I got a bit impatient so I did my own quick translation while waiting on the usual one. To be taken with a grain of salt since my Japanese level is good enough to comprehend the main meaning but I might have missed a nuance here or there.
(If any fluent speakers want to correct anything, feel free to!)
Also I’m not a scanlator so I hope you’ll be okay with raw pages + translated text afterwards.
To those of you out there creating transformative fan works for the sheer delight of it: You are rad. Never stop doing what you’re doing. It’s so easy to beat yourself up, so easy to feel like you’re not good enough, and so hard to be objective about your own work, i know, but we could all stand to be a bit kinder to ourselves.
Sometimes I’m writing and I’m like… is this good? I don’t know! But I sure am enjoying getting these words out of my brain! And it can be so easy to forget that feeling once you share the thing you have created with the world. I’m still trying to learn how to not compare myself to other writers and then immediately drag myself for not being as good as them. I still fight against the urge to delete everything I’ve ever created at least once a week…
So, whatever you’re creating, whatever you’re daring to breathe into existence and share with the rest of the world, I think that you are amazing and hella rad and I hope you keep on doing the thing that you love for a long, long time. <3
Summary: Desperately needing a relaxation day, the Reader is faced with her biggest fear, but don’t fret! Peter is there to save the day.
Word Count: 913 (sorry, it’s short)
Warnings: language, fears, spiders, razors, spa day, tears, fluff, and fluff, caring Peter, more fluff. (Let me know if I missed any).
A/N: Here’s part 2 of my Fears Series! I whipped this out so fast, I surprised myself. These fics are flying out left and right, guys. I cannot stop myself. I know this is short, but I didn’t really know how to make this very long, so hopefully this fulfills your Peter lovin’ needs! Enjoy reading and as always, feedback is appreciated. (p.s. can I have someone to kiss my nose like that pls holy frick ??)
At least once a week you’d try and dedicate a relaxation day for yourself after a hard week of being an Avenger and all.
This week, that day landed on Friday.
During this time, you usually wait to get home from school, a mission, or some other nonsense, to you begin your ritual.
After eating some delicious dinner Vision and Wanda had made for the whole team, you say your goodnights and headed off towards your quarters in the tower.
Making sure you prepared beforehand, you reach your bathroom with everything you needed sprawled out.
Face masks, body scrubs, hair masks, tweezers, nail polish, you name it.
By golly, you’ve been waiting for this day all week and you were definitely going to treat yourself, no matter what got in your way.