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#41 “I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

The title pretty much sums everything up. Also I kinda suck at summarizing this kind of stuff. 

Word count: 1720

Author: @chrixa

Thank you to the lovely anon who requested this with Peter Parker! I’m sorry if it took some time writing this, my brain got jammed for a while. Hope you like it! 

PS: Also thank you to my bae @stvrktony who helped me write this. x

You were relaxing in your bed in your spacious room in Stark Tower, Dad really overdid himself in making your room comfortable, reading a rather good book and just enjoying your evening. Sipping into the hot chocolate that Nat made earlier (she makes the best hot chocolates, mind you), you sigh in contentment. You had a great and peaceful day, as peaceful as a Stark can get though, but still, it was rare to have days like this. 

“Ms. Stark, your father says dinner is ready,” FRIDAY’s voice interrupted your thoughts and you willed yourself to get out of bed. 

“Right, thanks, FRIDAY.”

“Anytime, Miss.” And with that you got down to the dining room where everyone is gathered round. You sat on your usual seat which is between Dad and Wanda and received a couple of ‘hey’s and smiles, which you returned gratefully. 

“Anything exciting today?” Your dad asked you as he hands you your plate. 

“Besides Nat’s hot chocolate? Nah, don’t think so,” you shrugged. 

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Stay

Relationship: SPN Cast X Sister!Reader

Words: 3,468

Summary: After fighting for so long, the Reader finally loses her battle to depression. But when she gets a visit from a little divine intervention, she’s able to see that everyone means something to the world.

Warnings: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!! Suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt (pretty graphic), self-hate, depression, lots of angst. Please, please, please read with caution.

Tagging: @mysaintsasinner @deathtonormalcy56

A/N: This is some super heavy stuff, guys. You’ve been warned.

A single tear traced your cheek, sliding around the curves of your tired features, before splashing quietly onto the paper below. With an unsteady hand, you placed the pen down on the counter, and stared unseeingly at the note in front of you.

This was it. Your final words. They would come in here, your friends, the men who had become your family, after everything was said and done, to clean out your trailer, and you hoped they would understand. Hoped they would read the note and see that this was for the best – for everyone.

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MY BLOODY EVERYTHING (Newt x reader)

Request:

Hey so could you write that scene where newt dies a little differently where he lives because his gf saves him thank you so much

Yeah of course ❤️💟 this has been on my mind too anyway 🤫😅

From the distance you could hear loud grunts and some ear piercing shouts as you ran even faster than before. Up the stairs, then around the block, eventually you found what you were looking for, but the sight you had to take in wasn’t so pleasant.

You just saw Thomas hitting out a gun of Newt’s hand. But Newt didn’t wait, he attacked Thomas right away, jumping on him, hitting him, kicking him in every way it was possible.

Thomas was laying on the ground as Newt hit him again and again. You ran to them shouting louder and harder than you have ever done in your life “Newt stop!”

As soon as the worlds left your mouth his movements stopped. He slowly turned his head towards you. He was already half crank and it broke your heart, but you had to go on. You had to win time, so the others could give him the serum.

You took a deep breath and stepped towards him, yet he still didn’t move. You had no idea what was gonna happen, and honestly you were terrified that nothing was left from your Newt, but still you kept getting closer and closer.

“Y/N, don’t.” Thomas warned you, and the moments the words left his mouth Newt screamed in a way you were sure you were gonna go deaf. You were too busy covering your ears, you didn’t see Newt knocking Thomas out and then charging towards you violently.

He came at you, and the both of you fell on the ground. His hands quickly found their way around your neck, chocking you with such a force, you didn’t knew was possible. You could feel the oxygen leaving your whole body, slowly fading away into something that was like a deep slumber. With everything you’ve had, you swung your right leg and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Newt fell next to you, and while your kick slowed him down a bit, he was on foot again in no time.

Luckily you were faster as you straddled him and tried to hold him down.

“Thomas!” You tried to wake him up while struggling to keep a screaming and kicking Newt on the ground “We’re running out of time here!”

But no answer came and you couldn’t leave Newt. You looked down at him and your face softened. He seemed so… far away.

“Love” you whispered as you could feel a tear coming down your face. “Newt, please.” You begged for him to come back to you, to be himself again, the loving, determined, calm Newt you fell in love with. You felt desperate and deep down you felt yourself losing the last little spark of hope you had in yourself. “Goddamit Newt, listen to me! This isn’t you, you have to fight this shit and beat it!” You shouted at him. “You can’t let this take you away from me, you can’t let it take over you! Please!” But Newt didn’t seem to care a thing about what you were telling him as he finally found a way out of your grasp and hit you hard in the chest.

You fell back and for a few moments you couldn’t breath properly. By the time you caught your breath, Newt was on the top of you holding a knife in his hands, aiming at you. He started pushing it into you and you grabbed his wrists, pushing him away from you.

For a moment time seemed to freeze for you as you were just laying there, under Newt, who was about to end your life. You were still keeping the knife away from your chest, but it was just a matter of seconds before you ran out of all your remaining power. You closed your eyes and decided it’s better to die by Newt than to kill him. You would never be able to do that no matter what. Even if the whole humanity’s faith would depend on it, you just wouldn’t be able to do it. You loved him too much. One last time you let that warm feeling fill you up.

From corner of your mouth your tried to smile at him as you opened your eyes. “It’s alright Newt.” You said. “I’m alright.” You told him softly and his eyes seemed to change a bit, but you were sure by now it was all your imagination. “I love you and that’s all that matters. Do it. It’s gonna be okay.” You closed your eyes and let your hands fall to the floor.

You were waiting for the sharp pain in your chest, but it never came. You didn’t dare to open your eyes until you heard a familiar voice.

“You shank, this wasn’t the plan!” You heard Minho’s irritated and angry voice as he grabbed you hard and lifted you from the ground. “I love you, that’s all that matters. I’m alright Newt.” He mimicked you as he still held you strong. “No, no and no! It’s not alright if you give up! You need to fight even if everything in you says not to!”

You couldn’t even register in your mind what he said, all you could think about was Newt. “WHERE IS HE?!” You shouted and pushed Minho off of you and looked around.

You saw Newt laying on the flooring his back, completely still. You looked at Brenda who was kneeling beside him, holding an empty injector in her hand.

“This was supposed to give him time.” She said quietly and looked to the ground. She slowly stood up.

You didn’t even look at her, you just ran to Newt and grabbed his hand strong. You felt like your throat was burning but you finally managed to crack out a few words. “I need you.” You whispered as you pulled his body closer to yours. You could feel everyone’s eyes on you but you didn’t care. “I need you more than I have ever needed anything and more than I will ever need anything in my life.” You paused. “Please Newt.” You turned your head away and tears started to stream down your face fast. You started sobbing, maybe this really was over. Maybe you really did lose him.

You heard a weak cough from Newt’s body’s way, and you thought your mind is a cruel thing to play jokes like this on you. This made you cry even harder than before.

But suddenly the coughing became louder and you looked down at Newt. You couldn’t believe your eyes. He was awake. Don’t get me wrong, he seemed like the worst version of himself, his eyes were half closed, his body seemed so weak and he was dirty as hell, but he was there and he was breathing. He was alive. Newt was alive. You couldn’t believe it.

“Guys!” You called behind your back and then turned back to Newt. “Don’t worry love, you’ll be fine.”

FEW DAYS LATER

You walking towards the room Newt was kept. After getting the temporary antidote, he seemed to wake up, but after a few sane moments he blacked out in your arms immediately.

Not long after he got the vaccine made of Thomas’ immune blood, so he was supposed to be okay. “Supposed to be.” You thought.

You were in safe heaven, you were supposed to start a new life here with Newt. You were supposed to be with Newt. Instead you were alone.

You reached the door and you pushed into ahead and stepped into the room. He was laying on his bed, perfectly still.

You walked beside him and sat down in the chair you have been sleeping in the last few days. You grabbed his hand.

“Hey love.” You greeted him.

Hours passed and you felt yourself give in to your tiredness. You were still holding Newt’s hand.

You woke up to a gentle but steady grab on your hand. You felt more awake than ever. “I’m here, I’m awake. Is everything alright?” You asked rushed, thinking it was Minho or Thomas who woke you up.

But instead your were greeted by the tired eyes of Newt. He was smiling at you.

“Hey love.” He said. His voice was raspy and quiet but you couldn’t have cared less. You couldn’t move as you could feel him sliding over in his bed, making place for you beside him and raising the blanket.

He didn’t have to say anything, you were next to him in less than a second, wrapping your arms around his waist. His body was warm, like it always was. He wrapped his arms around your body protectively and held you tight.

“You came back.” You told him after a while, not moving an inch from his embrace.

“You’re my bloody everything. I couldn’t have left you behind Y/N.” He told you and you only pushed yourself closer to him, if it was possible.

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OMG I feel so happy right now 😅🙏🏼 I wish this happened 😭😭😭

MASTERLIST

MASTERLIST

MASTERLIST PART TWO

NCIS

Gibbs:

Mute

Storms

Trust in you 

Angels

Please come down…

Let it go

Makeup date

Abby 

I’m always here

Dinozzo

Give me a reason

Home

SUPERNATURAL

Gabriel

Not your fault

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six

Part seven

Part eight

LUCIFER X READER

Love me?

CASTIEL X READER

Happy

SAM X GABE:

Christmas

AVENGERS

Tony Stark

Secrets out

Bucky Barnes

Pumpkin carving?

Thor

Candy?

Clint:

Go out with me?

Steve:

I’m sorry

Tradition

SHERLOCK

Sherlock:

Listen

CROSSOVERS

NCIS/Supernatural family business 

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Final

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Part 14 

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Part 28 

fix you | p.p

summary: after fighting mysterio, peter comes back to you in need of a little fixing up; both physically and mentally. stark!reader.

wc: a short, sweet, little bit teary-eyed 900

masterlist | insp.

when your phone rang and you saw peters name pop up along with his contact picture, you didn’t even hesitate to grab your phone as quick as you could, scaring sam in the process as you threw down your uno cards.

“hello?”

“hey, uh… can i get a ride?”

his voice was shaky, his breathing quick, and with no more than thirty seconds into the phone call, you could tell that something was wrong. the way that your stomach twisted with every word that left his mouth just confirmed your thoughts. 

“where are you? i’ll come get you.” 

at this point, you were looking at happy, who was already going to get the jet ready for takeoff. 

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Polar Opposites

Requested: No (Send in requests! Requests are almost always open!)

Warnings: None, really. General fluffiness all around :D

Pairing(s): Sweet Pea x Male Reader

Summary: No one expected Sweet Pea to date a guy, but even if they did, they would have never guessed he’d go after someone as opposite from him as you.

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When Sweet Pea started dating one of the sweetest, if not the sweetest guy in town, everyone was confused. You two were polar opposites. Sweet Pea was a giant hot-headed gang member who couldn’t care less for anyone other than himself and his other Serpents, and you were a small, soft guy who wore oversized sweaters, had almost perfect grades, and loved taking care of stray cats whenever you could.

At first, they actually thought that your entire relationship was a lie, a big prank set up by Fangs and Sweet Pea who somehow got an innocent boy in on it. But then they saw you and Sweet Pea together.

Sweet Pea had told them that he was dating someone about a week before they actually saw you. He hadn’t even formally introduced the group to you when they saw you, so when they caught you two together, they made sure to hide.

They saw you both when Sweet Pea pulled up to Riverdale High on his motorcycle with you clearly pressed up against his back. And as soon as you both got off, his hands were on you.

They could hear you giggling as Pea buried his face in your neck. They could see your hands cup his cheeks and bring his lips to yours, you smiling into the kiss. They knew the love between the both was genuine as soon as you both pulled away with grins on your faces.

Their assumptions were only confirmed even more so when Sweet Pea actually introduced you to them.

Sweet Pea had informed the Serpents that he was bringing you in with him after school, so they would know not to freak out when an outsider came in, or, definitely more in this case, freak out the outsider.

As soon as Sweet Pea entered with you on his arm, the whole place went silent, all eyes trained on the new guy who stole Sweet Pea’s heart.

Your boyfriend brought you in front of the people he hung out with the most: Fangs, Toni, Jughead, and Cheryl. Fangs’s eyes immediately went to your intertwined fingers, a small smirk taking over his features.

“Guys, this is my boyfriend, y/n.” Sweet Pea turned to you. “Y/n, this is my family.”

His smile is soft and contagious, and you can’t help but smiling back. You turn your gaze back to Sweet Pea’s friends and you give a warm smile, waving with your sweater-covered right hand.

“Hi.”

Your voice is smaller than you wanted, and as soon as you spoke, you wanted to shrink. But the assuring squeeze Sweet Pea gave your hand made you puff your chest out slightly in hopes of giving off a vibe of confidence.

The group in front of you was silent. All they did was stare at you silently. It was unnerving to say the least. Fangs glanced at Toni, and they seemed to share a silent conversation.

You slowly moved behind Sweet Pea a bit, your free hand moving to his back. Your heart was pounding in your ears. To say you were nervous would be the biggest understatement you would ever have the displeasure of hearing. You moved behind Sweet Pea even more at the thought.

“Sweets,” you whispered, your hand on his back fisting his jacket tightly to the point of your knuckles turning white.

“Oh my god!” Cheryl exclaimed, leaving Toni’s grasp on her waist to move towards Sweet Pea.

“He is so adorable!” She grins up at your Sweets who gives an amused smile in return.

Your eyebrows furrow. ‘Adorable? She thinks I’m adorable?’ You thought to yourself. You slowly made your way back to Sweet Pea’s side, pressing yourself against him. Everyone was smiling now.

Fangs was the first to get up. He stretched an open hand to you quickly, which you flinched back from initially. After a second, you slowly put your hand in his, the sleeves of your sweater slightly obstructing your hand from touching his completely.

“I’m Fangs, Sweet Pea’s best friend, basically. Nice to meet the guy who he talks about all the goddamn time,” he says with a chuckle, a side glance being thrown at Sweets. “Not gonna lie, you’re not what I was expecting as a partner of his, but I’m definitely pleasantly surprised.”

You smiled, muttering a quiet thank you. The others in front of you made their introductions, you getting more confident as time passed. Your giant of a boyfriend stayed beside you through it all, making sure you weren’t too uncomfortable with all the touching and new people.

As soon as all the introductions were over, everything was much more lively in the Serpents’ Den. With time, you knew you would grow to love the people and the atmosphere there. You didn’t know how you knew, you just did. Even if you didn’t, you’d still have Sweet Pea with you through it all.