With Peter's tendancy of getting into all sorts of trouble and odd situations, he ends up texting the wrong number. Besides the stranger on the other end receiving the biggest apology of a lifetime, the two become good friends. Then it just goes all down to shit. [[PREVIOUSLY TITLED: Wrong Number, Kid]] Highest Rankings(that I personally find amazing): #3 in IRONDAD - 11/09/19 #2 in TONYSTARK - 19/10/20 #80 in FANFICTION - 28/09/19 #45 in COMEDY - 03/10/19 #12 in PETERPARKER - 09/10/19 #5 in SPIDERSON - 02/01/20

You live in a world where soulmates share each other's scars. Like most, you bore the typical minor wounds that barely even caught your attention. Until the day a large scar appears in the center of your chest. And this is no ordinary scar. Finding your soulmate is one thing. Admitting to him who you are is quite another. This is a reader insert with no y/n. Beautiful Cover designed by @AokiVerse The story is complete. *** Translations available: Spanish by @RiganWillark Portuguese by @sweetxxxcreature Italian by @_slyth__erin_ Polish by @Im_GoOd_BoY_____ German by @FionaMiller32 Best Rankings: #7 - Fanfiction 04/11/19 #1 - Soulmate - 04/11/19 #3 - Readerxcharacter 04/11/19 #4 - xreader - 05/22/19 #2 - avengers 5/24/19 #2 - Marvel 5/22/19 #1 - Tony Stark 05/22/19 #1 - Iron Man 05/22/19

"I'm Steve Rogers' daughter and I have crucial information regarding an assassination being planned against my deceased father." For someone who wasn't around that often, (Y/N) has to do a lot for her father; including but not limited to travelling into the past to save his life. Steve Rogers' and Natasha Romanoff's younger daughter, (Y/N), has never known the superhero world, and the world has never known her. Forced into the past to form a functional relationship with her parents whom she has grown to hate, she realises her existence isn't half as inconsequential as she has been led to believe. A/N: Slight AU and obviously i don't own any of the MCU characters.

"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smile. "Can you keep a secret, Nick?"

◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ "𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕚𝕕𝕤." ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ Ranboo x Reader ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ Read it Ranboo, I dare you

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

So you did the thing you've always done. The thing that you do best. You ran. - - - - - - - - - This is a reader!teenager!xTF2 fan fiction cause I can. Not romantic, mainly brotherly/ fatherly and whatnot. Also is a gender neutral reader so whether you are a guy or gal or non-biney pal you can read :) - Cover was drawn by me on insta @da3dalus_arts