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Important thing about the 'first time' imagines

Hello fan fiction writers, you amazing godlike creatures. I have an important, quick little note I’d like to make about the losing virginity fics/imagines. THIS IS IN NO WAY AN INSULT OR OFFENSIVE CRITICISM. Just figured I start with that. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I’ve noticed that during virginity loss imagines, it’s always described as “tiny wince of pain-gets over it- has great sex”. I know it’s different for everyone and I myself am a virgin, but from what I’ve been told, your first time hurts. hUrTs. It’s not like 5 minutes of pain and then pleasure the rest of the time. It takes getting used to and this virgin would probably no appreciate being slammed into by a dick during their first time. It would hurt even more. That doesn’t mean stop writing losing virginity imagines. It just means that accuracy is important (I mean depending on dick size and other things). So if you want that good, fluffy, virginity-loss stuff, a more accurate description would be slow love making where the character(s) is easing said virgin into their first time. No slamming- I love yous, and having to slow down to help them adjust to size and the actual sensation of having a dick in you. Anyway, carry on, you’re all doing great!

"mr. scamander” || newt scamander

word count: 3309 (pfft it’s not long at all)

summary: newt scamander x slytherin!reader

author’s note: there are parts of this that seem to reference other harry potter things because i couldn’t help myself. this is my first imagine, please be nice… thank you, enjoy. (sorry for any spelling or grammar errors)

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rumblesnore said: Perhaps a Enoch imagine? You could do whatever you’d like as to plot xx

Sure thing Darling!

Imagine being a Peculiar child who is an amazing craftsman and you make little dolls and creatures for Enoch to bring to life.

With a small amount of blood running down your fingers you fiddled with a long length of thin wire, twisting and bending every which way to determine the best shape.

Your tools sat patiently around you like a sort of ceremonial ritual as you glanced over the pile of cast away toys parts and odds’n’ends you had gathered for this specific purpose.

Enoch had been running through a lot of dolls lately, their little battles becoming more brutal and each doll being dispatched at amazing rates.

“I’m almost done I think” You crossed your legs and twisted the wire around the neck of a cast away doll head and a Frankenstein-esque body to secure it firmly before taking up the cast iron fire poker which had been sitting in the glowing red cinders of a fire, waiting.

“You’ve been sitting there for three hours.”

“You can’t rush these things, Enoch.” you reminded him as you slid down your goggles and began to weld the wire rings together into a solid metal brace.

“I can’t just churn them out like I used to, I want these ones to last so I don’t have to make new ones every week.”

Enoch smirked a little and glanced at you from the side of his eyes. “you know you love it.”

“I love a challenge, this isn’t a challenge.” You muttered as you pulled your goggled off your face and inspected the work carefully. “this is repetitive.”

Below you both there was a disturbing rattle followed by a deathly groan in the pipes, making you roll your eyes.

“The boiler again.” you muttered, knowing you would be the one to fix it again after dinner.

“Every single day” Enoch sighed and glanced at your hands which were stained red and raw.

“Come here.” He smiled a little and pulled a makeshift first aid kit from under his work bench.

“Not now.” You growled and began to fiddle with the doll again, determined to make it perfect.

Enoch sighed and pulled out a roll of gauze bandages, fabric tape, disinfectant, and a pair of small silver scissors.

Setting everything out he crawled over to you and gently pried the gadget out of your grip, despite your adamant protests.

“No, no, no, no, no! I’m just getting started! I’m on a roll here!” You whined as He set the doll aside and took your ragged hands, thick with callouses and scars.

“You’re going to get tetanus, that’s what you’re doing.” He scolded and took a cotton ball and poured a small amount of alcohol on it.

He wrapped a hand towel around the handle of your screwdriver and pressed it to your lips. “Bite down.”

You obeyed and began to hiss and whimper when he dabbed the stinging liquid on the open wounds.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW.” You cried out until he stopped and wrapped clean gauze around the wounds and taped the bandages securely.

“You’re such a baby.” He snickered as you pouted.

He picked up the doll and turned it over in his hands, impressed with the workmanship.

“This is perfect.” he nodded but you snatched it away from him.

“No it’s not” You protested and He took it back.

“Yes.” he smiled. “it is. You’ve done a marvelous job Y/N” 

You blushed and muttered under your breath about it’s imperfection as Enoch ruffled your hair gently and set the gruesome thing on his work bench next to it’s opponent.

Time for the next battle.

"Don't Hurt Her"

A/N: This was requested by a lovely angst-loving anon! My first angst-heavy imagine! I hope it came out to your liking!

•••

WARNING: Spoilers (kinda), torture (bloodless)
Also: I wasn’t sure how to fit this into the canon movie events, so let’s just create a little alternate universe for this one-shot

Originally posted by snivellusriddikulus

95- “Don’t hurt him/her”
•••
You weren’t exactly sure how you got here.
By some force, your wrists were suspended above you, and your feet couldn’t touch the ground.

You tried to move, but it was as if your mind was completely independent from your body.
You willed yourself to move, even a finger, but to no prevail.

All you seemed to be able to control were your eyes, which were, of course, blindfolded.
How did this happen?

You concentrated hard on what you could remember, attempting to maintain your levels of panic.

You were walking down the streets of New York, hand in hand with…who were you with?
You commanded yourself to focus.
You remembered a pain like nothing you’ve ever felt. Like someone had taken something ten times hotter than the sun, and lit your blood on fire with it.

You had just felt it a minute ago…no, an hour ago?

Time felt insignificant wherever you were.
You remember walking down broadway with someone, and by some series of events, ended at the mercy of someone whose face seemed so blurry to you right now.

Your ear picked up heavy footsteps in the background. Or was it in front of you?
The sounds grew louder, and louder still, until it was all around you from every angle. Then, they halted.

And that’s when you heard his voice.
“Now, what was a pretty young no-maj like you, wandering around with the magic folk?”

You’re not sure how you recognized that voice, you couldn’t pair it to any face or any name, but something about when he spoke sent chills up and down your spine.

You felt cold fingers grab your chin, and forcefully yank you closer.
“It’s not polite to neglect your superior while he’s talking to you. Now I’ll ask once again. What, is a pretty young thing like you” and suddenly the blindfold was ripped from your face, and a harsh, fluorescent light flooded the room.

“Walking around with a wizard?”
Finally, your eyes focused, and landed on a graying man with a peculiar haircut.
And everything came rushing back.
•••
-Earlier-
“Tell me again about this amazing little creature!” You pet the small tree-looking creature in your hand.

Newt walked by your side, one hand in his pocket, the other, firmly grasping a worn briefcase, his gaze slightly downward.
“He’s a Bowtruckle, one of the friendliest and reliant of them, in fact.”

“He’s so small”
“Yes, it makes him rather convenient to travel with. He’s pocket sized!” Newt chirped, patting his breast-pocket proudly.

“And absolutely fascinating! He’s completely self aware, I’ve never seen anything like it.”
You passed by a woman, who glance over to you and audibly gasped.
Newt jumped in reaction and took the Bowtruckle back.

“Forgive me, but I’m already in dubious amounts of trouble showing you my creatures, I can’t risk the entire city parading this guy around town” you were rather disappointed, but complied.

“Speaking of which, you said there is a law that we, the non magic people, can’t communicate with you wizards? Isn’t that a bit unreasonable?”
“Oh it’s completely foolish, but this is not my country, so I feel obliged to defy it’s silly rules.”
“I don’t want to get you in trouble, Newt.”
“Don’t worry…I have everything completely under control.” He said without a hint of confidence. You shrug.

“If you say so”
Almost as if the universe was eavesdropping on your conversation, you felt a sudden shift of attitude in your body.

It was indescribable, in one instant you were completely aware, but now, it was becoming harder and harder to focus.

“Woah…” you stumbled a bit, and caught Newt’s arm, steadying yourself.
“You alright?” He supported you the best he could.
You fought the drowsiness overtaking you, but eventually, you gave in to the blissful feeling.
~
Newt noticed you had gone rather quiet.
“(Y/N)? I asked if you were alright?” He gently shook your arm, still hanging into him.
“Oh, of course” You looked at him, with an utterly relaxed expression. For a second, you almost looked happy.

But something was different.
“Are you sure? You seem to be…lost in your thoughts” Newt questioned, becoming more suspicious with every word.

“I feel fine. In fact, I just realized I have to be somewhere.” You turned suddenly, but he stepped in front of you.

“Allow me to walk with you”
“That’s unnecessary. I really must go” you easily dodged him as he tried to grab your arm to stop you again.

He watched you away, analyzing your sudden change in body language.
Something was definitely different. And he didn’t like it one bit.
•••
“You, mind controlled me? How?!” You spat, utterly disgusted with your captor.
“A simple…well actually not so simple spell. Honestly, you no-maj’s make it far too easy”
“You reached into my body and took control, what kind of dark magic allows this?”
“Only the most powerful kind. But this is beside the point, and frankly, I’m surprised you’re still upset.”

“Yuh-huh I’m still upset, now let me go!” You will yourself to pull away, but your muscles were completely out of your control.

“Now now, fighting will only make this harder. That man you were with, he was carrying a rather peculiar case, was he not?”
You purse your lips together, making it clear you weren’t going to talk.

A few seconds passed, when the man ultimately got bored, he pulled out his wand and pressed the tip to your throat.

“I’m not going to stay this pleasant and patient with you forever young lady.” Another chill ran down your spine, yet your lips never wavered.
At that instant, his expression turned dark.
You had a feeling what was coming next.
“Have it your way. Crucio” he whispered the spell in a monotone.

An intense pain filled your body, and you started screaming louder than anything you’d ever screamed in your life. You immediately recognized the sensation, this was not the first time he’d used this on you. How could you not remember?

The moment left as quick as it came, and you were left with an exhaustion like no other. Your forehead was with beaded sweat.

“See, that doesn’t have to happen again if you would just answer a few simple questions. Where is the location of the man you were walking with. Where is Mr. Scamander?” he hissed.

You willed yourself not to open your mouth, and it took every last ounce of the strength you had left.

“Crucio” he mumbled again, his tone growing more frustrated.
If it was possible, this pain was even worse the second time. It was as if white-hot knives pierced every inch of your body, and at any moment, it would rip you to shreds.
But it didn’t stop there.

The pain continued until you couldn’t even comprehend where you were anymore. Your eyes were squeezed shut, and every one of your thoughts were dedicated to this pain.
Finally, the fire vanished, and your vision came back to you.

At least the man had the decency to look uncomfortable as he tortured you.
“Listen to me, you think I want to do this to you? I only need information, and I will let you go free. Honest. Now, will you comply?” You were on the verge of sobbing right then.

You wanted to tell him. You wanted to give up so badly, just so you would never have to feel that ever again.

But you couldn’t betray Newt and his creatures, you knew they meant the world to him, and you owe him that for how he let you into his life.
His wand returned, pressed to your neck, and you saw a hint of frustration behind his eyes.
“Don’t be foolish, girl. This isn’t your battle…don’t fight”

In that moment, you thought it was over. Your entire future, any possible future with Newt, all of it was about to vanish in front of your eyes.
You let another sob escape from your lips as he lifted his wand your forehead.

Just as you closed your eyes, bracing for the next blow, the heavy, metal door swung open in a swift kick.

It was Newt.

Your relief was short lived, as the curse was once again activated.
You couldn’t hold in another ear-piercing scream.

“STOP!” He howled, as if it hurting him rather than you.
“Graves please, don’t hurt her!”
Your captor turned to him, a smile twisting onto his face.

“How fine of you to drop by Mr. Scamander.”
“Let her go, now! She has nothing to do with this, it’s between you and me!”
The pain suddenly stopped, but you could feel yourself getting weaker.
“Newt…” you breathed, not sure if it was out of relief or desperation.

“(Y/N) I’m s-sorry…I’ll get you out o-of here”
Graves turned toward Newt, wand raised lazily at him.
“You have brought something very dangerous into my country, it is time you face some consequences for once. Give me the beasts.” Newt stared in horror at the man, then to his case, then to you.

“Don’t, Newt…don’t do it.” you were barely audible, but something about the fragility in your voice made him utterly infuriated he ever let anything happen to you.
“Alright” he finally said, defeated.

Arguably a little surprised, Grave
lowered his wand, and approached the case.
When his fingers enclosed around the leather handle, something inside Newt snapped.
“Expelliarmus” he said quickly, catching the American wizard off guard. Then with a silent and clean flick of his wand, Newt sent him flying into the wall, and he crumpled to the floor in a heap of unconsciousness.

Suddenly, you felt a curse being lifted from your body, and you fell onto the hard floor. You’ve never been so happy to be grounded in your life.
“(Y/N)” Newt called in a panic, practically running over to your figure on the floor and pulled you into his lap.

“You…have n-no idea how great it is to s-see you” you smiled warmly at him, and you tried to sit up, but groaned loudly in the effort.
“Don’t move, please. I can’t believe I let this happen, I should’ve come sooner…I shouldn’t have let him take you away I-” he rambled, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Don’t worry…I’m fine, just a bit tired” your eyelids began to drop, but Newt shook you in response.

“Don’t fall asleep on me…I’ll get us out of here.”
He reluctantly pulled away from your side to pick up his case and Graves’ discarded wand.
You lifted yourself to your elbows with incredible amounts of effort.

“Is he…you know?” You asked, dreading either answer.
“No, just temporarily unconscious. I should’ve hurt him” he balled his hands into fists, struggling with the thought that you suffered a hundred times more than he did.
He should’ve been the one being tortured in this room, not you.

“What…what did he do to me?”
“Something that should never be done to anyone ever, it’s unforgivable. We’ll turn him over MACUSA, after getting you to safety”
You nodded, and then, you felt an overwhelming surge of emotion.

You started to sob uncontrollably, reliving the scene and the pain all over again. Newt gathered you into his arms, rocking you back and forth, fighting back his own tears.
“I know…I know. You’re safe now, I won’t let anything happen to you ever again”

You struggled to calm yourself, but you would become hysterical again whenever you pictured that face.

You were safe now, you thought to yourself.
It was all over, and you would never feel that pain ever again. Newt wouldn’t allow it.
You were safe.

You were finally safe.

Aquariums | Lee Seokmin

anon requested:  hey! can i request an imagine with DK where you + him are set up on a date by another member of svt? and then as time passes, you slowly fall more and more in love with him. when he takes you on a date to the aquarium and you tell him you love him for the first time. im sorry if thats too specific or too long! thank you ♡


Word Count:998
Genre:Fluff
A/N: I kinda changed it around a bit, and also haven’t done any editing on it, so please excuse any typos! I hope you like it!

Originally posted by anyhao

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” You questioned Jeonghan, as he dragged you down a bustling city street. He gave you no answer, however, and his grip on you only tightened as you wove between crowds of people. Even though Jeonghan had been your best friend for many, many years, you still always questioned some of his antics, this one being no different.

Jeonghan had finally slowed his pace, now letting his death grip on your hand go as he stopped in front of a nice-looking restaurant. You gave Jeonghan a look, not knowing why he would be taking you here, but the many questions that had been whirling around inside your mind came to rest as Jeonghan spoke for the first time since dragging you from your apartment.

“So…” He trailed off, a huge grin taking over his face. “I may or may not have set you up with one of my band members, he really seems like your type and I think you would be a great couple!” He finished, clasping his hands together and sighing deeply, knowing his plan would work to get the two of you together.

“Who did you set me up with?” You inquired, interest lacing your tone. He only smiled at you and gestured towards the door. “Go and find out” He said, before walking away and hailing a cab back to the dorm rooms. You could only brace yourself and take sturdy steps towards the door, taking deep breaths to calm your nerves.

The minute you walked into the door of the restaurant, you breathed a sigh of relief, as you immediately saw Seokmin’s smiling face. He got up and walked towards you, opening his arms to invite you to hug him, to which you didn’t hesitate. You breathed in his scent as he enveloped you; his warmth cascading down your body from the top of your head to your toes.

You and Seokmin had grown quite close since Jeonghan had introduced you to the members of Seventeen. He had always had a soft spot for you, and recently, grown a bit of a crush on you. The only member he had told was Jeonghan, knowing that you were the closest out of all the members, and he wanted to build his relationship with you.

When you were both seated at the table in the restaurant, you made small talk with each other; asking about life and how their family was. The meal had been very enjoyable and Seokmin had made you laugh out loud on more than one occasion, causing stares throughout the restaurant.

After you had both left the restaurant, you walked to a nearby park, where you sat down on a bench, and watched as the sun began to kiss the horizon. You sighed and smiled happily, thinking over how great the day had been. Seokmin took a glance at you from the corner of his eye, and watched as you slowly moved to rest your head on his shoulder, making a blush crawl up his cheeks.

“Y/N?” Seokmin asked, grabbing your attention. “Yes, Seokmin?” You replied, keeping your gaze on the sunset, watching the colours change from yellow, to orange and red. “Would you like to go out with me again sometime? You don’t have to but-” You cut him off by kissing his cheek, “Of course, today was so fun, I’d love to go out with you again!”

A couple days after your date with Seokmin, you realised you couldn’t get him out of your mind. The way he smiled when he talked, the way his hair was parted to one side oh so carefully; you had started to fall in love with him, and you kept falling harder and harder.

The next time you heard from Seokmin, he was calling you to let you know he wanted to take you to the aquarium. You loved the aquarium, so you didn’t hesitate to say yes to his offer, and he told you he would pick you up in a couple of hours. You excitedly put down your phone and went to get ready, deciding on a pair of jeans and a nice top.

When you arrived at the aquarium, you were met with Seokmins face grinning brightly at you, bringing you into a hug. You hugged him back, before letting go and looking up at him, “Shall we go inside?” You queried, linking your arm with Seokmins. He nodded and smiled at you before walking with you towards the entrance of the aquarium.

The brightly coloured fish and lights had you immediately entranced, walking over to the large tanks and pressing your hand against the glass. You observed each fish carefully, and Seokmin was watching you fondly. He thought it was cute that you were so interested and amazed at all these little creatures. He moved you along into the shark section, which he knew was your favourite, thanks to Jeonghan.

you skipped giddily over to the shark tank, watching how they glided seamlessly through the water without a care in the world. You were so enthralled in the world of sharks that you didn’t notice Seokmin come and stand next to you.

“Hey Seokmin” you said, turning and focusing your gaze on him instead of the sharks. “Yes Y/N?” He replied, smiling widely. “I think I’m in love with you” you said, coming straight out with the truth. He stared at you, stunned almost, like you had just told him the best news of his life. “Really, Y/N?!” He practically screamed, jumping up and down out of excitement. “Yes, I do. Do you like me as well?” You inquired, wringing your hands together. “I have loved you since the first day I met you” he gazed adoringly at you, making your insides melt.

As you stepped out of the aquarium later that day, you made a mental note to yourself, to thank Jeonghan for the best person in your life, and to thank him for having great tastes.

ilvaru-alvaru  asked:

I love your blog so much. I'm always extra happy when you post caterpillars because they're my favorite 🐛 Have a good day and please never stop sharing these amazing little creatures with the world!

Thank you!!! 🐛🐛🐛🐛  I’ve been getting some amazing caterpillar shots lately, it’s been hard not to post them all, but I know a lot of folks out there need their fluffy moth fix! 

He's coming to get us ( Dark!Spiderman - Tom Holland )

Request : No, just me being evil hahaha!

Summary : You, Tony and Peter are in Tony’s laboratory, doing some experiments on a sticky virus when all of a suden, the virus enters Peter’s body, growing on him. After that, Peter turns into a darker version of Spiderman, making a lot of trouble in the tower and in the city. You and the rest of the Avengers have to stop him before he turns the city into a living hell.

A/N : you’re Hawkgirl btw but your wings appear only when you’re not wearing a specific necklace.

Also, I’m making this into a (???) part so yeah this is Part 1/(?) SORRY FOR MISTAKES

 

“Where did you find it?” Peter asked amazed by the little creature who kept moving in the jar. You watched it, coming closer to it for a better view. The little thing was sticky and really fast, almost like a quicksilver, but black and with a really weird structure. You and Peter watched it so intensely that both of you gasped and stepped back when the ‘thing’ jumped and stuck itself on the part of the glass that was in front of you. It surely had power too as it has moved the jar further onto the table.

Tony looked at you and chuckled to himself at your reaction, taking the jar into his hand.

“Well, he kept crawling onto my old Iron Man suit. I found it a week ago. I don’t really know where it came from.” He said analyzing it, putting the jar into light for a better view then shaking it a little.

“Maybe it’s a virus or something who eats iron?” You tried to explain but it surely sounded stupid so you just furrowed your eyebrows and watched Tony’s movements. He put it again on the table and crossed his arms over his chest.

“It doesn’t look like a virus to me.” He said thinking a little. “This looks like its have its own life. But maybe you’re right.” He turned to you and you just shrugged then moved your gaze to Peter. He was still looking at it.

“Are we going to make some experiments on it?” He asked hopefully turning to Tony. Tony laughed at how enthusiastic Peter was and came closer to him.

“Sure, Spider-Boy, do you want to help?” He asked, putting his hand on Peter’s shoulder. Peter nodded.

“Yes!”

“Okay then, I’m leaving you two because I don’t want that sticky thing to jump on me or something- well, I just don’t want to help so, yeah. See ya!” You said then turned around, starting to head the door. The two of them watched as you left and then turned to each other.

“Well, more fun for us, right Spider-Boy?”

**

After you left, Tony and Peter set up everything for their future experiments. While you were deciding what movie to watch with Natasha, Clint and Thor, the other two struggled with the little creature, doing God knows what to it and of course, taking notes about every reaction and basically about everything it did.

After some time, Peter took his glasses off and began to write something about his structure. Apparently, it can divide itself in more viruses and then stick back together. This thing is surely interesting but not to mess with.

“Mr. Stark, should I see how it reacts to fire?” Peter asked from his seat while Tony was looking at something on his computer. He turned his gaze to Peter, then back again to his computer.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.” He said getting up and coming to Peter. “It doesn’t react good to earth elements but let’s see what this little bud si capable of.” He set the lights on the creature who was now free on the table and then took the matches, lightning one.

As it came closer to it, the black thing started to melt. Tony kept the fire close to it and Peter started to write down the reactions. It divided itself in two halves, again and again until on the table were left only little black drops. After Tony threw the match, they watched closely the next reaction. It didn’t came.

“Maybe fire kills it?” Peter questioned and Tony groaned.

“Yeah, maybe.” He said, scanning all the drops with his eyes. “I really started to enjoy it. But oh well.” He turned and started to head the door. “Clean that up, I’ll be right back.”

Peter groaned in response and got up, looking for something he could clean the table with. Just as he turned, he heard a small noise from the table. He looked over his shoulder and saw some drops sticking back together, maybe five or so. The little thing started to move around quickly and Peter turned again to the table. He couldn’t wait to tell Mr. Stark so he took the jar and tried to catch it but the thing jumped on his hand. He furrowed his eyebrows and began to stir, trying to catch the little creature but it didn’t stopped from moving. It divided itself again, one part staying on Peter’s arm, starting to grow on it and the other one jumped somewhere on his face.

At this point, Peter started to freak out and dropped the jar which shattered into million of pieces. He grabed the black thing from his hand, trying to put it down but it just grew faster. In only five seconds, his left arm was full covered in that black virus. The other half apperead on his other hand but he was too freaked out and shocked to notice so it jumped right into his mouth and he swallowed it without even knowing it.

The thing grew even more on him, starting to look like a darker version of his Spidey suit and Peter felt his heart skipping a beat at the image in front of him. It looked unreal, it couldn’t be true. By this time he started to panic really hard when all of a sudden, he felt something sticky in the back of his neck. The virus started to grow even on his head, like a mask and inserted two things which looked almost like fangs into both sides of his neck, making Peter scream in agony.

He fell to his knees, screaming as he felt like the life was taken out of him. He began to breathe heavily as the suit took his air and couldn’t breathe properly. The agony continued when he started to rip apart the suit and it electroshocked him while the fangs were inserted deeper into his neck. He couldn’t take it anymore, he knew he would pass out in any moment, so he got up really slowly and tried to steady his breathes. He could feel his sweat under this suit, it exhausted him. A quick shock was sent to his brain and in that moment, he lost it. He began to feel anger and a desire for revenge. He didn’t know where it came from, he just wanted revenge. Badly.

He stood still for a moment, then turned his attention to the door. He listened the steps who were coming closer and closer. You were coming after Peter to check on him after Tony told you to do so. You quickly tasted the code and the doors opened, revealing Tony’s huge laboratory but Peter wasn’t in there. You furrowed your eyebrows and started to look for him. Maybe you didn’t saw him, like, this laboratory is huge, he could be somewhere in here and you wouldn’t even notice.

You walked past the table with the little drops that were left of that virus and saw Peter’s notebook and glasses. He wouldn’t leave without his glasses, so he surely is in here. As you moved further you stepped into the shattered jar and jumped at the sound.

“What..” you spoke with loud voice looking at the ground. You heard some movements and could sense a presence above you so you gulped and really slow, you moved your gaze to the ceiling. And there he was. A darker version of Spiderman, who was ready to attack you. And it did.

You screamed, both in terror and fear as he put you to the ground. He made a grotesque sound, his sharp teeth only a few centimetres away from your face. He scanned your face and you gulped once again. With the most insesisable movement, you catched your necklace and ripped it off your neck, your wings imediately appearing. Spidey jumped again to the ceiling, looking at you upside down and you got up, your wings keeping you in the air, a few metres away from this devil.

“What are you?” You screamed, looking at the terrifying thing and he shot some webs to your wings, trying to catch you.

You moved to the side, avoiding his webs and letting them stick to the wall. He groaned and jumped to you, catching your shoulders and trying to put you down. You hold still, punching him in the face but he only groaned in pain. You lifted your foot and hit him in the stomach, earning from him the same grotesque sound. He let you go for a moment and that was the perfect time for you to turn and hit him with one of your wings. He flew onto the window in front of you, cracking it a little. You moved closer to him to check if he passed out but as you did he lifted his arms shooting some webs at you. You stopped and put your wings in front of you, letting the webs stick to them. When you pulled them apart, the web ripped and you flew into him, punching him with all your force, breaking the window.

You remained inside, watching his dark figure going down. Peter’s desire of revenge was now even more powerful and he lifted his hand shooting a web to the corner of the tower, regaining balance. Once regained, he stuck himself on the building, exactly like a spider, and begin to move higher onto it.

You watched it from the window and as you were about to go after him, you heard the doors behind you. You turned around and saw Tony with a confused look on his face.

“What are you doing?”

“You won’t believe it, but I think the thing you just discovered, it is really a virus.” You said and then turned again to look after Peter who now, is nowhere to be seen. You felt your heart skipping a beat and began to panick.

“Where is he?!” You screamed, looking all over the building in hope you’ll see the dark figure. Tony was still confused, watching you.

“Who?!” He screamed back, needing answers.

“Peter! Look on the cameras, please!” You said almost crying. Tony obeyed imediately and went to the big screen where different images of the building were shown. Suddenly, the black figure apperead in one of the images. Tony zoomed it and gasped.

“What is that?” He said in shock.

“That’s Peter. I- I came after him and he was like this, on the ceiling! He attacked me and at first I didn’t knew it was him, only when he started shooting webs.” You said, looking in terror at the screen. Tony copied your gesture, looking at the horrifying monster Peter was now.

“But how, I mean, what happened?! What-” Tony started, turning to you and then to the table where their experiment was.

“I think that virus entered his body.” You said concerned and Tony still couldn’t believe it. Just as he opened his mouth to protest and say something, the power went out, leaving you two in complete darkness.

“And now he’s coming to get us.”

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“You’re going to be good at this.” A Derek Hale Imagine.

Hi! Can you do a Derek hale one shot where he is married to the reader and they are expecting a baby and he and Cora and the other wolves love to put their heads on the stomach because the baby’s heartbeat calms them down and comforts them? And the other members who can’t hear it like to rub it and just make it fluffy? Thank you! I love your writing! :)


You smiled as Cora once again laid her head against your stomach, smiling as the heartbeat of your unborn child calmed her down. It didn’t take long for Cora to be pushed away by Scott and Liam who both wanted to hear the beat of the little creature inside of you. Everyone looked so amazed by it all and you couldn’t help but smile at their faces. Derek looked from across the room, a slightly hidden smile on his face at his closest friends enthusiasm for the both of you. Lydia walked towards you slightly, holding up a little present. 

“I got you this, I hope it fits.” She said while you unwrapped the box, smiling widely at the small dress inside. It was beautiful. 

“Oh my! It’s beautiful Lydia! She’s going to love it!” You exclaimed making her smile proudly. You held up the dress in front you, your other hand softly rubbing your belly. 

“Look what auntie Lydia got you, you’re going to look so beautiful in this princess.” You said as everyone was aw’ing around you. Lydia sat down next to you smiling as she placed her hand on your stomach, slowly rubbing it. 

“I can’t take all the credit, uncle Stiles helped me a little bit. We are all so excited to see you.” She said as you felt your baby kicking towards her hand softly. 

“Ow, little one, easy now.” You giggled as Lydia looked at you with nothing but love in her eyes. 

“Yeah, who would’ve known that Y/N here could actually tame Derek? I mean I was surprised when they became a couple, even more surprised when she said yes to marry him, I mean really Y/N? Even with his constant sour wolf face? Oh well. At least it gave us this precious little baby.” Stiles said, a hit of joking in his voice, as he placed his hand next to Lydia’s. 

Hours passed but in the end, both you and the baby had to get some rest. Everyone said their goodbye’s and left you and Derek to smile at the memories made that day. Derek tucked you in as he laid down facing you, rubbing your side softly as he smiled widely. 

“What?” You questioned stroking his cheek softly. 

“You’re going to be good at this.” He said, kissing your forehead softly. You smiled as you looked into his dark brown eyes. 

“You’re going to be great dad too. She’s going to be most spoiled little girl in all of Beacon Hills.” You giggled as Derek nodded. 

“Get some sleep babe, I’ll be right here when you wake up.” He said kissing you softly. You nodded as you cuddled deeper into the covers. You smiled when you felt Derek plant a kiss on your stomach. 

“Now let mommy sleep little one. Goodnight Thalia.” He whispered softly. 

It sucks when people that have never had a ferret say “they’re such gross little things, they just stink up the house” … NO 🙅 .. My ferret is my little baby, they are the most amazing, adorable little creatures and when you love your little furbaby so much, you can look past that little musty smell that they have. If you don’t want a ferret that’s fine, but the are the best pets. Dont go by what you hear.