We did it amigos. Another list! I am so grateful that you all are sharing your ideas to help inspire others (faith in humanity restored)
“Where is my fucking pudding?!”
“I thought we agreed to never use butter for that reason again…”
“Well if it’s the guy who never shuts up about toilet paper!”
“Honey, did you see my sniper rifle?”
“God damn it he died. Whatever. Just leave him there.”
“Listen, I know you’re upset, but please put down the baking soda before someone gets hurt.”
“Look, about the monkey…”
“I don’t understand! I only used a finger.”
“It’s not as hard as you think, I promise.”
“well this is what i call hell of a night”
“How could an entire school disappear?”
“What do you mean the brownies are "not quite brownies”?“
"Yes, I understand that its cool, but why does your toaster have wings?” “Well its alive of course. It flies.”
“Don’t turn that on!”
“Wait…I’m also- technically- underage and you’re a stranger…should I be screaming also?”
“I though you meant "literally” metaphorically. “
"Ok so don’t get mad but I might have started a war.”
“Good morning… I see the assassins failed again.”
“You’re a murderer, how are you working at a hospital?”
“That cat just stole my cereal!”
“Did you see that? Please tell me you saw it.”
“Hey, can you stop shooting people right now? We’re trying to sleep.”
“THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS KEITH!”
“If you think I’m leaving you and your demon eyes and evil horns you’re wrong.”
“What do you mean, this isn’t Earth?”
“Damn it, ____! Not peanuts again!”
“Why did I just press the big red button?”
“So tell me again why this dead body is being sent to Goodwill?”
“Lucifer, I know that we said we would share rent but you never said anything about your brother living with us.”
“God dammit, I’m supposed to be a bat! Why the hell am I a possum, Karen?!”
“Sarah, where’s the dog?” “Up in space?”
“You had only one job and it wasn’t even a difficult task, but seriously, how did you end up like this!?”
“Well I never said I WASN’T going to kill the bartender …”
“I mean, it was only a small eldritch being, so it wasn’t that bad…”
“Hold me back bro!”
“I think there’s a new lifeform evolving in my fridge.”
“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Can we have lunch now, or do you still want to continue looking at dead people?”
“I can’t believe you ate my cheese…we’re over”
“Sometimes I wonder why we’re still friends.” “Because I turned you into a cyborg after being shredded by an explosion and you owe me.” “…Fair enough.”
“Well, I didn’t quite expect to wake up pregnant either and yet… here we are, so can you please pass me that can of bread?”
“Ok, I know I said ‘You can throw a hairbrush at them’, but I didn’t actually mean it!”
“When I told you to feed the dog I didn’t expect you to feed him the neighbors cat.”
“Clearly, you’ve never gotten rid of a body before…”
“This sort of thing never happened when I was dating your brother.”
Sometimes, I wonder about you. And then I worry.“
” Wait, wait, wait, start from the very beginning. how did you manage to set the house on fire with that??“
"For fucks sake, dude, how many times do I have to tell you that that’s not what penises are for?”
“One woman’s terrorist is another woman’s freedom fighter.”
“This isn’t right… the humans shouldn’t be able to move on their own.”
“Why is unicorn blood on our shopping list?”
“Must you unhinge your jaw like that when you eat? It’s disgusting.”
“You’ve violated the law, my trust, and your friend. Tell me, why should I believe anything you say?”
“No, no don’t open the fridge, I need to keep they eyeballs cold.”
“did he break his jaw again by falling down a flight of stairs?” “Passive aggressive much?”
“For the last time, put the declaration of independence back!”
"That isn’t permanent, right?”
“You know, ripping someone’s beating heart right out of their chest with your bare hand looks cool in anime, but irl it’s just unsanitary…”
“She didn’t tell you” “Tell me what” “He’s dead”
“But his dad is an asshole–” “HIS AUTHOR IS AN ASSHOLE”
“You are here and you haven’t tried to kill me yet. You must want something from me.”
“The salesperson made a flying tentacle monster sound a lot more alluring, I swear!”
“Okay…the radiator just growled at me”
“Dude, were you listening to me? Why are you barking?” “I’m not barking. I thought YOU were barking!”
“How did you get that bump on your lip”
“Buddy. You need to chill, and put that knife away before I get out my gun.”
“ ” I dare you to take your shirt off" “ no” “ I doubledare you” “No” “I tripledare you” “ god dammit Steve , im not wearing a Shirt!”“
"Why the fuck are there founding fathers in our living room”
“Girls only say 'I will not dignify that with a response.’ when they’ve done the thing you’ve just accused them of.” “Do you know this, because you’ve done it?” “I will not dignify that with a response.”
“They think we’re terrible but really we’re only mediocre”
“You’d think by now we’d stop bringing death into these things. Look at them, they have anxiety!”
“Ok, first of all asshat, stop touching me. Second, that is never going to work out! Third, stop TOUCHING me.”
“So if I do understand, you’re telling me that you created insects robots. The same one that destroyed the city. ”
“Why is THIS in your fridge? This is some serious contraband.”
“Please tell me you’re joking about marrying the bastard’s son we call Satan.” “ Don’t talk about your mother like that!!”
“Did you explode the microwave again?!”
"Honey where’s the dog?” “Like I said, I’m making a smoothie.”
“Fifteen bucks you can’t hook up with Satan.” “Make it twenty.”
“I don’t know, maybe because he has some semblance of taste?
"What could possibly make you think eating three tons of cheese for the mice in radiation-test labs was okay?!”
“Who actually let the dogs out?”
“Hey, you don’t know how many bodies are buried in my backyard.”
“I told you to kill me.” “I did. Just this morning.” “Well, shit!”
“So… This isn’t the end, is it? I mean I still want to hang out with you at least. Maybe go for another space adventure, hm?”
“I’m sorry, it was the HEAT OF THE MOMENT,”
"Hey, wanna go out for a romantic moonlight killing spree?”
“So, you’re into …..? Huh, I never would’ve known.”
“Did you hear that scream?” “Yes, I’m the one who screamed”
“What are you doing?”
“But really, why would anyone need two dozen armadillos?”
“You can’t keep 'solving’ your problems by going to another dimension!”
“I still can’t believe you assassinated a unicorn.”
“Wait, you have FOUR knives?” “No, no. I have four knives ON me.”
“I’ve killed a man using only a copy of Hamlet and a computer mouse. I am NOT afraid of you!"
"What the hell are those?”
“Are you sure you’re not an arsonist?”
“I know, right? You’d suspect any of them of secretly being an alien, but not…”
“Why didn’t you stop?”
“So, start explaining why there are dozens of puppies in my guest room.”
Let’s make another list. Part 3! Leave a reply and don’t forget the double quotes “”.
I want to give everyone a chance to contribute to our community. So as always, one prompt per amigo. Dankje!
Bodhi, sweet angel Bodhi, paid all of the attention in the empire induction safety talk; he presses the three red buttons at 12, 6 and 3 o'clock, twists anticlockwise 45° and the grenade is disarmed.
Unbeknownst to Chirrut, Jyn placed her crystal within his staff, a tiny morsel of hope; the blaster shot headed straight for his heart, strikes it instead, and is deflected into his shoulder.
Baze, seeing his love in pain and in danger, but not without hope for survival, flies into a rage and fights his way back to the ship, dragging chirrut behind him; he kills 32 men, and saves one.
Cassian and Jyn are just about to step into the lift when Bodhi hisses from the radio telling them to get where he can see them FAST; they don’t look down when they step over Krennic, even when he grips Jyn’s ankle and begs
Two days later Cassian is well enough to argue his way out of medbay, down to droid storage, where he loads K2-SO’s last backup into another imperial droid; K3-SO sighs and says, “Did you let me die again? You know as soon as I work out how, I’m deleting the self-sacrifice algorithm you wrote into me.”
Request from @bbparker : Hey could you please do an imagine with Peter Parker where your cat (or your dog aha) runs away and you’re upset over it but Spider-Man brings it back (because you’re obvs friends with Peter) for you and the whole cheesy Spider-Man kiss happens? Thanks very much! :) (Also my @ is BBParker but my tumbles being a bitch aha so could you pls tag?)
No spoilers, fam. I didn’t edit it I’m sorry
Y/N strolled through her neighborhood with her new dog on his leash. As an early birthday gift, her family got her a new dog. She hadn’t decided on a name for the dog, but she thought it would be nice to take the pooch on his first walk around the neighborhood. The dog had been pulling on the leash hard for a while, but Y/N just thought he was excited. The dog suddenly got out of his collar and starting bolting down the street.
“Come back!” She shouted, running after the small creature, but he was too fast for her. Y/N stopped, resting against a lamp post while trying to regain her breath as she watched the dog flee from her sight. “Come back,” she whispered breathlessly, hoping the dog would miraculously stop, and run back to her.
Y/N slumped her shoulders, tears starting to build up in her eyes. She dragged her body back to her house. She saw her front door quickly approaching. What would she tell her family,she thought. Yeah, the new dog you just got me escaped from the collar cause it wasn’t tight enough, and ran away.
She opened the door solemnly and rushed to her room trying to avoid any confrontation. She jumped onto her bed, putting her head in her hands. The poor dog was probably all scared and alone. She looked up at the ceiling, trying to stop her tears. Y/N grabbed her phone from her pocket, wanting to vent to her best friend, Peter.
Y/N has had a crush on Peter since as long as she’s known him. She always thought that he was such a great person, who deserved the entire world. When he told her about the Stark Internship and going to Germany to fight Captain America as the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man she was shocked. She wouldn’t have ever thought that the man, or as she realized boy, swinging around the city was her best friend.
Peter also had a crush on her, he just never voiced his thoughts. If she didn’t like him once he told her, that would’ve ruined there entire friendship. Peter would rather have her as a friend than not have her at all. Telling her that he was Spider-Man was the first step to confessing his feelings because that meant he trusted her enough. One day he was going to tell her how he felt, one day.
Hey Pete. She typed quickly on her phone.
Hola, Y/N. What’s up?
Y/N sighed, thank god he wasn’t busy.
Can I call you? She texted back, biting her lip. He didn’t reply, instead his contact name appeared on her screen with a green and red button. She pressed the green one, letting out a sigh. She press her phone to her ear.
“Y/N, is everything alright?” He asked in a worried tone. She heard shuffling through the phone.
“I lost my dog.” She sniffled, trying to sound somewhat normal. The shuffling in the background stopped, “You don’t have a dog.” He said slowly, not wanting to provoke his friend in any way.
“I just got him today as an early birthday gift. Look, I’ll text you a picture of him. If you see him while your fighting crime, can you like, get him. I don’t know what to do.” She said sadly, shaking her head.
“Of course,” he replied but paused, causing more shuffling, “Look, I gotta go.The whole superhero thing. I’ll talk to you later alright?” He stated, his voice now slightly muffled. Y/N raised an eyebrow but ignored the situation. “Alright, bye.” Peter ended the call, not replying.
It had been an hour since her dog escaped her grasp. She decided to go out looking for him again, hopping for the best.It was starting to get dark outside but Y/N wanted to make sure that the poor animal was okay. So she put her shoes back on and grabbed the leash, with the collar still attached, leaving the house.
She looked around a few blocks but sadly, came up empty handed. Y/N was ready to give up when she heard barking coming from the alleyway. “Just my luck, the scariest alley on the block.” She mumbled to herself, walking into the dark abyss.
“Hey, puppy, where are you?” Y/N said softly as if she was talking to a baby. She heard barking coming from above her. The dog was on the fire escape to one of the buildings. “What the fu-” Before she could answer,she heard footsteps behind her. Terrified, she slowly turned around.
Y/N was met with the red and blue tights of Spider-Man. The man stood, waving a hand towards her, “Hey, Y/N.” He said slightly confused.
“Oh thank god,” She said letting out a breath she didn’t know she was holding while placing her hand on her chest, “I thought it was someone that was going to kill me.” She let out a nervous chuckle.
“Are you still out here, looking for your dog?” He asked crossing his arms. Y/N brought a hand up to scratch the back of her neck.
“I found him actually. But he somehow managed to get stuck on the fire escape.” She stated, pointing to the adorable dog above her.
“Well,” Peter started dramatically, “I think I can help.” He cockily said, shooting his webs toward the dog’s direction. Spider-Man was hanging from his webs from a staircase that was above the dog. He spun himself upside down, now facing the panting dog. “Hey there little buddy.” He said, grabbing the dog with one hand, holding the web with the other.
He slide down the web, right in front of Y/N, handing her the dog. She grabbed the dog, “Awe, you’re okay.” She said, petting the dog, putting him down. She took the leash that she was holding, now putting it on the dog securely.Y/N stood up, holding the leash tightly in one hand, giving him a slight closed lip smile. She reached her hands up, right under the opening of his mask. She pulled it down, just under his nose. It’s now or never. She thought to herself
She leaned in, closing her eyes. Peter closed his eyes as well, not knowing what else to do. She put one hand on his masked cheek. She placed her lips upon his, in a short yet sweet passionate kiss. Y/N pulled away, opening her eyes slowly, with a smile on her face. “Thank you Peter.” Y/N beamed, walking out of the alley with her dog beside her.
Peter stayed where he was on his webs, unable to move from what just happened. He jumped down from his position, standing on the ground with his jaw slacked. He then smiled widely, pulling his mask down and swinging away.
Y/N slammed her from door shut, taking the leash off of the dog. She was so happy that she had found the dog and even happier that she saw Spider-Man. Kissed him even. She smiled, running to her room, giggling.
A few weeks later, Peter decided to ask her out. She obviously said yes. The two where hanging out at Y/N house in her room. They heard footsteps coming towards her room, which turned out to be her dog. The dog walked up to Peter sniffing him, before starting to lick the teenage boy. The act made Peter laugh and pet the dog’s soft head.
“What did you name him?” Peter asked, turning to Y/N while still petting the dog. Y/N chuckled, “Umm, I named him Webs.”
His eyes widened, with a small smile evident on his face, “You didn’t.”
“I had to,” She said shrugging your shoulders, “You’re his savior after all.”
I'm gonna summarize the whole DC Multiverse AND NO ONE CAN STOP ME
The default universe where the New 52 takes place and stuff
You know those graphic novels written by J. Michael Straczynski, Geoff Johns, and Jeff Lemire that made new young versions of Superman, Batman, and the Teen Titans? That's where this is
The fact they all have "Earth One" in their titles also might've been a clue
It's where Earth 2 took place (hence the name)
It got destroyed by Darkseid, but now the Justice Society heroes have a NEW Earth 2
It's a whole thing
Good is evil, evil is good, and everyone's an asshole
Home to Grant Morrison's Watchmen homage starring the Charleton Comics characters. I like it more than the actual Watchmen because it doesn't have the Comedian.
Home to Captain Marvel. It's essentially a redone version of the Pre-Crisis Earth-S. Also everything is drawn by Cameron Stewart, and that's always a plus.
Home to Stan Lee's "Just Imagine" versions of the DC heroes. Also this Wonder Woman's design is awesome.
A reference to the Marvel Ultimate Universe. The Gentry destroyed it at the start of Multiversity, leaving only Thunderer alive. He's basically Aborigines Thor.
A reference to the normal Marvel Universe. The Hulk equivalent, Behemoth, is blue and wears a diaper.
I don't get it either.
Home to the Tangent Universe created by Dan Jurgens. The character's names are familiar, but their powers and appearances are different. For example, Harvey Dent is the Superman, a being of unmatched mental power. Green Lantern raises the dead. That kind of stuff.
Kal-L is raised by Hitler and helps conquer the world. Uncle Sam reemerges years later to kick his ass.
The gender swapped universe, with Superwoman, Batwoman, and Wonderous Man, who has a very spiffy cape.
Remember Batman The Animated Series, Justice League, and Batman Beyond? This is where all of that took place.
A universe where magic is the dominant power. The Superman equivalent here is Superdemon, who is basically Etrigan with Superman's powers. Which is awesome.
It USED to be the perfect Earth until Superboy-Prime had a temper tantrum back in Countdown and blew it the f*ck up. Now all that's left is a Green Lantern battery called the Cosmic Grail.
Superman basically ended all crime right before he died and left his robot army to guard the planet, so the current generation of heroes are kinda bored.
Some dumbass pressed the big red button in 1963, and the world got nuked. Now the Atomic Knights of Justice have to ride their giant dogs around and try not to get killed by Darkseid.
A slightly different version of the Justice Riders universe. They have a telegraph Internet.
Home to the stories Batman: Gotham by Gaslight and Wonder Woman: Amazonia.
Home to Doc Fate and the Secret Society of Superheroes. Also I want to cosplay as Doc Fate or the Mighty Atom. Because they both look cool.
Home to the characters from A New Frontier by Darwyn Cooke.
Home of the characters from Mark Waid and Alex Ross' Kingdom Come. You should read it, by the way.
Where all the heroes are black and Batman's the token white guy. Also Superman is president.
Earths 24 and 25 are unknown.
Home of Captain Carrot and the Zoo Crew. It operates on cartoon physics.
Earth-27 and Earth-28 are unknown.
The Bizarroverse. It am not opposite of normal universe at all. It am completely normal.
Home of the characters from Superman: Red Son. Which I also recommend.
Everyone's a pirate.
Home of Aquaflash, Bat-Lantern, Wonderhawk, Black Arrow, and Supermartian.
The real world.
A reference to Astro City. Also Bruce Wayne was inspired by a stingray in this universe.
A reference to Image Comics' Supreme. Also Bruce was inspired by an owl this time.
Home to Justice 9, who are homages to Big Bang Comics. This Bruce was inspired by a suit of armor.
It starts as Batman: Thrillkiller, but then it gets really weird. I'm not sure what it becomes.
Where Superman and Batman: Generations takes place. The characters there age in real time.
A reference to T.H.U.N.D.E.R. Agents.
The evil version of Earth-20. Also Sinestro wears a very nice suit.
A reference to early Image Comics, although thankfully Liefeld isn't involved. Also I really like their Wonder Woman's design.
Full of adorable chibi version of the DC heroes and villains who are actually robot minions of the Empty Hand.
All the superheroes are vampires. Also this is the only other Earth besides Earth-3 to have an Ultraman instead of Superman.
All the heroes are robots.
Home of Superdoomsday, who is what happens when a clearly evil corporations turns Superman into an antihero.
Earth-46 is unknown.
Home to the Love Syndicate of Dreamworld (Sunshine Superman, Magic Lantern, and Speed Freak) Grant Morrison made in Animal Man years ago. Also home to Brother Power the Geek, a Bruce Wayne who was inspired by a shooting star, and Prez.
This world is basically every comic book cliche multiplied by a million. They have super-FOOD here, for crying out loud.
Earth-49 is unknown.
Remember the Justice Lords from that one episode of Justice League? This is where they're from.
Where all of Jack Kirby's DC creations live. Kamandi, OMAC, and the New Gods all live here.
so i played skyrim tonight, and i thought i’d tell an important story about my journeys:
i was mostly wandering around minding my own business when i came upon whiterun stables and guys - listen. i found the most beautiful perfect horse i’d ever seen. majestic, beautiful, immaculate. i had to have him. so i figured - hey, i took long enough getting here, it’s the middle of the night, no one’s gonna see if i take this horse, right?
this was my first mistake.
so i hop on the horse. i press the big glaring red STEAL button and get my ass on the horse. perfect. 50 bounty from whiterun - well, no plan is ever perfect. and we start walking along - and who runs up to me, but a whiterun guard. “you have committed crimes against skyrim and her people” - he’s very upset. well holy shit! i didn’t think anyone saw me, but you know what, good sir, here, i’ll pay the fine -
“we’ll take your stolen goods, and - “
no. this simply won’t do. i come out of the keep, scheming. i must acquire my horse again.
so i go back to the stables, steal the horse again. it’s the same horse, of course it is, because he’s flawless and gallant and waited for me.
but then - again - the guard, crimes against skyrim and her people - well you know what sir, a cat-man’s pride for his perfect and beautiful horse is not a crime. so i hop off my perfect horse, and get my Destruction ready. i’m going to give this guard what-for. of course, in the process, i accumulate 1000 bounty from whiterun.
well, fuck. this, probably, could be considered mistake number two. i get on the horse again. +50 bounty from whiterun, but in the face of killing that guard, honestly, who’s going to notice one stolen horse? i press the big red STEAL button again.
“alright, RED STEEL,” i tell the horse, “from now on, you and i are fugitives.”
RED STEEL, noble and awe-inspiring steed, and i walk for a very, very, very long time. we can never go back. but - you guys, i found out something else about RED STEEL that made it all worth it:
well, of course. he can fly. my incredible, unkillable, righteous RED STEEL.
look at him, as majestic and all-powerful and graceful as i always knew him to be.
so - did i commit crimes against skyrim and her people? yes. yes, i did. but in doing so, i made an unforgettable friend, and a powerful ally. so was it worth it?
@emeraldcyborg and I bought all the lions and spent about two hours recording this transcript, so I hope someone gets a laugh out of it. Or uses it in a fic somehow, because now I really want to see that.
@vlhoria asked: can you do an angsty fic that maybe ENDS with fluff but it’s peter x reader (and she knows he’s spider-man) and gets kidnapped and tortured reallllyy bad (almost dies) and peter almost doesn’t make it in time to save her? (i would prefer for it to end with a lil fluff but you can run with it haha)
warnings: torture and angst
word count: 2k
author’s note: this sucks but the request didn’t so i am deeply sorry for how rank this is.
You hadn’t showed up at school today which Peter normally wouldn’t have worried much about, but the fact that he had only told you he was Spider-Man yesterday worried him, a lot.
And now the sinking feeling of regret and panic settled in Peter’s stomach only growing more with each passing hour, it only seemed as the clock on the school wall moved slower and slower and him fearing for you safety he ditched the rest of the day and ran into the nearest alleyway to change into his suit.
He looked around making sure that no one was near before he pulled his blue sweater over his head and opened his backpack to get the red and blue suit Tony had made him.
After he had removed his pants only leaving him in his plaid boxers, he quickly pulled the red and blue fabric onto his body along with the mask. He looked around one last time, seeing no one he pressed the spider on the front allowing the suit to wrap it self around his frame.
He first swung by your window landing on the fire escape with one hand in front of him and the other one behind his back. He pushed your window open and crawled into your room, and there was no sign of you there either.
He then pulled his mask off and walked around your house calling your name every once in a while knowing it was still a whole week until your parents got home from the business trip they had left for a couple of days ago.
It was quite obvious that you weren’t there so he picked up his phone and dialed your number for what felt like the hundredth time today. He waited and he waited until he finally heard the “Hi it’s Y/N sorry i can’t come to the phone right now leave a message after the beep!”
He let out a frustrated sigh at this pulling his backpack off his shoulder so he could place the phone back in it, but before he could do so his phone dinged signaling that he had gotten a message.
His eyebrows furrowed in a questioning manner as he turned the phone around pressing the turn on button on the side. His phone screen lit up showing a notification that read ‘video message from Y/N’ he was quick to swipe right and unlock his phone to see what you had sent him.
He was hoping that it would be a video of you explaining where you were and why you hadn’t come to school today but judging by the thumbnail of it that was not the case.
He took a deep breath before pressing the play button, the video filling his entire phone screen. “Hello Peter” a rough man’s voice was heard as the camera pointed towards you hanging from two ropes that were tightly tied around your wrists, purple and yellow bruising already starting to form where the ropes were bound.
“Y/N here tells me you and Spider-Man are quite the ‘best buds’” the man laughed picking up the camera as to bring it even closer to your face, and when he did so Peter could see the multiple bruises and scars that covered it.
Anger bubbled inside him as he continued watching the video “so if ‘Spider-Man’ isn’t here within the next 24 hours I’ll make sure Y/N here gets what she deserves. Time starts now Pete so don’t waste it” and with that the screen went blank and it was replaced with a timer showing that he had exactly 23 hours 59 minutes and 45 seconds to find and save you.
He cursed to himself running back up to your room where he had left the mask laying on your bed. He was quick to climb out of your window and when his feet had landed on the fire escape he thought of every possible place you could have been held captive but his mind was blank and he was now aimlessly swinging around the city ignoring everything and everyone around him the only thing on his mind being to find you.
He eventually stopped on top of a fairly high building where he sat down on the edge of it groaning at how stupid he had been, before an idea popped into his mind. “Karen, can you track down Y/N Y/L/N’s phone?” he spoke remembering that your phone had the ‘find my phone’ feature “let me see” she spoke, a map appearing in front of Peter’s eyes as Karen tracked your phone down.
“Y/N’s phone is located at an abandoned warehouse not so far away from here, would you like me to lead you to it?” Karen asked, Peter’s ears perked up at this and he quickly answered with a yes the GPS that was installed into the suit leading him to his destination.
He quickly jumped off the building raising his arm up as he shot out a web that connected to another building, Karen’s voice telling him when to turn and where to go.
“Karen how much time do i have left?” Peter’s panicked voice asked as he swung from building to building “you have exactly 19 hours 29 minutes and 10 seconds” She spoke Peter pulling himself forward with much more strength and determination now.
“I don’t think you’re understanding the question little lady, so I’ll ask it again. Who is Spider-Man” the man yelled in your face a punch in your rib following soon after as blood spilled out of your mouth and tears made their way down your face.
“Go to hell” you spat at him, he could torture as long and as much as he wanted to but you would never give him the identity of the person you loved and cared for the most in this world, even if it would be the death off you which now seemed to be what would be happening.
“Wrong answer” he growled walking over to a metal table where he had numerous of weapons and tools laid out. Many of them he had already used on you and every single one felt as painful as the other but you had a feeling this would be the final straw.
He grabbed two items, the first being a knife and the second one a taser. He turned around a smirk playing on his lips as he tapped his finger on the silver material of the knife, painfully slowly making his way toward you.
When he was standing right in front of you he raised his arm up in a way so that you could clearly see the 6 inch blade he was holding a chuckle leaving his lips as he started dragging it down your cheek a blood curdling scream making it’s way passed your lips as he did.
“Do you want me to repeat the question?” he asked. You didn’t answer and kept your brave face on your lips forming a straight line “and again that’s just not the answer I’m looking for” he chuckled—yet again, as he pulled the taser out of his pocket and jabbed it into your side pressing the red button as electricity ran throughout your body and pain like you had never felt before consumed you.
You screamed, you screamed so loud you were sure everyone in the city had heard you. Your sobs filled the room as your legs gave out the only thing holding you up being the two black ropes he had tied you up with.
“Please stop” you begged finally finding the strength to stand back up but a fist connecting with your cheek sent you tumbling back down. Your vision started to blur and you knew in that moment the face of your kidnapper would be the last one you ever saw.
But a cold liquid pouring over you brought you back to consciousness and you gasped, your teeth grinding against one another. “This is no time for sleeping” the man chuckled “this oughta wake you up” he grinned going to tase you again so you closed your eyes and screamed yet again clutching the rope in both your hands as you prepared for the impact—but it never came.
You slowly opened one eye and saw the all to familiar red and blue suit consume your vision, you were glad he was finally here but you couldn’t keep your eyes open much longer and watching Peter fight the guy that had been torturing you tired you as you let your eyelids close and your body give out underneath you.
Peter had saw you slip into unconsciousness and a sudden rage bubbled up inside him a feeling he had never felt so strongly before. “Karen, activate instant kill” and with that his previously white eyes had turned into much smaller red ones as he lunged himself at the guy not caring for any damage he caused, the only thing he wanted being revenge.
“How dare you!” he yelled throwing the guy to another corner of the warehouse quickly picking him up again so he could toss him back down again. He had never felt anger like this before and he couldn’t control it.
It was pulsing through his veins and he kept on screaming and yelling at the guy soon going in for the final punch that would definitely kill the man but before he could cause any more permanent damage his eyes landed on you.
He immediately dropped the guy and reached his arm up so he could swing toward you. When he landed in front of you he quickly cut the ropes that were bound around your wrists and let your body drop into his arms.
“No, no hey Y/N you’re okay it’s going to be fine” he tried to reassure himself “Karen call 911 and send them to this location now!” and after that Peter ripped his mask off and his gloved finger pressed against your neck a sigh of relieve falling from his lips as he felt your pulse.
“You’re going to be okay” he sobbed bringing your limp figure as close to him as possible. Strangled cries left his mouth as he brushed a lock of your hair out of your face and tucked it back behind your ear.
“I’m so sorry Y/N this is all my fault” he cried even harder feeling the previous anger that had consumed him being replaced with nothing but emptiness “I am so sorry”
You had woken up a few days later in a hospital bed where Peter sat next to you, his quite snores filling the room as his cheek rested in the palm of your hand.
You smiled at this and tried to move your hand so you could run it through his brown locks but as you did an overwhelming feeling of pain consumed you and you groaned squeezing your eyes back shut.
Peter quickly woke up at this and as his eyes met your now opened ones he grabbed your hand tightly in his and he smiled for the first time in days “you’re awake” he croaked out, a few tears slipping from his eyes as he pressed a kiss to your forehead so carefully you barely even felt it.
“Yeah I guess so” you managed to get out, although a burning feeling consumed your throat as you did. Peter seemed to notice this and immediately jumped into action “here drink this” He said as he handed you a plastic cup filled with water. You thanked him as you placed your hand on the cup and slowly brought it up to your lips.
The liquid ran down your throat and the previously burning feeling immediately faded away and you finished the entire cup in less then a minute handing it back over to Peter when you were done, where he placed it onto the table next to him.
“Thank you” you said smiling up at him but he only looked down at his lap and shook his head “why are you thanking me? This is my fault. It’s my fault you’re in here and it’s my fault-it’s my fault that you-you almost died!” he cried out standing up from the white chair he had previously been sitting on.
“No it’s not Pete, you saved my life and i can never thank you enough for that” you said your Y/E/C eyes meeting his brown ones. Peter quickly rushed forward at this and connected his lips with yours.
Your lips moved against one another for a few seconds before you both pulled away and smiled lovingly at one another.
Red X/Jason Todd X Reader- I’m Supposed To Be Fighting You
Oh my gosh I loved writing this so much! Since that I have probably ended Welcome To The Family, I think that I could make this into a new series. MAYBE. I’d like to thank whoever did this because Red X is my favorite character from the original Teen Titans show and I love him so much.
_She was so good, so kind, so trusting, of those around her.
Even if they didn’t necessarily deserve it. _
Tip, tap, tip, tap, tip, tap, tip, tap.
The sound of shoes on the pristine linoleum floor.
The florescent lights casting a white glow on everything under them.
Was that her coming down the hallway?
He hoped so.
He’d seen her yesterday, less than twenty four hours ago, but it felt like years.
With no clock to tell him otherwise, he had started to believe it actually _had _been years.
All he knew was that it had been far too long since he’d seen her last.
The knob on the door jiggled.
He jolted to attention.
The sound of a key entering the heavy padlock.
His eyes widened, the lights that served as pupils in his sockets shrinking to pinpricks in focus.
The door opened a crack, letting light into his somewhat dimmed world.
He stumbled to his feet, almost falling over before steadying himself.
His arms were restrained, locked in place by the straps of his straight jacket and reducing his balance to that of a newborn baby bird.
The door opened fully, nearly blinding him with the intensity of the lights of the hallway.
And there she stood.
"Good morning, Sans.“
that wonderful wonderful wonderful voice oh how he loved the sound of it
A flood of emotions washed over him at the sight of her, the sound of her voice sending him reeling
Happiness, at seeing her again.
Relief, that she had come back even after last time.
Confusion, at why she left in the first place.
Anger, that she didn’t stay.
Sadness, that he couldn’t make her stay.
… Joy, simply at having her in the same room as him.
Excitement, in its’ purest form, rushed over him once more and a smile, almost maniacal, stretched across his face.
He tore at his restraints, pulling and struggling, unable to use his magic to help free himself due to the nature of the cell he was confined in.
Just like the other rooms that contained monstrous, magically-inclined patients, the walls were made of magic-proof padding that muted the abilities of the inmates contained within.
He whined, a keening sound directed at the woman before him and requesting her assistance in removing the offending restraints.
She obliged, and, much to his delight, came closer to unbuckle the straps and set him loose.
yes yes yes come closer closer closer please please please
Once she had unbuckled the last strap, his arms were around her, crushing him to her and leaving no space in between.
"Miss Frisk!” he cried.
Tears sprung to his eyes when her hand caressed the back of his skull in the softest way.
She treated him so_ gently_.
She wrapped her arms around him, returning the embrace.
She laughed, that beautifully soft laugh that made his insides flutter and his magic spark inside his chest.
“How are you today, Sans? The doctors haven’t been giving you a hard time, have they?” She asked.
He looked up at her from where he’d buried his face in her chest.
“They pricked me again after you left yesterday,” he said, before adding in a somewhat pouty voice, “I don’t like it when they prick me. The medicine in the red vial feels weird.”
She made a sad face.
She had been making those more often.
no no no don’t be sad smile for me smile smile smile please please please
"I’m sorry to hear that. But…Sans,“ she said. “You know why they had to inject you. You were losing control again, and there was no other way to calm you down."
He held her tighter.
He whined and pulled on her, signaling that he wanted to sit down.
She understood and they sank to the floor, Sans still clinging and showing no intention of letting go anytime soon.
"You calm me down,” Sans said quietly, his head rested on Frisks’ shoulder. “Better than some stupid drug…"
She stroked the back of his skull.
His sockets fluttered shut, the sweet smell of her hair lulling him into a sense of security.
so good so sweet so wonderful so beautiful so trusting and all mine mine mine
"I suppose,” Frisk said. “But I can’t always be here when you need me.”
Sans buried his face further into her hair.
"I have other jobs to do in the hospital, you know.“
Sans dug his phalanges into the back of her stark white lab coat.
"I have other patients to see, and take care of-"
”Brother talked to me again last night!“ Sans blurted.
This stunned Frisk into silence.
She looked down at her small charge, her eyes widening.
Sans saw this expression and matched it with a teary-eyed look of his own, before trying to hide his face in her coat once more.
Frisk held him at arms length, however; she refused to let him get closer.
Sans often talked about his ‘brother’, an older, taller skeleton monster who was supposedly held in a maximum security cell deep beneath the hospital.
His presence in the institution was practically a legend, it being said that he was one of the strongest and most unstable patients, and only certain doctors and scientists were allowed to be near him; his powers included telekinesis, teleportation, telepathy(which is probably how he was able to communicate with Sans so easily), and other abilities that even the highest security prisons were loathe to handle.
It just so happened that Sans had those same abilities, however dulled down they were…
…And madness seemed to run in their family, unfortunately.
Frisk stared into the eyes of her most prominent patient, his blue pupils staring back at her with an air of fear.
Sans didn’t appreciate being held so far away, so used to being kept close, and fought out of Frisks’ grip before falling into her and grasping around her midsection once more.
He couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t wrap her arms around him like normal.
no no no no don’t don’t please don’t you dare turn away hold me love me i need you
"What did your brother say to you?”
He thought about it.
"He said,“ Sans paused. "He told me what happens to him…down in the basement.”
Frisk set her hands on either side of Sans’ skull and pulled him to look at her.
“What happens to him?"
Sans was silent, staring into the warm hazel of her eyes.
He covered the hands on his cheeks with his own and looked away, worrying his bony lower lip between his teeth.
"The doctors are really mean down there. He gets pricked almost constantly, and they shock him.” Sans stated.
“He doesn’t get mad easily, but it makes him really angry when he can’t fight back.”
Sans stared off into the corner, seemingly focused on one point.
"They even make him wear this special face mask that puts sleepy poison inside him,“ He continued. "It makes it so he can’t move, and…so they can take magic from him. He says he hates all the people who work here, and that I should too.”
Frisks’ thoughts went to a dark place.
Taking magic…what did that imply?
And what would happen if this ‘brother’ ever escaped?
She shuddered to think about the carnage that would most likely follow.
She didn’t notice when a blushing Sans added quietly, “I could never hate you, though.”
never never never i could never hate you you’re my one ray of light in this hell
"There’s one doctor he likes, however. A lady with red hair that’s covered in yellow flowers. She’s nice to him, he said. “ Sans continued. "She doesn’t hurt him when she goes in his room like the others. She just sits there and talks to him, and he likes listening to her, even if he can’t talk back. She even reads to him sometimes, like you read to me!”
Sans’ manic grin was starting to show again as he got excited.
Frisk mulled that information over. A lady with red hair (by 'covered in yellow flowers’ he must have meant the hairpins she wore every day); that sounded like Chara, one of the emotional therapists assigned to the more…stable, less magical wards.
What was she doing handling one of the most violent patients in the facility?
Frisk didn’t have time to dwell on it.
The intercom outside the room buzzed, signaling that someone from the main office was trying to call her.
She pried the small monsters’ arms off of her gently (or as gently as she could given the death grip he had on her), and went to the door, leaving Sans on his haunches with small tears in his sockets.
She noticed passingly that he was trembling.
That usually meant he could tell she was going to leave; which would most definitely lead to a bad time.
She opened the door enough to see the small speaker on the wall next to the door frame.
She pressed the red button on its’ plastic casing, accepting the call.
"This is Dr. Dreemurr, how can I help you?“
The nasally voice of the receptionist answered. "Dr. Dreemurr? Yeah, you’re needed on the third floor. Recovery Ward B-2, the little girl with the head injury. She’s scheduled for a checkup today, and, just letting you know, you’re a tad late for it. Ms. Spinner told me to call and see if you were still in the mental ward."
Frisk rolled her eyes in exasperation. She’d lost track of time again.
Dammit, why hadn’t someone called sooner?
"Of course, tell Ms. Spinner I’ll be there as soon as I can. And tell her to wait until I get there to do anything. That poor little girl is still fragile and I don’t want her in any more pain than necessary.”
As Frisk was ending her conversation, Sans was starting to get antsy. He pushed himself to his feet, head angled towards the floor.
He started mumbling under his breath, incoherent sounds and whispers flowing from his mouth as his hands clenched at the fabric of his pants.
He stared at the ground, glaring, while his magic sparked in his socket and cast a blue glow in the low light of the padded cell.
”You’re going to leave now, aren’t you?“
Frisks’ hand froze over the comms’ button.
She slowly lowered it.
This happened every single time.
She’d spend close to three hours with Sans (more time than she spent with any other patient on a daily basis) and he’d still have a hard time letting her go.
And while he’d never actually hurt her, the threat was still _very _real.
Still, she furrowed her brow and turned to face him, determination sparking in her gaze.
She just needed to be firm with him, like always.
“Sans, you know I can’t stay. There’s someone else who needs me right now.”
no no no not more than i need you stay stay stay
Sans let out a strangled noise in the back of his throat, more glowing tears oozing out of his sockets, down his face, and collecting in puddles on the floor.
A sob shook him.
He was trembling uncontrollably, looking about ready to collapse.
Frisks’ expression softened.
Although she knew he was most likely faking it, Frisk couldn’t stand to see him so distressed.
She went to the small monster, allowing him to cling to her. She rubbed soothing circles into the back of his skull.
“I’ll be back tomorrow, like always. You know I’d never abandon you, Sans.”
Sans sniffled, nuzzling his face into her shirt.
Frisk smiled at him when he looked up at her.
Sans lowered his gaze back to the ground.
He slowly, shakily loosened his grip on Frisks’ waist and took one trembling step back.
Frisk slowly stepped away from him, giving him plenty of space. She half-turned to the door, keeping an eye trained on the still-crying monster.
It broke her heart to see him cry, it really did, but if she stayed to comfort him he probably wouldn’t let her leave for another couple of hours.
Frisk opened the door and stepped out into the sterilized hallway. She closed the door behind as quickly and as quietly as she could.
She swiped her ID card over the scanner, locking the heavy mechanism and sealing her charge inside.
Frisk started down the hallway.
She got halfway to the elevator before the screams started.
Screams of agony and pain and anger, paired with the vibrant cyan of uncontrolled magic casting shadows in her wake.
Read a post about humans and their struggling curiosity on pressing big red buttons and I can’t help but imagine all of us as DeeDee from Dextor’s Laboratory just messing around with everything we see on the ship to see what they do and what happens if we press that big button here or that switch over there or touch the pad screen, just us overexcited ones being too excited to think. Haha
→ Summary: BamBam and you had always done things to spice up your sex life. You found out some interesting things when you both started experimenting. Like that he hates teasing and likes being called daddy.
❝You’ve always been a slut haven’t you?❞
Did you just squirt?❞
You wanted me to catch you didn’t you? Playing with yourself to turn me on?❞