart. Pitiful grief that grips you like a starved dog grips a rabbit in its jaws. The violent thrashing of a predator executing its prey, dancing in your chest like the most dreaded ballet. Your conscience is torn apart by the loss of your very dear friend.
The rain of the summer storm pours heavily down onto the roof of your home, groaning loudly as if sobbing for you. The thick sheets of water weep down the glass pane of your window, the only light in the room being from the thick gray clouds above. Your eyes flick about the room, never staying too long- never ever longer then the time two heartbeats take out of a minute. You couldn't stay for too long, lest your mind settle and begin to wander. It, however, did not work. Your mind began to drift, a sunny afternoon, waving an early goodbye to a smiling face you will never get to see again.
Three weeks, you believe. It's been three weeks since the accident that took the lives of Peter Parker and three other people, and you have yet to let yourself accept it. The old house groans as you suck in a deep breath, soothed by nothing but your own thoughts. It was no one's fault. An accident is an accident, and he died a hero. A hero, but still gone.
The sheets fall from your chest as you sit up, looking out at the trees beyond your window. Living just outside of town has its perks, including the silent company of such lovely giants. Slipping from bed, you tug the duvet off with you. Dragging it across the ground as you make your way over to the seat in your window. The wooden boards squeak under your feet as you shift your weight onto the cushioned extension of the window. Curling up into the pink satin seat, you press your warm face into the cool glass, fogging it slightly.
For as long as you could remember it's always been the four of you. You, Mary-Jane, Harry, and Peter. Always. And of course people and things change, friends change- but not like this. It was never supposed to be like this. What is there for the three of you to do now that... That's a stupid question now isn't that? What other choice is there but to go on without your friend? Your eyes flick over to the newest letter from your parents, states away they write you from the sea-side you chose not to see. Wanting to spend the last summer with your friends before they went off to college instead. They are blissfully unaware of the news, and of your quiet suffering.
It's been two weeks since that actual funeral, and you haven't seen anyone since. Locked yourself away, unwilling to see anyone. You should, however, go food shopping soon. Your parents sent money again, and you shouldn't let it sit while you commit suicide via malnourishment. However, if you didn't, at least you could see him again. You find yourself gazing outside again, down at the wide clearing your parents called a courtyard. No grass, creating a goopy, muddy mess. That would probably be a nightmare to traverse until it was dry... maybe locking yourself away wasn't such a terrible idea after all.
Your eyes wander the courtyard, allowing your thoughts to go blank and hum a lullaby your mother hasn't sung to you in years. It's a gentle comfort, one needed beyond even you know.
From the side of the house, emerges a figure. Stumbling all over themselves and getting stuck in the thick mud. The notes catch in your throat, an abrupt stop as you are ripped from your thoughts. Your heart pounds as the very worst possibilities formulate in your head. Was this person here to try and break in? Did they know you were home alone? Through the sound of the pouring rain and the natural muffling from the window pane, you can hear them grunt in distress. Your eyes flutter in surprise as a worry builds in your chest.
No. No, this person was not someone with sinister intentions. They look... disoriented, mostly confused, partially hunched over as they stumble about... and this is no type of night for anyone to be out. They'll get ill. Whoever they are obviously they need help.
Help. That's what he'd want you to do, at least.
Quick as a whip, you grab the oil lamp you kept on your writing desk and pull a long old hat pin your grandmother had willed to you. Quickly rushing to your bedroom door. With a short turn of the nob, your surroundings are illuminated dimly. The small amount of light guides you to the stairs and down them as quickly as possible. Your steps are rushed and unsteady as you almost trip over yourself just to get to the front door. Rushing so quick, you don't even give the floorboards time to groan under your weight.
The front door swings open with you. Practically falling out onto the porch, you brace yourself against the railing, chest heaving. A waft of damp air hits your skin, causing your hair to stand on end. "Hello!?" You yell out to them as they stumble to a stable stop. They're not too far away and they're facing you, but you can't make out any discernible features. Their elbows are bared outwards as they hold the sides of their head. Letting out pained and definitely confused grunts. You step forward to the edge of the porch. "What are you doing out here in this rain? Do you need-" Turning the knob of the lamp to increase the brightness, you illuminate most of a courtyard to a certain degree. "...Help?" Your eyes widen in a cocktail of emotions that swirl like a hurricane.
They stand up straight, a broad form looking directly at you like a scared deer. Rain rolls down their pale skin, cold and unforgiving. Their chest heaves, but they don't much more. And well, it's not hard to tell that they... Are actually a he.
He's nude, completely bare as if this was the day he was born. Hair cut short, around half an inch from his scalp. Skin covered with these long stitched up wounds, red with freshness, that wrapped around the circumference of his limbs and torso just above the joint areas. There's one that draws your attention far longer than the others. It forms a 'v' on his chest, the point of which continues in a singular line all the way down to his mound. There was something else off... just wrong about the way his body looked in a way you just can not place. But that wasn't what you came to fixate on. The hat pin, which you had grabbed to use as self defense just in case, slips from your fingers. The metal clattering down the step before sheathing itself in the mud. His nose had a wound that stretched from the bridge to below his left eye and was bruised like it had been broken. It had obviously been reshaped through the break, but that didn't stop your recognition.
The sharp contours of his jaw and famously chapped lips. Wide blue eyes- not blue like the sky at noon or a body of water, but blue like the world during the first licks of morning's newborn light. They bore into you like inhuman beacons, seemingly picking up your fear and reflecting it out back to you. A face you know well, a face you had recently said a very last goodbye to.
You step forward and down into the stairs, voice strung high in disbelief. Bitter, cold rain hits your scalp and slides down the back of your neck, heart twinging at the vision before you. It's not- no. There's no way it is. "Pete-" The movement and sound of your voice seems to scare him, causing him to stumble around again with an angered grunt. The very second he finds his balance, he turns, sprinting straight for the woods. The wave of shock and confusion renders your critical thinking ineffective. "Peter!" You scream into the night, taking off after him. Into the rain and the disgustingly thick mud. Not nearly as fast as him, you trail behind. Pushing through the tree line after him as fast you possibly could. Only being able to follow him by the light glinting off his back.
"Peter, Peter please! Come back! Come back, please!" You yell, slowly losing him in your sights. A loose root finds itself looped over your now dirty feet, sending you flying forwards into the wet ground. The lamp in your hand shatters, glass shards embedding themselves into the palm of your hand.
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Even days after, those eyes haunted you. Cutting into you like the blade of a bayonet. You already know the gunshot of the loss of your friend, what a horrible comedy is the stab of seeing his face on a body that wasn't his. That... that wasn't him. It couldn't have been. Too tall, too broad, too... alive. Your heart beats with a confused pattern, mind a mess of confuddled thoughts mixing with murmurs of rationality and denial. There was a part of the rational thoughts that tried to convince itself that it was all a dream. Your grief manifested itself in the realm of your rest, concocting a traumatizing vision in spite of your healing mind. However the bruises on your knees and the deep gashes in your palms tell a much different story.
The market was just as full as it always was. Had the summer rain continued any longer, the street would have been baren except for the willing few. Everyone was dressed nicely, including yourself. Arm in arm with either a parent or a partner, excluding yourself. While you've always preferred colder, wetter weather, you've found yourself glad the storm has gone. There is a pleasant warmth in the air accompanied by a light breeze, it's something more akin to late spring or early summer. Either way, the change is a pleasant and welcome one. Wandering past vendors and barely even looking at what they had to offer. Everything around you felt muddled. Speech, faces, prices. The only things that had found their way into your hand basket was a single jar of lavender honey and loaf of fresh bread. Nothing else seemed to be appealing.
Even though you feel as if your head is a million miles away, being out and surrounded by people makes you feel less alone. Less crazy. Like you could ignore what had happened only a few nights ago. Allowing yourself to only dwell on your friends' loss as former school mates and their mothers pass and shoot you sympathetic glances. Some men, giving you solemn nods. While he left an impression on those he was close to, Peter Parker was not a particularly popular boy. Smart, a bit geekish sometimes, but kind, snarky, and overwhelmingly funny. Not this many people knew or had any attachment to him in life. The only times he stood out were when he got to flaunt his intelligence, and when he had lost his uncle. Other then the accident itself, people knew of his death so widely and acted like this for one reason.
His Aunt.
May Parker is a kind, fun, and spunky woman armed endlessly with the most dangerous thing imaginable- Compassion. She's warm, bright, and is the type of person who can make everyone in a room love her without even trying. She isn't naïve or weak, like some might assume of someone with these traits. She's intelligent, professionally cautious, and unimaginably strong. She's the breadwinner of her home, took care of her nephew and maintained her social and professional relationships even after losing the love of her life.
Now that you think about it, you wonder how she's doing now. She is so strong, but... her husband and the nephew they raised, within only a few years of each other. You only hope she's found some way to not destroy herself, to not be like you.
A startled noise leaves you as another body slams into yours. It's not hard enough to hurt or knock you back, but enough to bring you out of the confines of your head. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been so distracted..." You take the blame immediately, because you know it is your fault. If you had been paying attention it wouldn't have happened. Oh. They say that if you wake up in the middle of the night it's because someone is thinking of you, maybe this is similar. Thinking about someone enough to make them appear before you.
She's just as shocked as you are for a split second before she forces a smile. Something unlike her, because she's rarely not smiling. A smile is as natural to her as waves are to the ocean. However you understand and wished there was something you could do to take that away. She says your name gently, and your heart pangs with sympathy. Her smile and tone have the same amount of unhideable melancholy.
With a small tilt of your head, you give her a smile as well- but you're sure it's not too far off from hers. "Hello, Mrs. Parker." You say, knowing she prefers to be referred to by her first name, but wanting to show her respect is such a trying and delicate time. There was a soft hum from her, followed by a light chuckle.
"Oh sweetie, there's no need to be so formal." Her tone holds that sweetness that she is known for, and you can tell that it wasn't forced. She reaches out, and places her hands on your upper arms. "How have you been?" She asks. How like her to ask about someone else's life and feelings during what is probably the worst time in her life.
"I'm..." You can't get a solid answer out, or rather, you can't say anything at all. When you try, all you can see in your mind is the wooden box covered in flowers, nailed shut with one of your best friends inside. Beside it, her. Head down, lips pursed as she tries not to cry again, even though she knows not a soul would blame her if she did. The shared silence says more than any combination of words ever could. Both of your smiles drop flat in a shared knowing. You're both hurting, and you hate that now she knows that you are. You know how upset thinking about you, M.J., and Harry grieving this loss will make her. That's the very last thing you'd want her to worry about.
In that, she wraps her arms around you, and you her. Tucked into one another in a tight embrace. You hadn't gotten to hug her like this at the funeral, one small hug before everyone was rushed to the graveside. She was much too busy with everything else, and you stood off to the side. Hand in hand with Mary-Jane. The two of you gripping each other as if you were to let go, the other would slip away for good. It felt good in a way, once again less alone, but like everything you were feeling was tangible and real. Your grief was nowhere near as intense as what she feels, and you know that with every part of your being- but maybe, just maybe, she's getting some relief from that empty longing pain too.
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The other side of the park is a much more suitable place to talk, in the warm summer breeze floats the sounds of the farmers market in the distance. Quiet enough to not mean anything at all. The both of you sit on the park bench. Quietly discussing how you were dealing. You tried your hardest to be honest with her, but one large thing gnawed at you. Something you couldn't possibly tell her. A terrible, delusional, secret. Try as you may to keep it from her and swallow it, it keeps coming back up. Like rich, fatty food in an unsettled stomach.
Your incisors and canines tearing into the wet, fleshy warmth of your inner lips. Chewing them and dotting your tongue with the taste of blood. The taste of blood complimented by the smell of the lavender grown out around the bench legs, the summer-y purple blooms licking at your ankles as they sway in the aforementioned breeze. In fact, many flowers were in bloom despite the scorching afternoons. Small, white daisies are grouped together just behind you and you can only see them out of the corner of your eye. The unseasonal storm must have done them well to have survived this long. Farther on behind May are meadow-like bushels of tiny purple flowers with thin, vine-like stems... behind May.
Oh.
The sound of your name being repeated sucks you right back out of the cozy hiding spot you'd crafted out of full flower beds in your head. Your eyes widen as you notice her worried expression. She says your name again, but this time in a firm and caring tone. "There's something bothering you, isn't there?" Of course there was, but you couldn't tell her. Right?
"A couple of days ago, I... I had a dream, and I saw Peter."
The concern in her eyes washes away, gaze softening as that same sad smile returns. Gently placing one of her hands over yours. "Would you like to talk about it?" It's a simple question, but it makes your heart pang.
No. No you don't. You don't even want her to know something so awful. That there's a... 'man' out there running around with her nephew's face? Even with you framing it as a dream, that's still not a dream you'd want her to know about. "No. It... was dark, and terrible. I don't want you to have to think about it." Your voice cracks as you look down at your folded hands. Hers holding onto yours with such a gentle and reassuring grasp. All the years you've known this wonderful woman, she's always been so kind and accepting. The last thing you'd want to do in the wake of your friend's death is upset her even more.
She gives your hand another squeeze, causing you to look back up at her. There's a look in her eyes, it's too many things for you to possibly place. Concern, grief, fear... knowing. A lump forms in your throat as you force your eyes open wider, trying to fight tears. You didn't want to do this to her, you didn't want to lay everything you were feeling on a woman who is quite literally going through the unimaginable. You wished your mother and father were here. That you could curl up in their laps like a child and sob into their shoulders.
Her chest deflates with a sigh, shoulders relaxing as her lips press flat, something she wants to say resting just on the tip of her tongue. There's an unimaginable weight on her right now, and you're beginning to see how much it's aged her. May Parker was always known for how active and lively she is, but... she just looks so tired. Gently, you rub your thumb over the back of her hand, trying to give back the support she had just given you. "Well, I think we've all been struggling with... some darker thoughts since what happened to Peter's grave."
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Danny that one day when his s/o cooked him something after finding an old recipe in the attic was like:
The USM Team when their s/o is a great cook
Anonymous said: Omg how would the TT or USM crew (you can pick whichever) react to a member who is an amazing cook? Like yeah, she’s a great team member and can kick ass but her cooking? Elite? Gordon Ramsey has been found unemployed, wig snatched.
Peter Parker / Spider man
He won’t be that involved with you in the kitchen
Which if fine because he doesn’t really know what he’s doing
But he’s always going to eat it
And he’s always always going to praise the hell out of you
The first time you cooked something for him he wasn’t really expecting anything amazing
But he knew he would eat it without complaints for you
But once he took a bite?
This kid was literally licking his plate clean
Legit always asks for your cooking when you can help it
Sometimes he suggests you having cooking days with Aunt May because he wants you to bond
But you know it’s because he likes your food
Sometimes when he gets home and he had to tough day to your cooking he swears he’ll marry you
He loves your cooking but he loves that you take the time to cook for him even more
Sam Alexander / Nova
Boy gets kinda jealous
Because before everyone wanted him to cook
But once they found out that you cooked even better
They only want your cooking
So, he imposes the ban
The ban that you can only cook for your boyfriend
At which point Peter starts flirting with you just to piss him off
You cook together sometimes
But that either results in a whole cooking competition or the two of you going all out and making something amazing
He also watches you very carefully while you cook
And when you ask him the answer is always the same
“You’re just so beautiful, I want to look at you.”
But you know he’s trying to learn your tricks
Danny Rand / Iron Fist
I don’t see Danny as being much of a foodie
He definitely very aware when it comes to food
Like he only eats when he’s hungry and not just because he’s bored or stressed like the rest of us
So, I don’t see him being extremely amazed with the way you cook
But he definitely praises you for it
He appreciates the trouble you go through when you cook for him
And never asks you to cook if you don’t want to
One day you cooked him something after finding an old recipe in the attic
The second he tasted it; it was like he was back to being 9
Because it was exactly like how his mother used to make it
After that, he’s always asking you to cook for him
It’s quite adorable to see him whine for it
But you indulge him anyway
Luke Cage / Powerman
Another one who doesn’t understand the power of food
Not because he can control what he eats
Because he can’t
This would inhale his food if possible
He definitely wasn’t expecting you to be so damn good at cooking
Because he’s used to no one (except Sam) knowing what they’re doing and burning pans instead of food
So when you cooked one night, he was actually impressed before he even tasted it because the fire alarms didn’t go off
But once he tasted it
Wow
Sometimes you dabble in Amuse-bouche, which is meant to be bite-sized
He doesn’t get it
And it’s them like crackers
It’s kind of frustrating because you enjoy making gourmet food but he doesn’t enjoy eating it
So, you find a nice in between
You make gourmet junk
Any fast food that he enjoys, you make fancy, so you both enjoy it
Ava Ayala / White Tiger
The only one in the entire group that actually enjoys the fancy food
Yes, Danny is rich and doesn’t hate it but he definitely prefers down to earth things
But Ava is all for the stylish life
The first time she tasted your food, she was hooked, she loves loves loves your cooking
She actually understands the importance of plating for aesthetic purposes
And while she isn’t the type to take pictures of food, whenever you’re the one cooking, she always will so she can print it out and stick it in her journal
She encourages you to take a job at some 5-star restaurant or something of the sort
She’s also the only one who gives feedback
It’s never harsh or anything
But just something like, “It would taste better with a little more…”
Because she’s a cat of a sort, her taste and smell senses are really strong so just by tasting something she already knows what’s in it
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[Ava staring at something completely annoyed, Peter walks up next to her]
Ava : ......
Peter : Woah! What's got you so grumpy?
Ava : .....it's nothing
Peter : Yeaaaaah no one is gonna fall for that, did you actually sleep on the wrong side of the bed-
Ava : No... And it's still none of your concern... I'm fine...
Peter : Hey I'm just trying to help! You see i myself have been in the same situation like you before and–......Ooooooh
[Peter stares what's In front of him]
[Shows Y/N enthusiastically and energetically petting a white cat in his hands]
Peter : The irony huh?
Ava : I just don't understand I am literally RIGHT here
Peter : Yeah that's a shame... Let me handle this✨
[Peter starts walking towards Y/N making Ava panicked because she knows his probably gonna do something stupid]
Ava : Wait what!? Don't you–....Uuughh
[Peter walks up to Y/N and whispers something to him making Y/N gives the cat to Peter]
[Y/N walks up to Ava and puts both of his hand onto both of her cheek]
M!Reader : Chuckles because of a cat?
Ava : ......
[Ava placed her head onto his shoulder making Y/N immediately hugs her]
......
[Without Y/N noticing Ava and Peter gives each other thumbs up to one another]
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kiss it better !
𝜗𝜚 synopsis: your best friend likes to crawl in through your window at odd hours to have you patch him up
𝜗𝜚 pairing(s): Peter Parker x male reader
𝜗𝜚 warning(s): blood, injury, ambiguous / open ending (should i do a part 2?)
𝜗𝜚 notes: English is not my first language!!! This was written with usm!peter in mind but it can be any peter you imagine! Also my first ever writing on tumblr eek ><
It's way too late. I probably shouldn't bother him, it's almost midnight. He's probably asleep! I shouldn't wake him up. I can patch myself up just fine, I don't need to inconvenience him. Are all thoughts that wander around Peter's head during nights like these, when he's just finished a less than pleasant patrol and has a more than desirable amount of injuries. But every time, without fail, he still comes to you.
And that's exactly where he is right now; quietly opening your bedroom window— the window you purposely leave unlocked for him— and slipping in.
You notice Peter, getting up from where you had been sitting on your bed, and reach for the first-aid kit you've began to keep under your bed.
"Hey web head, what have you got for me tonight?" It's routine at this point; he'll come in through your window, you grab the first-aid, and ask him about his injuries.
Peter flops onto your bed and groans. "It feels like my arm is being ripped off at the shoulder."
You get him to sit up before sliding the top half of his battered suit off, revealing his bloodied arm, and the giant bruise on his shoulder that's already blooming a bright purple color.
"Ouch... Where'd you manage to get this one?" You ask, mostly to try and distract him from the pain, but also because you're curious.
Peter tells you about his patrol and the bruise as you get to work, cleaning the blood and sanitizing his wounds. Thankfully, you don't need to stitch him up tonight, just some gauze and painkillers should do it.
You're just finishing up when Peter absentmindedly starts speaking. "Man, I just wish you wouldn't have to do all this to help me. That there was an easier way to do all this."
You let out a snort. He's so silly sometimes. You can't help but think. "What? Like, kiss it better or something?" You tease, ruffling his hair.
"Yeah, exactly! Like why do you have to go through all this trouble when you could just fairytale-kiss me and heal me right away!" He sounds so enthusiastic you just have to chuckle a little.
You sit down next to him, slowly leaning down, and planting a sweet kiss on his shoulder. "Like that?" You smirk and he blushes. Seriously, he's full on blushing! And you can't help but do so too.
"Y- yeah..." Peter coughs, hiding his face in his hands for a moment. "Uhm. I gotta go... Can't let aunt May notice I'm gone, y'know?" He's already getting up and going to the window.
"Right, right! Aunt May, can't believe I forgot her." You nod, and he's already halfway out the window. "Kay, byeee! " You reply with a mumbled goodbye and he swings away into the night.
You touch your lips. The very same lips that were against his shoulder just moments ago! God, did I really just do that? You wonder as you flop onto your back on the bed, much like he did when he first came in.
𝜗𝜚 note: thank you for reading! Reblogs are appreciated!!
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Mary Jane & Spiderman ❤️
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under the mistletoe
reader: named Alana, ditzy (golden retriever gf), has a toxic mom
genre: angst, fluff, best friends to lovers <3
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You shifted uncomfortably in your armchair, playing with the hem of your skirt. The pleated plaid fabric was now worn, the edges fraying from overuse. Your mother had bought it for you last Christmas, and it was so gorgeous you wore it at least once a week in the winter.
You checked your watch, tapping your fingernails impatiently on the arm of the chair. Peter was late. You had no idea how long you could last alone with your mother.
As you nervously sipped your hot cocoa, the doorbell rang. You smiled, knowing exactly who was it was. Placing your mug on the coffee table, you dashed for the door so as not to let your guest freeze.
Your smile faded when you saw your younger brother and his girlfriend.
“Hey!" your brother's warm smile faltered after noticing your evident disappointment. "Don’t look too excited to see me, it’s not like I haven’t seen you in months. Peter’s not here yet?” He gave you a knowing smirk.
“I didn’t think you were him! I…I just thought you were Dad,” you lied through a tight-lipped smile. Clearly, he didn't believe you but decided, thankfully, not to tease you about it.
“This is my girlfriend, Taylor," the girl gave you an unnecessarily toothy grin, throwing you off with her excessive friendliness. "Move it or lose it, sister. Go daydream about Parker in your old room or something.” He grabbed her hand, pushing past you to greet your mother. Taylor gave you a sheepish smile, mouthing a "sorry" for your brother's behavior.
You were about to close the door when you heard an, “Am I late?”
You whipped around, already grinning like an idiot. Even just the sound of his voice did that to you.
Peter stood in front of you in his pine green parka and dorky spiderman hat, two huge bouquets in hand. You wrapped your arms around him, popping your feet off the floor in your excitement. It was a miracle he was still standing since you practically barreled into him with all your strength, but he caught you, shifting the flowers to rest behind your back.
"Did ya miss me?" Peter pouted playfully, his puppy eyes trained down at you with nothing but adoration.
"Mhmm," you nodded vigorously into his collar, simultaneously catching a whiff of his earthy cologne.
His eyes crinkled in affection at your energy. You felt so right in his arms, he never wanted to let go. He would do everything in his power to protect you for the rest of his life.
He stepped inside and handed you the flowers. Pink roses with baby's breath. He knew you better than the back of his palm.
Peter admired every little thing about you, like how even now, you reached up to fix a loose bobby pin in your messy bun. You always looked so pretty even when you weren't trying. His gaze softened when he looked down at your outfit.
“Are you wearing my sweater?” he asked coyly. Your eyes widened. You hadn’t even noticed you had it on. You had "borrowed it" a couple weeks ago without telling him. He had looked everywhere for it and now the girl of his dreams was wearing it.
“Wha-No. This thing?…Yes?” your face flushed a deep shade of maroon as you turned from him to place the flowers on the countertop. Peter smirked. He had made you flustered, and he was enjoying every moment of it.
“Keep it, it looks better on you. Maybe ask next time though,” he chuckled as you covered your face with both hands.
You led Peter to the couch, gingerly taking a seat beside your mother.
“Peter! Oh, I’m so glad you’re here, I don’t think Alana can stand me for much longer without you! You got yourself a girlfriend yet?” you groaned at your mother's incessant badgering. Poor Peter had barely stepped into your home, and she was already interrogating him.
“Mom, stop! Leave Peter alone. I’m sure a pretty girl will come along eventually and sweep him off his feet,” you rolled your eyes.
She already did, Peter wanted to say.
“Jeez, baba, don’t be such a Grinch. This is why you don’t have a boyfriend,” your mother mumbled.
You scoffed, trying not to let her throwaway comment ruin your day. “Please, Mom. How did this go from-”
“Lana, I need to talk to you…about our assignment?” Peter cut in. You took a deep breath and nodded, letting Peter drag you to your room.
“What do you actually want to talk about?” your eyes were wide with wonder.
Oh, God. Peter gulped, steeling himself. It was now or never. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He really hoped he didn't blow this, he cared about you more than anything in this world.
“You?” it came out like a question. He ran his fingers through his curls, a nervous old habit that was second nature to you as much as him. Now that he was in a room alone with you he was full on freaking out. Man, he should've planned this out better.
“Me? Why would we talk about me? Is everything okay, Pete?” you looked up at him, voice soft.
“Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. I just…didn’t want you to fight with your mom…again,” he looked down at his holey socks, disappointment creasing his features.
You sighed, taking a seat on your bed, motioning for Peter to join you. He sat down and you turned to take his hands in yours. You always liked holding them, they made you feel protected and cared for.
“I love that you care so much, you know?” your voice was barely above a whisper as you gazed into his beautiful brown eyes. He was almost convinced you could see into his soul with that earnest heart of yours.
“How could I not? I mean, I love you,” Peter blurted. Your eyes widened. He what? Peter didn’t realize his mistake till you retracted your hands, settling them on your lap.
“You love me?” you were shocked.
“Pfft…No. Unless you want me to?” he played with his fingers nervously, too scared to look at you anymore. He had messed things up enough already. “Please just...forget I said anything. This is embarrassing enough already.”
“Peter-” you began.
“Don’t feel bad, Lana. I know you're way out of my league, and it could never work out,” Peter rambled on.
“Peter!” you exclaimed.
“What?” he looked at you, noticing you were holding his hands again.
“I love you too,” Peter didn’t register your words at first.
You loved him?
“You do? You’re not just saying that as a joke? Or to make me feel better?” he asked, not quite believing what he was hearing. You nodded, smiling softly up at him.
“I do. A lot,” you brought your hands up to cup his face. Your face was burning up, but you were convinced that you were never more sure of something your entire life. All you wanted to do was kiss Peter. And you finally could. You started leaning in, your faces inching closer and closer. Your lips brushed his gently, testing the waters before you dove in.
You felt nothing but euphoria. You had been dreaming about this since you were twelve. You poured five years of pent up desire into deepening the kiss, not caring that his nose smashed against your cheek or that his mouth tasted like the stale hotdog he had probably devoured on the bus ride here. You thought his lips tasted just like home.
Your breathing came in heavy pants, but you weren't ready to pull away. You wrapped your arms around his neck, which made him that much crazier about you. Peter pulled you onto his lap, arms secure around your waist, holding on like his life depended on it.
You finally pulled away, staring at each other, still not convinced this was really happening. Your face felt hotter than the sun, Peter's no doubt mirroring the crimson blush spread all over it. The sleeve of your sweater had fallen and was now exposing your shoulder. Your lips were swollen, like they'd been sucked by a vacuum cleaner. Or by an idiot teenage boy who was head over heels for you.
Peter thought you had never looked more beautiful. You tried to fix your hair to no avail. Peter grinned, adjusting you on his lap. You laughed shyly as he began pecking your face, dotting each kiss with an, "I love you."
“Hey, look!” you pointed at the ceiling. Peter looked up, chuckling. Ironically there was a mistletoe, hanging right above you. Your dad must’ve put it there. You buried your face into Peter’s chest out of embarrassment.
“I want every Christmas to be just like this,” Peter whispered softly, tenderly kissing your temple. He could get used to this.
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A/N:sorry this it late I've just been in a bit of a depressive episode for the last wee while
I'm also doing the reader sort of like Black Cat
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It all started when fury asked Peter to check out some suspicious activity down town in a rich couple's mansion
He went through a window looking around , then he saw you
You were walking away from a open vault, slightly laughing swinging a bag over your shoulder
'' Hey there!" He said cheerfully, trying to shoot a web at you
"Spider-Man, come down here and fight like a man!"
"How about you come up here and fight like a spider? "
"Ok, I will"
Now that caught him off guard
You lunged up onto the ceiling and swiped at him with you mechanical claws
After quite a while of fighting you managed to get away
Fury was pissed and made him spend his weekend training
Peter was not a happy spider
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When you see each other again he decides to follow you
Then he saw you go into a shady part of town
Almost everyone was out on the streets, trying to find shelter and everything was in bad shape
He followed you into an alley way and watched from the roof top
He was surprised when he saw you giving the money to a couple of people
Once they were gone he dropped down in front of you
"Aww, who knew you were such a softie" His mask lenses were narrowed into happy slits
"Bugger off" you rolled your eyes at him, walking away
He spotted a diamond necklace in your pocket
"Are you gonna give that back by any chance? "
"Nope" you said, popping the 'P'
Then you jumped up onto the roof, disappearing from sight
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The two of you kept doing the same thing, making light convocation
Nothing personal. Just random topics
Since Fury still wanted you captured you guys still fought
It was basically a game of cat and mouse
It was all fun and games till he slipped while fighting and face planted into your chest
The Bugle was having a field day
May saw on the news and was not impressed
The teams were teasing him nonstop
You were too
There was a lot of flirting
Well, mostly from you cos he has no rizz
But it's cute so dont fret
Soon the flirting turned into kissing
It happened when a reporter (probably MJ) asked if you guys were dating then before you two could answer she asked if you would do the Spider-Man kiss
For some reason you did it
The reporter snapped a pic then ran off
"Wanna do that again?"
#spiderman#peter parker#peter parker x reader#spider man x reader#ultimate spiderman x reader#ultimate spiderman#usm#spiderman headcanon
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Ben Reilly x Academic! Punk! Reader HCs
Established relationship
Reader is like a projection of me + a girl I'm interested in 👀 May also lead into another project
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He's not impressed by much, but you..
Well
When you explain anything mathmatical to him, he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky
Even if he knows, too
Just
Every little thing you do impresses him
He'll hang over your shoulders and watch you do homework
Nodding along as you balance equations or whatever
(IDK, I failed out of math last semester)
If you have anything with patches, he'll ask you wtf they mean
Like
"What's.. Bikini Kill?"
"Riot Grrl band from the 90s."
"Who are the Dead Kennedys?"
"Another Band."
Please remember he's
1) a clone
2) only recently out from under Ock
3) just got back from the bottom of the bay
And he doesn't know popular bands, either
"Who are the.. Reagan Youth?"
"Band. Anti-facist, founded when Reagan became president."
"Okay."
Might not get all the history references either, but he LOVES that you do
Man loves studs
When you introduce him to any spiked piece of clothing, he decides that he Needs One, Too
Which leads to a mildly confused Peter
"Where'd you get the choker?"
While mans is just chilling on May's couch
"Stole it from Y/n."
"You mean borrowed, right?"
Ben just looks up from what he's doing
"They're only getting it back if they steal it."
Next day you're just like "Hey, Ben, have you seen my choker?"
He hands it back wordlessly
Please get him one of his own
You steal his hoodie and he tries stealing your clothes in retaliation
Queue this becoming a normal occurance
Even if he doesn't really fit into your fit 😂
He at least grabs accessories
Looks at a sticker on the back of a glove
"Who's... Panicking at the Disco?"
"Brandon Urie. Used to actually be a band, now he's kinda the face of it."
"Okay."
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I'm starting to think that maybe I have daddy issues because...I've FALLEN SO HARD FOR THIS TWO VERSIONS OF PETER (but also the first version of the Ultimate Spider-man and the PS5 version)
I specially like the New Ultimate version because...He's such a dilf (I think it's because of the beard and glasses)
#peterparker#spider man into the spider verse#across the spiderverse#ultimate spider man#daddy issues#marvel's spider man 2#peter parker#peter b parker#peter parker x reader#peter b parker x reader
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Good morning, please draw me like Miles Morales. I need it, even him smile is beautiful. Seeing him happy makes me happy too.
Also, have you read the Spider-Man 2018 series? I tried to follow it as much as I could. This image is a panel from issue #42 of Spider-Man 2018. It's my favorite comic book.
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Fandoms and Characters I'll write for
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Tmnt [2012, 2014/16, Rise, Mutant Mayhem]
(All Versions Listed Above)
Raph
Leo
Donnie
Mikey
April
Master Splinter (Platonic)
(2012! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)
Casey
Karai
Shinigami
(Bayverse! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)
Vern
(Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)
Cassandra
Casey Jr
Please specify which version you would want when requesting, thank you! ^^
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Demon Slayer
▪︎The Group▪︎
Tanjiro Kamado
Inosuke Hashibira
Zenitsu Agatsuma
Nezuko Kamado
▪︎The Hashira▪︎
Giyu Tomioka
Shinobu Kocho
Tengen Uzui
Iguro Obanai
Mitsuri Kanroji
Sanemi Shinazugawa
Kyojuro Rengoku
Muichiro Tokito
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Attack on Titan
Levi Ackerman
Eren Yeager
Mikasa Ackerman
Armin Arlet
Hange Zoe
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Star Wars Rebels
Ezra Bridger
Kanan Jarrus
Hera Syndulla
Zeb Orrelios
Sabine Wren
Agent Kallus
Ahsoka Tano
Rex
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Teen Titans (2003)
Robin
Starfire
Raven
Beast Boy
Cyborg
Jinx
Terra
Kitten
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My Hero Academia
Izuku Midoriya
Fumikage Tokoyami
Shoto Todoroki
Katsuki Bakugo
Momo Yaoyorozu
Mezo Shoji
Kyoka Jiro
Tsuyu Asui
Tenya Ida
Ochaco Uraraka
Mina Ashido
Hitoshi Shinso
Tamaki Amajiki
Shota Aizawa
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Supernatural
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Castiel
Jack Kline
Charlie Bradbury
Bobby Singer (Platonic)
Crowley
Rowena MacLeod
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The Ultimate Spider-Man (Disney XD)
Peter Parker
Luke Cage
Ava Ayala
Sam Alexander
Danny Rand
Aunt May Parker (Platonic)
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Batfamily (Dc)
Bruce Wayne
Dick Grayson
Jason Todd
Tim Drake
Damian Wayne
Duke Thomas
Cassandra Cain
Barbara Gordon
Stephanie Brown
Selina Kyle
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Spiderverse (Sony)
Miles Morales
Miles G. Morales (Earth-42)
Gwen Stacy
Hobie Brown
Pavitr Prabhakar
Miguel O'hara (Platonic)
Jessica Drew (Platonic)
Peter B. Parker (Platonic)
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The Kid at the back (Vn by @fantasia-kitt )
Sol
Crowe
Hyugo
Geo
Brittney
Deryl
Jess
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Castlevania
Adrian 'Alucard' Tepes
Trevor Belmont
Sypha Belnades
Greta
Hector
Isaac
Dracula Tepes
Lisa Tepes
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Avatar & Avatar: The Way of Water
Jake Sully
Neytiri
Neteyam
Kiri
Lo'ak
Tuk (Platonic)
Spider
Norm
Max
Tonowari
Ronal
Aonung
Tsireya
Rotxo
I will also do human au for this fandom if requested
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My Inner Demons (Aphmau)
Ava
Asch
Rhys
Noi
Pierce
Leif
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MyStreet (Aphmau)
Aphmau
Aaron
Zane
Kawaii-Chan (Kc)
Katelyn
Travis
Garroth
Laurence
Ein
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A Date with Death (Vn by @twoandahalfstudios )
Grim (Casper)
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TouchStarved (Vn by @redspringstudio )
Leander
Ais
Kuras
Mhin
Vere
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I'm also going to make a a separate list for my Ocs cause I want to write for my Ocs as well, so be on the look out for that
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I’m actually going to shift this time
#shifting community#shifting methods#anne shirley#amazing spider man#insomniac spider man#marvel spiderman#peter parker smut#reality shift#reality shifting#shiftblr#shifting antis dni#shifting motivation#shifting script#shifttok#short hair#skincare#skincare tips#spider man#spider man fanart#spider man no way home#spiderman#skincare routine#spiderman x reader#taylor swift#ultimate spider man#sports#void state#spotify#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#soundcloud
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valentine’s day hcs: peter parker x gn! reader
pairing: (my own interpretation) peter parker x gn! reader headcanons warnings: none i can think of :] just fluff notes: this peter parker / spider-man is like a mix of my own mind lol mostly ultimate spider-man probably bc i grew up with him, but also the other peters sprinkled in ^-^ reader is implied to be in high school (or college ig up to u babe use that imagination <3)
he shows up to your school to pick you up with your favorite flowers but they’re like lowkey messed up??? and trampled??? they have seen better days lol
“i am so sorry, i meant for them to uh…be nicer,” and he gestures them to you, “happy valentine’s day!” with his goofy ass smile but also embarrassed bc he accidentally ruined them when he was swinging to your school as spider-man (bro was HUSTLING to get to you in time, he did not tell you this but he is literally HEAVING for air)
tbh he will do whatever you want like stay home or go out he’s down he just wants you to be happy
taking the bus/subway/train with him, he does not look very tough (i love him but its..true lmao) but he will do whatever he can to make you feel more comfortable (sit on the outside of seats, let you sit in a seat and stand next to you, move to block people from seeing you etc)
also down to walk! shout out to my walkers people who enjoy strolls he is down for a little stroll
burns a bunch of songs you like on a cd and gives it to you with like cute little hearts and spiders on the outside
spends the day/night doing whatever you want!!! seriously he lives to see you smile and happy and it makes him feel like he’s doing something right for once
got homework? he’ll either help you or do his own in the same space
want to do something fun? u guys can paint each other’s nails and do like childhood song karaoke or play a game or watch a movie, he’ll enthusiastically do it all :]
he needs to be coaxed but with enough persuasion, he WILL sing the liv and maddie theme song (if u tell anyone or record it he’ll give u the stink eye until you delete it and he whines about it LMAO)
takes a lot of photos of you, scenery, you and scenery etc.
covers his face shyly if u try to take a picture of him lol
he will be actually so annoyed if he has to fight villains LMAO he will rush to get it over with (because he loves you but also keeping people safe is a huge priority to him)
“listen, buddy, i don’t have time to kick your ass right now! i have a DATE!!! yeah, that’s right. me, spider-man. i have a date. teehee <3 i bet u don’t have one, stinky.”
“i will destroy new york and make you beg for mercy.”
“woah, grumpy single in the house tonight! it’s okay, stinky, maybe i can set you up sometime.” winks awkwardly through his mask
his teammates have a running joke that u don’t exist like peter will be like “sorry guys on v day, i got plans” and they’re like “with who” and he’s like “my partner!!” and they’re like “me when i lie” and he loses it every time, it’s very funny
ends the day by telling you how much he loves you and how lucky he is to have you and how you make his life easier to handle :] d’awww
let’s pretend i didn’t post this 2 days late <3 LMAO also my first writing thing here if u actually read down this far pls lmk what u think
#ultimate spider-man x gn reader#ultimate spider-man x male reader#peter parker x gn reader#spiderman x gn reader#valentine's day hcs#peter parker x male reader#spider-man x male reader#peter parker hcs#spider-man hcs#tasm x reader#sam raimi spiderman
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