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creative-caramel-coffee · 9 days

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The Spiders Sister - Chapter 3

Summary: Reader meets the team.

Tw: mentions of sickness, teasing

Words: 2.8K

A/n: Thanks for all the support this series has been getting :) If anyone has any suggestions for things that could happen in this series lemme know and I’ll see what I think. No smut though I don’t write that here.

The next day you woke to knocking on the bedroom door. Sitting up in bed you quietly called for whoever it was to enter.

A moment later Wanda poked her head through the door. Seeing you awake or at least semi-awake she slipped through the small space she had created.

“Good morning.” She smiled coming to sit beside you on the bed. “Did you sleep well?” She asked pressed her hand to your forehead.

“Mmm.” You hummed still half asleep.

“You don’t feel warm anymore.” She smiled at this achievement as if she was proud of you. “How are you feeling today?” She asked moving her hands to rest in her lap again.

“Tired, but that’s probably because I just woke up.” You smiled.

“Nat sent me to wake you up. She wanted to know if your well enough to meet the others today.” Wanda explained looking slightly guilty.

“I mean, I’m game if you are. Where’s Nat?” You asked coving a yawn.

“Nat’s training with steve. And not so fast, I want to know more about how you're feeling. No more headache? Cough? Wheezing? Give me something.” She grinned.

“My headaches gone, no more cough, maybe a slight wheeze I’m not too sure.” You begun and Wanda’s brow furrowed slightly at the mention of your wheezing. “I’m like ninety-nine percent sure my fever is gone, and I feel pretty good all things aside.” You finished.

“That’s good. Maybe keep your inhaler on you today just in case. And after the meeting I’ll see if I can get Bruce to give us a few spares, just in case.” Wanda said softly.

“You really don’t have to.” You said shyly toying with a loose thread on the sheets.

“Its no problem. I would make me feel better. Breathing is important.” Wanda teased easing your concerns.

“So, when’s the meeting?” You asked.

“Well, I think Nat wanted to do it as soon as possible. Like straight after training and then I’m going to make you some pancakes for brunch.” Wanda said poking your side. “But for now, hop up, get dressed and I’ll be back soon to show you where the meeting room is.” Wanda said, standing up and heading for the door.

Once wanda had left, probably to go and find Nat to call the meeting, you crawled out of bed. Rifling through your backpack you changed out your sleepshirt and shorts for a pair of black track pants and a pale-yellow t-shirt. Throwing on some goofy socks and lacing up your black converse high tops you braided your hair sat in front of the mirror and threw on some deodorant.

Once you were ready and had been to the bathroom to wash your face and go through your morning routine, you sat at peters desk.

Picking up your backpack you went through it until finding what you were looking for.

Pulling out the black sketchbook you opened it to a fresh page and began mindlessly doodling things you could see around peters room and the cityscape beyond the open curtains.

Just as you were getting into the details of the New York skyline you heard a knock on the door.

Lowering your pencil, you sat a little straighter.

“Come in.” You called your voice sounding better than it had in days. And surprisingly good for someone who had spent hours coughing and wheezing for days on end.

Wanda opened the door and smiled seeing you up and about for the first time.

“You look much better.” She commented coming to stand by your shoulder. “Wow, you’re an amazing artist.” She smiled looking at your drawings.

“Oh, um … thanks.” You smiled still a little awkward when it came to compliments. “So, what’s the news?” You asked.

“Hmm? Oh, yes.” Wanda said looking up from where she had been inspecting your sketchbook. “Nat called Fury. He’s kinda the boss. He’s given the go ahead if steve and tony sign off on it. Nat then called a meeting and I’m going to bring you to the room where you're going to meet the team.” She explained.

“I have two questions.” You said.

“Shoot.” Wanda said pulling you up and gesturing to follow her out the door.

“One, is peter going to be at this meeting?” You asked as Wanda lead you down some seemingly endless corridors.

“Yes.” Wanda nodded, pressing the button to call the lift.

“And two, this Fury guy said yes? Just like that?” You asked sounding slightly confused.

“Yes and no.” Wanda begun, stepping onto the lift with you beside her. “Nat asked Jarvis, Tony’s AI assistant to pull up all CCTV footage of spider-man and separate footage based on bio-signatures. So, she could differentiate between when it was peter and when it was you in the suit. She sent Fury the files and after he reviewed them, he approved you a place on the team. If you want it and the others agree.” Wanda explained.

“Okay.” You said slowly. “Seems like a good plan.” You smiled.

And the lift dinged softly as it slowed to a stop.

“This is us.” Wanda said and you followed her out of the open doors. Walking beside her down a hallway she stopped in front of a door and paused to look at you. “You ready?” She asked, her hand on the door handle.

“Yep.” You nodded swollowing down your nerves. “Ready as I’ll even be.”

“You’ll be great. Just be yourself and they’ll love you.” Wanda said and pushed the door open.

Nat was stood at the head of the table, a screen behind her queued up with spider-man videos. She smiled at you and wanda as the rest of the people turned to face you.

Seeing the people you had only ever seen on Tv in real life was a little overwhelming at first but wanda squeezed your hand and lead you into the room to stand at the front with her and Nat.

Peter smiled at you from where he was sat beside Tony. Looking proud of you just for standing in front of the avengers.

You stood there silent for a second simply making eye contact with your shoes before Natasha spoke up.

“This is Y/n.” Nat begun, and you gave a small half wave with an awkward smile. Tony was staring you down with an unreadable expression. He looked like he was analysing your face mentally. Most likely already having connected you to Peter.

“Hi I’m Y/n Parker.” You said lifting your eyes to meet a few smiling faces around the room a fair few of them sporting shocked looks.

“Parker?” Tony echoed sounding smaller than you had ever heard from his times on Tv.

“Y/n Parker is Peters sister.” Wanda explained.

“Kid?” Tony looked hurt. “Why didn’t you tell me there were two of you?” He asked looking sad.

Peter looked slightly sick at the open disappointment his mentor was showing right now and so you stepped in before peter had a panic attack.

“Mr Stark, Sir, it was my decision to keep myself out of the spotlight. And to do that I needed to maintain a low profile. Which is harder to do when the avengers know of your existence. No offence.” You explained. And the team exchanged a few glances as they noted how you had come to Peter’s aid almost immediately.

“That’s alright, I’m sure Pete will open up now you’re here.” Tony said with a grin as he ruffled Peters hair, “Won’t-cha kiddo?” He asked with his usual charismatic charm and Peter gave a small nod and smile while he ducked his head not liking the attention.

“So, anyone have anymore questions?” You asked drawing the attention off of Peter once more much to your brothers' relief.

Looking away from the small smile he sent you as thanks you laughed, seeing every hand in the room up with a question for you, bar Nat, Peter and Wanda of course.

You looked to your left and nodded to Steve.

“Hi, nice to meet you kid.” Steve said. “I have a question though, if Peter’s identity is secret, why did you need to stay away from us?” He asked looking confused, and his statement drew a few nods around the room.

“If Tony scares you honey, I can assure you that the man would forget his own shoes without me.” Someone you recognised as Pepper Potts said with a smile causing Tony to grumble to himself. How Nat had managed to wrangle the CEO of Stark industries into this meeting you didn’t know.

Little did you know that all it took was ‘There’s something you should know, it has to do with Peter’ and she was on her way.

“Actually,” Wanda said drawing the gaze of the room to her, “This should explain it. Jarvis play the video.” She said and the lights dimmed as the Tv showed a compilation of some of your best moves in the spider-suit.

When the video ended the lights retuned to their normal brightness and everyone still looked confused.

“How exactly does a compilation of Peter doing tricks explain that?” Bruce asked.

“Um…” You said looking slightly nervous. “That was me.” You said in a small voice and the room was silent for a second.

“Sick moves kid. Peter your sister’s awesome.” Sam said and a few people laughed at his perfect comedic timing.

“Prove it.” Tony said and you paled slightly.

“Tony.” Pepper said placing her hand on his arm and shooting him a look.

“No, its ok pepper.” Nat said. “Jarvis?” Nat called to the ceiling. “Was that peter in the suit for those videos?” She asked.

“The height and weight as well as body stature and proportions do not match Master Parker.” Jarvis said.

“Ok,” Nat continued, “Who do those body descriptors match in this room?” She asked.

“The person in the suit does match the body of Miss Parker.” Jarvis said and Tony frowned.

“Do the sticky thing.” Bucky called drawing a few smiles. You rolled your eyes and put a hand up, splaying your fingers before jumping in the air and touching the ceiling where you stayed stuck.

“Crawl around.” Sam said and you glared at his heckling.

“No.” You said and you saw Peter doing his puppy eyes at you. “Fine.” You sighed.

Jumping up you did a flip and stuck your legs out, now standing on the ceiling upside down and making eye contact with Sam before looking to Bucky.

“Better?” You asked sarcastically.

“Much.” Sam grinned and you rolled your eyes again.

“Ok. Get down Y/n.” Nat said sounding part annoyed part amused at the display.

“Yes ma’am.” You said before detaching from the roof and doing a flip to landing back where you were before.

“Show off.” Peter murmured under his breath and you huffed a small laugh as his ears went red, not having expected you to hear him. Dumb super-hearing.

“Well, now we’re done with the party tricks. What are we thinking?” You asked brushing off invisible dirt from your clothes.

“Well…” Tony said. “I think its time you got your own suit.” He grinned and you smiled back. “What colours do you want kiddo?” He asked.

“Um… maybe something like purple, white and red?” You said and he nodded already sketching down ideas on a pad of paper pepper had brought with her from a meeting.

“You’re also getting an AI.” Tony added and you looked a peter who simply smiled proudly of you.

“Well, if that’s everything Y/n’s also gonna need a room.” Wanda said and Tony nodded.

“There’s a spare room on Natasha and Wanda’s floor if you want to move in with the girls. Do I need to send some movers to grab your things?” Tony asked and you looked at your shoes and shook your head.

“Not much to move.” You mumbled.

“Y/n’s apartment was taken out in the last battle. She’s been hiding out in Peter’s room for now. That’s how we met actually.” Natasha said shooting you a reassuring smile.

“Well, it sounds like I’m going to be funding yet another shopping trip.” Tony sighed and Wanda grinned at you mischievously.

“We’ll make it a girl's day.” Wanda said shooting a look at pepper.

“I’d love to.” Pepper agreed and Nat clapped her hands together.

“Alright then.” The assassin said. “I should probably tell Fury we have another spider on the team.” Nat grinned and you smiled at her.

“Great, now we have three spiders.” Tony said rolling his eyes and ducking as Pepper aimed a pretty good swing to the back of his head.

“Knock it off Tony, don’t act like you're not secretly overjoyed to have another Parker around.” Pepper said.

“Just wondering,” Bruce said looking mildly nervous as the room turned to look at him.

“Yes?” You prompted him to continue.

“Are you…” He begun before pausing, “I guess theres no real nice way to put it.” Bruce said and Tony jumped in.

“I think Brucie-bear wants to know if you come with the Parker Brain Package.” Tony said and Pepper glared at him.

“Tony.” She warned, glaring at him while you cleared your throat.

“If you’re asking about how smart I am, let’s just say I designed the original prototype for the web-shooters and chemical makeup of the fluid.” You said and Tony nodded seemingly satisfied with that small tidbit of information for now.

“Well, if nobody had anything else to say, Wanda and I are going to take Y/n for a tour of the compound.” Nat said before turning to look at Clint. “And you, have to make dinner. You lost our bet.” Nat said and then dragged you and Wanda out of the room by your sleeves.

After a very long and very comprehensive tour by Natasha and Wanda, you were shown back to the communal kitchen where most of the team ate together when they weren’t on missions.

You walked into the dining room attached to the kitchen to be hit with the smell of burnt food pungent in the air.

You looked at Nat confused, and she grinned as she heard cursing coming from the kitchen. Wanda looked like she was itching to go help but sad she pulled away Nat grabbed her sleeve at the very last second to hold her back.

“Can someone explain whats going on for me?” You asked.

“Well, Clint and Natasha can’t cook if their lives depended on it.” Wanda begun, only to shush Nat when she went to speak up. “So naturally they made a bet, loser had to cook the team dinner, naturally Clint lost so Nat is enjoying his public humiliation. And I normally cook if we aren’t getting takeout so it's causing me pain to hear whats going on in there.”

“Oh, calm down. Clints not blowing anything up.” Nat said rolling her eyes as Wanda shot her a look. “Ok that was one time.” Nat amended.

Not twenty minutes later you were sat at a table with the avengers with a plate of very burnt stake and watery mash potatoes.

“What is it?” Tony asked poking his steak.

Clint grinned. “A masterpiece.” He said.

“More like a mistake.” Nat muttered judging her steak while poking it with her knife as if she was expecting it to start moving of its own accord.

“I say we have newbie try it.” Tony posed and you rolled your eyes.

Cutting off a piece of the very tough steak with your knife you raised it to your lips and put it in your mouth.

It was tough and kind of disgusting. But you smiled anyway.

Finding the meat tougher than you had been expecting, you made the switch as you called you fangs up. Your canines sharpened as you chewed managing to decimate the meat. Swallowing you looked at Clint.

“Not the worst thing I’ve every eaten.” You said with a smirk and Tony who had been watching you closely squeaked.

“Jeez kid you didn’t tell me your sister was a vampire.” Tony said turning to Peter.

By this point most of they eyes were on you, so you hid your teeth and retracted the fangs out of embarrassment.

“She’s not. It’s a spider thing she got.” Peter said coming yo your defence.

“Either way her new name is fangs.” Tony said with a grin.

This time you glared at him.

“For the record i think they’re awesome.” Wanda said sensing your embarrassment.

“Seconded.” Nat said her spy training honing in on your body language to see you were insecure about it.

“I gotta admit it’s a cool trick doll.” Bucky said.

“Pretty neat.” Steve agreed with a smile.

“Badass.” Sam nodded flicking a still frozen pea at Bucky. “Alright, now that y/n probably has food poisoning, who wants pizza?” Nat asked with a grin. Cheers came from all sides of the table as Clint slumped dejectedly in his seat.

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lesbian-deadpool · 1 year

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Steve: Why aren't there friend pick-up lines? Pick up lines to make friends, like-

Steve, to Sam: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual.

Yelena, to Y/N: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire.

Natasha: There are two types of people.

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firegal19 · 1 year

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What an eventful night

Bruce: *leaving Thor’s room*

Loki: *leaving Strange’s room*

Y/n: *leaving Bucky’s room*

Loki: Really sister? The Russian assassin?

Y/n: First of all, he’s from Brooklyn. Second of all, Bruce, did you just leave Thor’s room?

Bruce: Yep

Loki: I knew it

Valkyrie: *leaves Carol’s room*

Peter: *comes back from MJ’s house*

Bruce: You too, kid?

Loki: Nice 🙂

Steve: *leaves Nat’s room* 😳

Scott: *leaving Hope’s room*

Sam: *leaves Maria’s room*

Sam: I knew you were fucking Nat!

Y/n: I already knew.

Peter: My OTP is real?!

Steve: Shut up!

Val: I just wanted toast

*Silence*

Steve: No one tells Tony or Pepper

Peter: Deal

Loki: Captain, my sister is fucking Sergeant Barnes

Y/n: Loki!

Steve: I have been shipping you too for so long

Sam: Haha! This is awesome!

Bruce: *enters Thor’s room* Thor, I’m sleeping with you

Y/n: *enters Bucky’s room* Yeah, dekta I’m sleeping with you

Bucky: *laughs because he overheard the entire conversation

Wanda: *opens her door* Shut up! Vision doesn’t know about all this and he is too fragile to comprehend this!

Peter: Yes Miss Maximoff

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marvelflame2010 · 1 year

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Y/n: Bucky, you're bleeding! Quick, what's your type?

Bucky delirious: 5'5, blond hair but dyes it red, red eyes, super soldier Asgardian goddess of fire, acts like a badass but is also a total nerd

Y/n: James you are losing blood. What is your BLOOD TYPE?

Bucky: First of all, I didn't lose my blood, it's right there *points to a blood puddle* and second of all, I have no clue what my blood type is! Ask Sam

Sam: Oh I know this one. It's red

Y/n turning to Thor: This is the man I chose to love

Thor: *simply shrugs*

#bucky x avenger!reader #incorrect bucky quotes #sam wilson and bucky barnes #bucky x asgardian reader #incorrect thor odinson #incorrect avengers #incorrect avengers quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #avengers incorrect quotes #sam wilson incorrect quotes #incorrect sam wilson #sam wilson #thor x sister #sam wilson x platonic reader #marvel incorrect #marvel incorrect quotes

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arlana-likes-to-write · 10 months

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Second Chance - Chapter 2

Masterlist

Warning: mention of chemotherapy and symptoms, mention of death

Word count: 3.3k

Tony held open the door for you to head back into the tower. Exhaustion was the best way to describe how you were feeling. Every part of your body was sore. To your surprise, a small body ran into your legs. You looked down at a young girl with shoulder-length brown hair and eyes identical to yours and Tony’s. “Hi,” you smiled. She blinked up at you. You could see the gears in her brain trying to figure out who you were. “You must be Princess Morgan I’ve heard so much about.” It was a little white lie. The CEO and billionaire kept their daughter out of the limelight as best as possible. But they did announce her birth. She took a step back, glancing behind you to look at her mom and dad.

“Who are you?” She asked. You smiled. Now that was a complicated question as it wasn’t a simple answer. How do you tell a child that you were her sister?

“I’m a friend of your dad's,” it wasn’t a total lie but not the full truth. You didn’t like lying to kids just because they were younger wasn’t a good enough reason to lie to them. “We haven’t seen each other in a long time.”

“Why is that?” One of the reasons you loved kids so much was their thousand and one questions. You heard hurried footsteps walking behind the younger girl. It was the Black Widow.

“Sorry, Pepper,” she said. “This little nugget is very sneaky.” She attacked Morgan’s sides which made the girl dissolve into a fit of giggles.

“Don’t worry about it Nat,” the CEO said. “We are done talking.” Morgan gasped suddenly, bringing the attention back to her.

“If you're friends with my daddy, does that make us friends?” She asked. Ah. The minds of children were so simple, you envied them.

“Do you want to be friends?” You questioned. She nodded, jumping on the balls of her feet.

“New friend, new friend. Let’s go play,” she grabbed your hand.

“Morgan,” Pepper’s voice was stern with a hint of amusement at her daughter but Morgan stopped in her tracks. “You have to ask before you drag someone off.” She sighed, dropping her hand.

“Can you play with me?” She asked. Oh, it was so hard for you to say no to little kids. You saw Pepper speak with eyes, ‘You don’t have to.’ But you nodded.

“Lead the way, Princess Morgan,” she giggled, grabbing your hand again and dragging you off.

Pepper watched with a fond smile on her face as the duo ran off. She was surprised by how well you handled everything. You had to be no more than 25 but you walked around with such grace and a positive outlook on the world. She looked at her husband, who has been oddly quiet since they learned of your condition. “Are you okay?” She asked, rubbing his arm. Her gentle touch seemed to snap him out of his trance.

“FRIDAY, please call all available Avengers to the conference room,” he ordered the AI. “Tell them it’s urgent.” He took off towards the conference room without another word. Natasha raised her eyebrow, questioning his odd behavior but Pepper shook her head. It was better to explain it once. She and Natasha walked to the conference room in comfortable silence. There weren’t many Avengers in the tower. Kate and America were on a mission, Yelena was in St. Petersburg, Bruce took a short trip to New Asgard, and Rhodey was in DC with Maria and Nick. Once the fight with Thanos was over, the Avengers went back home and tried to help those who came back. Her mind seemed to wander back to you. Were you part of the population that Thanos’ snapped away?

She remembered reading about Jessica’s passing. Their paths crossed once at a conference in DC and Pepper would have never guessed she had a daughter. A daughter who shared half the DNA with her own. It was a small world.

When Pepper entered the conference room Tony was already standing up front. She chose to stand next to him, offering any support she could give him. “I appreciate all of you coming on such short notice.”

“What’s going on Stark?” Steve questioned.

“It has to be serious. I’ve never seen him like this.” Sam mumbled.

“That’s because it is serious,” he snapped. The Avengers looked at each other, having a silent conversation with one another. They’ve done enough missions together to speak without saying anything. Tony sighed. “Sorry,” he apologized. “As many of you know, Y/n claims to be my daughter. Her mother and I were together before Pepper and I.”

“Where is her mother?” Bucky asked.

“Dead,” Pepper answered. “She died in a car accident a few years ago.”

“She has cancer,” Tony told the team. Pepper could hear the slight shake in his voice showing how much this was affecting him. It was a lot. A stranger showed up, claiming to be his daughter, and telling them she needs help. “Chemotherapy isn’t working anymore. She needs a bone marrow transplant if not she has 6 months to live.”

“Jesus,” Sam mumbled.

“I’m sorry, Tony,” Natasha said. “But I’m a little confused about why you called a meeting to tell us this.” Pepper was with the Black Widow on this. It made sense to tell the team all at once but she saw Tony chew on the inside of his cheek.

“My guess is Mr. Stark is going to ask if you all can see if you are a match for Miss. Easton. Only 2% of the entire population are registered bone marrow donors,” Vision said, leaning back in his chair. “It’s a 1% chance for a parent to match their child, 50% for siblings, and 29%-79% for everyone else.” Tony nodded, resting his hand on his chin.

“I’m asking a lot,” he said. “Especially to help a total stranger but I’m all she has left.”

“You're wrong, Tony,” Wanda smiled. “She has us.” Pepper looked at the Sokovian.

“I’m guessing you knew,” the CEO said. A slight blush rose on her cheeks as she nodded.

“As soon as she introduced herself. For someone so young, she’s not scared.”

You glanced over Morgan’s shoulder as you heard footsteps approaching. It was Pepper. “Come on, come on,” she tugged on your arm. “You have to continue the story!” All her toys were laid out in a makeshift battlefield, two sides facing each other. You smiled at the CEO before returning your attention to the young girl.

“So there they stood, the king's men facing the Swarm’s army. The king’s army were strong men who were called forth to protect their homes. But,” you picked up a stuffed animal. It was a dragon, a gift from Natasha and Bucky that Morgan informed you of. “The Swarm didn’t just have men but a dragon that breathed fire,” you noticed Pepper being more interested in the story. You set the plushie down. “The king’s hand steps forward, with the spellbound sword ready to fight the dragon. But a voice in the crowd told him to stop,” Morgan was bouncing where she sat. “The king’s daughter, Princess Phoebe stood forward and took the sword. She faced the army,” You choose one of her Barbie's as the princess, maneuvering her arm to mimic she was holding a sword over her head. “And she said, ‘I will kill the dragon and lead this army to victory. Who will join me?’ But no one stepped forward.” Morgan gasped. “The princess wasn’t worried. She knew she would have to earn the men’s trust. So, she faced the dragon,” You grabbed the plushie. “Alone.”

“What happened? Did she win?” She asked. You sighed.

“It was a long and hard fight,” you paused for dramatic effect. “She killed the dragon, led her father’s army to victory, and became the first Queen to sit on the throne of Krucia.” Morgan jumped up to her feet and cheered at your story's ending. She saw Pepper standing in the doorway.

“Mommy, did you hear?” She ran over to her, throwing her body at her legs. “The princess won! She won!” You smiled at the interaction, it made you miss your mom.

“I did,” the CEO smiled. “What do you say to Y/n?” She let go of her mother’s legs and ran back over to you. You were surprised when she hugged you tight.

“Thank you for playing with me,” you hugged her back. “Can you tell me another story?”

“Maybe tomorrow. I have to come up with another one. Now let’s clean up your toys,” the pout that formed on her face made you laugh. “If Princess Phoebe can beat a dragon you can clean up your toys,” you said, tapping her nose. She sighed but nodded. It didn’t take long for you both to put her toys away and the playroom was soon spotless.

“Morgan,” Pepper said, once the last toy was put away. “Your father wants to see you in his lab.”

“Am I in trouble?” She asked. You stifled your laughter at Pepper’s reaction, not expecting her daughter’s question.

“Did you do something to get in trouble?” Pepper countered. Morgan shrugged, skipping past her mother. You giggled, slowly standing, and ignored the ache in your body. “Not many people get her to clean up her toys. I may have to steal that story.”

“Go for it,” you said, placing your bag on your shoulder. “I have a ton of them.” You smiled. “I draw comic books,” you answered Pepper’s unasked question. “I learned that I can hold a child’s attention longer with pictures instead of words. I bet I’ve made up stories about all of you.” She laughed.

“You’ll have to show us them. I’ll show you to your room.” You followed the CEO to the elevator. She told you that she was taking you to the floor below her and Tony’s. You were grateful they were giving you a place to stay, especially with how tired you were. She must have seen it in your eyes as she rubbed your back and opened the door for you.

You were shocked, yet not surprised to see a small apartment. The door opened to a personal kitchen and a living space. Pepper walked into the living room which consisted of a dining room table, couch, and TV, and opened up the blinds to show the view of the city. “Tony knows how to spend his money for the best views,” you mumbled, walking over to the window.

“You aren’t wrong,” Pepper said, glancing over to you. “He rented out the top of the Empire State Building for date night.” You smiled.

“Romantic.” It was. If you had a partner and the money to spoil them like that you would do the same thing.

“Your room is over here,” she said, leading you down a hallway, past a small closet, and into a bedroom. It was simple. A queen-sized bed was pushed against the wall with a private bathroom and closet. “We’ll make a trip to your apartment to get your things and if you need anything ask FRIDAY. She’ll order it for you.” You nodded, sitting on the bed.

“Thank you,” you said. “I know I came here and turned everyone’s life upside down so I appreciate it.”

“Your family,” she said simply. “Besides with this group it’s the most normal thing,” you laughed which quickly turned into a yawn. “Get some sleep and come find me if you need anything.”

“Thank you, Pepper.” She smiled and left your room. When you heard the door close, you let out a slow breath. You felt a weight lifted off your shoulders on how well today went. But you knew you had to be realistic. Even though they agreed to help doesn’t mean they will be matched. It was a small percentage that Tony would be a match. There was a Plan B. It took a very long time for your doctor to convince you to reach out to the billionaire. Doctor Lucas Carpenter. He was a family friend and he had the honor to watch you grow up, something he liked to remind you every single day. So Plan B was to increase your chemo dosage and the frequency of the treatment.

You rubbed your forehead and emptied your bag onto the bed. You plugged in your phone charger and attached your phone. The pill counter you used was put on the bathroom counter and the rest of your belongings were thrown on the floor to be dealt with later. You climbed underneath the covers, taking off your beanie and throwing it on top of your bag. It wasn’t long before the exhaustion of the day caught up with you and you fell asleep.

“Daddy!” Morgan ran into her father’s lap. Tony had just enough time to set the swabs down before catching his youngest. “Mommy said you wanted to see me.”

“And what has Mommy said about running in my lab?” He asked. She smiled.

“But she isn’t here now.” Tony sighed, shaking his head with a soft smile on his face. The billionaire sat Morgan down on his workbench.

“I need you to use your best listening skills,” he tickled right underneath her ears. Her laughter echoed in the quiet lab. It was music to Tony’s ear and a wonderful reminder of the life he had. But it made him wonder what he missed with you. “Y/n needs our help,” he continued once her laughter calmed down.

“Help?” She repeated back to him. “Is she okay? I was just playing with her.”

“She’s sick,” Tony simply said. He wasn’t sure how to explain a topic like cancer to his youngest. He and Pepper tried to shield the darker parts of the world from Morgan and they did their best. But she was smart and knew that sometimes her daddy, aunts, and uncles had to go away to keep the world safe. “And we could help her. Do you want to try?” She nodded. He grabbed two cotton swabs, he purposely didn’t do it with the others so he could show Morgan. “I’m going to do a swab of your mouth like his,” he made sure to get the inside of both of his cheeks. Once he was done, he put it in a bag. “See simple. Are you ready?” He wasn’t going to force her to do it if he didn’t want to. She stared at the cotton swap.

“Will it hurt?” She whispered. Tony shook his head.

“It’ll just tickle,” he said. He wasn’t going to go into detail about the procedure if they were a match. They couldn’t get ahead of themselves. Morgan opened her mouth and Tony quickly swapped both of her cheeks. “There,” he sealed her sample and labeled it. “All done. Thank you, sweetheart. You're my hero.” Morgan shook her head, hugging her father.

“I’m not a superhero, Daddy, you are.” At the moment, Tony didn’t feel like one. He was angry that Jessica kept you from him. Tony kissed the top of her head.

“I love you 3000,” he whispered.

“Love you too Daddy.”

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” you heard a calming voice pull you out of your dream state. “Come on. We can’t sleep anymore.” You were awake but you did not want to be. Groaning, you buried your head deeper into the pillow.

“Don’t wanna,” you mumbled. Someone giggled. You opened your eyes, peeking to the side, and saw that it was Wanda. “What time is it?” You asked, flopping onto your back.

“7 o’clock,” your eyes widened. You got to the tower around 1300 and fell asleep around 1430, you did not mean to sleep for that long. “You’ve had a busy day and we wanted you to rest. But dinner is ready and you need to eat.” That was true. You had a small breakfast due to your nerves and the crackers she got you for lunch.

“Thank you,” you said, sitting up. “Give me a second and we can head down.” You walked into the bathroom, splashing cold water on your face.

“We are having lasagna,” she told you. You opened your pill container and pulled out an anti-nausea pill, just in case. “We weren’t sure what you liked.”

“That’s fine,” you stepped out of the bathroom and picked up the beanie on the ground, whipping it off before placing it on your head.

“I want you to know you don’t have to wear a beanie in front of us,” you shrugged.

“It’s second nature to wear it,” you told her as you walked out of your room and to the front door. “Most people stare at me and I get uncomfortable. So who lives on this floor?” You asked her as you waited for the elevator. Wanda explained each floor had 4 apartments and a common space to share. Peter, Kate, and America were on your floor.

“But America is usually in Kate’s room. They’ve been dating for a few months.” Cute. You were excited to meet them. When the metal doors opened, the smells hit you immediately. You scrunch your nose, hiding your disgust as you scratch your nose. It was the worst part of chemo. Not the hair loss or the fatigue, your taste buds and sense of smell changed. Going to grocery stores was a nightmare. It was a common side effect of chemotherapy and it would go away once the treatment was over. But now it was killing you especially since you loved cooking. Cooking was a way to communicate when you didn’t know the language or the way to learn about a different culture. It was a beautiful art form and it was impossible to cook when your senses were out of whack. It changed from day to day. Some foods made you nauseous but a week later it was your comfort food. It was annoying.

Natasha went to hand you a plate but you held up your hand, showing her the pill in your hand. She nodded, placing the plate on the counter. You quickly filled up a glass of water and took the pill. It was the tomato sauce and garlic that were causing your stomach to twist and turn. “Are you okay?” Tony asked. You nodded, filling up the glass.

“Worst part of chemo,” you smiled. “My sense of smell and taste gets all weird.” You put some salad on your plate and opted out of the garlic bread, which hurt because you loved garlic bread. Tony smiled sadly.

“We’ll figure it out, kid,” he said, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. It felt a little weird, receiving comfort from a man that was missing your entire life. You placed your hand on top of yours.

“Yeah, we will.” Morgan wanted to sit next to you. So you sat next to her and Tony and Pepper on the other side of Morgan. Natasha sat in front of you with Bucky next to her. You kept out of the conversation, trying to focus on keeping the food you were eating down.

“So,” Natasha said, directing the table to you. “Tell us about yourself.” You whipped your mouth with a napkin.

“Like what my favorite color is?” You questioned with a teasing smile. Natasha rolled her eyes, mumbling under her breath, ‘Great now there are two of them.’ You laughed. “I was homeschooled until I reached college. I double majored in marine biology and mechanical engineering then I got my doctorate in marine biology. I lived on a sailboat for a little bit.”

“By yourself?” Steve questioned. You nodded, taking the last bite of your salad. You wondered if they noticed your untouched lasagna.

“Aren’t you a little young to be living on a sailboat and getting your doctorate?” You shrugged. Probably.

“I graduated college when I was 15,” you simply said, cheeks burning at their impressed looks. You didn’t like to make a big deal of your accomplishments because you knew you were lucky to have the resources to accomplish everything. But you didn’t miss the proud smile on Tony’s face. And you smiled back.

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 11 months

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Sister Responsibilities PT 2(Steve Rogers X Maximoff!Fem!Reader)

Characters: Stever Rogers X Maximoff!Fem!Reader, Wanda Maximoff X Sister!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Pregnancy, spoilers for End Game also just gonna totally ignore what happened to Tony and Natasha

Request: A part 2 to sister responsiblities. She is pregnant with twins when wanda is back and helps her cope with the loss of vision. Wanda is happy her sister and steve asks for wandas help to propose. She tells them its twins after the proposal. And the twins are boys. Reader also tells them she wants to name the twins peitro and james.

PT 1

The feeling that Steve felt the moment he heard Sam’s voice in his ear saying “On your left” felt surreal. When he then saw the man, along with Bucky, and then Wanda, he felt a weight he had long forgotten about lift off his shoulders. Pure relief.

He didn’t get to properly interact and catch up with them until Thanos and his army were finally defeated. He got to hug Bucky and Sam first, the pair immediately asking how he was, what they’d missed out on, but before Steve could go into any details, he heard Wanda. Crying.

“Y/N? Y/N where are you? Where’s my sister? сестра?!” She was calling among the crowds of hundreds of soldiers and people catching up, also looking for friends and family. Steve followed her voice, going in search of her, Bucky and Sam following after him until they found her, seeing she’d found Clint and was begging him for answers, though he was lost on what to tell her, until Steve approached, reaching his arm out, signalling with his hand to Clint to hand her over. Clint turned her by her shoulder so she faced him, her eyes wide and terrified. “Steve, where’s my sister?” She demanded. “She’s not here- is she dead? Has she died?”

“Wanda, breathe.” Steve assured her, his hands holding onto her shoulders to ground her. “She’s fine. Perfectly fine, I promise. I know exactly where she is, and I’m going to take you straight to her, alright?” He assured her, getting a vigorous nod from the woman in response. He tucked her under his arm, keeping her close and he started to walk with her away from the battlefield the closest available vehicle, and as he got her seated in the passenger seat, he wasn’t too surprised to see Bucky and Sam not far behind, getting in the backseat without a word.

“Why wasn’t she there, Steve?” Wanda asked as he started the car, starting to drive. “Is she hurt? Did something happen?” She asked.

“Wanda, she’s fine, I promise.” Steve assured her.

“Steve.” She growled. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, seeing her panic was turning into pure frustration with him at him being vague with her. “Why wasn’t she there?”

“I told her to stay back.” He finally answered. “I wanted her to be safe and away from any danger. With how things turned out with Thanos showing up- I’m glad I did.” He explained, missing the point where he had actually argued with you about it- finally convincing you with the main point of the possibility the plan failed and you ended up out there on the base looking for a miracle all for nothing, only to trudge back, and how it would be easier for you emotionally if that happened for him to come back and tell you the results. There were several smaller reasons, but in the end, whatever he pulled out his ass as an excuse, he’s glad he did.

Sam cleared his throat, breaking Wanda’s suspicious glare of Steve. “So, mind telling us any major events we’ve missed?” He inquired, hoping to ease the tension, but with Steve now becoming more tense, he realised quickly that he just accidentally stepped into dangerous territory, and in no doubt- it involved Wanda, and more importantly, the subject of the woman’s anxiety- her older sister.

“Well… I should give you a heads up. Y/N and I live together.” Steve started with. The silence in the air other than the rumble of the car’s engine was worse than if Wanda was just yelling at him- Steve had dealt with his fair share of arguments with the eldest Maximoff in the past five years, especially in these last few months with tensions running at an all time high, so he was sure he could handle Wanda, but the silence? It was the worst.

“How many bedrooms?” Bucky spoke up.

“Buck-”

“Two. Two bedrooms.” Steve quickly interrupted Sam’s scorning. “Two bedrooms, one bathroom, closed floor plan in a nice part of the city. We got it together a few months ago.” Steve explained, talking just to fill the air at this point.

“How many bedrooms was the last apartment you two shared?” Wanda asked, the tone in her voice taunting him. She knew.

“...One.” He admitted. That silence returned. “We started seeing each other a few months after… we relied on each other and… we just clicked.” He admitted. He couldn’t see it, his eyes too focussed on the streets as he entered the centre of the city, over crowded by people reuniting with their loved ones and running to look for people, but Sam and Bucky watched Wanda sink into her seat a little, her head resting, rolling over to look at the blond.

“You’ve been looking after my big sister? Keeping her safe? Keeping her happy?” She asked, her voice now a lot softer. Her tone made Steve relax as well.

“I’ve tried my best and intend to keep trying.” He promised her, a faint smile appearing on Wanda’s face. The silence now was a lot nicer. Bucky and Sam were able to sit back in their seats, not scared that Wanda was gonna throttle Steve. “Wanda? I know this is all sudden, but…” Steve hesitated to speak, but eventually gained the courage. “Do I have your permission to marry her?”

“Have you been waiting till you got us back just to ask her that?” Sam asked.

“Honestly, yeah.” Steve admitted, everyone in the car sharing a light chuckle.

“Yes. You have my blessing. My sister isn’t an idiot- if she’s chosen to stay beside you for so long and live with you, you must be special to her.” Wanda granted.

Eventually Steve parked the car on the side of the street, everyone piling out, and Wanda looked up at the building Steve parked outside of- he wasn’t lying, it was a nice building, on the nice side of town. She felt a tap on her shoulder, and Wanda turned to see Steve, offering her a set of keys. “Third floor, on the left.” He told her. She grinned, grabbing the keys and dashing up the stairs the three men not too far behind. Wanda reached the floor, finding the door and knocking on it with no hesitation, before waiting impatiently. She heard shuffling, before a bolt unlocked and the door opened.

“Wanda?” Was the first thing out your mouth, absorbing that she was actually in front of you- a few cuts and bruises from a fight, but there. In person. Alive. The back of your eyes burned as you reached your arms out to her. “моя драгоценная сестра!” You sobbed, grabbing your sister and pulling her as close as possible.

Close as possible, being the keyword there.

Wanda felt the obstacle stopping her in being as close as she could to her sister, pulling away to see what it was, and was greeted by the comically large bump attached to you. She gaped at it for a moment, before her eyes met yours. “You’re having a baby?”

“Babies.” Steve corrected as he came up the stairs, Sam and Bucky, who had frozen on the stairs at the sight of the eldest Maximoff heavily pregnant. “It’s twins.”

“Twins? Like…” Wanda’s words caught in her throat, as you sadly smiled and nodded. You looked at Bucky and Sam still on the stairs, before back at your sister.

“Let’s all go inside, stop crowding the hall.” You told them, stepping aside for Wanda to come in, having to shuffle past your bump before Steve took over holding the door for Bucky and Sam. Once back in side, you hugged your sister again. “I’ve missed you so, so much. I wanted to be there for your return but the base is so far away, and with them being due next month and the doctor saying twins like to come early-” You rambled before Wanda stopped you, holding your cheeks on her hands and smiling.

“Don’t be, I understand, you have to look after yourself and your babies. I also understand why Steve had been adamant on you staying behind… also, it was for the best. I’m glad you weren’t there.” Wanda admitted, though your smile dropped as you turned to Steve alarmed, looking for answers.

“Thanos from the past found his way through and tried to snap again, but this time snap every living thing. We managed to stop him and he’s completely gone now… We’ll go into the gritty details later, okay?” Steve explained.

“I take later means when stress might not make me go into early labour?” You asked, Steve grinning and nodding. “Thought so. Fair enough. The longer little Pietro and James stay inside the better.”

“Pietro?” Wanda’s head snapped around at the name, quickly followed by the same reaction from Sam and Bucky. “Your naming your babies Pietro and James?”

“I’m jealous.” Sam quickly added.

“Pietro Oleg and James Samuel. If that makes you feel better.” Steve added on, getting a smile from the man in response.

“Oleg? Like our dad?” Wanda noticed and you nodded. “I’m so happy that I’m going to be here to meet my nephews.”

“And you better not go anywhere anytime soon my baby sister.” You told her, holding her close. Steve smiled to himself, before nudging his two friends to the kitchen.

“You two get comfy, we’ll do dinner.” Steve called.

“We are?” Sam asked, making Bucky laugh as Wanda pulled you to the living room to get comfy and begin catching up.

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frost-queen · 8 months

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Family Business //part 6 (Reader!Winchester x Spencer Reid)

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Summary: Escaping by a hair, you are back on the run. This time things might be worse for you. Having a moment of peace, you all wonder what to do next, but not even a job notification can give you long peace. What would come out of it with a new one taking on a spot in the team? Read part 1 here! & part 2here! & part 3 & part 4 & part 5

Spencer held your hand tight, anticipating the moment. The sound sounded again as you pulled Spencer with you, taking a run for it. – “They’re running!” – Derek called out in the midst of the confusion. You pushed the glass doors open sprinting outside. Dean pressed the horn loud urging you to get a move on. Sam stood by the car, holding his phone up with some equipment. The sounds coming from his phone boosted. If you had the time you’d laugh at it. – “In the car!” – Dean ordered slamming his hand against the doorframe.

Sam unplugged his phone, tugging it in his pocket. You pushed Spencer forwards ordering him to go in a direction. He went around the car opening the front door. Dean blinked surprised at Spencer popping his head in sight. – “No!” – he called out not wanting him to ride shotgun. Spencer lifted his head up, looking over the roof. Out of the precinct ran his familiar team.

You had run over to Sam, grabbing him by his jacket. He opened the door as you pushed him inside. He stumbled on the backseat as you kept hitting his feet for him to make room for you. – “Reid don’t do this!” – Derek called out. – “Too bad.” – Spencer said jumping in the front seat despite Dean’s disliking.

“Sam move your big feet!” – you shouted as you were half in the car. Legs still on the ground. A gun shot got fired as it started you. It bounced off the roof above your head. Dean started the engine. – “Hang on.” – he called out hitting the gas. – “Sam!” – you yelled out as you almost got flung out of the car. Sam grabbed your arms, pulling you inside. Just as another bullet went your way.

One of the local officers was firing at you. Hotch pushed his arm down with a glare. – “Don’t shoot!” – he ordered loudly. You were able to shut the door still struggling to sit down properly while the car was moving. Dean’s eyes widened when he saw Derek stand in the distance. He had to spin the wheel rapidly to avoid him. The tires shrieked as you got flung to the side right onto Sam. Spencer was holding on tight to the dashboard fearing for his life. He never liked cars and the way Dean was racing made him panic.

Because of the quick maneuver, Dean had to spin the wheel back to avoid hitting another car parked. The car swung back as you got flung to the other side. Your head hitting the side of the car. Sam had held on tight so he couldn’t fall on you. Dean finally was able to get the car steady, racing off the parking lot. – “Everyone good?” – Dean asked checking his rearview mirror to look at Sam and you. Sam held his thumb out, out of breath to answer properly.

Spencer swallowed nervously adjusting his tie. – “Y/n you good?” – Dean asked needing a clear response from you. You touched your head, looking down at your fingers. Seeing specks of blood, you knew the knock on your head from the car had been hard. – “All good.” – you said hiding your hand. You wiped your fingers dry on your shirt hoping the wound wouldn’t be that clear to them. – “That was insane.” – Spencer said with a loud exhale. Agreeing you slapped Sam hard against his arm. – “Au!” – he called out startled. – “Who’s stupid idea was this?” – you asked loudly. – “You Dean?” – you blamed as he shook his head. – “It was your boyfriends stupid idea to just waltz into the station.”

You shot a glare at Spencer for being so reckless. He turned around in his seat to look at you. – “I couldn’t just leave you in there.” – he answered as you slapped him as well. – “Au! Sorry.” – Spencer outed rubbing his arm. – “And the stupid animal roars? Who’s stupid idea was that.” – you called out seeing that Sam held his finger up with shame. You wanted to slap him again, but slapped Dean’s arm instead. – “Hey! What was that for?” – Dean replied loud. – “For letting him do it!” – you answered. – “We got you out didn’t we?” – Dean spoke back. You exhaled deep letting yourself fall back in the backseat.

Touching your forehead you started to feel the headache from the bump come in. Your brothers and Spencer interpretated it as you wanting to be left alone. Dean kept driving wanting to be sure no one was following him. He knew the problem wasn’t gone but at least they got you back. That was all that mattered at the moment. To be reunited with family. Dean let go of the steering wheel with one hand wanting to search the glove compartment for something. – “Let me.” – Spencer suggested wanting to help out.

“I got it.” – Dean grunted out still struggling to open it. – “Just let me help.” – Spencer offered again as Dean gave up. – “Fine! The map.” – he said. Spencer searched for the map unfolding it. Dean glanced to the side trying to get a glance of the map. Sam came closer grabbing the back of Spencer’s seat. Moving his arm over it, he wanted to point at something on the map. – “We could go here. This route is long and calm. We could for sure stop on the way for some stuff.” – Sam spoke making Spencer move his shoulder out of the way. – “Sure what do you say Y/n?” – he asked turning his head to look at you.

You shrugged your shoulders. – “Anything that could give me some painkillers.” – you answered. – “Are you in pain?” – he asked as suddenly his eyes widened. – “Did they hurt you?” – he freaked out. – “No!” – you said loud. – “I just have a headache.” – you reassured him. Dean drove till the third small convenience store just to be certain. All four of you got out of the car. – “I’ll gas up.” – Dean said moving to the gas pump. – “Bring me some snack!” – he pointed at Sam who answered by gestured his hand up.

A little bell rang as you opened the door. – “You go get us some drinks.” – Sam said motioning to Spencer. Spencer nodded walking to the back of the store. You parted ways with Sam. Sam in search of snacks and supplies. You in search for some painkillers. You came into the pharmaceutical row. Searching the shelves, you came across some bandages. It made you stop hesitantly to grab them. Touching your forehead again, you felt the wetness under your hair.

Sighing loud, you took them. You then grabbed the painkillers just as Spencer rounded your row. Under his armpits he carried a few water bottles. – “Hey uhm… is this good enough?” – he asked for validation. You hummed soft seeing him sigh relieved. It was then that he noticed the bandages in your hand. – “Are you alright babe?” – he came closer grabbing you by the wrist. It was only then that he noticed the wettened darkness in your hair right by your hairline. – “You’re bleeding!” – he called out worried, tightening his grip around your wrist. – “It’s nothing.” – you reassured him. – “I bumped my head against the car, that’s all.” – you told him.

“Still! You should’ve told us.” – he spoke as another woman came in the row. The way she was looking at you made you feel uneasy. What if your face was already spread out on the tv. Warning people of the dangerous killer. You grabbed Spencer by the arm, pulling him with you out of the row. – “We’re leaving.” – you whispered to him, meeting up with Sam near the counter. You dropped the supplies on the counter, waiting impatiently as the cashier took his time to scan the items.

Behind him was a tv playing the news. They were speaking off political things, but how badly you didn’t want to see your face pop up. Spencer noticed how anxious you were, grabbing your hand. Sam paid as you grabbed almost all of it, leaving the store in a haste. Spencer smiled sheepishly at the cashier, taking the remaining things you forgot to gather in your arms. He left with Sam as they saw you hurry over to the car. – “What?” – Dean called out confused as you opened the trunk, throwing everything in. – “Car now!” – you said making him jump in action.

Spencer and Sam sped up getting in the backseat as you had taken the front seat. Dean started the car without questioning. On the main road he dared to ask what made you freak out. – “What happened?” – he asked glancing over to you. You exhaled deep, letting yourself slide down your seat. – “I have this feeling my face is going to appear on the tv.” – you told them. – “I felt like everyone in that store was looking suspicious at me.”

“They probably weren’t.” – Sam said moving a hand to your shoulder. – “In case you forgot I’m still wanted for murder. Perhaps even more now that you broke me out of the police station. It won’t take long before they start searching with choppers or so.” – you answered in a panic. Dean tapped your knee harshly. – “Hey! Snap out of it! They aren’t going to find you!” – he reassured you in a loud tone. His words didn’t ease your worries. – “We’ll camp in the woods for today.” – he offered in the hopes to ease you more. You slowly nodded, turning away to stare out of the window.

Dean drove off road heading into the woods imprisoning the main road. A road where he had passed barely any other car. He drove to an opener space between the trees. The four of you got out to take a breather. Dean decided to check on the guns. Sam went to have a look around to be certain the coast was clear. You were leaning against the hood, arms crossed. Spencer cleared his throat coming in sight, waving the bandages and painkillers in his hand. – “Did someone call for a nurse?” – he said in an attempt to make you smile.

You barely smiled as he approached. – “I… I uhm… I never got the chance to ask you about… you know.” – he started moving some hair aside. – “You mean my lock-up?” – you responded. He nodded taking some wipes to clean your wound. – “It… it… I don’t know.” – you sighed out trying not to focus on the stinging. – “They said I could get 30 years Spence.” – you told him. – “You aren’t getting 30 years Y/n. You didn’t kill anyone.” – he responded lowering his hands to grab a new wipe. – “I know that. You know that but they don’t.” – you explained with a sigh.

You turned your head to look away. Spencer breathed out soft, turning your head back by your chin. –“We’ll figure something out. I don’t care if I have to forge evidence or not, but you aren’t going to prison, Y/n.” – he told you making you smile faintly. – “So you’ll take 30 years for forgery.” – you teased giving him a soft nudge against his chest. Spencer smiled. – “Maybe they’ll let us spend 30 years together?” – he joked setting his hands on the hood around you. – “I doubt it.” – you scrunched your nose making him tap your nose.

He grabbed a bandage, covering up your wound with it. You took a deep breath, your mind caught in a thinking process. Spencer hummed loud to get your attention. Wanting you to share your thoughts with him. You exhaled deep. – “I…back there… I had this feeling that Hotch was believing me. That he could tell I was innocent. I can’t be certain, but it felt nice to be believed even if it was just a mirage.” – you outed making Spencer wrap his arms around you. – “He loves you; the teams loves you. Hotch will do anything in his power that you are unharmed.” – he answered. You grabbed your head, shaking it. – “I just feel like I am losing my mind.”

Spencer brought your hands down. – “You aren’t.” – he whispered cupping your cheeks. He kissed your lips tenderly as it warmed your heart for a moment. Sam and Dean returned to the car as the sun was lowering. The four of you got back in the car. Spencer and you in the back, Sam, and Dean in the front seats. All of you were munching on some snacks. – “So what do we do now?” – Spencer asked curious. Dean took a deep breath. – “I don’t know.” – he said. – “We don’t have many options.” – you told them.

“Either I leave the country, or I turn myself in.” – it was bittersweet but the harsh reality. – “You aren’t going to do any of those.” – Sam made clear. – “We’ll just… just…” – Spencer sighed. – “Those are worries for tomorrow. Let’s not think about that tonight.” – he continued. You snuggled up to him as best as you could in the car. Sam and Dean lowered themselves in their seat to lay better. Spencer kissed your forehead wrapping an arm around you.

Exhaling peacefully you closed your eyes to catch some sleep. Dean looked back to you with a saddened smile. How he wished you hadn’t been the target. He couldn’t sleep that much so he decided to get out of the car. He came sitting on the hood, watching the stars. He turned his head hearing a door shut. He huffed humored seeing Sam join him, offering beer. He accepted it as Sam joined him on the hood. – “What do we do?” – Dean questioned. Sam sighed deep. – “I’m not sure but we’ll figure something out.”

Spencer shot awake at the horn going off loud. – “Wake up sunshine!” – Dean teased as you woke up as well. – “What is it?” – Spencer asked rubbing his eyes. – “We’ve got work to do.” – Dean answered as Sam showed him something off his phone. It took Spencer a few moments to clearly see it and read it. You read along over his shoulder. – “Are you serious?” – Spencer questioned. – “Yep!” – Dean said. – “Isn’t that dangerous with Y/n. What if people are looking for her? I’m not putting her in more danger then before.” – he interfered as you hugged his arm, finding it sweet how caring he was.

“Hey, our job doesn’t stop. It’s around the clock no matter what.” – Dean spoke back with some arrogance as if Spencer wouldn’t understand. – “Relax we aren’t putting Y/n in any openness.” – Sam interrupted. – “That is why you are coming with us scholar boy.” – Dean mocked with a laugh. – “Me? Go hunting with… with you two?” – suddenly he felt shaky as you calmed him down by stroking his back. – “Y/n will stay in the car out of sight, and you’ll be an extra.” – Dean clarified. – “So… so what will you have me do?” – He was very curious about his task and if he was up to it.

“Nothing much you can leave the hardcore hunting to us. You’ll just have to run around and lure it to us.” – Dean couldn’t help himself but smile, checking on Spencer through the rearview mirror. – “So I’m just bait?” – he specified with a slight panic. – “That’s right Daphne so buckle up.” – Dean joked. – “But Daphne always get’s caught in Scooby Doo.” – Spencer called out. – “Then you better not get caught.” – Dean answered stepping on the gas.

Spencer swallowed nervously leaning back in his seat. – “It will be alright Spence.” – you said trying not to smile. Picturing Spencer’s first hunt seemed overly funny to you. Spencer quirked his eyebrow at you, trying to figure out if you were smiling at him or laughing about him. You quickly kissed him to stop overthinking it. Spencer sighed deep feeling a bit anxious about his first hunt of the supernatural.

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Series Summary: Family is important, but so is the Family business. Everyone has secrets, some are deadly. Your the best in the business, but no one knows who you are. Tensions are high, will you raise the stakes or fold under pressure?

Series Warnings: 18+! Mentions of blood and violence, bad language words, smut, manipulation, gaslighting, death, trauma, please follow the warnings for each chapter. There are chapters with brutal and dark themes, please ready at your own discretion, warnings will be before each chaptetr!

Pairing: Mob!Steve x Assassin!Stark!reader

Chapters are in chronological order.

All Is Fair-

Under The Gun

In Missions and Motives

In Secrets and Stolen Glances

In False Fronts and High Stakes

In Love and Luck

In Fires and Failure

In Blood and Brothers (Drabble)

In Death and Destruction

In Life and Death

In Blindsides and Broken Hearts

In Consequences and Cavalier

In Trials and Tribulations

In Faith and Falsehoods

In Vendettas and Verity

In History and Heartbreak

In Chaos and Confessions

In Ascension and Enlightenment

In Mistakes and Misery

In Gambits and Ghosts

In Saviors and Sovereignty

In Woes and Wounds

In Waltzes and Wishes (drabble)

In Decisions and Disgrace (drabble)

In Peace and Parallels

In Meetings and Mediation

In Tenacity and Tension

In Disasters and Deceit

In Sabotage and Sucker Punches (drabble)

In Saints and Sinners

In Dead-ends and Devotion

In Love...

Deuce

And War Epilogue Pt. 1

Chip and a Chair (Epilogue)

Continue the story with Bucky's series - Blood in the Water

Extras

The Guide to the Aces

The Ace of Spades (mood board)

Wraith (mood board)

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youre-amazing-say-it · 2 years

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Flufftober 2022 Masterlist

A fun thing for this October for those who can't/ chose not to participate in Kinktober! All works will be SFW, but some may be angst but mainly fluff.

Who I'm Writing For

DAY 1: I'm Scared Dad (Chris Evans x daughter) DAY 2: What do I do Now? (CE x reader, SS x reader) DAY 3: Banana Pancakes (Steve Rogers x reader) DAY 4: We're Terrible Influences (CE, AM, SS, SJ x reader) DAY 5: Cat-sitting (Steve rogers x reader) DAY 6: I need a Favor (Loki x teen!reader) DAY 7: You're a Star (Sebastian Stan x teen!reader) DAY 8: Laugh Away the Tears (Steve Harrington x reader)

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becasworldsstuff · 2 years

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𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮

-> hi everyone!! I’m beca and u are all very welcome in my world, I use she/her pronouns

-> English isn’t my first language, so if I make mistakes, please feel free to tell me

-> please DNI: if you don’t support lgbtq+, if you are pro life, if you are underage ( I won’t check every single one of you time per time in search of a minor, you are responsible for what you choose to read)

-> I’m a proud FEMINIST so please if it makes you uncomfortable the idea of having equal rights, please leave now

-> feel free to send requests

-> these are the characters (divided by show/film/book/au) that I write for

-> I WRITE FOR RELATIONSHIPS/PLATONIC

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

James Buchanan Barnes (40s/any era/mafia/modern/daddy/cg/bff…)

Steven Grant Rogers (40s/any era/mafia/modern/daddy/cg/bff…)

Anthony stark (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Sam Wilson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Loki Laufeyson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Thor Odinson (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Stephen Strange (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Tchalla (mafia/daddy/cg/alpha…)

Clint Barton

Stucky ( poly)

Sambuckysteve (poly)

BRIDGERTON

Anthony bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Benedict bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Colin Bridgerton (lover/bff/sister…)

Simon Basset (lover/bff/sister…)

Daphne Bridgerton (bff/sister)

Eloise Bridgerton (bff/sister)

OUTER BANKS

John b

Pope

Kiara

Sarah

Rafe

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES UNIVERSE

Freya mikaelson

Elijah mikaelson

Klaus mikaelson

Kol mikaelson

Rebekah mikaelson

Poly mikaelson

Davina Claire

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert ( WHEN OF AGE)

Katherine Pierce

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore

Silas

ONE CHICAGO

Matthew Casey

Kelly severide

Blake Gallo

EVERYONE ELSE ONLY FOR PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP

-> I write everything from smut to fluff, I like a bit of angst but I WONT DO SAD ENDINGS

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novamariestark · 1 year

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Truth Serum

Summary: Your brother, Tony Stark, in his infinite wisdom, injects you with a prototype of truth serum he and Bruce are working on. Only problem. You have a crush on a fellow Avenger and you don't want him to find out.

Main Character(s): Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff

Bruce and Tony were in the lab designing a truth serum, under the orders of Fury, of course. They thought that they had completed it but they had no idea how to test if it works, that is until Tony got an idea.

"We should test it on one of the Avengers." He said rubbing his palms together.

Bruce looked up from his desk and took his glasses off "Oh, no, no, no Tony. That's just a recipe for disaster."

"Exactly." He said with a smirk. Bruce shook his head and reached over the table to grab the needle from Tony but the billionaire pulled his arm back, just out of his reach, "Come on, big man, it'll be fun."

"No, Tony," Bruce replied firmly.

"Is he trying to build another killer robot?" you asked as you walk through the doors of the lab.

Tony rolls his eyes "Nice to see you too, sis. But no, I'm not." He said grinning from ear to ear. It was obvious to you that your brother was up to something, you just didn't know what. You turn your head to look at Bruce to ask him a question when you feel a slight prick on your arm. You turn to look back at your brother and you immediately spot the needle in his hand.

"Tony!!!" you screamed

Your voice echoed through the tower, gaining the attention of the Avengers, who were in the living room. They all stopped what they were doing and looked towards where your voice had come from before sharing a look with each other.

"What the hell did you just inject me with?!" You barked, giving him the deadliest look Bruce had ever seen.

"Nothing you need to worry about," Tony told you, waving his arms at you.

"Tony." You warned, taking a threatening step toward him.

Tony puts his hands up in defense whilst backing away from you, he nods to Bruce. "Ask Bruce, it's not harmful" your gaze didn't move from your brother.

"We don't know that, Tony." Bruce said calmly

Your eyes widen "What!" looking between the two men, starting to get worried.

"Calm down (Y/N). it's a truth serum."

"We don't know that either, Tony."

"Wait a second. You decided to use me as your lab rat?"

"I'm sorry, you were just here." Tony apologised, still grinning although he knew he should stop because all that did was anger you even more.

"I can't believe you, Tony!" you yelled.

"He thought it'd be funny. I'm sorry (Y/N)"

"Don't worry about it Bruce. I know you had nothing to do with this." you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, "How long is this supposed to last. You know, if it works."

Tony raises his hand "Uh excuse me, I had something to do with it. Of course, it's going to work." He bragged.

You rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest "I'm gonna play the Ultron card one more time."

"We're not sure how long it should last but I'd say at least 24 hours." Bruce speculated with a shrug.

Tony pointed his arms towards Bruce, "See, not too bad." He said.

You walk up to Tony "I will murder you in your sleep." you turned to Bruce "I'm gonna stay in my room until it's over." you told him before making your way out.

Unfortunately for you, you had to walk through the Avengers' living room.

Steve was the first to see you walk in. "Hey (Y/N). You okay?" he asked, you just smiled and nodded but he could tell something was up, "What did he do this time?"

"He injected me with truth serum."

Pepper stood up from her seat. "He did what?" you see Pepper as the sister you never had. Even before she and Tony got together you were as close as sisters. In fact, you would even trade Tony for her.

"It was an accident." Tony defended as he walked into the room with Bruce behind him.

"It wasn't Tony, I watched you inject her with that needle." Bruce countered, sitting down on the couch beside Clint and Nat.

Pepper's face got even redder, and Tony looked at Bruce "Whose side are you on anyway?" he looked back to Pepper "Okay Pepper before you kill me just let me ask her one question." Said Tony, he looked to you "Who is your favourite brother?"

Without hesitation you answered "Clint" Everyone bursts out laughing except Tony.

"What, why?" asked Tony hurt written all over his face.

You walked up to stand in front of Tony "You're egotistical, irresponsible, unpredictable, childish and you used me as a fucking lab rat!" you listed, counting each reason on your hand.

"Language!" you turned to scowl at Steve who quickly recoiled back into his seat, "But you do you," he shrugged.

"Clint is childish too," Tony argues pointing at him.

"It looks like it works." Bruce chimed in. A big giant smirk on his face. 'Karma' he thought. The revelation that the truth serum worked sparked an idea in one of their heads.

"(Y/N)?" Steve's voice grabs her attention. She turns her head to look at him. "Can I ask you one question? I promise it's important." He practically begged with a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Yes of course you can Steve." you replied with a smile, she looked at Tony, "I trust you."

He smiled back "Thank you. Um... Do you think Bucky was responsible for your parents' deaths?"

Everyone looked at you awaiting her response especially Tony. Bucky just looked at the floor.

"No I don't." Bucky looked up at you, shock evident on his face, as you looked at Tony "And he wasn't. it was HYDRA. He was brainwashed and forced to do it. He's as much to blame as Clint was. You." You point at Tony "Knowingly sold weapons that could kill thousands and if Wanda and Pietro can forgive you, then you should be able to forgive Bucky."

Bucky still shocked spoke up "You're serious? You mean that?" you smiled and nodded

Nat then spoke up. "Hang on, let me test this." Everyone looked at Nat to see what Nat was about to ask you, "Are you in love with someone in this room?"

"Yes." you replied, this made most of the avengers choke on their drinks.

"Holy shit it works." Said Nat

"Uh, of course it does. I created it." Tony said. Bruce clears his throat "We created, although mainly me." Everyone rolls their eyes.

"Wait, no one is going to question the fact that (Y/N) here is in love with someone in this room?" Pietro asks he then smirks "I bet it's me."

You say, "You'd lose that bet." At the same time Nat says, "It's not."

"Is it Steve?" asked Tony with a smirk.

"No, it's not Steve, this is exactly why I said I'm staying in my room all day." You said as she walked out the living room towards her room.

Tony looks at Nat. "Do you know who it is?"

Nat laughed "Of course I do, so does Sharon, Pep and Wanda."

Tony scoffs and rolls his eyes "Of course she knows, she can read minds. Now tell me."

"No!" they said, they walk out leaving the boys to discuss amongst themselves.

"She defended Bucky." Tony stated. He was so nosy. He always had to know your business.

"No, that doesn't mean anything." Said Bucky, shaking his head. "She's my friend,"

"Well, it wouldn't be Steve because one he's with Sharon and two she already said it wasn't him and we know the truth serum is working. Peter's too young, she already said no to Pietro, Bruce and Nat are not so secretly in love with each other and she sees me and Rhodey as brothers. So it's either Bucky or Sam." Clint deducted

Sam perks up at the sound of his name. "What?"

"We got it narrowed down to you and Bucky." Clint replied

"No way, she's like my best friend." Sam said shaking his head.

"I thought you'd be happy about this. What's wrong? If she feels the same way, go for it." Said Steve patting him on the shoulder.

"No, no, no, no, no one's going for anything, that's my baby sister." Tony interrupted.

"That you used to test your experiment." Peter pointed out.

"Isn't it past you bedtime, Spidey?" asked Tony

"Tony, she's 27, she can date who she wants."

A couple of hours later, Tony's voice echoed through your room. "If you want food, come and get it yourself, I'm not your servant."

You groan and walked out of your room, not bothering to change out of your PJs, which consisted of a white vest top and pink shorts.

You trotted downstairs and entered the dining room to get to the kitchen.

"Hey (Y/N)" said Clint

"Hey." you replied not making eye contact with any of the Avengers. When you reached the kitchen you grabbed a plate and put two slices of pizza on it. You then made her way back through the dining room and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Tony

Yuo looked at him with a look that said, 'don't start with me' "I'm staying in my room remember?" you said in a 'duh' tone walking out of the dining room.

"That's called being antisocial," Tony called after you. You just flipped him off and continued to walk out.

"Tony just leave her. Don't even think about asking her that question."

"Okay. who's up for a little truth or dare?" he asked

"Tony, no."

A small breeze is felt in the dining room and the seat that Pietro previously occupied is now empty.

"Pietro! Don't!"

Pietro caught up with you in a second and smirked at you.

"What do you want, Pietro?" You asked, sighing in annoyance.

"I want to know who you're in love with. I won't tell him. I promise." Said Pietro

"No." you said walking past him whilst taking a bite from your pizza

Pietro zips in front of you "(Y/N) who are you in love with?" asked Pietro with a big smirk on his face.

"Sam." you blurted out, she quickly clasps her hands over her mouth. "You asshole." Pietro laughs but quickly stops and backs away when he sees the look on your face.

"I'm sorry (Y/N), Tony was going to make you play truth or dare." Said Pietro "I'm not going to tell him I promise."

A voice comes from behind you "You kind of already did."

Wanda

You turn around to see all the Avengers standing there behind you. You sigh. You turn to look back at Pietro. "I hate you." you walked past Pietro again and into your room, slamming the door shut.

"(Y/N)!" shouted Steve

"What the hell was that, Pietro." Wanda yelled

"I didn't know you were there, I just wanted to know." He replied

Sharon speaks up "Yeah well now to her you've just ruined her relationship with her best friend."

Pietro looks to the ground like a child being scolded by his mom. "I didn't mean to."

Sam walked past everyone and up to your door.

He knocks. "(Y/N), it's me. Please let me in. We need to talk."

Silence

After a few moments a small voice spoke "It's open." Sam walked in slowly to see you sat on floor, back against the foot of your bed. Sam sits beside you.

"Hey." he said

"Hey." you repeated, barely audible.

"Nothing's going to change if you don't want it too. If I'm being honest, your feelings aren't one sided." He admitted, you look up at him.

"What?" you asked him not trusting that she heard him properly.

"I-I'm in love with you too." He said

"Y-y y-you can't be." you stammered "You're just saying that." Sam looked at you, the look on your face suggested you truly didn't believe him.

"Come with me." He said standing up and holding his hand out for you to take. You took his hand and he pulled you up. He led you out of your room and downstairs.

You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion "Where are we going?"

"Just wait." He said

He led you through the living room catching the attention of the others who followed. They eventually reached the desired destination. Tony's lab.

"Why are we here?" you asked, Sam just smiled at you he picks up a vial filled with clear liquid then looks behind you at Tony and Bruce "This the right one?" Bruce nods. Sam gets a needle fills it with the liquid and injects himself with it.

"Sam, what the hell?" you asked

"You didn't believe me when I told you. Now I can't lie." He said with a smirk on his face.

"Okay, Sam, are you in love with (Y/N)?" asked Clint

"Yes, I am." He replied

You wasted no time closing the distance between you and Sam, immediately attaching your lips to his. It was soft and sweet... at first. It soon became a heated make out session that prompted Tony to say "Hey, no sex in my lab, okay? there's plenty of rooms, go and find one."

Sam smirked and grabbed your hand "That's not a bad idea." He led you past the others and out of the lab. All the Avengers laugh at the horrified expression that was displayed on Tony's face.

#sam wilson #y/n #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson x y/n #the avengers #tony stark's sister

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