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I hate that I love you - Jack Wilder Imagine

Prompt: Reader is an FBI Special Agent who arrests the four Horsemen along with Agent Fuller after they robbed the bank. Unfortunately Reader has met Jack before and they develop a love-hate-relationship.

Authors note: So this is the first imagine I´m putting up on this blog. I had this idea in my head for quite a long time now and I finally wrote it. It got pretty long tho so I forced myself to stop at one point. Since I´m having a lot more ideas for this story there´s probably gonna be a Part 2. I´m sorry for any typos but its currently 4am and I just spent about 3 hours on this so I don’t really feel like editing it right now. I hope whoever reads this likes it tho.

Fandom: Now you see me

Pairing: Jack Wilder x Reader

Warning: There´s like one cuss word 

Word Count:  1.622

„Alright, let´s get those magicians”, I said to Agent Fuller and the rest of our team. We were at the Aria Hotel ready to arrest the so called Horsemen for robbing a bank at their show last night. I had to admit that I thought Fuller was just messing with me when he told me about them. I mean magicians? C´mon these guys are entertainers. However it didn´t matter what they are. What matters is that they somehow managed to rob a bank in Paris from a Las Vegas stage in less than 10 minutes.  We were standing in front of their door silently nodding at each other and then I kicked the door open.

 “FBI! Hands where I can see them!” Fuller and I screamed at the same time. I don’t know what I was expecting but definitely not this. The Horsemen didn’t even flinch. It was as if they were already expecting us. Merritt McKinney was lying on a couch reading and not even bothering to put his book down. It took Agent Fuller to scream at him again so that he let the book rest on his chest and held his hands up. Daniel Atlas was standing at the window with a deck of cards in his hands. At least he put his hands up even though I did not like that smug look on his face. Jack Wilder was what it looked like sleeping on a chair with his feet on a table. I walked over to him with my gun pointed at his chest as he put his hands in the air. He looked rather bored but as soon as he saw me a grin spread on his face.

 “(Y/N), good to see you again. Look, about that last-“ “It´s Agent (Y/L/N) to you”, I cut him off. “C´mon are we really going to the last name calling? It´s not like I don´t know you.” The other Agents gave me questioning looks I simply decided to ignore. I hadn’t told them that I knew Jack Wilder. After all it was none of their business.

 I met him on my way home a few weeks ago when he `accidentally` bumped into me and wanted to apologize by showing me a little card trick. I like magicians and on top of that he was very handsome so I let him. He told me to pick a card, put it back into the deck and then he started to shuffle it.

 “I´m Jack by the way.” His smile was contagious. “(Y/N)” I replied while he cut the deck with one hand and one card shot out of the middle right into his hand. “Is this your card?” I couldn’t help but grin at him. “This is a phone number.” “Yeah it is and you´re free to keep it” His smile was actually the cutest one I had seen in a very long time.  “You know, you said you were going to show me a card trick to make up for bumping into me. You still don´t know what my card was though so I guess I can´t call you because you didn´t keep your promise which doesn´t change anything about you being that asshole who almost made me fall onto the ground and I´m afraid you being so utterly handsome still doesn´t make up for it.” I crossed my arms smiling at him and waiting for his next move.

 He did look surprised for a split second but his grin didn’t vanish. “Well, if you insist.” With a swift movement of his hand the phone number turned into my card - the ace of hearts – with the slight difference of a number being written across the middle of it. “Now, was this your card?” A laugh escaped my lips and I grabbed the card saying: “I guess it was even though I like this version much better.” He wasn´t that much taller than me but that didn’t change the fact that he was looking down at me with a huge smile across his lips. He was just about to say something opening his mouth but I grabbed his wrist and put it quite high on his back. My smile had faded and so had his. Instead he looked pretty shocked. 

“Woah, hey, hold on, hold on.” I kept quiet for a little longer wanting to hear his excuse. “Were you just trying to steal my wallet?” I asked him not very friendly. Yes, he was handsome and yes, I did enjoy that little flirt but I would not let him steal from me. “What? Why would you think that? I-“ I cut him off getting tired of this. “I´m going to stop you right there. I am an FBI Special Agent and I don’t like it when the bad guys are lying to me. Are you doing this to all the girls? Now listen to me very closely. I will let go of you and you won´t run away, do you understand?” He made a huffed noise which I took as a yes. I let go of his arms and he turned around to face me. 

“What? No apology?” I asked arms crossed once again. “You´re from the FBI?” He asked in awe and I had to keep myself of smiling at him because he just looked too cute with disbelief plastered all over his face. “Does that sound like an apology to you?” I must have looked intimidating because after a few seconds of staring at him he sighed and opened his mouth for what I was expecting an apology. “I´m sorry, (Y/N), but I didn’t try to steal anything from you.” That made me raise up my eyebrows. He was actually going to stick to that story. I knew exactly that he wanted to steal my wallet and yet here he stood telling me he didn’t. Pathetic. 

 “Don´t lie to me, Jack. I know what you were about to do but I´m FBI. I don’t deal with pick-pocketers and it´s been a long day so I really wish this wouldn´t have happened. I like you, Jack, and trust me I would´ve called but whatever. Just go now.” His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Are you serious?” “I am but if I ever see you again I promise you I will put you in handcuffs.” A smile started to form on his face and I couldn´t help but smile back. Even if it was just a small smile. “Either way it was still a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N).” “Wish I could say the same thing about you, Jack.” With a last smile and a wink he turned around and walked away.

 And that´s the story of how I met Jack Wilder. I didn´t know he was one of the Four Horsemen but when Fuller showed me their faces I thought one of them looked oddly familiar and when he told me his name was Jack Wilder I immediately recognized him as the guy who had tried to steal my wallet weeks ago. I had to admit that it was nice seeing his face again. The circumstances weren´t so nice though. 

“Like I said, it´s Agent (Y/L/N).” Just in that moment Henley Reeves appeared at the stairs putting on her jacket causing almost all Agents to point their weapons at her. “Do one of you guys mind giving as a hand with our bags?” She asked while she put her hands up. I didn´t like the tone of her voice but it wouldn´t be of any use to call her out on it so I just focused my attention back to Jack. “Let`s go”, Fuller said and I grabbed Jacks arms making him stand up so I could put him into handcuffs. 

“Last time we saw each other you did promise me you would put me into handcuffs, I just thought my charm would prevent you from doing so and instead you´d go on an actual date with me”, he said while I walked him out of the hotel room and led him downstairs. “Shut up, Wilder.” I couldn´t have him talk to me like that in front of my fellow agents or they would start questioning my authority. “No, I´m serious. I really wanted to ask you out but then that happened. I guess some would say it was the universe that brought us here together once again, don´t you think so?” He was messing with me just like McKinney was messing with Fuller but somehow he managed to get the idea of going on a date with him into my head and I couldn´t stop thinking about it. “I said shut the fuck up!” “Hey, no need to scream. I was just stating the fact that I find you very attractive, alright. However I already made myself clear about that last time, didn´t I?”

 These Horsemen had all of this planned, I could feel it. None of them were surprised or showed even the slightest change of emotion when we entered their room and now they were all talking to us as if we were not arresting them. Something was going on and I did not like it. When I sat back in the car next to Fuller he was giving me a questioning look. “Drive.” I didn´t feel like talking right now especially because I knew that he wanted to talk about Jack Wilder and if I did I might accidentally tell him something I didn´t want to speak out loud. Jack Wilder had been spinning around my head since the day I first met him and seeing him again like this didn´t make things any easier for me. God forbid when I need to interrogate him.



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QuickTypes: Marvel Cinematic Universe (Part 1/Phase 1):

Note: Those who have already been typed on the site, I’ll put a link to the main typing. I wanted to make a little master-guide to the whole thing, both characters who are already typed and QuickTypes for those who aren’t.


Tony Stark - ESFP

Pepper Potts - ISTJ

Agent Phil Coulson - INFJ

James “Rhodey” Rhodes/War Machine: ESFJ

Rhodey is highly concerned with public image, playing by the rules, and working within the system to make the world a better place (Fe/Si). He tends to be very upfront with his feelings and perceptive into those of other people. He’s not the kind of ESFJ who blindly offers affirmation to others; rather he’s the kind who just tells people what they need to feel (”What you need is time to get your mind straight.”) He wants to keep his dignity and tries to act cool, but often gets undermined in this (usually by Tony). He tends to be very cautious and avoids undue risks. 

Obadiah Stane/Iron Monger: ESTJ

Stane is your typical Te-dominant villain; objective, critical, organized, a tad perfectionist, and goal-oriented. He tends to wear false emotions; he most likely hates Tony Stark but acts affectionately towards him in public to maintain appearances. While most Te-dominant villains are ENTJ, Stane doesn’t appear to plan very far ahead; instead, he looks to the past to prepare for the future. He’s fond of comparing his plan and other people to historical incidents and expects that if Tony Stark WAS ABLE TO BUILD THIS IN A CAVE! WITH A BOX OF SCRAPS!, then naturally his servants should be able to recreate it with the best tools, right? (Si).


Bruce Banner: INTP

Betty Ross: INFJ


Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow: ISTP

Nick Fury: ESTJ

Ivan Vanko: ISFJ

Vanko’s motivation is something that happened years ago that he just can’t let go of. He refers to past actions and experiences; he acts because of the death of his loved one (his father) and simply wants vengeance. He adapts himself to new circumstances, changing his behavior depending on who he’s manipulating (a demonstration of how strong Si/Fe can be used by an antagonist.) He wants to recreate his home environment as closely as possible, and recognizes that the bird they’ve brought is not his exact bird, despite looking virtually identical to the audience. He utilizes his lower Ti and Ne in order to slip out of his personas and trick people into doing what he wants them to. 

Justin Hammer: ENFJ

Hammer is your typical ENFJ villain. Smarmy and polite on the surface, conforming to laws of society and expectations for emotions; utilizing pleasantries and creating a friendly environment in order to appear his best. He’s a tad emotionally volatile and quite over-the-top; he luxuriates in front of a crowd, with people cheering his name. He has an overarching goal (crush the competition) and will utilize anything he sees to attain that goal. His treatment of Vanko marks his nature; Fe dominant coddling, Ni auxiliary long-term goal and symbolism monolguing, Se utilization of an immediate asset, and inferior Ti lack of logic in thinking that asset is just going to cooperate blindly.


Thor Odinson: ESTP

Loki: ENFJ

Jane Foster: INFJ

Clint Barton/Hawkeye: ISTP

Darcy Lewis; ESTJ

Odin: ESTJ

Odin displays his objective, dominant Te in his decision to banish Thor; he’s always pragmatic and quick to grab onto anything that can be utilized for his higher goals. He takes the infant Loki from Jotunheim with the goal of eventually creating a peace through him; however, he doesn’t seem to have enough forethought to think out how this goal would be accomplished. He usually does things as they have always been done in the nine realms; he refers to events of the past and tries to keep things in a stable and comfortable place. He expects people to play by the rules and when they don’t he merits out punishment. His lack of overt affection due to utilizing his inferior Fi mostly just in his sense of justice and nobility definitely plays a role in screwing up both sons (who also share no functions with him and thus struggle to see his point of view.)

Lady Sif: ISTJ

Sif acts within the rules set out for warriors in Asgardian society. She refers to how things were in the past, discusses her personal experiences with people, and wants things to stay as they were with little regard for the present climate. She’s mostly objective, efficient and quick to get things done. She believes passionately in the people she cares about, and sticks to emotions she’s harbored for a long time. She isn’t very open to change or to the new. She is keen to be a part of history (”People will tell stories of this day.”) She’s generally quite honorable and does what must be done, pushing her personal feelings aside for the good of the realm and of her friends.

Dr. Erik Selvig: ISFJ

Selvig generally acts on how things have been in the past. He stands for the good of his friends and loved ones, getting Thor out of prison because it’s what Jane would want regardless of the consequences to himself or to others. He recalls details quite well; he’s reluctant to believe in the mystic and the magical, as they were things he read in childrens’ books and thus not a part of adult life. He’s generally quite logical and uses his Ti well; he has enough wherewithal to build the failsafe into the portal in The Avengers. His trauma from that experience sticks with him and unhinges him to the extent that he starts running around babbling like a lunatic in Thor the Dark World, struggling to let go of the experience and overindulging in his lower functions.

Queen Frigga: ESFJ

Frigga is open, loving and supportive in general. She’s caring and reassuring towards her loved ones and openly accepting of her sons; regardless of what Loki does, she still loves him; regardless of Thor’s impulsiveness, her feelings do not change, and she is very upfront with those emotions, even to Odin. She’s creative and experimental with her lower-functions, and utilizes them to act more as a trickster than a warrior. She wants things to remain as they were, to keep her family together as they once were, regardless of chancing circumstances like Thor’s impulsive behavior or Loki’s genocidal rages.

Heimdall: ISFP

Heimdall is quietly honorable and motivated by his beliefs in right or wrong. He wants what is good for the realm and also what is right and just in general. He feels things quite deeply but keeps that emotional turmoil within, rarely sharing his true feelings with others and showing openness only towards Thor, whom he seems to trust. He’s quite observant (he does see everything, after all) and notices even the slightest anomaly. He takes action quickly when it needs to be done. He has a great deal of vision and higher-picture thinking; his observant nature and his gut instincts allow him to piece together Loki’s true intentions before anyone else. 

The Warriors Three: 

Because they get very little screentime, I can only give surface guesses for them. My best estimate is: Fandrall as ENTP, Hogun as ISTJ, and Vostallg as ESFP. Fandrall is quick to make associations and comparisons, conforms his behavior to best suit the situation (he stops Sif from getting herself in trouble with Loki, aware of the consequences), and utilizes Ne-Ti wit in many comments in order to make dry jokes at his teammates’ expense. Hogun is duty-bound to his people and prefers to go about executing his duties in the most straighforward manner possible. Volstagg reacts mostly to the moment and doesn’t discuss his feelings openly, instead preferring to do rather than contemplate. Those are just estimates and very shallow ones, but they don’t have enough screentime to go deeper. 


Steve Rogers ISFJ

Peggy Carter ENTJ

Bucky Barnes ESTP

Colonel Chester Phillips: ISTJ

Phillips tends to judge things quickly and based on surface details. He’s interested in the details and minituae of things; Steve is a 90 pound asthmatic, he’s obviously not the right choice for this formula. He follows the rules and goes with tradition. He’s generally blunt and direct, barking orders in the typical angry military guy style and telling off people for disobedience. He keeps any emotions very close to the chest and rarely discusses his beliefs. He’s pretty much there to run day-to-day schematics and keep things in line.

Johann Schmidt/Red Skull: INTJ

Schmidt has the usual Ni-dominant villain quirks - long monologues about the symbolic reasoning for his grand plan, love of myth symbolism and archetypes and how they tie into what he hopes to achieve, a sense of how everything is connected. He has a grand vision for how the world will be - a glorious future with no flags - and will do whatever it takes, by any means necessary, to accomplish that future. He’s objective and eliminates anything in his way. He appears to have some twisted idea of how his grand scheme is right for the world. He is rather indifferent to what’s going on around him, showing his Se-inferior by doing stupid things like not just letting go of the Tesseract before it fries him into nothing, but does demonstrate the Se need for things  to conform visually to his grand ideas.

Dr. Armin Zola: ISTP

Zola is mostly a man of logic and science, piecing together the world around him and usually just stating facts or the obvious. He is mostly a man of thought and objective observation. He utilizes whatever he sees around him in order to achieve his bigger picture goals (Se/Ni), for example, grabbing onto the wounded Bucky Barnes and utilizing him for his Winter Soldier experiments. He is mainly rational and strives to survive and thrive; he doesn’t chomp a cyanide pill like the other HYDRA agents because of this, and cares more about thriving in the moment and planning for his own future than any kind of grand goal.


Agent Maria Hill: INTP

Maria Hill is generally logical, objective and observes/states simple facts in her conversation with others. She likes to put things simply and in as straightforward a manner as possible. She asks lots of questions and prefers to get her facts clear before acting. She thinks about possibilities and worries about the potential short-term consequences; she makes a lot of quick connections and demonstrates an ability to comprehend truths of her situation quickly and compartmentalize them into a clear and well-defined system (Ti/Ne). She trusts things she’s already seen work and prefers to stick to the tried-and-true methods of getting things done. Although she asks lots of questions, she likes to be in a position where she can just say “Yes, sir” and follow the rules, get things done. (Si). When she’s not on duty, she’s relaxed, friendly, and inquisitive, using her inferior Fe to put people at ease. Her main defining attribute though is her willingness to ask questions, probe deeper, and gain a better understanding.


So from last night's episode, I'd say Fitz is the show's Iron Man

* Super genius inventor
* Abusive father
* Loves his mother more than anything
* Can be a snarky little shit
* Does experiments behind people’s backs
* Trust and abandonment issues
* Just wants to keep his family together
* Protective boyfriend
* Tons of insecurities
* His best friend is a black man who sometimes gets overwhelmed by his technobabble (I’d say Mack is his best friend since Simmons already has the girlfriend / true love position)

Okay, now I’m just imagining an episode where Fitz and Mack borrow the Iron Man and War Machine suits. Marvel, pls.


This little blurb is for my darling @t-starkasm who sent me this picture of a very obvious Smitten Kitten!!

So I added another little bit to the ORIGINAL STORY to include this darling little scene!!!



The ringtone of Steves phone completely interrupted the mission briefing, and absolutely made Agent Coulsons jaw drop.

Who let the dogs out? Who who who who! Who let the dogs out?”

“Oh my god.” His face flamed red and he scrambled to mute it. “I am so sorry, Agent Coulson, Colonel Rhodes, its um—”

“Captain Rogers.” Rhodey was trying his damnest to keep the snmirk off his face. “Captain Rogers.” he cleared his throat. “Would I be correct in assuming that Seargent Barnes is the one calling you right now?”

“I–I–” the Lion shifter swallowed back a growl of annoyance. “My mate changed my ringtone, I apologize.”

“Sorry, but Seargent Barnes chose that as his ringtone?” Agent Coulson asked in that quietly, polite way of his. “Seargent Barnes, the Alpha Wolf shifter?”

“Not that mate. My other mate, Tony.” he breathed a deep sigh. Tony had changed his ringtone because hed been upset Steve couldnt stay with him all day today. Not that Steve had wanted to spend his whole day locked in the conference room talking about missions and personell. No he would much rather be snuggled up in bed with both his mates. He missed Tony and Bucky so much he nearly ached. He needed a break from all this. A break from being Captain America. A break from being Steve. He needed to just be Bucky and Tonys mate, and let them take care of him.

Steve shook his head and pushed those thoughts away. He had been feeing down for weeks now and didnt really know what to do about it.

“If you’ll excuse me.” he said politely. “I need to take this.”

“Ah. Of course.” Coulson said with a little smile. “By all means, take your mates call.”

“Thank you. Just a few minutes.” Steve stepped into the hallway and opened his phone. “Bucky, I swear to god. You know I am in a meeting, I will muzzle your–”

“911, Steve.” Buckys voice was stressed, nearly a whine. “911, our room. Its Tony.”

“Oh shit.” Steve only stepped into the conference room long enough to snatch his shield, and took off running, no apology or explanation or anything.

“ I havent been around the compound much since this all happened.” Coulson commented mildly. “Does this sort of thing–”

“Tony is the most high maintenance person in the world. Also the most high maintence shifter. Steve and Bucky have their hands full all the time.”

“Tony only weighs eighty pounds.” Coulson raised his eyebrows and Rhodey just started laughing.

“Phil. You literally have no idea how much of a handful Tony can be.”

“Isnt his shifter form a cat?”

Phil. You have no idea.” The colonel collapsed back into his chair, shoulders shaking.

“But both Rogers and Barnes are Alpha–”

“Phil.” Rhodey was full on cackling now, wiping his tears away. “You have no idea.”

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Favorite Conversation in Now You See Me
  • Agent Rhodes: Please tell me this is a joke. I just got Willie Meirs to finger Pauli Andanasio . I'm a month, two tops, from blowing this whole thing wide open. Get Turklson.
  • Evans: He's in in Atlantic City.
  • Agent Rhodes: Wha-what about Cowan? Look at him. He's just sitting there on his ass.
  • Agent Cowan: Hilarious Rhodes
  • Agent Rhodes: I love you
  • Agent Cowan: ...Asshole
Imagine escaping Agent Rhodes with Jack

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“Hurry up Jack,” you yelled up the stairs as you pulled on your flats, bracing yourself on the door as you hop a little to get them on. “Henley said be there by 7 and its already 6:50.”

“I’m coming, I’m coming” Jack says, breathing heavily as he dashes down the stairs. “We good to go?” You nod and you both walk out of the house, Jack locking the door after you’ve stepped out.

“6:55,” you warned as Jack drove wildly through a yellow light.

“Danny’s gonna have my ass for this,” Jack moans, barely slowing down for the stop sign.

You shake your head. “Did you bring match sticks for the fire?”

“Yeah” Jack says, leaning over the steering wheel and staring intently at the road.

“Are the other three going to be there?” you ask, clutching your seat belt as Jack swerves through two lanes, cutting off a red car.

Jack shakes his head, pulling to a stop in from of the building. “They’re probably long gone by now.”

“Good,” you say as you jump out of the car and follow Jack inside and up the stairs.

Jack smiles, unlocking the door and letting you in first before closing it quietly behind you. “You love this,” he states, walking to the middle room and gathering a handful of papers, he starts tossing them into the fire, not waiting to the see the paper get enveloped in flames.

Smiling to yourself, you come to stand next to him, helping him toss paper into the fire. Just as you threw a string bound stack into the flames, the door slams open a man in a suit followed closely by Rhodes.

Jack smiles wickedly before charging the suited man, driving him into the kitchen. Once they’re out of sight, you turn to Rhodes. He’s standing a few feet in front of you, his gun leveled at your chest.

“Can’t shoot me?” you taunted, backing up until your back hits a table. Rhodes follows, making a face as you grope the table behind you, smiling when you find what you want.

“You sure as hell can’t outrun a gun, no mater what magic you use,” he spits, saying magic as if it were an insult.

You pretend to think as he takes a step closer. “Eh, I think I can,” you say, snapping you fingers to fan out the cards in them.

Rhodes laughs, taking another step forward. “With cards?” he says, feeling confident against the rectangles of plastic in your hands. “I think not.”

You smirk, enjoying his oblivion. “Try me.” You launch a card as his face, smiling satisfactorily as the sharp sound of paper slicing skin is heard, and the angle of the gun drops a few inches. From the kitchen, you hear the sound of whirring and then shredding of something thick.

“Looks like your buddy needs some help,” Jack taunts, walking out of the kitchen. Rhodes growls before running at you, and you duck out of the way as he crashes into the table.

Running backwards, you toss another card, eliciting another cry from Rhodes.

You have three cards left and Jack, forgotten by Rhodes, continues to burn paper.

As Jack finishes, tucking a stapled packet into his jacket, you fling two cards at Rhodes, making him stop because of his injury and its closeness to his eye. Grinning you turn to the door and run after Jack only stopping at the doorway to toss you last card at the man in the sink, causing his jacket to fall in further.

“We did good,” Jack pants as he runs down the stairs. You grin, but it fades away when you see a team of men running up the stairs with guns.

“This way,” you say, thinking quickly and jumping into the trash chute. Jack follows, the sound of both you shoes rubbing against the metal walls resounding in you ears even after you’ve fallen out of the chute.

Walking out of the trash room, you and Jack act calm and natural, trying not to draw any attention to yourselves.

“That was pretty kick-ass,” Jack compliments as you two casually walk past a car with an agent inside. Being closer to the car, you shield your face from her by turning your face to Jack.

“Kick-ass? I threw cards at him Jack,” you say, mildly flattered.

Jack shakes his head as you turn the corner, and get into the black car sitting outside. When Jack reverses and pulls out around the corner, you can see Agent Rhodes running out of the building and the other blonde Agent stepping out of the car to greet him.

“You hurt him enough so that we could get out.” He laughs. “I wonder who taught you that trick.”

You laugh along with him, able to relax as he drives the speed limit and stops fully at all the stop signs. “Yeah, I wonder who, Jack.”

So this is an imagine for my absolute favorite movie, Now You See Me (you should watch it if you haven’t already!) Jack is my total favorite, so i thought i’d do a Jack imagine :) also, this is a scene from the movie, just changed a bit to fit.

tell me how you liked it, your feedback makes me a better writer!

Wanda & Vision relationship: Avengers reaction

Tony & Rhodes

Steve & Clint (to Wanda)

Natasha & Sharon

Peter & Scott

Sam & Bucky (to Vision)

And T'Challa

The Attic

Summary: Y/N is cleaning out her dead grandmother’s house when she hears a strange banging coming from the attic. When Dean and Sam arrive, the group discovers that the banging is really a ghost, who traps Dean and Y/N in the attic. Can they survive together while sparks fly between them?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3875 (sorry! This one ran away from me!)

Warnings: Some swearing (I know, that’s super weird for me, but it felt like it fit)

A/N: This is for @beckawinchester and Becka’s Birthday Challenge. My quote was “Trust me! This is not a good idea!” and my place was Attic. Happy birthday, Becka! I hope you like this one. It’s barely edited, because I’m sick, and un-betaed, so I apologize for any mistakes.

The call you had been dreading came not in the middle of the night, like you had always pictured, but on a completely ordinary, bright, sunny morning: Your grandmother, the last of your family, had died.

You been expecting it, she had been sick for a while, but, it still shocked you when the call finally came. You weren’t as prepared as you thought you were to lose your grandma. You decided to busy yourself getting the funeral services finalized, trying to push away the grief that threatened to overwhelm you at the loss.

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Photograph + Jack Wilder

Summary: [Y/n] is the ex girlfriend of Jack Wilder and soon learns she’s more involved with the tricks of the Horsemen than she’d like to be.

Inspo: The song Photograph by Ed Sheeran.

Warning(s): cursing

Word Count: 1,196

Part 1 + Part ?

“So, you’re telling me that you haven’t had any recent interactions with Jack Wilder?” The gruff voice of agent Dylan Rhodes demands while you sit across from him with your hands cuffed to a metal table, the two of you located in an interrogation room.

“That’s what I just said… twenty seconds ago so I don’t think I’m going to perjure myself by giving you a different answer,” annoyance was laced in your tone with the response, of course you’d end up interrogated by an FBI agent because of something Jack did.

“Oh. Oh you’re funny, that’s nice. Well then, can you tell me why you had a picture of the two of you kissing in your pocket when you were brought here? What ex carries around that type of photo after year of no contact? And I’m not even mentioning the amount of petty theft charges with your description on them. You’re not exactly giving me any evidence that could suggest you haven’t contacted him,” you narrowed your eyes, not appreciating the sarcastic and callous attitude this fed had.

“All of your evidence is substantial. What genuine cause is there for me being here besides you having a hunch that I could have maybe talked to a guy that left me a year ago? And even if I had made contact, which I haven’t, what cause would there be for him to tell me about how he was going to rob the Bank of Paris using magic?” Anger radiated off of the two of you, but there was something off about him like he wasn’t actually frustrated with you but acting as if he was.

When he noticed your expression change from incredulous to curious, your eyes scanning his features critically for any cracks on the surface, he coughed and stood up from the table. You had trained yourself to spot a con since you were a teen, the skill to read a person’s face becoming a helpful tool in your interesting line of work. While you were a thief, like Jack and his Horsemen, you did not call yourself a magician or perform illusions. You were just a con artist, and a good one at that. Maybe that’s why Jack left, your skepticism of magic just pushed the two of you apart.

The memory of waking up to him being gone soon barged into your mind. He had been distant the night before, but you just chocked it up to him having a shitty day. You remembered falling asleep in his arms in your shared apartment, you remembered the empty space in bed the morning after. All that was left of him was a photo, a note, and a locket. The words on that note were burned into your mind, his tear stained inky handwriting could be imagined as if it was right in front of you.

[Y/n]. I know you’re gonna hate me for this, it’s shitty of me to leave without saying anything, but I have too. It’s for something bigger than both of us. You’ll understand when the time comes, and I know how you don’t like things being cryptic but I have no choice. There’s a locket on the dresser, you can put our picture in it and hold onto me until I see you again. And trust me, I will. I love you. Now, I’m going to use a line that I’ve used my whole life (the one you yelled at me for using on girls when we were just two punks picking pockets in Queens), but it’s not you. It’s me, being a total ass and leaving.

Love, Your Jack.

The locket still rested on your chest a year later, the golden pendant holding the letter rather than the photo. You wouldn’t dare fold that photograph, risk creasing one of the few things you had left of him. Instead you just opted to always keep it in your back pocket, sure it would curve, but it would never be ruined. Every detail of it was perfect, Jack’s grin against your lips because he couldn’t take the ridiculousness of how many times you had him retake a simple picture of the two of you kissing on New Years. You went and had the photo printed off of your camera the next morning.

“So, can I leave now? Unless you have some other evidence.” You tilted your head up at Agent Rhodes with a raised eyebrow.

“Is he napping, right now? Is the government a fucking joke? Well, of course it is considering the FBI had to arrest magicians,” Agent Rhodes grumbles to himself while passing by the double-sided mirror to Jack Wilder’s interrogation room.

“What else is he supposed to, sit awake? They obviously believe they have the upper hand.” The French Interpol officer, Alma Dray, offers with a playful smirk.

“Wake up, Sleeping Beauty!” He hits the metal table as she walks in behind him, Jack’s sleeping form jolting up.

“So, how’d you do it? Who else is involved, I know you four couldn’t have pulled this off alone,” the fed immediately starts and Jack groans at all the instant furious assumptions thrown at him.

“Pulled what off? Magic? Well, that’s sort of a secret, you know magicians never reveal their tricks. But, you would have to believe that magic is real in order to assume we actually did anything,” Jack confusingly offers with a smug expression.

“Oh, so you’re annoying too? That’s great, you know I guess ex’s can be alike,” he responds, knowing it would get the young performer’s attention.

Jack frowns at the mention of his ex girlfriend, of course this fed would drag [y/n] into this, he’s already grasping at straws to find out a solution as to how they managed to rob the bank of Paris without even being there. His jaw clenches, the image of you getting interrogated by this asshole already manages to break his smirking facade.

“Is she involved too, Jack? You’re little insider somewhere along the way,” Agent Rhodes questions and Jack licks his lips before retreating back to his act of arrogance.

“Wow, this must be really frustrating to you. Going after a chick I dumped a year ago? Seems kind of desperate, dude,” Alma chuckles at his response.

“Sorry, I just don’t buy the whole you two not seeing each other for a year story. What ex carries this with them?” Dylan reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small plastic evidence bag that reveals the photo to him.

“One that obviously isn’t over me,” Jack grimly stares down at the picture, his heart warming at the fact that you carried it with you still.

This was a sign to Jack, he knew that he would end up seeing you again, the Eye said so when the plans were laid out to him and the Horseman a year previous. He just didn’t think it would be so soon, he also thought you would be too stubborn to actually keep the photo like he wanted, so this would just be a pleasant bundle of surprises brought on by one picture.


Here we have one of the greatest Scientific minds of the MCU and she’s been  demoted to needy girlfriend status.

Sif is just bad-ass.  She hardly has any lines but she steals any scene she’s in.

Just some extremely underused MCU characters who are primed for more screen time

TonyRhodey AU ideas list


  1. When a disappointed Rhodey kissed a frog in Pepper’s birthday gala, he did not expect to get transformed into a frog himself. He definitely did not expect to get stuck with the frog-prince who was possibly the biggest flirt and most annoying creature Rhodey had ever met - A Princess And the Frog AU
  2. Knight!Rhodes saved Prince Tony from kidnappers for the first time when the prince was 14 and Rhodes was 17. Now, ten years later, he’s still doing the same and possibly also falling in love with the incident prone prince.
  3. Royal Advisor Rhodes has a suspicious eye on the new Court Jester Stark. If only Princess Virginia would see the handsome man from Rhodey’s sight. Or maybe it was better that she didn’t.
  4. Knight!Rhodes was sent to rescue a supposed ‘prince’ from the High Tower for the arrogant heir Ezekiel Stane, son of King Obadiah. The rescue was easy. The journey back home will not be, especially when Prince Tony is clearly hiding a secret that changes everything. Now Rhodey is left to wonder if Ezekiel will ever agree to marry a prince who turns into a metal armor every night and if he even wants Tony to marry Stane.
  5. Rhodes’ father promised his first born to a warlock in exchange for his kingdom’s safety from a dreadful plague. At the age of 18, Rhodey is summoned by a Warlock, who turns out to be the son of the original warlock. Still, a promise is a promise.


  1. Iron Man has hacked into the FBI servers endless number of times and Agent Rhodes is particularly irked by him. But when a high risk case requires the help of the masked hacker, Rhodes has to work together with the man he had wanted to catch for long.
  2. Tony Stark is accused of murdering his husband Tiberius Stone and Advocate Rhodes is the only one whom Tony will allow to fight his case.
  3. Archaeologist Rhodes has to use old-time crook but experienced traveler Tony Stark’s help if he wants to unravel Wakanda’s deepest mystery - the mythical Black Panther’s treasure.
  4. Rhodes is put with a new recruit, Tony Stark, after his old partner was shot dead in a misfire. He is not all that welcoming of the change, but Stark seems to love it.
  5. When Tony Stark contacts Agent Rhodes about a leak regarding his dad’s corruption in weapons dealings, he begins the most dangerous of games to play.
  6. Rhodey disliked his co-passenger within the first three minutes of their flight. But when their plane is hikacked, Rhodey must find a way to work with tech whiz Tony Stark to save themselves and the others.

Other tropes:

  1. Tony didn’t think that lying to his dad that he was married would lead him to dragging his colleague and close friend Rhodes as his fake husband, for his ex’s wedding.
  2. When his ex-fiance told Tony that he had moved on, it was only natural that Tony’s hurt pride would drag him to Las Vegas. And would get him drunk. And married to a stranger.
  3. Tony knew that his best friend was straight. So why exactly did Rhodey’s parents think that they were dating? 
  4. The thought behind breaking the record for the longest kiss was positive representation. Definitely not kissing the best friend Tony had been pining over for years.
  5. Soulmarks were the outline of the lips of your soulmate. It was strange that it had taken Rhodey twenty years to kiss Tony.

@cyborgrhodey @kiernaserea any preferences? 


Now You See Me [2013]

First rule of magic: always be the smartest person in the room.

Plot: Four magicians each answer a mysterious summons to an obscure address with secrets inside. A year later, they are the Four Horsemen, big time stage illusionists who climax their sold out Las Vegas show with a bank apparently robbed for real. This puts agents Dylan Rhodes of the FBI and Alma Dray of Interpol on the case to find out how they did it. However, this mystery proves difficult to solve even with the insights of the professional illusion exposer, Thaddeus Bradley. What follows is a bizarre investigation where nothing is what it seems with illusions, dark secrets and hidden agendas galore as all involved are reminded of a great truth in this puzzle: the closer you look, the less you see.

Director: Louis Leterrier

Actors: Jesse Eisenberg (J. Daniel Atlas), Mark Ruffalo (Dylan Rhodes), Woody Harrelson (Merritt McKinney), Isla Fisher (Henley Reeves), Dave Franco (Jack Wilder)

Writers: Ed Solomon & Boaz Yakin

The Fish Oil

Seriously I love the idea of an Inhuman gaining their powers from the fish oil and later joining the Avengers.

Like can you imagine an encounter like this

Spider-Man: yeah I got bitten by a radioactive spider, what about you?

Random Inhuman: *quietly* fish oil

Spider-Man: what was that?

Random Inhuman: FISH OIL OK.

Open Starter// Director Stark

“So I might be your boss but that doesnt mean I have any idea what im doing running a government association. In fact I have no idea why anyone would pick me for Director? I dont even know what SHIELD stands for. Well actually thats a lie I do but still.”