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Maybe He Did Love The Rain

A/N: So I had this sudden idea and it turned out to be a little cheesy and stuff but I REALLY loved this. And since all my work was suddenly DELETED, this is the first fic i’ve started and finished. I hope you like it!!

Requests and Headcanons are Open! Ships are closed


Request/Prompt: Nope! Just a simple idea I had

Summary: It rains for the first time in months, you immediately take this opportunity to have some fun  

Relationship: Damian Wayne x Speedster!Reader

Warning(s): XX

Word Count: 500+

Note: XX



Damian stood at the door opening up to the backyard, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, Titus was seated next to the teen with his ears perked as he listened to the rapidly falling water pellets hit the ground. Damian hated the rain, mostly because it distracted him from doing anything else, with the constant sound of water hitting his window or the crashes of thunder interrupting silence. However there were times when the rain was relaxing, rather calming with the humid air and light drizzle, on days he’d find himself outside with a book or even his sketch pad, but that didn’t mean he necessarily loved it.


“Titus,” Damian called down to his dog, his head resting against the doorframe as he thought about the things he could do. He looked down at the large great dane next to him as he felt his companion nudge his leg.


“Let’s go an-” He was suddenly cut off by a hard gust of wind and a dark figure rushing past him into the rain, laughing and squeals could be heard from the sudden figure. He quickly grabbed Titus’s collar to prevent the canine from running off towards the certain speedster.


“Y/N… What’re you doing..?” He watched as you twirl around, letting yourself become absolutely drenched. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight as you topple to the ground with a laugh.


“Damian!” You call out to your friend, speeding towards the other teen and grabbing both of his hands in attempt to drag him outside, “Come on! Have some fun!”


“Y/N… I think my definition of fun is far different than yours”


“Oh shush it! Come on, It’ll be fun I promise!” You tugged him into the rain, feeling him struggle as you throw him onto the wet grass. Giggling as you block out the sound of him complain about how you’ve probably gotten his shirt dirty.


“Damian! You’ve got to relax and take in this moment! You’ve been cooped up in your room or the batcave for the past month and we’ve barely had a full on conversation!” You twirl around the face the teen, smirking at his hard glare he gave you, “Oh stop your glaring, let’s dance” You reach your hand out waiting for him to take it.


For a moment you thought he would smack your hand away and march back into the manor, however it took you by surprise as you grabbed your hand and pulled you down next to him. You squeal and lightly punch Damians shoulder, heavily breathing while giggling like a hyena.


Damian simply watched and roll around in the grass, laughing uncontrollably while you try to stand once again, only to slip. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling, watching as you successfully make it back up to your feet, prancing all about the backyard.


He had sudden second thoughts, maybe he did love the rain. Well as long it was with you of course he’d love the rain.

A Keeper

Hey bby could ya do a Remus x reader where they are caught making out by James Peter and Sirius and they’re all teasing Remus and he’s so embarrassed but the reader doesn’t care and just kisses him again ?? sorry if it’s too much xx

sorry for the long wait but midterms were kicking my ass! hope you like it! xx

 

You’ve only been dating Remus for two weeks, you had both decided to keep things on the down low for the time being because you knew how annoying your respective group of friends could be—between the marauders and Marlene and Lily, it was a miracle the Daily Prophet didn’t know every aspect of yours and Remus’ life.

That’s why you and Remus only met after curfew, or before the sun rose, much like today.

It was  Saturday, an hour before sunrise, and you and Remus were cuddling in front of the dying fire, you probably had like 2 hours before anyone in Gryffindor tower wakes up and heads down for breakfast.

“You know, maybe we should tell them, that way we could maybe cuddle in a warm bed…” Remus muttered, burying his face in the nape of your neck. You snorted in response, laughing at how he wasn’t a morning person.

“Fine by me, are you ready for Sirius to give you the birds and bees talk?”

“On second thought, maybe we should wait a bit more….” You hummed in agreement.

Soon enough the sun was beginning to rise and the room was engulfed by waves of crimson and gold. You were both still sitting next to each other, your legs on top of his long ones. Remus was lazily drawing patterns on your hand with his fingers, causing you to laugh every once in a while due to him tickling your sides. One thing lead to another and shortly he flipped you both over, him on top of you, his hands were on your hips, yours were intertwine in his hair, and your lips were on one another’s, forgetting the world around you.

Time seemed to completely stop as you two kissed, nothing could ruin such a perfect moment, or so you thought.

“JAMES! JAA-AMES! COME QUICK! OUR LITTLE REMUS IS ALL GROWN UP!” Sirius screamed from the top of the staircase.

You and Remus both sprung apart from each other, you quickly tried to make yourself presentable, you fixed your jumper and tried to tame your messy hair.

Remus on the other hand groaned as he buried his face in his hands as Sirius continued with his jokes.

“And when were you planning on presenting her to us?” James said haughtily as he draped an arm around Sirius’ shoulders.

“Mummy is hurt that you kept your girlfriend a secret.” Sirius wailed.

“Oh shut up Sirius, for the last time stop referring to yourself as my mother.” Remus said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. 

“DON’T USE THAT TONE WITH YOUR MOTHER, YOUNG MAN.” James said dramatically as Sirius clutched his heart.

“I didn’t know James and Sirius adopted you…” You muttered, hoping to calm down Remus. You saw the beginnings of a smile on his face but they were gone in a flash.

“I didn’t know you and Y/N knew each other.” Sirius said, smirking. 

“Well they certainly got really acquainted now…” James said as he wiggled his eyebrows, causing Remus to groan. You didn’t know how long they were going to tease Remus but from the looks of it, it seemed to be for a long time, something that you didn’t have.

“Well, I’ll leave you three to your little comedy fest. I’ll meet you by the lake in an hour, okay?” you told Remus as he nodded, an annoyed look on his face due to his friends. You stood on the tip of your toes and kissed him goodbye, both of you momentarily forgot that you had a crowd but after the teasing that they had done, you didn’t care. It wasn’t until Sirius started whistling that you stopped.

You waved the boys goodbye, Sirius and James gave you an approving nod and Remus waved bye, a dazed but content look on his face.

He was in awe of how you put up with his annoying friends without getting embarrassed.

You were definitely a keeper.

Meant to Be

Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Peter Parker x reader cuddles after he comes back from a rough fight? thx xx❤️

Author’s Note: AH I TRIED I HOPE I DID IT RIGHT I FEEL LIKE THIS IS SO BAD. AH. I’M SORRY!

Originally posted by peterparkerimagine


A fit of rapping came from your bedroom window as a certain masked sat behind it. Dropping your pencil, you run over to the window, opening it with haste. 

“Wha-what? Spiderman?” You stammer. Your eyes flee from his masked face to his abdomen where his suit stuck to him, torn in two as a gash in his skin separated the fabric. “Oh, god!”

Spiderman clutched his wound, dropping himself inside your bedroom. You mentally thanked your mom for taking the night shift at the hospital tonight. 

“I don’t know what the protocol is for revealing your secret identity so,” He tugged at his mask, sliding it off his head revealing a familiar set of brown curls. “Hi? Surprise?”

Peter Parker.

Your best friend and long time crush.

Was Spiderman.

Your jaw could have hit the floor as you stared at Peter with large eyes. Peter lifts his hand and shuts your mouth.

“Careful, you’ll catch flies.” He mocks.

Emotions swirled through you as you continued to stare at him. Were he not hurt, you would have smacked him right then and there. Instead, you indignantly got up from your place on your bed and stalked to the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit before dropping it on the bed next to Peter.

“We will talk about this,” You say, pointing to his suit, “Later. Now take your shirt off.”

Peter’s eyes go wide at your statement, realizing how it sounds. A fierce blush spreads across your face as you bite your lip. Peter does as he’s told and unzips his suit so his wound is revealed. 

Taking out the antiseptic, you look up at him. “This is going to hurt a bit…” You warn.

“I can take it.” He replies, licking his lips before looking at his wound.

After cleaning his wound, you wrap his torso. “The good news is you don’t need stitches. Barely. The bad news is, you’re going to be pretty sore for a while. I’m surprised you even made it here, honestly.”

Looking back up at his face, you notice some minor cuts and a busted lip and grab the antiseptic again. Cleaning up the last of his wounds, you glace up to see how close the two of you are. Heart rate picking up, you finish dabbing at his lip before your eyes rest there. Lifting the cloth off of his lip, you boldly press a kiss to the uninjured part of his mouth. Peter tenses at this action at first and you were about to pull away when he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, deepening the kiss. 

Pulling away for air, he rests his forehead against yours. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” You tell him.

“Me too.”

Pulling you closer, the two of you lay back, resting in the comfort of each other. You lay on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart. And in that instance, there was no bad guys for him to go catch, no evil in the world. Just Peter and (Y/N). Together. The way they were meant to be.


SORRY THIS IS TRASH

Stronger- Theo imagine- part 2

Originally posted by bysamoylova

Request: artfuck said:

Can you do a part two to stronger? Please it’s so good

A/N: I wasn’t intending on doing a part two so I’m sorry if it’s not very good xx enjoy!

Words: 1676

part one is here


“How am I going to do that?” you questioned. You had no clue where to begin even if you’d adapted to this new world remarkably fast.

“That’s what we’re going to figure out.” Theo mused. “First things first, you’re going to have to learn how the hide the wings.” He walked over so he was opposite you.  

“I don’t know how” you blushed. He smiled at you, his fingers reaching out to touch the feathers. Subconsciously you tensed your back, the wings fluttering in response to the contact. With admiration, Theo turned his attention back to your rosy cheeks.

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