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(Peter Parker X Reader) Bed

Warning: Possible Spiderman Homecoming spoilers?? Also some fluff… if you don’t like fluff read my other fic… I’ll link it below(a/n: shameless self promotion.. sorry) Also may implicate some sexual themes but is still SFW. Also it's becoming increasingly difficult to find a really good/suitable image of Tom Holland as Peter Parker. I don't own Spider-man or the image. . . . “(y/n)! Come in, here I’ll take the mail. How are you? How is school? Your mom? Is Peter treating you well?” You laughed and gave May a hug and a kiss on the cheek as she gave you one. “I’m doing great. Schoo

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Yandere!Ticci Toby X Reader

"Hey look it's T-T-Ticci Toby haha!" You looked at the group who was laughing at the sentence like it was the most funniest thing in the world. You rolled you (e/c) at the bullies who were preying on Toby Rogers. He had Tourette syndrom so he always shakes so that's why he was nicked named Ticci Toby cause he tics and twitches a lot. You feel sorry for him. Recently he was involved in a accident so he had cuts on his face and his right arm was bandaged. You growled at the bullies and stomped over to them leaving your friend in the middle of a conversation you weren't going to hear the end of it. "Leave him alone airheads before I knock you

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Canada X Reader: Precious Affection by REFREAK111, literature

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Canada X Reader: Precious Affection

Matthew had a vivid memory; even as a child he was so small and nervous as he stood under most other children his age in height-that grew to change soon after since he became a master at sudden growth spurts, but he was seemingly frail much of the time. Innocence was his fragile trait. He was never bullied, though never quite satisfied with his pathetic display of communication with the rest of his class. Being a kid was hard for someone too shy to ever open their lips, parting them with the air rushing from their lungs, words formed, but no silence broken as he felt only the awkward collision of his conscience and what he dared say mix w

Canada x Reader- Mint Flavored by ZheAwesomeCat, literature

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Canada x Reader- Mint Flavored

Canada x Reader Mint Flavored I squirmed in my seat. I was sitting on a chair with a velvet cushion. I looked around the room. There was a chandelier above the long mahogany meeting table. 'What a fancy place..' I looked around the room. 'So many different people gathered in one room just for a conference! This World Conference thing IS really big, huh?' I peer at the young man sitting in front of me. He wore glasses and had fairly long blonde hair. There was a curly sprout on the top of his head, similar to Alfred's cowlick, but his sprout was drooping down. And, he was holding onto a white teddy bear. Nobody looked at him or talked to him

Canada x Reader: I Promised by threepinkdoors, literature

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Canada x Reader: I Promised

Title: Canada x Reader: I Promised Author: threepinkdoors Request for kutiekitsune213 Just for some background, Mrs. Jones remarried to Mr. Williams when Alfie was a tiny tot. Mr. Williams is Alfie's stepdad and Mattie's biological father *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Okay, so that's CPR verification, first aid kit, coloring books, board games, and list of instructions," you muttered as you unpacked your backpack. "Great, thank you for coming on such short notice, __________!" Mrs. Jones exclaimed, giving you a quick hug. "Boys!" Mr. Williams called. Two pairs of little feet were heard

Do You Remember? by TheOneAndOnly-K, literature

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Do You Remember?

Summary: - Canada x Reader You sat alone in your room, letting music flood your thoughts. Each song brought a new memory and a new smile or tear to your face and each one held a certain man. Your heart beat increased at the simple thought and you were in a dream when someone tapped your shoulder. You looked, smiling lightly. "Ah, hello there Matthew." You smiled, rubbing the Canadian's head. You two had been friends for years and the song by Michael Jackson you loved began to play. "Do you remember the time, when we fell in love? Do you remember the time?" You danced slightly as the Canadian smiled warmly. He loved seeing you at so much p

Sick Days and Awkward Questions. Canada x Reader by VampireGodesNyx, literature

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Sick Days and Awkward Questions. Canada x Reader

“Here you go. I thought you looked kind of cold.” Terribly flustered and even a bit worried, Canada covered you from head to toe in your warmest blanket. With a slight frown on his concerned face, he placed the back of his hand against your worm cheek. “You still have a temperature too. Maybe we should take you to the doctor, just in case.” With a weak shake of your head, you answered him in a quiet, raspy voice. “I don't need to go to the doctor. A few days of lying here, doing nothing but watching TV and I should be just fine.” Canada wasn't convinced that you were okay, but

An Explosive Question Canada X Reader by VampireGodesNyx, literature

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An Explosive Question Canada X Reader

“It's really crowded out here. I expected a lot of people, but not this many.” Never before had the beach been so full of people. You held onto Canada's hand, just so you wouldn't get lost. “Is it always like this on holidays?” “Um, I don't really know. I usually don't come to America's parties. But I would guess it would be. America does throw some of the best parties.” Canada smiled weakly at you as he pushed through the crowd, finally leading you to a small spot, void of people. “It's a good thing I picked out a spot for us yesterday huh? Otherwise, I may be stuck in the park

America x Reader: The Hero Always Gets the Girl by All-Bark-No-Bite, literature

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America x Reader: The Hero Always Gets the Girl

Jealous!Dark!America x Shy!Reader: The Hero Always Gets the Girl It was a peaceful late morning in your house. The air was still, the only noise was your humming which seeped into every room of your home, breathing life into the calm atmosphere. You were baking pancakes on one saucepan and cooking bacon on another; multi-tasking your breakfast was always an enjoyable challenge. You continued humming a joyful tune, bouncing excitedly on your tiled floor as you flipped your first batch of pancakes. Sparing glances at each pan, you turned to collect some plates and cutlery. Today, you had an extra set. This was because America was coming over

~Two Sided~ Drunk!Canada x Reader by AnomalyKJ, literature

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~Two Sided~ Drunk!Canada x Reader

Two Sided Drunk!Canada x Reader Sorta Sequel to: Too CLOSE! Perhaps this was revenge? Canada never got drunk (alright, this was a downright lie; but at least he did not come over to ___'s house every time). Yet, he was drunk, sitting on her porch - STILL DRINKING A PINT. She had just gotten home from grocery shopping to find her boyfriend drinking and drunk. ___ knew that this was revenge for all the times she had gotten drunk and visited him. After putting all her groceries away, she had forced him inside her home, much to his displeasure. "Is this revenge, Canada?' she demanded, forcing him onto the couch, 'First off, it's below

~Good Morning~ Canada x Reader by AnomalyKJ, literature

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~Good Morning~ Canada x Reader

Canada - Matthew Williams Her normal mornings typically consisted of waking up late for school, and having to wait until second period ended to catch up with her reading. This was definitely not her normal morning. ___ was cuddled up, under an arm, her face buried in a warm sweater that smelled faintly of the autumn air and pancakes. She almost did not want to wake up, trying to force herself to fall back asleep. It was rather difficult to just lay there, though, listening to the faint humming of this man and the occasional flicking of a book. When was she ever going to be able to feel this way again? ___ let out a content sigh, nuzzlin

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