"(Y/n)! Hurry up!" Peter yelled up the stairs.
"I'm not coming down! You go on with out me!" You yelled back.
He sighed, walking up the stairs while fixing his shirt. "Come on (Y/n). Its prom night."
Opening the door slightly, you looked at him. You had tear stained cheeks, swolen eyes, and slightly flushed face. "Peter, I don't want to go anymore."
"Why's that?" He asked, already knowing your answer.
"(Boyfriends name) ditched me at the last second. He was cheating on me the whole time." You told him, opening the door to hug him.
Peter sighed and gently wrapped his arms around your waist. He saw (B/F/N) with some other girl, but he didn't say anything. If he told her, she would wonder why he was there.
He couldn't bear to tell her he was Spiderman. At least not yet. "I'll go with you."
You looked up at him, noticing he covered up a bruises with some make-up. "What happened to you Peter?" You asked him, gently running your fingers over the largest
When something’s living well you can’t say die
"Bucky Barnes, you give that back!" you shouted, holding up your skirts as you chased the dark-haired boy down the sidewalk. At eleven years old, you were one grade behind your two best friends, the boys from Brooklyn, Steve Rogers and James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes. "Bucky!"
"Aw, c'mon, [Name]! I just want to read what you spend all day writing about!" Bucky called back, sending you a large grin over his shoulder before he started to shout out the first lines from your diary. "Yesterday, Steve and I sat under the tree for lunch! It was really nice and he gave me his butterscotch cookies because he knows they're my favorite! Steve is so sweet and I think I want to marry him someday!"
"Bucky, s-stop that! Don't read that!" you cried, running full out in your frantic need to reclaim your precious diary. Your cheeks were fiery red, burning with embarrassment, but Bucky r
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-“Excuse me, is there a reason you’re sat up here on this building?”…..
I was surprised and turned around startled. They definitely weren't there earlier, I only just sensed their presence as they spoke… -
I stood up and turned to the mysterious figure slowly, making sure my hood was still up, of course. I took note of the outfit this guy was wearing, skin tight, and quite revealing can I add. Defined muscles, he was strong. A cape, a little cliché. And a mask... but I didn't think Halloween was for another couple of months, why is he wearing a skull mask? ...with red lines on it?
Now things are getting awkward, I've just been staring at him!
"Is it of any concern to you? Last time I was here it wasn't a problem." I replied without a trace of emotion on my face or in my voice. I was good at that, in fact, I sometimes forget what some emotions feel like.
"No concern, it's