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It's hard to focus with your fingers in his belt loops by Bee_Gay
Fandoms: Original Work
16 Jul 2026
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Oliver hates parties. He especially hates parties where he has to watch Kai (who he's totally over) with his new girlfriend. Oliver is maybe a tad jealous and maybe a tad drunk. Confessions and Kai dealing with drunk Oliver follow.
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Oliver shook his head, "I don't need this right now, Kai." He took a step away form him, "I'm fine, I just can't deal with you and your perfect, pretty little girlfriend."
Kai went rigid in front of Oliver. "Is that what this is?"
"What? The fact I don't like seeing my ex with a girl, yeah. If I was making out with a guy I think you'd have pretty similar feelings." Oliver set the glass down roughly on the concrete. He half expected it to shatter in his grasp.
"You're jealous of me?" Kai asked incredulously.
"If you want to phrase it that way, sure."
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Just a click and we'll connect by Bee_Gay
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Comicverse), Deadpool - All Media Types, Deadpool (Marvel Comics), Spider-Man/Deadpool - Joe Kelly (Comics)
05 Jul 2026
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Peter has dedicated the past eight years of his life to fighting. Online, Peter is a hero, he walks into the arena and shines, he moves deliberately and lethally and is damn good at what he does. When he logs off and puts the VR headset down, Peter is struggling. He's busy and clumsy, he spends his little free time online, watching shitty sci-fi movies, or studying. The rest of his time is spent at lectures and working minimum wage, still not making enough money for rent each month. But that doesn't seem to deter Wade who, for some unknown reason, thinks Peter deserves the world.
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Peter sprinted home. His feet thumped hard on the ground as he dodged around a rapidly approaching taxi. Maybe he should be a tad more careful but his professor insisted that they all stay just ten more minutes (much to Peter's (and the next professor’s) frustration). So now Peter was more than late and he had promised he wouldn’t be late for this event. He couldn’t be late.
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Instead I can't let go, Said I can't let go, Now I can't let go by Bee_Gay
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Comicverse), Spider-Man/Deadpool - Joe Kelly (Comics), Deadpool (Marvel Comics), Deadpool - All Media Types
05 Nov 2025
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Peter wasn't sure what had just happened. One second, he was being carried by an angel. The next, he was hitting the floor. He felt like he'd been hit by a thousand trucks and then thrown off the Empire State Building. He coughed, sputtering out blood, his body shook, and he curled in on himself at the pain.
Had he died?
No. Surely not.
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You know there's times when we'll be grieving but ain't this life a funny feeling by Bee_Gay
Fandoms: Original Work
05 May 2025
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“I like being with you, too, Finn.” Will smiled, looking away from Finn’s hair to meet Finn’s eyes. “I like you enough to trust your dumb ass to dye my hair, if that’s not love, I don’t know what is.”
“If that’s love, I’d hate to see what hate is.”
“Bleach.” Will deadpanned.
Finn spluttered, breaking into a stupid grin as he laughed. Will beamed like he’d just won the lottery. -
I don't care what lies ahead. No time for guessin', follow my plan instead. by Bee_Gay
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Comicverse), Spider-Man/Deadpool - Joe Kelly (Comics), Deadpool - All Media Types, Deadpool (Marvel Comics)
01 Apr 2025
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Peter blinked in the bright light. Something wasn’t right. He’d been on patrol, peacefully sat on a rooftop, waiting. No spidey sense, no sound, no warning, all of a sudden there was a sharp pain to the back of his head and- Peter looked around. Where was he? Did he leave the stove on? Oh god, what was he supposed to do if he did? Was he dead? Was this heaven? Hell?
“Next.” A bored voice called from in front of him. Peter quickly stepped forward to the dull oak desk that had seemingly just appeared in the otherwise blank landscape. “Name?” the person asked. They looked like a secretary. Was this an office? Yup, hell. Maybe not going to church was a mistake.