but i have all the love for short avengers

The Best Hero (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: Can I have a Peter Parker one. With the prompt. Come over here and make me. The reader says this but doesn’t expect Peter to suddenly become so bold and all.:):) thank you. I love your blog

Warnings: Make out?

Word Count: 724

A/N: Sorry this is short but I hope you like it.  

Originally posted by carpelunam

Having an argument with Peter Parker was the hardest thing to do for you. Especially when it was something he couldn’t stop but fangirl about. The Avengers.

“Look, Peter. All I’m telling you is that Iron Man is just okay. He could never be a Captain America. Just admit it. I know you have posters of him in your room.”

Peter threw his hands in the air, he was in shock. He knew he was also in love with Captain but not more than Tony Stark. “Oh please!” He crossed his arms in his chest, looking at you in disappointment. “You clearly have zero knowledge about The Avengers. I’m not going to argue with you anymore until you just do your research,” he grinned at you and turned around to leave the room. You yelled: “Like you could know better than me Peter! Don’t act like you hang out with them every weekend!”

Peter stopped. In that moment he didn’t want anything but to tell you that he really did hang out with them every weekend and after school. He walked backwards to you and being the dorky person he is he tripped and nearly fell on the ground. Turning his face back to you he whispered: “For the record, Iron Man is a genius unlike Captain America and his 90 years old mind.” You shivered because he was closer to you than he ever was. Your chests were touching and you could feel his breath on your neck and ears. You tried to ignore the sudden feelings he just gave to you, considering you have always seen him as your best friend.

Your mouth was in the shape of ‘O’ and you were looking at Peter in pity, how dare he?: “I feel sorry for you. For the record (you mock him), if they were ever in a fight, just the two of them, Captain America would crush him,” you smirked. You couldn’t believe you were genuinely having an argument with Peter, over something seriously dumb. You wanted to laugh at your situation but you just held it back, knowing you couldn’t just ruin the mood. He had a mischievous expression on his face. He looked deeply in your eyes. You just didn’t know why you felt your heart fluttering when looking into his beautiful brown eyes, it was not the first time you were staring at them. Your cheeks were burning because of the thoughts running in your mind. All you wanted to do was kiss his soft lips in that moment. You shook your head and took a deep breath. What the hell were you thinking?

“And what is your evidence for your argument?” He knew he got you. You didn’t have any evidence; you just had a giant crush on Captain America. So you decided to use your secret weapon, something that would make him really mad.

“Oh Peter come on. Will you stop defending random people against Captain America? What will you do next? Tell me Spiderman is the best hero in the world?” You laughed. You knew he was going to forget all about the argument you had before, after hearing the name, Spider-man, mocked by you.

Peter stood there for a moment; he didn’t know what to say. That was clearly an insult. His stupid grin was wiped off from his face. “Shut up.” He mumbled.

You walked backwards and smirking, you whispered: “Come over here and make me.” You crossed your arms on your chest. You didn’t even realize what you had just said. Your cheeks were burning and your hands were trembling, but your made sure Peter hadn’t noticed.  You leaned on the wall behind you and waited for Peter’s response. As much as you were anxious about what was going on, you were also clearly enjoying it. Without a doubt Peter’s lips crushed onto yours. You squealed at the sudden reaction of Peter but went with it. You felt relieved since all you have been thinking about was l-his lips on yours. His one hand was holding your leg up by grabbing your hips and the other was holding your neck vigorously, not wanting to let you go. Your hands were roaming all over his chest. “Now, I’ll show you how Spider-Man is the best hero in the world,” he moaned into the kiss.

anonymous asked:

HI! I was wondering what are ur favorites stony fics

Sorry to do this to your ask friend, but I’ve been meaning to create a Stony Masterlist for a while now so that’s what we get! I devided the fics by trope but if more than one trope applies to a fic I’ll pick the trope I feel most applies and just write down in it’s description the other tropes are in it. Okay? Let’s do this!

Keep Reading

Keep reading

Don’t call me baby face!

Pairing: Reader x Bucky Barnes

Words: 5.402

Warnings: smut (oral sex (male receiving), explicit language), swearing, angst, fluff, wrap it before you tap it!

A/N: This based on a cute request of an anon! I hope the anon likes it and of couse all of you!

Request: Hey love!!! Absolutely love your writing!!! I have a request if that’s ok! Can you write something where there’s a new recruit and she feels inadequate because everyone except Bucky calls her ‘baby face’ and they tease her (jokingly) about how short and adorable she is and Bucky falls into peer pressure and starts calling her that too (which hurts her cuz she likes him) so one day for a party, she dresses up really sexy and Bucky gets all hot n bothered and they end up forking?? 😆

You were short. Alright, no big deal but there was one problem. You were an Avenger. And not only that, you were the new recruit, too. All that together results in one annoying thing, everyone called you ‘cute’, ‘shorty’, adorable’, ‘sweet’ and the most worst thing: ‘baby face’. You hate it! You really hate all the nicknames. You were always this little, cute girl, your whole life, but you always wanted to be the sexy girl, too. The one girl every man looks at when she enters the room.

Keep reading

The Letters (1)

Originally posted by lokitty

(Y/N), my amber, my source of life. The core of my happiness and tranquility, my sweet little nightingale. 

I’ve only been in this vile, awful place for few days only, but without you, my love, it feels like I was sent into slavery, for centuries! 

If there’s a thought that has me going on and fighting; if there’s anything that has been giving me all the power to avoid the sharp points of the swords and the burning bullets; it’s the thought of your smile. 

If there’s anything that calms me down at night, when I only hear the oddly disturbing silence, it’s the memory of your heartbeat. 

When the dust of the dry land meets my eyes, and the heat is alarmingly unbearable, all I do is think of your beautiful, (e/c) eyes. 

And if there’re wounds separating inches of my cold skin, I imagine it’s your tender, soft touch slowly healing it, and the pain does fade away… 

But, my sweet dearest one, I’m begging the gods. I am begging you to not leave my dreams when I’m trying to beat the weariness away, for it’s the only way I can recover from this ugly, wretched reality. 
You’re my only escape from it without me trying to cast illusions and spells… And, oh, you’re the sweetest, poisonous illusion… Every second I hope you are here next to me. To feel your warm, soft body next to mine. To pull you in in the middle of the night and bury my face in your silky (h/c) hair. To wrap my arms around you and kiss your lips, and with each kiss to breathe in new life that you offer me… Oh, my goddess, my sweetheart, my sanity and cure…


I hope that next time I write a letter, it’ll be a reply. I hope that soon I’ll stare at the most precious art - your handwriting. 

I wanted this letter to be longer, but time is already stepping on me, my love. I have got to go… Maybe our separation should be as short as this letter is, huh? 

I wish you all well, my lovely little dove. 

~ Loki

anonymous asked:

Hi! Can you please write a fun Steve x avenger!reader oneshot with the team having downtime and decided to watch a scary movie. Sam and reader are buddies and both get scared so they aren't allowed to sit together so one of the avengers separates them and puts Bucky next to Sam and reader next to Steve. Reader has crush on Steve and the movie gives her a nice push towards him hehehe thanks!! Could you also have the team teasing the reader as well especially Bucky and Sam!

Pairing: Steve x Reader
Fandom: MCU
Warnings: /

A/N: just a short and fluffy one. I hope you like it love <33


“What?! Oh hell, no!” Sam said and you nodded frantically, agreeing wholeheartedly.

A scary movie? Absolutely not.

Not in front of these guys.

You’d only embarrass yourself.

But it seemed like the two of you were overruled, since all the other Avengers were already sitting down on the couches, bowls of popcorn were put on the table and some alcohol was poured in glasses.

Tony was in charge of putting on the movie and as soon as the scary soundtrack started playing, you to clung onto Sam for dear life.

“You know what? It might not be the best idea for you two to sit together,” Natasha softly put her hands on your upper arms from behind and pushed you towards the empty space next to Steve, then she put Sam next to Bucky, which neither of them seemed to appreciate.

You, on the other hand, didn’t mind one bit. And from the way Steve smiled at you, he didn’t either.

Keep reading

je t'aime (Tom Holland)

Hey love! I love your blog! I wanted to know if it is possible to have a Tom Holland x Reader where the reader is an American actress of French origin and she learns to Tom spoke French, then one day without making deliberately, the reader confesses these feelings to Tom In French and Tom understands and all fluff has the end! Thank u and love u! ❤️❤️

-Sure dear hope you liked it its kinda short sorry

You were finally on the last press tour date for Spider-Man Homecoming. You were cast as Peters Parker’s future love interest, as well as being the new avenger. Over the months of filming spider-man you had grown incredibly close to Tom and Harrison. You and Tom had flirted your way through every interview you had together, stumping the press with the question every one wanted the answer to, ‘Were Y/N and Tom Holland dating?”

You and Tom had just finished your last interview, and where currently chilling in your hotel room in downtown LA. You guys were both trying mimic each other’s accents. You having a pretty good british accent down while tom struggled to get down your natural french tone down. Being a fluent french speaker it was quite easy for you, while tom continued to struggle. You laughed at his attempts when you saw his death grip on the comforter.

‘’Y/N, this isn’t funny i will get this down!” he said to you in frustration. He continued to try to mimic your accent for the next ten minutes. You signed looking at the time, you didn’t want to leave Tom but you had promised your friend that you meet her for lunch. ‘’Alright Tom, i gotta go’’ you said getting up from the couch.

‘’What! No, y/n love me! Don’t leave me.’’he said following you to the door.

Turning around you gave him a hug slowly looking up to him, ‘’Vous savez que je suis profondément amoureux de vous*” you said.

Tom looked down at you,’’Je suis amoureux de toi**” Your face grew in confusion,  just as tom smiled hugging you tighter. ‘’Couldn’t let you have all the fun love’’ he said bringing his lips down to meet yours.

*you know i’m deeply in love with you

**im in love with you to

Welcome to the Family (Avengers X Elf!Reader)

Characters: Avengers X Elf!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers, Thor

Warnings: Mentions of neglect


Request: Can you write one where the reader is half human, half light elf but you were taken from Alfheim and abandoned on earth when the dark elves attacked. (From Thor) The avengers find you and take you in. Thor offers to bring you home but you’ve gotten attached to the human world and decides to stay. You’ve especially gotten attached to Tony cause he treated you like a daughter since you were very young and petite. Smaller then normal elves

Originally posted by rickdixonandthefandomlifeposts

You were seen as an outcast to the light elves because you were also half human. You never felt like you had a family, and when the dark elves attacked, you were abandoned on Earth after getting attacked yourself.

It didn’t go unnoticed. SHIELD recognised the similar patterns as what happened when Thor came to Earth, and sent the Avengers to go find the reason why.

Keep reading

everybody wants to steal my girl. (wanda maximoff x reader)

ask: anon: “Hi! Are you taking requests? If so, can I request a Wanda x Fem!reader one? Wanda and the reader are dating. One night during a party, Wanda (out of jealousy), reads Bucky’s mind while he chats with the reader and sees his dirty thoughts of (Y/N), which results in Wanda showing him that the (Y/N) is her girlfriend, which (Y/N) loves. Bonus if there could be a sassy Wanda! Thank you. :)”

a/n: i mcfreakin’ love jealousy prompts hECK yes

warnings: none! (word count: 931)

   You let out a sigh of relief, stepping out of your room and back into the small “gathering” in Wanda’s quite spacious apartment. After months of trying to get her out and about again, she finally acquiesced, and you called all of her closest friends (aka, the small group of Avengers still left and her siblings) and set up everything for her. 

   It took you a while to get everything put together, but to see Wanda smile after everything she had been through, it was worth it.

Keep reading

My Own|| Old Man Logan + Laura

Originally posted by red-hoocl

Requested by Anon; these should all be posted by later tomorrow! I can get two out today and two out tomorrow!

Prompt:  Could you make Logan request where Y/N and Logan are fighting about taking Laura to North Dakota (you worked with Gabriella in the hospital) and he gets all mad at her and asks why she cares so much and she says something like “Just because you don’t claim her as your child doesn’t mean I won’t! I love that girl and I’m not going to let anything happen to her, with or without you.” and they end up making up w/ a very fluffy ending?

This is short, but I hope you enjoy!

Tag List: @house-of-penguin @drewkelliii @weasleytheking @agirlinherhead @itsbrittbrattt @xavier-chxrles @katiedreamy @cleanslates @let-it-go-and-live-again @liveourlifelikenobodyelse @avengers-bucky-fanfic @buckybabble @castawaybarnes @rivertales @tigers-have-teeth 


You were sitting in the passenger seat of the car Laura had stolen shortly after the massacre at the Munson Farm, where X-24 had killed Charles Xavier and nearly killed Logan. The entire fiasco had been to get to Laura and return her to the arms of Transigen. You’d been a co-worker to Gabriella inside the Facility, which was how you’d grown so close to young Laura Kinney to begin with. 

That also happened to be how you’d come across The Wolverines path. Logan Howlett was a cruel, narcissistic, grief ridden old man who had seen too much and had never lived enough. You’d taken her in as your own daughter whenever Gabriella had died - and then she’d grown incredibly protective over you. 

You were human. She wasn’t. 

You knew an argument was coming to light whenever you sent Laura into the gas station for food, turning your attention towards The Wolverine who was white knuckling the steering wheel. He’d obtained serious injuries through his altercation with X-24, knocking him into a 24 hour coma to regain the minimum amount of strength he’d lost in the endeavor. That wasn’t was threw you for a loop. 

It was the way he kept looking at Laura. The resentment that flashed across his face as you flipped open the XMEN comic tucked beneath your leg and set it on the dashboard. “That girl has never known a family in her entire life, not until she’d grown up with all those kids in Transigen. I would know. I helped raise her, you imbecile. Can you explain to me why you can’t find the space in your heart to let her in?” 

Logan slammed his hand against the comic book which caused you to jump several feet in your seat. “You may think she’s mine y/n but the face of the matter is, she was built from me. She’s not my blood and she is definitely not my daughter!” He snarled. Most people would’ve been terrified at the animalistic tendencies that radiated off of the old man, but not you. You’d been around him long enough to learn to deal with demons. A week was enough time to learn the facade most people fabricated. “Why do you care about her so much? And you call me the narcissist-” 

  “That would be because you are a narcissist, you imbecile.” You snapped, crossing your arms over your chest out of irritation. “You’ve never learned to care for someone long term because everyone you have ever loved has died. I understand how that overtake you. It’s terrible. But for you to literally disown your own blood that you haven’t gotten to know yet.. It’s pathetic.” 

  “You don’t get it, do you!? Everything in that book is a LIE. Eden is not real! I should know because if it was, my life wouldn’t be a living hell!” Before you could react to the sudden tension that filled the car you were pressed against the window, Logans torso pressed against your own as you slowly lifted your eyes to meet his own. You were completely trapped in the crevice by the passenger seat. “Why-Why do you care so much?” 

  “Just because you don’t claim her as your child doesn’t mean I won’t! I love that girl and I’m not going to let anything happen to her, with or without you.“ You replied quietly as your cheeks suddenly became flushed at the sudden realization of how close Logan actually was to you. In the distance the sun was just beginning to set over the trees, casting a golden hue over the valley as day slowly morphed into nightfall. “I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.” 

Logan cursed under his breath and released you from his grip, shifting his body so he was upright in the drivers side of the car as you eyed Laura sitting outside the station and casually sipping Pepsi from a bottle. “We’re getting close to bordering on normality. You’ve endured enough.. and you’re one of the few humans I know with a drop of humanity left. I’m not letting you make that trip by yourself.” 

You brought yourself to your knees and rested your hand against his shoulder as your lips dragged across his cheek; slowly but surely, warm lips meeting his scarred skin as you kissed his cheek. Your heartbeat slammed against your sternum as you pulled away for him only to smile to himself, choosing to remain silent as he tried to block out the burning sensation on his cheek from your touch. 

Oh.. he was screwed. 

Laura grinned widely when you motioned for her to join the two of you in the car, scooting closer to Logan and tentatively wrapping your fingers around his knee. A shiver ran down his spine at the intimate contact, but as he met your warm gaze in the dark through his peripheral vision, he felt a sense of peace wash over him as he slid the key into the ignition. 

  “Time to go to Eden, kids.” 

Shall We Test That? (Part 2/2) (Loki/Thor x reader)

Part One

When your eyes opened for the first time after you were thrown from the cage, merely seconds before what would have been the certainty of your end, they were filled with dirt and stung as if shards of glass were impaled into their sclera.  Your mind was scrambled and confused, trying to take in the surroundings of a world you didn’t know through hazy vision, and trying desperately to find Thor; the last image you had of him was his failed attempt to grab your hand as you flew through the air, his fingertips just grazing yours before the hope of reaching you was gone.

Keep reading

Birthday Update - 5/28/2017

Quick little update: It’s my birthday! 

Originally posted by coffee-for-two

That means I will not be writing today. I may pop in to check requests and messages. But everything is going to pause for a day.

I will be at MegaCon 2017 for a handful of hours and then going to a nice dinner with my family at one of my favorite places in Epcot! 

Also, I want to take the time to thank everyone of you for your support! The biggest thing right now is how much love “Like a Glove” has gotten in the short time that I’ve had it posted. I wrote that story in order to help me escape what I was going through one night (anxiety, depression, and my very bad skin picking flaring up). I almost didn’t post it because I didn’t think it would do that great. But I decided to post it and see what happened. 
As of the last time I checked, I am at 105 notes on it and I never expected it to surpass 20 or so notes! And the feedback has been nothing but kind and supportive! @marvelous-imagining ‘s wonderful note that she left on it actually made me tear up a bit at the convention I am attending this weekend! <3 So thank you all, from the bottom of my heart! 

Thank you for understanding my short hiatus! I will be back to writing soon! I have posts scheduled for Monday and Wednesday and then I will continue to post “Tightrope Walking” on Fridays! 

Hope all is well in your worlds!



My Masterlist - Here

Please Give These Blogs Some Love!:

@goodnightwife @the-witching-hours12-3 @marvelous-imagining @gothamimagines @aya-fay @tonystarkfanfiction @kyloholic @starwarsimagine@imamotherfuckingstar-lord 

Originally posted by asdarknessfell

Too Cute


 Bucky Barnes x Reader
 Hi! I love your writing!!! Can you write a one shot where the reader goes to a concert with the avengers and Bucky and Steve lets her get on his shoulders so she can see and they like each other so it’s all cute and the team knows it too. Fluffy! lol thanks!
Warnings: None
Notes: Hey guys, I have my prom today so sorry for this one being a bit short. I have induction days at my new school next week so the imagines may be in short supply, I’m sorry in advance. Anyway enjoy!

When you worked with the Avengers you never really got any free time, it was constant mission, training and the occasional meeting, oh and not forgetting Stark’s extravagant parties.  However for the first time in what seemed like forever you all had the week off. Of course this meant that you were all immediately bored with the lack of things to do. Sighing you flopped down on the sofa next to Bucky. “I’m booored” You whined throwing an arm over your face. You felt Bucky chuckling beside you and jabbed in the side with your elbow. “It’s not funny Barnes.” You growled with a small smirk on your face. “I have an idea!” Clint suddenly exclaimed, eliciting groans from throughout the room. “What? I have good ideas!” He insisted. “Sure Clint last time we went along with one of your ‘good ideas’ we all ended up brainwashed and sent out to destroy the city!” Natasha insisted with a small smile gracing her lips. “How was I meant to know the hypnotist was working for hydra?” Clint muttered crossing his arms over his chest. “What’s your idea Barton? It’s gotta be better than lounging around here!” You chuckled. “Well, there’s a small concert going on in the park down the road, I thought it would be a fun thing for us all to do!” Clint replied perking up instantly at someone wanting to hear his idea. “What type of concert?” Steve asked skeptically.  “Bit of everything.” Clint replied “They get local bands to come and play, it’s free and everything.” He smiled with a wink aimed at you. “Please guys, can we?” You pleaded like a small child. Sighing everyone eventually agreed, even with slight resistance from Steve and Tony, who both had other things that they had wanted to do.

 As the small venue came into view you grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him along with you. “Hurry up soldier.” You groaned tugging on his hand.  “Stop worrying about it doll, I’ll make sure you can see the action.” He chuckled. You and Bucky had always had a very close relationship, people often mistaking you two for a couple. If you were honest you would admit your romantic feelings towards him but you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him. Groaning as you noticed the sheer amount of people in attendance. “We’ll never be able to see from back here.” You whined, a frown etching its way onto your face. “Right come here.” Bucky commanded squatting down so you could get on his back. “Yes! You’re the best! Thanks Buck!” You exclaimed clambering onto his back and wrapping your legs around his strong shoulders. “Anything for you doll” You heard him whisper, making you blush profusely.

 “Hey Steve.” Natasha whispered into Steve’s ear. ‘Huh?” He questioned, in slight shock from her sudden appearance. All he got in response was Natasha gesturing towards you on Bucky’s shoulders and his hands on your waist.  “They’re too cute.” Steve chuckled.

15 reasons we love Tony Stark

Inspired by the screen rant article

Let’s make this clear: we love Iron Man, and we have loads of fun watching him in the MCU. But, Tony Stark portrayer Robert Downey Jr. has recently started talking about hanging up his arc reactor sooner than later, and we disagree with him. It’s not something it happens often, mind you, but we just want more Tony Stark and Iron Man, because, as I said, we love him.

It hasn’t all been laughs, quips, and fun times with repulsor beams: we’ve had mixed feelings about the MCU’s version of Iron Man since he debuted amd started the entire shared universe back in 2008. For starters, Robert Downey Jr. is relatively shorter than most actors chosen to play superheroes (with the exception - until 2008 -  of Michael Keaton) and smaller in physique. Of course, it’s Iron Man, and Downey’s determination and pure talent -not to mention his expressive face and eyes- proved our worries wrong. Of course, the fact Robert Downey Jr. was considered one of the finest actors of his generation was also a problem for a while until we all realised it was a great start for not only beef guys but good actors were to be cast in other superhero movies.

Keep reading

Weekly Reading List #35

Originally posted by itsladyfuckingmacbeth

Hello there!

Don’t be disappointed about this short list. The first Masterlist you will find here has 38 chapters, so you will have a lot to do, if you like the story as much as I do ;) The Stucky-story is a new one and I can’t wait to read more of it, I loved ‘Savages’ so much, I’m pretty sure this will be great, too!


James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

Suga Mama Part 4                                    @emotchalla

Steve Rogers / James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

Cherchez la Femme (no reader insert)     @sexylibrarian1


  • Can we Keep Her                           @emilyevanston
  • Part 11: All the Things You Can Have (and the One thing You Can’t)

Fuel to Fire - Intro                                     @avasparks

Star Trek

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy

Talk nerdy to Me                                       @such-fun


Dean Winchester

Imagine Dean having feelings for you and not approving of your boyfriend because he is jealous                               @angelkurenai

|| I can’t believe it’s only been a little over a month since I’ve created this blog, && I don’t think I’ve ever hit so many followers so quickly on any other account, nor have I ever made so many new friends in such a short amount of time! So, I really want to start this list out by first saying THANK YOU ALL for your continued support, patience, && general awesomeness by following me && my take on the loveable grumpy bird-dad. I haven’t had this much fun with a muse in ages, && it’s all thanks to you guys giving me the chance to explore this damn fine criminal Boss, allowing me to indulge in the obsession of his character development, n’ of course just putting up with my ramblings in general.

Shout-outs to my closest friends !!

@doesntneedyou - we’ve been friends for years already && damn dude. B.etelgeuse && Lyds will always be our #1 jam, but we’re family now, babes, && we’ll always be there for each other, you dig? && is2g Nebs n’ Adrian will meet, one way or another!

@falsiifiedmemories - Bitch, you been with me since B.etelgeuse as well!! We be tight af, you my home-fry, Junebug! We family! I’ve got’chu, you got me, now lets go binge some god damn M.ICHAEL FUCKIN’ K.EATON, YEAH! Also, thank you for turning me on to the Falsettos. HOME WRECKERS. I fucking love that kid Jason oh my god the snarky little shit. ( Also, guy’s, she’s got many muses && they all rock ‘round the clock, go check ‘em out! )

@dominionovershadows - you’re an absolute babe && we’ve got so much depth between our characters already between here && discord. I mean holy shit we could write a novel series to rival g.eorge R R m.artin’s with our combined forces is2g. It could happen! But you’re such a fab. writer && I can’t wait to read all that damn heartbreak you’ve told me about.

@csborn & @pcindre - you two love-birds make this old buzzard both uncomfortable && happy at the same time. How dare you provoke such conflicting emotions. Naw, I’m just kidding. You guys are the greatest, rly. Thank you so much for letting me become your friend && all our discord chats honestly give me life. WE NEED TO GET SOME SINISTER SIX MAYHEM ROLLING, YO! Toomes can be an adoptive dad to both your muses, it’s perfect. ( but he’ll still give Harry plenty of shit. Let’s go, go, Power Ranger! )

@ottoctavius - I know we haven’t started anything on here, but I love our interactions on discord between Otto & Adrian so damn much. They’re such an odd pair of bros, whether they ever admit it out loud or not. There’s a lot of depth between them I’d kill to explore more, even the AUs. Also more YELLING abt getting the Sin Six going, somehow! ( also, dude, go make Spidey already. You’re good )

@tannen - You’re still one of my greatest && most favorite friends ever bb, you’ve always got my back && I’ve always got yours! We’re fam, through thick && thin && Pepsi Free! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH && DON’T YOU FORGET IT!! 91′ verse rock babes 5evr!

Now LET’S  get  DOWN  to  BUSINESS! ( to defeat the Spider! )

Meet the Family && Crew !!

@brainsnbeauty, @winterxsoldierx, @imwhatyoucalledme, @starkwithsarcasm, @strawsandshoelaces, @blindlygifted, @pietraquill

Army of Spiders !!

@igothxmewcrk, @spiderbit, @spiidcr, @isxhoolxdyxu, @8leggedfreakazoid, @spidcrtingles, @webheadjrr, @websslinging, @itsybitsyparker, @simplypeterparker, @redactedidentity, @queensheroism, @stiickyfingers, @underxxs, @losesbackpacks, @friendlywebslinger, @simplypeterparker, @peniisparker, @98percnt

Bozo in the Tower ( Starks ) !!

@snarkofstark, @reactxr, @starktonystark, @ironformed

Circling from Above !!

@atomotus, @threeclaws, @sokovianunion, @mjchell, @mossed, @killerofkillcrs, @iamnxtaqueen, @blackandredequaldead, @fuckingfranchise, @arkhevia, @tricxster, @natureiisms, @jeanieisms, @multiplechoicepast, @hellblczing, @scouscr, @designed-to-be-beautiful, @drcylewis, @notaweapon, @strangcrdoctor, @lovelornrocketscientist, @welldriven, @kareninterface, @kingxfmischief, @axntmay, @spxderaunt, @larbmachine, @altarbov, @outlawiism, @flawedlouise, @phxtxn, @theosbornspare, @hawkiisms(fucKAW u hawkASS)

I Can’t Save Her: Part 22

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 2,365

Catch Up Here

Summary: You have been with the Avengers for three years and during that time you have developed a close friendship with Bucky. When you discover another woman in Bucky’s room you begin to question what your true feelings for him are.

Author’s Notes: See my previous post here. I was hoping to have Bucky in this chapter but I didn’t want to cut his reappearance short. Tags are at the bottom. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged/removed.

I love your comments, messages, asks, likes, reblogs – all of it. <3

Originally posted by thefandomlifenerd

Originally posted by starkandsnow

Originally posted by depressedparalysis

“Y/N,” Steve said concerned as he grabbed ahold of my uninjured arm to catch me. I had stumbled and nearly fallen once we had entered the jet. He picked me up and carried me to my seat.

I smiled at him weakly. “Stevie – I may have fibbed a little about that gunshot,” I mumbled softly. His brows knitted in concentration as he removed my makeshift bandage that had long since been soaked through. I knew the wound itself was superficial and wouldn’t kill me, but the rage I had tapped into for my energy had dissipated. It left me mentally and physically weary.  Steve retrieved the first aid kit and began to nimbly treat my wound the best he could. “I’m sorry,” I whispered as he worked.

“About getting shot?” he asked – his eyebrows shooting up as he looked at me.

“I lost control,” I muttered.

“We all do at some point,” he reassured me with a small smile. I couldn’t help but notice that the smile didn’t reach his eyes. It was obvious – he was worried about Bucky and about me. I sighed wearily as he set his jaw with determination. “We’ll find him. You’re okay, but we’re going to have to get you checked out,” he added as he stood and strolled to the pilot’s seat of the jet.

“Rogers,” Nick’s curt voice filled the air. “How did it go?”

“We’ve extracted some security footage from three days ago. I’m sending it to you now. We need you to run facial recognition on this. We think any intel you can find will be the best route to finding Bucky,” his last words fell flat. I knew where his mind had gone – to Bucky being stored in Siberia for decades under the control of H.Y.D.R.A.

“You found information on Barnes?” Nick sounded somewhat surprised.

“H.Y.D.R.A. has him,” Steve answered bluntly. “And Y/N has been shot,” he added nervously as he turned to look at me. “It’s not life threatening, but we need to get her treated quickly. I need her to be as recovered as she can be when we go in for extraction.”

“I’m in London now – I will meet you at the facility in Vienna.”

There was a brief pause. “Nick, you better call in Nat and Tony for this one,” Steve added.

“That’s a little difficult since Stark doesn’t know Y/N is with you,” Fury added sourly.

“You just worry about getting Stark here… I’ll do the rest,” Steve responded. “Over and out.”

“Y/N?” Steve’s voice was softer – he had set autopilot on the jet and had abandoned his post to check on me.

“Hm?” I muttered sleepily. In the back of my mind I knew my sudden burst of exhaustion was from both the emotional trauma I had endured and the physical trauma that had caused me to lose blood. I tried to do the math in my head – the wound wasn’t that bad, but I had recklessly ignored it for the most part. I mainly had forgotten just how much it hurt to be shot. Steve shook me gently to try to wake me up fully. I opened my eyes and blinked furiously to clear my vision.

“I can’t have you falling asleep on me,” he said seriously. He brushed the hair that had become stuck to my forehead away from my face. Steve had always been my protector – in a different way from Bucky. He was like the brother I had always wished I had.

I smiled at him sadly. “I’m sorry Steve,” I whispered.

“Why do you keep apologizing?” He asked confused – a hint of humor in his eyes. “You’re the one that got shot… not me. I should have done a better job.” He grimaced as he looked at my wound again.

“That’s not what I’m apologizing about,” I whispered softly. “I’m sorry about Bucky. You lost him too… and now…” Tears began to fill my eyes. I felt Steve’s hand wrap around mine.

“Listen to me. Y/N, I promise you that we’ll find him and we’ll save him. Whatever it takes. If it’s the last thing I do – I will get Bucky back to you,” he said it as if he was making a solemn vow – and I knew he completely meant it. I offered him a small smile. “You know it isn’t just for you…” he said softly.

“What?” I asked confused.

“He needs to be with you. I’ve known Bucky for a long time. I’ve watched him struggle to come back from the places that H.Y.D.R.A. took him, and for so long I was worried. Worried that he would never quite feel like he belonged, but then you showed up and it was like two puzzle pieces snapping together. Whatever he’s thinking…. Whatever he’s doing… he knows deep down that he can’t run from you,” Steve squeezed my hand reassuringly before making his way back to the controls.

“I’m telling you Rogers – she is staying here and that is final.”

“Listen Tony, she is probably one of the only people that can reason with him so if she can go she is going. She will obviously want to go,” Steve let out an angry huff. Apparently the two men had been arguing for quite some time and had finally managed to wake me up. I moved stiffly as I opened my eyes – wincing as I remembered I had been shot. The pain wasn’t quite as bad now – I had a feeling that at some point someone had given me a hearty dose of painkillers.

“What the hell are you two arguing about?” I groaned as I carefully scooted myself up in the bed. Both men turned to me. Steve had the good grace to look ashamed while Tony continued to look annoyed.

“Steve here wants you to go with him once we locate Barnes. I think it is too dangerous in your condition,” Tony scoffed as he crossed his arms.

“Oh come on Tony! The doctor said there was no major damage – hell he even said there wasn’t that much blood loss. She passed out from a combination of things. You were here when he said it! He said she needed rest which she’s done plenty of for the last three days!” Steve was yelling now. He wasn’t going to back down from Tony on this.

“Do I have a say in any of this?” I asked quietly. Both men looked slightly taken aback.

“Of course you do Y/N” Steve answered apologetically.

“I am going. He’s there because of me, and I have to make it right,” I answered quietly. I also had the very real feeling that he wouldn’t come back with us which made my heart sink, but I had to go. I had to see him. I had to speak to him. I had to save him. I swallowed hard to keep the tears at bay. I looked up wearily at Tony as he opened his mouth to argue. I put up a hand to silence him so I could continue. “Listen, Tony you will be there. I won’t do anything crazy. I’ll stay behind everyone else, but you know I have to do this. Please let me do this.”

Tony huffed as he mulled over my little speech. Finally, he threw his hands up in exasperation. “Fine – I know I’m not going to win this one anyways. If you feel like you can go then go. Just remember – you being reckless can put others in danger.” And just like that he stormed out of the room. I could tell he understood why I needed to go, but he was obviously not happy about it. Steve shook his head – a look of pure frustration on his face – as he sat down on the side of my bed.

“Tony’s just mad that I let you come here and that you got hurt. How do you feel?” he asked.

“I mean it certainly isn’t the worst I’ve felt, but I’ve been better,” I smiled at him meekly. “Steve…” I began

“Fury has gathered some intel on the men that took Bucky. He’s already identified several and now we are just circling until we can pinpoint an exact location. We’re close though,” he added reassuringly. I sighed wearily as I slid back into the bed. Steve was still looking at me concerned.

“Y/N…” he said hesitantly.

“Yeah Steve?”

He paused and shifted uncomfortably. “Are you sure you’re up for this?” I could tell he was still uncomfortable about my reaction at the facility. It was a side of me that Steve had never actually seen before, and I could tell it made him nervous.

“I have to be, Steve. I don’t have a choice. I have to see him.”

He smiled at me sadly. “Okay – try to get some more rest. I will let you know once Fury pinpoints a location.” He rose carefully from the bed and left to allow me to rest.

I drifted into an uneasy sleep which swirled with memories, dreams, nightmares, blood, and Bucky’s face as he wordlessly spoke his apology to me before being beaten and dragged away to some unknown hell.

“Y/N,” Nat whispered under her breath so Tony and Steve wouldn’t hear. I broke from my thoughts to look at her. I hadn’t noticed how tense my body had become until I felt the ache in my arm. “Are you alright?” she asked concern.

“Yeah I’m fine. I’m just… I’m just trying to focus.” I responded before we lapsed back into silence.

It had taken five days, from the time we had visited the facility, for Nick to track down where he believed Bucky had been taken. The area was a relatively remote place in Siberia – not unlike the facility they previously used to store Bucky and the other Winter Soldiers. I swallowed the bile rising in my throat — store. What had they done to him in the eight days since they had captured him? Were we already too late? Even if we weren’t… even if Bucky was still Bucky… would he come back after all he had been through because of me? I felt my heart begin to race at the thought. As soon as we had received the intel we had packed up and were in the air in under thirty minutes. Since we had left my mind had been plagued by a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.

For what it was worth, Steve and I had asked both Tony and Nat to stand down in regards to Bucky. They were with us solely for support, because we knew we were walking into a trap. Their job was to distract and neutralize while we looked for Bucky. I had made Tony promise me, with quite a bit of argument, that he would stay out of whatever happened with Bucky after he had all but threatened to drag him back to the compound if it was the last thing he did. Steve stayed mostly silent during the exchange. When I pushed him about it later he had quietly refused to talk about what we would do if Bucky refused to come back. Ever since the conversation he had avoided being alone with me. I knew he was just as anxious about it as I was. I also knew that Steve had promised to bring Bucky back, and he wasn’t one to take promises lightly.

The rocking of the jet as it touched down brought me back to the present. I swallowed hard as I unbuckled myself from my seat and checked to make sure I had all of my gear.  Nat and Tony exited the jet to give Steve and myself some time to talk. “You okay?” he asked quietly.

“Are you okay?” I countered back.

He shifted uncomfortably but remained quiet for a moment. “We should probably go,” he finally answered as he grabbed his shield.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. ran a perimeter check – everything out here is clear. We have about fifty hostiles inside but they are spread out enough that if we do it right we should be able to take care of them pretty quickly. It seems like more are gathered at one of the lower levels. That’s probably where Barnes is being held,” Tony called over his shoulder as Steve and I exited the jet.

“Great. They definitely won’t be expecting that we have brought people with us, but we still need to be careful. Who knows what they have up their sleeves. Tony and Nat – let’s work on clearing out the top levels while Y/N accesses their security footage. Tony I’m assuming you found an easy access point for that?” Steve responded.

“Oh certainly. My name wouldn’t be Stark if I couldn’t,” he snorted.

“Okay. Y/N you focus on that. We will try to keep you covered, but stay alert just in case. We want to go in with as much stealth as we can. Once we have cleared the top level and extracted the intel we need – Tony I need you to create some sort of diversion that will cause most of the lower levels to clear out. That will help Y/N and I move through the lower levels without having to deal with as many guards. Think you can handle it?” he asked Tony.

Tony scoffed. “If I can handle a horde of angry aliens hell bent on destroying New York City I am pretty sure I can handle a few H.Y.D.R.A. agents.”

“Okay… Okay. Let’s get this over with” Steve sighed as I gripped my gun tightly. 

The words of the man from the facility echoed in my mind as we neared the entry point that Tony had scouted for us. “Tell me, did Sargent Barnes ever tell you what it was like to be unmade?” If anything was for certain, I knew that H.Y.D.R.A. would soon find out what it was like to be unmade.  If it was the last thing I did – I would make every one of them pay. My anger festered and flowed from me as I tapped into a place that would help me survive the nightmares that were yet to come.

Tags: (Some did not work – if you have changed your name and want to be tagged, please let me know!)

@marvel-lucy @lbouvet @aweways @your-puddin @alexivila @nadialinett14 @kirakatlove  @bellenuit45 @sgt-jbb-107 @iwillbeinmynest @poemwriter90 @shamvictoria11 @griever457 @3brosangel @sebatisanstan @remy-hadleey @winter-in-wakanda @imgettingmarriedtobuckybarnes @iyanahhhhhh @mrsdarcyinlovewithbuckybarnes @cinophilic-psychopath @that-crazy-bitch-you-hate @azaleawardrobeo @ailynalonso15 @getwildbesexy @hollycornish @themistsofmyavalon @pabegay1 @thewinterher0 @dream-yourown-dreamss @nikkitia7 @supernaturaldean67 @annieluc @amrita31199 @poemwriter98 @totallygroovyllama @jeelicious78 @moncun @callamint @mizzzpink @sebbys-girl @caffeineandlaserbeams @unicornicopia1  @pleasefixthepain @stickthinbarbie @phoenix-and-unicorns @iamthescarlettwitch @seargantbcky   @lillian-paige @ephemeral-high @earinafae @bless-my-demons @kaaatniss   @cute-corpse @rickygriimes @callie-swagg1 @coffeeismylife28 @buckypietroandstevearemyfavs @imamoose @barnes-toddpartnersinheartbreak @heytherepartner

Taken For a Fool

So this is inspired from my Strokes story, Taken for a Fool on wattpad. However, I made it into an Avengers AU where everyone is in college. It’s also Pietro x Reader

Originally posted by marvelprincesspants

Part 1                                    Part 11

Part 2                                    Part 12

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10 

Your name: submit What is this?

Pietro’s POV

I roll onto my side with a groan. My head was pounding and my mouth felt as though it was filled with cotton.

“Mm, good morning.” A female voice says, letting me know that I’m not alone.

I turn and see a busty looking girl with dark, almost black messy hair. She had plump, rosy lips that looked swollen and red lipstick smugged on her chin.

“Good morning. Look, I’m really busy today, beautiful. Do you think you can…” I avert my eyes to the door, hoping that she would get the hint.

“Yeah, I have to go anyway. Call me?” She asks, as she slips on her dress and grabs her purse and shoes.

“Sure of course, Danielle.” I exaggerate my accent a bit try to elicit a giggle from the girl I slept with last night.

However her smile turns into a look of disgust before she slaps my face.

“It’s Darcy asshole!” She turns on her heel and storms out of my room with her heels in hand.

“Whatever.” I run my hands through my hair with a sigh.

Doesn’t matter, I’m done with her anyway.

I slowly sit up from my bed and slip on a pair of boxers before heading into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

“Damn, what’d you do to piss that girl off?” My roommate Clint asks, as I come into the living room and sit on the couch with him and my other roommate .

“Forgot her name.” I say with a chuckle, turning my attention to the TV.

“That’s the third day in a row you’ve done that with a girl man. Ever thought about settling down?” Clint asks.

“Nah, I’m too busy having fun.“ I sigh, tired of this reoccurring discussion.

"I’m sure you’ve hooked up with every girl in this school.”  He continues.

“You’re exaggerating. I’ve only slept with all the beautiful girls on campus.” I smirk.

“Not every pretty girl. What about Y/n L/N?”

"Who?” I have honestly never heard of this girl before.

“Y/n. She’s in our International Relations class.” He says slowly.

“You know that I never show up for that class.” I laugh.

“It’s this chick.” Clint says pulling out his phone to pull up her picture on Instagram.

He pulls up a picture of her at the beach, clad in a bikini and floppy sun hat.

She looked pretty enough. Nice smile, great body. She had a short afro with coffee cinnamon colored skin and a bright white smile.

“Oh, she’ll be easy.” I say with a shrug.

“Then let’s make this a bet.” Clint suggests.

This man definitely has a gambling problem.

“Okay what are the terms?” I ask intrigued.

“You have a month to make her fall in love with you. If you succeed, I’ll buy all your drinks for a whole semester when we go out. If you lose, you clean the whole apartment, bathroom and everything for the semester.” Clint holds out hand.

"Deal.” I shake his hand with a smirk.

This is too easy.

The Fourth

A/N: The following story is a one-shot in honor of Steve Rogers and the Fourth of July. There is no pairing; it is just meant as a bit of friendship fluff. Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read it! Tags are at the bottom.

Warning: Language

Word Count: 1,191

For once, Steve Rogers was dressed exactly as someone who didn’t know him personally would assume he dressed: as a walking American flag. To be fair, he was wearing legitimate clothes: shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals. They just all happened to be covered with American flag designs.

He exited his living quarters in Avengers Tower and was instantly greeted by a groan of disapproval. Sam dragged a hand down his face.

“I love my country just as much as you do, but please tell me you’re not seriously wearing that outfit to the party,” he joked, daring to take another look at his friend. “Shit. That’s really awful.”

“You have an American flag on your shirt,” Steve pointed out. “What’s the difference?”

“The difference? I’m also wearing khaki shorts. I don’t look like Betsy Ross threw up on me.”

“I highly doubt she threw up American flags.”

Keep reading

Hair Tucking

Request: Hi! Can I please request a Peter, Steve or Bucky (you can choose, haha) writing where the f!reader is best friends with him and also an Avenger. Also, could the reader have a habit of tucking her short hair behind her ear and eventually Peter/Steve/Bucky starts to just do it for her when he’s by her? Thank you!! Hopefully this makes sense….

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: None.

Word count: 1,536

A/N: Holy shit guys, so i just reached 1k?? Wtf?? Thank you so much you guys have no idea how much I love you all!! As you may have noticed, i had no idea what to name this..

My Masterlist

Feel free to request anything by sending an ask to my inbox! (Please check if requests are still open before requesting!)

Originally posted by chelseaslightlyinterrupted

Hair Tucking

“I’m in the mood for some Netflix.” You mumbled, crossing your legs on your chair as you set your coffee mug on the table.

The sun shone right through the windows of the Stark Tower, illuminating the kitchen full of superheroes having breakfast. Every Avenger was minding their own business: Tony and Bruce testing out some new toaster they had made, Natasha and Clint bickering in the corner, Thor looking for his secret stash of Poptarts, and Steve and Bucky drinking coffee at the table with you.

Steve looked over at Bucky, sharing a puzzled look before he tilted his head and turned back to you.“What’s a Netflix?”

Keep reading