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felicity38fornow · 11 months

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Kate Bishop | Öncelikler

Özet: Reader, günlerdir haber alamadığı kız arkadaşıyla ilk defa yüz yüze gelir.

Kate Bishop x Reader

Uyarı: Angst, özlem, ufak ağlayışlar, biraz sinir krizi.

Kate son bir haftadır hiçbir aramana dönmediğinde ve dün de annesi tutuklandığı için çok endişeliydin. Gözün de kulağın da telefondaydı. Haber kanallarını son günlerde o kadar çok izledin ki her tarafa dehşet saçan çeteler umurunda bile olmadı.

Tek isteğin, kız arkadaşının güvende olduğuyla ilgili bir mesajdı.

Son kavganızı hatırlayarak kendine işkence etmekten kendin bile yorulmuştun.

Gözlerin doldu. Burnun yine sızladı. Oysaki gözyaşlarının çoktan tükendiğini sanıyordun. Çok yoruldun ve çok yıprandın ama Kate ile ilgili bir haber alamadın.

Yorgunlukla içini çekerek çöktüğün balkan zemininden ayrıldın. Noel dahi olsa Kate yanına gelmeyecekti belki de. Yüreğin sıkıştı ve bir an kapı pervazında kaldın. Günlerdir kendini hırpalıyordun ve aklına asla gelmemesi gereken ihtimalleri düşünüyordun ama bu hiç aklına gelmemişti. İhtimal dahi vermedin. Çünkü senin Kate'ın böyle yapmaz. O, sevgisini ve ilgisini vermeyi daima sevmiş biriydi. Asla korkak değildi, kafa tutar ve pes etmezdi.

Ama... ya pes etmişse?

Ya gitmişse?

"Hayır, hayır," diyerek kendini teselli etmeye çalıştın. Yorgun ve acıyan gözlerini kırpıştırarak aklındaki korkunç senaryolardan kurtulmaya çalıştın. "Geri dönecek."

Kate, o gün de dönmedi.

Ve önündeki son üç günde de.

Noel geçip gittiğinde, ailene özürler sıraladın ve işlerinin çok yoğun olduğunu bahane ettin. Ayrıca kız arkadaşınla özel şeyler planladığını da ekledin. Kate'ı çocukluğunuzdan beri tanıdıkları için bunu asla sorun yapmadılar ve bir sonraki tatilinde ikinizi de davet ettiler.

'Burada olursa,' diye içinden şart koştun. Onun yaşayıp yaşamadığını bile bilmiyordun.

Polisler sana pek de yardımcı olmadılar. Blip'ten beş yıl sonra geri dönen insanlardan sonra o kadar çok kayıp ihbarı oldu ki kimse öncelik verileceği bile değildi. Kate'ın öncelik sırasında olmamasına çok sinirlendin elbette ama elinden herhangi bir şey de gelmiyordu. Yapabileceğin tek şey buydu.

Ortak dairenizdeki, ev aslında Kate'e ait, eşyalarının bir kısmını valizlere dolduralı bir gün kadar oluyordu. Kate'den umudunu asla kesmedin ama onun anılarıyla dolu bir evde yirmi dört saat boyunca durmak işkenceden farksızdı. Ayrıca, seni terk ettiğiyle ilgili düşüncen her geçen saat güçleniyordu. Bunu en azından habersiz yapmamasını ummuştun sadece. Tanıdığın tüm uzun yıllar boyunca o asla böyle biri olmasa da, ikiniz de büyüdükçe farklı insanlar oldunuz sonuçta. Belki kolej arkadaşlarından dolayıydı; kafayı bulmuş olabilir miydi? Ama tüm dostlarıyla konuşmuştun. Son kavgalarınız çok şiddetli olduğu içindi belki de? Ama her seferinde birbirinizin gönlünü aldınız.

Tanrım... O zaman neden? Neden kız arkadaşın son bir buçuk haftadır yanında değil?

Bir şey mi yapmadın? Yoksa yanlış bir şey mi yaptın? Çöpü çıkarmayı mı unuttun? Onu incittin mi? Kendisinden vazgeçtiğini mi düşünüyordu?

Ya da... Ona bir şey mi oldu?

Yüreğin sıkıştı, tuttuğun dolap kapaklarını sıktın. Aynadan görebildiğin dağılmış görüntün yüzünü buruşturmana neden oldu. Berbat görünüyordun. Kendini Kate'ı bulmaya o kadar adadın ki birkaç saat önce bir şeyler yiyip yemediğini bile hatırlayamıyordun. Yemedin. Kilon düştü, yüzün çöktü ve kendini sürekli üzgün hissediyordun. Belki bu ana kadar o kadar çok fark etmemiştin ama Kate senin hayatının merkeziydi. Çocukluğun boyunca yanındaydı. Sen onunla büyüdün.

Ama o artık yok.

İç geçirdin.

Sırt çantanı günlerdir düzenli duran yatağınızdan aldın, kapının yanında duran valizi çekmeye başladın. Buradan ayrılmak istemedin ama yalnızlık çok zor gelmeye başladı.

Açık bıraktığın kapıları kapattın. Camları son kez kontrol etmeye başladın. Salona doğru ilerlerken kısık sesler duydun. Yüreğin korku ve heyecanla çarptı. Kate olabilir miydi? O zaman diğer kisi kimdi? Soğukkanlılığını korumaya çalıştın.

Clint ile sessizce tartışan Kate, senin gelişini özlemle izledi. Girişte durdun, ifadesizce ona baktın. Kate, senin bu şekilde davranmana alışık değildi. Yine de seni o kadar çok özledi ki bu davranışların gözüne bile kaçmadı. "Bebeğim," diyerek sana adımlamaya başladı.

Ancak aniden bir adım geriye çekildin, sertçe ona baktın. Aynı zamanda, ne yaptığını da anlamıyordun. Kate, hareketinle duraksadı. "Geri dur." Dedin sakince.

"Çok karışık olduğunu biliyorum ama sana her şeyi açıklayacağım-"

"Gidiyorum,"

"Clint ile olanlara inanamazsın - Ne?" Duraksadı. "Gidiyorum da ne demek?"

Gözlerin birkaç saniye Clint dediği adama değdi. "Sen Clint ile kal. Ben gidiyorum, demek." Dedin sakinliğini koruyarak. Ne hissetmen gerektiğinden emin değildin. "Annen için üzgünüm. Gerçekten. Ve zamanın olursa aileme birkaç mazeret sırala, lütfen."

"Y/N,"

"Teşekkürler, Kate. Her neyse. Artık hiçbir şey önemli değil, değil mi? Hem, bir buçuk hafta boyunca başına bir şey geldiğini düşünerek karakolda yatmamın hiçbir açıklaması olamaz, değil mi?" Alay ettin. "Ah, ya da olabilir. Sonuçta buna değmem, ha?"

Böyle düşündüğün için nefesi kesildi. Clint, ikinizin özel konuşacağını anladığı için Kate'e döndü. "Aşağıda bekliyor olacağım." Diyerek ayrıldı.

Alaylı bakışlarınla adamın arkasından baktın. Senin yanında olmak yerine haftalardır eski Avengers üyesinin yanında olmasının da yanında, bir mesajı bile çok görmüştü. Geceleri karakollarda yattığını unutamazdın. Bu kadar kolay değil.

"Tatlım, kızgın olduğunu anlıyorum." Diye başladı Kate ama sen sinir bozukluğu ile güldüğünde devam edemedi. Kızgın olmak? Gerçekten sadece kızgın olduğunu düşünemezdi. Hayal kırıklığı tüm hücrelerini yakıyordu. Kızgın olmakta haklı değil mıydın zaten?

"Kızgınlık? Kızgın olduğumu mu sanıyorsun?" Dedin gittikçe sesin yükselirken. "Gerçekten kızgın mıyım? Senin için günlerce koşturdum, ölü ya da diri seni bulmak için. Bana sadece bir mesaj atman yeterdi."

"Her şey çok hızlı ve tehlikeli oldu. Kimseye haber verecek vaktim olmadı, kimseyle iletişim kuramadım."

"O zaman anneni nasıl tutukladılar?" Diye sordun daha sakin bir tonda. Nasıl hissetmen gerektiğinden emin değildin. Kızgın olmak bile seni yoruyordu. Kate, şu an seni yoruyordu. Özlemden deliriyor dahi olsan, haksızlığa uğradığın kısmını göz ardı edemezsin.

Cevap veremedi. Kate, kahramanlığı hayatının merkezine koymaya başladıkça seni oradan ittirdi. Bunu fark etmedi. Yıllardır izinden gittiği kahramanla yüz yüze geldiğinde ve sırt sırta savaştığında onun için önemli olan tek şey doğru ve yanlış oldu. Kate gerçekten de bunun farkında değildi ama bunun, seni kaybetmek olduğunu anlayacaktı. Sen, kendinden önce onu tutarken, o da yeni öncelikler belirlemeliydi. Özellikle de bu işe devam edecekse.

"Ben gidiyorum, Katie," dedin usulca. Valizini sıkıca kavradın ve kendine içinden destek oldun. "Belki de düşünme sırası sana gelmiştir."

İlk ama fena değil gibi? Benimle görüşlerini paylaş! ^^

İstek alıyorum ve kesinlikle yazmaya çalışacağım.

(Turkish Version)

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alwayskeepfightinglilwinchesters · 1 year

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Marvel One-Shot

How Tony, Steve, and Bruce welcome you into the Avengers. Tony: "What the hell? Who invited this kid?" He looks you up and down in your spandex blue and gold outfit.

"I'm not a kid, I-"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, kid." Tony rolls his eyes and blasts an alien in the face that was leaping towards him. "Fight now, talk later." He blasts another alien and hovers off of the ground, about to take off when he looks down at you and says "You can fight, can't you?"

You answer his question by slamming your fists into the ground to summon a sinkhole that a swarm of aliens that were crawling your way immediately fall into. As you stand back up, it closes on its own, beheading the last alien to fall through.

Tony stares at where the hole was for a couple of seconds before saying "Well okay then. I'll have Parker remind me to knight you as an Avenger after this is over. Congrats, kid." Without saying another word he flies away, leaving you smiling in his wake.

Steve: You watch in horror as a metal robot comes crawling towards you, but before you work up the courage to fight back, a metal shield painted red, white, and blue comes flying at it and chops it in half. "You've got to clear out of here!" The man you quickly recognize as Captain America yells, ripping his shield out of the robot's remains. You nod and start to get up and run away, but something in you stops you dead in your tracks.

That same part of you is tired of running. You did it after you were experimented on with your childhood best friends, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. You're not even sure how it happened, just that you wanted with every fiber of your being to escape, and the next thing you knew, you were in the middle of the woods outside Strucker's facility.

Now, you're mostly in control about when and where you teleport to, but this time you don't want to teleport away. Clearing your throat, you yell out to stop Cap from running away from you by saying "I want to help!"

He turns around and looks you up and down. "Can you fight?"

"No." You look down at your feet. "Not really... but I can do this." Closing your eyes, you will yourself to teleport 2 feet to the left. When you open them, you see him nod respectfully.

"Get as many people to safety as you can and then get yourself off this deathtrap." He looks around. "If you stick around and I make it through this, we'll see about teaching you how to fight." You're the one to nod respectfully this time, and you let him go after another robot while you're left to search through the ruins for survivors. For the first time in your life, you're not running from danger and you think to yourself how you really hope Cap lives through this, so he can follow through with his promise.

Bruce: A large green beast comes barreling down the decimated New York street that you once knew as Fifth Avenue, and you watch him from behind a dumpster in an alleyway. Suddenly, you hear blood curdling screams and peek around the corner to see the beast about to smash a car full of a family that's trapped inside. Realizing that this isn't the time to pretend to be normal, you step out from behind the dumpster and yell out "HEY!"

The beast's attention is drawn to you and you will yourself to transform into an identical version of it. You're not only able to look like the monster, but you feel its inner rage as well. Part of you wants to start smashing everything around you just like it's doing, but the other part that you've learned to hold onto every time you transform reminds you that you're doing this to get him under control.

With a loud roar, you draw him away from the family's car and see the father bust a window open for them to scramble out of and run to a nearby Starbucks dozens of people are cowering in for safety. He gets a couple of good punches in and knocks you on your back.

"Banner!" You hear a flying red speck yell as it flies overhead. "Uh, why are there two of you?" Iron Man says. "Forget it, we need all the help we could get over here. Stop terrorizing innocent people and get your ass in this fight."

The green beast you now know is called Banner, at least when he doesn't look like this, stares at you and lets out a low growl. After a couple of seconds of staring at each other, he stands out of his defensive stance and growls out the word "...Smash?". When you smile and nod, he nods back and the two of you begin your epic battle together with the rest of the team you guess you're now a part of.

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1-800-teax · 5 months

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Real

Loki x Reader Drabble

Angsty :(

Y/n’s POV:

"You...will...never...be...a...god." Loki manages to sputter out when Thano's applies more pressure and a loud 'CRACK!' is heard.

I jump awake panting heavily, trying desperately to catch my breath.

"Y/n! Y/n! It's me! I'm here! I'm right here!" Loki says frantically when he jumps awake beside me, clutching my shoulders in his palms, attempting to calm me down.

I look up at him, shock written across my face and fear swimming in my eyes, then his words register , "I'm here! I'm right here!".

Tears instantly fall from my eyes as a broken sob escapes my lips.

Loki's face softens, drowning with guilt before he wraps his arms around me, colliding our bodies as I let out body-shaking sobs, clutching onto his shirt so tightly as if I let go my nightmare will become a reality.

Loki rubs my hair softly while whispering sweet nothings into my ear to calm me down.

Slowly my sobs die down into semi-normal breathing, occupying sorrowful hiccups.

"I'm okay, Y/n. Thanos didn't kill me, I used an illusion. Remember?" he whispers in my ear, assuringly.

I gently nod and slightly loosen my grip on his shirt as I sit up, coming face-to-face with Loki’s tear streaked face.

We both have pouts on our faces as we stare at one another.

"I-" I start when my voice cracks which I realize is because all the crying has my throat hoarse.

I clear my throat before starting again, clearer this time.

“I was so scared. And it wasn't like all the other times you faked your death. No, this time it felt real. I- I felt you die." I express to him softly with hot tears rolling down my face.

"I know. I'm sorry." he whispers out with fresh tears falling from his eyes while gently gripping my small hands into his large ones.

"Please...please don't cry, my love." Loki says softly cupping my cheeks.

I shove my face into Loki’s chest, encouraging him to wrap me into his warm embrace once again.

I allow my hands to roam his strong back, and my ears to listen to the song of his heartbeat, while my nose engulfs his addicting scent. Capturing it all on my most sacred memories.

I hold it close to my heart and give myself a minute to realize that is is alive and breathing and he is real.

So very real and with me. Keeping me safe in his arms. Reminding me that I don’t know what I would do with out him, and making me promise to never have him in harms way again.

#y/n #x reader #loki x avenger!reader #loki x black!reader #loki x reader #lokilaufeyson #the avengers #marvelimagines #marvel #soft loki #angst #angsty

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callikc · 1 year

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Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader - Seven Minutes in Heaven

A/n: Please like, comment, or reblog if you enjoyed :)

This is from my imagines book on Wattpad under the name CalsRebellion

Summary: The compound is too quiet for Tony's liking and so he decides that you should all play a little game of seven minutes in heaven.

The compound was quiet for once.

No alerts signalling missions, no crashes or shouts from the training rooms, no noises from the labs. For once, there was just silence. And a certain someone named Tony thought it was agonizing. He was determined to have fun.

He thought and thought for what must have been a full hour before he came up with an idea. He knew most of the team would argue, but he was bored and desperate. No one paid attention as he left the room, or when he returned half an hour later.

"Seven minutes in heaven!"

All of you looked up at the sudden announcement, confused. He had just burst in with a grin and a bag of God knows what.

"What?" Bucky questioned.

"You heard." Tony smirked, crossing his arms and causing whatever was inside the bag to rattle.

"What is... Seven minutes in heaven?" Thor asked slowly.

"You don't have that in Asgard?" You asked in return.

He shared a look with Loki and shook his head, causing Tony to seem amused. "That's really sad."

"It's a game." Natasha explained. "A stupid one."

"I don't know, it can get pretty good sometimes." Clint shrugged.

"Name one time something good has come from seven minutes in heaven."

"Joanna Wheeler, tenth grade." Tony said, smirking again. "Best night of my life."

"I'm with Nat." You said. "It's a stupid game."

"Come on, (y/n), what's stupid about spending seven minutes in an enclosed space with one of your friends?"

You didn't answer.

"We have everything we need. The closet." Tony motioned to a storage area in the corner. "The hot singles." He motioned to all of you. "And the bag."

"Yeah, I think I'll just sit this one out." Bruce said, getting a murmur of agreement.

"Please!" He begged. "(Y/n), you first. Come on."

"Not a chance, Stank." You muttered, going back to your book.

However, the book was snatched from you and you were lifted to your feet by Tony.

"Just a few rounds." He said. "Then you can go back to doing absolutely nothing productive."

It took a moment of internal fighting before you realized the best way out of it was to just play along. And so you nodded.

"Sure. Whatever."

Like a child on Christmas, he held the bag out, giving it a shake and motioning for you to pick something. Very reluctantly you put a hand inside, and, with a frown, pulled out a mini-figure helmet in gold with two horns on it. Immediately, your stomach dropped.

"Yeah, no." You quickly put it back in, hoping no one saw.

"Ah, ah, ah." Tony took it back out and showed everyone. "Reindeer Games and (Y/n)!"

"We'll kill each other." You hissed at him.

See, Loki and you didn't always get along. You were usually the recipient of his pranks or schemes and you especially hated him for when he put marbles outside your door. You never recovered.

But, as much as you hated to admit it, part of you did like his humorous nature. But only a very small part. You also had to give him props for being the most attractive guy you'd ever seen.

Yeah, your feelings were pretty conflicting.

But, before you could voice this, you found yourself being shoved into the corner with Loki beside you.

"Keep it PG." Tony teased, shutting the door and plunging you into near darkness.

The only source of light was a flickering bulb above which barely illuminated half the room.

"Let me out now and I promise I won't break both your legs!" You shouted after him.

Nothing in response.

"Seven minutes in hell." You then mused, attempting to break the silence. "Not how I pictured my afternoon."

"And how was that?" Loki asked, his tone teasing.

"Finishing the Percy Jackson books for the third time."

He seemed amused by that. "Why? The Olympians are such a bore."

The way he said it confused you, as if he personally knew the Greek gods. Then again, it shouldn't be surprising. He was a god. Of course he would know others.

"What are they like?" You asked, genuinely curious and momentarily forgetting you didn't like him.

"Zeus is pompous and arrogant. Hera likes to believe she owns the world. Do not get me started on Apollo and Artemis."

You couldn't help laughing. "So you think you're better than them?"

"Yes."

"Wow. Gotta love that self-esteem. Good for you."

The silence returned shortly after and you felt a little awkward again. But, since he clearly knew a lot on the topic, you kept the subject of gods and goddesses up.

"Is Aphrodite as pretty as the stories say she is?"

"She is beautiful, yes." Loki confessed. "But a terrible kisser. I'm much better."

You scoffed. "Yeah? And how would you know?"

Without warning, the raven-haired god held your face in his hands and kissed you. It was slow and heart-filled at first, a barrage of unspoken emotion, but it soon became more passionate and wild. By the time you started losing air, Loki was already smirking against your lips.

"Wow." You whispered, staring at him with wide eyes.

His infamous smirk was just about visible in the dim light. "Believe me now?"

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randomtasteinfandoms · 6 months

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False Confidence| Peter Parker (prologue)

Prologue| you’re split and uneven, you’re hands to the sky

summary| who would've thought that the falling apart of the only family Rowan Stark has ever known would lead to her meeting a soulmate of sorts, peter parker

Rowan Stark portrayed by Emma Myers

He has 36 hours. 2,160 minutes to get away before the government starts searching for him. 129,000 seconds he only has to deal with the wrath of Ironman and the team he has created to take Captain America down. "Dad, stop! Think about this before you go and hurt him!" I followed him to his lab. He's just returned from who knows where and is currently on his way to pack to fly to Germany in order to stop his friend Steve... At least, I thought they were friends. I thought Steve and I were friends, however, that thought fizzled the second he left without a goodbye on my end.

Dad wasn't in the mood to deal with me at the moment. His team hadn't followed his orders and now the government is putting pressure on him to stop his old teammate. His patience was running out... It has been for a while now. He's been nothing but patient this past year, but I and Steve combine left it running thin. He knew I saw Steve as almost an uncle, a part of the family that I never really had outside of himself, Happy and Pepper... before Pepper left us both. "Rowan, stop it! I have to do this. It's either I go after him or the government does and I don't think you'd want that, cause I sure as hell don't." "If you get in his way he won't finish what he's trying to do and then the government will go after him, you're helping them!" "If he does this he'll be a public enemy! He already is!" I throw myself in front of him as we reach the lab door, I push myself against it, blocking him from entering. "Rowan Maria Stark! That's enough!" He finally snaps and at my reaction of flinching he sighs, taking a moment before speaking again.. Gathering his thoughts. "I'm sorry, but I have to do this. I'm trying to get our family back." Tears begin to brim at his wording... our family. He sighs again, placing his hands on my shoulders as he moves me from the doorway of the lab. "I'm coming with you!" I follow him inside and he snaps his head towards me. "No, no you're not." I bet he was remembering the battle of Sokovia, the battle that caused all of this. And I bet he's remembering the absolute living hell we've lived through during the aftermath. "You're both wrong, you know?" I change the subject, because I'm not fighting over going to Germany. I am going, but he needs to know I am not with him nor against him. "You both make good points, but no one will ever win if you battle each other." He shook his head, looking down. Not wanting to see the all too familiar sight of his daughter crying. "I've tried to reason, but he betrayed us the second he signed." "Maybe he's so stubborn because Bucky isn't the man you're looking for!" "Get ready... we have a trip to Germany to take care of."

Something was coming and it wasn't going to be pretty. Steve stood alone, but I knew he wasn't that stupid. He was waiting. Dad spoke and Steve kept looking at me, not him. He looked betrayed, I was standing in front of him and not beside him. But I couldn't stand beside him... for mupltity reasons. Standing besides him meant betraying my father... the only blood family I've ever had and standing beside him also meant being on the same team as a man who I could never forgive for as long as I kept breathing. "Okay, I've run out of patience." Dad rolled his eyes bringing his hands up to his mouth. "Underoos!" He called and out of nowhere behind Steve, a person came flying over all of our heads shooting webs, stealing Cap's shelf and tying his hands together in the process. It landed upon a structure behind us. I recognized the thing almost immediately. Spiderman. A new superhero from Queens. More specifically, a friendly neighborhood superhero from Queens. Only now, he's wearing a real suit, a suite that I notice right away. A suite I helped make. "Nice job, kid." Dad congratulated him almost coldly and for the first time, I heard his voice. "Thanks, well, I could've stuck the landing a little better, it's just a new suit. Well, it's nothing Mr. Stark it's perfect, thank you." He rambled, from his voice I could tell he was a teenager. "We really don't have to start a conversation." He spoke to him and glanced at me. He could see the anger in my face. He secretly had me help make a suite for a new hero that would fight against Steve. Low blow father, real low blow. "This is what the suit was for?" I yell pointing towards the little bugboy that sat behind us. "Cap... Captain big fan." It was like I didn't even yell, he was so starstruck with Steve. "Later kid." Offense washed over my face as he turned back to Steve... he called me kid just as he did with Spiderman. How dare he. "You've kept busy." When Steve spoke he was calm and that pissed dad off even farther. "And you've been a complete idiot! Dragging in Clint and recusing Wanda!" I flinch, nailing digging into my palms at the mention of his name. "I'm trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart-" He looked over at me, fists clenched, staring down at my shoes in an attempt to hold it together in front of everyone including King T'Challa and the random bug-teen from Queens. "You did that when you signed." Steve replied just as dad had earlier. "All right, I'm done!" Dad has snapped once again, no more playing nice. "You're gonna burn Barnes over, you're gonna come with us now because it's us or a squad of JSOC guys with no compunction about being impolite." He wasn't asking anymore, he was demanding. Steve stopped, thinking. "Come on." I heard dad whisper. "Please Steve." I mumble to myself. Suddenly I felt the air change... the fight was about to begin. My eyes snap to the north runaway and almost as if I suddenly possessed Spiderman's senses, I knew the Quinjets were in there and Steve was about to make a run for it. "Steve, no!" I screamed but it was too late. An arrow came flying through the air and cut the webs from Steve's hands. Suddenly Spiderman flew off the structure and another man in a metal suit was suddenly standing next to Cap with his shield. "Barnes is mine!" I hear T'Challa yell. T'Challa wants Bucky dead, I can't let that happen, not to Steve. I bolted in the direction T'Challa was running in. "Mr. Stark, what do I do?" His voice ran through the earpiece father gave me before arriving at the airport. "What we discussed, keep your distance and web them up." Dad spoke in a rush. "Rowan, get out of here now!" I wasn't listening though. "Spiderboy, don't listen to him. They'll kill you just get away." His and Dad's voice came blasting into my ear but I couldn't hear them, I chose not to.

Cap threw his shield hitting T'Challa in the back, who then fell and rolled back to his feet... only to be thrown again by Captain one more time. "Move captain, I won't ask a second time." Steve was about to strike again. T'Challa jumped about to kick Steve but he didn't get the chance because a fireball, which I created with my own two hands, threw Steve off his feet and let T'Challa land on his feet. I came from the darkness and he looked at me. "Go, Rogers is mine." It's a blank statement, but it's all it takes for T'challa to stand and run off towards his target. I look over, and Steve is jumping back to his feet. It was him vs I. "What do you think you're doing?" He threw his shield at me, but I teleported behind him before it could hit. I jumped on his back, pinning him to the ground after wrestling him. "I'm being the bigger person between a 100-year-old man and my own father!" I hear glass break and I look up to the terminal and Spiderman is crawling inside to face off against Barnes and Sam... this can't end well.

I abandon Steve as I teleport inside, pressing my back against a pole until Spiderman comes flying by along with Falcon. I run and throw fire, meaning to burn the web connecting him to Sam but I miss and hit the boy's hand instead. He yells out in pain, falling onto the floor. I gasp, running over, kneeling by his side. I look up and see Sam standing beside a glass railing, he is chuckling as Bucky joins his side. "Thanks, Stark." I give both of them a stare of death before they go flying backwards both crashing through the railing landing on the floor below us. "What the hell was that for?!" Spiderman finally spoke, his voice high pitched because of the pain. "Sorry I was trying to keep you from getting killed!" I looked down at his hand, the suit was scorched. "Note to self, make the next one fireproof."

At that moment Peter was in so much pain due to the fire that she threw at him, however he could only think one thing. Rowan Stark was the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. She had long dark brown hair, much like her father. It was so long that Peter didn't know if she ever even cut it. The hair had strips of unnatural red running through it. Her eyes were one of the only things that set her apart from her father, as his eyes were brown and hers were blue with some hints of green. She looked as though she hadn't slept in days, little did he know that time frame was probably weeks. Finally he took notice of her arms, they looked as if she stuck her arms in ashes and only wiped some of it off, her arms were black in spots and he didn't think it was semi permanent.

"Listen to me, if you're going to be stupid and try to face off with Cap. Do one thing." He nods, snapping out of whatever state he was in. "Go for his legs." I state before teleporting back outside. "Over there!" I hear a voice and soon spot Cap and his ragtag team rushing in a single direction. The quinjet, and in the moment I teleport to his side and run with him. His arm slams in front of me as a laser bursts in front of us, creating a line... Vision and in seconds Dad and his team were standing opposite of us... I was against him at this moment. I steady my feet again as Steve's arm stopped me from getting blasted. I look to my side, at Steve and he's looking at me. He feels forgien, not like the man that was practically an uncle these past few years. I hold onto him tightly, as I feel him and the memory of who he was slip away. "I'm here with you." I hear him say and for a second, I think I'm going to fight with him, then I look to my other side. Standing in all black was him. Clint Barton. Hawkeye. The reason he was dead. The reason I have no one. The reason I am who I am today and not in a goodway. "Steve, I can't." Tears come again as I nearly buckle under the wait of grief, but Steve is there to hold me, like he always is. "Y/N-" I shake my head as he tries to reason. "I can't be on the same side as him, I can't." I drop to my knees, I choose this move as I press my forehead into the ground below me. I'm out of this fight. "Leave her." I hear dad's voice and I am suddenly left out. "What do we do now?" I hear someone say. "We fight." And my fists clench once more, hands heating up as I feel Steve's team run pass me, and I let them.

"Hey- ouch- Hey!" I don't know how much time has passed or how long I've been kneeling on the ground, however for the first time in that long time I hear something. A voice. Spider Man's voice. I finally come up and spot him across the airport, on the ground, unmasked. No one else is to be seen as I look around. "Hey! Come here!" Without a second thought I stand and move towards him, joining him on the ground. "Mr. Stark told me to wait here, I figured I'd have some company." I just nod, not having the energy to ask or hear where my father and the others were. "I'm Peter, by the way, Peter Parker." "Rowan, Rowan Stark." I flinch at the feeling of his suited hand grabbing my burned one. "It's all going to be okay."

#peter parker #peter parker fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #marvelimagines #tom holland #tom holland fanfiction #marvel #spider man

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#chris hemsworth #thor #thor love and thunder #avengers secret wars #captain america #steve rogers #iron man #tony stark #oh #interesting #multiverse #but he is a dad now #and he deserves to find his brother too #taika waititi #tiktok #@marvelimagined

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romanoffsbish · 2 years

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… It Will Be!

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!StarkReader

Nat's POV

I pull into my driveway... It's been five years since I had been here. This was once our sanctuary and now it just feels hollow. I sit in the driveway for about thirty minutes just stuck there. My phone was blowing up but I just ignored it. I take a deep breath in and muster up enough strength to walk inside.

As I walk in I immediately crumble to the ground. There's a never ending collection of boxes on the counter with everyone's names on them. There's at least five just for me, I open one to find an abundance of love notes. In another box I find a necklace, it was intended as an upcoming anniversary gift. The not said "hold it up to the light," so I did. When you looked through the necklace against the light it was a photo of us laughing together that Yelena took of us at one of Stark's parties. In another box there's a DVD that Y/N burned our video memories onto. I popped it into the DVD player and listen along. Then I see a shadow box containing our wedding attire, photos, and her rings. Seeing her rings anywhere but her fingers breaks me. She NEVER took them off... She also never a decision that would affect both of us without talking to me first. I open the unused fridge, and as expected I find Vodka, some sort of cobbler, and her famous mac and cheese casserole. Great! She prepared me for widowhood... I grab the vodka and the note addressed with SORRY and move to the couch.

I know you have the vodka... Please at least eat a PB sandwich with it. I premade some and put them in the drawer for you. I need you to hear me out before you hate me. I kinda figured it out the moment Gamora didn't come back all those years ago. Then between Nebula calling it 'the dominion of death' and it being called the Soul stone it all but solidified the information for me. I racked my brain for days once I found out we'd be going out to search for the stones. All I could see was you doing it... then I realized half the team would've tried if everyone knew beforehand. In the end half the team would've rerouted thinking they were the only one and then, BOOM, no way back from that. The last five years have been hell, and this had to work. Whatever it takes, right?! I'm sorry forever wasn't long enough, it never is. One day you'll understand why it had to be me. This is all just a mess, I don't know how to do this. Nothing I say will fix this, I don't know how to say goodbye to my person. You're the absolute love of my life Natasha! You saved me over and over again, it was my turn to save you. We've had ten years of the greatest romance of my life. Fifteen years of love because God knows I loved you from the moment I saw you. You were perfect then, and even more so now ... I love you now and I'll love you well into the afterlife. Please take care of yourself, live a happy life with Yelena. If you end up finding a new love please don't be afraid of it. I want you to be happy! You deserve the world, I'm sorry I can't continue to give it to you. Also... get Wanda and Yelena to get over themselves and get together already. Life is too short for the games. Until we meet again, Goodbye My Love. <3 Your Bestfriend, Wifey, Baby, and Shmoopsie poo... <3

Nat's POV

"BULLSHIT!" I scream out as I throw my glass of vodka against the wall causing it to shatter. I fall back onto the couch in hysterics, and within the minute y/c/n(cat) comes running into the living room. I pick them up before the glass can hurt them. I then pull them into me.

"Mommy's gone..." I whisper into their fur

They curl into me and I fall asleep from the absolute exhaustion riddling my body. As I'm fading out I faintly hear HER laugh...

~45 minutes later~

*THUD*

Yelena's POV

I woke up from the strangest nap. One second I'm laying on Y/N and Nat's couch, the next I'm in this weird dream state. Now I'm back but the house looks different. Nat's here with me cuddled up to a cat I have never seen, and there's glass everywhere.

"Nat.. Wake up! Something's wrong." I say before I notice she's definitely downed at least half a bottle of vodka.

What the fuck happened? Where's Y/N?

Nat's POV

I heard a loud noise but I chose to keep my eyes closed and ignore it. If someone's come after me then good! Then I hear HER. Yelena.

I jump up and embrace her.

"Natasha... Get off of me. What's wrong?" She pleads

I can't do it, I just can't let her go.

"Natasha?" She questions, giving up on getting out of my embrace.

"She's gone. You just got back" I ramble out confusing her

"Who's gone? When did I leave?"

"Sit!" I say while letting go of her

I sat her down and told her everything that's happened. From the last five years to the last five hours on the mission that saved everyone's world but mine. I got up to find her letter and give it to her. She looks so broken. She takes the letter, folds it up and shoves it into one of her vest pockets. Then she takes MY vodka and chugs the rest.

"Heyyy!" I whine

"Oh hush... I know she must've made sure to stock us up" she snaps back

"Yeah..."

As we sit there holding each other a bright orange light appears in my living room.

I know I'm not THAT drunk...

"Come on. Let's go. They need us, it's time for the endgame." The vaguely familiar looking man says

Yel & I look at each other, wipe our eyes and head through the circle.

"For Y/N!" We say in unison downing the vodka we brought with us onto the field.

Woah. Shit sure went down while I was gone for like three hours.

"Oh, just great! The purple bitch is back again." I say while rolling my eyes

"He looks like a purple ball-sack." Yel says before we head into the battle.

As we run in I lock eyes with Wands and I know she knows. Without even reading my mind she can see it in my eyes. I can see the anger brewing and then she runs into the thick of it. I personally have no fight left... I realize now that no matter how hard we fight the only way it's ending is with a snap, and the snap has to be from our end.

I'm about to do something 'stupid.' A lot of people will be hurt... but I just can't fulfill

Y/N's wishes, I will NOT live in a world without her. I need the gauntlet.

“Mladshaya sestra, please forgive me." I say as I press my forehead to hers. (Little sister)

"Tasha... I understand." She says with tears in her eyes as she knows what I'm about to do.

"Please take care of y/c/n and Wanda... She really likes you, you know?" I say with a sad smile

"I promise" Yel says with an even sadder smile.

I'll see you soon my love

"Who has the gauntlet? Where do I need to get it to?" I ask into the comms

"Spiderling has it, and Antboy needs it." Tony replies

"Got it!"

I look to see Wands has Thanos in the air and he's got a fear in his eyes I've never seen from him. Never should've pissed off the little witch!

"Rain fire" the purple grape shouts

Coward! I take this moment to grab Wanda and pull her behind a rock to shield us.

"Nat..."

"Don't! Please... I'm doing what has to be done"

"Please hug her for me... Tell her I love her" she sighs out in defeat.

"Of course... I love you Wands. She loved you too. Take care of Yel and y/c/n for us please." I say while pulling her in for a tight hug.

"You know I will!" - "Good! The house is yours"

While looking for Spidey, I spot Clint and see he's being overtaken so I quickly intercept and save his ass.

"We're a long way from BudapeSHt" I chuckle out before pulling him up and into a hug

"Save the hug for after the battle... when you've had the chance to shower." He retorts

"Rude!" I scoff before smiling sadly and running off to end this once and for all.

I see Spiderman hiding in avoidance if the army and I immediately run up.

"Parker, hand it over! I got you!" I say to the poor kid

I pull it into me and start to fake his army out.

Tony and I lock eyes briefly and I know he also knows... He is holding Thanos off with Thor and Cap. He knows because I swiped his more form fitting gauntlet out of the lab earlier as I left the tower. No way was I letting him do this. Y/N would've been furious if Morgan missed out on having their father around. She also promised me forever, so I'll follow her into the afterlife to collect it. I quickly allow the stones to shift over gauntlets and keep running with the big gauntlet overtly exposed. It doesn't take long for his goons to throw me and bring it to him.

"I am inevitable!"

*clank*

"Yeah, well I'm Natasha Stark-Romanoff, THE Black Widow, and I think your times about up!" I seethe as the power courses through my veins.

*snap*

I collapse to the ground, my breaths shallow.

"Natasha!" I spottily hear Clint shout as he runs to me

"You idiot.... You and Y/N have always been the biggest pains in my ass... Please don't go" he says while grabbing my hand and whispering the last part.

"It's okay..." I wince out

"No it's not..." he shakily replies

"It will be..." I say giving one last smirk

Yelena's POV

She did it... I wanted to stop her, but as painful as it was, seeing the peace wash over her face softened the blow a bit. I felt a hand on my shoulder so I turned to find a defeated looking Wanda staring back at me. I pull her into a hug, not willing to let go. She's all I have left...

"It's okay dorogoy. I got you." I whisper out while trying to keep it together

"And, I you." She whispers back letting me know the feelings mutual.

"Let's go home..." I say while pulling her off the battlefield, holding her close as we head to our destination.

Yelena's Letter

Yelena... My honorary little sister, what was my life even like before you blessed it by entering it? Boring is what...! I love you so much! Take care of our girls, I know I can trust you to do that. Take care of yourself too, please don't spread yourself too thin. PLEASE DON'T let Wanda's grief baking surpass two weeks or you'll balloon up. I tell you this advice from experience, trust me! I'm so proud of you and I'm sorry I couldn't say that in person. Until next time little one, be good! <3"

"I love you too" I whisper back through my tears

Nat's POV

It's so bright. As my eyes adjust I see this beautiful skyline of purple and pink hues blending together. I move my gaze to the left to see a tiny cottage on a lake.

"You're about 50 years too early"

I immediately turn around and there she is, the absolute love of my life... I say nothing, I just run full speed into her body not caring if we fall. It's silent for awhile, Y/N just holds me close and lets me cry.

"You left me... you promised forever..." I whisper

"I'm sorry my love. I just felt like it was what made the most sense." She tries to rationalize

"Well I did the same and I'm here to cash in on the promised forever." I say, leaning back to stare into her also glossy eyes

She smiles and pulls me into a gentle kiss that's full of all the love we have for each other.

"Let's go inside and start our forever then"

I giggle then drag her inside to spend eternity together ... Hope she can handle that!

No One's POV

It's been two weeks since the battle of a lifetime.

Yelena & Wanda sold the house, took y/c/n and moved to Ohio. They bought a house away from the public, with extra acres of property. They set up makeshift memorial tombstones for Y/N and Nat next to each other.

Tony's retired the suit and has invested all of his focus into Pepper and Morgan, and keeping Y/N's legacy alive. He still funds the initiative but has passed the reigns over to his prodigy Spiderling.

Steve and Bucky returned the stones to their rightful times, and then did the same for themselves. They got to live out their lives the way they always should've been able to.

Thor's handed Asgard off to Valkyrie, and has set off with the remaining Guardian's.

Clint's retired, like for real this time. He's passed the baton—well the bow— off to a newfound prodigy by the name of Kate Bishop.

Bruce is all science and no fight, finally able to find a peace with The Hulk. He's enjoying retirement as well.

The big bad of their times gone now, they get to rest now.

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I hope you enjoyed this one. It's a bit sad but in the end there's a somewhat happy ending.

#natasharomanoff x reader #natasha x you #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff x female reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x wife!reader #natasha romanoff x yelena belova #yelena belova #black widow imagine #black widow x you #black widow #marvelimagine #marvel imagine #wlw

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mcubuckyxlokisbitch · 2 years

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Thor: ALL OF YOU RETURN TO YOUR CELLS AND I WILL GRADN YOU SAFETY YOUR HAVE MY WORD

THOR: *GETS HIT* Alrighty then you don't have my word. *HITS ENEMY*

Y/N: *MORE DRAMATIC SUPERHERO LANDING, USES MAGIC TO GET EVERYONES ATTENTION, SHOUTS IN A DEVIL TONE VOICE" CELLS NOW!

ENEMIES: *WIDED EYES* YES GENERAL Y/N *ALL HURILY RUNS INSIDE

THOR: How

Y/N: You talk to much, and their scared of me. *PUSHING OTHER INMATES IN THEIR CELLS*

BONUS*

LOKI: *very h*rny in his cell

#loki x y/n #thor x y/n #loki #loki imagine #thor imagine #marvelimagine #thor odison x reader #loki layfeyson x you #thor dark world #lokifluff #thor odinson #thor fluff #y/n being y/n #asgard

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webofstories · 3 years

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Dog Sitting - T.H. *Smut*

Summary: Tom has had a crush on his dog sitter and good friend Y/N for a year. When Tom comes to pick up Tessa after a family vacation, a small injury makes one thing lead to another.

Note: Which of Tom's characters do you want to read about next?

Peter, Tom himself, or Arvin Russell?

Warnings: smut, oral recieving (fem), use of language, touching, dirty talk

Word count: 4k+ (long story)

"Are you hungry, Tess? You want some yummy eggs?"

Tessa barked in response, whining in eagerness as she watched you prepare her eggs. You chuckled with a smile and stirred them around, they were almost done. The Holland's fed Tessa eggs as a treat every now and again cause she loves them- but you feed her eggs everyday she spends with you.

The Holland's were coming back from their two week long family trip today. You felt like somehow, Tessa knew, because she was quite giddy this morning.

"Here you go, pretty girl!" You say with a smile as you place her bowl of eggs and kibble on the floor, watching her eat it happily with her tail shaking so hard that her entire backside moved. You always laughed to yourself when you saw that.

It was a sunny day, warm rays of light pouring in through your window left you no reason to turn on your lights. Your dog, Y/D/N, was peacefully laying in the sun underneath the door.

You snapped back into reality at the sound of your phone vibrating on the marble table. Picking it up, you see "Nikki Holland" displayed across the screen. You answered.

"Hey, Nikki!" You greeted happily as you answered your phone.

"Hey, sweetheart!" She says happily too, "How is Tessa?"

"Well she's currently scarfing down her breakfast, how was the trip?" You giggle, looking at Tessa's tail wag.

"Oh, it was just gorgeous. You should really try to go there sometime, the view is breathtaking."

You and Nikki talked for a while, her listening to you talk about how Tessa had been after she tells you more about the trip. It was always nice to hear her voice, she was like a mother to you and you loved being close to the family. They lived just a 15 minute walk down from you, so you were always over at their home and at any party they threw.

"It sounds like you guys had a blast, did the boys enjoy it?"

"Oh, definitely. The twins bickered as usual but Paddy seemed to keep them distracted with his nonsense. Tom kept asking about you and Tessa, though." Nikki giggles a bit, leaning closer to the phone, "You know, dear... I think he fancies you."

"Nikki!" You gasp, making her laugh. You both ended up laughing but your cheeks burned red.

Tom was, without a doubt, the most attractive man you've ever seen. You've known his parents and siblings for years, but you only met Tom a year ago since he was always busier than the rest of his family. You two instantly became close, and you can't deny that you felt something for him beyond friendship.

But, Tom was surrounded by beautiful, stunning women all the time in his field of work. You doubted he'd ever look at you that way, so you ignored it.

"Well, dear, I just called to let you know that I'll be by in a bit to pick up Tessa. Is that okay?"

"Yes, of course!" You replied, "See you in a bit."

You ended the call, everything suddenly becoming quiet and still. Tessa had finished her meal and she was currently laying under the sunshine next to Y/D/N.

Figuring that it may take a while for Nikki to get there, you thought you should start your workout. You had a work out session every morning in the large space of your living room.

Wearing your spandex shorts and sports bra, you started your stretching. The sun felt warm on your skin even through the window, creating a sigh of content to leave your lips. Your body slowly started to loosen up, not as stiff from your night of sleep. Feeling refreshed from your stretch, you start your routine, 30 minutes in and breaking a sweat. Your muscles felt like they were on fire, trying to keep up with the time.

Heartbreak Anniversary by Giveon was playing lowly on the speaker from the kitchen. Just as you were about to start your next set, the doorbell rang.

That confused you at first seeing as Nikki would always come right on in, she was basically your second mother so it didn't bother you. Shrugging it off, you grabbed your small towel off the couch and started patting your sweat away while walking towards the door.

You grab the knob and twist, swinging the door open. Your heart drops as you see that it wasn't Nikki infront of you, but someone you'd rather not see you in so little clothing.

"Hey, Y/N!" Tom greeted happily, the lightest of blushes crawling across his cheeks as he avoids looking you up and down.

"Oh, hey, Tom!" You say, trying to act like he didn't make you nervous, "Come on in."

Stepping aside to let him inside, you felt goosebumps threaten to spread across your skin as Tom whisks by you, nearly bumping your arm. Closing the door, you turned to look at him, already seeing him on the floor with Tessa.

"Tessa!" Tom says excitedly, showering her with love and kisses. Tessa was beyond happy to see Tom as she showered him with the same amount of love.

After they finished their moment, Tessa saw your dog wake up from it's nap and ran to go play with them. Tom laughed, turning to you.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your workout," Tom says as he looks at your mat on the floor and small weights, "My mum got busy and asked if I could come to get Tess instead."

"That's alright, doesn't bother me." You smile at him, looking at his adorable chocolate locks that fell into a cute mess ontop of his head.

"Well, while you're here, would you like some tea?" You ask with a smile, trying your best not to make a fool of yourself. You knew you stood no chance of getting with Tom, but that wouldn't stop you from being polite.

"That would be lovely." Tom smiles back, following you to your kitchen. He felt horrible about it, but he couldn't help but to stare at your ass as you walked. In your spandex shorts, it left little to imagination, and he's never seen you in anything so revealing.

He stopped staring as you turned around, nervous. You watched him take a seat at your table. You could feel his eyes on you as you prepared to make the tea, but you weren't complaining.

Tom couldn't seem to stop looking at you. To him, you looked gorgeous all the time, but right now, you looked ravishing. He would tell you that, but even he couldn't deny how much of a wuss he was. This crush he's had on you has kept him up sometimes, but for a year, he kept it to himself. He knew that his mother knew that he fancied you, though, which is why she made up an excuse to have Tom come to get Tessa instead. Tom knew it was rubbish, but he jumped at the chance.

"I hope Tess behaved." He spoke, causing you to almost jump. You smiled, ignoring that he startled you.

"She was an angel, as always. I can tell she missed you though."

"I missed her too. Not the same sleeping without her."

"Did you have a good time?" You asked, your back turned to Tom.

"I guess so. It was kind of boring." Tom spoke honestly, shrugging as he watched you move.

"How come?" You asked.

"It was the same as any place. I couldn't really just have time with my family because anywhere we went, fans were there too. I love my fans and am beyond grateful for them, but I really just wanted some time with my family." Tom spoke honestly, guilt panging his heart as he spoke. His words made you sad knowing he didn't have a good time like the rest of his family did.

"Nikki told me about the girl that was all over you," you laughed even though you hated the thought, "I'm sure your girlfriend hated that."

"I don't have a girlfriend, love." Tom spoke shyly, giving you a feeling of relief.

You had brought it up in hopes of him denying he had a girlfriend. You wanted Tom to be happy of course, but when Nikki told you about the girl that was all over him on their vacation, you couldn't help but to feel jealous.

The room fell quiet. You didn't know what to say and Tom didn't either. If only you both knew how badly you wanted to tell each other the truth, but fear stopped you. You didn't want to make things awkward and Tom didn't want to lose you.

A painful stinging sensation brought you out of your thoughts, making you grab your wrist and let out a cry of pain.

Tom perked up instantly, rushing over to you. He had deep concern in his eyes as he gently had your arms in his hands. His touch sent sparks through your skin and it distracted you from your pain for a second.

"Are you okay?" He asks, guiding you over to the sink with a voice of genuine concern. He was so close, you were sure he could feel your heart beating out of your chest.

"Uh- yea," you choked, "It's just a burn."

"This is a pretty rough burn, darling." Tom chuckled lightly. Your heart soared.

You told Tom where your first aid kit was and he ran to get it, leaving you in the kitchen. You hoisted yourself up onto your kitchen counter by the sink, letting the cold water run along your burn. Tom ran back over to you holding the kit, popping it open as he sat it down next to your thighs. He nearly choked as he saw how high your spandex shorts had ridden up your legs, swallowing the lump in his throat.

He pushed that to the back of his mind and tended to your burn, but it was so hard to ignore how good you looked. Your breasts were displayed perfectly infront of him, all he had to do was look down to see them curve perfectly, your skin looking as soft as ever. His hands were itching to touch you, especially everytime he glanced at your thighs. He kept imagining your legs wrapped around him as his lips explored your neck, the thoughts got the best of him. He was trying his hardest to be respectful and not look, but there was no denying the growing bulge in his pants.

After he wrapped up your wound, Tom rested his hand on your knee. The simple gesture sent tingles all over your body and straight to your core, making you let out a shaky breath. Tom didn't seem to notice seeing as he was examining your wrist to make sure he tended to it properly, but his eyes looked distant. You took your lip in between your teeth, feeling Tom's hand squeezing your knee. He didn't seem to notice, his actions being completely subconscious.

"It should be okay," Tom suddenly spoke, taking you out of your trance, "Just keep putting that ointment on it."

"O-Okay." You mumble, not taking your eyes off his hand on your knee. Tom noticed this and his eyes widened, immediately going to remove his hand.

"Oh, shit-" he cursed, "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I didn't realize-"

Before you could think about it, you stopped him from moving his hand, stopping his voice in it's tracks. He looked from your hand over his to you, seeing a gleam in your eye that he's never seen before.

This wasn't like you at all. Sure, you've had sex before, but you've never craved it from someone like you craved Tom right now.

Tom didn't want to push himself on you, but the sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife. His bulge was only growing and his hand on your knee was only making it worse. Looking you in the eye, Tom stood there as you slowly slid his hand higher up your thigh, eyes widening.

Tom got the memo and started moving his hand on his own. Your spread your legs, watching as he quickly stood between them, placing a hand on both of your thighs. Tingles shot straight to your core.

He was close- incredibly close. Your bodies almost touching, lips barely an inch apart. You could smell his minty breath, staring deeply into his eyes. His big hands gave your thighs a strong squeeze, making you gasp.

"Please tell me I can kiss you." Tom said pleadingly, not knowing how much longer he could last not feeling your lips on his. Your heart exploded, not able to speak, you nodded.

Tom smashed his lips to yours, squeezing your thighs as he grunted against your lips. You kissed him back eagerly, resting your elbows on his shoulders as you raked your fingers through his chocolate brown locks. Tom brought a hand behind you and pushed your body even closer into his, feeling your breasts pressed against the thin clothe of his white t-shirt, driving him absolutely wild. Due to your low counters, your core was pressed against his raging hard on, making your panties a flood zone.

The kiss only got more heated, Tom's hands holding onto your hips as his fingers skim along the waistband on your shorts. Your hands found their way under his shirt, tracing each if his abs as he groaned against your lips. Your touch egnited him.

You pushed Tom off of you for only a moment, grabbing the hem of his shirt and skimming it off his toned body. You didn't even take time to admire him- your lips went straight to his neck.

"Darling," Tom said breathlessly, holding your hips tightly as you suck on his sweet spot, "Stop if you don't want this. I'm having a hard time keeping from taking you right here on this counter."

His words went straight to your core, heating up your body. You were out of breath, pulling away from him to look him in the eye.

"I've wanted you for a while, Tom." You spoke truthfully, letting your eyes hold all your emotion as you looked into his chocolate dipped orbs, "YOU tell ME if you don't want this. Be honest with me, don't give me false hope that you want me for more than just this."

After looking into your eyes for a moment more, Tom pulled you into another kiss, only this kiss was different. This kiss was loving and passionate, the kind of kiss a husband gives his wife every morning and the kind of kiss that you see in movies when the guy gets the girl. Cupping your face in his hands, he pulled away for a breath, resting his forehead on yours as you watch his chest rise and fall aggressively.

"I have been too chicken to tell you that very same thing, love." Tom chuckled, "I'm pretty sure my mum made up some random excuse for me to come here because she knew I fancy you. You keep me up at night sometimes, yet I still couldn't find a way to ask you out."

You wrapped your legs around his waist tightly and bit your lip as you looked into his eyes. He smirked as he felt your hand slip past the waistband of his pants, lips dangerously close to yours.

"Feels a little crowded," you whisper, "Why don't you invite your little friend out to play?"

Tom couldn't help but groan, throwing his head back as your touch went lower and lower. The affect you had on him was severe, and he couldn't take it much longer.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

"Dammit, Y/N." Tom whispered under his breath in frustration as he picks you up. You let out a gasp, tightening your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. His lips caught yours, pushing your bedroom door open with your back before throwing you down on the bed.

You moaned against Tom's soft lips, his fingers pulling at the waistband of your shorts. Knowing they were skin tight, Tom didn't hesitate to nearly rip them off of you, pulling them off your legs in a swift movement. Feeling his roughness made a pool between your legs- you were eager.

It didn't take long before you were both only left in your underwear. Tom's boxers were tight, the lining of his boner being extremely evident. Just the sight nearly sent you over the edge, making you let out a small moan, Tom's lips sucking on your neck as he palmed your breasts.

"Ugh, Tom." You moaned breathlessly, pressing your lower half against his. He grunted against your skin, pushing your body down against the mattress, putting some of his weight on you so you felt every inch of him. It nearly sent goosebumps across your skin, gripping onto his shoulders tightly.

His lips started their journey down your body slowly, despite the eagerness Tom was radiating. You held comforting eye contact as he got lower and lower, your heat throbbing for him. You had no doubt in your mind that your underwear were soaked, and as Tom stared at them, you could see the approving gleam in his eyes matched with a proud smirk.

"Do I do this to you, darling?" He says softly, palming your heat as he waited for an answer. Your words were caught in your throat- unable to think with only a thin cloth seperating Tom's fingers and your core.

"Y-Yes, Tom..." you breathed out, giving him the most pleading look you could muster. Tom smirked at you, loving the affect the simple touch had on you.

"Do you want me to do this..." he whispers, bringing his fingers to hook around the thin cloth, bringing it down your legs, "...darling?"

"Yes!" You says desperately, kicking them off the rest of the way, "Tom, I need you..."

To Tom, your voice was like an angel's choir. You sound so fucked for him- it made his cock throb in his boxers. He nearly groaned- he couldn't believe this was actually happening right now.

Tom spread your bare legs, staring at you intently as he crawled between your legs. You nodded to him, biting your lip as you felt his warm breath fanning against your heat.

Tom's eyes held excitement as he dragged his tongue between your drenched folds. You were sweet, he wanted more. Hearing you bite back moans, Tom pressed the back of your thighs against his shoulders, arms going around your legs so he can grip your hips.

Using your waist, Tom grips it tightly, sure to leave small bruises as he holds you still and presses his face further into you.

This was too much for you to handle and your moans came spilling from between your lips. You were breathing heavy, arching your back as your hands looked for something to hold onto. They found Tom's hair, gripping and tugging it tightly as he flooded all your senses with pleasure.

"Oh, Tom!" You moaned loudly, your voice sending a moan to crawl up Tom's throat as he mopped up your heat, holding you down so you don't squirm.

Latching his lips to your clit, Tom slipped two fingers into your dripping cunt, thrusting and sucking wildly. It was too much for you, so much pleasure and not enough will to handle it.

"T-Tom I'm gonna finish if you don't stop!"

Tom pulled away from your clit, slowly slipping his fingers out of you. You could see your wetness evident on his nose, lips and chin. Wiping it away, he saw your flushed expression, glad he was making you feel so damn good.

"Not yet, love," He whispers lowly, crawling up your body and kissing your lips harshly, "You're gonna cum around my cock."

His stern tone and authority sent shivers down your spine, both of you knowing there is no doubt that he will make you.

Tom stripped his boxers off, noticing you trying your hardest not to look. A bit of shyness struck him, the softest of blushes spreading across his cheeks. Reaching over to your nightstand drawer, you pulled it open, moving stuff around into you grabbed a condom. You tried to give it to Tom, but his blush only deepened, looking like he wanted to say something but wouldn't.

"Tom, I like you a lot, but you are not going raw-" you tell him, but he quickly cuts you off.

"No! Th-That's not it..." he chuckles awkwardly, looking from the condom, to his throbbing cock, to you.

"Oh-" you say, embarrassed as you realized what he meant.

"Do you have any bigger sizes, love?"

You wanted to smack yourself. Your ex wasn't exactly the biggest "wielder".

You rummaged through the drawer and found a condom big enough to fit around Tom.

Ripping it open, you rolled it onto Tom's thick length, hearing him groan into your neck in the process. In seconds, he was positioned between your legs, rubbing his pink tip on your clit as you whimpered against his lips.

"Baby, please don't tease." You whispered, watching his chocolate orbs stare into your pleading ones.

Without breaking his gaze into your beautiful eyes, Tom slowly pushed his throbbing cock inside you. You instantly threw your head back, digging your nails into his broad shoulders as your wetness allowed him to bottom out so easily. Tom didn't realize he was holding his breath until he felt you arching against him.

He felt so good- the way he filled you up could easily get you to finish. Tom couldn't get enough of the way you wrapped around him so well, so wet for him that he was completely inside you in seconds.

"Holy shit, darling." He moaned breathlessly, jaw slightly dropped. Your eyes were tightly shut, biting your bottom lip hard as you felt him pull all the way out only to slam right back into you with a hard grunt.

"Fuck, Tom!" Your moan came out extremely high and loud, making you blush once more. Tom smirked, though... he loved it.

He started a steady rhythm smoothingly, his arms and abs flexing as he fucked you hard. Your nails were digging into his shoulders thoughtlessly, not a second passing where a moan wasn't threatening to leave your lips. As much as Tom wanted you to leave your marks all over him, he was more eager to see you completely vulnerable underneath him. He grabbed both your hands and had them pinned above your head in seconds making you gasp.

"So good for me," he grunted, "Aren't you, good girl?"

His nickname for you made you whimper.

"Oh, you like when I talk dirty while fucking your tight pussy, baby?" All you could do was nod with rosy cheeks, his words completely shocking you. Tom was always so sweet, so innocent...

"I bet you do," he says, out of breath as he ruts into you harshly, making you let out a small cry of pleasure, "You're a dirty girl like that."

His words were helping to send you over the edge. He wouldn't stop- everything falling from his lips being dirtier than the rest.

"You look so pretty, even while I'm fucking you."

"So good for me... taking my cock so well."

"You're so tight princess, guess I should come over more often?"

"I just want to bend you over and fuck the shit out of you."

"Fuck, Tom!" You practically screamed, body tensing as your back arched against him. Your heat throbbed as you felt your climax coursing over you.

With only a few more thrusts, Tom came hard, throwing his head back as he did. The sight was beyond attractive and you wish you could save it in your mind.

Tom pulled out of you carefully, knowing you were sore and sensitive after being fucked that good. He discarded of the well used condom, cleaning up the mess you both made with many tissues from your nightstand so he could hold you close to him. Your body felt weaker and more tired then before, which was well expected. This felt more like a workout then your actual session.

Tom plopped down in your bed with a satisfied sigh, looking over at you with the giddiest smile.

There's the Tom I'm used to, you thought to yourself, his smile beaming.

"I hope I wasn't too rough." Tom says, a comforting softness in his voice that wasn't there before. He wrapped a strong arm around your naked body, pulling you into his bare chest.

"Not rough," you scoffed, smiling, "Just hard."

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, baby." You hummed, "It was perfect."

There was a moment of silence as you both repeated the hard, steamy sex you just had over and over again in your minds. There was something about it that made it to where neither of you could wipe even the smallest of smiles off your faces.

"Y/N?" Tom spoke up softly, leaning his lips into your neck.

"Hmm?" You hummed.

"I meant what I said in the kitchen, earlier..." he says, "I really do fancy you."

"I like you too, Tom," you giggle, "I have for a while."

"I was too chicken to say anything to you before," he chuckles, "But I want to take you out on a date. A real date."

You turn and face Tom, smiling as your eyes met his. His words made your heart happy, and there was no way you could turn down the smile he was giving you.

"Of course," you laugh, tucking a stray curl out of his face, "It's about time that you ask. You really think I'm gonna say no?"

You both laughed, Tom pulling you into his chest. Your bodies were tired, but neither of you were sleepy at the moment. Tom stayed over for a few more hours, just cradling your naked body against his. You talked, laughed until you cried, kissed and just enjoyed each other's presence before it was time for Tom to bring Tessa home.

After a very lasting, loving, and passionate goodbye kiss, Tom took Tessa and walked home. He was sad to be leaving, he'd be okay with never leaving your side again.

After arriving home, Tom found that only his twin brothers, Sam and Harry, were home. They were too captivated in the TV and Tessa being home to question Tom on what took him so long.

Tom went up to his room, unable to stop his smiles. He stripped out of his shirt, about to plop down on his bed when his door swung open.

"Ey, mate. Where's the- holy fuck, what the hell happened to you!" Sam suddenly burst into Tom's room, yelling as his eyes landed on the long red scratches all over Tom's shoulders and back. Tom whipped around quickly, eyes going wide.

"Don't you know when to knock, you idiot?!" He yelled back, hearing Sam's footsteps thudding towards the room.

"Holy shit, mate!" Harry laughed, eyes wide at Tom turned his back to him to put his shirt back on.

"Piss off, both of you!"

"Now we know what took so long to get Tess." Harry snickered. Sam finally realized what was happening and scrunched up his nose at his older brother, rolling his eyes before walking away. Tom growled and slammed the door despite Harry's teasing. No matter what, he knew he wouls do it all over again.

Tom called you minutes later to talk about anything and everything.

He felt happy- the happiest he's been in a while. This was good. This was joy.

Lost in thought, he realized you fell asleep on the phone. A soft smile spread across his lips.

"Sleep well, my love."

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imagine-till-the-end-of-the-line · 3 years

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Mittens (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Warnings: none :) Genre: Fluff Word Count: 425 Summary: Your cat always stayed far away from Bucky, until today when you were cuddling and having a movie night together

When you and Bucky began dating, your cat Mittens was very wary of him. She would always keep her distance, and never come closer than 10 feet of him. He wasn't sure if it was because of his metal arm, or maybe he looked intimidating to her

This made Bucky feel self conscious, because your cat was friendly with everybody except for him. You tried to assure him that she would come around soon, but he wasn't sure how true that was. Everytime he would enter the room she was in, she would run away

That was until today, when the both of you had been on the couch watching a movie, snuggling together. About halfway through the movie, Mittens jumped onto the couch, and laid between the both of you. She occasionally sniffed his metal arm, but she didn't act afraid.

You smiled in Bucky's direction, before glancing at Mittens, and petting her fur around her ears. Her head leaned into your touch, and Bucky watched with curiosity. He had never seen her this close before, and he wasn't sure if moving would scare her or not, so he sat still. You noticed, and you grabbed Bucky's hand and brought it closer to her.

Mittens didn't move back, so you put his hand onto her. He began to slowly move his fingers over her fur, to not startle her, and she began to purr.

Bucky felt himself smile wide, and without realizing it he began to softly talk to the cat

“See i'm not that scary” He whispered, scratching under her chin. You could hear how loud she was purring, and it made you smile too

Mittens suddenly stood up, and Bucky pulled away thinking he had done something to frighten her, but she walked onto his thigh, laying down and placing her head against his stomach. He chuckled a bit, before beginning to pet her again. Mittens’ eyes slowly closed, before falling asleep on top of Bucky

“I can't believe it” He mumbled “She's never gotten this close to me before”

“I told you she would come around” You giggled “Be prepared for her to constantly want your attention now”

“That's ok, I don't mind” He smiled, leaning his head on top of yours, the three of you now cuddled together

You yawned, and moved so your head was on Bucky's chest. You both continued to watch the movie, but after a few minutes you both felt your eyelids drooping, and before the movie ended the three of you had fallen asleep together

#buckybarnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes blurb #fluff #blurb #bucky barnes #marvel #marvelimagine #imagine-till-the-end-of-the-line #bucky x reader fluff #bucky

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lyrelyretheresmeninthathorse · 3 years

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Rinse & Repeat

Summary: While on the run with Natasha, you help her to dye her hair. You’re sceptical that box colour will do the job properly, but you quickly realise that’s the least of your problems. (Aka a more light-hearted Nat fic than The Space Between Pages).

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You chewed your lip as you re-read the instructions printed on the back of the box. Huffing, uncertainty sneaking up on you, you turned the box over. The lady on the front looked very happy at least.

A voice startled you out of your quiet concern. “You trying to memorise that?”

Catching her amused gaze in the mirror you couldn’t hold back your answering smirk. Letting the box clatter back onto the counter, leaving the lady printed on the packaging to watch the pair of you with her immortal smile, you turned to face Natasha. Reaching forward, twirling a lock of her fiery hair around your finger and tugging slightly, you sighed heavily. “I love your hair, Nat, I don’t wanna ruin it.”

Gently pulling her hair from your grasp, she smoothed a hand over your shoulder. “You might like it, honey, but it’s pretty noticeable in a crowd.”

Huffing, slumping against the counter behind you, you nodded. “I know,” you told her softly, “I’m just not much of a hairdresser.”

Laughing softly with you, she pulled you closer and waved a hand in the air between you. “If it looks awful we’ll just cut it off.”

Rolling your eyes, turning in her arms to grab the box once more, you gave it a last look over. “Glad you’ve got so much faith in me.” You told her wryly, before nodding resolutely to yourself – full of faux confidence. “Alright, let’s do this.”

Taking a step back from you, she peeled off her shirt and watched amused as you awkwardly manoeuvred the shower head from the shower unit and to the sink. Stubbornly, the shower head stopped moving towards the sink with around an inch to go and refused to budge no matter how hard you pulled at it. Looking over the metal cord connecting the shower head, you found it was pulled as far as it could go – each tug at it almost pulling you backwards with its resistance.

You looked to Natasha with a lopsided grin that she quickly mirrored. “Guess that’s as close as we’re gonna get,” she murmured with a quirked brow.

Pointing the shower head at her, a sudden fierce expression overtaking you, you gruffly ordered. “Get over here.”

Shaking her head at you, holding back a chuckle, she put her palms up as though in surrender as she approached. “You got me.”

Hands gripping the sink she leant over it, letting her hair pool into the ceramic. Readjusting your grip upon the shower head, you quickly realised another problem. “Erm…” slowly, your brain calculated a solution. “Hold this, I need to turn the water on.”

Taking the shower head from your hand, fingertips brushing yours, she peeked at you through her hair. “What? You can’t stretch that far?”

Voice muffled by the shower unit, you shot back. “I’ve not been doing my stretches.”

Twisting the tap, you heard water rushing through the pipes before Natasha verbally confirmed your success. “It’s on.”

Clambering from the shower unit, you quickly grabbed the shower head from her once more. “Close your eyes,” you murmured, moving the stream of water over her head. Working your fingertips through her hair, ensuring every strand was soaked, you lightly massaged her scalp. An appreciative hum escaped her even as you realised a second issue.

“The water isn’t reaching the other side of your head,” you huffed, hand stilling in her hair.

Jerking her head to the left, she quickly instructed. “Shuffle that way.”

Following instruction, you sidestepped to the left – arm stretching out awkwardly as you tried to ensure the water didn’t splash all over the floor. She tilted her head for you, revealing the dry side of her hair to you. Pulling on the cord, needing just a little stretch to fully reach, your eyebrows pulled together as the water stopped rushing forth.

Standing dumbly, staring at the shower head with mouth agape, you heard a sudden gush of water from the shower unit.

Head jerking to the side, you quickly discovered that the cord had become detached and water was now gushing all over the floor. Natasha’s musical laughter followed you to the shower unit as you cursed against the water spluttering in your face. Battling your way into the shower, you took a groaning stretch forward and flipped the tap closed.

Flicking the water from your hands, looking at the drops of water falling from the tiles, you huffed. A hand on your waist turned you to face her. She apparently could not hold back a lopsided grin as she looked you over, one eyebrow raised appraisingly.

Your now soaked clothes clung uncomfortably to your skin, your hair plastered to your neck even as Natasha tried to brush it back for you. “You’re too happy about this,” you grumbled, poking a finger at her cheek as she continued to grin at you.

Hands on your waist rubbing circles into your sides, she shrugged. “You look good.”

Rolling your eyes, despite the obvious heat now rising in your cheeks, you sidestepped her and grabbed the box. “Let’s finish this.”

Natasha remained perfectly still as you applied the colour. The crinkle of your plastic gloves the only sound echoing through the soaked bathroom as you worked on her hair. It was unusual for such quiet to spring up between you, the pair of you more than eager to fill it with whatever sprung to your minds, but this moment of calm seemed well earned after the chaos of the past days.

Rinsing her hair proved a much simpler task. You were now hyper aware of the risk of overextending the shower head and instead asked her to move as close as possible to you. Your soured mood had improved as your clothes had dried, a warm smile now tugging your lips upwards as you watched Natasha inspect her new hair in the mirror.

Turning to you with a winning smile, she flicked her hair over her shoulder dramatically. “You like it?”

Reaching out you ran your fingers through the still damp locks, “it looks amazing.” Pulling your eyebrows together, you stretched past her and grabbed the now empty box from the sideboard. Pulling it close to your face, eyes narrowing as you looked it over, you muttered to yourself; “How the hell did we manage that with box colour?”

She answered your incredulous question with a low chuckle, pulling the now empty box from your clutches. “Thank you,” she murmured to you. Thumbs skimming over your cheeks, she cupped your face and pulled you closer for a kiss. The kiss itself was a tease; lips lightly touching yours and parting just enough to promise something more before she pulled away entirely.

“Nat,” you began, trying your best to hold in your laughter and finish your sentence. “Do blondes really have more fun?”

Tutting at you, despite her lips widening into a smile, she let a hand trail down your arm. Gripping your hand, tugging you slightly into the bedroom, she answered in a low purr. “Let’s find out.”

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1-800-teax · 6 months

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Morgan’s Tea Party

Soft Loki and Bucky

Loki x reader

New Avengers Compound - New York

3:00pm

Y/n’s POV:

I am strolling through the new Avengers Compound trying to find either Loki or Bucky put I can't seem to find either of them.

I make my way to the kitchen to see Morgan dressed in her pink purple tutu, a princess tiara, and a pink boa around her neck trying to reach a pack of Oreo cookies.

"Morgan H. Stark, what are you doing?" I ask with a grin and a raised eyebrow while leaning on the wall.

"Cookies." she says innocently with a shy smile.

"Cookies? Who said you can get cookies?" I ask moving towards her with a playfully stern look on my face.

"I'm having a tea party!" she says happily.

"A tea party? And I wasn't invited." I say with a pout.

"You can come." she tells me with a sweet smile.

"Thanks." I wink at her.

"Well then, we don’t want to be late to the tea party.” I tell her with a bright smile.

Morgan giggles as I kneel in front of her. She immediately climbs onto my back.

I get up and hold Morgan with both of my arms and her arms are wrapped around my neck comfortably.

I grab ahold of the pack of Oreos with my magic and it follows me and Morgan as I make my way out of the kitchen and towards Morgan's playroom.

Morgan starts singing a song and I sing along with her dancing and spinning around as I did causing her to break out into a fit of laughter.

We reach her playroom and I open to door with my magic spinning into the room laughing with Morgan.

I come to a stop and our laugher slowly stops. I look up at the sight of Bucky and Loki dressed in tutu's, tiara's, and boa's sitting in the small chairs for Morgan's table and chair set.

My face turns into one of complete shock and surprise before I let out a huge laugh.

My knees bend as I'm laughing which gives Morgan the chance to climb off my back and grab the Oreos from my magic causing it to wisk away now that it's not in use.

I fall onto my hands and knees from laughing so hard.

I clutch my stomach and wheeze out, "Ohhhh- my stomach!" before starting to laugh again.

I finally calm down and stop laughing, only releasing a few giggles after a few moments.

I let off a breathy giggle and get up off the floor, smiling widely at the sight of Bucky and Loki who now have irritated looks on their faces.

"This is gold!" I say snapping a quick picture.

"DELETE THAT!" Loki and Bucky scream jumping up and leaping for me.

"STOP!" Morgan screams at them.

Loki and Bucky pause their actions immediately.

We turn our heads to Morgan who has a sassy look on her face and four small plastic plates with two oreo cookies each on them.

"This is supposed to be a tea party." she says sassily.

Loki and Bucky throw me a quick glare before sitting back in their seats grumpily.

I try to hide my smile and take a seat besides Loki and across from Bucky while Morgan sits next to me and across from Loki.

Morgan gets up and rushes over to her dress-up chest and grabs a blue tutu, a dark green boa, and a princess tiara for me.

I stand up and squeeze into the tutu doing a little spin which causes Morgan to giggle.

I dramatically put the boa around my neck and flip one end over my shoulder.

I bend on one knee and tilt my head for Morgan to put the tiara on my head.

"Thank you Morgs." I smile and kiss her cheek.

We go and sit back down in our sits and Bucky is smiling at Morgan as she starts to put stickers on his metal arm and Loki is looking at me lovingly.

I smile at him and blush shyly.

I take a pink glitter heart sticker and reach towards Loki sticking it on his right cheek.

He smiles and grasps my wrists before I could pull my hand away and caresses my palm placing a gentle kiss onto it.

I smile at him before pulling my hand away softly.

"How is the tea?" Morgan asks smiling brightly.

I take an imaginary sip from my tiny plastic tea set.

"You know, this is probably the best tea I've ever had in my life." I smile.

"No, Bucky! You have to hold it like this!" Morgan says to Bucky before showing him how to hold it.

She holds the teacup in one hand with her pinky out and the tiny teacup plate in her other hand positioned under the cup and takes an imaginary sip.

"Loki taught me how to do it the right way." she says.

I look over at Loki who has a proud look on his face.

I playfully roll my eyes.

We continue to play tea party with Morgan until she wanted to go outside and play football with Bucky and Sam.

I start to clean up Morgan's toys when I turn around and see Loki sitting in the small chair trying to take off all of the stickers Morgan put on him.

I giggle at the sight and shuffle towards him which catches his attention.

He lets out an exasperated sigh.

I stand in front of him and he looks up at me with an innocent look on his face.

Loki wraps his arms around my waist pulling me in closer.

I step closer towards him so I'm standing between his legs and his chin is resting on my stomach as he looks up at me so I can take the rest of the stickers off of his face.

His face is filled with love and so is mine.

"There," I say after taking all the stickers off of his face.

I turn to leave but Loki loops his fingers through the belt holes of my jeans and gently tugs me back into him.

“You know, I think you look quite beautiful in a tutu, boa and princess crown.” He says with a chuckle.

“Oh really? I think you pulled it off better than me.” I said with a giggle and he joins in.

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callikc · 1 year

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Bucky Barnes X fem!reader - Newbie

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This is from my imagines book on Wattpad under the name CalsRebellion

Summary: You get into some mischief at the Avengers tower and run into the new guy when making your great escape

You tossed the can of spray paint into the trash with a happy smirk. As much as your new art work pleased you, it was better to get out before the owner of this thing came back. You'd be dangling over the side of the tower by your ankles otherwise.

Laughing like an idiot, you left the room with a skip in your step as you traversed the twists and turns of the tower's hallways. That's when you heard it.

"(Y/n) (M/n) (L/n)!" Someone screamed.

You snorted at the scream and turned your skip into a run, unfortunately barrelling into someone when you reached the entrance to the lounge. Thankfully though, he caught you in his arms and quickly stood you up before backing away.

You straightened your posture to see who had saved you from a bruised face and couldn't help smirking at the fine ass man standing there.

"Hello, gorgeous." You mused, raising both brows in surprise.

"Hi." The guy said in a quiet voice, almost like he was afraid to talk.

"(Y/n)." Someone else greeted. You peered around the corner to see Steve walking over with a smile. "I see you've met Bucky."

"Bucky?" You questioned, extending your hand. "I'm (Y/n). It's nice to meet you."

Bucky looked at your hand for a while before reaching out his own and shaking yours. "Hi, (Y/n)."

"Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before."

"Yeah."

"Bucky will be joining the team." Steve explained. "I'm just showing him around now."

You nodded along when another roar of your full name ricocheted around the tower. You bit your cheek to bite back a laugh and Steve and Bucky looked at you curiously.

"Is that Tony?" Steve questioned. "Why is he after you?"

You shrugged innocently. "I have no idea."

That was when Tony burst into the room with his suit hovering along behind him. His face was red and he looked like he was on the brink of having a seizure. The reason?

You know the spray paint you had tossed earlier? Yeah. You used it to turn the red and gold suit a glorious color of neon pink.

"(Y/n), get your ass here." Tony ordered.

You casually slipped behind Steve in case you needed to use him as a meat shield and tilted your head curiously. "Whatever for?"

"This." Tony motioned to his pink suit. "What is this?"

"Oh my god... It's just pure mindless vandalism." You faked a gasp which only infuriated the billionaire further.

"You're dead."

You poked your head between Steve and Bucky with a smile. "Nice seeing you, Steve. Nice meeting you, newbie. Unfortunately, I have to go, but good luck with the tour."

That's when you ran for your life and barged through the next door, Tony running after you and shouting a rather nasty mix of curses.

Bucky watched you run and he found himself smiling a little as he turned to look at Steve. "I like her already."

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haileygarciasunshine · 3 years

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You’ve Been Hacked

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Written: July 18th, 2021

Posted: July 18th, 2021

Warning: Swear, Kidnapping, Use of Chloroform, choking description, Noncon make out (Not Loki)

Word Count: 3,179

Author’s Note: I’m planning on making a Pt. 2! :) Not me writing a new fic when I have 125 drafts and like 5 WIP :) Feedback is welcome!!! Send it Here

Summary: Loki pushes away those who care about him in attempt to protect them. What happens when he pushes away the only avenger that is on his team in attempt to protect her?

Loki Masterlist

“How much longer until Jarvis, is ready to go?” Tony questioned as he placed a hand on the back of your chair.

“Huh?” You questioned before remembering what his question was. “Oh, it shouldn’t be much longer.” You shrugged without taking your eyes off the screen before you.

”Good.” Tony spoke. ”Is there a reason why Rock of Ages is in here?”

”Huh? Oh.” You spoke tilting your head to get a better look at the Asgardian God at the other end of the room. “I didn’t notice.”

“Uh huh.” Tony muttered quietly as he began towards the exit. “Come and see us in the Lab when you’re done.”

Nodding your head, you gave him a silent agreement. Once he was gone, Loki appeared beside you. Tilting your head, you gazed at the Raven haired man. He returned your smile allowing you to share an innocent moment. Somersaults formed again in your stomach. Your heart began beating rapidly the longer you observed your close proximity. Clearing your throat, you turned back to your computer screen. “I, uh.”

“What’s wrong, pet?” Loki questioned, his breath swirling around the shell of your ear. Closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to be in the moment. Shuddering, you clenched your hand into a fist in attempt at keeping yourself grounded.

Before either of you could respond, your computer let out a beep. Snapping your attention towards the computer, a thin layer of ice enveloped you. Upon the screen displayed the dreaded words you had been attempting to fight off.

’You’ve been hacked.’

Gasping, your jaw fell slack as you rushed to begin fighting off the cyberattack. Your heart raced as you felt a sheer layer of sweat beginning to form along your skin.

It wasn’t long before you had fended off the attack. Once you were sure that the Avengers cyber security was secure again, you turned back to where Loki was. Frowning, you scrunched your eyebrows together. Your heart felt into your stomach as you were met with an empty space.

Glancing down, there was a small note left in Loki’s seat. Grabbing the paper, you read it.

Meet me in my room.

Grinning to yourself, you left your desk stopping at a nearby coffee station to bring to Tony and Bruce, on your way through the compound.

“Finally decided to join us, I see.” Tony snarked as he glanced at you atop his computer monitor.

Giggling to yourself, you placed one of the two extra cups of coffee, you had walked into work with, upon his desk. “Good morning to you too, Tony.”

“I smell coffee-“ Cutting himself off, Bruce greeted you with a quick smile and hug. “I should’ve known it was you.” He chuckled softly. “Tony, never does anymore.” Raising the cup to his mouth, he gulped some down before he raised an eyebrow at Tony.

“Ouch, jolly green.” Tony smirked, knowing how Bruce felt about the nickname.

Sighing to himself, Bruce quickly moved, what felt like, as far away from Tony the lab would allow. However, a whispered ‘I hate you,’ that was directed at Tony, didn’t escape you. Snickering to yourself, you lifted your own cup to your lips before swallowing the now lukewarm caffeine.

“See you guys later.” You spoke turning on your heel making a hasty getaway not wanting to be roped into another buttering battle between the two science bros. “Try to get along today, shall we?”

“Don’t tell me what to do! You’re not Pepper!” Tony yelled before you left.

The corners of your lips lifted slightly in a smirk. Rolling your eyes, you shook your head as you continued making your way out of the lab.

Venturing through the compound, you were in search of one resident.

“Well, hello again, lady Y/N.” Thors booming voice echoed off the walls in the hallway.

Your lips promptly turned into a toothy grin as your best friends brother sped walked toward you.

Turning your head, you grinned up at the God. “Hey, Thor.”

“I presume you’re looking for my brother.” He spoke clasping his hands behind his back, matching his pace with yours.

Jokingly, you placed a hand over your heart as you gasped halting your movements. “Why Thor, how did you know that?” You teased raising an eyebrow. Placing your hands on your hips you giggled breaking character momentarily. “Did you look in my head?” Your tone resuming it’s previous tone.

Standing before you, he rolled his eyes as he shook his head slightly. “No wonder why you and Loki get along.” He sighed. Reaching up, he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Gasping, you stomped your foot. “How dare you!”

Your sudden shriek caused the shield agents in the hall to bring their attention towards you and Thor. Gazing around the hall, Thor groaned more audibly. “Okay, okay.” He spoke raising his hands in mock surrender, hushing you all the while. “As you were.” He spat at the rest of the agents.

Giggling, you batted your eyes at Thor, giving him your best innocent puppy dog eyes.

“He’s in his room.” He sighed as he rolled his eyes. “Go on now.”

Without waiting for Thor to continue speaking, you ventured towards the elevators before getting in and pressing the number for Loki’s floor.

Once the doors open, you practically skipped down the hallway. Your mind clouded with thoughts before you walked into something firm and strong. Wobbling slightly, arms gently gripped your biceps keeping you steady. “Easy there, petal.”

“Loki!” You exclaimed, feeling somersaults forming in your stomach. Your heart fluttering slightly, as his scent wafted in your nose.

His chuckle danced through your ears. “Hello, love.”

Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you gently tugged him downward allowing you more leverage to keep him tucked against you closely. Your eyes closing allowing you to savior the moment.

Loki stiffened at initial contact, however he quickly recovered wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

It had taken you awhile, to get to where you were now with Loki. He wasn’t one for touch and everyone in the compound knew that. It wasn’t until you had formed a friendship with Loki, that he was more keen on the idea of being touched. Everyone was surprised at his sudden change in nature along with seeing the amount of times you shared casual touches. What took you by surprise, was the sudden daily increase of “casual,“ touches Loki shared with you.

Nuzzling your neck, Loki was quick to pull you out of your daydreams. Your opened your eyes, only to gasp at your different surroundings.

Opening and closing your mouth, you were slightly taken back at the sudden change.

“Loki-“

“Sorry, petal.“ Loki shrugged, as a grin danced along his lips. “I wanted you to myself.” Lifting his hand, he cradled your jaw allowing his thumb to trace along your face.

Raising your hand, you gently grasped Loki’s wrist. Gazing at him, you saw a flash of a frown. It was gone before you could question him. Closing your eyes, you turned your head slightly, you placed a feather light kiss upon the digit. Loki‘s gasp filled your ears. Your eyes flying open at the sound, as thoughts of how you might’ve crossed a line in your friendship took over.

Scrunching your eyebrows together, you opened and closed your lips while gazing at Loki. “I-“

Manuvering his hand, Loki’s thumb followed the plains of your lips. Tracing your top lip gently, before traveling to your bottom one. Lightly, he tugged at the appendage as his eyes were trained on your lips. Your eyes popped out slightly while your heart beat picked up. Your breaths becoming hitched in your throat.

Lifting his eyes back up to yours, he held a slight question neither of you bothered to ask. Somersaults forming in your stomach as Y/E/C ones locked with his icy ones.

“Petal-“

The sound of someone knocking jolted through you. Jumping away from Loki, you gasped as your mouth was suddenly drier than the dessert.

“I…I should…go.” Your cleared your throat. Nodding to yourself, you scurried towards the door. Yanking it open, Thor stood before you with his hand raised as he was about to knock again.

Gazing between you and his breath, a sly smirk made it’s way to his lips.

”Nothing happened.” You grumbled cutting him off as you left Loki’s room.

”Wait!” Loki raced to the door frame, leaning against it as he called after you.

Letting out a sigh, you rushed to the library. Once inside, you leaned against the door as you attempted to wrap your mind about what almost happened.

As the rest of the day flew by, you kept yourself busy in the library. Piles of read books littered a table you sat at all day. Sighing, you reached for another book you walked back towards the area you claimed. Lifting your eyes from the book in hand, you gasped.

“Hello, Petal.” Loki smiled, as he gazed at you. His eyes holding a softer emotion, you’ve become acustom to over the past few months.

Opening and closing your mouth, you frowned. It was the first time you had found yourself at a loss for words.

“H-Hi.”

Standing before Loki, you shifted from foot to foot. Heat danced along your cheeks.

”I think we should…Forget it.” He spoke, his shoes coming into your peripheral sight.

Furrowing your eyebrows together, you heat expand in your chest. Your eyes snapped up gazing at him, searching for a sign.

”What?” You whispered, your heart falling into your stomach. Tear began forming in your eyes. “W-Why would I want to do that?”

”Because...” His voice trailed off. “It was just a joke.”

Snapping your head up, you gazed at Loki. Searching for any hint of a lie. Before you could catch them, tears began cascading down your cheeks. As you gazed at him, Loki’s features flashed sorrow before quickly replacing it with a hardened expression. Clenching his jaw, he knew he had to uphold his persona.

”I..I..” Your mind was going a million miles a minute as you attempted to soak in what Loki confessed. Tears began dripping onto your hand calling you back.

”I trusted you.” Your voice coming out hoarse.

”That was your mistake.” Loki spat, glaring down at you.

Flinching at his sudden harshness, you couldn’t stop the sobs that passed through your lips.

”Fuck you.”

Tossing the book onto the table, you whirled around on your heels rushing out of the library. For the second time that day, you heard Loki call after you. And for the second time that day, you neglected to turn around and acknowledge him.

As you rushed out of the library, you hadn’t been paying attention to where you were going. Colliding with muscly wall, you hadn’t bothered to identify who you walked into. Wrapping your arms around their waist, you buried your face into their chest allowing their shirt to soak up your tears. Sobs continued to wreck through your body as you began to tremble.

”Woah, doll.” Bucky’s voice rang through your ears. His arms quickly wrapping around you protectively. Placing a hand on your upper back, he began rubbing the area. “It’s okay.”

Shaking your head, you continued crying not caring to use your voice.

”Do you want to talk about it?” He questioned gently.

Shaking your head again, Bucky nodded to himself.

“Come on doll, let’s get you to your room.”

Nodding your head in agreement, you didn’t budge. Letting out a chuckle, Bucky maneuvered himself which allowed him to pick you up bridal style. Burying your face in his neck, you allowed the slight say of being carried lull you to sleep.

Once he reached your room, Bucky placed you carefully on the bed before pulling blankets over you. Moving to leave, your hand grasped his wrist preventing him from leaving. Glancing over his shoulder at you, he let a smile tug his lips.

”Stay?” You questioned meekly.

Nodding his head, he crawled over you, and pulled the blankets over him. Once he was comfortable on his back, you rolled onto your side. Throwing a leg over his hips, you laid your head over his heart allowing the steady beating to lull you back to sleep. Placing a kiss to your hair, Bucky tracked patterns on your back.

After that night, you told yourself, you wouldn’t be the one to break. In your mind, you wanted Loki to suffer slightly like you had. As you went out of your way to avoid him, your heart slowly mended itself back together, allowing you to form a friendship with Bucky.

Walking back to your room, you toed off your shoes once you were inside. Letting out a content sigh, you shrugged off your jacket.

“Petal.” Loki’s unfamiliar voice rang through your ears.

Halting your movements, you froze gazing at the space in front of you. Once you collected yourself, you whirled around to face the God. “Don’t call me that.” You snarled.

Frowning, he nodded in understandment. His hands were clasped behind his back, aiding him in puffing out his chest. “You don’t get to tell me I was a joke to you, leave, and then try and come back into my life months after!”

Loki continued holding a stoic expression along his features. Heat rose in your cheeks as your chest began rapidly rising and falling.

“Get out.” You spat crossing your arms along your chest.

”Don’t-“

”No, get out.”

Nodding his head, he let out a sigh. Once he was out of the room, relief washed over you. Letting out a huff, you plopped down on your bed before laying down. Throwing your arms across your eyes, you let out a hefty sigh.

The next day, Tony had sent you out on a solo grocery shopping trip. Reluctantly, you agreed. You had wanted to get out of the compound in attempt to gather your thoughts, however you were skeptical as Tony usually had ulterior motives behind his actions.

Pulling into the parking lot, you leaned your head back against the leather head rest. Closing your eyes, you attempted to clam yourself.

Once you felt that you were ready, you exited the car. As you began walking away from the car, you shoved your hand into your purse in search of your phone.

”Excuse me, miss?” A male voice questioned closely.

”Yes?” You questioned turning to face him.

“Are you…Y/N Y/L/N?” He questioned attempting to offer you a comforting smile.

A sudden eery feeling overwhelmed you. Your heart began beating rapidly, as the hair on your arms along with the hair on the back of your neck, stood at attention.

Raising an eyebrow at him, you turned towards the man more. “Y-Yes-“

Barely finishing your sentence, a cloth was placed over your mouth and nose. Gasping, you scratched at the strangers arm. The other man yanked you backwards. Your back colliding with their chest. With widened eyes, you attempted to dig your heels into the cement in hopes of troubling the man who began dragging you. Your keys were long gone from your hands before the thought of using them crossed your mind.

Thrashing in the man’s arms, you felt yourself becoming weaker and weaker as consciousness was fading. Your grip on his wrist quickly loosening as you felt the word fade to black.

Jolting awake, you squinted your eyes as you adjusted to the shining light above you. Groaning, you lulled your head to the side as your body ached. Tugging at your hands, you were quick to realize they were bound as plastic dug into the skin around your wrists.

”Well, well, well.” One of the men from the grocery store parking lot spoke. Gazing up at him, you felt a flutter in your stomach. A sly smile made its way upon his lips. “Welcome back to the world of consciousness, Y/N.”

Grimacing at his words, you gazed around the room. Shivering, you realized you were in a dark and fridge place. As you were going to bite back at the man, you realized there was a cloth makeshift gag prying your mouth open slightly. Scrunching your eyebrows together, a soft whine left your lips as you tugged at your restrained hands.

”Don’t worry, sweetheart.” The man taunted, leaning in to place a hand upon the back of your chair. His nose tracing your jaw line before traveling down your neck. Inhaleing your scent, he chuckled. “You smell like Lavender. I can see why Loki likes you.”

Lifting his other hand, he twirled a strand of your hair around his finger. “Soft too.” He taunted.

Placing a kiss to your cheek, he chuckled darkly. Moving your head away from him, you squeezed your eyes shut. The hand that was twirling your hair, quickly clasped your throat that was directly under your jaw. Forcing you to look him, he began squeezing cutting your airway off. It wasn’t long before you began gasping for air. Attempting to shift in your chair, you continued gasping.

Once the man felt you had suffered long enough, he released you. The supply of air racing back into your lung forced you to cough.

Moving the cloth gag from your lips, he clasped his hand over your mouth. “If you bite me, you’ll live to regret it.” He spat.

Furrowing your eyebrows together, you were perplexed as to what he meant. Releasing his hand, his lips were quick to replace it. The man’s lips were harsh and unforgiving.

Clenching your eyes shut, you kissed the man back in fear of what the repercussions would be. He took your bottom lip between his teeth, giving it harsh bite. A whine escaped your lips as you flinched. Taking the chance, his tongue poked past your lips and traced over your tongue. The hand he choked you with, promptly reaching the back of your head, anchoring you firmly against him.

Another whine, sounded from you. His tongue traced the room of your mouth before wiggling around and tracing your teeth. Your air supply was quickly running out, as you felt your chest heave.

The man seemed to be on a mission to have the inside of your mouth committed to memory. His tongue tracing the underside of your tongue before returning to the top and sliding as far down as it could. Your teeth clashing slightly, as the feeling of his saliva dripping into your mouth overwhelmed you.

As the man pulled away from you, there was a line of saliva that connected you. Using the back of his hand, he wiped the access from his mouth. Panting, your chest rose and fell rapidly. Leaning back against the chair, you attempted to gather yourself.

”Did you get it?” The man questioned, his lust filled eyes not leaving you.

”Yep.” The second man stated, emerging from the shadows. A callous smile made its way to his lips.

”Good, send it to the Avengers compound.” The first man spoke. “Make sure it’s addressed to Loki.“

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