shout out to my fave under-appreciated unbreakable transgender hero
The thing that gets me is he didn’t ASK for the impenetrable skin. Poseidon was just like “cool cool but you know what you need? skin of IRON. don’t worry bud it’s on the house”
If Peter in glasses wasn’t your demise just imagine this: Peter Maximoff with glasses owning a book store
-He owns a cute, small bookstore in the quiet, downtown area where you live
-He doesn’t have much customers because most people just go to Barnes & Nobles, but he does have a quiet few regulars who keep him in business
-Most of them are elderly folk but a few of them are young, including yourself
-You love his little store so much & he always has the best books & comics
-You also love him, but he doesn’t know that
-Picture this: walking into the store & seeing Peter by the register, his glasses down his nose as his eyes devour a book on the counter, his silver hair messy
-He looks up when he hears you open the door & gives you a cute smile as he pushes his glasses back up his nose
-“Hi, welcome to the Silver Linings Bookstore!”
-He just looks so warm & soft & you want to hug him & kiss his stupid face
-He’s constantly adding new books & comics to his store, which he loves to organize & stack himself
-He just wheels around one of those little portable, metal shelves filled with books (like the ones libraries have when they’re stacking books), stacking & organizing books while he has his Walkman blasting Pink Floyd or RUSH a little too loudly
-Sometimes, he sings the lyrics under his breath
-You always lowkey watch him when he does this because he looks so precious
-Although he’s quite shy, he gladly helps anyone who asks
-“Can you help me find this book?”
-“Of course! What is it? Oh man I LOVE that book let me tell you”
-He gets so excited because the books he helps people find are almost always his favorites
-He also lowkey likes that people actually talk to him & ask for his help because it makes him feel needed & appreciated
-The first time you guys officially had a conversation was when you asked him if he had a new book in that you were looking for
-He did & he already read it & proceeded to tell you how great it was (without spoiling it for you)
-“And then after that, they have to go on this huge journey & it’s a metaphorical representation for self-discovery & acceptance & it’s so gOOD the author is genius I swear”
-He was so excited & he was using his hands a lot as he spoke
-He knocked over a few things from moving his hands so quickly & excitedly, blushing as you laughed & helped him pick up everything
-You guys ended up talking for an hour before he actually found the book for you
-Peter finding books is so adorable to watch
-He would gently brush his finger across every book spine on the shelf, mumbling the titles & authors to himself as he searched for the book you or someone else requested
-When he’s really concentrating, he’ll furrow his eyebrows & bit his lip a little, not realizing his glasses are legit about to fall off his face
-When he finds it, his eyes would light up & he’d smile as he exclaimed “Ah-ha!” & gently pulled the book off the shelf
-Flustered soft Peter with glasses having problems with his cash register is the cUTEST
-His hair is flopping in his face, his glasses keep slipping, & he just pouts as he tries to fix it
-That damn thing is older than your grandfather, so it’s no wonder he always has trouble with it
-It’s always getting stuck, preventing him from returning change
-He really needs to get a new one but he’s too stingy to
-He also lowkey really loves the thing because it’s vintage & Peter loves anything vintage
-He eventually gets it open & is able to return the change
-Pretty soon, you stopped by every weekend, even if you weren’t going to purchase something, just to get to see him & talk to him
-Peter always smiled the brightest when he saw you walk in the door
-You two naturally worked out a schedule where you always came at a certain time (usually his break time)
-One time, you showed up & his mom was there instead of him
-You were really sad, but once his mother informed you he was sick you instantly wished you could help him feel better
-He left you a bookmark he made you & a couple of cookies his mom baked earlier that day as an apology for not being there for your designated meeting time
-You almost cried because he’s so cute & sweet
-When he came back the following week, his nose was all red, his voice was stuffy, the bags under his eyes were larger, his hair was a mess, his glasses kept falling down his nose, & he kept sniffling, but he was feeling a lot better
-Thankfully, he was no longer contagious & you pulled him into a hard hug, telling him how much you missed him & hoped he was feeling better
-He was so shocked that you actually hugged him & missed that he blushed so haRD
-Peter is also really creative & artistic
-Besides bookmarks, he makes a lot of cool & weird things, especially for you
-He makes A TON of cute gifts for you
-Your favorite one is this super cute bracelet he made you out of papers he ripped out from old books
-It’s legit the coolest thing ever & he loves that you love it
-It’s pretty clear you guys dig each other, but neither of you say anything about it
-Peter tried to so many times, but he flusters himself & can’t get the words out
-That changes the next time you come into the store
-You needed some books for your Psychology report about emotions & Peter was happy to help
-He kept getting distracted, though, because you were so close to him that he could smell your shampoo & poor sweet baby boy likes you so much he can’t help himself
-You notice his nervousness & flash him a genuine smile to reassure him & he just m e l t s
-He remembers that he made you another gift as you grab the books you need
-He shyly pulls out this adorable little silver book charm he made for your bracelet
-You were so overwhelmed because I mean honestly this sweet little soft silver cinnamon roll is too damn much
-You drop all your books & grab his shirt collar & pull him down to your height & kiss him right then & there, between Darwin & Freud
-He’s so shocked & he blushes a little but he gladly returns the kiss
-When you pull away, his eyes are still closed & he breaks out into a huge smile as he pushes his glasses up his nose before opening his eyes
-“Is your report about love? Because I think I can definitely help with that, considering I’m falling for you”
-You just kiss him again
-After that, you come by almost daily because you’re dating the precious silver-haired bookstore owner
-This boy is the most affectionate boyfriend in existence
-He loves hugs, especially yours, so now you always greet him with lots of hugs
-Every time you hug, he wraps his arms around your waist, sets his chin down on your shoulder, pulls you into his chest, & buries his face in your shoulder as he presses a kiss to your collarbone & stares at the ground behind you, his glasses smudging slightly from coming into contact with your skin
-He could hold you like that forever & he would, given the option
-Now his kisses oh b o y
-He does this thing where whenever he wants to kiss you, he chew on his thumb nail & watch your mouth move as you talk
-When you realize he’s not paying attention, you’ll playfully scold him but he’s still just watching your mouth move
-Then, he’ll apprehensively lean in & hesitantly press his lips against yours
-His kisses are always so gentle & needy
-It doesn’t take long for him to get greedy over your affection & pretty soon, he’s just hugging & kissing you & holding your hand all the time
-He LOVES holding your hand because he can do it whenever he wants to
-He has a firm grip, as if he’s worried you’ll disappear if he holds your hand too loosely
-He still handmakes you gifts all the time for no reason
-“I made you something!”
-“Aw again? Peter, you just made me something yesterday for getting an A on my report”
-“Well, this one’s for being awesome”
-He used to tell you dumb pick-up lines before you started dating, but now he tells you even more
-They’re always nerdy and/or book related
-“Hey babe, are you librarian? Because you sure know how to organize the books of my heart”
-“PeTER that was so stuPID come here you”
-Peter! Loves! Reading! To! You!
-You love listening to his voice, especially when he’s reading a good book or poem outloud to you
-Whenever you spend the night with him or he with you, he always something readable handy so he can read it to you
-He also loves it when you read to him
-He just loves you honestly
Dedicated to @v-writings & that poor shaking anon. Hope you’re okay friend & that these little head canons make you feel better! 💚
concept: instead of hedwig, Harry goes into the pet store and this little snake in the back of the store talks to him, obviously gets his attention more than the other animals, and harry feels sorry for it so he takes it home. Then the snake helps Harry throughout his years at hogwarts as harry carries it wrapped around his hand all like “pssssst, haaarryyy, the dark lord isss coming sss” or just petty shit like “haaaarrryy, now is the time, assskkk out cho chaaannngg”
The snake getting really agitated in second year and Harry like ‘Aw, what’s wrong little friend?’
And snake’s like ‘Nah don’t worry it’s cool, it’s just that big fuck-off snake in the pipes that keeps making you think you’re hearing things—it’s like, ten thousand foot long, and I’m a corn snake, so you know. Bit intimidating.’
Third year he eats Scabbers and saves them all a lot of time
you could put a dead body there and put a blanket on it and people would think they were just sleeping and it would be a great way to transport dead bodies inconspicuously.
Peter Parker is that kid that would constantly worry about you, and would do anything to make you happy. Whether it be reading a book aloud to you or laying on the bed next to you and sharing earbuds with you so you can listen to songs together or making a batch of cookies to make you smile, whatever it took to make it all better. He’d be the best of friends, honestly.
(A/N): Awww, Timid and shy Bucky gives me so much life
Request: Hi! May I request one where the reader is an Avenger and, while training, hears one of the new potential recruits badmothing Bucky, so she kicks his butt majorly going from calm to scary in a second. James is a cinnamon roll who should be protected!
Bucky had always been a bit more shy and timid since coming out of Cyrofreeze, which was understandable given everything he’d gone through. But with that timid and shyness came a level of pushover to be honest. Bucky was too shy and a tad too broken to take control of his life just yet, thus leaving everyone else to boss him around and make demands of him. The poor guy was a walking doormat and no matter how much you tried to help it never seemed to work. You knew this shy Bucky was going to end poorly, he was too nice, too quiet, too timid for his own good, and you just knew it was going to get him in trouble.
Bucky was the only person who trusted you, which is most likely why he spent ever given moment by your side. The two of you trained together, ate together, slept together, you were the closest two human beings could be and that’s why you were so apprehensive about letting Bucky train today without you by his side. Fury had instructed him to help train the new recruits, claiming it would help him with his rusty social skills but you knew Bucky better than that and having to socialize with some unknown kids was not going to help him.
“Bucky I can train them for you-”
“(Y/N),” Bucky stated as he gently cupped each of your cheeks in his hands, staring at you with softly shining blue eyes. “It’s gonna be fine, it’s just a few kids, nothing I can’t handle,” You sigh as Bucky leans forward, pressing his lips against your forehead in a semi comforting kiss.
“They’re not kids,” You grumble as you glare at the ground, “They’re worse than that,”
“Oh come on,” Bucky smiled at you, his smile lighting up the room, making it a thousand times brighter, “Teenagers can’t be that bad, at least not as bad as Stevie was,” To this you chuckle, your spirits only slightly higher.
“Well,” You sigh, already eyeing the new recruits entering the room. “Guess we’ll have to wait and see,”
You lingered around the gym the entire training, and you were glad that you did. There was no way in hell you were going to let poor shy Bucky try to train these kids alone, not with how disrespectful some of the recruits had proven to be. So instead of leaving him to his work as Fury had so directed you had lingered behind, walking around the gym as you carefully listened to what Bucky and the recruits were saying.
It had been going rather well, the recruits seemed fine, Bucky was doing an excellent job at teaching but it went way down hill when one of the recruits decided to get smart with Bucky.
“You’re an Avenger right?” He asked, folding his arms over his chest as he surveyed Bucky. Bucky eyed him suspiciously before nodding, muttering a ‘yeah’ as he does so. “Don’t they do background checks on you guys?” To this Bucky shook his head, his expression that of the utmost confusion. “That’s a shame, considering how many people you’ve killed, how many lives you’ve destroyed,” At this Bucky’s face falls, a look of pure and unadulterated sadness and depression taking over.
You could see all the hard work the two of you had accomplished slowly dwindling down the drain at this trainees words and you were having none of that. With an almost animalistic growl you stomp up to the trainees, grabbing the smart ass one by the back of his suit and dragging him away from the now quivering Bucky.
“What the fuck did you say to him?” You growl into his ear, dark and intimidating. The man claws at your grip, demanding you let go of him but your grip remained stead fast upon him. “I asked you a goddamn question,” You growl once again, shaking the boy lightly. “What the fuck did you say to him?”
“N-nothing! I said nothing!”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Y-Yes! I promise!”
“(Y/N),” Bucky whispers, not knowing what to do about the scene unfolding before him. “Stop,”
“Bucky, this little asshole,”
“Please?” He asks timidly, knowing that you can’t resist his sweet pleading tone and damn near heart melting puppy dog eyes. With a sigh you hang your head, already knowing that Bucky was going to win this little fight. You give him a look before turning back to the trainee, gripping him a bit tighter as you growl out one more thing.
“If I ever hear you talking like that to Bucky again I will personally rip off your dick and shove it down your throat do you understand me?” The trainee nods, whimpering as you harshly shove him forward, leaving his knees to buckle as he nearly fell over. “Training’s over for now you ass, get out of here,” You shoo him away with a threatening glare before turning back to Bucky who was still quivering on the spot as though he were freezing in the more than hot room.
“Buck, I’m so sorry-” You’re cut off when Bucky surges forward, wrapping his arms around your waist in a tight, nearly breath taking hug. His scruffy faces finds its home in your neck and you can’t help but hug him back, keeping him as close to your body as you physically could. “Don’t listen to that kid, he’s just that, a stupid kid,” Bucky whimpers softly and it damn near breaks your heart to have to hear him sound so broken. “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about, okay?”
“He was right,” Bucky whimpers, “He was completely right, I’ve murdered so many people, messed up so many lives,”
“Bucky, it wasn’t your fault-”
“It was my hands (Y/N), it was my body, my weapon-”
“It was your orders, it wasn’t you,” You sigh softly, pulling back just enough to cup Bucky’s cheeks in your hands, just as he had done only a few hours prior. “Bucky, we acknowledge that what happened during those 70 years was horrible but no matter how hard you try to convince us we aren’t going to believe that it was you, okay?” Bucky sighs softly, attempting to hang his head but your hands stopped him from doing so. “Please don’t let that little dickhead ruin all your hard work,” You whisper, gently running a thumb along his cheekbones, smiling softly when Bucky cracked a faint smile of his own.
“I will admit seeing you get all angry is rather sexy,” You chuckle softly, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away, much to Bucky’s dismay.
“That’s the Bucky I know,” You smile as Bucky’s smile grows a bit, little laugh lines starting to become apparent once again.
“You do realize that Fury’s gonna kick your ass when he finds out what you said,” You only continue to smile, almost nodding proudly to yourself.
“Well, what is he gonna do about it?” You ask, “Try to get me to stop sitting in on training sessions with you?”
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