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Marvel Netflix shows we need:

  • Black Widow
  • Hawkeye
  • Howling Commandos
  • Maria Hill
  • Coulson
  • Loki
  • Falcon
  • Peggy Carter (I know we had a show about her, but we need more!)
  • Hulk
  • Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver
  • Steve and Bucky’s life before the war
  • Bucky’s life during Hydra (dark and sad I know.)
  • Budapest
Oh My My

Pairing: Avengers x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1500

Warnings: Still kinda lame, bad pickup lines (that I did not come up with), bad language, sexual innuendos, my writing

(A/N): My friend requested a second, more dirty, part. So, yeah…hope you´re happy. Kinda lamer than the first part, but whatever. And once again, if you see a pickup line/ dirty remark that belongs to you, please message me and I´ll gladly credit you. Enjoy.

Oh My

Summary: You thought you heard the last of me? Ha! Or: The Team attempts to cope with your You-ness.

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„Can you just…not…do that?“

Steve huffs impatiently, watching you turn and blink at him all too innocently.

“Do what, Captain? Admire the view?”

You gesture behind yourself, towards the small group of people that were currently being shoved into the back of a SHIELD van. Two young, handsome males and a beautiful, blonde female.

“They are terrorists, [Y/N]. Can you at least fake some professionalism?”

You shake your head with an amused smirk, your gaze lingering on him just long enough to see him reach out to massage his temple.

“What am I going to do with you?”

A laugh bubbles up at the back of throat and you turn, sending him a wink over your shoulder as you set into a casual stroll towards his motorcycle.

“My, Captain, I can think of a few things. Might need to stretch first though.”

His annoyed groan only serves to amuse you further, [E/C] meeting his cerulean blue ones just as he sweeps a hand over his slightly reddened face.

“I´m serious, [Y/N]. If you step out of line one more time-“

“You will give me a good spanking, got it, Captain.”

He buries his face in his hands with a shuddering sigh, the flush that spreads across his face delightfully bright.

And I can tell, today´s going to be a good day.


“How did you pull that off?”

Bruce´s disbelieving whisper drags a small chuckle out of you, your grip on his arm tightening insignificantly when he slowly leads you towards the emergency exit, flash-drive with the needed data safely stored in his jackets pocket.

“Like a wise person once said: If you can´t blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit.”

He snorts a laugh, opening the door for you once you´ve made sure that you could slip away undetected.

“You amaze me, [Y/N].”

“And we haven’t even slept together yet.”

You smile teasingly his way, easily slipping into the driver´s seat of your getaway car, while Bruce stands next to it for a few moments, shaking his head in a mixture of amusement and embarrassment.


You´ve had a lot of brilliant ideas in your life- a whole lot, but this, you decide, might just have been one of your very best.

“Please tell me I´m hallucinating…”

Tony´s disbelieving whisper drags a chuckle out of you, [E/C] sparkling in amusement as you push away from the set of suits that both Pepper and you have taken great pleasure in painting bright neon pink.

“Well, I am dreamy, but please do contain yourself, darling.”

He takes a shaky inhale, his eye twitching to the rhythm of his pulse. Or as doctor Cho would have put it, unhealthily fast.

“Don´t worry, it´s not waterproof”

You grin at him, reaching out to plant your lips to his cheek in an attempt to soothe his rattled nerves, before you lean back with a playful smirk on your lips.

“What do you say we get out of here, darling. To blow of some steam. Emphasis on the blow.”

He chokes on thin air, his eyes widening, and you take a picture, laughing at it and his truly priceless expression for the rest of your day-off.


“It´s beautiful”

You turn upon hearing Bucky´s voice, training your eyes onto the item the soldier was currently referring to.

It turned out to be Wanda´s new scarf, a fabric of gorgeous scarlet color that complimented both her powers and leather jacket lovely.

“Suits you”

Clint pipes up from across the room, sending you a quick look that almost begs you to say something also. Preferably something incredibly dirty. And who are you to disappoint?

“Indeed, it does. Maybe if you´re feeling a little frisky you´ll let me use it on you in more existing ways.”

She blushes and buries her face in her scarf, her cheeks as delightfully red as the fabric itself, while you merely take a calm sip of your tea and tone out Clint´s barking laughter.


You never failed to be pleased by Bucky´s delight at the simplest and most basest of things, one of the main reasons why you took to treating the Super Soldier to lunches and dinners every now and again, introducing him to various restaurants, bars and cafés while you were at it too.

“That was mind-blowing”

You grin up at him from behind your burger

“Not usually the circumstances I hear that, but I´ll take it.”

You narrowly dodge a fry that he throws your way, laughing at the small blush that tinted his cheeks as his creative imagination paved a way for, what you are sure, were some incredibly dirty thoughts and pictures.

“I hate you…”


“Wanna watch a movie?”

You smirk at Sam from behind the book that you were reading, teasingly raising a delicate brow.

“Why, Wilson, a little ´Netflix and Chill´ is always welcome”

He raises his own brows in slightly flustered disbelief, turning to Pietro for help only to receive a nonchalant shrug in return.

“Welcome to our world…”

You throw a book at the speedster, watching bemusedly as he calmly dodges it by craning his head to the right.

“Glad I´m flexible, right?”

“Certainly, although I´d love to find out just how flexible you can be, love.”

You treat him to a coy smirk and flirtatious chuckle, ruffling up his hair on your way to the elevator when you take notice of the color that set upon his cheeks.

“You coming or what, Wilson?”

“Me? Oh I-“

“Oh, I´m sure he already came!”

You laugh at Tony´s good natured jab, teasingly beckoning the flustered Sam to join you in the elevator with a wiggle of your index finger.


Patience, to most people´s surprise, had always been one of your strong suits, combined with the fact that you, not very unlike Natasha, were impeccable at stealth, it made you into a force to be reckoned with.

A force that Clint, just like HYDRA, learned to fear. For wholly different reasons.

“Boo”

A girlish shriek rips from his lips and you muster a self-satisfied smirk in return, watching him jump away from you, with clear amusement in your eyes.

“I hate you!”

He grips his chest for emphasis, wheezing and far from amused by your sudden and quite frankly startling appearance.

“Now that, darling, is where I beg to differ. I hold firm to the belief that I´m like walking heroin, very habit forming-“

“And it never ends well”

You chuckle at him and nod, offering him the basket of fries you brought along to share with the Archer.

“Now that this is out of the way, I figured you´d be hungry, after a jump like that.”

Nevertheless the withering look he gives you at the mention of his reaction to your sudden appearance, he takes the basket.

“To think you could be scared of lil´ol´me…”

“I wasn’t scared…”

And after swallowing, he quickly adds

“You´re not scary”

You merely grin at him, the flirtatious twinkle in your eyes unmissable and bright

“Well, in this case, rest assured, darling. I still have some tricks up my sleeve that can make you tremble- perhaps not in fear, but-“

You snort a laugh at him as he chokes on his fries and leave him to his demise, still coughing and red-faced.


“You know”

You crack your knuckles one by one, allowing your gaze to stray from her self-satisfied smirk and onto the heap of whimpering and unconscious HYDRA Agents before you.

“Shattering their bones is one thing, but shattering their bones, stepping on their manly pride and then laughing in their faces…”

You turn to give her a look of mock disappointment

“That´s just cruel”

“So, arrest me”

A teasing, lopsided grin is what it takes for Natasha to realize her mistake. Her green eyes flitting to where your hand is already reaching for your own pair of handcuffs.

“With utmost pleasure

“Don’t you dare”


You found Maria to be a person of utmost grace and intelligence. Someone who, despite being confined to her office for the better part of forever, still had no trouble slipping into the role of an active Agent if need be.

It´s unlike you, and if somebody were to point it out, you would most certainly deny it, but you admired that about her.

So, it came as no surprise to you when your eyes lingered on her frame for a moment longer than they needed to be, watching profanities leave her lips in an enraging volume if only to convince the target that she was truly offended.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch Natasha´s gaze on you, her own green eyes twinkling in amusement as she watched your lips curl upwards at Maria´s impeccable performance.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Her voice reaches you over the com

“I´d love to make that woman scream for real”

It takes you a moment to realize why Maria cracks for a split-second, a flush setting upon her cheeks.

“She left her com on”

Natasha informs you and not missing a beat, she adds a questioning

“You´ll never stop, will you?”

You merely shake your head, teasingly winking Maria´s way when she sends you a half-hearted glare over the target´s shoulder.

A good day indeed

One Last Goodbye (Avengers X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Avengers X Fem!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengera

Warnings: Death, mourning. 

SUPER SAD!!!!!!!

Request: hello! I was wondering if you could write a reader x avengers where the reader died during a mission. Fury give Tony a USB key and told him to watch the video with the rest of the avengers. on the video the reader is talking about how much she loved them and tells each avenger little facts that she loved about them and she thanks them for being her family. I don’t know if that make sense.. sorry I’m french :) thank you if you write my request. bye, I love you xx


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It had been a month.

You had gone on a mission alone. They didn’t have a specific time for you to come back, and you were undercover, so the avengers didn’t bat an eyelid when you didn’t call in and didn’t come back in over a month. But then they heard the news.

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Preference #1

How he reacts to seeing you for the first time:

TONY:

STEVE:

THOR:

BRUCE:

CLINT:

PIETRO:

SAM:

BUCKY:

LOKI:

NATASHA:

WANDA:

MARIA:

My obsession

So imagine the avengers all being teenagers again due to one of banners experiments gone wrong and now have to go to school with Peter. What they find out about the little spider-ling is that he’s absolutely in love with a girl named y/n. How they know? Well, try asking Parker a question while he’s too distracted staring at you the entire time. Plz notify or tag me if you’ve written this out. THX LOVES

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Masterlist: The Avengers

Preferences

Preference #1 - His/her face when he/she meets you
Preference #2 - How he/she tries to impress you
Preference #3 - When you make him/her smile
Preference #4 - How he/she kisses you
Preference #5 - When he/she is nervous around you
Preference #6 - When he/she sees you crying after a fight
Preference #7 - How he/she cheers  you up after a bad day
Preference #8 - When he/she sees someone else flirting with you
Preference #9 - How he/she hugs you
Preference #10 - How he/she makes you feel beautiful
Preference #11 - Your first date

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Nice to Meet You

Pietro Maximoff

Dying to Be Alive

Wanda Maximoff

Stuck

Best Boyfriend You’ve Never Had (Bucky x Reader)- Part 3

Summary: The wedding is now in two weeks, and the Reader and Bucky do some planning on the backstory of their ‘relationship’. A mission doesn’t go as expected, and Steve suggests the reader and Bucky head for the wedding early as a well-earned break. 

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Bruce Banner (briefly mentioned), Thor Odinson (briefly mentioned), Maria Hill (briefly mentioned), Helen Cho (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Panic attack, slight angst, comforting, cuddling, fluff

Word Count: 3634 (holy cow!)

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Part 2 (Previous) / Part 4



You were sitting in your room, reading a book with the TV quietly playing a random show for background noise, your attention consumed by the plot unraveling in the pages under your gaze. Your fingers fiddled with the corner of the page you were reading before eagerly turning it to the next, your brow furrowed in bewilderment. You barely registered the soft rapping of knuckles on your doorframe until the sound of your name spoken in the voice you knew so well pulled you from the world of Paul Sheldon and the psychotic Annie Wilkes. Your eyes reluctantly tore their gaze from the story to the doorway, soaking in the sight of Bucky leaning relaxed against the frame, arms crossed and long dark locks tucked behind his ears. You smiled in greeting. He was dressed in a black V-neck tee with dark grey sweatpants resting low on his hips, feet clad in the fuzzy red and green striped reading socks you’d bought him for Christmas last year. He looked as comfortable as you felt in his presence.

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I gotta admit, I’m such a sucker for stories where Clint and Phil fall in love when Clint gets caught in a building collapse or something (I made a cave collapse around him once) and then gets pulled out by his teammates and there’s lots of hand-wringing at the hospital but he’s okay and Phil is the one who worries the most, and when Clint wakes up and sees Phil sitting by his bedside all exhausted with worry he just falls right then and there in love.

I gotta admit, I’m such a sucker for stories where Clint helps Bucky rejoin the world and they fall in love over video games and pizza and angry shooting range sessions.

I gotta admit, I’m such a sucker for stories where Clint and Bruce are hanging out saying nothing to each other for months until they both realize they love hanging out and being quiet with each other and they start playing chess together or fixing each other tea and one day they both realize that they’re in love with each other because they can be quiet and still feel loved.

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Natasha fall in love over the span of YEARS and then realize that it’s safe to be in love with each other, that the world is not going to kill them dead for allowing themselves this one thing.

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Tony fall in love over late nights in Tony’s lab listening to too loud rock classics and trying to one-up each other in their various skill-sets (”So what you just invented a new element - look what I can do with a dart”).

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Laura fall in love over long nights in their favorite diner, drinking coffee and laughing and reassuring each other that they both deserve to fall in love despite what the world has told them.

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Maria Hill fall in love over the course of SHIELD ops and safe houses and pulling each other out of fires and then collapsing on her office couch and curling up together to remind each other that even with their crazy SHIELD life they can carve out a chance to love each other.

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Steve fall in love over long motorcycle rides in the middle of the night, where Clint can wrap his arms around Steve’s waist and feel safe. Where Steve can confess to be overwhelmed in this new, modern world and know that Clint will show him the way and not make him feel like an idiot (except when he’s joking and trying to make Steve smile again).

I gotta admit, I love stories where Clint and Sam fall in love over long walks in Central Park and watching kids play on the rocks. Where they drink coffee and reassure each other that losing people doesn’t mean they can’t find love, and playing laser tag with someone who will laugh louder and harder than you might mean true love.

I gotta admit, I just really like Clint Barton falling in love.

Show Me Love 10

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Plot: Awkward family dinners and Christmas day celebrations.  There’s nothing like the holidays.

Warnings: FLUFF, Maria is such a mom, Reader family fluff, CHRISTMAS, did I mention fluff?

A/N: More teeth rotting fluff!!  Though it isn’t anything like I Saw Mommy Kissin’ Santa Claus.  I’m a sucker for this family, honestly.

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⬅️⬅️PART 9 ||| PART 11➡️➡️

Settling in was quick enough, and after quick - unfortunately, separate - showers to wash the feeling on airplane off of you, the two of you descended the stairs.  The table was already set while Peter and your father watched some documentary on TV.  Their voices carried through the house as the two geniuses discussed different theories and God knows what else, you could never quite keep up with them.  Neither could your mother, which is exactly why you found her in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine.

“There you are!”  She chirps, pushing herself off of the counter to hand you each a glass.  “They’re at it again.”  She sighs, shaking her head with a smile and you find yourself swept up in her mirth.  You were beyond happy to be home with them to care if they were talking complete gibberish.  “All right boys, dinner!”  She announced.

Protests erupted from the living room, whines of ‘mooooom’ and ‘c’mon, Hillie’ prompting your mom to only raise an eyebrow.  Not a second later, the TV went black as it powered off and they made their way over.

The family fell into a natural rhythm quickly, speaking as if you hadn’t spent any time apart.  Your father asked about classes, your brother sheepishly asked about Natasha - to which your mother rolled her eyes.  Peter blushed horribly as Bucky broke out into uproarious laughter at his question.  He only mumbles something along the lines of ‘she’s like a sister to me!’ which convinces absolutely no one.  Your mother’s questions are slightly more pressing.

“So, how did the two of you meet?”

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