Black cat verses Spider-Man.. but his voice sounds familiar?
Am I wrong? đđ¤
âRail me if Iâm wrongâŚâ
Spider-Man next door đđ¤
after doctor strange made the whole world forget about Peter Parker, he had to begin a new life.. he was too scared to bring anyone back into his life, until he met someone very similar to him next door...
..of you đ¤
Canât summarise without spoiling it, and I donât want to spoil it for you!
Hoody đđ¤
you've lost your hoody when you need it most, you aren't ready to show your scars, but it looks like you don't have a choice.
Remember me? đ¤đ
reader wakes up with memory loss and doesn't remember her father or boyfriend.
Stark is down! đ¤đ
hydra took over Peter's brain.
Itâs just a prank bro đ¤đ
Your friends dare you to ask out Peter
It was fucking hot đ
Peter is an mi6 agent trying to take town one of the biggest mobs in London..
Agent!Peter
Tom Holland
Is thatâŚ? đ¤đ¤đâ¨
Carpenter/ Roommate Tom Holland is invited to a strip club with his friends, which is where he accidentally finds out your deepest secret, though you arenât ashamed of it.
Carpenter!tom
Busy đ¤đâ¨
Your husband decided to come and visit you during rush hour, but heâs making sure you make time for him.
At Ease Soldier đ
youâd think being the only girl in your armed forces rank would be seen as quite difficult.. your only problem really is the staff sergeant Tom Holland, so what happens when he questions himself on why heâs never punished you before?
Staff sergeant!tom
Youâve gotta get out đđ¤đ¤
Tom is a fugitive on the run, and you unknowingly got involved in his mess. But once he falls in love with you he has to get you out.
Fugitive!tom
One more chance to leave đđ¤đ¤
you knew it was bound to happen at some point, you just hoped it would be sooner, rather than later. But after seeing the horrors of your boyfriends basement he reassures you that it's all okay.Â
Mob!tom
Pipe down đ
your dad, mafia boss, asks you to join shooting practise, where you meet another mafia boss' child. Your age.
Mob!tom
It hurts so good đđ¤
you and your ex boyfriend still hang around together since you are in the same friend group, but since it's a large group you don't have to talk to each other, until one Christmassy night..
Ex!tom
Versace on the floor đ¤đ
you visit your friend at his prom to surprise him, after you hadn't seen him in 7 years..
Childhood sweetheart!tom
Your worst mistake my love đ¤
What the title saysâŚ
Knight!tom
Liscense and registration please babe⌠đâ¨
you and your friend Grace decide to dress up and go into the city for dinner...
Policeman!tom
WHERE ARE YOUR SHIRTS?! đ
it's the Halloween weekend and your children go to a Halloween party, your husband is again on duty, so you sit back and watch a horror film, until that horror becomes a reality...
Policeman!tom
Dangerzone đđ¤
you and Tom are both pilots and are off on a mission, what your flight team don't know is that you two are dating...
Pilot!tom
Itâs your wife⌠đđ¤
tom gets a call while he's at work..
Policeman!tom
Mr J đđ¤
you thought joker of Gotham city would be the least of your worries.. god you were wrong...
Glimpse đđ¤
Tom and his men were robbing a bank, a bank that you and your daughter were in...
Maybe it really is me â¨đđ¤đ¤
After you try getting back into a relationship you did the waiting and the night after you slept together he sneaks away. You then turn to your ex fwb, Harry, who helps you out.
17 going 27 đâ¨
you fall asleep one night, praying to go forward in time to 10 years later, when you wake up, it happens!
Wedding Present đâ¨
Youâre pregnant with your exes baby, and you tell your friends at her wedding⌠what does this mean for you and Harry?
High on you đđ¤
you always hated it when Harry vaped, but on night he helped you see that it wasn't always bad.
Smoker! Harry Holland
Bathtime forgiving đđ¤đ¤
after a massive fight with Harry you take a bath, which he walks in on, and after you get out you both make love and forgive each other after...
COLLIDE đđ¤â¨
"you may be a little minx, but you'll never escape me, what doesn't kill me might just kill you, love"
MI5!Harry
My best friends brother is the one for me đ¤đ
you're best friend, Sam, has a twin you just can't escape from.
Summary : Tom and his men were robbing a bank, a bank that you and your daughter were in...
Warnings: swearing, guns, violence? Not really, fluff, smut (the usual), childhood friends. Angst? Maybe.
Pairing: childhood friend! Tom x childhood friend!reader.
Word count: 2.8k
Your pov:
"But mum I wanna go to the park now" your daughter Lia whined, tugging on your hand. You were both currently standing in line at the bank. Wanting to start an account for Lia for when she was older. You would put money in every month until she turned 18 and went off to college or university.
"I know darling, we'll go straight after okay. I just need to speak to that nice lady over there. But like you have to wait your turn for the slide I have to wait my turn here." You said, your daughters learning was slightly on the slow side so you had to explain things in a way that she understands. Hence the slide... metaphor?
"How long mummy?" She asked, you sighed and looked at the long line ahead of you. I mean there might be quieter, rainier days where you could do this.. a day when she's in school and not bored, you thought.
"I'm not su-" you were interrupted by a loud bang coming from the doors. They fell down and the glass on the doors shattered. Men in suits and black masks all came charging in with guns. You weren't exactly sure how many of them there were, just over half a dozen maybe.
"Everyone on the ground now!" You were guessing their leader shouted. You took a deep breath and tried to stay calm for Lia.
"Come on baby, sit down," you whispered. Lia's eyes began to tear up as she sat down. You following.
"But I want to go to park mummy!" She yelled, you internally cringed, not daring to look at any of the men that barged in.
"I know darling, we will go okay, but you have to stay calm for me okay?" You whispered, brushing your fingers through her hair to calm her down.
"No mummy I want to go now! This isn't fair!" She shouted again, you didn't want to explain what was going on but you might have to.
"Baby listen if you keep shouting those men with the water guns are gonna hurt mummy okay, you need to be quiet for me Lia" you tried to sooth, you couldn't tell her those were real guns like in the movies.
"What? No mummy no!" She cried louder, clutching to you.
"Shut her up lady. Now!" One of the men shouted, walking over to you and Lia, you felt your face get paler.
"I know I'm sorry, I'm trying" you said with all the courage you could muster, though Lia started to cry louder.
"Fuck sake shut her up or I will!" He shouted, pointing the gun at her, which is when you stood up and therefor the gun was against you.
"STOP!" You heard a loud voice boom. The man put his gun down and stepped back from you with a snarl.
"Fucking look in her direction again and I'll blow your brains out. Step away from her and the child. Now" he spoke again, the man came closer. Your eyebrows furrowed. You knew that voice.
"Sorry sir. I didn't know women and children mattered now." He spoke with cheek.
"Hey darling, can you count to ten?" The leader asked your daughter. She sniffled and nodded. You saw the man smile at her brightly.
"Wow that's amazing. Can you do it with your eyes closed?" He asked, your daughter nodded proudly with a big smile on her face.
"Oh yeah prove it!" He nodded. And instantly your baby girl began to count, slowly. You stood in front of her and watched as the leader beat one of his men up, in under ten seconds. Until he was lying on the floor practically dead. The leader threw his suit jacket over him just before Lia could reach ten.
"Wow well done, I'm impressed. You are just as smart as your mother." He smiled, giving Lia a high five.
He stood back up and turned to his men.
"Fall out. We are done here. Oh and miss L/n. Give me a call, you know who I am" he said turning back to you, and handing you a card with his number on it. Before walking away. You picked up your daughter and hugged her tightly as they walked out the door and kissed her forehead. 'You know who I am' he said.
You looked at the card and gasped at the name that was written on it...
Tom Holland.
"Mummy who is that?" Your daughter asked tugging on your shirt. You stood stunned watching Tom walk away.
"An old friend honey"
~
"You're joking!" Your friend Zendaya screamed over the phone. "Is he still hot?" She asked, you could hear her smirk.
"Like you wouldn't believe," you sighed dreamily.
"He also gave me a card with his number on it and told me to call him" you said. As soon as you got home from the park you put your daughter to bed and called your best friend.
"Have you called him yet?" She asked. You bit your nails anxiously, because you knew what would come next.
"No-"
"Well what the fuck are you doing talking to me, call him right now" and with that she hung up.
"Fuck sake Z" you mumbled to yourself. You peeked over your shoulder to make sure Lia wasn't awake, which she wasn't.
You took a long shaky breath before pulling out his card and dialling his number.
"Hello?" A groggy voice answered, you furrowed your eyebrows and then looked at the clock 02.04am
Your eyes widened.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I didn't realise the time. I'll call you back" you hurried, before he interrupted.
"Darling please, don't worry, I'm glad you called" he spoke. God his tired voice sounded so sexy, you thought.
"I um, ok why did you give me your number?" You asked, mentally slapping yourself, is that really the best conversation starter you could come up with?
You hear him chuckle on the other end of the phone, it's deeper than you remembered.
"I was hoping we could maybe meet up for a coffee. You can bring your daughter and uh, a mr L/n, if you'd like" he says, and you smile.
"There is no mr L/n, he left when he found out I was pregnant with Lia" you said.
"Then maybe you could find a sitter and we could catch up over dinner instead?" You smiled and bit your lip.
"Yeah I can do that," you nodded, you felt your heart swell with excitement.
"Amazing, be ready for 7, I'll pick you up" he says before hanging up the phone. You were stood shocked. But instantly messaged Zendaya.
Hey what you doing tomorrow night?
~
"So what would you like to eat? Burger? Lasagne? Hot dog?" Tom asked, you laughed and shook your head.
"You know what the burger actually sounds good." You nodded, taking a sip of your diet coke.
"Perfect," he nods
~
The whole night was going smooth, you guys have caught up. You learned that he is now in charge of London's mafia, which is worrying on some level.
"So why did your ex leave you and your beautiful baby girl? If you don't mind me asking" Tom asked, as he finished off the salad on his plate.
"He uh, he didn't want the responsibility of a child, simply, left as soon as he found out I was pregnant" you nodded.
"Name? I'll find this guy" he chuckled, making you return it. "He's a dickhead." He nodded again.
"Yeah,"
"Enough about him anyway," he nodded, placing ÂŁ100 on the table, which was maybe a bit much for dinner. "Come on, I'll take you home." He said, holding his hand out for you to take.
"And what do you say to a second date?" He asked. You chuckled and looked at him.
"I'd say that's alright." You replied, biting your lip to repress the giant smile emerging on your face. You'd imagine your cheeks were as red as the thong that you secretly put on. You'd never put out on a first date, but with Tom, who knows. It's not like you guys are strangers.
"I've gotten one of my men to pick us up if that's alright. Not sure I should drive such precious cargo home after I've had 2 whiskeys." Tom chuckled. You returned it and nodded.
"Yeah that's fine. I'll give him my add-"
"No need love, he has it" he winked. Making your blush darken further.
"Stalker" you mumbled. Loud enough for him to hear. He laughed loudly at this.
"Well it is kind of my job Angel face. Now, hop in" he orders. You don't know if it was the wine that made your brain hear it so dirty or if he genuinely had a domineering effect on you. You couldn't speak, instead you sucked in your lip and nodded.
The drive home was maybe just under 10 minutes long. But, with the hand subtly caressing your thigh and the gentle squeezes he gave you, it felt like an hour had passed. You were sure the car had been left hot when you finally arrived.
"Cute flat." Tom chuckles. His inner self fighting to take his hand off your thigh to let you go.
"You could come in if you'd like" you didn't mean to say it. It just came out, too quickly. "Could watch a movie or something" you stuttered. "I mean you probably have stuff to d-"
"Hey," Tom says, taking your hand "I'd love to come in" he smiles genuinely. For someone who kills for a living, he is very gentle. You smile and nod, muttering a small 'ok' under your breath.
~
"Fuck Y/n, darling"
Safe to say the film wasn't even considered once they stepped inside. Wouldn't be a mob fan fic if they did.
Toms hands were all over your body. You were so grateful that your mum had taken your daughter for the night given how much noise you were making.
As soon as you stepped into your flat your bodies gravitated towards each other. And five minutes later you were on your knees next to the front door, you didn't make it far to the living room.
"God your mouth is perfect, fuck" Tom groans, his hands are tangled in your hair, which took you an hour to perfect, but right now you didn't care.
You took him deeper in your throat, your hands working at the rest of his shaft, you wanted nothing more than to please him.
"Fuck angel I'm there. Where do you want it?" He asks, sweat masking his forehead, bringing down his natural curls.
"My mouth Tommy, wanna taste you" you say before wrapping your lips around him once more.
"God, you're perfect" he sighs. Resting his head against the wall. As he gets closer his hips begin to jolt, sending him further into your throat. Until finally.
"Oh. Fuck, Y/n!" He cries. Filling his load into your mouth. Your eyes watered as his hips stopped rutting into your mouth. Your jaw relaxing as you let his dick fall from your mouth.
"Your turn Doll face" he smirked, picking you up from where you kneeled. You told him where to find your bedroom. And next thing you know you hit your bed.
It didn't take long for him to strip you of your clothes. Leaving you in your red thong. "Awe baby did you plan for this to happen. You're adorable." He smirks, you felt slight embarrassment wash over you. Before he rips them off and says,
"God you look beautiful like this baby," he whispers, pressing his lips to yours. You instantly kiss back, not daring to fight for dominance as his tongue slips into your mouth.
You let out a gentle moan, humming against his lips. A not so silent plea for him to give you more. He smirked against you, hearing your message. He begins to kiss down your neck. Slowly but surely giving you bruises that you'll need to cover for work.
He kisses all over your body until he finally gets to the place you and him were aching for him to reach.
"Is this okay?" He asks. Silly question.
"We are passed okay Tommy. Anything is ok-"
You were cut off by your own moan. His tongue ruthlessly laps at your cunt.
"Fuck you taste better than I could've ever imagined my love" he whispers. You don't bother asking what he means, you just moan in return.
"Tommy fuck. So good" you cry, you feel him smile against your clit as he sucks on it, Slowly pushing in a finger at the same time, as he continues he adds another, curling them until it hits that sweet spot inside of you. Making your toes curl and your legs shake over his shoulder.
You cry out as you feel your release flood over you, but as you come down for your high you realise that he isn't stopping.
"Tommy, oh. It's too-"
"One more darling. One more time." He says, still lapping up your release. You let your head hit the pillow again. He brings your thighs over his shoulder, his hands gripping at them tightly, forcing you closer to his mouth.
Your legs shake as you feel your second orgasm approach.
"Fuck Tommy, I'm gonna-"
"Already?" He smirks, "go on darling let go. I've got you" he speaks. Before speeding up his pace. You feel the room around you darken as your high takes over your whole body. Your chest heaving for oxygen as the room is now hot and sweaty. But he isn't done yet.
"Think you can do one more Angel?" He asks, hovering over you.
"Only if it's your cock Tommy" you mumble, letting your lips raise to a smirk. He returns it and nods.
"Course baby girl, you earned it." He says sweetly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Have you got condoms or?"
"I'm on the pill. Please, I need to feel you" you beg. He kisses your forehead and you feel him slowly push in, you moaned as you felt him bottom out. He pressed his forehead against your own and rubbed his nose onto yours.
"Move Tommy," you whispered. Leaning up to capture his lips. He kissed back with no hesitation, before drawing his hips out and pushing back into you.
His rhythm was slow and almost loving. You'd never had a man stare into your eyes with so much lust and compassion at the same time. You didn't feel embarrassed about the way he looked at you. He made you feel beautiful.
"Fuck love, I don't know how long I'll last" he groaned.
"Me either Tommy. Fuck, I feel you so deep" you whimpered.
Tom smiled gently before leaning in and kissing you again. You both created the perfect movement. His hips moved perfectly and hit your clit with every thrust. His arms flexed next to your head, his hand holding your head. His kisses filled your heart with warmth. He was making love to you.
"Tommy I-"
"I know darling, I know" he whispered. His hips started to move more erratically as he got you both to your highs. He tried to control it best he could. But when it washed over you both you felt his and your body shake with the pleasure that overwhelmed you both.
"Y/n"
"Tom" you cried out at the same time.
~
You both caught your breaths next to each other. He looked over at you and you both smiled, you rested on your side as he leant over and gave you a sweet kiss.
"Wow" you sighed. Tom laughed.
"What have you never had a man treat you like that?" He chuckled.
"No. To be honest, your the first to make me feel that good. Both in pleasure and about myself" you smiled. His smile however faded.
"You're beautiful y/n. I mean that" he said.
"It's hard to see yourself as that skinny girl you once were after you've had a baby, even harder to find a man that doesn't mind it all" you sigh, he returns it and kisses your forehead once more.
"I don't mind at all. You and your daughter are beautiful girls. And I mean it when I say I'll protect you both till the day I die." This made you blush.
"Thank you Tommy. That means a lot." You smile.
"And maybe I could call you my girlfriend?" He asks shyly.
"You didn't even need to ask, I've always been yours"
warnings: swearing, angst, fluff? Mentions of sex, very suggestive at the end.
Pairing: joker!tom x harley!reader
Word count: 1.4k
Your pov:
It was close to midnight when your boss had decided to let you go home. Being a bartender wasnât exactly your first choice, but ever since you left the joker with no money, not that many grades and no support, this was the best you could get in Gotham city.
But why would you leave Tom Holland, aka the joker of Gotham city, after his father passed down the job to Tom he took it upon him to make his name the most feared name in Gotham, and he always had a trick or two up his sleeve, which is why people called him the joker. You him and his right hand man, Harrison or Haz, were all best friends about two years ago, before you ran away, you had been since you were all young.
You left Tom because another villain named dead-shot phoned you warning you that if you didnât leave him then you would die. And when you looked down you saw a small red light aimed at your chest. You were scared. But when you finally realised that Tom would protect you and would hunt him down. It was too late. News on the street was that he was looking for you and was going to kill you for running away.
The only good news was that he had suspected that you got further than you actually had and so he wasnât close to finding you. Or so you thought.
Walking home at night gave you the shivers, Gotham city wasnât a safe place as it was, never mind at night. Your pony tail was falling apart, you still had your apron on and your eyes were almost closed and your bag almost dropping to the ground.
âWell well. Look at this, a young girl, a bag falling to the ground, want me to take that for you sweet thi- y/n?â The voice spoke.
Your eyebrows furrowed, how does a thug know your name? And why does his voice sound so familiar?
âHarrison?â You asked, turning to see his piercing blue eyes. His smile widened and you heard a click from his pocket, which meant he sent a signal to Tom to come to his location asap, which obviously in your case isnât good.
âHeâs gonna love this you know.â He smiled, you always thought in another life he would make a good joker, because of his smile.
âHarrison pleaseâ you choked, your heart rate increased.
âIâm sorry darling,â he smiled sympathetically, looking behind you before walking away. You squeezed your eyes shut, because you knew exactly who was behind you, it was all confirmed when you felt the barrel of the gun being pressed to the back of your head and your breath hitched.
âMr Jâ you whispered. You heard him chuckle deeply.
âHello sweetheart.â He replied, his voice cold and raspy.
âI think we need to have a little chat y/n.â He said, his voice now filled with venom, and you felt a sharp pain on the back of your head before Gotham city fell darker.
~
Your head pounded when you felt your eyes flutter. Your wrists werenât moving, you felt a weight against your ankles. You were tied to an old gurney. When your eyes finally opened the light above you was clicked on. Which made you shut your eyes again.
âCome on darling open your eyesâ you heard toms voice say from beside you. All of a sudden you felt your chair raise up, so that it was more like a chair. And so you opened your eyes finally.
The room was dark, you seemed to be in one of his old warehouses, classic. Harrison was over in the corner, sitting in a chair, watching the interaction. Tom was beside you, a gun in his hand facing you.
About 15 years ago you guys made a promise to each other. What happened?
15 years ago:
âWhat do you guys wanna do now? Tom asked. You sighed and looked around, and you found yourself staring at the patio doors.
âCome on, letâs go and see if we can find a shooting starâ you said, smiling as the boys groaned.
Laying under the stars was something that you loved to do, you could name a couple constants already.
âWhat are you gonna wish for if we see one?â Harrison asked.
âIâll wish that we will all be friends forever. Duhâ you said, as if it was obvious.
âBut now youâve told us your wish. What if it doesnât come true now?â Tom asked with worry in his voice. You took both of their hands and locked your pinkies.
âI promise nothing will changeâ you swore. They both smiled.
âThen we promise tooâ
âSo what, itâs been about two years since you ran away. I figured you got further. But where have you been?â Tom asked rhetorically. Pressing the gun back on your head. âRight under my fucking nose.â He said pressing it even further into your head.
âTomâ Harrison said, his voice echoing in the warehouse. Tom sighed and sat back down.
âHaz, will you give us a minute.â Tom said, pinching his nose.
âI donât think thatâs a good idea mate.â He sighed. Tom lifted his head and looked at him. Clearly giving him all the signs he needed.
âTom. Y/nâ he nodded, before leaving the room.
Tom stood up and looked at the door that Haz walked out of before turning to you. Your eyes brimmed with tears when you saw his eyes.
âWhy did you run away. We were happy. Werenât we happy?â He said, his voice cracking slightly. He was right, you were happy.
Two weeks before dead-shot called:
âWhich dress is better? The red one or the black one?â You asked, you were currently in the black one.
âIâm stumped my love. Because the black one is super sexy on you, I mean the red one is nice as well but it means the men wonât be staring at you all night.â He nodded, standing up to take your waist in his hands, sliding his hands slightly south, before he leaned in and pecked your lips.
âOk think about it this way, the more men that look at me, the more jealous youâll get and then the more angry sex weâll have.â You smirked, making him return it.
âYouâre right baby girl. Of course youâre right.â He nodded, before he lifted your chin with his finger and smashed his lips onto yours.
âThomas we canât have sex in the changing rooms.â You giggled against his lips.
âWe are practically paying three peopleâs wages for the next two months, by buying this dress, I donât think theyâll mind if we test it outâ he smirked before closing the curtain.
âOf course we were happyâ you nodded.
âSo why did you leave? He asked again.
âI had to, I was threatened,â you choked, tears streaming down your face.
âBut you know I would have protected you darling, Iâd kill everything and anyone to make sure that you were safe.â He nodded.
âBy the time I knew that it was too late. I was already on your kill list.â You said quietly.
âDarling Iâd never hurt a hair on your headâ he nodded coming over and taking your hand in his.
âBut you knocked me out and tied me upâ you chuckled lightly.
âIn my defence you always liked the second oneâ he nodded, making you laugh louder. The laughter died down eventually, and you were both just looking at your intertwined hands.
âIâm sorry Tommyâ you nodded, looking up into his eyes, he looked back and returned your nod.
âI know. Iâm sorry tooâ he smiled.
âI still love you, you know, and if youâre okay with it Iâd like to start us up againâ he nodded, making you return it.
âThat would be lovely. And I love you tooâ he smiled and leaned in cupping your cheek and kissing you passionately.
âSeriously Tommy untie meâ you nodded, as he kissed down your neck. His kisses got nippy and you felt him smirk against your skin.
âIâll untie your ankles, but why donât we leave your wrists tied for fun?â He whispered. You felt your ankles being untied and before you knew it Tom was hovering above you.
âYouâre filthyâ you sighed as you felt his thumb roll over your nipple.
Summary: Peter is an mi6 agent trying to take town one of the biggest mobs in London..
warnings: swearing, getting shot in the shoulder?, angst maybe, fluff, mentions of sex, thatâs probably it.
Pairing: agent!peter x mobster!reader
Word count: 1.5k
Peter pov:
âIâm sorry, you want me to take down who?â Peter asked, his eyes bulging out of his head.
âIt only makes sense agent Parker, youâve been off the radar for years and youâre one of our best agents for the job⌠itâs timeâ agent Stark nodded.
âI-I, yeah ok, I can do this.â Peter nodded.
âI sure hope so son. Youâre our only hope on taking her down.â Tony nodded.
âThanks daddyâ Peter winked, making Tony chuckle as he walked away.
Your pov:
âWhat the fuck do you mean the guns arenât getting in by Friday?!â You yelled into the phone.
âNo! I need them by Friday, you get them to me at 10pm Friday night at the latest or I blow your fucking face off. Got it?⌠good. Iâll see you then.â You sighed, hanging up the phone with a long sigh.
âRough day babe?â You heard your right hand woman, Mj, ask.
âYou know it,â you nodded, lighting up a cigarette, âis it time to go?â You ask. Mj sighs with sympathy and nods her head, making you roll your eyes.
Tonight you had a Gala to go to, some of the biggest names in the mafia were going to be at this event, and some of them werenât so important, but as the biggest mob group in London you had to make an appearance.
âI still think this shit show is a recipe for disaster.â You nodded, before grabbing your bag and walking over to her. You wore a simple black dress, it clung to your curves perfectly and your back was bare, it had sleeves and it was also long enough to hide a gun in your thigh holster.
âDefinitely a recipe for disaster⌠but youâve not shot or fucked someone in like a week or so, better get it out of your system.â She shrugged, making you chuckle.
âThis Mj, is exactly why your my right hand womanâ
~
As you predicted. This was boring as fuck. While Mj was talking with the French mafia leaders daughter. You were currently fiddling with your purse, itching to get home and get that paperwork done so that you could relax tomorrow.
âMiss L/n?â You heard a voice say from above you. You looked up to see a man, around your age, he was stunning, brown curly hair, brown eyes, freckles littered all over his face. But who the fuck was he? You swear he looks familiar.
âYes, and you are?â You held your hand out to him, he smiled and raised it to his lips, kidding it gently, making you fight back a blush.
âIâm Mr Osborn miss, Peter Osbornâ he smiled, you smiled back, though something wasnât sitting right.
âHow can I help you mr Osborn?â You sighed, pointing at the chair next to you, he took the hint and pulled it out before sitting down.
âI- uh, nothing miss, I just thought you could use some companyâ he nodded. A smirk tugged at your lips, you reached into your purse and grabbed your packet of cigarettes, pulling one out for yourself and then offering him one, he took it with a small âthank youâ.
âPlease donât call me miss, makes me feel old.â You nodded, lighting your cigarette, before you lit his.
âSo what brings you here Peterâ you asked, taking an inhale of your cigarette.
âDo you really wanna know?â He asked, making you squint your eyes before nodding.
âSee that cake over there?â He pointed, leaning in closer to you, you chuckled and leaned in as well, nodding your head. âI made thatâ he whispered, you felt his breath on your cheek, making you turn to him.
âAnd that got you invited,â you asked the both of you slowly leaning away.
âYeahâ he shrugged, blowing out some smoke from his lungs.
âOk, so how do you know who I am then Peter?â You whispered.
âE-Everyone in London knows who you are,â he gulped, his eyes flicked down to your lips as you chuckled, you put out your cigarette, and he followed your action.
âWhy donât you tell me more about that?â You nodded, grabbing onto his tie and leading him out of the event.
âI love your British accent by the way.â Peter admitted, making you smile.
âYou can tell me all about that too babyâ
Peters pov:
âWhat do you fucking mean you had sex with her?!â Agent stark shouted, making Peter hunch over slightly.
âI mean we did the deedâ he nodded, making Tony cringe.
âYou smooshed booties with the biggest mobster in London!â He whisper shouted.
âI licked her up real nice yeahâ Peter nodded.
âStop talking like that!â Tony sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
âSorry sir.â
Your pov: a couple months later
âY/n⌠you have been humping one of the best mi6 agents in the uk.. oh my god.. and the USâ Mj says wide eyed.
âIâve been licked up real nice by who?â You asked, Mj cringed before repeating.
âPeter, he works for the mi6, and youâve been fucking him!â She shouted, shoving an old newspaper in your face. âI knew I fucking recognised him, thatâs why I did some researchâ
âWell this is clearly fake.â You chuckled, going back to your cereal.
âNo y/n itâs not. Youâve been sexing with an agentâ she nodded.
As your eyes skimmed over the newspaper you realised that she was right. You had been boning an agent.
âHoly shit, Iâm gonna fucking kill himâ
~
Peters pov:
âHey babe, Iâm here! What was so urgent that you needed to see me?â Peter shouted as he entered the massive house. âSweetheart?â He shouted, he gulped sadly before reaching gently for his gun out of his holster, but before he could take it out he felt a wack on the head before everything went dark.
After what felt like forever he finally opened his eyes, and in front of his was his stunning girlfriend, though it looked like she hadnât slept in days. As he was gonna stand up to go see her he finally felt that he was tied up. And thatâs when he realised where he was and what was going on.
âFuck sakeâ he sighed, his eyes watering.
âWhen were you gonna tell me?â You asked? Your voice weak, even if you were trying to stay strong. He didnât answer, he let his head fall so he looked at his lap.
âFucking answer me Mr Parker!â You shouted, he heard the safety of a gun click off, thatâs when he raised his head to look at you. Your hands were shaking as you pointed the gun right at his head.
âIâm sorry baby I am. I was never gonna arrest you! That plan changedâ he pleaded, but you shouted back.
âWhat was the plan then? All of itâ you said, taking a step closer, still pointing the gun.
âI was meant to take you down from the inside. But then I got to know you, the wonderful you, and I couldnât do it. Iâm still trying to figure out how to tell mr stark.â He muttered the last bit to himself.
âFucking liar!!â You shouted, your cries echoing off the walls.
âI swear baby thatâs the tru-â
âDonât call me that!â You yelled, with force, a force that set of your gun, his white shirt now turning a dark crimson red. You and his eyes widened as you realised what you had done.
âFuck that hurt.â He whimpered, making your heart clench. But you had to keep your ground. âIs it bad that I found that really hot?â He asked, you wanted to laugh, you did. But you couldnât.
âI meant what I said my love, I promiseâ he whispered, before passing out.
Your pov:
âFuck. Fuck sake no. What the fuck!?â You shouted to yourself, you ran over and held a hand to his wound, keeping pressure.
âMj!! Mj get the fucking doctor in now!â You shouted.
âBut I thought-â
âNow goddamn it!â You cried.
Peters pov:
His arm hurt, his arm hurt bad. But he is beginning to wake up now. His eyes fluttered open slowly, and he could slowly feel pressure on his arm. He looked to his left and saw you, sleeping on his arm, his hand wrapped in yours.
He smiled to himself, before giving you a little squeeze.
âWhat?! Oh shitâ you sighed.
âYou saved me.â Peter croaked, a smug smile on his lips.
âShut up, I literally shot you, how are you not trying to get me back?â You asked.
âBecause I love youâ he said simply, making a breath hitch in your throat.
âReally? Me?â You asked.
âYes. Beautiful and sexy youâ he smiled, you returned it and leaned in, giving his lips a sweet kiss.
Warnings: ANGST, fluff, crying Tom, injured reader, swearing
Pairing: policeman!husband!reader x wife!reader
Word count: 1.3k
Your POV
"Right I'll talk to you later ok?" You smiled into the phone.
"Do you have to go, my love?" Tom asked, you could hear the smirk in his voice. You twisted your wedding ring on your finger and chuckled.
"If you want me to make homemade, heart shaped pizza then you need to let me go, I have to get the ingredients" you nodded, trying to sound at least a little bit stern.
"Alright darling, stay safe, I love you" he spoke.
"I love you" you returned, before you hung up the phone.
You and Tom had been in a relationship since you were 17. You met in high school and instantly hit it off with each other, and he finally had proposed a year and a half ago, and got married 5 months ago, and so you two were still in your honeymoon stage.
Tom always dreamed of being in the police force, and he had loved his journey so far, and the best part was that his partner was also his best friend, Harrison, so it was easy for you and his wife Grace to hang out like, all the time. Even if she wasn't the best influence.
It was your first meet anniversary tonight, and your first date included you and Tom making heart shaped pizza, and so you did it every year since. Tonight was no different, but you may have forgotten to get the ingredients, hence why you were walking out the door to go and get them.
Tom's POV
"Captain Robert Downey jr" Tom smiled, just after he put down his phone.
"Holland, the Mrs keeping you in check?" RDJ asked, Tom chuckled and nodded.
"Always sir"
"Right. Back to work" he nodded, tapping toms desk before standing up, Tom saluted him and RDJ returned it before walking back into his office.
It was only an hour later when he heard Harrison storming into the precinct.
"Did you hear did you hear yet?!" He screamed, making toms eyes widen and cheeks turn crimson red as the whole precinct turned to look at them both.
"Hear what?" Tom asked, but at that moment his phone started ringing.
"Officer Holland?" The man asked once Tom had answered the phone.
"Y-Yeah that's me" he answered.
"We've called in some officers to come urgently to the scene of a crash, but we felt that you should know..." he paused.
"Know what? Do you need an extra hand? Cos I've still got some work to finish off so I'll be like 30 minutes" he nodded, fiddling with his pen.
"We are on the city road, 15 miles from the precinct, officer Holland.. it's your wife.."
~
Now Tom was a policeman, and usually he wouldn't dare go above the speed limit. But this wasn't a normal day, his wife had been in a car accident. While Harrison was screaming and holding onto his seat for dear life, Tom was going 85 miles an hour with the sirens on.
"Tom slow the fuck down, let's not get you into a crash, she's fine!" Harrison yelled, Tom slowed down so he could look at his mate with a 'are you serious right now' look on his face.
"Officer Mackie said that she's unconscious, and I have to get there before the ambulance does, I have to be with her!" Tom nodded, breathing heavily as tears welled in his eyes.
"Fuck I knew I shouldn't have let you drive. Look, you know y/n, she literally snapped her leg when we were younger and she started laughing about it, I mean yeah she was crying as well, but she kept laughing at the shape of it" Harrison nodded.
"You know that she is gonna pull through, oh and we're here, I wonder why that was so quick... you know I could arrest you right now for going over the spee-"
Tom didn't hear the rest, he got out the car and slammed the door. He ran over to the flashing sirens and the car that you had crashed, and then he saw you, laying on officer Zendaya's lap, while she cried, they kept you safe off the road.
"Fuck, baby" Tom cried as he crouched down to see you, he moved some hair off of your face and stared at your features. A bruise was beginning to form on your left cheek, your lips were cut and bleeding and the top right of your head was cut open. And that's when he heard the ambulance sirens coming in.
"Officer Holland you have to move now." He heard someone say. But he physically couldn't move. He felt someone's hands gently bring him to the side. The world sounded muffled to him as the put your body on a stretcher.
"Wait wait, I'm her husband, I need to come with her!" He started to shout. Before running by your side. They settled you onto the bed in the ambulance and Tom sat by your side as the paramedics started to work on you to the best they could.
"It's gonna be okay baby, you'll be okay, you have to be."
Your pov:
Your whole body ached. You wished you were back asleep to take away the pain. The last thing you remember was a Ford fiesta driving too quickly, taking over you and then the cars in front having the slam the breaks. Including you. Except you don't remember opening your eyes after you had screwed them shut.
"Fuck" you muttered, the light above you was way to bright and your head ached as if someone had hammered some nails into it.
"Fuck, love, hey" you heard toms voice say.
"I feel like if I'm dead then I shouldn't feel pain," you joked, slowly bringing your free hand to rub your eye, as your other hand was trapped underneath Toms.
"You're far from dead, we've still got a long life together" you heard him chuckled, you finally let your eyes flutter open and you turned to look at him. He had clearly been awake for hours, and crying for at least 95% of that time. His nose was slightly snotty and he still had his police uniform on.
"What happened?" You asked. Tom sucked in a breath before starting.
"You got into a car crash, apparently some idiot slammed his breaks on in front of you, you must have not seen it coming and didn't break in time. The other guy is fine. Sadly." He said that last word quietly, making you chuckle.
"You hit your head and split it open, doctor said it was a miracle you don't have brain damage" he nodded.
"I'm sorry I wasn't more careful" you sniffed, feeling yourself get slightly emotional.
"No no love, this was not your fault." He said shaking his head. "It was the other guys, we'll sort him out later though okay, what he does wasn't ok. If I was able to see clearly back then, I would have arrested him right then" he chuckled, making you return it.
"I think there might have been something that didn't survive the crash Tommy" you sniffled, for some reason you were now crying.
"What's that darling?" He asked.
"The pizza ingredients, there's no way, I wanted to make our pizza" you cried, wiping the tears off your face the best you could.
"Aww sweetheart, it's okay, I'll get you some on our way home from the hospital when they let you out okay?" He laughed, tucking your hair behind your ear and wiping your tears.
Warnings: ANGST, fluff, crying Tom, injured reader, swearing
Pairing: policeman!husband!reader x wife!reader
Word count: 1.3k
Your POV
"Right I'll talk to you later ok?" You smiled into the phone.
"Do you have to go, my love?" Tom asked, you could hear the smirk in his voice. You twisted your wedding ring on your finger and chuckled.
"If you want me to make homemade, heart shaped pizza then you need to let me go, I have to get the ingredients" you nodded, trying to sound at least a little bit stern.
"Alright darling, stay safe, I love you" he spoke.
"I love you" you returned, before you hung up the phone.
You and Tom had been in a relationship since you were 17. You met in high school and instantly hit it off with each other, and he finally had proposed a year and a half ago, and got married 5 months ago, and so you two were still in your honeymoon stage.
Tom always dreamed of being in the police force, and he had loved his journey so far, and the best part was that his partner was also his best friend, Harrison, so it was easy for you and his wife Grace to hang out like, all the time. Even if she wasn't the best influence.
It was your first meet anniversary tonight, and your first date included you and Tom making heart shaped pizza, and so you did it every year since. Tonight was no different, but you may have forgotten to get the ingredients, hence why you were walking out the door to go and get them.
Tom's POV
"Captain Robert Downey jr" Tom smiled, just after he put down his phone.
"Holland, the Mrs keeping you in check?" RDJ asked, Tom chuckled and nodded.
"Always sir"
"Right. Back to work" he nodded, tapping toms desk before standing up, Tom saluted him and RDJ returned it before walking back into his office.
It was only an hour later when he heard Harrison storming into the precinct.
"Did you hear did you hear yet?!" He screamed, making toms eyes widen and cheeks turn crimson red as the whole precinct turned to look at them both.
"Hear what?" Tom asked, but at that moment his phone started ringing.
"Officer Holland?" The man asked once Tom had answered the phone.
"Y-Yeah that's me" he answered.
"We've called in some officers to come urgently to the scene of a crash, but we felt that you should know..." he paused.
"Know what? Do you need an extra hand? Cos I've still got some work to finish off so I'll be like 30 minutes" he nodded, fiddling with his pen.
"We are on the city road, 15 miles from the precinct, officer Holland.. it's your wife.."
~
Now Tom was a policeman, and usually he wouldn't dare go above the speed limit. But this wasn't a normal day, his wife had been in a car accident. While Harrison was screaming and holding onto his seat for dear life, Tom was going 85 miles an hour with the sirens on.
"Tom slow the fuck down, let's not get you into a crash, she's fine!" Harrison yelled, Tom slowed down so he could look at his mate with a 'are you serious right now' look on his face.
"Officer Mackie said that she's unconscious, and I have to get there before the ambulance does, I have to be with her!" Tom nodded, breathing heavily as tears welled in his eyes.
"Fuck I knew I shouldn't have let you drive. Look, you know y/n, she literally snapped her leg when we were younger and she started laughing about it, I mean yeah she was crying as well, but she kept laughing at the shape of it" Harrison nodded.
"You know that she is gonna pull through, oh and we're here, I wonder why that was so quick... you know I could arrest you right now for going over the spee-"
Tom didn't hear the rest, he got out the car and slammed the door. He ran over to the flashing sirens and the car that you had crashed, and then he saw you, laying on officer Zendaya's lap, while she cried, they kept you safe off the road.
"Fuck, baby" Tom cried as he crouched down to see you, he moved some hair off of your face and stared at your features. A bruise was beginning to form on your left cheek, your lips were cut and bleeding and the top right of your head was cut open. And that's when he heard the ambulance sirens coming in.
"Officer Holland you have to move now." He heard someone say. But he physically couldn't move. He felt someone's hands gently bring him to the side. The world sounded muffled to him as the put your body on a stretcher.
"Wait wait, I'm her husband, I need to come with her!" He started to shout. Before running by your side. They settled you onto the bed in the ambulance and Tom sat by your side as the paramedics started to work on you to the best they could.
"It's gonna be okay baby, you'll be okay, you have to be."
Your pov:
Your whole body ached. You wished you were back asleep to take away the pain. The last thing you remember was a Ford fiesta driving too quickly, taking over you and then the cars in front having the slam the breaks. Including you. Except you don't remember opening your eyes after you had screwed them shut.
"Fuck" you muttered, the light above you was way to bright and your head ached as if someone had hammered some nails into it.
"Fuck, love, hey" you heard toms voice say.
"I feel like if I'm dead then I shouldn't feel pain," you joked, slowly bringing your free hand to rub your eye, as your other hand was trapped underneath Toms.
"You're far from dead, we've still got a long life together" you heard him chuckled, you finally let your eyes flutter open and you turned to look at him. He had clearly been awake for hours, and crying for at least 95% of that time. His nose was slightly snotty and he still had his police uniform on.
"What happened?" You asked. Tom sucked in a breath before starting.
"You got into a car crash, apparently some idiot slammed his breaks on in front of you, you must have not seen it coming and didn't break in time. The other guy is fine. Sadly." He said that last word quietly, making you chuckle.
"You hit your head and split it open, doctor said it was a miracle you don't have brain damage" he nodded.
"I'm sorry I wasn't more careful" you sniffed, feeling yourself get slightly emotional.
"No no love, this was not your fault." He said shaking his head. "It was the other guys, we'll sort him out later though okay, what he does wasn't ok. If I was able to see clearly back then, I would have arrested him right then" he chuckled, making you return it.
"I think there might have been something that didn't survive the crash Tommy" you sniffled, for some reason you were now crying.
"What's that darling?" He asked.
"The pizza ingredients, there's no way, I wanted to make our pizza" you cried, wiping the tears off your face the best you could.
"Aww sweetheart, it's okay, I'll get you some on our way home from the hospital when they let you out okay?" He laughed, tucking your hair behind your ear and wiping your tears.
Hi could you do a Peter Parker x reader where the reader was dared to go out with Peter and itâs just full with angst but ends happy hope I explained that well enough
YES! I think we all love a bit of angst.
âHey y/n! Heâs staring at you againâ Mj spoke. You blushed deeply and looked over at the suspect. Peter Parker.
âUgh what a weirdoâ you scoffed. But you were lying, truth was that you had a huge crush on Peter Parker. But you had to keep that to yourself because you were part of the âpopular girlsâ, you had been friends with them for as long as you could remember.
Usually you girls wouldnât date âthe nerdsâ, because the queen bee Liz thought it would put a reputation on your group.
Though another secret that the girls arenât aware of is that you and Peter had been neighbours ever since his parents died. Yes you lived next to his Aunt May. So you and Peter had known of each other for years, itâs just that youâve never managed to hold a conversation with him for more than 10 seconds because you both got too nervous.
Currently you were at a party with your school year and some in the year below. You wore a tight, black, sleeved top and a red skirt.
âHey Y/n I dare you to ask him out.â Liz said suddenly. Your eyes widened and your mouth hung open.
âWhat?â You scoffed.
âCome on, Iâll give you 20 bucks, I want to see how he reacts, could you imagine! U-u-uh s-s-sure y-y/nâ she mocked, you felt bad for the mockery but on the other hand what could go wrong? You get 20 dollars and you get to date Peter without being judged, maybe.
âUm, ok sureâ you nod. Liz squeals and hands you 20 dollars, you roll your eyes and stuffed it into your skirt pocket. You took a deep breath before walking over to Peter and Ned.
âHi Peter, and Ned right?â You asked. Looking over at the boy. He looked over at Peter with a scared look before nodding and walking away. You gave him a confused look before turning to Peter.
âIâm sorry. Heâs uh- heâs just- N-Nedâ he chuckled, you returned it and took a shaky breath. Why were you so nervous?
âI was wondering if you wanted to hang out this Saturday? My parents are going out of town and maybe we could watch a film?â You smiled, his smile dropped and his eyes widened making you regret.. life all together.
âI- you donât have to! I- just, never mindâ you sighed, turning to walk away, but he caught your hand before you could walk away.
âIâm sorry, I just never thought Iâd hear you say those words, Iâd love to come overâ he chuckled, and with more confidence than you thought.
âReally?â You asked, confused. âAre you sure?â
âWhy wouldnât I be?â He asked, slightly confused now as well.
âI-I donât know, just- never mind, see you thenâ you nodded before going to walk away, but his hand (that you were still holding) stopped you again.
âWhat time y/n?â He asked, you blushed deeply and cleared your throat before answering.
â6.30 fine?â
â6.30 fineâ
~
You heard three knocks at the door, you messaged the girls chat
Y/n đ- heâs here guys.
Mj đŤ- oh yeah get some
You smiled and put your phone on the sofa before walking over to open the door, there he was, standing with a small box of chocolates.
âH-Hi y/n, hereâ he smiled, handing you the box of chocolates. Your favourite.
âAwe thanks Pete, thatâs so sweetâ you smiled, letting him into the house. âGo and sit down, pick a movie, Iâll be through in a minuteâ you nodded, you walked through to the kitchen and put your chocolates in the fridge. You reached for your phone in your back pocket only to find it wasnât there.
âWhere is it?â You whispered, you looked on the countertops and back and forth to the front door and back to the kitchen.
âLooking for your phone?â You heard Peter say, you felt yourself jump before you turned to Peter, you smiled at him before you noticed that he wasnât smiling and he was looking down at your phone. You didnât really care for him being on your phone, but why did he look so sad? Did you not like your nud-
âWhatâs wrong?â You asked, he looked up and you and licked his lips. âYou got a text from Liz. I um, I didnât mean to look but your phone was on and you know-â
âNo I get it, what did she say?â You asked anxiously.
âSee for yourself, Iâll see you at school Y/nâ he said, before letting himself out, you felt tears brim your eyes. How have you already fucked up your chance with him? What did Liz say that was that bad?
Liz đś- I would say that the prank on Peter has gone too far.. but Iâll give you another 20 bucks if you sleep with him. đ
Oh
~
âPeter! Peter please!â You shouted through the door, knocking constantly. Until it finally opened.
âMayâ
âHi honey, whereâs Peter?â She asked. Making your way eyebrows furrow in confusion.
âHeâs not here?â You asked, she shook her head and explained to you that sometimes he takes walks outside when heâs stressed, though she seemed hesitant to telling you.
âOk, Iâll go and checkâ you nodded, with no hesitation you ran down the stairs and onto the streets of queens.
You really should have brought a jumper, it was freezing cold.
âFuck sake, Peter!?â You shouted, folding your arms across your chest to try and find some heat.
âPeter! Come on Iâm sorry! Can we talk for two minutes?â You shouted, maybe yelling wasnât a good idea, especially at night, in a slightly dodgy area.
âI can talk to you if youâd likeâ a rough voice says from behind you. Your heart stops and you pause in your steps.
âNo thanks, Iâm just looking for my friendâ you nodded. But he grabbed your hand and took you into the alleyway next to you, though his hand didnât have the same feeling came from when Peter grabbed your hand.
âAnd Iâm looking for some cash, give me your purse.â He nodded.
âNo please, Iâm just looking for someone, I donât have that muchâ you spoke, your voice slightly shaky, and tears started to fall down your cheeks.
âI donât careâ
âHey buddy didnât anyone tell you that itâs not nice to make the woman pay on the first date?â You heard a voice say in the distance. âThe gentleman is meant to pay for the first date.â Spider-Man said, as he swung in and punched the guy in the face.
âI mean not that women canât pay for the dates, I love women- I mean not like that- Iâm a total feministâ he said again, before webbing the guy to the wall.
âCops are on their wayâ he nodded, he was about to swing off when you stopped him.
âWait!â He turned to look at you, fiddling with his fingers.
âHave you seen my um. Peter Parker? He does an internship with mr stark at the tower, he says youâve met him once or twice.â You nodded, tears still spilling out of your eyes.
âUm yeah I know Peter, why are you looking for him?â He asked.
âMy friends messaged me- itâs a whole thing, but I really like him, and it all looks really bad on my part.â You groaned.
âYou really like him? Honestly? But heâs a bit of a nerd. And youâre really popularâ he scoffed, you shot angry eyes at him before walking over to him slowly and pointing your finger into his chest.
âDonât speak about him that way, heâs not a nerd he is incredibly smart, and if heâs a nerd then heâs a goddamn hot nerd, and who cares if Iâm pop-â you paused âhow do you know Iâm popular?â You asked.
His white eyes widened slightly as he tumbled over his words.
âFuck sake. I just admitted my undying love to Peter Parker didnât I?â You groaned, covering your face with your hands. âyouâre fucking Spider-Man, how the hell?!â
âYou did admit that yes,â he nodded before taking off his mask and strutting toward you, you walked backwards until your back his the cold wall. His gloved hand cupped your cheek, his fingertips curling to the back of your head.
Hi could you do a Peter Parker x reader where the reader was dared to go out with Peter and itâs just full with angst but ends happy hope I explained that well enough
YES! I think we all love a bit of angst.
âHey y/n! Heâs staring at you againâ Mj spoke. You blushed deeply and looked over at the suspect. Peter Parker.
âUgh what a weirdoâ you scoffed. But you were lying, truth was that you had a huge crush on Peter Parker. But you had to keep that to yourself because you were part of the âpopular girlsâ, you had been friends with them for as long as you could remember.
Usually you girls wouldnât date âthe nerdsâ, because the queen bee Liz thought it would put a reputation on your group.
Though another secret that the girls arenât aware of is that you and Peter had been neighbours ever since his parents died. Yes you lived next to his Aunt May. So you and Peter had known of each other for years, itâs just that youâve never managed to hold a conversation with him for more than 10 seconds because you both got too nervous.
Currently you were at a party with your school year and some in the year below. You wore a tight, black, sleeved top and a red skirt.
âHey Y/n I dare you to ask him out.â Liz said suddenly. Your eyes widened and your mouth hung open.
âWhat?â You scoffed.
âCome on, Iâll give you 20 bucks, I want to see how he reacts, could you imagine! U-u-uh s-s-sure y-y/nâ she mocked, you felt bad for the mockery but on the other hand what could go wrong? You get 20 dollars and you get to date Peter without being judged, maybe.
âUm, ok sureâ you nod. Liz squeals and hands you 20 dollars, you roll your eyes and stuffed it into your skirt pocket. You took a deep breath before walking over to Peter and Ned.
âHi Peter, and Ned right?â You asked. Looking over at the boy. He looked over at Peter with a scared look before nodding and walking away. You gave him a confused look before turning to Peter.
âIâm sorry. Heâs uh- heâs just- N-Nedâ he chuckled, you returned it and took a shaky breath. Why were you so nervous?
âI was wondering if you wanted to hang out this Saturday? My parents are going out of town and maybe we could watch a film?â You smiled, his smile dropped and his eyes widened making you regret.. life all together.
âI- you donât have to! I- just, never mindâ you sighed, turning to walk away, but he caught your hand before you could walk away.
âIâm sorry, I just never thought Iâd hear you say those words, Iâd love to come overâ he chuckled, and with more confidence than you thought.
âReally?â You asked, confused. âAre you sure?â
âWhy wouldnât I be?â He asked, slightly confused now as well.
âI-I donât know, just- never mind, see you thenâ you nodded before going to walk away, but his hand (that you were still holding) stopped you again.
âWhat time y/n?â He asked, you blushed deeply and cleared your throat before answering.
â6.30 fine?â
â6.30 fineâ
~
You heard three knocks at the door, you messaged the girls chat
Y/n đ- heâs here guys.
Mj đŤ- oh yeah get some
You smiled and put your phone on the sofa before walking over to open the door, there he was, standing with a small box of chocolates.
âH-Hi y/n, hereâ he smiled, handing you the box of chocolates. Your favourite.
âAwe thanks Pete, thatâs so sweetâ you smiled, letting him into the house. âGo and sit down, pick a movie, Iâll be through in a minuteâ you nodded, you walked through to the kitchen and put your chocolates in the fridge. You reached for your phone in your back pocket only to find it wasnât there.
âWhere is it?â You whispered, you looked on the countertops and back and forth to the front door and back to the kitchen.
âLooking for your phone?â You heard Peter say, you felt yourself jump before you turned to Peter, you smiled at him before you noticed that he wasnât smiling and he was looking down at your phone. You didnât really care for him being on your phone, but why did he look so sad? Did you not like your nud-
âWhatâs wrong?â You asked, he looked up and you and licked his lips. âYou got a text from Liz. I um, I didnât mean to look but your phone was on and you know-â
âNo I get it, what did she say?â You asked anxiously.
âSee for yourself, Iâll see you at school Y/nâ he said, before letting himself out, you felt tears brim your eyes. How have you already fucked up your chance with him? What did Liz say that was that bad?
Liz đś- I would say that the prank on Peter has gone too far.. but Iâll give you another 20 bucks if you sleep with him. đ
Oh
~
âPeter! Peter please!â You shouted through the door, knocking constantly. Until it finally opened.
âMayâ
âHi honey, whereâs Peter?â She asked. Making your way eyebrows furrow in confusion.
âHeâs not here?â You asked, she shook her head and explained to you that sometimes he takes walks outside when heâs stressed, though she seemed hesitant to telling you.
âOk, Iâll go and checkâ you nodded, with no hesitation you ran down the stairs and onto the streets of queens.
You really should have brought a jumper, it was freezing cold.
âFuck sake, Peter!?â You shouted, folding your arms across your chest to try and find some heat.
âPeter! Come on Iâm sorry! Can we talk for two minutes?â You shouted, maybe yelling wasnât a good idea, especially at night, in a slightly dodgy area.
âI can talk to you if youâd likeâ a rough voice says from behind you. Your heart stops and you pause in your steps.
âNo thanks, Iâm just looking for my friendâ you nodded. But he grabbed your hand and took you into the alleyway next to you, though his hand didnât have the same feeling came from when Peter grabbed your hand.
âAnd Iâm looking for some cash, give me your purse.â He nodded.
âNo please, Iâm just looking for someone, I donât have that muchâ you spoke, your voice slightly shaky, and tears started to fall down your cheeks.
âI donât careâ
âHey buddy didnât anyone tell you that itâs not nice to make the woman pay on the first date?â You heard a voice say in the distance. âThe gentleman is meant to pay for the first date.â Spider-Man said, as he swung in and punched the guy in the face.
âI mean not that women canât pay for the dates, I love women- I mean not like that- Iâm a total feministâ he said again, before webbing the guy to the wall.
âCops are on their wayâ he nodded, he was about to swing off when you stopped him.
âWait!â He turned to look at you, fiddling with his fingers.
âHave you seen my um. Peter Parker? He does an internship with mr stark at the tower, he says youâve met him once or twice.â You nodded, tears still spilling out of your eyes.
âUm yeah I know Peter, why are you looking for him?â He asked.
âMy friends messaged me- itâs a whole thing, but I really like him, and it all looks really bad on my part.â You groaned.
âYou really like him? Honestly? But heâs a bit of a nerd. And youâre really popularâ he scoffed, you shot angry eyes at him before walking over to him slowly and pointing your finger into his chest.
âDonât speak about him that way, heâs not a nerd he is incredibly smart, and if heâs a nerd then heâs a goddamn hot nerd, and who cares if Iâm pop-â you paused âhow do you know Iâm popular?â You asked.
His white eyes widened slightly as he tumbled over his words.
âFuck sake. I just admitted my undying love to Peter Parker didnât I?â You groaned, covering your face with your hands. âyouâre fucking Spider-Man, how the hell?!â
âYou did admit that yes,â he nodded before taking off his mask and strutting toward you, you walked backwards until your back his the cold wall. His gloved hand cupped your cheek, his fingertips curling to the back of your head.
Summary: you and Tom are both pilots and are off on a mission, what your flight team don't know is that you two are dating...
Yes this is based off of top gun maverick, with a slightly different ending.
Warnings: swearing, near death shit, angst, fluff?
Pairing: pilot!tom x pilot!reader
Word count: 1.6k
Your pov:
"Dagger 1 up and ready" you spoke, you took a deep shaky breath as you pulled up to the runway.
"Dagger 2 up and ready" Tom spoke.
"Dagger 3 up and ready"
"Dagger 4 up and ready"
You gave the hand signals, showing you were ready for takeoff. And that was it you were in the air and now it was toms turn.
You and Tom were fighter pilots for the US Navy, you had been chosen months ago to train at top gun for an important mission, where you guys had met, and what everyone else didn't know, fell in love. Your call sign is 'tigerlily' since Peter Pan was your favourite film growing up, and toms call sign is 'Dutch'.
"Dagger 2 away" he was in the air now.
"Dagger 3 away"
"Dagger 4 away"
Tom was your wingman, for this mission and you were team leader, you had both been chosen since you were both top of the class. Your friend phoenix and Bob would follow you and payback and fanboy would follow Tom, to help you both destroy the target.
"Pilots get into dagger formation" you say, you were first in the formation, with phoenix and Bob behind you. "Dagger attack" you spoke, giving the signal for the tomahawks to be released.
"Mark, two and a half minutes, starting now" you spoke.
"Mark"
"Mark" Dutch spoke, a crack in his voice but you didn't let it shake you too much.
"First Sam sight up ahead" you said, glancing up at the Sam sight that sat on top of the cliff.
"More Sam's three o'clock high" you heard payback say. You glanced up again and saw exactly what he was on about.
"We have two minutes until target" you heard Bob say.
"Tigerlily you have two bandits, flying due east"
"They're flying away from us, they don't know we are here" Dutch said, you looked up at the Sam's that were overhead before saying.
"But the second those tomahawks hit the runway they'll change course to defend the target, increase speed" you nodded, increasing to 700 knots.
"Right behind you tigerlily don't wait for me" phoenix said.
You reached a bridge when you noticed Tom was trailing behind. "Come on Tom, don't think, just do" you whispered, just to him.
"Heads up phoenix" you said, minding the bridge, and noticing that Tom had re engaged. "Yes Dutch!"
"Climbing in three.. two.. one.." you muttered, before pulling back and climbing the steep mountain.
"Right behind you tigerlily" phoenix said, following you. It wasn't long before you were over the peak and you had the target in sight.
"Get me eyes on the target Bob" you said, diving closer and closer.
"Stand by tigerlily, I almost have it." Bob said back, his voice cracking with nerve
"Come on Bob" you muttered, to yourself.
"Stand by!" He said. "I have lock, shoot shoot shoot" he said, you finally took the shot and started climbing the other steep.
The climb made you feel like your head was going to implode, but you kept a steady course. Your eyes felt as if they were slowly fading, as you heard the faint cheers of having impact on the target.
"Dutch status!" You shouted, trying to keep yourself conscious.
"I'm almost there tigerlily," he spoke.
Toms pov:
"Fanboy get me eyes on the target" Tom said.
"Shit shit, there's something wrong with this laser! Dead eye! Dead eye! Dead eye!" Fanboy cried, his laser going every which way.
"Shit, not time, pull out, i'm dropping blind" Tom said.
"Just give me a second Dutch I've got this!" Fanboy said.
"No time, dropping blind. Start climbing!" He said, dropping the bombs, having a direct impact.
He felt the climb starting to effect his body, the weight of him crushing down on his spine. He could faintly hear the cheers of everyone screaming...
"Bullseye! bullseye! bullseye!!"
"We're not out of this yet!" He could hear his girlfriend shout, before muttering an "oh shit" and he worried.
Your pov:
"Oh shit" you muttered, watching as the Sam's shot at you. "Dagger 1 defending" you said, punching your flares button.
"Dutch status!" You shouted, but there was no reply, but you finally saw him make it out of coffin corner. And Sam's shot at him too.
"Dutch on your six!" You warned, and hearing him say:
"Dagger 2 defending" and shooting out his flares.
"Phoenix same on your nose!" You warned, before seeing Sam's coming after you as well.
"Dagger 1 defending"
"Copy tigerlily, dagger 3 defending"
"Payback on your 10!" Dutch shouted.
"Copy Dutch, dagger 4 defending"
"Talk to me Bob!!"
"Phoenix break right break right!"
"Dagger 2 defending! Shit! I'm out of flares!" Dutch yelled, your eyes widened in fear as you looked around noticing the Sam's following him.
" I can't get it off me, shit shit shit!!" He cried. You moved your plane in front of his, before hitting the breaks and flying right over him, punching your flare button at the same time to protect him, distracting you from the incoming Sam that hit your plane.
The next thing you knew you were tumbling to the ground.
Toms pov:
"Tigerlily!! Fuck no! No no no!" Tom shouted, watching your plain go down, they had avoided the Sam's now and were heading towards the ships direction.
"We have to go back! Please, we have to find her" Tom shouted, his voice cracking.
"Daggers recommended to head south, bandits are closing in"
"No no please, we have to get her please, I can't leave her, fuck sake. Please, phoenix" he begged, tears brimming his eyes.
"Dagger 2 fly south. Acknowledge! Acknowledge"
"Dutch, she's gone, tigerlily is gone"
"No, no she's not, I'm going to get her, I can't live without her" Tom said, before flying over the radar in search of you.
Big mistake on his part, and he realised when he saw the Sam fly right behind him, but the good news was that he found your plane crash.
"Launch search and rescue! Launch it now!!" Was the last thing he heard before everything went dark.
Your pov:
You woke up to the faint sounds of beeping, and the feeling of someone's hand wrapped around yours.
"You're awake." You heard phoenix whisper.
Your eyes fluttered open finally and you saw her sitting in front of you. But only one thing came to mind.
"Tom. Tom! Oh my god where is he? Is he ok!?" You panicked.
"Hold on y/n, chill" Natasha chuckled. "He's um, he was knocked unconscious, he's ok the doctors say, but at the moment he is in a coma" she nodded, tears spring into your eyes.
"What room is he in?" You asked.
"The one next door" she answered, which is when you sprung to your feet and ran, it wasn't a far run but your legs felt as if you'd buckle at any moment.
You saw Bob sitting beside toms bed, with an unconscious Tom laying there, tears rolled down your cheeks as you looked at him.
This time you took small steps towards him. "Do you think he can hear us?" You whispered to Bob, feeling Natasha's presence behind you in the doorway.
"That's what the doctors say. They said it might even help 'im to wake up faster" bob nodded. You returned the nod and sat down next to him. His limp hand looked so cold and lonely, so you wrapped yours around his.
"How did this happen?" You asked, not taking your eyes off of your hands.
"He went after you" Natasha said from behind you, more tears streamed your cheeks at the thought.
"Yeah and he said something before he got shot down actually. He said that he couldn't live without you" bob nodded. Your heartbeat increased.
"Is there something going on with you and Tom, y/n?" Natasha asked.
"We have been dating since the first month of training." You choked, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.
"We kept it a secret because we thought it would throw people off the mission" you nodded "guess there is no harm in telling you now" you sighed, looking up at him.
You felt a tingle in your hand that was holding his before feeling his hand squeeze yours ever so gently.
"Tom, Tom sweetheart I'm here" you choked, "nat get a nurse, he squeezed my hand" you said, a shaky breath leaving your lips.
"Tommy, hey hey, you're ok" you cooed, leaning over and rubbing his cheek with your other hand. You saw his eyelashes flutter slightly. He was waking up.
"Darling" he croaked, you sucked in a breath of air, he was awake.
~
"Tom what the hell was that!?" You yelled, now that all of that was over, you found your emotion changing from sad to angry.
"What do you mean? I came after you to save your life!" He scoffed, still you both held on tightly to one another, scared to let the other go.
"I saved your life! That was the whole point, I mean what were you thinking!?" You said back.
"You told me not to think" he defended, which left you speechless.
"I just don't want to lose you Tom" you sniffed, feeling the tears coming back.
"Well how do you think I felt when you got shot down baby? I don't want to lose you either! I love you too much" he choked, that was the first time he muttered those words to you.
"You love me?" You choked back.
"I love you so much it hurts sweetheart" he muttered.
You smiled and then leaned in, smashing your lips together. He smiled into the kiss, both of your salty tears running down your cheeks.
"You're the love of my life" you whispered against his lips.
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Summary: it's the Halloween weekend and your children go to a Halloween party, your husband is again on duty, so you sit back and watch a horror film, until that horror becomes a reality...
Warnings: swearing, mentions of nudity, slutshaming?, fluff
Pairing: policeman!husband!tom x wife!reader
Word count: 1.1k
Your pov:
You were left alone.
Ok you're over exaggerating a little bit, you've got tessa, and I guess you had Michael Myers.
Tom had to go on duty, something about shutting down parties that get out of hand. And your two children Liam, your eldest (17), and Bella, your youngest (16), were at their friends house for a Halloween party, you were worried about the party but since they were together you let them go.
Trick or treaters had been coming by all night, and you constantly had to pause the tv to get the door. Speaking of which.
"Trick or treat!!" They shouted, you smiled brightly and grabbed the bowel next to the door and held it out for them.
"Don't you guys look amazing!" You smiled watching them dig into all the sweets in the bowel. You saw one of the young boys was dressed up as a police officer.
"Ohh! My husband would love your outfit little mister" you smiled, he smiled back at you.
"Why?" He asked curiously.
"Because he is a police officer, in real life." You said enthusiastically, making the boys smile widen.
"Does he shoot people" he asked, your eyes widened, you looked up to the mother who seemed to be going around with them for help, who too had her eyes wide.
"Children look at that house! Isn't that cool" she said, you mouthed a 'thank you' to her before they all ran away.
You took a deep breath and smiled at sweet tessa laying on the couch, you decided to get her a treat, for dealing with the constant knocking on the door.
"I know tessa, I miss everybody too." You nodded. You felt yourself grow tired very quickly. It wasn't long before you felt yourself nod off and fall asleep.
~
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Trick or treat!" You jumped, you don't know why you said trick or treat yourself, but you did continue hearing the door being knocked on.
"Ok ok I'm coming I'm coming!" You shouted, grabbing the bowel and rushing to the door. You opened it sleepily and spoke again. "Dig in" you yawned.
"Seriously mum? Fruit? Kind of lame no?" You heard your eldest say, your eyes widened as you looked at the bowel in your hands, yup it's fruit. Both of them walked in, including your husband who was behind them.
"You guys are home early, and you mister are home late" you said to Tom, though a small smirk grew on your lips when you saw his uniform, god he looked handsome.
"Sorry mama, it's our kids fault though." He said, his voice just below a whisper. "Tell your mother what happened. Your eyebrows furrowed and you turned around to see your kids, only then did your eyes widen in pure shock.
"WHERE ARE YOUR SHIRTS?!" You shouted. Your son was dress with half a police uniform, the other half was just skin, he was a slutty policeman. And your daughter was a playboy bunny, in a skirt that barely covered her bottom and a bra in which her boobs were spilling out.
"Oh my god I can't even look at you right now. Put these on right now" you said, covering your eyes and throwing them both one of Liams hoodies, because you knew he liked them baggy so it would at least cover them so you could look them in the
"And Liam, your dad is a real policeman, do you not think going as a slutty one is a bit weird?!" You said, pinching your nose in disappointment.
"Didn't really think about it" he shrugged, of course he didn't.
"I thought you guys were going as blow up dinosaurs, you guys were so exited when they arrived" you said sadly walking back towards the living room and sitting on the sofa. They all followed you and your kids sat in front of you and Tom as he sat next to you.
"Mum come on, no offence but we are 17 and 16, you can't say you didn't dress like this when you were our age." Bella nodded, and before you could defend yourself your husband jumped in.
"She did dress up like that, but at least she had the decency to cover up her boobs and ass!" Tom said, clearly angry at the idea of boys ogling at his daughter and girls ogling at his son.
"Exactly, the sluttiest thing I ever wore was a cat suit, remember that year I dressed up as the black cat from the comics" you smiled, turning to Tom, he had a big smirk on his face, clearly he remembered.
"Oh I remember love, it was hot as fuck" he winked, leaning in, wrapping his arm around you and giving your lips a sweet kiss.
"Gross"
"Please stop" your children said, fake gagging to back up their point.
"Ok anyway, it's not an excuse to go out to parties half naked, I mean that's just gross. You guys are grounded for a week" you nodded. Your children groaned.
"Why don't you tell your mum what else happened." Tom spoke again, your eyebrows furrowed and you turned to your kids.
"What else happened?" You asked.
"Party got busted" your son said shamefully. You turned to Tom and raised your eyebrows, and he returned your look.
"There were a lot of noise complaints from the neighbours, lot of drunk people were passed out as well, including our daughter." He nodded, he took his arm back from around your waist, because he knew what was coming.
"Look at me" you said, standing up from the sofa, you looked into your children's eyes and indeed found, they were hammered.
"You guys are grounded for a month." You said, "Now go and shower and go to bed," you nodded, your kids groaned again and left the living room.
You plopped back onto the sofa next to Tom, who instantly wrapped his arm around you again, you snuggled into his side and sighed deeply.
"You did good mama, as always" he nodded, kissing your temple.
"What were you watching?" He asked. You looked at the tv and noticed your movie had finished.
"I was watching Halloween, but I think me and Tessa fell asleep." You shrugged, "I love you Thomas" you smiled.
Summary: you and your friend Grace decide to dress up and go into the city for dinner...
Warnings: fluff, swearing, this one is quite cute to be honest.
Pairing: husband/police officer!tom x wife!reader
Word count: 1.1k (short and sweet)
Your pov:
"Y/n are you almost ready?! I want to get my groove on!" Grace shouted, you smiled and chuckled, picturing her practising her 80's moves.
"Give me on second!" You yelled back, you fluffed your hair once more and looked at yourself in the mirror. This was all graces idea and who were you to say no? Your husbands were both on duty and you had nothing better to do anyway. She had heard about a new 80's bar in the city that had a dance floor and begged you too go, but they only allow you in if you wear an 80's outfit, so here you are standing in your flares and a multi coloured top with out hair so curly it could have been a perm.
"Finally I thought we were going to be late for our reservation" Grace sighed dramatically as you came down the stairs. You furrowed your eyebrows and took your car keys out of the bowl on the side.
"You don't book this place, you just show up? That's what you said anyway" you chuckled, instantly making Grace return it.
"I know, it's just you were taking so long that by the time you were ready they would be starting to make people make reservations" she shrugged. You closed the front door and got into the car.
"Alright enough out of you!"
~
You had been driving along the road for some time now. It was nice to catch up with Grace, you rarely found the time for it anymore. Since Tom and Harrison were usually on duty together, and you both had your jobs too, and on top of that you and Tom are trying, with every chance you guys get, you hadn't been successful yet, which is why tonight you are the designated driver since you wouldn't be drinking. But Grace will be, you just know it. Even if she says she 'isn't' she loves a bit of fun.
"Ugh y/n you're not even a mum yet and you're still driving like one" Grace complains, cranking up the music to a higher volume.
"What do you mean, this road is a 70 and I'm doing 68" you questioned, you liked keeping a reasonable speed.
"Just because our husbands are policemen doesn't mean we have to follow their rules like everybody else" she groaned.
"Um Grace, I think that's exactly what it means" you chuckled. But you think about it for a minute.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to go a little bit faster, there's like nobody on the road." You shrugged, if it was busy then hell no you wouldn't, but there is only one car in front of you on the dual carriage way, so what's the harm?
"Yes! That's my girl! Punch it!" She squeals, while turning up the volume even louder, you chuckle and press your foot down harder on the accelerator, you clicked the window buttons beside you, making all the windows go down, thankfully there was nothing in the car that could fly out and make a mess.
You reached about 86 when you heard the sirens. You felt your heart clench in your chest. You couldn't get arrested, you had a non-jail streak! Your palms began to sweat as you put your indicator on and pulled into the side.
Once you came to a stop you turned to your friend full of panic.
"I can't get arrested Grace!! What the hell will Tom think? And a fine? While we are trying for a baby, we can't be in dept before the baby is even ma-"
"Ok y/n stop freaking out, you won't get arrested, it's just a speeding fine and they aren't the worst fine you can get. Just breathe" Grace smiled.
"Plus I was the one who practically forced you to do it so I'll take the blame!" She nodded, you heard the car door slam behind you, and you looked at the mirror seeing him walk towards you.
"Breathe girl, I gotchu" she nodded, rubbing your arm soothingly.
You didn't dare look at the policeman when you heard him say.
"License an- sweetheart?" Sweetheart? Who does this motherfuc-
"Tom?!" You and Grace shrieked in horror.
"No way! Why the fuck were you going 85 in a 70?" Tom laughed, his shoulders practically shaking.
"Well actually it was 86-"
"Y/n Shh!" Grace interrupted.
"Ah Grace is here. HAZ! Get out here! We just pulled over our wives!!" He yelled, still finding this situation absolutely hilarious.
"What?! No way" you heard Harrison shout back, before you heard the jingling of his handcuffs as he ran towards the car, and went over to the passenger side.
You chuckled and rolled down her window again so she could speak to Haz.
"I'm gonna take it this was your fault then missy?" Harrison said to his wife, she giggled and nodded, telling him all about what happened.
You turned to Tom again and noticed he had crouched down the the window so his arms were crossed and resting on it.
"Hey peaches." He said sweetly, making your heart do a flip.
"Hey Tommy" you giggled, leaning in and giving him a peck on the lips.
"I'm not gonna fine you baby-"
"Thank go-"
"I'm gonna guilt trip you" he chuckled, making you groan.
"Next time don't go so fast, you'd be surprised with how many accidents happen on this road, and I don't want one of them to be you, alright?" He said sternly, you bit your lip and nodded.
"Ok, I'm sorry Tom" you smiled, he returned it and nodded.
"Good girl," he whispered, "what time do you think you'll get home?" He asked.
"I don't know, depends on how much she plans to drink" you chuckled.
"Well please hurry back, I'll wait up, but I was thinking we could try again tonight. I've got a good feeling" he winked, your cheeks turned red and you blushed deeply.
"Ok Tommy." You nodded.
"Ok darling." He returned, "right we best be off, we have other people's nights to ruin, so I'll see you when you get home." He nodded to Haz, who returned it, giving Grace a quick kiss before he stood up straight.
"Drive safe, I love you darling" he whispered, kissing your lips once more. âAnd by the way, you look greatâ he winked
"Love you Tom" you smiled, watching him as he walked off.
"Well that was a close call" Grace scoffed, making you laugh.
I love policeman tom, I don't know about anyone else!! đ
Warnings: swearing, angst, near death, fluff? Reader gets shot.
Pairing: stark!reader x Peter Parker
Word count: 0.9k
Your pov:
"Peter?! Peter oh my god, you're okay" you cried, taking Peter in your arms and the both of you collapsed to the ground. He had his head tucked into your neck and you both cried for a minute.
Peter had been captured by hydra, finally rescued today, he came in, bruised and limping. You weren't allowed to go and save him either, your dad thought it would be too much.
"You're okay now baby, you're home"
~
That was three months ago, now you had a mission and it was time to-
"Suit up!" Tony yelled, and before you knew it you climbed into the quinjet.
The flight was silent, and Peter kept stretching his neck.
"You okay baby?" You asked, he turned to you and nodded his head.
"Yeah yeah, I'm fine princess, I just have a small headache." He smiled.
~
"Shit Peter where are you! I need you on my six!" You yelled into the comms. But you stopped in your tracks when you felt a piercing in your right abdomen.
"Fuck. That hurt" you muttered, before collapsing to the groaned, clutching on your wound.
"Y/n?! Y/n talk to us! What happened?!" Sam yelled into the comms. You took a deep breath and spoke back.
"I got shot! Fuck, dad help!" You cried, feeling the blood seeping through your fingers.
"Hold on kid, I've got your location, I'll be there in 3 minutes tops!" You heard your dad say into the comms.
Your breath hitched as you heard a twig snapped behind you, you turned to the sound and saw Peter standing above you.
"Thank god, Pete, help me. Please. It hurts so bad" you whimpered, but Peter just stood there. Darkness filled his eyes.
"Baby?" You choked, feeling your eyes water. What's going on? Your eyes widened when you saw him lift a gun to you. Did he shoot you?
"Pete no!!" You yelled, rolling away from him, before you heard a thud next to you and Peter was unconscious.
"Get y/n on the jet, keep Parker as far away as possible, get to the compound now!" Your dad yelled.
~
"Y/n, we need you." Your dad said, your eyes widened and wavered as tears coated them. It had been months since you'd seen Peter. You had healed up relatively quickly but Peter, Peter was chained up in another room and still determined to kill you.
It was hard hitting, the love of your life wanting to kill you and you couldn't see him until it was over. And now after about two months you were about to see him for the first time.
"What? Why?" You asked, feeling your heart start to palpitate.
"We've tried everything. We think the only way he'll come out is you."
~
He was chained to a wall. A prisoner. His wrists were bruised, probably from trying to break free, yet with no avail. They had you stand in the room, far away from him at first, to see if any strength could aggravate him out of the chains. But they were too strong.
It was hard to see him, all you could see from afar was rage. You gulped before walking forward, closer to him, he couldn't touch you, only you could touch him, and the avengers were just behind the window and door.
"Pete." You whispered, as you got closer.
"Kill her" he whispered to himself. Which made your heart clench. But then you looked in his eyes. The pupils were displayed fully, but as you got closer you could see the brown fighting to push it back.
"Baby please. Please come back to me." You begged getting on your knees and sitting in front of him.
"I love you so so much Peter, I can't do this without you. Just come back to me" you sniffed, feeling tears coating your eyes. But you could see the brown in his eyes fighting back stronger.
"Come on man. Don't make me give you the true loves kiss. We ain't in no fairy tale" you chuckled, sucking in a tight breath. But it seemed to have worked slightly, as the brown was fighting back even more.
"Fucks sake" you mumbled before leaning in, letting your eyes flutter shut and smashing your lips together. You could only imagine what your dad was thinking of fucking course. See if this works I'm going to fucking kill that kid.
But your heart fluttered when you felt his lips kiss back. You pulled back and saw Peter. His eyes flicked between your lips and eyes, but his began to waver and tear up.
"Thank god." He choked. His lips began to wobble slightly and sobs escaped them. You got closer to him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.
"It's okay, you're back now baby, you're back" you cooed, running your fingers through his brown curls.
"No princess, it's not okay, I thought I killed you. I thought I lost you" he cried. You chuckled slightly and kissed his forehead.
"It's gonna take a lot to kill me my love, I promise it's okay, I'm just glad your back" you smiled. "Now kiss me again" you giggled, he returned it and leaned in to kiss you again. His lips were slightly chapped, but soft non the less.
"I need these chains off of me now, it's been too long" he complained. You chuckled and nodded.
Summary: reader wakes up with memory loss and doesn't remember her father or boyfriend.
Warnings: angst, heavy angst, fluff? Swearing.
Pairing: stark!reader x Peter Parker. Stark!reader x avengers.
Word count: 1.4k
Your pov:
"Steve I'm on your right, give me a boost!" You said through your coms.
"You got it stark, ready when you are" he said back.
"Spider-boy, you ready for me?" You asked into the coms, you heard him sigh and mumble something incoherent about being called 'spider-man', making you chuckle.
"Ready for you baby" he spoke back, you smiled and ran towards Steve, jumping into the air and landing on his hands, which sent you flying through the air.
But before you could feel yourself land in your boyfriends arms you heard a Big Bang. It was loud, sending shocks throughout your body, as well of the fact that your body flew through the air, you body slamming against a wall, and then you knocked out.
Peter's pov:
5 hours. 5 hours it had been since Peter last saw you. You had been hospitalised, and no one else had seen you since. Every-time a doctor or nurse walked by Peter would pray that they had news.
And finally that time had come.
"Miss stark's family" he smiled, Tony and Peter instantly shot up from their seats, while everybody else stood behind them. "She's woken up" he smiled, looking at Tony and Peter.
"What is your relation to miss stark?" The nurse asked both Peter and Tony, as they were at the front.
"I'm her father, Tony stark" he said, slight offence feigning his voice that the nurse didn't recognise him.
"I-I'm her fiancĂŠ, P-Peter Parker" he lied, his heart starting to race after he felt Tony's gaze burn into his skin.
"Funny, she didn't have a ring on her finger Mr Parker" the nurse said, his eyebrows furrowed in slight suspicion.
"She takes it off d-during missions. S-She doesn't want to lose it" Peter nodded, which made the nurse believe him.
"I'm afraid at the moment we are only allowed one visitor at a time, we are a bit busier than usual." The nurse explained, before giving Tony and Peter your room number and walking away.
"Ok kid, let me go in first yeah, then we can discuss this whole fiancĂŠ thing after you've been in. And by discuss I mean program your suit to take you into space with no return." Tony nodded, peters eyes widened and he felt his heart stop.
"M-Mr stark I-I only said that s-so I could see y/n, b-because you have to be in t-that s-sort-"
"Kid. Chillax, I was joking, you know what sarcasm is? Right, I'll be out in a few minutes"
~
A few minutes felt like an hour. Before Tony finally walked out, his eyes glossed over with tears, before turning to Peter, cradling him in a giant hug. He was confused, but mr stark just needed a minute.
"She doesn't remember me kid." He choked, breaking the hug. He took his glasses off and wiped his eyes.
"W-what?" Peter asked, tears glossing over his eyes too.
"She has memory loss, she doesn't remember anything." Tony nodded, before patting his back. "Hopefully you'll have more luck. I need to find a nurse." He nodded, before walking off. Peter gulped before he pushed the door open.
"Hey"
Your pov:
Your eyes gently fluttered open, a white light above you shone into your eyes, making your eyes squint.
"Oh good, you're awake, let me go get your family." A nurse smiled, before he left the room. Leaving you confused. Why were you here? How did you end up here?
It wasn't long before a man walked into your room, a handsome man, grey hair and blue tech glasses, and a goatee.
"How are you feeling y/n?" He smiled, walking over to the chair next to your bed and sitting on it. He leant over and took your hand in his.
You hesitated but slowly took your hand away, tears coating your eyes. You felt a familiar presence, he was someone important to you.
"I-I'm so sorry, but-" you sucked in a breath "who are you?" You asked. You saw tears coat his eyes too, a hurtful smile tugging at his lips.
"What do you mean kid? I-I'm your dad, Tony Stark?" He asked, sighing when you shook your head.
"Iron man?" He tried, but you shook your head again. He nodded and stood up.
"I'm sorry, I'm gonna go. I have to find a nurse, but I am your father Tony. Just so you know. And the next guy that's going to come in. He is your boyfriend. Don't be too hard on him ok?" He nodded, not giving you a chance to answer before he left.
You sucked in a breath and awaited for your next visitor. You had a boyfriend? What does he look like? Come on think!!
"Hey" you heard a sweet voice say shyly. You turned toward him and met the most gorgeous pair of brown eyes, beautiful lips, pretty brown locks.
"Hey. W-what's your name?" You asked hesitantly. Don't be too hard on him.
"I- um, I'm Peter, your boyfriend. But uh, if a nurse asks then I'm your fiancĂŠ" he chuckled slightly, shaking his head and looking at the ground. You returned his chuckle, making his head shoot up, he smiled brightly at you, making your heart clench.
You felt different towards this one. He was so important to you, you could feel it. He walked over and took a seat next to you on the chair your dad just sat on.
He looked at your hand that lay on the bed and hesitantly you turned your hand, hinting for him to take your hand, which hesitantly he did.
He held onto it with two hands and pressed his forehead against it. And when he lifted it once again you saw the tears in his eyes.
"You really don't remember me baby?" He asked, feeling your heart throb at the name. You wanted to remember. You wanted to remember so bad.
"I'm sorry" you choked, shaking your head.
Peter's pov:
"It's my fault! If I had just caught her in time then she wouldn't have forgotten everybody!" Peter yelled, brushing his hands through his hair with frustration.
"Kid listen to me, it's not your fault! That blast took her out long before you could have caught her. It was not your fault she can't remember any of us!" Tony yelled back.
It had been a few months since the incident, and since you got out of hospital Peter had taken you all around the city to try and re jog your memory, though nothing had happened yet. And Peter had been blaming himself since.
Your pov:
"It's my fault! If I had just caught her in time then she wouldn't have forgotten everybody!" Peter yelled, brushing his hands through his hair with frustration.
"Kid listen to me, it's not your fault! That blast took her out long before you could have caught her. It was not your fault she can't remember any of us!" Tony yelled back.
You stood behind a wall listening in, tears coating your eyes. You didn't mean to eves drop, you were meant to meet up with Peter for another memory exercise.
You sucked in a quiet breath and walked away. To the only space you felt happy in.
~
"Hey, I couldn't find you" you heard Peter say. You quickly wiped the tears on your cheeks and smiled at him.
"Hey" you sniffed, he took a seat next to you and looked toward the sunset that you were watching. "How did you find me?" You asked.
"This was your favourite spot" he nodded, "what's wrong?" He asked.
"I just- I'm sorry. I didn't remember you guys and it's hurting you. I just wanted to surprise you all-"
"Wait what do you mean?" Peter interrupted.
"I've been getting small snippets of my memories. I was going to tell you all but I wanted them to come back fully before I told you" you sniffed.
"I was so close. But I'm practically breaking you guys. I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry" you choked. Peter cupped your cheek and made you look at him.
"You remember me?" He asked, tears sliding down the apple of his cheek when you nodded your head.
"I'd never forget you permanently bug boy" you chuckled, making him return it, before leaning in and connecting your lips together.
Summary: you're best friend, Sam, has a twin you just can't escape from.
Warnings: swearing, fluff, angst, slight asshole!harry, loveable!harry that should be it.
Pairing: Harry x reader
Word count: 1.8k
Your pov:
"Hey Sam where do you keep the fucking pesto!?" You yelled from the kitchen. You and Sam, your best friend since birth, were making some kind of pasta and while he got his 'fancy apron' from his room you were to get the ingredients out.
"I don't know man just keep looking!" He yelled back, you rolled your eyes at your best friend and continued searching in the cupboards.
"Looking for this?" You heard a voice say from behind you. You didn't even need to turn around to know who it was. Harry Holland. Your best friends twin brother, the boy infuriated you, you don't even remember the reason you hated him, ever since birth he just got on your nerves.
"Harry, why do you even have that? You don't cook?" You sighed, turning to find that Harry in fact had the missing pesto.
"I was looking around for something snacky to eat, and I came across a tub with some yucky looking green stuff on it, with a label. Do not touch- y/n and Sam" he grinned, "so I thought this is perfect."
"What so I'd chase you around until I get it back?" You rolled your eyes, and placed your hands on your hips.
"Well I don't think your boyfriend would be too happy about you chasing a guy around the kitchen" he said, though his smirk had shrunk. You choked back the wince at the mention of your boyfriend, Harry's best friend actually.
"Just give me the pesto back Holland" you sighed, and there it was, the cheeky smirk had fully returned.
"Come and get it sweetheart" he teased, making you once again roll your eyes, at the nickname and his child like attitude.
Yet you lunged for it anyway, chasing him around the the kitchens island in circles.
"Come on man, I wanna eat before I drink so I don't get hammered tonight and throw up!" You yelled, sliding your sock covered feet along the hardwood floor.
"Where's the fun in that L/n?" He chuckled, you continued chasing him round and round in circles. Until finally your feet slipped from beneath you, your body crashing to the floor.
A horrible pain flooded your left rib, you clutched it with your right hand and squeezed your eyes shut, stopping any tears from escaping. Yet you didn't even hit your rib off of anything...
"Shit, y/n are you alright? I didn't mean for it to go that far, I'm sorry!" Harry worriedly rambled, kneeling down beside you, his eyes scanning over your body so see what was hurting.
"Did you hurt your ribs?" He asked, moving his hand over yours gently, you flinched harshly and sat up and leant up against the cupboard.
"Yeah, I hit it on the island before I went down, I'm okay though, promise" you smiled, gently letting go of your rib, once again holding back the wince that threatened to escape your lips.
"Your tears say otherwise sweetheart" Harry chuckled, wiping your tears with his sleeve, also accidentally wiping off some of your makeup, revealing a faint bruise.
"What happened to your face? There's an old bruise" he asked, his voice dripping with concern. Your eyes widened and you pushed back a lump in your throat.
"Oh it's nothing, I opened a door on myself like two weeks ago, it was stupid" you said, laughing it off. But Harry wasn't laughing.
"Can I see your ribs y/n?" He asked, you shook your head No and clung onto your shirt from the bottom. He gave you a sympathetic look before removing your hands and gently lifting your shirt to below your bra line.
A big bruise littered over your skin there, the outline of it had turned green and yellow now, but the inside was still purple and angry.
"H-how did the counter do so much damage? Did you really run that fast?" He asked, tears coating his eyes, which were the same as yours. You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded.
"Hey y/n? Did you find the pesto?" Sam asked, walking into the kitchen. You pulled down your shirt and stood up, Harry following your lead.
"Yeah, Harry had it" you breathed, feeling as if all the oxygen had been taken from you. You felt a vibration in your pocket, you smiled at sam and pulled your phone out checking the message.
Jamie: where are you?
Jamie: missed call
Jamie: get home now.
You gulped at the messages before putting your phone back in your pocket before looking back up at the boys.
"I'm gonna go freshen up before the party tonight, I need to get my dress anyway" you chuckled lightly. Sam smiled and nodded, before he noticed the dark tint on your cheek.
"Wh-"
"Don't go, we don't have to have a party, just stay and us there can watch a film or something yeah?" Harry nodded, you turned to him with tears in your eyes, noticing the tears in his.
"No I need to go, don't cancel a party just because you think something is wrong. I'll see you guys later" you said, leaving the two of them in the kitchen. Leaving the house.
Harry's pov:
"What the fuck did you do to her Harry?" Sam asked, anger taking over his body.
"I didn't do it. You should have seen her ribs Sam. It's Jamie, something isn't right" Harry choked, tears slipping down his cheeks. Sam's eyes softened and turned towards the door you just left.
"S-should we call someone?" Sam asked, but Harry shook his head. You didn't know you needed help yet, so it wasn't fair to bombard you with the police or anything, not yet anyway.
"Not yet, we need to get her out ourselves first." Harry nodded.
"How are we gonna do that?" Sam asked.
"Tonight, at the party."
Your pov:
"You didn't answer your phone" those 5 words made you want to vomit.
"I'm sorry, I was busy looking for pesto" you nodded, putting your bag on the coat hanger and your keys in the pot.
"At the Holland's house?" He asked, you felt your heart stop, a lump rising in your throat that you tried to swallow down.
"ANSWER ME!" He shouted, slamming his fist on the table, your body flinched and trembled.
"Yes." You whispered, feeling your voice was weak.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you." He spoke, standing from his seat and walking over to you slowly, until you were face to face. "What was that?"
"Yes, but you have to understand. Sam is my best-"
A harsh slap echoed the room, and your face stung like a thousand needles.
"Go fix your makeup, we'll be late for the party" he said quietly, "I'm sorry" he whispered, kissing the old bruise that he left about two weeks ago.
~
You could feel the vibration of the music on your bruises, throbbing and sore. You and your boyfriend walked through the house hand in hand, and he was squeezing it tightly.
You found the twin brothers sitting in a circle with a few other people, a spinning bottle in the middle, that's where your boyfriend took you, you both sat down next to each other and across from you was Harry. Next to you was Sam.
"What are we playing here fellas?" Jamie asked, putting an arm around you, you smiled lightly and rested your head on your shoulder. Staring right at Harry, you instantly felt guilt fill your veins.
"Truth or dare with spin the bottle" Sam answered, "it was just about to be my turn" he smiled, leaning over and spinning the bottle. It landed on Harry.
"Harry truth or dare" Sam asked, your boyfriend had let go of you now, he had turned around and started talking to this blonde chick next to him.
"Dare" Harry nodded, sam returned his nod and looked towards you.
"I dare you to kiss y/n" he said, you felt your heart stop again, turning to Sam first, who was looking at your boyfriend, then you turned to Harry, who's eyes were flickering between you and Jamie's, and finally you turned to Jamie. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. But something wasn't right.
You turned back to Harry, but he had already moved closer to you. He lifted his hand to help you stand. You took it and rose to your feet. His jaw clenched and you gulped nervously.
His hand gently cupped your face and his thumb grazed over your new bruise, one you thought you covered well enough. Guess not.
He sighed and slowly leaned in, and you met him half way and collided your lips together. He made a noise of surprise but smiled against your lips none the less. You broke the kiss and smiled slightly, before you sat back down and so did Harry.
Jamie gripped your waist tightly, a small message that you'd be in trouble later. Making your insides churn.
It was Harry's turn now, he took a breath before spinning the bottle and just as he had wanted, it landed on Jamie.
"Truth or dare Jamie" Harry asked.
"Truth" Jamie nodded, gripping his fingers deeper into you.
"Is it true you've been hurting y/n" he asked, your eyes widened and you winced aloud as Jamie gripped you too tightly. Anger evident in his face.
"Did you say something?" He growled in your ear. Tears spring to your eyes and you start shaking your head.
"No Jamie, I promise. You're hurting me please" you whispered, so no one could hear you. Tom stood up and the rest of the circle followed his lead.
"Jamie get your hands off of her" Harry spoke, when he didn't he turned to Tom, nodding his head Tom crouched down and pulled him up by the collar. Dragging him outside, everyone else followed. Leaving you and Harry alone.
Harry sighed as he looked down at your shaking figure that was in a ball. He crouched down to your level, expecting you to yell at him or something, not what you did next.
You let go of yourself and wrapped your arms around him. He cradled you in his arms while you cried, knowing you didn't need words right now, just his comfort.
"Thank you Harry, I love you so much thank you" you cried into his jumper, he kissed your forehead lightly and replied.
"You're with me now y/n you don't have to be scared anymore."
"I'm here"
A/n: if you are ever in a situation where you believe your in an abusive relationship there are people you can call. Whether it's your friends or the police, you aren't alone!
Summary: detective L/n and detective Russell have been put on a murder case together, though how will they get on when they are rivals?
Warnings: swearing, mentions of murder, blood, enemies to lovers, fluff and a pinch of angst.
Pairing: detective!reader x detective!arvin russell
Word count: 1.3k
Your pov:
âMorning miss l/n, how was your weekend?â Your good friend officer Lenora asked you, you smiled and sat in the desk opposite her and pushed over the coffee you bought for her.
âIt was alright, nothing exiting happened, what about you?â You asked, tying your hair into a low bun.
âYeah same here, though me and arvin went to my grandmas for dinner last night, the meal was simply to die for!â She smiled, your smile changed to a small frown after she had mentioned the name arvin.
Ever since the three of you were kids, yourself and arvin never got on, he would always pick on you, whether it was pushing you over and pulling you by your pigtails or whether it was by calling you names and pushing you into the high-school lockers, you never got on.
And it was a shame, you were best friends with his sister, and you guys also worked together. It really sucked.
âAlright folks listen up!â Sheriff Bodecker shouted into the police station bullpen. The sheriff, a no good, lazy, drunk. âI need detective L/n and detective A. Russell in my office now!â He nodded.
Your eyes rolled at the initial of his name, before standing from your chair and walking towards his office, when you walked into a firm back, scoffing when you realised whose back it was.
âWatch it! What ever happened to ladies first? Or is chivalry just dead?â You scoffed, he turned around and craned his neck down to look at you, making you feel smaller than you actually were.
âItâs not dead, you just ainât a ladyâ he smirked, before opening the door to Bodeckerâs office where he just about slammed the door into your face.
âWhat can I do for you Sheriff?â Arvin asked, emphasising his âIâ, you rolled your eyes and subtly elbowed his side.
âThere has been a murder in town, and we need you two on the case. We suspect it was Precher Teagardin, but we need more proof.â He nodded, slipping the file across his desk. You grabbed the file before arvin could and nodded your head in âthanksâ before leaving.
~
You and arvin sat in his car, about a mile away from the church. You were reading the file completely getting all the information you could from it.
âOkay, all of his suspects are pregnant women, and they hadnât been pregnant long, I suspect that he wasnât safe and when they told him they were pregnant he killed em, so his title wasnât wreckedâ you nodded, Arvin scoffed and cocked his gun, tucking it in his waist holster.
âOk, letâs go smartassâ he nodded, but you stopped him.
âWait!!â He rolled his eyes and sat back in the car, looking at you, clear annoyance in his eyes. âI think I should go in alone-â
âFuck no, I ainât gonna let you steal this case, get the title for solving the first murder we had in years!â He snapped, you sighed and shook your head.
âYou didnât let me finish, I go in alone, undercover, say I got fired from the force and Iâm looking to find a new path, though god could help me or whateverâ you shrugged, Arvinâs eyes softened, he sighed and nodded his head before hanging it low.
âAnd what if he uh, what if he gets you too?â He sniffed before clearing his throat.
âYouâll be right outside, waiting for my signalâ you nodded.
âWhich is?â Arvin asked.
âA gunshot to the roof, do not come in if you canât hear anything else!âyou nodded, filling your gun with bullets and hiding it behind your back, tucking it into the waistband of your trousers.
âCanât believe I have to work this case with youâ he said, rolling his eyes.
âYeah well Iâm not too chuffed eitherâ you scoffed, you both looked at each other one more time before you got out of the car. Arvin snuck into the woods next to the road, so he could sneak his way to the church without being seen through the window.
You unbuttoned the two top buttons of your blouse and took your hair out of its bun, ruffling it slightly. Walking closer and closer to the church that reeked of sin.
~
âAh, detective L/n, what can I do for ya?â The preacher smiled, a sickly smile at that. You giggled falsely and walked as though you were slightly drunk.
âIâm no detective anymore preacher, I g-got firedâ you giggled, twirling your hair around your finger, you sat on one of the pews, taking in a deep breath, attempting to tempt the married, sick freak.
âWhy?â He asked, walking closer to you.
âMisplaced an important file. But you know what? I donât care, theyâre gonna be a shit-hole without me anyways, especially if that Russell boy is leading my squadâ you shrugged, feeling his presence getting closer to you, he sat beside you, and you could feel his gaze burning into your chest.
âI thought you and that Russell boy were quite close no?â The preacher asked, growing so close that you felt his breath against your skin.
âN-no, he was always pickinâ on meâ you nodded, the preacher brought his hand to your back, trailing it up and down slowly, making you feel sick to your stomach.
âThatâs what boys do when they like girls Detectiveâ he smirked, before he grabbed the gun that you hid, pulling it out and cocking it right in front of you.
âShitâ you scoffed.
âWhereâs your little friend L/n?â He asked, you felt your eyes water and you shook your head.
âHe ainât here, I came aloneâ you nodded, the preacher smirked and tilted his head.
âLay back officer,â he nodded, your whole body shivered with fear, before your body slowly lay down on the pew.
âNow, I ainât gonna mess around with no dirty cop,â he scoffed, before you heard the safety click off, your eyes widened and a horrific scream tumbled from your mouth when you felt the bullet pierce your lower abdomens skin.
Arvinâs pov:
Arvin had been outside the window the entire time, witnessing the scene unfold before him.
âI thought you and that Russell boy were quite close no?â The preacher asked, growing so close that Arvinâs face began to grow red in jealousy
âN-no, he was always pickinâ on meâ you nodded, the preacher brought his hand to your back, trailing it up and down slowly, making him feel sick to your stomach.
âThatâs what boys do when they like girls Detectiveâ he smirked, before he grabbed the gun that you hid, pulling it out and cocking it right in front of you. Arvinâs eyes widened, and he heard your breath hitch.
âShitâ you scoffed.
âWhereâs your little friend L/n?â He asked, arvin saw your eyes water and noticed your head shaking.
âHe ainât here, I came aloneâ you nodded, the preacher smirked and tilted his head.
âLay back officer,â he nodded, your whole body shivered with fear, before your body slowly lay down on the pew. Arvin had to go in before it was too late, he stomped over to the door but he could still hear what was happening in there, he could picture it.
âNow, I ainât gonna mess around with no dirty cop,â he scoffed, before you heard the safety click off, your eyes widened and a horrific scream tumbled from your mouth when the bullet pierced your lower abdomens skin. Arvin felt his hear stop, before he clenched his jaw and pushed the door wide open, waiting no time in the same place he hit you.
âShit! Shit shit shit!! Y/n, are you okay?â He asked worriedly, you nodded and winced as you sat up.
Your pov:
âYeah, go call back up, thereâs a phone over there, pass your gun.â You nodded, arvin returned it and handed you your gun, you kept it pointed at the preacher while you kept a hand to your wound, so you didnât bleed out.
âI need back up at the church, we got him, but bring an ambulance, detective L/n is downâ you hear arvin say into the phone with panic. As soon as he hung up he came to your side again.
He ripped off the bottom of his shirt, kneeling down and tying it around your wound for you, making you wince and cry his name while gripping his shoulder.
âI know, I know darlinâ âm sorry,â he nodded, leaning up to kiss your head.
âAre you just being nice because I almost died?â You chuckled, he returned it and shook his head.
âNo, but Iâm sorry I wasnât nicer soonerâ he nodded, looking up at you. His eyes flicked to your lips as did yours to his, and slowly he came closer. His hand raised and cupped your cheek, your eyes fluttered shut as you felt his breath on your lips, but before your lips could touch, you heard the sirens.
âFucking cockblocksâ arvin scoffed, making you chuckle.
