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After a short while of scrolling through Netflix, you both eventually decided to watch Insidious together. It was dark and gloomy outside already, and Peter closing the curtains only added to the eerie atmosphere. After making the room significantly darker than it already was, he swiftly sat on the sofa with you still in the palm of his hand. "Where do you wanna sit? Do you wanna stay in my hand or do you wanna sit on my shoulder, maybe?" You thought about it for a minute, not sure which you'd prefer. Your decision was to sit on his shoulder, as you figured that you could always move if you needed to. He leant back into the sofa and raised

 ((AUTHOR'S NOTE This fanfic took me like 3 weeks to make. Just before school started I watched The Phantom Menace again. It was then I realized that I was in love with Obi-Wan Kenobi. I mean, in the original series he was one of my favourite characters, but he was a crusty old guy then, haha. But in the prequels... man! (Ewan McGregor, guys. He's a gift.) Anyway, I wanted to write a fanfiction about him, and while writing it I came across so many writers blocks and during that time I couldn't even come up with a name for the reader's master. So, that's where you guys come in. (M/N) literally means (Mater's Name). You get to make it up. It ma

Do you know what's worth fighting for When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating        Staring up at the smoke filled sky above you, you blinked a tear from your blood shot eyes. All of this blood shed because of a stupid war, nothing more than to try to take over your country. Screams echoed around you, and you looked around, seeing as if in slow motion, your men fighting and losing against the German and Italian troops, backed up by the French and the British. The air around you was thick with death and slowly but surely it was suffocating you and wearing you down. Does the pain weigh

Podsolnechnik Pechenʹe Russia x Reader -------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first Reader insert and first Hetalia fanfic. Feel free to give feedback! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You were serving tea to all the visiting countries. They were at the café that you owned. They met there once every month. ( It was the only place the majority agreed on.) Luckily, it was to hang out and chat, rather than a political meeting. When you got around to where England was fighting with America, you were about ask if they would li

    Your birthday has never been something you really wanted to celebrate. The boys insist in at least recognizing the occasion, so you let them take you out for dinner and accept whatever gifts they decide to present you with, but you always request that they leave you to the solitude of your room in the bunker at the end of the day so you can watch a movie on your laptop.     This year they’ve decided to give you the entire bunker. Well, it was more of a result of Dean’s desire to go out to a bar and his convincing Sam to join him, but you get the bunker anyway.     Halfway through your movie though, someone else decides to

TRIGGER WARNING: KARKATS MOUTH (SWEARING) Reader be (y/n) Your name is (f/n)(l/n) and you, currently, are bored out of your skull. It is a humid summer afternoon and seeing as the weather was stiff you were wearing a (f/c) tank top and khaki shorts. You glance around your room wondering whether or not to do something productive today and if so, with what. Your eyes stopped on your laptop. Should you message your friends? Nah. You had, around breakfast, came home from having a rom-com marathon with Karkat and you were pretty socially exhausted. Your feet swung off the bed and you proceeded to lazily swing your legs back and forth, rhythmical

~LOKI'S POV~ "Wait... You like the Giants?" "Of course I do!" (Name) sounded as if she were annoyed by the question. As if it were the most obvious answer in the nine realms. "Not your Giants though. I'm talking about the ones that'll burn your team and this entire city." Loki's eyes grew wide from where he was hiding and listening to Agent Barton and (Name)'s conversation. He couldn't believe she actually liked giants! Especially the kind that burned teams and cities! Loki always assumed she was too much of a nice person for destruction such as the kinds giants were capable of. But he was overjoyed by the news. That could even mean she wou

It seemed that lately Sans had been avoiding you. After 3 months of dating, you were scared. What if he didn't like you anymore? Had you done something wrong? When you'd sit down with him on his mattress, he wouldn't sit there for more than a minute before shooting you an uneasy smile and rushing out of the room. When you told Papyrus, he told you not to worry. "Sometimes Sans just gets to where he needs some space." He ended up explaining countless times to you. But this had been going on for a week or so. It didn't seem normal, especially since you've known him for half a year, and nothing like this had happened. One day on a cold winter