also sorry i had to change her hair for a minute the other one covered up too much of her face x x

Breaking the rules


Pairing: Peter parker x reader

Summary: Peter and reader get paired up on a project together, while studying together reader might find out Peter’s identity and things get steamy between them.

Word count: 2265

warnings: makeout, swearing?

Hope you guys enjoy!

Part 1  Part 3


Originally posted by winter-hunters

Next day Peter was going crazy. He had in fact made out with the girl of his dreams, and she had kissed him first! He arrived to school with the biggest puppy smile in his face, which was not dismissed by Ned, who immediately dragged him to an empty hallway.

“Please tell me you talked to her”

“Even better”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she- umm- well, we might have kissed”


As they headed towards Chemistry class Peter kept replaying last night’s events in his head. Would it be too soon to go back to yours today? He wanted to talk to Y/n more, and the kisses were always a bonus. He looked for her in the crow, when he finally spotted Y/n he  gave her his brightest smile, the one he had been saving just for her.

However Y/n looked, confused? When she saw him she looked kind of surprised and pleased as she waved her hand at him. He lifted his own hand ready to wave back, wondering why would she look surprised? They had made ou- Crap, crap crap crap!

Peter stopped his hand from weaving and quickly look somewhere else as he realized. Of course she would look surprised! She doesn’t know who was behind the mask! Peter kept his gaze in the floor as he made his way to the classroom. With her sitting in the front at least he wouldn’t be discover staring at Y/n.

The class went by rapidly, with Peter paying none to little attention, at least until the final minutes when the teacher made an announcement.

“Class as you know we will be making the final project on pairs, which I will assign, so stop looking at Mr. Parker, Mr Leeds. It’s due by the end of the week so you better start working now.”

Peter zoned out until he heard his name being called once again by the teacher.

“Mr Parker will be working with Ms. Stark”

The teacher continued calling the pairs, however Peter couldn’t seem to focus anymore. He was working with Y/n? He could barely look at you without blushing, how was he going to talk to you?

Being so distracted he didn’t notice people leaving the classroom, apparently class was over. He saw Ned leaving the classroom as well, giving the boy a thumbs up as he noticed that Y/n was not gone, she was approaching Peter, with one of her classic smiles.

“Hey Peter”

“Hey- I umh- hey”

Peter control yourself! This is your chance to talk to her, at least without the suit.

“Well, I was thinking that maybe we should work on the project at my place, you know my dad will be happy  to see you”

What? How does she know Mr. Stark and him now each other? Does she also know he is spiderman?

“You know since you have the Stark Internship and all”

Right. The Stark Internship. He almost forgot about that too.

“Sooo, my place at 7? You should stay for dinner as well.”

The boy could only manage a nod before the girl turned around and exited the room, leaving him alone. Great, he thought, I really am nothing without my suit, I can’t even talk to her!

Tonight will be a long night.

Peter had been a nervous wreck during the whole day, so when school was over he went to the first alley he could find and changed into his spiderman suit. He had some hours to kill before going to the Avenger’s tower.

Time flied as he stopped robberies and helped a girl get her cat back from a tree. When he finally checked his phone it was 7:10 already! He went back to the alley and changed into his usual clothes, shoving the suit into his backpack and hurrying towards her home.

Mr. Stark was waiting for him as the elevator doors opened. He welcomed him with a smile as he took his shoulder with his hand and guided him towards the kitchen.

“Welcome kid! You know where everything is, so make yourself at home.”

“Thank you Mr. Stark”

“Just remember that my daughter is off limits for everybody, and that includes you”

This time his tone had been more serious and he was staring right at Peter’s eyes, like he could tell what had happened yesterday. Peter felt terrible, Mr. Stark had helped him so much and gave him his suit! He didn’t want to lie to the man!

However this thoughts were quickly erased as he saw Y/n entering the room. She was wearing a beautiful sundress that made her legs look longer. Mr. Stark cleared his throat next to Peter, probably to stop him from checking out his daughter.

“Remember the rules Peter! And Y/n, don’t you think that dress is too short”

“Dad stop it! We are just workin on a chemistry project! We’ll be in my room okay”

“Listen to me young lady, that door stays wide open!Dinner will be ready at 8!”

Y/n rolled her eyes as she took his arm and leaded the way towards her room, answering with a “Whatever dad” before closing the door.

“I’m sorry about that, he is just really protective”

“Yeah sure- don’t worry”

The both stood in the entrance of the room until she moved towards her couch, the same he had been on yesterday. He blushed at the memory and tried to think of something else before his pants go too tight. He followed her, sitting next to her as they talked about their project.

“So I was thinking we should do something related to DNA maybe? Like how it can change and stuff. I don’t really know it was just and idea-”

“No yeah, I like it, we should do that”.

The girl got up and brought her laptop to the couch so they could gather information together. Peter found it had to focus on the project when he could catch a glance at the hickeys on her neck, but he managed. About 20 minutes later they had gather enough information to at least get started on the actual presentation.

“Peter you’ve got a pencil I can borrow?”

“Yeah, just let me get my backpack”

“Where is it?”

“I leaved it by the door”

“I’ll go get it”

With those final words she stood up and headed towards the door looking for said pencil. Peter stayed alone for a while, waiting for her to come back. She was taking a while, maybe she couldn’t find it? As he was standing up to find the girl he saw her come back empty handed, but with a wide smile.

Her hair was now in a ponytail, and he could clearly see the hickeys from last night. Also, had her dress gotten shorter? It was barely covering her legs anymore, and he had to remind himself to look somewhere else before she noticed his drooling.

“Did you find it?”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t matter anymore. I was thinking we should get a break, you know, talk and stuff. Get to know each other”

Why did everything reminded him of last night? He got a big dejavu as the girl seated next to him but this time it was only to take his hand and lead him to her bed, seating down on it, with her back on the header as he took the place next to her, facing each other.

“Mmmh- so, what would you like to know?”

“Tell me about your Stark Internship Peter, it’s kinda funny how we’ve never runned into each other in the tower, since you spend so much time here.”

“Well I just- I stay mainly at the labs you know? And help your dad with stuff”

“So you spend a lot of time with my dad?”


Peter was growing more and more nervous. The girl hadn’t stopped looking at him while biting her lip. Was she doing it on purpose? Did she know about his crush? He wanted to be the one biting those pink lips. Her hand traveled from her leg to her neck, stroking it while making small moans, claiming she was hurt. The noises distracted Peter as he tried his best not to get a hard on. Why was she doing this? Did she enjoyed to get guys in her room and seduce them?

“You must know the Avengers then”

“I’ve met them a couple times”

“Even Spiderman?”

Where was she going with these? Did she wanted to see Spider Man again? Maybe that was why she was asking about him, trying to seem nice to Peter so he would give him some info.

“I’ve talk to him a couple times”

“Well, I’ve been wanting to give him a  secret message, could you do that for me?”

The girl had gotten closer than before, taking Peter’s arm and stroking it, going up and down, while her other hand was on his shoulder, holding them close. She leaned into his ear as she whispered.

“You should tell him to hide better his suit”

She pushed back a little, just enough to catch Peter’s lip into a kiss. What even? Oh shit, she must have found the suit on my backpack! Well, he couldn’t really argue as she kept kissing him. How come she always surprised him? The boy refused to get left behind as he finally bit into the girl’s lip, making her open her mouth for his tongue to get in.

The girl got up and she straddled his hips, making them both whine at the contact. He got his mouth to hers once again while he took her legs into his hands. This time he could touch a little bit further. He slid his hand up and down, placing them in the back of her tights as he brought her closer to him.

He finally let go of the girls mouth as he headed towards her neck, sucking and biting at the same spot, leaving it even redder than before. He could hear her soft moaning right next to his ear as he slid a bit of her dress to kiss her collarbone. Meanwhile the girl had began unbuttoning his shirt, stroking his stomach as well, getting way to close at the band of his boxers. He could feel his pants getting a little too tight.

Did she feel the same? He wanted to touch as well, but he didn’t want to scare her off. He got his hands off from her thighs going for her waist instead, however the girl had other plans. She seemed to notice his thoughts as she took his hand and placed it under her dress once again.

“Don’t think too much Peter”

She went back to kissing him as the boy gather enough courage to move his hand upwards. He brushed his fingers slightly at the fabric of her underwear, making the girl throw back her head as she let out a series of whimpers, this time louder than before.

“Peter do it again”

With some new gained confidence the boy move his fingers once again against the fabric where he guessed was her clit, stroking it, making the girl even wetter than before.

Y/n started moving her hips along with his fingers, trying to get more friction, until she finally got his hand off her and she seated in his lap. The contact of his dick and her clit made them both let out groans a as they moved their hips in unison.


She continued to moan his name in his ear. If she kept on doing that he would be in a very sticky situation very soon. Peter tried to get back on her neck and maybe slide the other strap off her shoulder when a voice interrupted him.

“Peter better have some clothes on before I get in!”

Fuck, Mr Stark! He had completely forgotten about him. Both teenagers stared wide eyes at each other as her father entered the room, without giving them time to fix themselves.

She quickly got off him as he buttoned up his shirt and adjusted his pants. The last thing he wanted was for Mr. Stark to see he got the hots for his daughter. She tried to fix their hair but was stopped as her father stormed into the room.

“Are you serious kid? I welcomed you into my house, into my team! and this is how you thank me?”

Peter looked down at this words. He couldn’t believe he had gotten Mr. Stark down. He probably hated him

“Dad stop it! It was my fault!”

“How could it be your fault?”

“I kissed Peter okay? I just really like him” ay/n shrugged her shoulders and looked at Peter as she said this words. It was true, she really did like him and his dorky side.

“I’m really sorr-”

“I gave you one single rule, stay away from her, and you go and do the exact opposite!” Y/n’s father closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “We’ll have a long talk in a moment, if you are gonna be dating my daughter we must settle some rules first, but now let’s get down for dinner, We’ll talk later kiddo.”

Mr. Stark finally left the room. Y/n looked at Peter as she said.

“Sooo, we dating now?”

“I’d love to”

The girl smiled at Peter before taking his hand, leading the way towards the kitchen.

“Did you really break my father’s rules?”

As he stared at her he realised she looked perfect with her messy hair, swollen lips and her hand interlocked with his.

“Well, I learned from the best”

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Thank you so much to everyone!

Remaining Unpredictable

Requested by: @zlorac
A: Is that a threat or are you flirting with me?
B: Both. Neither. A mixture of the two. I like to stay unpredictable.

Carlos De Vil x Reader (Gaston’s Daughter)

A/N: I’m sorry if this sucks omg, I was trying to make this different from all of the other Carlos x Reader imagines out there. I also didn’t proofread so there’s that but I hope you guys enjoy!

(Y/N)’s POV

Why did I agree to come here again? Oh right, to save King Ben because the other VKs lost him. I can’t necessarily blame the others 100% because King Ben can be a little ditzy and naive at times, he believes that there is good in everyone. He’s not wrong about the last part, if you dig deep enough then you’re guaranteed to find good. The people on the Isle of The Lost aren’t all bad, the parents made some bad decisions but the kids shouldn’t have to pay for it. I was the 5th person that was invited to the school with the core four, the interesting part was that I’m the daughter of Gaston.

Back on the Isle I didn’t have many friends, I liked to keep to myself. There was the Core Four and then the pirate crew which my brother had joined. They wanted to take us VKs in small doses so when they chose me, I had to leave Gil behind. Gaston was the Beast’s worst enemy so they chose me, thinking that I’d be more open to becoming an Auradon girl. I had a mission of my own just like the others, I was supposed to get the wand and put the Beast away in the process. The others wanted to get the barrier down. Somewhere along the way we all became friends, our little tight knit friend group was like a safe haven. If there was one thing about the villain kids, it’s that we’re very good at keeping secrets. Mal, Jay, and Evie had been keeping a secret about me and I was dying to find out. Carlos was as oblivious as I was.

Speaking of Carlos, the boy made me crazy. He was so sweet that it made me sick. He was the toothache that the dentist had to take care of when you ate too much candy. He was the sunshine on a cloudy day, he was like a fireplace when it was cold. My life changed ever since we came to Auradon, Carlos started growing on me. I’m not too sure how it happened but he made me feel these unknown feelings. It was hard to breath around him and I wanted to throw up. I just figured that maybe he was repulsing me, maybe getting rid of him would make me feel better, these feelings would subside. I hated when he was with Jane, she was everything that he could’ve ever hoped for. She was beautiful, smart, shy, and helpful. I was loud, ambitious, sassy, sarcastic, and caring when it came to my close friends and family, this included Carlos.

Carlos’s POV

“Are you going to help us or not?” Jay was exasperated with the fact that (Y/N) hadn’t responded yet. “Of course, you need another person who knows the Isle and who can fight.” (Y/N) ran a hand through her hair, (H/C) strands poking out from the spaces in between her fingers. She was lovely even when she was angry. “I’m coming too!” The three of us turned towards the voice and were met with Lonnie, the daughter of Mulan and Shang. She eventually convinced Jay and I with the help of (Y/N).

We made it to the Isle in matter of minutes and then ran to Mal’s hideout. “(Y/N)! What are you doing here?” Mal hugged our friend before (Y/N) said, “I’m here to help. I can take on Harry if you need me to because we all know that my brother won’t be a challenge.” Gil was a really nice guy and he was a good fighter but he was a bit dopey at times. I walked closer to (Y/N) and said, “I’ll cover you.” I was met with a sigh and an eye roll before she disappeared into the direction of the docks. I honestly couldn’t understand why she was so cold towards me. I’ve been nothing but nice to her, she makes me want to grab her and profess my love. The girl is absolutely gorgeous with her alluring eyes and lustrous hair. She was sassy and sarcastic, if I could compare the two of us to a legendary Disney couple it’d be Rapunzel and Flynn Rider. She was headstrong but always went out of her way to help people which I admired. Her hair had a coconut smell to it and her smile outdid the sun.
“Carlos, we have to get going!” Evie dragged me out of the hideout and towards the docks where we’d be met with the infamous pirate crew.

(Y/N)’s POV

“Hey, hey, hey, hey! (Y/N)!”
Carlos was running at an alarming speed towards the end of the docks to where I was. Before he was able to put on his breaks, he ran straight into me causing us to make a ruckus.
“If you weren’t so cute, I would’ve punched you in the face 20 times by now for messing up the plan.” I grabbed the collar of his jacket and pulled him behind a bunch of barrels as we hid from the pirate crew. We hadn’t gone into the circular entrance to the ship yet and we were supposed to sneak in so we had to lay low.
“Did ye hear that, Gil? I coulda sworn I heard intruders.” The one and only Harry Hook was talking to my brother and looking for Carlos and I, since we had made a scene.
“Hey, (Y/N). Was what you said earlier a threat or were you flirting with me?” Carlos had an intense look on his face as he stared you down, waiting for an answer.
“Both. Neither. A mixture of the two. I like to stay unpredictable.”
His eyebrows scrunched up as he looked down at the ground before whispering under his breath, “I could’ve sworn that she didn’t like me.” A kick to the barrel that the two of us were hiding behind caused me to place my hand over Carlos’s mouth.
Gil peeked behind the barrel to find Carlos and I in a somewhat compromising position since it was a tight space and we were trying to hide.
“(Y/N)? What are you doing back on the Isle? I should tell dad, he’d love to see you!”
I quickly took my left hand and covered his mouth while my right was over Carlos’s, “I know that you’re helping Uma but we really need King Ben back. You most definitely cannot tell dad that I’m back because he’d look for me and make me stay here since I didn’t get the wand 6 months ago.”
Gil nodded in response before looking behind him, checking to see if Harry was gone. “Please help us? You could come back with me to Auradon! We could be the brother-sister duo that we were before and you’ll love it there. Dreams surely do come true.”
Gil smiled goofily while removing my hand, “I didn’t know that my baby sister was such a dreamer. I’m only going to help you because you’re family and because Uma hasn’t been treating me nicely lately.”
So we formulated a plan and all Carlos could do was watch.

Carlos’s POV

So does she like me or not? I need answers and I’m not leaving the Isle until I get them. Everyone thought that I was a pushover and a sweetheart but not today, I was going to be as stubborn as (Y/N) was. She extracted her hand from my face before leading me to the pirate ship where we met the rest of the core four. “Where were you guys? We should’ve gotten started already. Who knows what they’ve done with Ben!” Mal whined at us before marching through the entrance and then began arguing with Uma.

(Y/N) and Gil made eye contact with each other and then let their captivating eyes travel towards my being. The plan was that once Uma got the fake wand, (Y/N) would take on Harry while Gil cut King Ben out of the ropes and got him to the limo. I was supposed to watch (Y/N)’s back and throw the smoke bombs when I needed to. Next thing you know, swords are clanging against each other, people are being thrown in the water, and (Y/N) has Harry pinned on the ground.
“It’s not that easy to defeat me, Lass.” Harry got up and went to knock (Y/N)’s feet from under her but I ran in between, grabbing his hook while he was distracted. “Here boy!” I yelled in Harry’s direction, causing him to stare at me with a horror stricken face before begging me not the throw it. “Fetch.” The silver hook was submerged into the water, sending Captain Hook’s son in after it.

“Why would you do something so stupid!?” All I could hear was (Y/N) yelling at me for putting myself in danger but if I didn’t then she would’ve gotten hurt. “I could’ve handled it!” She swung her sword at a female pirate, defeating her as I said, “The point is that you shouldn’t have to do everything yourself!”
“I could never let you get hurt because of me! I can fight my own battles, Carlos!” I blew up, “All of you guys really need to stop treating me like I’m a lost puppy! I can protect any of you when it comes down to it. I’m not incapable of fighting and doing different kinds of things just because I’m a pushover!”

Lonnie had sent the last pirate over board while everyone else stared at me with an astonished look on their faces. (Y/N) came over and grabbed me by the arm, whispering, “We’ll talk about this later okay?”
“Why later hm (Y/N)? Why can’t we talk right here and right now?” I was over everyone treating me like a little kid. If I wanted to protect (Y/N) then I should be able to do that. I love her and I don’t want her getting hurt. Her eyes began to glass over when she ran towards Gil, pulling him back through the circular entrance towards the limo. “Cmon bro. We’ve gotta go.” Jay pulled me off of the boat and into the limo.

“Get in the car, (Y/N).” I couldn’t see her but I was sure that she was shaking her head no. “I’m not going back with you guys.”
“Do I have to physically pull you into the limo?” Jay asked as she hummed in disagreement
“I’m not leaving my brother again.” Ben smiled and extended an invitation right then and there to Gil.
“Awe man, really? Thank you so much!” He got in and sat next to Evie and (Y/N) trailed in behind him, making no eye contact with me whatsoever. I felt bad, I didn’t mean to blow up back there but I did. I should’ve just waited until we were off the ship.

Before I could fully succumb to my self wallowing, we were back at Auradon Prep. Everyone slowly trailed out of the car but I pulled (Y/N) back before she could leave back to her room. “I didn’t mean to cause a scene like that back there. You just mean a lot to me and I didn’t want you to get thrown overboard or hurt badly or anything. I just wanted to protect you because the truth is that you’re my entire world and more. I’d personally talk to Hades and see if he could help me get you back if I ever lost you. Will you plea-”

Birthday cake. That’s what her lips tasted like. They were soft and molded into mine perfectly. She let me know that I was forgiven through the kiss as she deepened it. I tangled my fingers in her hair while she cupped my face. Her thumbs traced my features while I pulled her closer.

“Hey sis, I was wondering if you could- oh sorry for interrupting I’m just gonna-” Her lips left mine cold as she pulled away, breaking the firework filled kiss. “Um, I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” She rubbed the back of her neck before I pulled her into my warm embrace. She dug her face in the crook of my neck and made me smile. “I hope that you know that you’re mine now.” I smiled down at her when she said, “okay.” She left my embrace once again as she went to go help Gil with whatever it was that he needed help with. “You owe me $5!” Evie said as she held out her hand towards Mal. The purple haired girl huffed before slamming a $5 in Evie’s hand. They had been watching from the sidelines but I was too caught up with (Y/N) to even notice, I’m assuming that the secret was a bet about the two of us getting together. I laughed at my two friends and let a huge smile takeover my face. (Y/N) was finally mine and I had no intention of losing her.

~And just like that they lived happily ever after~

Taking The Lead (Spencer x Reader)

A/N: guys I am so sorry for not posting in such a long time! The only Internet I had was at school because I ran out of data and my parents changed the wifi password. I had internet at school but Tumblr is blocked on it (of freaking course) so I couldn’t go on and I missed you guys so much! Anyways I really enjoyed writing this unique imagine and thanks for requesting it anon!!
Warnings: slight smut
Pairing: Spencer x reader
Prompt: the reader is the new British member of the team and Spencer secretly has a thing for English accents and the team tease him about it because he constantly blushes and he hides his lower half whenever you talk, the reader hasn’t quite caught onto the fact that spencer likes her so she’s asks why he covers his crotch when she talks and he ends up having to explain that she turns him on
Request: ✅
Upcoming Imagine: reader is victim…
“Attention, this is SSA Y/N L/N from the Behavioral Insights Team in London. She will be replacing JJ until further notice.” Aaron Hotchner said introducing you.
“Hello. I’m Y/N.” You said shaking a black haired lady who open her mouth in surprise at your accent.
“Wow not only are you from London you’ve got the accent as well!! It’s nice to meet you.” She said shaking your hand.
“I’m Jennifer Jareau! I’m excited to work with you.” A blonde lady said shaking your hand.
After shaking everyone’s hands, you noticed you missed someone.
He was tall, definitely handsome, and looked a little socially awkward.
“Hi.” You said waving to him, who was standing behind everyone else.
“H-Hi! I’m Dr. Spencer Reid but you-you can just call me Spencer or Reid what-whatever works.” He said stumbling over his words.
“It’s nice to meet you.” You said holding your hand out to shake his.
“Oh he doesn’t really shake…” Emily said before he firmly took it.
You were a little confused as to what she was saying but you thought it was probably a misunderstanding.
He shook your hand just fine.
After a little while you settled with the rest of the team for a case.
“Alright two women have been found dead in back alleys behind restaurants. One woman was named Kylee Carey and the other Lauren Reeves. Both are blonde, successful woman. We believe a few witnesses can tell sketch artists a brief description of what he looks like. They are coming in around noon today so we can deliver the profile before the end of the day.” Garcia explained showing pictures.
“He has a preference for victims so that makes it easier to warn the community.” You said noticing the common similarities in the victims.
You saw Spencer shift next to you, which you just ignored.
But throughout the day he kept doing it and you started to notice a pattern.
Do you make him uncomfortable?
You two were sitting in a room alone with the evidence board, while everyone else did their tasks.
“Are you okay?” You ask him noticing his back facing you.
“Yeah. Yeah I’m okay.” He said slightly turning around.
“Are you sure? Do you need anything? I was actually about to make some tea if you want some.” You said with a small smile.
He turned his whole body towards you for the first time today and nodded softly.
“Alright, do you like Earl Grey?” You ask digging in your purse for some tea that you brought.
“I do yeah.” He said with a smile.
That’s the first time you have seen him smile and it made butterflies explode in your stomach.
You left the little room to the coffee pot, where a kettle was and you warmed up some water.
Then you heard walking behind you.
“Hey sorry umm if I’ve been distant around you. I’m just kind of umm… awkward I guess. I’d like to get to know you a little better.” Spencer said standing on the other side of the counter.
“I would love to get to know you too! First question I’ve been dying to ask is how come you go by ‘doctor’?” You asked handing him the cup of warm tea.
“First thank you for the tea and second I have three PhD’s. One in Engineering, Chemistry and Mathematics. I also have three BA’s in Philosophy, Sociology, and Psychology.” He explained.
“Wow that many in such a short time. How did you do that? A lot of free time on your hands?” You ask walking towards the small room again.
You noticed Spencer almost panic as he followed.
“I have an eidetic memory, an uh IQ of 187 and I can read 20,000 per minute.” He said clearing his throat.
Something is off.
Then you saw it.
As he sat down he grabbed his messenger bag and covered his lower half.
Do… do you turn him on?
What could you possibly do that gives him a boner?
“Spencer can I ask you something? I mean you don’t have to answer, but if you don’t answer your kind of answering it.” You say.
“Go ahead.” He said with a small smile.
“May I ask why you keep covering… um yourself when I talk to you?” You ask awkwardly.
“Oh um heh it's… it’s embarrassing I’m sorry you noticed umm… I guess I kind of um have this thing for… this is stupid.” He started.
“No it’s okay. Finish what you were saying. I’m interested.” You say walking closer to him.
“Umm I have this thing for accents, I guess, British ones really get me off.” He said looking into your eyes.
His hand were folding over his crotch as you stood in front of him.
“So… your saying I turn you on?” You ask biting your lower lip.
“God yes.” He said waiting for your next move.
You grabbed his hands and pulled them apart, interlocking your fingers with his.
“Well, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same way.” You said standing on your tiptoes leaving your lips centimeters apart.
“Really?” He asked cheerfully, not taking the opportunity to capture your lips in his.
“Your not really the dominant one are you?” You ask shutting the blinds to the small window and locking the door.
“What-what are you doing?” He asked as you approached him again.
“Taking the lead.” You said pushing him against the wall and taking his lips in yours.
His lips were soft and innocent, as well as his hands.
They stayed at your mid back as you loosened his tie.
You took his wrists in your hands and slid them down to your hips.
“Don’t be afraid, Doctor.” You said as he looked into your eyes.
A spark of confidence lit his face up when you called him ‘doctor’.
He spun you around, pinning you against the wall with his hips as his hands rummaged through your hair.
You dropped to your knees but right when your hands went to his belt there was a knock on the door.
“Y/L/N, Reid? Are you in there?” You heard Aaron Hotchner say.
“Yeah.” You said mouthing to Spencer to fix his tie.
He frantically did as you opened the door to half of the team.
“We found a diameter of our UnSubs disposal sites.” Spencer said inconspicuously, trying to play it cool.
Hotch looked from both of you and left, leaving Derek Morgan.
“What were you two pretties doing in here?” He asked teasingly.
“Working out the investigation.” You said avoiding eye contact with the dark man.
“Reid your hair seems more bed-headish that usual.” He said ruffling Spencer’s hair.
“Knock it off.” Spencer said swatting his hand away.
You smirked a little as you looked at the evidence board.
You followed Derek out but before you left the room you turned around.
“To he continued.” You said to Spencer, who’s eyes got big as he followed you out.

Originally posted by spencerreideuphoria

Blessing [Jason Todd x Reader]

Requested by @trashyemonerd: “Hi! Just read Acrobat’s Sister & I love it so much??!?!!! Like??? Its fantastic. Can I request for a part two of it? I don’t really have ideas for it but maybe, them bonding and catching up or Dick giving Jason “the talk from the big brother”? Or anything you have in mind!! Thank you.”

A/n: Sorry this took a little while. Hope you love it! And sorry about the lack of posts lately loves! I’m trying my hardest to get stuff out! <3

Part 1 - Acrobat’s Sister


After Jason had unknowingly reunited you with Dick, the both of you were inseparable the rest of the time you were there. Dick wanted to know everything about how the circus has been, along with how things were with you. With everything! He had 15 years to make up for. Dick insisted on taking you to his favorite places in Gotham and showing you his favorite perches as Nightwing. He told you about how he had become Robin when Bruce first took him in and that’s why he couldn’t be in touch.

He was honestly surprised you weren’t angry with him, you said it yourself; he abandoned you. Though you had 15 years to be bitter, and you didn’t see the point in being angry with him. The minute he walked in the door when Jason was introducing you to his family you recognized him. How could you forget the voice, the eyes of your older brother, the same raven black hair though it a bit messier than you remember. Yes he had aged fifteen years and his voice was deeper. But, he was still Dick. The minute you saw him any anger disappeared. You were just glad to have your brother back.

It felt like someone you loved came back to life. It made you remember Dick never fell off that trapeze. He loved to tell you about how he helps people as Nightwing and it was easy to see how passionate he is about saving people. Yeah, Jason cares about helping those in need and doing what’s right (most of the time), but with Dick it was different. That’s what his life revolved around, making life easier for others. Some things hadn’t changed from when you were both little.

After one of his many days of stealing you away, you both returned to the manor. Alfred opened the door for you as always. Dick was going on and on about how he had looked up one of your lion tamer acts and how much you’d grown when you found Jason in the manor living room with a book. He was in an arm chair with his back to you. Grinning you came up behind him and covered his eyes.

Dick chuckled as Jason let his book drop in his lap. “What are you doing?” He asked, a grin on his face. “Who is it?” You laughed. “Oh, whoever could it be?” He said sarcastically and his tone full of drama. Giggling your hands slid to under his chin and angled his head up to kiss his lips.

Dick looked away, a bit awkwardly. Waiting for you two to finish. Jason stood from the chair and wrapped his arms around your waist, and yours went around his neck. “Welcome back.” He smiled. “Thank you, sorry I’ve been gone a lot.” He chuckled and shook his head, “It’s okay, you guys are catching up. Who am I to stop you? Plus..” He grinned before kiss your neck lightly “..I get plenty of you at home.”

You pushed his face from your neck, laughing. “Jason!” Yelping slightly, also a bit embarrassed because Dick was in the room. Dick cleared his voice and Jason pulled away. “Sorry Dick” You turned your head to look at him but he just waved it off. “It’s okay. No worries.” Jason was looking at him but soon back to you. “Ready to go home?” He asked and you nodded. “Let me just go say goodbye to Bruce, Alfred, and your other siblings.” You kissed his cheek before pulling away and walking out of the room.

Dick watched you go before turning to Jason, he had seen you guys be affectionate like that but as your brother, he couldn’t help but be protective. “Say, Jay? Can we talk for a sec?” Jason looked at him before shrugging and nodding, “Something wrong?”

“No! Nothing. I just. You and [F/n], you guys are really serious?” He questioned but it was more of a statement. Jason nodded, “Yeah, we’ve been living together for a few months. What’s going on Dick?” Jason crossed his arms, staring Dick down. “I just, she’s been through a lot. Losing our parents, and well me. I know it couldn’t have been easy, especially if she changed her name. I just don’t want her to get hurt anymore. Not that I think you’ll hurt her, but I don’t know. I’m an older brother, I worry.” He shrugged.

Jason let his arms drop. His muscles relaxing. “You don’t have to worry about that Dick.” Jason shook his head. “I know [F/n] and I have only been together for a year, but I love her more than anything. I want to be with her for the rest of my life. I won’t hurt her, I’ll be too busy protecting her.”

Dick smiled and nodded. “Thanks Jason. I’m happy you guys met and she fell in love with you. I trust you to take care of her.”

Jason put his hand in his pocket before saying, “I want to ask you something too. Since, I know you guys lost your parents. I guess you’re the only one I can ask this.” Jason said and Dick looked at him confused. “What is it?” Questioning before he saw Jason pull a small black velvet box from his pocket. “I would’ve wanted to ask your dad this, but, I want to marry [F/n] and I’m asking you for your blessing.”

Dick stared at Jason before he looked down at the box in Jason’s hand. He looked around making sure there was no sign of you before taking the box and opening it to see an engagement ring. “Jason, I think I already gave you that.” He smiled and looked at Jason. “But. Yes. I give you my blessing to marry my little sister.”

Jason grinned before nodding and taking the box back. Hiding it back in his pocket. “Thank you Dick. It means a lot to me.” As Jason said that you appeared back in the room. Looking between the two, they were both smiling and you couldn’t believe it. “Why are you two so smiley?”

Chuckling Jason shook his head. “It’s nothing, just had to ask Dick a question. Are you ready to go?” Nodding you walked over to them both. Giving Dick a hug. “See you tomorrow?”

“Of course. It’s your last day before you have to go back to the circus.” Dick replied as you pulled away. You grinned at him, “The lions probably miss me.” He laughed before you pulled away and took Jason’s hand. Saying a final goodbye you both left and headed to Jason’s motorcycle.

“What did you ask Dick?” Asking curiously.

Jason shook his head, “Just something important. About us.”

You raised a suspicious eyebrow as he chuckled. “You’ll find out soon enough.” He teased.

“Jason Todd, you’re planning something.”

“That I am.”

Can you imagine?

Request: You’re reading for Maria at the Hamilton workshop, but you’re far more interested in Eliza than Alexander.

Pairing: Phillipa Soo x reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,733

A/N: here’s day six of the @hamwriters‘ writeathon a bit late- also known as first time day! I know Pippa wasn’t actually part of the workshop cast but I’ve fiddled with it bc reasons. I’ve not written pippa x reader before so here goes

The room was empty except for a circle of chairs and a piano. You paused awkwardly in the doorway, checking the room number you had hastily scribbled down again. It definitely said room twenty, but what if you had heard wrong over the phone?

You wiped your hands on your jeans and walked in. “Hello?” you called apprehensively, peering around. You had had the call last night- Lin-Manuel Miranda of ‘In the Heights’ fame wanted you to read for a part in his new musical.

Which was apparently a rap musical about Alexander Hamilton. Okay.

Since no one else seemed to be there, you sat down in one of the chairs and fiddled with your phone, debating the merits of downloading an inane game to pass the time. You started to hum the song that had been on the radio in the taxi that had brought you there. 

Almost ten minutes later, just as you were halfway through singing What the heck I gotta do, someone appeared in the doorway. “Hello, hello, hello!” Lin-Manuel Miranda grinned as he walked in, “sorry I’m late.”

You looked around at the other empty chairs. “It’s alright- you’re not the only one.”

He frowned, as if he’d only just noticed that the two of you were the only ones there. “That’s weird.” He pulled out his phone and fired off a text. 

“I’m Y/N,” you said, half-getting out of your chair, “I’m reading for-” you checked your notes, “Peggy Schuyler and Maria Reynolds?”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Lin held up his own script, which was covered in scribbled annotations in messy handwriting, “I’m your Hamilton.”

You raised an eyebrow and were about to respond when the doors open again and a couple of people arrived- you recognised Chris Jackson from In the Heights and Daveed Diggs, whose music you had started to listen to as soon as you found out he would be in the show. 

You stayed sat in your chair as everyone started to settle down, some stopping to say hi to others before they made it to their seats. You looked to your right and felt your jaw drop. A beautiful girl, her dark hair pulled back in a high ponytail, and wearing a flowery scoop-neck and knee-length skirt, had taken the seat beside you.

She looked up and met your gaze. You hastily smiled. “Hi,” you said, voice higher than usual from nerves that made your heart thump particularly hard.

She smiled back and you knew you were lost- her smile was soft and gentle, her eyes kind and a dark brown. “Hi,” she said, “I’m Pippa.”

“Y/N,” you returned, throat dry, “Nice to meet you.” 

Before you could make a fool of yourself, Lin clapped his hands and stood up. “So,” he grinned, “you’ve all heard my admittedly terrible demos, you’ve all got scripts. I’m Lin and this,” Lin gestured to Alex, who stood up from behind his keyboard and waved, “is the genius behind the music, Alex Lacamoire.”

Everyone murmured a hello as Lin took a seat. Alex cleared his throat. “We’ll run through the songs in order,” he said, “starting with Alexander Hamilton.” He sat down again and played a couple of scales. “Is everyone warmed up?”

You nodded, having done some exercises before everyone else arrived. Everyone else nodded too, and you wondered if that had been why they were late. 

Scanning the lyrics for Alexander Hamilton again, you remembered that you only had the one line in it: “Me? I loved him”, so you settled back to hear everyone else. 

Utkarsh grinned and introduced the musical as Burr, looking as if he wanted to be moving about the room even though it was a read-through. Chris, Javier, Joshua, and Daveed joined soon after. It felt somehow tense but freeing to be in the room- it felt like the beginning of something, you realised.

Then Pippa started to sing- quietly, soprano- and you saw her face change with real emotion. Too quickly her part was over and you joined in with the others to sing the ensemble part. 

Alex gave feedback after you finished running through the first two songs and Lin scribbled furiously all over his script and sheet music, muttering about tempo and line changes as he did so. He asked Chris to try some new lyrics, got Daveed to swap a line with Joshua, and asked Pippa to sing her line with a crescendo instead of diminuendo and a slightly different inflection.

The next two songs went much the same, except that you only sang the ensemble parts, watching Lin rap his way through My Shot  with impressive speed. Then you moved onto Schuyler Sisters. You, Pippa, and Anika all got up so Lin could see your dynamics, standing in the middle of the circle of chairs. 

Utkarsh narrated again from the sidelines and your stomach did a flip when Pippa took your hand to ‘tug’ you into the circle properly. You bumped your hip against hers when you sang your first line, almost stuttering when she returned the gesture. Everyone sang the ensemble part and you stepped forward.

You put your hands on your hips and turned to face your ‘sisters’, “Daddy said to be home by sundown-”

Anika shrugged. “Daddy doesn’t need to know.”

You pouted. “Daddy said not to go downtown-”

Pippa raised an eyebrow and pointed towards the door, “Like I said you’re free to go-

After Schuyler Sisters you didn’t have much to do beyond singing the ensemble part. Instead you sat on your chair and watched Pippa perform Helpless, something twisting tightly in your chest when she kissed Lin at the end.

You wondered if you could change Satisfied to be about Eliza instead.


It was lunch time before you reached the end of the first act. “Well done,” Lin called to everyone after the end of Non-Stop, “you can all take an hour or so for lunch and afterwards we’ll work on Act two.”

“After we try some changes to Non-Stop,” Alex interrupted firmly, making everybody grin. There hadn’t been a single song that hadn’t been followed by Lin scribbling on his script and Alex on his sheet music, followed immediately by calls for corrections or alterations. 

You grabbed your bag, wondering where to go. You didn’t know many places around the are but surely there’d be a Starbucks or something nearby. As you stuffed your jumper into your bag, you heard someone clear their throat. 

You straightened to find Pippa standing there, a nervous smile on her face. “Do you have plans for lunch?” she asked, adjusting the strap of her bag, “I was wondering if you wanted to grab something- there’s a nice café around the corner-”

You were so surprised that you did nothing but gape for a moment. Pippa’s smile faded. “If you don’t want to-”

“No I do!” you found your voice and interrupted her, “I’d love to.”

Pippa’s smile returned full-force and she fell into step beside you as you headed out, waving goodbye to Lin and Alex where they were hunched over Lin’s script, whispering and scribbling. 

You and Pippa settled down in the corner of the café, hot drinks and sandwiches cluttering up the tiny table. “So,” Pippa said as she pulled her hair out of its ponytail, “how did you end up here?”

“I worked with Lac on a project a couple of months ago,” you explained. You took a bite of your sandwich, “I wasn’t singing for him, just managing some stuff- but he heard me in the break room.”

Pippa laughed and raised her cup. “To what a little break room singing can do,” she suggested. You giggled and raised your cup too, tapping it against hers. You both took a sip, wincing when you realised it was still a little too hot to drink.

“Broadway, huh?” Pippa gazed dreamily out of the window in the direction of the Richard Rogers, “Can you imagine?”

You could see Pippa up there, inspiring joy and sadness and astonishment. “Yeah,” you murmured. Her hand was resting on the table and you wondered if it would be too soon to take it.

The first song after you came back was ensemble time for you again. Pippa joined you as you welcome Daveed, cocky and enthusiastic as Jefferson, home again. Then you sat back to watch Lin and Daveed spit their arguments to each other and then watched Javier and Pippa try to persuade Lin to take a break.

Javier knelt down to be Philip, miming the piano tune that Lac played in the intro. You stifled a smile and bit back a laugh when Pippa tried to beat-box. “I’ll learn,” she promised Lin in the feedback session. He gave her a hard look but nodded.

“For this one, Y/N,” Lin said, “your job is to be sexy.”

You felt your cheeks heat up and stammered out your agreement. You saw Pippa grin out of the corner of your eye and steeled yourself to try your best. Lin had reassured you that you didn’t need to kiss him, even though it was scripted.

Utkarsh introduced the scene again, handing over the narration to Lin after a moment. You stared at your line and anxiously calculated your cue. “I know you are a man of honour,” you sang, meeting Lin’s gaze. He was giving you his best smoulder and you fought back a grin, “I’m so sorry to bother you at home.

You gathered your things, ready to leave. Lin and Alex had praised everyone’s efforts and reminded you to return next week to work with any changes that they might have made during the week. You shouldered your bag and turned to go, only to find Pippa standing there.

“This is starting to become a regular thing,” you laughed, stepping back a little.

Pippa laughed. “I was wondering…” she looked uncertain, poised on the balls of her feet as if she was about to run for it, “if you wanted to grab dinner with me.” She flushed a pretty pink and lowered her gaze, “you know, as a date.”

You took her hand hesitantly and squeezed it. “I’d love that,” you said quietly, relieved when she squeezed back. 

The two of you headed out, hands hesitantly linked between you. You could have sworn you saw Lin wink at you as you passed him, but brushed it off. You’d rather have Eliza.


(Y/n) lit the candle with careful hands, watching Henry out of the corner of her eye. He was pacing up and down the room, muttering things under his breath. He was nervous. Very nervous. He had every right to be, this was his first ever date after all.

               The mere thought made a tight pain form in her chest.

               No, not now.

               He needs you right now.

               You can’t be the jealous bitch you want to be.

               He’s your best friend.

               Just your best friend.

               Right now he isn’t the guy you’ve been in love with for three years.

               “Stop panicking” she smiled, waving out the flame on the match quickly before dropping it the sink to make sure it wouldn’t set anything alight. That would be the last thing he needed.

               “How?” he grumbled, pulling at his awkward shirt.

               “Deep breaths, buddy” she sighed, walking towards him to help him fix it “You’re gonna be fine” Her hands played with the material until it sat right on him, before leaving her hands on his shoulders in a comforting manor. He watched her with tense eyes, trying to calm down.

               “But what if I’m not” he shrugged her off as he resumed his pacing, biting his lip “What if I say something rude? Or stupid? Or if I start rambling like-?”

               “Like you are right now?” she grinned, pulling him so he stood in front of her once again “Henry, you won’t do anything of those things okay. It’ll be perfect. And even if you do, I bet my life she’ll find it cute”

               I know I do.

               “You really think so?” he gave her one of his lopsided, half smiles, making her heart fluttered.

               “I’m sure of it” she replied in a quiet voice, trying to not show how much he affected her.

               “Thanks, (Y/n)” he drew her in for a quick hug before she grabbed her coat and walked out the back door, wringing her hands as she went. He didn’t seem to notice however. He also didn’t notice the tears dribbling down her face as she walked home.

Henry walked down the road, his hands stuffed into his pockets, head low. The date hadn’t gone well.

               She doesn’t like me that way.


               The one chance I have at normalilty and its snatched away from me.

               He glanced up at the small two floor house in front of him. He noticed the girl’s light was still on, despite the fact she had told him she wasn’t feeling well that day. She had been walking around helping him with a glum tired look on her face. He had just assumed she was sick. But this doesn’t make any sense.

               He knew (Y/n) like the back of his hand. And when she was sick, she slept as much as she could.

               He knocked on the floor door tentatively, wiping away any evidence that he had cried on the walk home.

               He could wait until he was alone before the tears started again. He would have to. (y/n) hated to see him cry. But he had to get to the bottom of this.

               “Um, hi Mrs (Y/ln). I was wondering-“he began as the girl’s mother opened the door in her dressing gown.

               “Oh Henry, how many times have I told you?” she tutted “Just call me (Y/mn). Now come in quick, or we’ll both catch our death of cold”

               She ushered him in quickly, smoothing out her slightly messy hair.

               “Now, I’m guessing you’re here to collect those books you left here last week” the woman smiled “(Y/n) left them down here for you-“

               “Actually, I’m just here to see (Y/n)” he interrupted, heading towards the stairs “Buts thanks anyway”

               “I don’t think that’s a good idea love” she stopped him, a tight lip smile on her face “She isn’t feeling well, wouldn’t want you to catch it too”

               “Then whys she still up?” he frowned.

               (Y/mn) didn’t answer, her fake smile faltering.

               “I think it’s time you got home now”

               “Why can’t I see her?”


               “Has something happened?”

               “You need to go now. She’d just not feeling well”

               He could hardly fight back against the woman as she manoeuvred him towards the door, confused and slightly frightened.


               “See you tomorrow maybe”

               And like that the front door was closed once again.

               Henry looked up at the girl’s bedroom window. The blinds were closed the lights on. She was in there. A tight feeling in his stomach told him something was wrong.

               So naturally, he couldn’t just give up there.

(Y/n) heard a shuffling noise coming from outside, moving her head up from her crippled position. She was laid out on the bed, hair tangled, sleeves still damp from when she had wiped at her eyes. She had told her mother she didn’t want anyone near her, retreating to her room to cry in piece. She and Henry were very much alike in that sense. They didn’t like to show others how upset they were.

               She had heard someone come in minutes before, but just assumed it was her father finally in from a long day of work. But now with the mysterious shuffling, she started to wonder if something more sinister was at work.

               She listened as her window slowly slid up, cursing at the fact she hadn’t put on the latch.

               (Y/n) felt her heart jump in her throat as a hand pulled back her curtains. She got ready to scream for her mother, but when a familiar head poked through the gap in the material her cries fell silent.

               “Henry!” she hissed, diving for him “What are you doing? You’re going to get yourself killed. Inside, inside this room right now!”

               She helped pull him through, landing roughly on her back with him hovering over her.

               The two stared at each other for a few seconds, trying to catch their breath.

               “You’ve been crying” he whispered, reaching forward to stroke her cheek.

               “No I haven’t” she replied quickly, flinching away from him.

               He frowned at her actions, wondering why she was shutting him out.

               “Why are you upset?”

“I think you should go, Henry”

She pushed him gently, standing up slowly. She walked over to her door, opening it for him as she turned off her bedroom light. She was tired. Too tired to fight anymore.

“Doesn’t matter what you think” he answered smartly “I’m staying”

She laughed lightly at his persistence, sitting down on her bed with a loud thump. After a moment or two he joined her.

The two sat in silence, (Y/n) staring at her hands dully. Henry watched her however, trying to decide what was wrong. But after a while, he become more captivated with her.

He loved the way the moonlight was bouncing off her (Y/hc) hair, the brightness also reflecting in her (Y/ec) eyes. She was slouched over, fragile. Tired.

“Beautiful” he mumbled, catching her attention.

“Pardon” she frowned.

“Nothing, it’s just um…you…uh” he stuttered “You look beautiful, I mean”

She glanced at the mirror and snorted. Her hair was puffy and a tangled mess. Her eyes were bloodshot, large bag forming underneath them. The skin of her cheeks was blotchy and wet, clothes crumpled.

“Funny” she grumbled, falling back against the covers.

“I’m being serious” he copied her actions, reaching out to play with her hair.

“So I’m guessing the date didn’t go that well” she changed the subject quickly “Or you’d be with her”

“Yeah” he sighed “She doesn’t see me that way”

“I’m sorry” she whispered “I know you really liked her”


He wasn’t really listening, he was looking at her lips and then at the sad look in her eyes.

I wonder.

He rolled over so he hovered above her once again, sliding one hand so it lay against the top of her head.

“What are you doing?” she gulped, a light blush covering her face.

He didn’t reply, bending down lightly.

“Wait” she stopped him “Don’t do this if it’s a pity kiss. Don’t do this just because you know that I’m hurting and that you’re hurting. Don’t do this out of pity Henry”

She paused.

“If you kiss me, do it because you actually want to kiss me. Not her. Me”

He waited only a second before smashing his lips onto hers.

Suburbia - Part 2

Summary: You and Sam figure out your new relationship, while attempting to follow Dean’s vague instructions for the hunt.
Words: 1,251
Sam x Reader
Warnings: None

Your name: submit What is this?

The rest of the day had been a mixture of meeting your new neighbours and trying to suss out who might be the cause of the ‘attacks’ that Dean keeps going on about.

You finally returned to the kitchen at 5pm, reheated the pasta, and avoided mentioning the fact that you and Sam had just admitted your feelings for each other. You were still on a job, after all.

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Owen Grady x Reader -All Of Them-

Owen Grady x Reader
Okay, I have a request~post-movie, the military decides instead of just making mini Indominus Rex, they decide to create people hybrids (far fetched, but still) and the reader one, and since they grow so fast she’s around Owen’s age when he finds her (prime age).Owen had been taking down the military project but she had been created, and he’d expected some mutated, monster of a man-not a cute girl with scales on her arms and a cocktail dress because her creators were showing her at a party. ❤️
A/N: Okay well snakes are my favorite so sorry if you wanted her part dinosaur. I just, scales, snakes, you know. And this was more about reader so this probably wasn’t even what you wanted. I’M SORRY. DID YOU WANT A LOVE STORY OH GOSH IM SO BAD AT THIS I MEAN COULD THERE BE A PART TWO DID I HEAR THAT BEING AN OPTION MAYBE? 
I’m making another hybrid one where the reader is part raptor (but also 9 years old so) stay tuned for that. And as always thanks for requesting <3
-All of them-
You tied the back of your dress tight. Your hair sat perfectly in a bun on top of your head.  Tonight you had to look good. Tonight you had to be perfect.
You pulled a cardigan over yourself to make sure you were covered. You were the crown jewel of the evening but you had to wait to shine. You ran everything the professor had told you through your head for the thousandth time.  
“Don’t slouch. Call everyone sir and ma'am. Be proper, be perfect, be the woman I made you to be.  Prove to them you’re not the monster they think you are.”
Monster. That’s what they all called you. When you had first appeared in the papers a few years ago as a baby. God you hated them, all of them.
“(Y/N).” The professor opened the door slowly.
“Oh, Professor. I was just getting ready.” You looked down not to make eye contact. Though he was the closest thing you had to a father he still scared you. Like a stranger to a lost child.
“You look stunning. Now listen,  there are  hundreds of people out there that are waiting for you but mingle first. Make sure they meet you as a kind, loving human.” He placed his hands your shoulder and smiled. Looking at every inch of you to make sure you were perfect.
“But I am kind and loving…” You said quietly.
“Yes, yes. I know that. But they don’t. Look at me (Y/N). You have grown into a beautiful woman these past few years. And your genetics will allow you to stay this way for a long time so there’s no changing if something goes wrong. Don’t make your face the face of a killer.”
Your heart sank. You were a killer, that’s what they made you as. The first of many.
“Now, are you ready?” He grabbed your arm and escorted you into the party. Men and woman from all around the world had came. Some in back tie, some in casual wear. You looked down at your small back dress and slightly ripped tights and felt extremely uncomfortable.

You made your way around the floor introducing yourself and offering people drinks. You smiled and curtsied more then you had ever done in your short life. The first chance you saw to make it to a clear wall and just relax, you took it.
You stood alone for a few minutes before you sighed and realized that you needed to start socializing again. Being raised in a lab didn’t give you much experience but you went through weeks of training just for this one night.
A few more guests, a couple more drinks and a long, boring story about golf later you were just ready to be shown off to the world and be called a monster again but the professor was nowhere to be found.
You closed your eyes and rubbed your temples. For someone who was made to not have basic human pains like headaches, you swore you were getting one.
“Ha Ha!” The professor laughed on the other side of the room. You spun around quickly to see him but your hand ended up hitting a mans drink and spilling it all over him.
“Oh my gosh.” You gasped. Your stomach knotted, did you just ruin everything you worked for? “I am so sorry.”
In front of you stood a man who towered over you. His brown hair seemed messy and his start of a beard consumed most of the bottom of his face. He wore a now soaked white tee shirt and board shorts. He looked down at his shirt and gave a small laugh.
“Well, I can’t really go  up to any stiffs and try to be very convincing looking like this, now can I? He looked at you and smiled.
"God, I am so, so sorry.” Your voice was sad and apologetic. “Let me run and go get you some napkins.”
“Nah, you’re good. It was just water. Figured I should be sober for the show later.”
“No, p-please. I insist.” Your heart was pounding. You stuttered your words. This was exactly was the professor wanted you to avoid, making a fool out of yourself and being thought of as a joke.
“Calm down darling.” He laughed. “It’s not the end of the world.” You were confused why he was so okay with this. They had trained you that people would be upset.
“What’s your name?” The man asked.
“Um,(Y/N).” You said quietly trying not to mess anything else up.
“Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Names Owen. You here for the show too?”
“Show?” You looked at him confused. There was no show.
“The reveal of the newest military monster.” He raised his eyebrows but looked highly unamused. “I hear it’s supposed to be horrifying, or at least that’s what the press said. But it can’t be as bad is the last thing I saw cooked up in a lab. I’ve come here to talk them into destroying it before it’s too late.”
You held onto your wrist and tried not to make eye contact. Were people really saying you were this horrible beast?
“Well, I don’t see why it has to be destroyed.” You shrugged your shoulders.
“Because, you don’t mess with mother nature. These scientists should have figured that out years ago.” His face was serious now and his eyes looked as if he was remembering war.
“That doesn’t mean it’s bad.”
“It was made to kill, (Y/N).”
“But what if it doesn’t want to.” You bit your lip hoping you didn’t just give yourself away.
He laughed a little.
“You’re optimistic.” There was a pause. “ They don’t know what they want. I used to think that they had hearts and minds of their own but when you’re locked up in a cage our whole life, you can’t possibly know what you want. I mean, I’m sure if people didn’t treat them like they were just creations, sure, they might one day be a nice pet but no. Everyone is too money hungry.”
You stared at your feet. What if he was right?
“Ah, (Y/N). There you are. It’s time.” The Professor grabbed your arm and pulled you away. You looked back at Owen who was giving you a puzzled look.

On stage the spot light was on the Professor and he gave an introduction. Words like specimen and creature stabbed through you as he acted like you were just a mouse that they experimented on.
“And here she is.” Everything was in slow motion. The light finally met you and so did hundred of faces. You watched them as they all looked at each other and whispered. Behind you the doctor pulled off your cardigan reveling your scales. Snake to be exact. That’s all you were. A test tube baby injected with snake. And God was Owen right. Gasps left and right as your yellow eyes scanned the crowd until you saw Owen.
He stood there frowning, almost looking sad. You wondered if he still thought you were the optimistic, clumsy girl form a few minutes ago or if in a few short seconds you transformed into the horrific monster he said you were.
You turned your head not being able to stand the pain.
God you hated them, all of them.

Cut The Rope | Chapter 3 | High School Au

A/N: Thank you all so much for the feedback on all my previous chapters! You guys are the best :-D This was going to be up earlier but we are painting me and brother’s room so I couldn’t access our computer :-D I’m sorry guys but I couldn’t put the links for the previous chapters so I’ll add them later :-) Enjoy :-D

The door to your house cracked open and your mother jumped at you, hugging you tightly. You laughed and side-hugged your little brother.

“How did it go? Did you make any friends?” You smiled at them and closed the door.

“It went fine.” You took a breath. “And yes, I made some friends.” She smirked.

“Any hot boys?“ Your eyes widened and quickly made your way to the kitchen.


“Sorry sweetie.” You ate the food Y/M/N prepared and decided to head back to your room. You kicked off your shoes to the side and unclapsed your bra without taking off your shirt. Your door was now open but a figure sitting in your bed made you scream.

“Peter what the hell are you doing in my room?!” You yelled. Peter was your sixteen year old neighbor but also one of your closest friends. Sometimes he creeped you out.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to the A.A.S.U ?” He asked and you rolled your eyes throwing your bag onto the bed. “Seriously Y/N, it’s my dream since a little kid, how was it?”

“It was good. Why don’t you come with me? You are only one year younger but smart as hell. I’m sure they will accept you.” He sighed.

“Aunt May has no idea about my, uh, powers.” You propped up on the bed and looked at him in confusion.

“I thought you told her two months ago!” He got up from the bed and slowly approached the window.

“I kinda forgot” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“You kinda forgot? Pete this is serious! I almost asked her how she feels about her nephew flying around the town with webs!” The window opened and he jumped out. He shot a web on his and landed on his bedroom waving at you. You muttered an ‘idiot’ and finally let yourself relax after that stressful day.

You dreamt about a fight. It was happening near an airport. No, maybe it was in an airport. There were two sides. On the one Tony, Natasha, Peter and some other people you didn’t know about. On the other it was you, Steve, Pietro and his sister, Clint and three others. It seemed like an older version of yourselves. It all stopped when your little brother woke you up.

“Y/N, there are some people waiting for you downstairs.” You rubbed your eye and yawned, messing your brother’s hair.

“Okay, I’ll be down in a minute.” In that minute you had managed to fix your hair, makeup and wear the bra that was tossed to the floor of your room.

You almost fell from the stairs as you ran down to see who it was. You gasped when you saw Clint, Pietro and Tony downstairs. “Wassup Y/N? Do you want to come for pizza with us?” You tilted your head but smiled at them.

“Sure, let me just grab my jacket.” Pietro rolled his eyes.

“I told you she doesn’t want to come with us!” Pietro said and both other boys looked at him.

“Dude chill out. She’s just grabbing her jacket.”

“Fine. Meet me there.” He said and using his superhuman speed, he was off the house and already were waiting for you in the pizzeria.

“Where’s Pietro?” You asked Tony as the front door of your house closed.

“He’s waiting for us in the pizzeria” You nodded and sat in the backseat of Clint’s cat.

“Wait how did you find my address?”

“It was easy for us. Tony is a genius and gadget freak and I have spy abilities. Pietro didn’t want us to find you at first because he said something about ‘home privacy’… Anyways we found you.“ You looked outside of the window. “Y/N Pietro’s been acting strange this day since you came.”

“What do you mean?” Tony gazed at you and decided to continue Clint’s words.

“He’s flirting with many girls in a day. Today he only flirted with you. We think that…” A confused expression made it’s appearance on your face. “Pietro maybe likes you.”

“That’s not possible..We know each other only one day.” The rest of the car ride was silent. You were thinking about Pietro. He was a really good guy and you liked him. But it was too soon to start a relationship with him. You needed to get to know him better. Clint, who was driving, parked the car and opened the door for you, since it was stuck.

“There he is” Clint said. The three of you joined him on a table and said a ‘hello’ but he didn’t reply to you. Weird.

“Y/N tell us some more about yourself. About your powers and everything that you feel comfortable to say.“ You smiled kindly and played with the fork in your hand.

“I’ve been borned mutant. Mom and Dad tell me that only one kid in our family would get the powers. I was the first born so I think they passed on me with that way. My hair were also a strange color so we dyed them Y/H/C. Then at two years old HYDRA kidnapped me from our house. They tortured me and did some experiments. I was in there for one year…” Tears streamed down your face. “When they found me I was almost dead. Then, another half a year in the hospital. My family from all around the world insisted that my training should begin.” Pietro that had an angry expression, softened and his hand made his way in yours. Before you could feel anything he hesitated and pulled back.

“I’m sorry for what they did to you Y/N. You were just a small and innocent kid.” Pietro said and you thanked him. “That doesn’t change you are a liar.” Yours and the other boys eyes widened.

“What are you talking about?” Tony asked and Pietro raised his voice but not enough for the other people to hear you.

“I saw you talking to Steve. All after what we told you! You considered him a friend, Y/N. You didn’t even tell anything to us!” You tried to speak but couldn’t since he kept talking.

“Is that true?” You closed your eyes and your head fell forwards in a slow motion.

“Yes, let me explain.“ They were all angry with you suddenly. “He’s not a bad guy at all. When I was about to leave school he came to me and apologized for everything he, Sharon and his friends did. He deserves a second chance from all of us.” Clint rolled his eyes.

“No he doesn’t. He’s an asshole.” Your cheeks were getting redder. “You only know him for one day and we for years. Just don’t talk to the guy again if you want not to get hurt. And if you want to be our friend.“ Pietro didn’t lose a chance and stormed out followed by an angry Clint. Tony stayed and stared at you.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” Then he left too. You were now all alone at a pizzeria, sobbing as eyes were all over you. You only needed a walk to your home so you could clear your mind for a bit.

You were walking down the street crying. Your nose and eyes were now red and the cold made you shake. Soon it started to rain. You tried to teleport but with the little power you had it wasn’t possible. A car stopped in front of you.

“Get in! You are soaking!” It was Steve. You first hesitated but then looked around and then again at Steve. You hopped in the car and closed the door. “Are okay, Y/N?” You shook your head. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“I just lost my friends. They hate me.” His grip at the steering wheel tightened. He was feeling guilty.

“It’s my fault..” He said. “They hate me and they might saw us talking.” You nodded.

“Why do they hate you that much?”

“I don’t really know.” You couldn’t stop sobbing. “Oh, Y/N. I don’t know how many times I should apologize for everything happened the last day. I’m going to talk to the guys tommorow.”

“Steve, it’s okay. I’ll do it by myself.”

“No. Since it’s my fault, that’s the only way to apologize. I bet they’ll listen.“ You lifted and eyebrow and nodded your head.

“Steve that’s my house. Thank you for bringing me back and that you’re going to talk to the others.”

“Anything for my friends.” He winked and you laughed. You didn’t want to go back to your room yet. You just sat in the grass gazing at the stars. You don’t know how many minutes or maybe hours have passed until you decided to head in. You walked up the stairs and opened the door.

“Y/N” Your mom was sitting on your bed patting the sheets so that you could sit next to her. “There’s been an accident..” Your ran to her.

“What? Who?” You tried to make her look at you but it was impossible.

“There was a car in the 99th street just some blocks away. It was hit by another car. I was told that they were your friends” Oh shit. Pietro,Clint and Tony. Your palm covered your mouth as you begun sobbing again. She hugged you close. “They are not hurt too bad. Only one of the boys isn’t awake yet. Sarah told me he had brunette long hair. That’s weird. None of the boys had long hair. Before your mom could say more you were outside the hospital. You ran in and stopped in your tracks when you saw Clint,Tony and Pietro.

“Oh my god guys! Are you okay?” The three of them surprisingly hugged you.

“We are okay. Y/N you were right about Steve. He is the one that saved us. If it wasn’t him. The guy and maybe us, would be dead now.” You wiped away the tears in yours and their eyes.

“Y/N, I’m sorry” Pietro said and buried his face in your neck as he hugged you. “I should have listened to you.“

“It’s alright Piet.. Hey, who was driving the other car?”

“It’s a guy around our age. I believe that he has powers too. He didn’t even seem to show pain when we hit.” You gazed at the metal door.

“Is he going at A.A.S.U ?” They shook their head no. You heard some voices behind the closed doors. Making your way towards the door, you and the boys stuck your ears to the door.

“He’s not in really bad contition.. The only problem is his arm. We have to cut it off.” A nurse interrupted the doctor. “What’s his name again?”


Part 4 coming soon

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