Subject 28

Subject 28

Request by madithemagicalfangirl : I wondering if I could get a aos imagine where the team rescue the reader who is a teen off a hydra base where they were training her to be a weapon and didn’t even give them a proper name just like subject 28 or something. The reader has telekinesis (kinda like eleven from stranger things) and they find a family in the team they never had and they teach her about the world and everything since she never got to with hydra and it’s all fluffy and cute in the ending? Thanks!

Of course you can! Sorry for the delay!

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The whole room was painted red as alarms flashed, and all you could hear was a conglomeration of sirens, gunshots and shouting. In an instant you were up against the metal bars of your cell, unable to escape but still wanting to know what was happening. You had gathered from fragments of passing conversations that someone had broken into the base but that was all you knew.

“GET BACK!” a voice shouted and you turned towards the source of the noise just as a flashing device was attached to the door of your cell. Your eyes widened as you realised what was happening and you pushed yourself off the bars as hard as you could, sending your body to the floor at the back of the small room.

You heard a bang before your vision was filled with smoke, then suddenly a pair of hands emerged from the smoke and grabbed onto your arms which you had raised above your head. The sudden contact caught you off guard, allowing your instincts and training to kick in as you ripped your arms out of the mysterious person’s hands and placed a kick where you thought their torso was, causing them to fall to the floor and giving you an opportunity to bolt out of the room.

You ran around the compound which was both familiar and unfamiliar, as you had spent most of your life there but had rarely been outside your cell, only for medical tests and training. You didn’t know where you were going, you just knew you had to run. As you rounded a corner, you heard something like a gunshot but somehow gentler and before you could register that it was you who had been shot, you were falling to the ground, your vision going black.

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You forced your eyes open and blinked rapidly, adjusting to the light which illuminated the small room you were in.

‘Oh great’, you thought, ‘I escape from one cell just to be thrown into another.’

You sat up and glanced around the room. It was mostly empty, just the bed which you were lying on, but outside the cell was a chair and some stairs leading to what you presumed was the only way out.

You had started walking around the cell, getting a feel for the space and checking for any possible escape routes when you heard a door open at the top of the stairs, followed by the sound of footsteps. You sat back down on the bed and watched as three people approached the cell. The first was a male with a stern yet kind face and a lack of hair on the top of his head, dressed in a suit. Next was a female with dark hair, more serious than the first, not showing any emotions on her face and dressed all in black. Lastly was a girl in her early twenties with long brown hair and obviously more relaxed than the other two, dressed in casual clothes and holding a tablet of some sort.

“Hello,” the man said, affirming your guess that he was the one in charge, “how are you feeling?” You didn’t answer and kept staring at the wall directly ahead of you.

“Are you hurt?” He tried, eliciting only a brief shake of the head from you which almost went unnoticed.

“Good, I’m glad. Now, what’s your name?”

“Subject 28.” You replied instantaneously, being used to being asked this on a regular basis.

“I mean, what’s your real name? The one you had before you were taken.” He asked, only gaining a blank stare in reply.

“You do have a name, right? Everyone has a name.” The younger girl said, a look of mild confusion appearing on her face.

“My name is Subject 28.” You repeated.

“Okay, how about this.” The man started, trying to bring an end to the cycle, “What would you like us to call you?” This shocked you as you couldn’t remember the last time in your life when anyone asked you what you wanted. You thought for a moment, remembering your time at the Hydra base. You couldn’t recall ever seeing another name for you on any documentation, but one memory did spring to mind. You remembered a scientist, the only one who ever treated you as something more than an asset. You remembered asking what her name was and thought of her response.

“Y/N,” she had said, smiling kindly at you, “My name is Y/N.”

“Y/N.” You said after a moment. The man smiled gently at your reply.

“Alright then Y/N. We just have a few questions for you. First, do you know where you are?” You shook your head, unable to remember how you ended up in the room. “Next question, do you know where you were before?”

“In a Hydra base.” You replied, remembering the symbol printed all over the walls and the constant repetition of the phrase ‘Hail Hydra’.

“Good. Last one, do you know why you were being kept there?” You felt all eyes on you as they waited for your answer.

“They wanted to use my ability against their enemies.” You said, eliciting a shocked sound from the girl.

“What? But she’s not a weapon, she’s a kid!” She cried.

“You think Hydra cares about age?” The other woman responded.

“Sorry, one more question.” The man interjected. “What exactly is your ‘ability’ that Hydra wanted to harness?”

“I can move things by thinking about it.” You said simply.

“You’re telekinetic? No way! That’s so cool!” The girl squealed, earning a look from the other two.

“Would you mind showing us?” The man asked kindly, his tone being one you weren’t used to. You glanced at the group for a moment before nodding, deciding you had nothing to lose, they couldn’t be worse than Hydra was. You stared at the tablet in the girl’s hand and imagined it moving up towards the ceiling. You heard the girl give out a startled yelp as the tablet started floating up until you stopped, allowing it to fall back down.

“Well, Y/N. I think we should introduce ourselves. My name is Phil Coulson, this is Melinda May and Skye. We work for SHIELD, you’re currently on one of our jets. Now it seems to me that you’re not used to being in the outside world, right? What do you say to us letting you out and showing you around a bit, help you to familiarise yourself with your new home?” You were shocked, you barely knew these people and they were offering you a home, something you hadn’t had in a very long time. You looked at them, wary of their unexpected kindness but you couldn’t see any hidden emotions in them, they seemed sincere in their offer.

Slowly you nodded. “I’d like that.”

“In that case, welcome to the team Y/N.” Coulson said. Skye pressed a button on her tablet and whatever was keeping you trapped before disappeared, allowing you to take your first steps out of the cell and into your new life.

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So I’ve been thinking, and I’ve decided that if enough people want it, I’ll write a second part to this where the reader meets the rest of the team and bonds with them as they teach her about life. If you guys want to see that, let me know.

4: Video game I play to chill, not to win?

Any of the Harvest Moon games on the Nintendo DS, they're so relaxing

My inbox is open so send in as many requests as you want!

Prompt List & Songfics

Since I’m not torturing myself enough with the five drafts I currently have from random ideas I came up with/ships/continuing stories….lets add some requests into the mix! For songfics, I thought it’d be fun if you gave me a character and a random number from 1-82. With the number, I’d pick a song on my music playlist and write a oneshot based on it. Now, prompts! These prompts were ones I found and compiled. If you see any that are yours, message me and I can give you credit if you’d like. Anyways, send me a character and a couple numbers from the list for prompts you want me to use. This is just something fun so send some requests in!

1. “Are you even listening to me?”

2. “Where are your pants?”

3. “I laugh because I hurt inside.”

4. “Please refrain from shooting her, we need her for later.”

5. “It wasn’t a jet, it was a helicopter.”

6. “That’s french for ‘go away’.“

7. “You know, I would help, but making fun of you is so much more satisfying.”

8. “And then the murders started.”

9. “What did you just do?!”

10. “It was all me, by the way.”

11. “I love you, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that I can’t stop loving you.”

12. “You know ‘give me a warning’ means let me know BEFORE they come in here!”

13. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”

14. “Please. Just hold my hand.”

15. “I am very, very bad under pressure!”

16. “Shut up, it’s fine, just chill, we’re fine, I’m fine, everything is cool, everything is good! We’re chill, nothing is happening and I am not freaking out, not at all, we’re FINE.”

17. “Now, not to be forward, but I love you.”

18. “I’m 72 different flavors of done with you.”

19. “You’re not just a tool, you’re a whole box of tools! You’re a toolbox!”

20. “It’s do or die, most likely die.”

21. “I did NOT tell you to set it on fire!!”

22. “Jail can’t stop me.”

23. “I’m too sober for this shit.”

24. “Can someone shoot him?”

25. “Well this isn’t at all like High School Musical.“

26. “Quick, blend in!”

27. “Can I help you?”

28 “Don’t be intimidated by my bloody and battered figure.”

29. “I can see you, you know.”

30. “Well that was unsettling.”

31. “Don’t judge me, but I may have murdered someone.”

32. “Were you born a dick, or did you have to go out of your way to learn how to be one?”

33. “Let’s just say I mildly panicked…”

34. “You look like an open autopsy.”

35. “Break my heart and I’ll break your face.”

36. “What would I do without you?”

37. “That’s quite the bombshell you dropped on me at 3 am.”

38. “Wow. Muscles.”

39. “I can’t because it hurts too much to even think about.”

40. “I never want to see you again.”

41. “Why are you naked in my kitchen?”

42. “Are you wearing my shirt?”

43. “Shh… I’ve got you.”

44. “Fuck you and fuck your stupid fucking face.”

45. “Can’t a guy get a little gratitude?”

46. “What do you mean ‘what do you mean’?”

47. “I kept all of it. Every last thing.”

48. “Call me tonight, and I’ll make it feel like I’m there.”

49. “Focus on me.”

50. “Tell me to leave and I will.”

51. “I don’t know what to say.”

52. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”

53. “It’s not a double date. We’re just… third and fourth wheeling.”

54. “You drive me fucking crazy.”

55. “You can fall apart if you want to.”

But seriously, credit to the creators of this! I would tag people but I’m not sure who wrote them originally so please let me know and I can give credit.

harry potter asks!

What is your Hogwarts House and which of that House’s traits resonate the most with you?

What is your Patronus and what do you think it says about you?

Which is your favourite book and why?

Which is your favourite film and why?

Which scene was left out of the films that you think should have been included?

Which scene was added into the films that was a great addition?

In your opinion, what was an Iconic Moment™?

What is your favourite quote/passage?

Who is your favourite character and why?

Who is your least favourite character and why?

Who is your favourite non-human character?

Which character deserved better and why?

If you could swap one dead character for one character that survived, would would you revive and who would you kill?

Which character would you like to know more about?

Which character do you feel you have the most in common with?

Which character’s death hit you the hardest?

What is your OTP, nOTP, brOTP and OT3?

What would be your favourite and least favourite Hogwarts classes?

What is your favourite magical creature?

What is your favourite spell?

What do you think is the most useful spell?

What do you think Amortentia would smell like to you?

What do you think your Boggart would be and what would it change into?

What is your favourite magical object and why?

Which of the Deathly Hallows would you pick and why?

What is your opinion of Dumbledore and his actions throughout the series?

What is your opinion of Snape and his actions throughout the series?

Do you agree with Dumbledore’s statement, ‘Sometimes I think we Sort too soon’?

If you could own one piece of HP memorabilia, what would it be?

If you could ask JKR one question, what would it be?

Almost lost you

Requested by @glorious-idiot : Hi! I have a couple requests that I'll condense into 1 Can I request crankgameplays x reader for kiss prompt #11 or 73 Or for dialogue prompt "You need to be more careful" Thank you💙💙

Here you go babe, sorry it took so long! Hope you like it!

Potential trigger warning for road accidents, nothing serious at all but just though I should warn anyone who may be sensitive to it.

#11 - ‘I almost lost you’ kiss

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It was another sunny day in LA, and the gentle breeze made it the perfect day for you to go out on a bike ride around town, especially since it was one of your first full days off in a long time. Not that you didn’t love your job, of course it was amazing to be able to work with your best friends every day, but a break from being constantly on the go is always welcome in your books. You had managed to find a fairly quiet route through town, going past a dog park without coming across too many people, which only added to your feelings of contentment as you rode smoothly along on your bike with your helmet on that your mother had drilled into your head that you always have to wear “just in case”. Turns out mother really does know best.

You came to a section of the road where the bike lane disappears for a few hundred metres, forcing you to have to merge onto the main road with the cars. Normally that would be fine, and you did all the right checks before moving across. However, the woman pulling out of the side road didn’t do the right checks, assuming that the road would be clear as she was in a bit of a rush. This meant that the front of her car went right into your bike’s back wheel as you almost passed her, sending you spinning off your bike and onto the ground, skidding slightly on the rough surface of the road.

“Oh my god! Holy shit! Oh fuck!” You heard a voice yell, followed by the sound of doors slamming, which only made your head hurts even more than it did from the sudden impact.

“I’m so so sorry! Are you okay? Please tell me you’re okay!” The voice said frantically, and you looked up to meet the woman’s eyes. She was very obviously distressed and freaking out even more than you were, even though you were the one who almost got hit by a car for Christ’s sake. You forced a smile and pushed yourself up into a sitting position, wincing slightly from the grazes on your elbows.

“I think I’m alright. You didn’t get me, just the back of my bike, and I had my helmet on so...” you trailed off, glancing at your body and realising that you had actually got very lucky with your injuries, as your grazed arms and legs seemed to be the extent of the damage, since neither the car nor the bike had been moving that fast.

“Are you sure? Oh my god I’m so sorry, I just didn’t see you and then it was too late!” The woman was still panicking, her phone in hand, make you aware for the first time that she had called an ambulance to come and help you.

“Hey, it’s okay, it was an accident, and I’m honestly fine, I promise.” You reassured her, attempting to calm her down, before hearing the wail of sirens getting closer and closer until the ambulance pulled up a short distance from you. The paramedics made their way over to you and brought you back to the ambulance, leaving the woman to continue her small crisis and taking you away to the nearest hospital.

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“I have to say, (Y/N), you are very lucky indeed that the car didn’t hit you head on, otherwise we may be in a very different situation.” The doctor said as both of you stood up, heading for the door so you could go home. All their checks had come back with no serious injuries, leaving you with the advice to just be extra careful for the next few days.

“Thank you very much Doctor, I really appreciate it.” You smiled.

“Not at all, you take care of yourself now!” And with that, you were left to sign a few forms before heading outside the hospital. It was only at that moment that you realised that none of your friends had any idea what had happened to you, and that your boyfriend Ethan would probably be getting worried that you hadn’t replied to his messages. You quickly pulled out your phone and dialled the familiar number.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay? Where are you?” Came a rushed response as soon as Ethan had answered his phone, which was only after two rings.

“Babe, it’s okay, I’m fine. Now, don’t freak out, but I’m at the hospital.”

“WHAT?? Holy shit what happened? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Oh my god are you dying?! What’s going on??”

“Hey, I told you not to freak out!” You joked, hoping to distract from the current situation, but failing miserably.

“Well it’s too late for that now! I’m getting in my car right now, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” You sighed gently but smiled to yourself, taking some comfort from the fact that Ethan was on his way. About 10 minutes after the call, you saw a familiar car pull up on the other side of the car park and a very familiar face popped out, eyes darting around trying to find you.

“Ethan!” You called out, waving one arm to get his attention. As soon as he saw you he was running towards you, crossing the distance in an impressively short time. Instantly he started checking over you body for any obvious injuries, babbling on about how he got here as soon as he could and how he should’ve been with you to stop you from getting hurt. At that you gently grabbed his hands with yours, putting a stop to the frantic motion and making him look you in the eyes for the first time since arriving.

“Ethan. I’m fine. Really. And it’s not your fault, it was an accident, it could’ve happened to anyone.” It was then that you noticed the build up of tears in his eyes, tears at the thought that he could’ve lost you that day if everything had happened just a moment earlier or later. You quickly pulled him in for a hug, him clinging to you like you would disappear if he let go and you taking comfort in his presence. After a little while he pulled back, looking you in the eyes again.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again. Please.”

“I won’t. I promise.” At that he gently cupped your face with one hand, the other positioned behind your neck to pull your face up towards his as he leaned down. The two of you met in the middle in a soft but emotion-filled kiss. You arms slowly went up around his neck as he kept your body pressed against his, not caring that you were in public. His only concern was that you were safe and okay and that you weren’t going to disappear in a second. Eventually the two of you separated, but only a short distance, with Ethan pressing your foreheads together gently, the tears still visible in his eyes at such a close range.

“God, I love you so much.” The boy’s words brought a smile to your face in spite of the events of the last day. “Please don’t leave me, if something happens to you again I don’t know what I’ll do.” A few of the tears made their way silently down his face as his eyes roamed your face, taking in every detail. You pulled your boyfriend into another hug, this one less desperate than the last, but the emotion was still there.

“I love you too. And I promise, I’m not going anywhere.”

Peter Parker - Homework

Requested by peterparkersnerdgirl : “Hey Can u do an imagine where Peter Parker was helping u with your homework and u get distracted by him and u started kissing him”

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Your brain was a marvellous tool which allowed you to get into Midtown School of Science and Technology, a school full of kids who were geniuses in one way or another. Your natural talent for languages and maths was incredible, putting you in the high end of every class, except for one.

“Peter I don’t get why this is necessary, woodwork is such a useless and irrelevant class,” you whined to your boyfriend of a year, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head from his position on your bed. The two of you had a tradition of spending the weekend at each other’s house, which your parents and his aunt had eventually agreed to, provided the two of you did all your schoolwork. Unfortunately for you, this included your woodwork project.

“C’mon (Y/N), it’s not that bad.”

“Not for you it’s not, you’re actually good at it.” You got up from the foot of your bed and dramatically flopped down next to Peter, causing some of his pens to fall onto the floor.

“You’re good at it too babe, it’s a lot easier if you spend more than three minutes working on it though.” He retaliated, not taking his eyes off his page which was filled with physics equations and roughly sketched diagrams.

“But I’m not, Pete!”, you continued, “I know how it should work, but then I try it and it doesn’t work!” Even Peter couldn’t deny it, he’d seen first-hand how your attempts to construct even the simplest of things somehow managed to go wrong.

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Peter glanced over to your workstation in class, only to do a double-take upon seeing the state of your project. You were supposed to be making a cupboard as your final project of the year, but you had somehow managed to put on the doors backwards with the handles facing in, making you unable to open it to fix it. You were sat there with a look which Peter had to make a real effort not to laugh at. Not out of malice, of course, but because the face which you pulled reminded him so much of a picture Ned had shown him in a study period earlier that day.

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“Haven’t we done enough work anyway? We’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember!”

Peter laughed. “We’ve been doing homework for less than an hour, (Y/N).”

“What?!” You shot up from your lying down position, looking at him in despair before dropping back down. “Ughhhhhhh, I give up. Is it too late for me to drop out of high school?” Peter just chuckled and turned back to his homework, focusing back in on the question he was working on before your interruption.

You meant to try your work again, you really did, but instead you found yourself watching his face with a level of intensity that probably would’ve been creepy if the two of you hadn’t been together for as long as you had. His brow creased slightly and he pressed his lips together whilst twirling the pencil he held in his hand. His hair fell slightly in front of his eyes and god knows how many freckles he had dotted on his face.

“I really need to stop”, you thought, “this really is getting creepy.” But you couldn’t seem to pull your gaze away from his adorable face.

“How on Earth did I get so lucky with this guy?”

Somehow, maybe due to his spidey sense, Peter looked up from his work and back to you, feeling you watching him with such intensity and adoration. He smiled back down at you, raising his eyebrows slightly.

“Can I help you?” He joked, slowly coming to terms with the fact that the two of you probably wouldn’t be getting much more work done. He expected some kind of witty answer that you usually came out with, but was instead met with a pair of hands on his cheeks, pulling him down to your level, followed by a pair of lips being pressed to his. After a moment, he was released and pushed himself up slightly so he was hovering just above you.

“What was that for? Not that I’m complaining, obviously you can do that whenever you want, I really don’t mind, but-“ Peter’s high-speed rambling was cut off by a soft laugh which made him stop in his tracks and gaze down at who he thought was the most beautiful person who ever existed.

“God, I love you Pete.” His smile grew even wider, which you hadn’t even thought was possible at this point, and he leaned down again to press another gentle kiss to your lips.

“I love you too, (Y/N). Very much.”

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BONUS:

Peter adjusted himself so he was lying next to you, taking your hand in his and gently playing with your fingers. After a moment of silence, you turned to him.

“Hey Pete?”

“Hmm?”

“How much self-restraint did it take for you to not quote Star Wars at me just then?”

“Oh god, so much, you wouldn’t believe how hard that was for me!”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sorry it took so long for me to write this but I hope you liked it! Also this is the picture I was talking about which is a constant mood tbh

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