Fireworks - Eddie X Reader X Venom

Fireworks - Eddie x Reader x Venom

Summary: Venom has never seen or heard fireworks before so he’s scared of the ones going off for New Years

3RD POV Venom comes out of Eddie's body and forms into a little body to rest itself on Eddie's chest. He curls up as the fireworks go off. "Hey, Ed?" (Y/N) watches the symbiote. He hums in response. "I think Venom is scared of the fireworks."

Eddie looks down to the symbiote in the position he's in. Eddie wraps his arms around Venom and gives him a small hug. Venom's body relaxes a bit.

(Y/N) moves Eddie's arm, Venom snug in the crook of his elbow. (Y/N) lays her head on Eddie's chest with her body lying in between his stretched out legs. She grabs Venom and brings him in the crook of her neck with Eddie wrapping his arms around her.

Venom curls up more into (Y/N)'s neck as he shuts his eyes. "How much longer until those things stop?" He mumbles. "I think for a couple more hours, V." Eddie replies. Venom curls in more as he tries to block out the noises.

(Y/N) brings up one of her hands and starts to rub a side of Venom, making him more relaxed. He eventually falls asleep. "An alien that came out of space is afraid of fireworks." Eddie says quietly. "Pretty much all aliens that exist comes from space, Ed."

"Shut up."

Comfy?

Pairing: Peter Parker x GN!Reader - Miles Morales x M!Reader (platonic) - Gwen Stacy x M!Reader (platonic) Words: 249

You, Peter, Miles, and Gwen land on top of a building’s roof, you commenting that it was fun as the four of you take off your masks. 

”We have different definitions,” Peter said as he stole a kiss from you. “Asshole,” you mumble against his lips.

Walking away from him, you stop at the edge of the building to look over the city. “It’s a good view,” you hear Gwen say as she stands next to you

The four of us walk towards the edge of the building to look out over the city. "It's a good view." Gwen comments, the rest of us agreeing.

When Peter gets into your line of vision, you stand behind him to have your hands on his shoulders to jump up and wrap your legs around his waist. His hands rest at the crook of your knees.

Peter feels two heads thump against his chest, seeing that the other two spiders are resting against him. “Comfy?” Peter asks, getting the same answer from the rest of you.

“How long are you all gonna lean on me?”

“‘til we have to leave,” you answer.

Gwen and Miles move out of the way as they feel Peter move forward. 

Watching him slip his mask on, you ask him what he’s doing as his hands disappear from your legs.

“We’re leaving.” He jumps off the ledge before shooting a web.

“Peter!” Slipping on your mask, you swing off Peter’s back. “You suck.”

“Love you, too, baby.”

I’m Sorry - Dean x Reader

Summary: You get possessed and Dean kills you as you two fight in the forest. As soon as Dean stabs you, the demon had already left and he realized he just killed you

Dean's POV I run through the trees as I'm going after (Y/N). She was acting weird and I had a feeling a demon had possessed her. I was right.

I catch up to her before tackling her to the ground. A groan escapes from her as I flip her onto her back. "Heya, Dean." The demon kicks and pushes me away, my back landing on the ground as (Y/N) stands up in a fight stance.

I stand up with my demon knife in hand. "You know how this goes, Dean. You've already tried to get her out." The demon places her arms to her sides as she slumps her shoulders. "You want her back?"

"You already know the answer to that, bitch." I snarl out. "Then come get her." She grins. I tighten my hold on the knife before lunging towards her, she blocks out the move.

After a couple minutes of her and I fighting, I managed to get her onto the ground with me on top. Just as I'm about to plunge the knife through her stomach, she tries to push my face away. I blindly push the knife in. "Dean?"

(Y/N)'s hands slowly go to my cheeks. Tears are in her eyes. "I think it escaped right before you stabbed me." She choked out with blood slowly pouring out of her mouth and her hands dropping to her sides.

I look down to my hands still holding the knife that's inside her chest, not her stomach. "I-I'm sorry." I whimper out as I take my hands off my knife. Nothing comes out of her.

Tears blur my vision and some escape. "(Y-Y/N)?" I call her name out. I look down at her chest to see it stop moving. "(Y/N)?" I put my hands around the blade and shifting them to cup her face. Tears start to flow down my cheeks. "Please, baby."

I look up to the trees and road ahead of us to see Sam walking towards us. "I didn't mean to." I look back down at (Y/N). "I'm sorry."

I’ll Miss You - Teen!Clementine x F!Reader

You have the same death as Lee and you decide if you have your arm sliced off or if you kept it. Let me know if you want to have a different kinda version where Clementine doesn’t shoot you and you turn into a walker and meet her again a few months or years later

Summary: You get bitten and walk through a herd of walkers with Clementine. You lock yourselves in a shop and Clementine has to shoot you before you turn. And instead of Clem’s parents, let’s have Javier and Gabe

Clementine’s POV I drag (Y/N)’s unconscious body into a store before shutting the metal door. After a couple minutes, (Y/N) wakes up to groan in pain. “Clem?” I look at her slowly sitting up. “I saw Javier and Gabe.” I say sadly.

“They didn’t get to you, right?” Her voice is a bit groggy as if she woke up from a nap. “No, we got away.” (Y/N) looks around the store. “Clem, we need to get out.” I shake my head in response. “We can’t. There’s too many of them outside.”

“Get that door open.”

“I can’t.” I shake my head again. “Do it.” I shuffle to the door, grabbing the handle and trying to lift it up. “It was a little open.”

“On three, Clem.” (Y/N) counts to three before we try to lift it up. The door stays locked.

(Y/N) steadily stands up and looks through a glass window to see a walker trapped in a small room, myself doing the same. “There’s a way out.”

“Good.” (Y/N) leans her good arm on the glass case and slowly walks to the room with some of my help.

(Y/N) goes to the wall to lean against it, slowly falling to the ground in front of the office door. I kneel in front of her. “Come on, we can do it. The door’s right there, (Y/N).” She gives me a tired look. She tries to get up, but doesn’t have enough energy. “I can’t, Clem.” I feel tears fall down my cheeks.

“Have to find a way out for you.” (Y/N) looks over to the counter to see a bat underneath. She tells me to grab it, which I do, to break the glass window. Taking a swing, I instantly shield myself as the glass falls all over the place.

I reach through the broken window and opening the door a bit to open it all the way. The walker is somehow stuck in its seat.

Looking down, a pair of handcuffs is in front of me. “Grab them and try to put them on the walker, Clem. I think it’ll be easier to kill it.” (Y/N) says through breaths. I do as I was told.

Picking them up, I slowly walk to it, hesitantly wrapping one around its left wrist and quickly hooking the other one to the shelf post. I question what to grab first; the gun or the keys. “The gun. Always the gun.” I nod, reaching out to grab it. “In case it comes loos-” As on cue, the walker’s cuffed hand breaks and falls on top of me.

A scream escapes as my body is turned around to see (Y/N)’s eyes widen. “Grab the gun, Clem!” I see the gun in front of me a little further away. I try to crawl away to take the walker’s hand around my ankle off.

My hand wraps around the weapon after a few tries. Turning around on my back, the gun shakes a bit in my hands. I pull the trigger to have its body fall on top of mine. I push him to the side and hitting something, seeing that it’s a some sort of stander with something made out of glass on it.

It falls down to have the glass smash right next to (Y/N)’s leg. Before I could apologize, she reassures me that it’s okay. “I did it. I got him.” She smiles a little and says that she’s proud of me and I can take care of myself.

I move to stand in front of her. Her eyes follow with them staying on the gun in my hands.

Bangs against metal door makes my body jolt and my head looking at it. “Clem.” I go back to (Y/N). “You have to shoot me.” I shake my head with a small whimper coming out. “No, I can’t. I already lost Lee years ago like this and I can’t lose you, too.” My voice cracks a bit.

“I know you’ve been through this, Clem. Lee and the store and the walker. Please, Clementine. Don’t let me turn into one of them.” She begs.

Bowing my head, a few tears escape. “Clementine.” Tears blur my vision as I look back at her. “You can do this. Making decisions are hard, but sometimes, you gotta live with them. We can’t go back in time to change them, doesn’t matter how much we want to.” 

I kneel in between her legs to give her a hug, herself doing the same. As we separate, a smile is on her face as she flicks my hat. A chuckle and a smile comes through from me. Some tears curl in to be on my lips.

Standing back up, I check how much ammo there is. Putting the mag back in, I hold the bottom of the handle in my free hand. “I’ll miss you, (Y/N).” My voice cracks. “I’ll miss you, too, Clem, and I love you. Never forget that.”

With tears blurring my vision more, I pull the trigger to release a bullet into her head. I scream as I fall to my knees. Taking a breath and shakily breathing out, “I love you, too.”

How In The World? - BSM Winchesters x Reader

Summary: When you and the brothers were younger, Dean managed to do push ups with both his siblings on his back (obviously. Where else would they sit? His head?). Now when they’re older, you and Dean gets surprised as Sam manages to do that to you two in return

Age: 8-9 Sam - 13 Dean- 16 3RD POV Sam walks out of the bathroom to see his little sister on the back of their older brother’s back as he’s doing push ups. “Hi, Sammy.” (Y/N) waves a hand towards his way. He returns the greeting. “Dean, why is (N/N) on your back?” He asks.

“Because she was bored and saw me doing some workouts.”

“Which he needs from eating all that pie.” (Y/N) adds. “Hey!” Dean exclaims. Sam walks over and sits on Dean’s lower back. (Y/N) shifts to lean in between Sam’s legs as they’re now hanging on both sides of Dean, who continues to do push ups.

“Baby sister, you’re getting a bit tubby from eating those chocolates.” Dean says. “Not my fault you buy them for me.” (Y/N) pats his back. “And you’re getting a bit tubby yourself from eating those pies.” Dean hushes her.

~10 years later~

(Y/N) walks into the library to expect Sam researching for another hunt, but only to see him doing push ups. She walks towards him and sits on his back, giving him a small fright. “Hey, Sammy.”

“Hey, baby sister.” Sam continues to do his push ups. Dean walks into the bunker with plastic bags in each hand. He sees his two siblings talking to each other as Sam does his push ups.

“Got food.” Dean announces as he sets the bags on one of the library tables. “Did you get my chocolate?” (Y/N) looks up at the eldest brother. Dean rummages through one of the bags and throws a block of chocolate towards her. She thanks him as she eats a row of the treat.

Dean walks over and sits behind (Y/N) on Sam’s back. Both the siblings are surprised as Sam continues to do push ups. “How are you even doing this?” Dean asks. “I’m Batman.” Sam replies. Dean grumbles as (Y/N) chuckles.

After a few seconds of silence, Sam breaks it. “You guys gotta stop eating pies and chocolate.” The two siblings tell him to shut up in unison.

Unicorn - Wade x Reader

Summary: You give Wade a unicorn for no reason

Your POV "Someone must've had a fun time." Wade is sitting on the couch with his swords on the ground and his mask resting next to him.

Wade instantly smiles. "Hi." I chuckle at him as he makes grabby hands. I walk over to settle on his lap, his hands resting on my hips. "Is that for me?" He points at a present wrapped in unicorn wrapping paper that's sitting next to us on the couch.

"Yup. I went into town today and did a little shopping. I saw it and thought you'd like it." I get up from his lap to let him receive the present. He rests it on his lap.

"Open it, Wade." He crosses his legs on the couch and tears the paper off to see a unicorn plushie. He holds it to his chest with a weird chuckle coming out of him. "I love it." He does the weird chuckle again.

A smile forms on my face. "Good. 'Cause I fucking paid $20 for it."