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ghostofskywalker · 6 months

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Recovery Takes Time

Tony Stark/Fem!Reader

Fictober Day 11 of 31

Words: 926

Summary: After you're injured on a mission, you wake up in the compound's medbay. Your husband is right beside you.

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This mission was not going well, and you weren’t sure if you were going to live to tell the tale. HYDRA agents poured out of every room, and while you, Natasha, and Steve were doing a pretty good job keeping them at bay, you could feel the fatigue take more of a hold over your body every second you fought. But still you pressed on, with a flash drive of important data in your mission suit’s pocket and pistols in your hand.

For a moment, you believed that the fight was almost over, that soon you’d be on the Quinjet heading back to the compound, but sometimes fate and irony worked together in the cruelest of designs.

Because you truly had almost made it to the exit of the building, and then the shot pierced your lower thigh. You could feel the muscles in your leg try to keep you upright, and through slightly blurry vision you could see Natasha kick your assailant in the stomach and knock him out.

“Do you need help?” Steve’s voice broke you out of the strange trance you were falling into, and you looked over to see him standing next to you, slightly battered but otherwise unharmed.

“I don’t think-” you started to say, but retracted your though when the wooziness hit. “Yeah, maybe.” He placed your arm over his shoulders and started to guide you back to the Quinjet, Natasha sprinting ahead and getting in the pilot’s seat.

No one spoke as the jet moved upwards and away from the HYDRA facility. You had transferred the small flash drive of information to a special compartment in the jet, and were now laying on the seating bench as you tried not to let the pain overwhelm you. Thankfully it didn’t seem like you had broken a bone, but you were bleeding rather intensely, and as much as Steve tried to stop the blood with the things found in the jet’s first aid kit, you knew that you were going to need slightly more advanced medical care, and you were going to need it soon.

This was so embarrassing, you thought. Of course you had to have been shot right at the tail end of the mission as you were leaving the premises, not doing something incredibly heroic like saving injured puppies or fighting a man double your size.

Steve had gone up to the cockpit to see how much more time there was until the jet would reach the compound, and you found yourself nodding off with exhaustion. You weren’t sure if this was something you really should be doing with the kind of injury you had, but it was hard to fight the all-consuming darkness as your eyes fell closed.

***

The harsh light of the compound’s medbay was the first thing you registered as you blinked your eyes open.

The second thing you registered was the thick bandages wrapped around your leg, and there was a lack of pain in the area, as well as a lack of pain throughout your entire body. Through your groggy haze, you knew what must have happened: you must be on some kind of medication.

The third thing you noticed was the I.V. drip that was next to your bed, but just past that was truly a sight to behold.

Tony Stark was sitting in one of the uncomfortable chairs against the wall, head lolled back as steady breaths escaped his mouth. And although it was an entertaining sight, it’s not one you were surprised to see. You knew that Steve must have reached out to him, and as your husband, he wasn’t going to ignore you while you recovered.

He must have sensed that you were awake, because his eyes were open a moment later as he practically appeared by your side. The feeling of his hand over yours was comforting, and he leaned down to kiss you on the forehead. “How do you feel?” he asked. “I know they said you lost a lot of blood.”

“I didn’t lose it silly, I know exactly where it went.” Wow, you really were on some strong medication right now. The longer you spent with your eyes open, the more groggy your brain felt.

Tony paused for a moment, probably trying to figure out how he was going to respond to that. It would soon become obvious that he was going to attempt to ignore your attempt at a joke to lighten the mood. “Do you feel okay? I spoke to the doctors and they gave me a full plan for your recovery, it will likely mean some kind of physical therapy to get your leg as strong as it was again, but overall-”

He didn’t even get to finish that though, because you cut him off with a giggly “I feel sooooooo good.” At this point the meds had fully kicked in, and you were just growing loopier (and more tired) every moment. “Cuddle with me.”

You could see the panic in his eyes, because he really wanted to say yes to your demand, but he was also worried about your recovery. You were barely aware of anything else as you tapped the space in the giant hospital bed next to you.

Eventually, he decided to just give in.

The feeling of your husband next to you as you feel asleep that second time was probably the best one in the world, and you really wanted to tell him that.

When you woke up of course, because these meds were really strong.

- the end -

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just-dreaming-marvel · 1 year

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Busy

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Tony Stark x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1,185ish

Summary/Request: maybe something where reader's been super busy lately and hasn't spent much time with Tony. He feels her distant, misses her, starts wondering if he did something to cause this or even if she's cheating on him (maybe with cap or Bruce cuz they've been together a lot), it leads to an argument. She explains she's just been very busy, Tony thinks they need time just for them and hence they create weekly "date night".

Notes: I hope this isn’t too terrible.

“Hey, honey,” Tony greeted as he came into the living room where he saw you and Steve sitting at the island. “Rogers.”

You turned to him and smiled. “Hey, Tones!”

He came up and kissed your lips briefly. “You busy?”

“Well, Cap and I were just about to go to a diner.”

“Oh, I was just hoping that we could do something.” His hands found your arms, running up and down them. “I feel like it hasn’t just been us two in too long.”

“If you two need some time—“

“No,” you turned to Steve as you cut him off and looked at him sternly, “we are going to that diner.” You turned back to your boyfriend. “It is okay if we do something after?”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s fine,” Tony responded. “I’ll just be in the lab when you come back.”

“Okay.” You leaned in and gave him a kiss. “I’ll see you after.”

“Right.”

Tony turned and left the room, stewing in his own thoughts. Lately, you had been growing distant. You had been doing more things with other members of the Team instead of him, your boyfriend. It was training with Natasha or helping Bruce calm down. Then there’s calming Bucky down from nightmares or helping Steve write mission reports.

Tony usually wasn’t the one to feel the distance like this. It was usually him creating the distance. But you creating the distance, hurt worse than anything. You were supposed to help him, train with him, calm him down, not the Team members. You were in a relationship with him, not the rest of the Team.

Having lost track of time while working, Tony finally looked up at the clock to see that it was past midnight. He hated how much this was affecting him. Perhaps, though, it was all his fault. Had he done something to make you become this distant? As he continued to work, Tony thought of anything lately he could have done to make you act this way. He quickly came up short.

“FRIDAY?” He called for his AI. “Where is Y/N?”

“Y/N is currently in your shared room,” FRIDAY responded.

Tony stopped what he was doing and straightened up. “When did Y/N get home with Rogers?”

“Y/N and the Captain returned to their separate quarters an hour ago.”

“Thank you, FRIDAY.”

“Would you like me to close up shop so that you may join Y/N in bed?”

“No. I think I’ll stay here tonight.”

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“Good morning,” you told Tony as you walked into the lab with breakfast on a tray. Tony didn’t respond as you set the breakfast on the table near the couch. You then went over to his and rested your chin on his shoulder as you slowly wrapped your arms around his waist. “You didn’t come to bed last night.”

“You didn’t come and visit me last night,” Tony grumbled, still focused on the absentminded work he was doing.

“Shit,” you muttered, remembering that you had told him you would. “I’m so sorry, honey. Steve and I were out late and I was so tired when we got home—“

“Yeah, yeah,” Tony pushed himself from his seat and pulled out of your arms, heading across the lab. “I’m sure you both were.”

“Tony,” you followed after him, “I really am sorry.”

“I‘m sure you are,” he mumbled.

You stopped, looking at him with concern and a little hurt. “Just come sit down and we can have breakfast together. And then maybe we could go upstairs and—“

“Are you sure you aren’t too busy? You don’t have someone else on the Team you absolutely need to do something with? Maybe like Rogers?”

“What are you talking about?”

Tony spun around. “I’m talking about the fact that you have been busy as of late. Especially with Rogers lately.”

“I don’t like what you might be implying.” You folded your arms across your chest.

“Just be honest with me and tell me that you’re sleeping with Rogers.”

“What?! That is ridiculous!”

“Well, you’re not sleeping with me! You are constantly too busy for any time with me!”

“Tony, you are—“

“What did I do to make you turn to him for comfort, huh?”

Tears pricked your eyes. “I can’t believe you.” You turned around and marched toward the door of the lab.

Tony sighed, realizing that he was overreacting. “Wait, Y/N!”

You didn’t respond, simply slamming the door behind you as you exited the lab.

~~~

Tony nervously rocked on his heels as he stood outside of your shared room. You had run there after leaving his lab and hadn’t left. It took Tony far too long than he’d care to admit to come up after you. He sighed before softly knocking on the door.

“Y/N, sweetheart,” he spoke through the door. “May I come in?”

You were laying on the bed, curled up and holding a pillow to your chest. Some of your tears had created a wet spot on the blanket.

“Please,” Tony begged.

Tony knew that the door wasn’t locked, FRIDAY had already informed him of that. He simply wanted to give you some space. He sighed when you didn’t answer. Taking a deep breath, Tony entered the room. His heart broke when seeing you curled up on the bed like that. Slowly, he closed the door behind him and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed behind you.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that and accused you of cheating.”

“Yeah, you shouldn’t have…” you mumbled.

“I know I crossed a line.”

“Yes, you did.”

“Can you just tell me if I’ve done something wrong?”

You sat up so that you could face him, still keeping the pillow close to you. “What do you mean?”

“Why have you been so distant lately?”

“I haven’t meant to be. I’m just busy with training and helping around the compound. I guess that I get easily distracted by helping people. I am sorry about not going to the lab last night.”

“It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. Steve needed me because it was the anniversary of his mother’s passing and Bucky is on a mission. He was really sad and I couldn’t let him be alone. We went to the diner that sits where the diner was that Steve and his mom frequented. I didn’t want him to be alone and he didn’t want to tell anyone else because he didn’t want it to be a big deal. But I should have told you.”

“No, you didn’t need to tell me. I should have had a cooler head earlier.”

You moved closer to him. “Can we just agree that we both made mistakes?”

Tony nodded. “Yes.” He timidly pulled you into him. “I’ve really missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” You leaned in for a soft kiss on his lips.

“Can I make a request for a weekly date night?”

“Of course,” you smiled. “What night?”

“Friday.”

“Friday it is then. And no matter what, we will keep it.”

“Deal.”

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Giving you your thoughts back

Tony x reader

Tony helps reader with panic attack

Tw: general descriptions of a panic attack, not any specific topic as to why

No word count cause i have no idea, and not proofread or edited

Your breathing getting shallow, the world spinning, the etching voices, voiceless in sound but their hatred scratching and etching into your thoughts, negativity be poison affecting your mind how a bottle of lack dye messes up a pools clarity

Swim, swim, swim, breath, forward, forward, forward, breathe

A dystopian colidascope twisting and reforming everything.

Alone, you just want to be alone, just another left turn, or maybe its a right turn, just go

Youve left everything in the teams office

Do your footsteps sound unreasonably fast for you pace of is it an echo from the underwater murmuring your head is in?

All of a sudden youre spun around, the distortion is of pale dark haired man a blue glimmer and you realize its tony.

You cant really tell what hes saying, your thoughts are swimming in ink, no echoes just muddy sound

He leads you to a empty room where he sits with you cross legged on the floor your hands in his, hes slowly lifting them up and bringing them bringing them back down, without realizing you eventually start breathing in tandem with the movement of your hands, eyes still shrouded and foggy from rush and tears but ears now taking in sound pure.

"Youre doing so good, so good for me my love, just keep breathing in... and out, keep your eyes on mine"

Your hands are trembling, every few moments a tremble casts through your body

"Cant do it" youre suprised when you hear your own voice

"Of course you can, youre doing it right now, youre doing amazing"

" can you choose an automobile?" This question feels so out of place, what good would a car do right now?

"Why?"

"No reason, youll see soon" you can see his smile through your stormy vision

"Fine, a Volkswagen bus"

"Perfect choice, if this car was a person, what would they look like? Stereotypes are allowed" he chuckles

"I think they'd have longer hair, more of an androgynous person, they would have a few simple braids and beads on them, they would probably be wearing bell bottoms i like the idea of high rise, some platform docs, any type of shirt with a mix of pastels and florescent colors, flowers, paisleys mushrooms the whole nine yards"

" good job love, thats very descriptive, where would you meet this person? "

"Probably at a book store or a record shop"

These questions go on for a while, the significance of them to you isnt there but by now your eyes have cleared up, theres no mure rushing in your ears, youre breathing has settled and the world is no longer racing.

"You did amazing, im so unbelievably proud of you, do you know what we just did?"

Shaking your head

"They were just silly questions" you chuckle

"Silly question to get you thinking, to have your mind back, to make your thoughts priority over the rush in your head, thats what grounding is supposed to do"

Lookimg down you realize he was giving you your thoughts back, normal flow of neutral.

"Thank you" you mumble out while the both of you stand up

"No need to thank me its why im here"

In that moment he pulls you into a hug, placing a peck to your temple, "you did great"

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I wrote this cause i wanted a way to share a coping mechanism i use to help my friends for both panic attacks and s/ ideation, i think it could be helpful for others

This was completely spurr of the moment

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not-another-marvel-blog · 1 year

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Last Christmas I gave you a promise

Avengers x Civilian!Reader

Just a collection of little fluff bombs since Christmas is approaching. I hope to get out 1 - 2 every week, maybe even more. Also trying to keep it gender neutral, if I missed anything feel free to reach out so i can change it up.

No warnings, just cute fluffy goodness :)

They had promised to come back in time, in time to celebrate the next Christmas. A day you very much cherished, all of the Christmas season to be exact. A difficult mission was the reason, going undercover for an unknown time. Closed off from family friends or Partners. It was redeemed too dangerous for everyone around them. So how does it feel when they come back after a year just in time on Christmas?

Tony Stark:

The tower felt empty without him, when he was pulled away from you it had only been a couple months since you two had moved in together, finally making it official after half a year of meeting in private and away from everyone's eyes.

With a look outside you saw tiny snowflakes hitting the glass of the big panorama window. Cozied up in a blanket on the couch you were glad that you didn't have to be outside in the cold right now. As you took a sip from the warm mug inside your hands, you heard the elevator going. It startled you a bit but it wasn't out of the ordinary that someone came to swing by, just checking if everything was alright. But It wasn´t the heavy steps of Thor or the hint of a breeze from Nat. It sounded different, all too familiar. Carefully not to spill the cocoa in your hand you turned to look behind you, and no one else but Tony himself was standing in the doorframe. You almost forgot to breathe as he approached you with a big smile, his arms extended away from his body, just so inviting for a hug. “Missed me Baby?” He asked and you finally got your mind back to this moment.

In a heartbeat you had placed the mug on the table in front of you, not caring to go around the sofa you straight up jumped over it, one hand on the backrest as you swung your legs over it. He said that he would be back in time but you didn't think he would actually make it. “So much.” You half whispered as you slung your arms around his strong statue. Immediately the hug was returned and finally after all this time, you felt his warm embrace again. Tears tinkled on the edge of your eyes, happy tears of course. It was so lonely, sitting in front of the tree by yourself, but now? you could have the best christmas imaginable. In your mind at least.

It felt like an eternity since you had sat next to Tony, cuddled up against his side, head resting against his chest, hands caressing your body. Now you weren't lonely anymore, and the tower didn´t feel cold anymore either. You looked up to him, the lights from the tree illuminating his face. As he noticed your gace, he placed a kiss upon your forehead. “I love you.” A soft smile reached your lips. “I love you too”

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statticscribbles · 2 years

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🎂- Family/Kid scene

"Y/N why are you always sneaking off the the employee daycare; we have kid I don't know about?" Tony teases and you shrug.

"Seriously, do you have a kid?"

"No; just been thinking about that; I know we're heroes, I know it's not safe.."

"Well anything you want I can get for you, but a kid might be difficult."

"Worried about trafficking rumors.” You know it’s a bit of a dark joke but you’re not really sure why it would be difficult.

“The suit, well the posioning, it uh, messed me up; I don’t think I can have biological kids.”

“Oh I assumed we’d adopt; there’s so many kids who need homes; plus its some really good publicity.”

“Look at you playing a PR role; next thing you’ll start telling me what to wear, who to marry, all that?” He laughs and you pull him in for a kiss.

“So should I get dressed; I feel like you planned this so you have five hundered orphanages lined up.”

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its-really-dry · 1 year

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y/n: *sitting in natasha's lap with their face in her boobs*

tony: *walks in* uhhhhh......... what's going on?

clint: nothing really. y/n just lost energy *continues to read his magazine*

tony: that still doesn't explain the whole *points at nat and y/n*

wanda: oh! think of it as a charging port, but for lesbians

kate: *is sad* i wish i was a lesbian *pouts*

yelena: you are. dumb suka

kate: then where are my booby-chargers?

y/n: *gets off natasha and holds their arms out to kate*

kate: *gets giggly and runs over to y/n*

tony: im not even going to entertain that with a follow up question

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talesofely · 4 months

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The (Wo)Man Who Can't Be Moved

Pairings : Natasha Romanoff x GN/Fem!Reader

Summary : Natasha's your ex-girlfriend, she broke up with you without giving you a solid reason as to why. Obviously, you want her back. One problem, she's unofficially dating Bucky Barnes. So you decided to solve it with a little performance.

Warnings : Angst, Fluff, Hopeful Ending (?), Swearing I think, reader is mostly gender neutral but i envisioned it as a fem!reader soooo, pls tell me if u see anything else

Note : I rlly wanna make a part 2 of this, lmk what u guys think thooo

Word Count : almost 2k

Save My Tears - Part 2

Tony decided to host another one of his famous Stark parties. This time, his excuse was that you are single again, and that Natasha and Bucky had something going on. What he didn't know was you and Natasha didn't quite end in good terms, cause she broke up with you. And of course... that you still miss her so god damn much.

So there you were, in your room, mentally preparing yourself to see the love of your life with her soon to be boyfriend. You didn't want to go, you absolutely wanted to just run away. But you couldn't. You had to show that the break up didn't affect you as much as they thought it did, even if it really did.

A knock on your door pulled you out of your thoughts.

"Come in." The door opened and revealed a redhead. You smiled sadly at the woman, it wasn't your redhead. It was Vision's.

"I told you I'm fine, Wands." You tried your best to give her a genuine chuckle. Wanda didn't seem to be convinced though.

"You look good, L/N. Trying to impress somebody?" Wanda said as she leaned against the closed door of your room.

"You already know the answer to that." You said as you shook your head, standing up to apply perfume.

"Just tell her, Y/N/N. I mean, you should shoot your shot before it's too late. I heard Buck's gonna ask her to be his girlfriend officially tonight." Wanda announced, watching you intently as you try desperately to calm your nerves.

"What am I supposed to say, Wands? Please take me back, I miss you so much, I know you broke up with me but I want you back?" You sarcastically said as you scoffed. "Plus, I don't wanna ruin what she has with Bucky. She must like him so much if she made their relationship public within three days of seeing each other."

"She isn't happy with him, and we both know that. I care about Natasha too, Y/N, I want her to be atleast happy with who she's with. Plus, how can you know she doesn't want you back if you haven't even asked?" Wanda asked with a raised brow. You didn't dare to make eye contact, just staring at the perfume bottle on your hand. "Think about it, alright?"

Wanda left your room, leaving you alone with more thoughts than you had 30 minutes ago.

Stark decided to go to the next level for this party. He had a stage in the middle of the living room, a bunch of speakers, and a mic stand.

The party was more lively than normal. Everyone was teasing the future couple, much to your annoyance. Natasha and Bucky were the center of attention.

Apparently, Bucky loves getting all that recognition and attention, but deep down you know Natasha doesn't. Your ex-girlfriend loves parties, but she doesn't like it when she's the center of attention. Bucky doesn't seem to know it considering he's showing her off like she's just a trophy.

You sat at the bar, alone, drinking your Aunt Roberta cocktail. Clint approached you, Tony right behind him. You didn't acknowledge them, just continuing to watch the 'It Couple' as Tony calls them.

"You okay, Y/n?" Clint asked with a small smile. You're guessing he didn't know what happened, you didn't know if Natasha told him how she broke your heart. You just nodded in response, drinking down the last of your cocktail.

"They're such a nice couple, right? Natasha and Bucky? I'm not glad you and Nat broke up but I'm glad they found each other." Tony said with a grin, oblivious to the fact that you want to punch him in the face.

"Mhm." You responded with another nod. You couldn't do this sober, but the alcohol wasn't doing anything.

"Hey, Y/N, you should sing! You have a great voice, right!? You used to sing for Natasha when you were still together!" Tony slurred out, obviously intoxicated now. Clint nodded in agreement, both trying to convince you to sing.

You didn't want to, you weren't in the right mood to put on a show.

However, when your eyes drift to Natasha and Bucky slow dancing to your song, 'Wonderful Tonight' by Eric Clapton, the same song you two always danced to, you snapped.

You cleared your throat to steal Tony and Clint's attention. You stood up and fixed your suit's jacket. The polo you were wearing underneath had three buttons unbuttoned, showing just enough for men and women to go wild.

"I'll go sing, Anthony. The tablet beside the mic is connected to the speakers, right?" You asked as Tony nodded eagerly. He always liked it when you sang, saying you had a specific vibe he couldn't get from other singers.

Before you could fully walk away, Clint shouted at you, making you turn around and raise a brow at him.

"Go get your girl back." He mouthed then winked. You rolled your eyes at him before flipping him off.

When you reached the stage, Steve got off and handed you the mic with a smile. You sat down on the chair, everyone was surprisingly cheering for you. Mostly everyone's eyes were on you, excited for the song you were about to play.

You didn't dare to look into the audience, in fear of meeting those green eyes you used to call home. The fondness in them wasn't for you anymore, anyways.

"Hey, everyone. I hope y'all are having an amazing night. I do hope you enjoy these songs I'm about to play." You said as you clicked the instrumental version of the song you chose, on the tablet.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand

Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"

(Italics are flashbacks)

Three days after Natasha broke up with you, you decided to drive to a park where you two always went on. You sat on the exact bench where you asked her to be your girlfriend. Not a lot of people walked by, it was a slightly secluded area.

You stared at the lake in front of you, watching as the ducks you always used to feed with Natasha swim towards you. One duck in particular, the one you named Nibbles, the one you considered your child, approached you and stood on your foot.

You smiled sadly at him, caressing his fluffy head.

"Hi, Nibbles. Your mama isn't here, I'm sorry. We won't show up together anymore, buddy. I still promise to visit, okay?"

People were giving you weird looks but you didn't care. You just gave the duck a piece of bread that he dipped in the lake before waddling back to you so he could eat it beside you.

And how can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

You met those green eyes while singing the particular line. You couldn't read it, it had too many emotions for you to decipher. You saw her smile faltered though. You gave her a small bittersweet smile as everyone around you was singing along to the song and nodding their heads to the beat.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me

And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

"Where the fuck is Y/N, Wanda?" Natasha asked, barging in the younger redhead's room.

Wanda's head snapped to her door. She saw Natasha was holding the letter you left in her room over and over again, memorizing every sentence. A few tears escaped, but she immediately wiped them away. She saw how the 'Love Always, Y/N.' was smudged, like it got wet from a teardrop.

"What do you mean, Natasha? I thought you knew she left. She's gone, Nat. She left for a no-contact mission, even Fury doesn't know when she'll be back." Wanda said flatly, standing up to kick Natasha out of her room.

"Why'd you care anyways? Miss her?" Wanda said sarcastically with an eye roll.

"She didn't tell me." Natasha murmured, stepping out of the room.

"Why would she? You broke up with her, remember?" With that, Wanda closed the door to her room, making sure to lock it.

Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet

And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

You walked around the park, even walking the streets where you two would 'window shop' but you end up buying her everything she looks at. Your feet stopped when you saw the familiar ice cream parlor on the corner of the street.

You remember taking her there on your first half-anniversary, right after you two finished a mission. The mission was rough, it didn't physically hurt any of you but it did take a toll on your mental states. You wanted to cheer her up and distract her so you made up an occasion to convince her to go eat ice cream.

Policeman says, "Son, you can't stay here"

I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year.

Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows

If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go"

Your eyes met Steve's and he gave you a small smile. He remembers it too.

It was your first winter without Natasha. You were sitting on a swing in the park right in front of the compound. No one else was there except you cause it was cold and snowing really hard.

You felt someone sit on the swing beside you. It was Steve. He gave you a small comforting smile, nodding his head to greet you.

"You can't stay here all night, Y/N. It's cold, you should come in." He said in a low voice, trying to stay as casual as possible.

"I'm fine." You said, giving him an unconvincing smile.

"You're still waiting for her?" He asked. You looked at him but he was staring ahead.

You nodded timidly. "Always."

There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

"You're my world, Natasha." You murmured into her hair. You were cuddling in bed, her head on your chest.

She looked up at you, her ethereal green eyes staring up at you, filled with adoration. She smiled, that same smile that never fails to make your heart flutter no matter how many times you've seen it.

"I love you, детка." She whispered as you leaned down to press a soft kiss on her lips.

"I love you more, my Natalia."

Going back to the corner where I first saw you

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

When the last note ended, some were clapping, some were silent and looking at you in worry. You furrowed your brows, realizing a tear was currently rolling down your cheek.

You saw Clint giving you two thumbs up while Wanda was smiling sadly at you. You tried looking for your redhead, but you couldn't see her anywhere. Even Bucky wasn't there.

You bit your lower lip, trying to control your emotions. Did they leave together? Were they currently having the time of their life in Natasha's bedroom? Did Natasha bring Bucky to the rooftop like you two used to? Why did she leave?

You sighed and decided that you're going to take her absence as an answer to all your questions.

She moved on.

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th3-c0rps3-r0gu3 · 8 months

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Y/n: I did not sleep at all last night.

Tony: y'know what they say? If you can't sleep its because someone is thinking about you.

Y/n: ha! Who'd be thinking about me at 3am?

*Natasha panicking*

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pixiexdusts-world · 9 months

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Incorrect quote

Tony: Y/n... How do I begin to explain Y/n?

Bucky: Y/n is flawless.

Natasha: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000.

Steve: I hear they do car commercials... in Japan.

Peter: One time they punched me in the face... it was awesome.

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angelyuji · 9 days

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smart, genius yanderes making their obsession feel stupid and dumb so they rely on them for everything???? bimbo reader is one of my fav tropes becuz... i am stupid :)

tw // yandere content, emotional abuse, just being mean, yandere stuff u guys know the deal

constantly belittling you, demeaning you, as a way of lowering your self-esteem. making you second-guess everything you do as a way of making you depend on them for the simplest of tasks. snapping at you and immediately turning around and comforting you.

"don't be stupid. you should know better than that." he snaps, snatching the pen from your hands.

"what? what did i-" you feel your face heat from embarassment.

"(y/n), this is a job application." he snatches that paper from your hands.

"i know what it is..." you try to reach for it, but he holds it away. "i just want to help you."

"help me? i don't need your help, (y/n)." he grabs at your hair, pulling you off your chair to the ground. you yelp in pain as his fingers tangle in your hair and yank at your scalp. "why would they hire you? what qualities do you have that they would want? you're an idiot, a fucking idiot. you can barely cook a decent meal without my help." his voice was laced with venom. you feel tears slip down your face.

"i'm sorry." you meekly whisper. "you're right, i'm too stupid." you choke out a sob. he smiles before shushing you, letting go of your hair. he sits down next to you and pulls you into a hug. you melt into his touch.

"it's okay, that's why i'm here. to take care of you."

definitely: spencer reid (post-prison), bruce wayne, tony stark, 707, elias bouchard, gojo satoru

maybe: dick grayson, sam winchester, charles xavier, jason todd

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ghostofskywalker · 2 years

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Drunk in Love

Tony Stark/Reader

Fictober Day 12 of 31

Words: 920

Summary: You were sure that you and Tony were just a fling, having only kissed once and still early in your relationship. But after taking a few sips of Asgardian mead at a party, Tony stumbles up to your bedroom and proves that theory dead wrong.

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The sound of loud knocking stirred you from a restful sleep, and you weren’t even going to bother checking the door until you heard your name in what sounded like Tony’s voice. “Tony?” you asked, sitting up in bed. “Is that you?”

“Y/N!” That was definitely him, and he was definitely looking for you, something that only became more obvious when you opened the door.

The smile on his face was one of pure inebriation, and you had never seen Tony this drunk before. Sure, he wasn’t one to shy away from the bar when it came to the parties he liked to throw, but this was a whole new level. He was even leaning against the door frame to prop himself up, and you really began to wonder what had happened at the party after you left to go to bed.

“Tony, what are you doing here?” you asked. While your relationship was definitely one that was more than friendship, you really hadn’t crossed the line of “dating” yet, so it was a little bit surprising that he was here, instead of just going to sleep off the liquor in his own bed, which was much bigger than yours. You had only kissed once, and you hadn’t even had the chance to discuss the exact nature of your relationship yet.

“Thor had this stuff yeah,” he babbled as he stepped through the doorway, and that was all the information you needed before you started to put the puzzle pieces together. “And it was soooooooo good.”

You were honestly surprised that he could still be understood, because you had seen the effects of Asgardian mead before, and it usually knocked out anyone who took more than a sip (if you weren’t a super soldier or a god of course). “How much did you drink?” you asked gently as you closed the door behind him.

“Only a sip or two, they took it away from me before I could really drink any,” he said, and you nodded. “But holy shit was it smooth, I feel like I could do anything right now.” As he said this, he took a single step and stumbled, almost completely falling over.

Quickly, you rushed to his side, grabbing his arm to steady him and help him over to the bed. “Wow,” you said gently, suddenly sympathizing for all the times your sober friends had to herd you and the rest of the group around when you went out to bars. “Maybe you should wait until tomorrow to try doing anything though.”

“Hmm, that’s a good idea,” he said, practically flopping over onto your bed and making himself comfortable under the covers. He was still wearing his dress shirt, and tie, but honestly that was the least of your worries at this point. “Come here, I wanna cuddle.”

You sat on the edge of the bed, not sure what to do. Were there any adverse reactions you needed to be aware of? Was there a chance he would throw up in your bed? This was also the first time he had actively sought you out since the kiss you shared a few weeks ago, so there were a lot of questions about what you were to him running through your head.

When you still didn’t answer, he patted the area next to him and spoke again. “I can practically hear you thinking over there, and why aren’t you here with meeee?” You couldn’t help the small smile that crossed your face at his words, and you really hoped that this was an indicator of how he truly felt about you, because you would be heartbroken if he acted this cuddly when drunk and then went back to ignoring your existence once the alcohol wore off.

“Fine,” you said, gingerly getting into bed beside him. His arm immediately lifted to rest on your waist, and you snuggled slightly closer to him.

You were almost completely asleep when he spoke once more. “I love you, you know that?”

“What?” you asked, your eyes shooting open to look at him, all tiredness momentarily gone from your mind as you registered his words.

“I love you,” he repeated, not bothered by your confusion. “And I know I’m not supposed to know that yet because we’ve only kissed once, but I think I’ve loved you ever since I met you.”

“Tony-” you said softly, but he kept talking.

“I wanna ask you to be mine, but I’m sure you probably want someone with less baggage and a heart that works without an arc reactor, so I’ve just pulled away.”

Now you really wanted to respond. “Tony,” you said firmly, and he stopped babbling to look at you. “I don’t want anyone else but you, you idiot. Why do you think I’m letting you lay in my bed right now?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “I just-”

“It’s because I want to be with you too,” you said. “So if you’ve been hiding from me since we kissed, please stop.”

You could hear the drowsiness in his voice as he responded, and you knew he must be half asleep at this point. “Will you then? Be mine?”

You laughed softly as you leaned in to place a kiss on his forehead. “Of course.”

“Good,” you heard him mumble, right before the sound of light snoring filled the room, the godly liquor in his system finally winning out.

You couldn’t help but smile as you drifted off to sleep next to him.

- the end -

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sleepingdeath-light · 1 year

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thigh riding headcanons ; original avengers & loki (18+)

kinktober day twenty five extra

pairing ; bruce banner x gender neutral!reader, clint barton x gender neutral!reader, loki laufeyson x gender neutral!reader, natasha romanov x gender neutral!reader, steve rogers x gender neutral!reader, thor odinson x gender neutral!reader, tony stark x gender neutral!reader

note ; minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

bruce banner

thigh riding is the safest way for bruce to pleasure you because there’s very minimal risk of him hulking out and hurting you

it also allows you both to work around his busy schedule and the state of exhaustion it leaves him in

like he can just lay back in bed in his pyjamas and let you take care of yourself with minimal work on his end whilst he just praises and encourages you in equal measure

or you can just straddle him when he’s at his desk in the lab and take care of yourself whilst he works on some paperwork — one arm holding you steady against his chest whilst the other works on whatever s.h.i.e.l.d assigned to him

he also just enjoys seeing you ride his thighs because he gets a perfect view of every expression and reaction you give him

clint barton

thigh riding is usually used as a type of foreplay for clint or just as a way for you both to get off when you’re both too tired or too busy to do anything else

it’s usually very messy and clumsy, filled with lazily wandering hands and sloppy kisses as you love against each other

he’ll be half guiding you, half letting you take control — getting pleasure both from pleasuring you and from the minimal friction caused by you brushing against his clothes crotch

clint isn’t necessarily talkative when you guys do this, but he does tend to let out a good few grunts, groans and muffled moans that sound vaguely like your name

big on teasing you about it after the fact either through outright stating how good you looked/sounded/felt or by slapping/pinching/patting your ass as a sign of appreciation

loki laufeyson

thigh riding is an act that loki can either take or leave depending on your preferences

like he doesn’t dislike it, and in fact would quite enjoy to see you pleasuring yourself on his thigh — so desperate for him that you can get off without much intervention so long as he’s there

but he solidly prefers oral and penetrative sex to thigh riding

that being said, if you were to ask him he’d be more than happy to oblige — spreading his legs wide to accommodate you where he’s sat and patting one thigh in an inviting gesture be treated by the smug, mischievous smirk that graces his features

he’d either give you his complete attention or none at all; either returning his focus back to whatever it was he was doing beforehand (likely reading a book) and allowing you to take what you needed from him, or taking complete control and guiding you every step of the way as you get off on his thigh

the former is a subtle way to humiliate you and get you to beg for him — to show off the effect he has on you without him having to say a word (you can’t get off without him yet you’re eager enough to soil his clothes with your desperation)

and the latter is a complete show of his dominant nature: large hands grasping at your waist or hips to hold you in place with no room for argument, piercing eyes shamelessly looking over every inch of your body, strong thigh pressed up against your clothed sex and silver tongue teasing and mocking you for your desperation

either way, your climax will come on his terms and you’ll be receiving plentiful teasing commentary before, during and after the fact (including remarks about you returning the favour in due time)

natasha romanov

thigh riding is something that nat enjoys being on the giving and receiving end of depending on her mood

if you’ve been good or she’s too tired to have sex with you, she’ll instruct you to straddle her thigh and ride it — keeping one hand on your hip to maintain control as she lets you take what you need

though this doesn’t mean she’ll let you get away with anything — you’re still very much so at her mercy even if you’re on top, so expect to be given instructions to follow and proper punishments if you fail to do so

even if your relationship is more vanilla, nat would still maintain this air of dominance she’d just lay off the punishments

if she were to ride you, however, it’s usually due to a combination of your misbehaviour and her need for release

as in she’ll straddle you and take whatever pleasure she wants, allowing you to see her completely bare and horny, but forbidding you from touching her and denying you that same release in return (i.e. you can see her but you cannot touch her)

steve rogers

thigh riding is a completely alien concept to steve and would only really be done if he’s too busy to tend to you otherwise (such as if he’s prepping for a mission and has been neglecting you)

doesn’t really guide you as he trusts you enough to let you take what you need, but will have one hand lightly gripping your waist to make sure you don’t fall

will dutifully follow any requests you make of him — though he will 100% get rather red in the face and stammer slightly through his “of course”s and “like that?”s

and whilst he does try to get his work done, he can’t help but get distracted and aroused by the sounds you’re making and the feeling of you sliding along his thigh — especially if you’re leaving a wet patch behind

so despite his best efforts, no more work will be done after this as thigh riding will usually precede love making unless he’s physically unable to do so for some reason

thor odinson

thor is always eager to please you and can get off on giving pleasure alone, so thigh riding would be something he’d happy to try with you

starts off very chatty and vocal, one hand leisurely resting on the small of your back as he praises and compliments you in every tongue he knows — only occasionally breaking it up with questions about if you’d like him to do anything

trusts you to take the reins for the most part, but will sometimes move his thigh up to meet you just to get a reaction out of you

well he tries to hand over the reins, but after a while the combined friction of your leg accidentally brushing against his crotch and the feeling of your arousal through his clothes starts to get the better of him and he starts to take control

of course he’s still chasing your high, but the way his large hands are gripping your waist and his mouth is crashing against yours — successfully muffling the loud groans and grunts he’s making — may be enough to convince you otherwise

but either way you’ll end up reaching your high soon enough, with plentiful bruises on your hips and the swollen lips to prove it

tony stark

tony tends to treat thigh riding as a type of foreplay or one way of him to meet you in the middle if you have a higher libido — which would be shocking considering his reputation

he doesn’t really get too much pleasure out of having you ride him, but he’s not shy about enjoying the view - tending to lean back on his forearms and letting you take what you need

shamelessly looks you up and down and is very big on dirty talk when you’re riding his thighs — commenting on how he can feel you through his clothes and telling you to just “take what you need honey/babe/etc.” whilst he relaxes

as foreplay he’d be much more involved, using it as a way to make sure you’re prepped and excited beforehand by moving with you and reaching down to play with you through your clothes as you grind against him

but either way this man will not be subtle about how much he loves seeing you come undone on top of him

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Admirably perfect

hey i was wondering if you could write me a tony x insecure plus size reader it would mean alot.

Tony stark x plus size reader

Hurt and comfort kinda, really sweet ending

1,245words

Warnings: no pronouns, there is a body type mentiond and its plus sized but its not specified on weight or anything, negative thoughts of ones self but tony fixes it and is hella loving, nudity but in the way of bathing, insecurities, body dysmorphia? Negative self thoughts, talk and self image.

FLUFFY ENDING!!

No gender, age or skin types mentioned

Don't like it? Don't read it.

You are responsible for your media consumption especially when theres a warning.

Edited to the best of my abilities

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Pulling, tugging fixing the bottom hem of your shirt, it had been a pretty easy going day, you had gotten through everything you had planned out and than some, overworking yourself to the bone, overwhelming yourself but now the busy part of the day was over and you were on your walk to the tower, deciding to stop and treat yourself with a pastry from your favorite cafe and two drinks, one for yourself and one for tony.

Your order getting called and the lady behind the counter bids you a good day after telling you to be careful, that the pastry was still very hot.

Rounding the corner, the entrance to the tower you watch as a few of the employees leave to go home, laughing, hips swaying, not a care in the world, but something about seeing people with the media's depiction of an 'ideal' body just eats at you, no matter what people will always have more confidence in their bodies.

Doing your best to shrug it off you walk to the elevator and head up to where you knew you’d find tony, after a long day like today its always perfect to end it with warm cuddles and maybe a drink or two.

The elevator dings signaling the arrival to the selected floor, stepping off and heading straight to the lab where you find your husband focused deeply on soldering a circuit board or something.

Passing by a reflective wall paneling it didn't matter to your mind if the metal gave off a warped image in return your thoughts still started up screaming, berating you, 'he’s with you to make himself look better, loose a little weight and you’d be perfect, should you really be eating that' and so much more, looking down at your pastry, a miniscule shake in your head not just to clear your thoughts but to also tell that part of your mind that you weren’t going to indulge in your reward, instead you set it down on the table in front of him alongside his drink and your own.

He turns to you with a smile, something that was rare before he had you in his life, you are his light, a ray of sunshine in his worst moments, you are his hope. "Hello gorgeous, how are you?"

He pulls you into a welcoming embrace, giving you a peck on the cheek and a kiss on the lips before pulling away to clean up his station so he can spend the rest of the day with you. "I’m good, just a little frazzled from the day ya-know "

Grabbing his drink and the pastry in its bag and noticing its your personal favorite, "hey love? Where’s your treat?" He questions, shrugging it off, I ate mine on the walk here" smiling to polish off the lie, it hurt but what was even more painful was telling someone you feel inadequate because of something that has hurt you all your life.

Getting to the penthouse level he puts the pastry in the fridge instead of eating it, he was definitely picking up on your feelings, he just isn’t sure yet what’s going on. Walking to your shared room

"I was thinking we should go on a date tonight what do you think? Especially since you just finished that project, you deserve a celebration", entering the closet slipping off your jacket and hanging it back up.

Keeping your eyes cast away from the mirror, "where to?" Peaking out of the closet, "i was thinking that new Italian place downtown we could wear our matching outfits we got recently"

It sounded so perfect, so sweet, for that moment your mind was silenced by his voice, a song of bell and chime in your orchestra of thoughts it resonates so loud in its gentle tone that it stood out.

Feeling giddy you grab your outfit and his matching suit, laying his out on the bed and walking off to the bathroom to get changed, your avoidance of reflections completely forgotten about for the time being.

Slipping out of your work clothes and into your nice outfit for date night, fixing your hair, making sure everything was perfect, Stepping back to admire your work, your mess you’re a mess, the thoughts are back, louder than ever, drowning out his chime in the wind, or his knock on the door, pressing inward on your waist, hands rough and scorching gripping skin from your stomach, your arms, your hips and ever squeezing your face, it hurt it burned, it ripped your heart from your chest, the rushing in your ears and the quickly winding thoughts, not noticing he had opened the door to make sure you were okay, he had been calling to you and you hadn’t answered, watching your world from his spot it broke him to see your eyes distort your beauty, your radiance, to dim your shine.

A cooler, pair of hands pull your fiery ones into his.

"I’m so sorry love" he whispers into your ear staring your mind to listen to him, a calm in the chaos, "may i do something?" He seeks your eyes in the mirror, taking a moment you nod in agreement, his hands leaving yours and finding their way to your hips.

His hands delicately tracing every curve to your hips, "these, are wonderful, they’re perfect, they do their job yes?" Once again nodding.

"I’ve got to hear you" he places a kiss just below your ear, "y-yes" you stammer.

His hands move up your frame and forward to your tummy, "this is perfect, its absolute perfection and its soft, like a stomach should be" placing a kiss below where the first one was, "wanna know a secret? ", you shrug "sure why not".

"Even Steve-the-super-soldier-Rogers has a soft stomach, i found that one out while wrestling" causing you to chuckle but also letting a few tears loose.

His hands slowly find their way up to your face, cupping your cheeks, "can you tell me what this is?" He presses, shaking your head in his hands, still too hesitant.

"This is beauty, its perfection, it is human, and it is you, i wake up every morning just to see you smile at me, because somehow the world gave me someone with an even worse sleep habit than myself but that’s besides the fact-" he chuckles, his chest vibrating against your back-" i cant help but love this, to love all of you because your body shape or weight don’t depict anything, you are beyond perfect and you carry so much love and light" acing one more kiss to your shoulder, turning you around and wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his forehead against your own looking you deeply in the eyes” I love all of you and im here to help you see what i see because you are other worldly and i am so lucky to have you" he emphasizes by finally placing a kiss to your lips.

He can feel the tear tracks raised in your skin, kissing them as well.

"Lets stay home instead, let me treat you" he whispers, stepping away to run a warm bubble bath for you, helping you out of you dress clothes, leaving the room and returning moments later with a glass of red wine, when he says take care he really means spoil and he’s definitely going to go above and beyond tonight.

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I loved writing this so much

#tony stark x y/n #tony stark x reader #tony stark fluff #tony stark #tony stark x plus sized reader #tony stark x fem!reader #tony stark x female reader #tony stark x gender neutral reader #tony stark x gn! reader #tony stark x male reader #tony stark reader insert

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upat4amwiththemoon · 1 year

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Hey can I have a platonic teen gn reader who has dyslexia( it is a reading and writing disability) x Avengers who goes to Peter’s school. They feel worthless and frustrated because they need help yet they can’t help others with English. So they try very hard yet it barely gets noticed. They are working so hard to the point they break. It is ok if you don’t do it. Thanks

Struggles

Summary: Working twice as hard just to reach their level.

Pairing: Avengers x gn!teen!reader

Warnings: I have a limited knowledge of dyslexia

Word count: 706

a/n: hopefully this is what you had in mind

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore

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Y/N mumbles a paragraph from the assigned book again. It’s the third time they are reading it through, struggling to fully comprehend what’s being said. Frustration is starting to rise, as the book has to be read by the end of the week, and they have to write a short essay on it to prove they read it.

“This one had a mast thin as a sapling. Its sail hung skewed and fraying, its sides were patched. I remember the jump in my throat when the sailor lifted his face. Burnt it was, an shiny with sun. A mortal.” They read out loud slowly, taking time with each individual word. Sighing, they rub the space between the brows, starting to feel a tension headache coming.

They don’t have a lot of motivation to do this, because they work so hard on every single assignment, but the grades aren’t showing it. It seems like everyone else in her English class is getting effortless As and Bs, while they are crawling along with Cs and Ds.

Slamming the book shut, they throw it to the ground. Y/N leans their head against the table, shutting their eyes tightly. The amount of work they have to put in their school work is starting to get overwhelming.

Taking a deep breath in and letting it out, Y/N lifts their head and gets back to reading. They know they have to use more time to finish the work, even if it’s starting to feel like too much.

Y/N stares at their paper as they and Peter walk into the compound. D. All that work for a D. Their eyes are burning as the two come up to the living room, where some of the Avengers are hanging out. Although, Peter doesn’t live at the compound, he spends a lot of his time there, being good friends with Y/N.

“Hey, kids!” Tony is the first one to greet them. “Got your English assignments back today?”

Peter nods, taking out his paper. “I got a B+.” He smiles.

“Great job, kid!” He claps his hands together once.

“I know the Avengers work takes a lot out of the both of you, so we want you guys to know we’re proud of you.” Steve smiles before turning to Y/N. “What did you get?”

“A D.” They mumble, eyes and cheeks burning. Their gaze is cast downwards, away from their team’s eyes. They don’t want to see any disappointed looks. “I’m sorry, I really tried. I worked so hard on it. I did my best, but it wasn’t enough.” Their voice starts to crack and their whole body shake.

“Hey, hey,” Natasha gets out of her seat, walking to Y/N, “it’s okay. Grades aren’t everything, you don’t need to apologize.” She wraps her arms around them.

“But it’s not just this assignment, it’s every single one.” They lean against Natasha.

“Why didn’t you tell us? Or ask help from anyone?” Steve asks.

Y/N hiccups, lifting their head. “I wanted to prove I could do it by myself, that I could be just as good as everyone else. But I couldn’t.”

“We all need help with something.” Peter sets his hand on Y/N’s arm. “I always need Steve’s help with history. I just can’t remember all the names and years on my own.” Steve nods in confirmation. “I’ll help you out with English, okay? We can work on the assignments together.”

Wiping away their tears, Y/N nods lightly. They didn’t necessarily feel good about crying in front of everyone, wanting to keep a capable picture of themselves in front of the others, but they still feel relieved to get it all out in the open.

“Thank you.” They whisper.

“We’re all here to help you, kid.” Tony speaks up. “Well, they are. I’m no help in book essay thingies.”

With a small laugh, Y/N nods again. “Do you want to go over our essays together now?” Peter asks.

“Yeah.”

Peter and Y/N start walking out of the room. “You two always make us proud!” Tony shouts after them, showing a thumbs up. Peter smiles giddily as they walk towards his room, craving Mr Stark’s acceptance.

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