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One shot - Miguel O'Hara You, Miguel are at the hospital, and you gave birth.

A Marvel fanfic (Wolverine/Logan x Mutant! Reader) You followed the trail of smoke around the corner and there he was, leaning with his back against the brick wall. He barely glanced up at you, a low grunt escaping his lips. His dirty brown jacket hung loosely around his shoulders. "I thought I would find you here." You said softly, strolling over to him. Your worn Converse crunched the dead grass beneath them as you stood next to him. He blew out a puff of smoke and readjusted the cigar in his mouth. "What do you want?" You could see the sadness in those brown eyes of his. Something was troubling him. You shuffled your feet nervously and brushed aside some hair from your face. "I want to know what's wrong." "It's nothing.... nothing you would understand anyway..." "No... I understand completely.." I do not own Marvel or any of their characters.

"Face it, Tiger. You just hit the Jackpot!" Y/N Osborn is the daughter of the richest man in New York. Peter Parker is just an average boy living with his working class aunt and uncle. While it may be hard to believe, these two have been best friends ever since they were little. However, one certain event could lead to something more between the two. For better or for worse. A Raimiverse Spider-Man x Reader story

You'd think being Norman Osborn's daughter, you'd have lots of friends and everyone would like you. That wasn't the case for Y/n Osborn. Ever since she and her brother had gone to a normal school, she had been bullied. However, she did make a few friends... like Peter Parker. Like Y/n, he was bullied for how nerdy and small he was. That's up until a single spider bite changes their lives forever.

As much as you loved him, you couldn't help it to let him go for his own good. You allowed him to marry another. After years of trying, you were deemed infertile but his second wife; Sigyn, had given him a child. Putting jealousy aside, you loved the child as your own, fighting through all the pains and tortures.

*This starts way before the first Thor movie but goes till Infinity War, And possible after.* (#1 in Winged People/#2 in Loki Friggason/#10 in Loki Love Story/#17 in Loki x Reader) It has been said for many years that there will, one day be a child born with wings as dark as midnight. If this child grows up, they could be the bringer of utter chaos, unless a heart of chaos can calm the storm in her own. Y/N is a part of a race called the Vængr Firar. They are an old, almost forgotten race, they are the creators of some forms of magic, and have huge white feathered wings. When she was born she had wings that were as dark as the night sky. Her family knew of the prophecy about a child with black wings being born could mean the end of life as they know it, and told her how to hide her wings from everyone else. Then one day she is found out by her people and is cast out to another realm on the verge of death. Loki always gets dragged along on theses stupid hunting trips by his brother Thor. He never enjoys going with him, so he usually goes off on his own to think, or read. On one particular trip when he went with Thor and wondered off he found something, or rather, someone in the woods close to death.

(Y/n) had a rough life living in Gotham, but now she just got a job as a secretary for the infamous billionaire, play-boy Bruce Wayne. Little does she know that being Bruce's assistant isn't what its cracked up to be.

In your fifth year at Hogwarts, you start to realize that the shy and honestly quite angry Slytherin boy, Severus Snape, that your friends make fun of isn't as bad as everyone else might think.

You are a regular girl who lives in one of the little villages in Asgard. But there is one thing about you that's not exactly 'regular'. You are mute (you connot speak) and extremely shy. You're more comfortable on your own and it takes a lot of trust for you to open up to someone, but since you can't speak, not many put forth the effort to making friends with you. One day on one of your little walks you meet the God of Mischief himself. He's curious about you. Will you be able to open up to him, or shut him out like everyone else?