IronCross98

“Psst Spidey….Spidey!” “What, Wade?” Peter snapped angrily. “I was thinking that after this we can go and get some dinner, eh?” Deadpool snickered. “If I could slap you right now, I would,” Peter sighed. Currently the amazing Spider-Man was carrying the even more amazing Deadpool up a New York City office building that was believed to have stolen important records/documents of SHIELD deep inside a vault that was hidden in the bosses office. The way up had been silent until now. “Don’t be so cranky, Spidey.” “Stop calling me that!” “Fine...Petey.”

“Psst Spidey….Spidey!” “What, Wade?” Peter snapped angrily. “I was thinking that after this we can go and get some dinner, eh?” Deadpool snickered. “If I could slap you right now, I would,” Peter sighed. Currently the amazing Spider-Man was carrying the even more amazing Deadpool up a New York City office building that was believed to have stolen important records/documents of SHIELD deep inside a vault that was hidden in the bosses office. The way up had been silent until now. “Don’t be so cranky, Spidey.” “Stop calling me that!” “Fine...Petey.”

WARNING: Sexual themes You hummed as you shampooed your hair, enjoying the way the warm water soothed your muscles. You were on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and you had had a particularly tiresome practice earlier that day. You heard some faint noises from outside the curtain, but paid no mind to it, as you assumed it was Katie or Angelina taking their own showers. You felt a rush of cold air, and turned to find yourself looking into a pair of green (mixed with blue) eyes. You yelped quietly and hurriedly attempted to cover yourself up with your hands. George grinned cheekily at you, but his cheeks were slightly red and he hurriedly close

-- You sigh, placing the last box of stuff on the ground. You just need to unpack now. Where to start? You look around at your new house. New walls, new rooms, new everything. It's all happening so fast, your brain can't even process it all. You run your hand along the side of a snowy white wall, admiring the rough texture. Your bare feet feel carpet, soft as silk, then a clash of cold, icy marble as it touches the tiles. Suddenly, you feel arms around your waist. You giggle, knowing who the arms belong to. "Hey, Connor," you turn in an instant and your mouth finds his. He brushes his tongue over your lip while kissing you, then pulls bac

(Note: This is part of a trade with ~MionOfDeath (https://www.deviantart.com/mionofdeath) and is also my third time doing an x reader fic.) You sat on the couch in the living room of Slender Manor alone. You had the TV on some random channel cause nothing was really on. Suddenly the front door opened and slammed shut. Your thoughts of who it may be were confirmed when a certain killer in a white hoody came in, face covered by his black hair. He came over to the couch, not even trying to get on it right and just flopped down over the arm of the couch face first and into your lap. You heard him grumble something and tried your best not to burst into giggles. "What did you say J

Warning: This story is a little eccentric, and the reader uses some magic. If you’re looking for something slightly different from your normal N5 romance fanfic, then read this story. Please don’t read if you’re biased against fantasy themes (or looking for a lemon). Thank You! *Narrator POV* “What’s this?” Tino asked himself when he reached his room. There before him on the floor was a small envelope. On the square package were the words “Don’t open until you are all together”. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Your POV* You

You sighed as you heard your little baby scream. God dammit Logan... "No claws!" You heard your husband snicker as you entered the living room. Logan was currently holding year-old Olivia, scaring her once again. You placed your hands on your hips as you witnessed the interaction. "Yes claws. It's gonna hurt too, there's gonna be blood everywhere-" Olivia screamed again, "No! Livvy want Mommy's power!" "You're gettin' Daddy's." "No!" She shrieked, on the verge of tears. Logan kissed her cheek, "Don't cry baby, it won't be so bad. Just be careful not to nick yourself in the face-" "No! Livvy gon' have Mommy's power an' not gon' ha'e c

It was a cold night in New York. You were working late tonight at the diner, some little kids decided that it would be fun to throw cake around. Since you were the newest member to the diner family, you were the one assigned to clean up the mess, making you stay later than the normal time. “Thank you (y/n)!” Your boss shouted to you as you walked out of the diner, “I’ll make sure you get that bonus!” You laughed and waved goodbye before putting in your earphones and starting the journey back to your warm home. You tugged your coat closer to your body as a cold chill ran down your spine. You looked behind you as

Stockholm Syndrome (Yandere!Kanrki x Female!Reader) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ How long has it been now? Staring up at the ceiling of the basement after countless hours of just lying on the bed you had been graciously provided by your host, you begin to feel your numb body drift in your own thoughts about your captivity. Exactly how long have you been confined to this cold dark basement with only a single lamp as your light source? You couldn’t be sure anymore. It seemed like only yesterday that you had made an escape attempt only to be ‘gently’ instructed afterwards as to the

Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler Fanfic Chapter 7: While the Cat's Away Crack! Creeeak, SMASH! “AAAAAAAH!! I’ve gone and done it agaaain!” Finny cried, holding his hands to his head. “And after I got scolded just yesterday for breaking the young master’s stick! Mister Sebastian will yell at me agaaain!” he wailed. Interrupted from your dusting of the books in Ciel’s library (which you had noticed needed a cursory dust yesterday when you had borrowed your book) by the loud ominous noises coming from outside, you climbed down from the ladder you had been up and rushed over to the window. Mey-Rin, who had b