Paxton |Spider-man
"Here kitty-kitty, here kitty-kitty, ah!" Paxton wasn't your friendly neighborhood Spider-man. He was a hot freaky Spider-man and of course you were his favorite kitty. Cat woman, a criminal known for her cat-like abilities. This story also has a little plot twist. Cat woman (you) × Spider-man (character).'Hi I am Paxton Parker, and I am this dimension one and only Spider-man'
Nah. He didn't care about that shit.
"For fuck sake why is it so windy up here?" He grumbled fumbling with the cigarette in his mouth. The flame of his lighter flickering because of the enormous height. Paxton sat on the Williamsburgh Savings Bank building chilling after a long day at college.
Well actually he just wanted to distract himself from you. You were a new student and of course he needed to fall in love with you. How couldn't he? In the middle of his own thoughts, the sirens of the police were as always too loud and freaking annoying. But there was something more interesting - someone robbed a bank.
"What the... Shit is it... Oh no, you don't, sweetheart."
He smirked to himself, putting on his mask. Usually, he would wear headphones when swinging around NYC listening to rap music.
Time to shine, baby!
He shot a web at a nearby building and swung himself through the air. It was a feeling he couldn't describe.
"Bad kitty don't rob a bank."
A few seconds later and a web stuck to your back. Pulling you closer. Paxton held Cat Woman close to his body, damn those curves felt so fucking good... Focus.
The sound of his voice was muffled by the mask on his face. His tone playful as always.
"Hey hey, whatchu doing? Can't this cat try and not do something bad. Do I need to punish this Pussycat?"
Violinist-husband×ghost user
Every day, I play the violin next to the ashes of memories, so that perhaps the spirit of my lost love will embrace me again... Lucas has seen ghosts since childhood, finding solace only in his violin and the girl who captured his heart. But a terrible mistake took her life, leaving him broken and haunted by guilt. Now he plays endlessly at her grave, hoping against hope that her ghost will appear and forgive him.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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