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It's not your fault (Baek Yoonho x Gn reader hurt/comfort)

Request: Nope

Pairing: Baek Yoonho x Gn reader (married)

Synopsis: After the Jeju Island Raid, as the guild master, Baek Yoonho has to keep going. However, as his partner, you see the cracks.

Tw: SPOiLER FOR S2 OF SOLO LEVELING, brief mention death

Notes: We need more fanfic with this man.

Coping the loss of someone can be different for everyone. For Baek Yoonho, as the White Tiger’s guild master, work was for him the easy way to trying to forget what happen during the Jeju Island raid. Of course, at the end, the threat was killed thanks to Sung Jinwoo and his shadow and the world was safe again.

You remember the blur of emotions when you saw your husband coming back home alive after seeing him deeply wounded by the Ant monster. It was a mix of relief and happiness that quickly turned into pure sadness as Yoonho dropped the bad news: Min Byung-Gyu has been killed during the raid. His best friend is dead. You cried so much that day, in the arms of Yoonho, who tried to stay strong for you but you felt his body shake and saw his eyes with unshed tears.

Some weeks after the raid, everything went back to a sense of normality. The grief was still there in both of your hearts but as a guild master, Baek needed to keep going without failing his teammates. Filling his time with more paperwork every day, it was now a regular pattern for your husband to come home late when you are already asleep. You only saw each other in the morning, however his growing eyebags didn’t get unnoticed even if you don’t have his sharp perceptive ability. Understanding the situation, you are not mad at him for it, on the contrary. You know that Byung-Gyu’s death took a toll on Yoonho, what was worrying you is the fact that he doesn’t want to talk about it, that he is keeping everything for himself, carrying this burden along with his charge of Guild Master and S-rank Hunter. You need to help him; he was there when you were grieving, so it’s your turn to show that you are here for him.

One night, when you were already in bed like always, you heard the entrance door open and recognized the footsteps of your husband around the apartment. You heard him coming toward your shared room, enter it slowly to not make any noise to not disturb you (even if you were not sleeping) and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, washing off the day at the guild. When Yoonho came out, he was wearing a simple white tee-shirt and his boxer and quietly slipped under to cover, his back turned to you.

You heard his sight of tiredness, making your chest ache a bit in your ribcage. It’s now or never. Softly, you moved toward your husband and your arms went around his torso and waist, one hand on his beating heart, your head in the crook of his neck, spooning him. It was rare for you to be the big spoon but this time it was what he needed. Feeling his body tense a bit and then relax a bit in your hold, one of his hands gripped the one on his heart.

“Did I wake you up? I’m sorry sweatheart.”

“No, it’s okay.”

A heavy silence fell between the two of you. You can actually feel the tension and exhaustion in his entire body.

“Tiger?”

He hummed at the nickname. Before speaking, your hold tightens and you think about the right word to say:

“I…I know that loosing someone is hard, especially Byung-Gyu, and I know that I’m so far away from what you are going through but I just want to let you know that…That I’m here for you. As a listener, as a friend, as your partner...It worries me to see you building a shell around you when you are hurting. I can see it and I want to help you…like you helped me. You don’t have to be strong with me, I’m just Y/N, your partner… So please, talk to me so we can share your grief, so you’re not alone in this, I’m here for you, my love.”

Yoonho didn’t answer right away, making you worry that your choice of words was not correct and that you just upset him more. What you did not except, was for him to bring your conjoined hands for a soft kiss. His body was still stiff and he was still not facing you but you felt with the gesture and the shaking of his hand, a small crack on the wall he builds around his own heart.

“I saw him again after his death.”

Your eyes widened at his confession, but you keep your mouth shut.

“Hunter Sung resurrected him as a shadow to heal hunter Cha from a fatal wound, which he did. It was real, he was real. But you know that he always hated violence, always hated fight, that’s why he was a healer… Why he retired before the raid.”

You nodded your head, showing that you are listening and quickly you sensed what was going on inside his mind.

“When Hunter Sung let his shadow go, as I asked for respect of his choice, he…he smiled at me like he knew what I was thinking, like he wanted to tell me that-“

His body was shaking now and Yoonho tried to stop the sob that wanted to come out. Your heart broke at the sight and you usher him softly to turn over and face you. When he did, you saw his eyes were filled with tears that were threatening to spill. Placing a hand on his cheek, you finished his sentence.

“That it was not your fault.”

Those simple words were the final straw for his tears to roll slowly. Grief and guilt are not the best combination for someone like your husband, when the death of his comrade is affecting him so much.

He was fully crying in your arm now, sharing his pain with you and letting go of all the emotion he kept for himself. And you were her to welcome it, tightening you grip around him with both arms, mumbling words affection and slightly tracing circle on his back to sooth him. The two of you stayed like that for a long time until his tears dried out. When your eyes locked on each other, it was not the S-rank hunter that was looking at you but your grieving husband. You wiped the remaining tears off and you placed a soft kiss on his lips.

“You are not at fault for his death.”

Yoonho was ready to argue but you cut him off, wanting him to listen to you.

“He knew the risk when he chose to be in this raid like you or Jong-in. Death and Hunter will always be tied together.”

“He was retired when he decided to come for the raid, and because of what? Because of me, because I told him that I was going to Jeju Island!”

“But he chose for himself.” you looked at him with understanding and fondness. “He could have just let go of this idea and go back to retirement but he didn’t, because he was an amazing hunter, because even if he hated violence, he wanted to help as much people as he could. He wanted to help you like always when you were a team. I know it’s not fair and I know that it hurts but the smile he sent you was not for you to feel guilt about his death but for you to remember him for his determination and devotion.”

You smiled at your husband with only sympathy and gentleness in your eyes. He sighs shakily and brought you in his arms this time, his forehead on the center of your collarbones.

“I was a shitty husband for the past few weeks, huh?”

“No, you were just grieving and in pain and that is completely fine Tiger.”

“When are going to stop using this one?”

You chuckled teasingly: “Never.”

Yoonho shook his head, a small smile on his lips. With your arms around each other, he finally found a place where he does not have to be strong all the time.

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Thank you so much for reading this, I really hope that you liked it! :)

Sorry again for my grammar errors, English is not my first language :)

I saw your Pedro fic and I wanted to request one as well, if you want to obviously. Could you make a fic where he has a bad day at work and he comes home and just wants to be in your arms?? male reader please!!

Hello !

I'm sorry it took me some time to write it but it's finally ready and I hope you will like it !

Thanks again for your request :)

It's so cute omg !!!

Pietro Maximoff x GN Reader

Request : Hi !Can I request a Pietro Maximoff (atj) x Gn reader ? It’s the morning after a sexy time and it’s just a loving and cuddly morning with a lot of hugs ?If you decide to write it and if it’s not making you uncomfortable, please take your time to create it :) (your fics are amazing !)Thank you !

Type : Fluff, with a bit of spice

Relationship : Getting together

Summary : In the morning Pietro reveals his romantic side with breakfast in bed and cuddles

Warnings : So Fluffy you’ll throw up, pancakes

The avengers all live together in the compound and obviously Pietro survived Ultron

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Your eyes slowly opens, letting rays of sunshine blind you softly, squinting your eyes you pull the blanket over your head, moaning a complain.

As your awaken under the covers, memories of the night before come back to you. Pietro and you pressed up against one another, both moaning in pleasure and hips thrusting harshly. Nightly activities that had last for hours before you both collapsed onto your bed, breathless, falling asleep almost instantly.

As you remember it all, your hands run up your body, checking that yes, indeed, you were still naked under the covers of  your bed. Your cheeks began to heat up, leaving you with a hidden red face.

Suddenly, you feel Pietro move by your side. You must have woken him up you thought, though you still hoped it wasn’t your complains that got him out of his peaceful sleep but instead the sun coming through the windows. You knew he hated to be woken up early and you feared he’d get mad if it was your fault, your body tenses up, but all you hear is  a quiet laugh coming from him. Then the covers get lifted up from your face, delicately and Pietro’s blue eyes meet yours. You join him, both of you laughing loudly.

“Good morning my love” He whispers, an obvious grin on his face.

“Hm.. Good morning Pietro” You let out, barely audible.

“Waking up’s hard isn’t” He mocks you, ironic, coming from him.

“Hm Hm very much so, I’m still tired from the night” You tease him.

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Your back hits the wall harshly, sending shivers through your whole body. You let out a brief moan at the collision but quickly enough Pietro’s mouth meets yours, almost desperately, his tongue exploring your the interior of your mouth smoothly, leaving you both breathless. His hands are holding your waist with a tight grip while yours are behind his neck, gripping his hair, holding on for dear life.

“Hm, wait, Pietro, babe, I need to get my pass out to open my door…” You manage to stutter and your bodies separate much to your dislike.

Pietro simply stands there, already picturing you naked as his eyes don’t leave your body a single second. You quickly reach into your pocket, get your card out and unlock your door with a little beep sound. Instantly as your door opens Pietro grabs your legs to lift you up and you now have your legs around his legs and your hands are back behind his neck looking for stability.

“Those are some strong muscles you have there” You laugh.

“You like it babe?”He answered to your remark.

“Very much” You whisper with a grin.

Finally close to your bed he lays you down with care, place a quick kiss onto your lips before going to close your door.

“Let’s get in started Y/N” He says as he approaches you again. A big smile forming on his lips.

-_-_-_-_-_-_ End of Flashback  -_-_-_-_-_-_-_

His head flops back into the bed frame with a little thud, a huge smile had formed on his lips. His arms are crossed behind his head, exposing his naked bust. Sending you shivers, and a flashback of last night; you with your head buried in his chest, moaning his name.

-_-_-_-_-_-_  Flashback   -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

“Oh my god Pietro! Faster! Please!” Your loud moans echoing in the room. As Pietro grunts on top of you.

-_-_-_-_-_-_  End of Flashback  -_-_-_-_-_-_

With a new desire for contact again, you throw your arm over his stomach and lay your head on his chest. His body temperature is still very high though naked and it warms your very own naked structure.

“Last night was great, and I mean, really, really great Y/N” Pietro says as his left arm comes down to find yours. His fingers starting to draw figures on your skin. Your eyes closes back from the pleasure.

“Hm yes, I had lots of… fun.”Your voice was still unsteady.

Pietro laughs sweetly before placing a kiss on your head, one of his hands finds its way to your hair and he starts petting it. You relax into his touch, and to give him some affection as well, your hand on his chest begins to caress his side slowly and your lover lets out a deep sigh of pleasure. You two love birds stay laid together that way for a long time, enjoying the feeling of each other’s skin, breathing in the other’s smell, and you listening to his heartbeat that had a very calm rhythm. But time got back to you as your stomach growled, you were hungry.

“Someone’s hungry!” Pietro remarks.

“Hm yeah, actually I’d kill for some food right now”You realise as you speak that you were in fact very hungry since you haven’t eaten since yesterday and it was now 10am.

As ou finish your sentence, you feel Pietro removing himself from under you with care.

“Alright, you stay there I’ll make us breakfast”He somewhat orders.

Not leaving you time to answer, he speeds his way into clothes and then out of the room. You were now all by yourself in your room, left naked in your bed. Naked… You realise now is a good time to put your clothes back, nothing complicated, just sweats, after all you didn’t have anything planned today so why dress up. Up and wandering around in your room, your gaze lends on your mirror and you can’t help but blush as you spot hickeys colouring your neck and collarbone. You feel like screaming from joy right now, last night was one of the best in your life and you’ll be sure to never forget it. After a few minutes you decide to go back into bed and wait for Pietro there. You didn’t have to wait too long as your lover came back, holding a plate full of pancakes in one hand and two cups of hot chocolate in the other.

“Hey Y/N darling, I know you missed me but I’m back now don’t worry” He says, smiling.

“I did miss you actually Pietro” You smile back at him.

You move a bit to the side of the bed and straightening the covers so the speedster can put the breakfast down on the bed. After he makes sure everything is standing straight and won’t fall over and dirty the covers, his eyes lift up and meet yours, his smiles instantly grow wider.

“Can I kiss you again?” He asks.

You simply nod in response. Your lips meet sweetly, the kiss was very tender with no sexual innuendos behind it. His hand moves up to your cheek cupping your head in a loving manner. And the both of you keep kissing the other again and again until another growl is heard coming from your stomach making you both laugh.

“Okay let’s eat now”You decide.

Follows a sweet scene of you and Pietro eating breakfast, alternating between comfortable silences and laughs, with loving side-glances being throw every now and then. When you’re finished eating, Pietro quickly run and put everything away before coming back and going back to bed with you.

“So I was thinking…”He starts.

“Oh you were”You joke.

“Shush Y/N this is important”He laughs.

“Right, go on”You simply say looking at him with a bit of concern.

“So I was thinking… that I really like you, and after last night I can now state that you like me back”He looks at you and you nod “so… I was wondering if you would… be in a relationship with me?”To relax the mood he wiggles his eyebrows as he says the last part.

“Yes, yes I definitely would Pietro”You nod frantically.

“YES! that’s nice, cool, great” He seems really excited and relieved.

Your head slowly finds it’s way back to his chest.

“It’s really cool”You whisper to yourself.

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A/N: There you go, thank you for requesting.

I tried something new with the flasbacks, let me know what you think.

!Reminder that english is not my first language, be kind in the comments!

Well I see a handsome boy (Clint Barton x teen!FTM reader)

Pairings: Clint Barton x teen!FTM reader

Synopsis: During a dysphoria episode, Clint is here to remind you you who you are 

Tw: angst,hurt/comfort,crying, talk about dysphoria, Intusive thought, fluff, please don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable

Note: You are all beautiful/handsome

You were having a really bad day, everythings was awful...First, the pills for your insomnia that Bruce gave you didn’t work so you find yourself with another sleepless night, then, your dysphoria came out...

In your bathroom, just looking at your reflection want to make you puke and you became a crying mess. It was not the first time dealing with it, discovering your transidentity made you aware of those problems and how to understand and calm them. But this time, the accumulation of missions plus the lack of sleep made your crisis much worse.

Now on your bathroom floor, you’re trying to steady your breath with exercices but they are not working as a result of a hard breakdown. Still in your head, you didn’t hear your name called by your fellow team mates: the Avengers who are in the kitchen. It’s always the same buzzing sound that completely cuts you out until you hear or “make out” several knoks. 

Unable to tell the person to leaves you alone and not to open the door, you muffled your cries with your hands and tried to be silent even with your sobs. Suddenly, the door opens with a loud sound making you flinch a little and you were seeing a worried Clint, panting:

Clint: It’s like the fourth time we called y-hey are you okay ?

You can’t help but snort and respond with sarcasm:

Y/N: I’m c-crying on my bath-bathroom floor and you ask me if I-I’m okay ? Do I look like I’m fu-fucking okay to you ? 

Clint face softened when he saw the state you were in and he immediately went by your side with a respectful distance.

Clint: Can I hug you ?

He knows your limites and when you shook your head no, he only puts an open hand on the floor for you to take it. Craving for little human comfort, his hand became the most important thing to you so you squeeze it as if your life depended on it. He squeezes back with the same strenght and he gently moved his thumb in a circular motion over your hand while you are crying. 

A few minutes later, you regain your breath, some sniffles can be heard and during your episode, without noticing, you got closer to Clint needing more comfort; He didn’t say anything but his arms were around you in a tight embrace and you do the same. 

Clint: Do you want to talk about it ? 

Y/N: It was just a bad day, it’ll pass

Clint: Nope, don’t do that, it’s not only a “bad day” so talk to me, I’m here kiddo.

The nickname made your heart soft and new tears appears in your eyes.

Y/N: I feel so awful...Why I can’t control anythings today ? Dysphoria is bitch, I hate it, I hate how I look, I hate my chest, I fucking hate myself ! Why I’m not normal like everyone ? Why I have this body...I’ll never be a boy for them. And I’m so tired. I just want one good night of sleep without nightmares or fucking intrusive thoughts.

Clint was right, venting is making you feel a little bit better but the guilt came rapidly.

Y/N: I’m so sorr-

Clint: Don’t.

Y/N:-y.

Clint: Y/N, you did nothing wrong, you don’t have to apologize for telling me that you’re not okay. Like I said, I’m here for you and if venting make you feel a little better then everything’s fine. You know, I’m so proud of you, and all the team think the same. You are always here to help peoples and always so kind and funny with us. You are strong and you're skills are amazing. And well I only see one handsome boy here and plot twist it's not me.

Y/N: Hey no, you're handsome too !

Clint: Thank you but we are not talking about me. We all saw you as a boy because you are a boy Y/N, nothing will changes that. I know that dysphoria is a demon you have to fight but you don't have to do it alone. I am here, Nat are here too and all the team wants to help you kid. We love you for who you are and not for what your head is telling you.

Unable to speak through your tears, you just squeeze Clint more in your arms and he do the same with you.

Y/N: T-Thank you Clint, I needed it.

Clint: You're welcome kiddo, glad I could help you. Now come on, I think Wanda made your favorite.

The both of you get up. You wipe your face with Clint's help and went to join the others. On the way to the kitchen, you spot Pietro who sent you a wave with a smil. You do the same with a smile on your own and he enters the room.

Clint: You should really ask him out.

Y/N: Don't start...

Clint: What !? It's obvous that you two like each other !

Y/N: Clint stop !

He laughs and you nudge him on the shoulder. Well you are definitely blushing now.

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Thank you so much for reading this !I hope you enjoyed this story !

Sorry for my mistakes, english is not my first language :)

Actors and Actors (Timothée Chalamet x GN reader fluff)

Request: Yes

Pairing: Platonic Timothée Chalamet x GN reader fluff

Synopsys: You and Timothée are doing the 'Actors on Actors' interview

Tw: Nothing pure fluff

Note: I wrote it for a friend and I hope you will like it! There is a bit of French in this fic but don't worry the translation is at the end :)

“Here?” you said while pointed to one of the empty chairs.

    The assistant nodded and you sat down, followed by the one and only Timothée Chalamet, your partner for Variety Fair’s famous video ‘Actors on Actors’. When he was finally well-seated, he looked at you and took the nervous smile on your face and the fidgeting of your fingers.

“Hey, everything will be fine, I mean, I know that I am handsome, but I don’t bite.” He said with a cheeky smile, trying to calm your nervous mind. It worked with the laugh you let out at his comment, and you were grateful for his gesture to ease your mind.

To say that you were on edge is an understatement, you were so anxious for today. It was your first time filming a big video like ‘Actors on Actors’ and for a big company like Variety Fair. As a French actor, you got a pretty important role in the movie “The Fall Guy” directed by David Leitch and it was one of the best moments of your career. You had a really good time with everyone on the set and being able to play with so many incredible actors was amazing. With the movie’s good appreciations, Variety have chosen and paired you with Timothée Chalamet after his spectacular performance in “Dune part II” and maybe because the two of you can speak French.

“I hope that you don’t because it was not the plan of filming a horror movie.” You said trying to match his playfulness.

Timothée shrugged with an upside-down smile, and you chuckled back before the interviewer told you that the filming was starting. Both of you readjust your posture in the chairs and you give yourself a small prep talk.

“So, first of all, congratulation on both of your movie, you two gave us amazing acting.”

“Thank you, but we really should congrats more Timothée for his role of Paul Atreides because it was breathtaking!”

“I know right.” He said with a small smirk

“Oh yeah, I mean, how you play this character, the accuracy with the book, everything! I saw this movie so many times with how much it impacted me, and I wanted to see all the small details that I could have missed. I know that we already talked a little bit about it but does the character of Paul Atreides affected you like he affected the audience?”

You asked him with stars in your eyes. As a lover of the book series, you couldn’t help but gush about it. Timothée took a bit of time to think about it and seeing your excitement made him smile.

“Of course, it was inevitable. Paul is a very complex character to play and engage with. A lot happened to him in the book with his sudden change of scenery in the second part of the first book, I needed to grasp his new attitude and his way of thinking. I am thankful for the help of Denis and his knowledge of the universe; it really helped me understand the character and I know that a part of Paul will always be in me.”

You snort at the way he phrased it and Timothée sends you a wink with a knowing smile while the people around you rolled their eyes playfully or hidden their laugh.

“We always take a small or a big part of the character that we play. For now, and forever, I’ll always sing when their chocolate.” You chuckled.

“Mais maintenant parlons un peu plus de toi* !” You nod, understanding him. “It was your first international movie, right? How did you find it? Saw a lot of difference between French movies?”

 “Le fait qu’il n’y ait aucune baguette au petit-déjeuner, j’ai dû m’adapté…**” You said, faking a tear, while he grins when he saw the look of pure confusion on the face of the filming director.

“To be more serious, it was a wonderful first experience, yes there was differences and at first, I was so scared of doing something the wrong way or saying lines in French, but David quickly reassured me and told me how he liked to work with the actor. Also, my character was a lot on screen with Winston Duke’s so we bound pretty quicky and he gave me a lot of tips that I cherished for next movies. Overhaul, everyone was cool when I made small mistakes, I really appreciate the time on the set, and I saw Ryan Gosling for real, so a win is a win.”

Timothée nodded his head at your answer, and you continue to question and laugh at what the other says. You talked about your different roles, things that inspired both of you and the different countries you went to for a set, cracking jokes between everything and talking with the people around you to share experience. The vibe was chill and you felt yourself not as anxious as before, everything went smoothly. Until…

“QUOI? TU VAS TE COUPER LES CHEVEUX ???***” You said with disbelief, wide eyes looking at the other actor and now friend.

“For a role yes and I need to grow a mustache.” He shrugs again, not seeing the heart breaking look you did.

You throw yourself at the ground, joining your hands together “praying”.

“R.I.P your long curly brown hair…You will be missed”

Timothée laughs loudly at the sight in front of him before showing his face in his hand, joining you fake misery. Grinning, you stood up and dusted your jeans before seating back on your chair.

“A bit dramatic don’t you think huh? It’s just hair.”

“Timmy, it’s the internet.”

He shook his head with a smile, and you raised your hands, shrugging back at him.

“Don’t tell me that I was right when you’ll do the reveal.”

    After this funny moment, the both of you answered some questions left about your career, next projects and about anything else, still laughing at silly jokes and arguing on what is the best French dish. You ended the shooting with agreeing on the Raclette with a handshake and you said again your appreciation.

    You and Timothée left the set and went to the dressing room to change and prepare for the famous ‘Actors on Actors’ shooting photo.

With the vibe of the filming still in the air between the two of you, it was a bit difficult to pose seriously and again laughers filled the room at both of your antics and silliness with the goofiest pose you could ever make together.

Finally, after taking an acceptable shot for Variety, you two leave the place and saw that it was dark outside.

“Man, I’m beat…is it always this exhausting?”

“Yup.”

You groaned and he patted your back affectionally.

“It was your first time; you’ll be used to it don’t worry and you did good. I had an amazing time with you."

You smile gratefully at his side, but you stop when you hear your stomach rumble which made Timothée grin.

“I know a place that make good thing if you’re hungry.”

“Lead the way then!”

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Translation:

*But now, let's talk about you!

**The fact that there were no baguettes during Breakfast...I got used to it

***WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO CUT YOUR HAIR???

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Thank you so much for reading this, I really hope that you liked it! :)

Sorry again for my grammar errors, English is not my first language :)

You're sick Love (TASM Peter Parker x male reader fluff)

Pairing: TASM Peter Parker x male reader

Synopsis: Peter come to see you aand find you sick, he decides to take care of you.

Note: Hello ! It's my first story here and I wrote it for a friend of mine :)

I apologise for the errors, English is not my first language!

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It was the end of his patrol around the city and Peter decide to come to see you. You were not here for high school today and he was worried because you didn't tell him. Swinging to your house, he finally land on the edge of your window. You usually let your window open but like always, the gentleman he is, knocks the glass. He wait little seconds but you don't come to see him, hell your room was so dark that maybe you're not here tonight.

Peter: Weird...Maybe he's sleeping.

Peter slide open your window and carefully enter your bedroom. He takes off his mask but the light wasn't the best ,and with a beautiful move, Peter was now on his butt with a loud sound. The intention of not wake you up failed when you turned the light on. The both of you look at each other with shock before laughing.

Peter: Hey Love.

Y/N: Hi Pete.

Peter: Sorry, it was not my intention to wake you.

Y/N: Well I didn't know there were spider who are make you up, interesting.

Peter: Yeahn they're new especially in New York.

You two laugh again before you start coughing a lot. With a worried gaze, Peter rush to your side and start rubbing your back delicately. You calm down and immediately your boyfriend's hand went on your forehead.

Peter: Wow ! You're burning, lay down I'll go to make you some soup. 

Y/N: It's 2 am baby, don't worry I'm okay. Just come cuddle with me.

Peter: No you're not, so I'll make some soup and I'll come back.

Y/N: Yeah spidey.

Peter: I love you.

You send him back a "I love you" back and Peter went to your kitchen. You can't help it but smile at how cute he was, you're really lucky to have him. You lay down and slowly you're eyes become heavy before slowly falling asleep.

Peter come back a few minutes later with a cup of a hand made soup and a blanket. He see you sleeping and feel a little guilty about waking you but it was for your health. Peter come near you and pet you hair slowly but you don't move, he shakes his head with a little smile.

Peter: Love, I know sleep is really great but you must eat something. Please wake up.

He pocks your cheek and this time, with a groan, you're now awake. Peter flash you a grin and give you the cup for you to drink it. You didn't know that he knows cooking but it was really delicious and warm. After finished it, Peter take it and put it on your desk, he smile at you with adoration in his eyes. You wanted to smile but instead a cold air make you sneeze and for Peter it was the most adorable sounds you make.

Y/N: Sorry about that.

Peter: It was absolutely adorable.

Y/N: Pfff, you're tired Parker. It was not cute

Peter: It was.

Y/N: It wasn't.

Peter: Yeah it was and you can't change my mind. 

You rolled your eyes at your stubborn boyfriend and quietly laugh with him. You lay down on your bed again and Peter join you rapidly.

Y/N: You'll be sick too.

Peter: Don't care, let me take care of you and cuddle you. And don't worry my immune system is he best in the world. Your sickness can't win with Spiderman in front of her.

Y/N: Ah yes, I'm sorry, my boyfriend is the amazing Spiderman.

Peter arms were now around your body and your head were on the crock of his neck. You both stay in this relaxing position and you start falling asleep rapidly. Peter arms hugs you more and place small kisses on your hair and forehead, you lean your body completely on his and you kiss his neck.

Y/N: Thank you so much for this...I love you baby

Peter: No problem Love, you really got me worried when you didn't show up today and didn't respond to my messages.

Y/N: I'm sorry, I just sleep all day

Peter: Yeah and now sleep because you need it.

Y/N: Yes mom.

Both of you slightly laugh at your joke and rapidly, in the arms of each other, you fall asleep on your boyfriend.

Peter: Goodnight my love, get better soon.

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A few days later:

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Thank you so much for reading this, I really hope that you liked it! :)

Sorry again for my grammar errors, English is not my first language :)

I LOVED IT DUDE! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

Hello my friend!

Can I request a Bob x male reader (he/they) and it's a movie night! Like it can be platonic, romantic, whatever you want !

Maybe it is some time after the event during thunderbolt, and they are in the Tower. It's like a bounding time for the new avengers?

I just want to give him a big hug because he deserves it you know 🥹 (Love him so much)

(like always, your fanfics are amazing)

Thank you !!

Thunderbolts x Male reader / Bob Reynolds x Male reader

Type: fluff/comfort

Relationship: romantic with Bob

Summary: On one of Alexei’s imposed movie nights, reader decides to show the team Dear Evan Hansen which seems to really affect them.

Set after the events of Thunderbolts

No use of Y/N

He/they pronouns for reader

1438 words

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They called themselves the New Avengers. However when the team consisted of Bucky, an ex hydra assassin, Yelena, an ex-widow, Alexei, a Russian captain America bootleg, John, a failed new Captain America who had killed an innocent in front of a lot of people, Ava, a shield reject turned mercenary, [reader], the last survivor of hydra’s augmented people since Wanda had passed, who had multiple times rejected the Avengers title and, Bob, the mystery man, it was hard for the public to see them as a good replacement of the original Avengers.

None the less, a few months after the events with the void the team had settled into a comfortable routine in the Avengers tower. Said routine was especially adored by Alexei, who was the proud creator of weekly karaoke night, weekly game night and weekly movie night. All which was had obligatory attendance for every member of the team.

Tonight was movie night.

“A musical, really?” groans Walker, resting his head on the back of the couch on which he had decided to take up a lot of space.

“Yes, a musical, John. You know there isn’t just action movies in life.” [reader] responded semi-harshly as he sat down on the other end of the couch.

“I thought we were watching Top Gun.” Yelena says as she enters the room with popcorn and other snacks, putting them down on the table for everyone to enjoy.

“No that’s next week, that’s Bob’s movie choice, tonight is mine.” The young man smiles at her as she offers him some chocolate. “I’m sure you’ll like it.” The ex-widow simply hums and goes to sit down.

“And when is it MY turn to choose the movie?” Walker interjects.

“Never.” Ava says suddenly reappearing next to John and scaring the shit out of him.

“Jesus dude, I told you to stop doing that!” The ex-soldier yells.

Everyone else laughs, even Alexei as he steps into the room. “She got you good Mister Walker.”

Alexei sits down next to Yelena and she leans slightly onto him. Ava chooses to lay on the floor close to the snacks table. Bucky arrives soon after and sits between Alexei and Walker. A few minutes later Bob arrives.

“I finished doing the dishes, we can start now.” He says quietly.

“Thank you Bob.” [reader] says sending him a warm smile and patting the space next to him on the couch. An invitation that the other young man cannot resist.

As everyone is settled with their snacks ready, the movie starts to play. The movie is about high school student Evan struggling with mental health. When another student, Connor, commits suicide people start believing Evan was his friend as they find a letter Evan wrote to himself in the student’s bag. Evan not wanting to explain that he writes letters to himself and seeing this as an opportunity to get closer to his crush, the dead student’s sister, fakes having been Connor’s friend.

“So they were friends?” John asks.

“No they were not.” Alexei answers.

“But we see them hanging out now.” continues Walker.

“It’s a representation of what Evan is writing in the fake e-mails dumbass, this is not real Connor.” replies Ava.

As the movie escalates and Evan’s mental health gets worse when his faking of the friendship is revealed [reader] feels Bob tense against them. The young man looks at him, Bob feeling eyes on him turn to look at [reader] who has a worried look on their face.

“I’m okay.” whispers Bob.

The chorus of the song starts:

‘On the outside, always looking in.

Will I ever be more than I've always been?

'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass.

I'm waving through a window’

[reader] hears Bob’s breath start to quicken.

‘So I wait around for an answer to appear

While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass

I'm waving through a window, oh

Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?’

Suddenly Bob stands up.

“I need to pee.” He says in a shaky voice before almost running out of the room.

[reader] quickly follows Bob out of the room. The others notice but are too into the movie to join the situation, they know anyway that if anybody can handle Bob it’s [reader], so their attention goes back to the song.

“Bob? Bob are you okay?” the young man asks as Bob sits down in the kitchen his head in his hands and breathing fast. “hey look at me, I’m with you okay.” [reader]’s hands are on Bob’s knees as he kneels in front of him. “I’m right there… I see you.” The young avenger leans their head onto Bob’s, closing their eyes and breathing loudly but slowing as a way to try make Bob’s breathing match theirs. It works, Bob’s breathing slows and [reader] feels the man’s arms around him, hugging him, so they hug him back. “Bob?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine now. Thank you.” The blue eyed man says as he pull away and look at the person in front of him in the eyes.

“Okay, do you want to talk about it now or do you want to go back to the others and finish the movie?” [reader] asks.

“I want to finish the movie.” He whispers.

“Okay, let’s go.” [reader] takes Bob’s hand in theirs and guides him back to the living room. The two of them sitting back in the same places, only slightly closer this time and holding hands for comfort. The others don’t even notice they’re back.

‘Today. It feels a little closer’ the shot shifts from Evan to the apple orchards before fading to black and the credits start. [reader] turns the lights back on.

“Waw… that was...”Starts Yelena, her head in her dad’s lap.

“Yeah.” Agrees Bucky.

“I told you guys it was good.” the young man sighs.

“Walker are you crying?” Ava suddenly says.

“N-No what the fuck?” The military man asserts.

As everyone turns to look at him they notice his red eyes.

“Oh my god you WERE crying!” Yelena says excitedly as she sits back up.

“No I was not! I was basically sleeping through the movie from how boring it was.” Walker tries to lie.

“You know it’s okay I cried too.” Bob says quietly, making everyone turn toward him this time.

[reader] smiles at him. “So did I.”

“I might have shed a tear as well.” Ava joins.

“I still have tears in my eyes.” Adds Yelena.

“My face is very wet. Touch it, it’s so wet.” says Alexei.

“I could have cried.” Bucky finally joins the group.

“Yeah okay so we’re all crybabies, you guys happy?” Groans John.

“Very.” [reader] says. “But since everyone cried, just checking, is everyone okay?” The young man chuckles. A series of “yeah” and “I’m fine” echo in the room.

“Okay no fuck that shit guys, improvised group therapy now. Come on.”

The team groans but don’t complain much more. Group therapy happened a lot around here, scheduled or not.

“I-I got emotional with the song ‘Waving Through a Window’, it reminded me of how I feel useless or invisible sometimes.” Bob confesses.

“You’re not useless.” Says Bucky.

“Yeah, we see you Bob.” continues Yelena. She take a deep breath before starting “I related to Evan, the loneliness he felt.”

“You’re not alone Lena.” Alexei smiles at her.

“None of us are.” [reader] speaks up and squeezes Bob’s hand that still was in theirs.

“I related to Connor, being mean feels easy when you’re in pain.” Ava says looking down.

“yeah, it does.” John whispers.

Silence falls in the room. Everyone taking the other’s states and confessions in when a chuckle is heard, Bob’s chuckle. [reader] turns to him raising an eyebrow inquisitively. The two look at each other and start laughing. Yelena and Ava look at each other as well before joining the fit of laughter.

“What’s happening?” asks Walker.

The whole team starts laughing either from the awkwardness of the situation or because the others laughing is making them laugh.

“What a team.” Says Ava.

“The dream team! The Avengerzzz!” yells Alexei.

Groans are heard.

“Please stop with that” Yelena tells her dad.

“Alright, good movie and good group therapy, I’m going to my room now. Good night.” Bucky says as he stands up and leaves. Everyone answers good night.

Soon enough everyone has gone back to their rooms except for Bob and [reader]. The two stay sat close and holding hands. Discussing every detail of the movie. The night continues on and they don’t move, eventually falling asleep, both leaning on each other, their fingers intertwined.

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English is not my first language.

A little short by I hope you’ll like it.

So what's your name? (Platonic Bad Omens X trans man Reader fluff/comfort)

Request: Nope

Pairing: Platonic Bad Omens x trans man reader

Synopsis: You came out as trans FTM to your friends, the Bad Omens boys.

Tw: brief mention of self-harm, self-loathing and dysphoria

Notes: You are all amazing and loved <3

Thank you @louis-the-french-one for beta reading this fanfic.

(picture found on Pinterest, not mine)

Today was the day you had decided to come out as a trans man to Bad Omens. You were friends with Folio and when he joined the band, he kind of dragged you with him for the adventure because: “everyone will love you and you are important for the group” he had said, to which you shrugged but you still went with it. You didn’t know that this decision would lead you to meet those who would become your best friends.

You helped with the merch selling during tours and would help Matt as much as you could so as to not feel like you were doing nothing. It made your relationship with the different boys grow a lot and you will be forever grateful. With Folio, nothing has changed, you two stayed best friends and will forever. There are still funny banters and playful teasing between you two, but you know that you can go to him if anything happens. His smile, as always, lights up your day. With the others, you had slowly gained their friendship and trust, you would often watch anime with Noah and would give each other recommendations; it slowly became a routine after shows or simply when in the house you all share. You bounded with Nicholas through his cats. You saw a photo of them one day, and as an animal lover, couldn’t help but to marvel at them, which later led to you showing pictures of your family pet to him and him more photo of his to you, the conversation flowing naturally between you and him. You were a bit intimidated by Jolly at first, but it quickly went away when you two talked about your respective home countries; you found his calm nature grounding.

So, you know that everything will be fine, they’re your friends, it is not a big deal, they’re not going to hate you, right? Of course, it is a big deal! You don’t come out as a transgender man like you say hello! You started overthinking again, and your mind found itself flooded with ‘What ifs’ of every bad scenario you could think about. Lost inside your own mind, you didn’t hear the different footsteps approaching you and someone sitting next to you on the sofa. You came to your senses when a hand was waved in front of your face, Folio’s. You jumped a little and turned around to be faced with Folio’s concerned expression.

“Dude, are you okay?”

“Yup, why?”

“You were zoning out for a solid minute when we arrived and you didn’t answer when I called your name.”

When Folio said “we”, you quickly looked around and saw that everyone was here, looking at you. You run your hand on your face and send them an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, I just have a lot going on in my mind.”

“You want to talk about it?” says Noah, sitting on the plush armchair next to you.

You stiffen a bit, which doesn’t go unnoticed by everyone. Folio places a hand on your knee, squeezing softy.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to, no pressure!”

Your fingers started fidgeting, anxiously doubting again if it is really a good idea to tell them now. However, you know that you can’t do it anymore, feeling the itch on your skin every time you hear your deadname, wanting to crawl out of your body because of dysphoria, all the scars…You couldn’t take it anymore, you need to tell your best friends. You breathe in and out trying to calm your nerves and to think about how you are going to tell them.

“I…I actually have something to tell you guys…”

            They all nod their head; Folio’s finger was still tracing random shapes on your knee while Jolly and Nick came to sit closer to you as well on the other sofa. Their presences were not pressing which eased you a bit. Exhaling nervously, you looked down and blurted out:

“I’m a boy.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. The silence you received from them made you start to overthink again. Did I say it too quickly? Are they gonna accept me? Of course, they’re gonna accept it… and again, and again. Lost in your own thoughts, you were still not facing them. You couldn’t see the kind look in their eyes and the gentle smile on their lips so you ramble anxiously:

“I mean, I’m trans and I’ve always been a boy but I didn’t tell you because I was scared of rejection and I’m sorry because I know that you would never do that but my mind always took over and made me think of all the bad possible outcomes and-“

            Stopping yourself from rambling, you breathed in and out to calm yourself down, and finally found the courage to look at them with a timid stare. Folio sighed and brought you into a side hug, your head finding itself in the crook of his neck.

“You don’t have to apologize you know… it’s a lot to come out and I can speak for everyone in this room when I say that we’re proud of you for it.”

            All the boys nodded their head, agreeing with Folio. Tears were welling up in your eyes but you didn’t want to cry now, you needed to stay strong. Nick quickly came next to you and encircled you with his arms, hugging you tightly.

“And it’s not going to change anything between all of us. You are one of the most amazing persons we’ve met and you’re literally our best friend! We could never hate you; we like you too much for that.”

            Nick smiled softly at you after his little speech which immediately brought out the tears you had been trying to hold back all along. They slowly rolled on your cheeks while you mouthed a ‘thank you’ to all of them. Jolly stood up, went behind the couch and ruffled your hair affectionately, it felt nice, making you lean into this comfortable feeling.

“So, what’s your name?” – Jolly

“Oh yeah, so we don’t deadname you anymore, sorry about that by the way…” – say Folio sheepishly.

            Sitting up, you shook your head at him. You didn’t want them to feel any guilt about this, it was not their fault that you did not tell them sooner, it would not be fair.

“Don’t apologize, you didn’t know so it’s not your fault. I’m not angry or mad or anything. I should have said something sooner.” You sniffed, trying to stop the tears. Noah saw it and quickly left, only to come back with a box of tissues a few seconds later. “My name is Y/N, if you could use it…”

“Of course we are going to use it!” – Nick

“That’s a cool name.” – Jolly

“It suits you.” – Noah

“Let’s welcome you properly! Group hug!” – Folio

            Quickly, you were engulfed by 4 pairs of arms, squeezing the life out of you. Of course, you return it and although you had managed to dry your tears, some rolled again with the support and love you felt in their hug. Yeah, its going to be okay, you don’t have to worry anymore, unless…

“Wait, I need to tell everyone now!” you say, realization in your voice.

“Yeah, but you’re not alone in this now.” Jolly patted your head again after saying it and smirked slightly: “I mean, we could be pretty menacing if someone give you shit about it.”

            Noah nodded his head and you see a determined glint in his eyes which made your laugh.

“I’ll remember that, thank you guys.”

“No problem!”

            After this moment, they did everything they could to help you during tour and in general in your daily life. Supporting you in every step of your transition and cheering when you got your first shot of testosterone. You couldn’t find words to express how grateful you were to be friends with all those amazing people… And indeed, they were pretty menacing when someone gave you shit about your gender.

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Thank you so much for reading this, I really hope that you liked it! :)

Sorry again for my grammar errors, English is not my first language :) and again thanks @louis-the-french-one