i wanna get all the avengers ones

So let’s talk about Bi Steve Rogers.
  • He’s always been casually bi
  • Always been pretty obvious about it by media standards but The Straights™ never noticed
  • The lgbt+ community all took notice but didn’t wanna say anything in case the first avenger was actually really homophobic and would get mad
  • Then one of those shitty homophobic news stations starts talking about the rumours and how they are ridiculous because Steve is an American hero and knows traditional values and all that jazz
  • When he hears about this he decides he wants to come out
  • He researches ways to come out but all the tips he finds are for small scale situations
  • While searching he comes across dates for nyc pride
  • He calls Natasha to tell her
  • She totally supports him but warns him of media backlash and being careful and all that stuff
  • And so, a few weeks later Steve is getting ready to go to his first pride parade
  • He painted over his eyes with the bi pride colors and wore a t-shirt of his shield with a bi color pallette that he found online
  • When he gets there he immediately starts smiling??? Like, he can’t stop grinning??     
  • At first no one notices it’s him because face paint and huge crowds
  • But then he finds a group of people waving bi flags around on a float and walks over
  • He starts talking to one of the girls walking next to it and about 30 seconds into their conversation she realises she’s talking to Captain America and has a mini heart attack
  • She wanted to make sure so she quietly asks his name and he happily tells her his full name
  • She almost screams but instead thanks him for everything he’s done and asks him why he’s here
  • “Well, I’m bisexual and I saw some guy on the tv talking about how there’s no way I like boys because I know ‘traditional values’ or something like that, so I decided to come to pride. Just to prove them wrong.”
  • She asks if he wants to talk to the group leader about making an announcement and he very excitedly says yes
  • She brings a man with his hair dyed blue, pink, and purple and a flag tied around his shoulders over and he gasps before going to shake Steve’s hand
  • The man brings Steve up onto the float and hands him a megaphone
  • They check around for cameras near them and once they were sure that someone would get it on camera Steve started talking
  • He basically just said he was bi as hell and loved girls AND boys, along with a little undertone of “fuck the media and it’s heteronormativity” mixed in
  • The news goes crazy within half an hour
  • When Steve gets back home he immediately contacts the news outlet that caused this whole debacle and asked if they would have him on the show
  • Obviously they said yes because who says no to a war hero
  • They try to keep the interview on the topic of his achievements but he keeps bringing up people he hooked up with during that time period
  • The first one he talked about was a girl so they were relieved
  • Most people thought the video from pride was a hoax and it was just someone claiming to be Steve and hum talking about a girl made the interviewer feel like it really was a hoax
  • But then he starts talking about the time him and Howard Stark made out in the back room of his lab and laughing about it
  • That’s when the interviewer decided to just ask him outright whether he really was in that video
  • “Yeah, that was me. Of course it was.”
  • The interviewer is baffled and mildly offended
  • “Why would you do something like that?” He asked in a way that made it seem like some huge scandal
  • “I saw someone on the news, this channel to be exact, try to disprove rumors about me being gay. Which I’m not, by the way, so at least you were half right. I’m bisexual. That means I’m attracted to both men and women.”
  • “That’s not possible.”
  • “Sure it is! It’s stars and stripes, not one or the other isn’t it?”
  • The internet has a fit
  • The lgbt+ community has never felt more alive honestly
  • Steve goes to every pride he can and talks to younger kids
  • He went on Ellen and talked about his experiences as a bisexual man in the 40’s
  • Mostly he just said he spent most of his younger years either fighting someone or crushing on someone
  • On the twitter account Tony helped him make he constantly tries his best to help out anyone who is feeling unsafe or unsure about their identity
  • Donates to lgbt+ charities
  • Probably starts a group that helps lgbt+ kids who have no place to stay by building group homes that have materials/resources specifically for them
  • So many bi jokes
  • Like any bi pun you could possibly think of he has made
  • Really helped a lot of people feel better and learn to accept themselves/others because of his openness and sheer willpower
  • Just, bi Steve Rogers being a pure force in the universe
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I’ve been meaning to make one, so here’s all my stories so far. It will get updated as more stories get done. My ask box is always open for requests, so feel free to send them in :)


Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

Sam Wilson

Scott Lang

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Loki Laufeyson


You’re My Drug (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request: Can I have a one shot/fic where reader is shy and one of the avengers’ daughter (up to you) and she sings when no one is at the tower. And Bucky walks in and it relaxes him so he asks reader to sing him a lullaby to put him to sleep. Thank you, and good luck with all your requests!

Hey little mama

Ain’t gotta ask me if I want to

Just tell me, can I get a light?

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

‘Cause I can always see the farthest stars when I’m on you

I don’t wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin’ you

“Steve, come here,” Bucky whispered with a summoning curl of his finger.  “Did you know about this?”

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“I Would Sacrifice the World “ Part One - Pietro Maximoff x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2,604

Warnings: A lil angst? 

Request: Hi! Love your writing and just wanted to know if I could request a little somethin’. Could you do a Pietro x reader where the reader dies saving the little Russian sass-master in Sokovia and he gets all sad? (You don’t have to if you don’t wanna btw)

Hi! Can I have a request with Pietro where the reader has force field powers and they try to reenact that scene from the incredibles with Violet and Dash? 

Author’s Note: I know I originally said that I was going to make this one long imagine, but I changed my mind because I kinda got stuck. SOOO here’s part one. I hope you don’t mind, but I mixed these two requests :)

**follows the plot of Avengers: Age of Ultron**

“Do you think Pietro wears a speedo?”

“Really, (Y/n)? Right now?” Wanda hissed, nudging your shoulder.

“What? I’m bored… and it’s not like we have anything to do until Pietro gets-”

“What about me?” Pietro asked, speeding his way over to the two of you.

“Well, (Y/n) was just wondering-”

“When you were gonna get back,” you interrupted, walking over to him so the two of you were face to face. “You know, for a speedster, that took way longer than it should have,” you teased, poking his chest.

Pietro scoffed, “Come on, let’s get off our asses and get some work done.” Pietro winked and sped off into the snowy distance, towards the Avengers who were awaiting the “enhanced”.

“And to answer your question,” Wanda continued, “shouldn’t you know? Since you are the one sleeping with him?” She smirked and walked in front of you.

“What-how did you… oh, that’s right. You’re a telepath,” you sighed, bringing your palm up to your face. “It-it was a one-time thing!” You yelled, chasing after Wanda into the battlefield.

One thing was on your mind as you treaded through the snowy forest: how the hell were you supposed to fight the Avengers? Wanda and Pietro were more skilled with their powers, but yours were a little more difficult to control. Creating force fields really drained the energy out of you, and so far the biggest force field you had created was big enough to cover a basketball. Thankfully, HYDRA trained you to become an agent. But unfortunately, that wasn’t what you wanted. The only reason you volunteered for such horrid experiments was because you loved the twins. They convinced you it was the right thing to do, the right way to honor not only their parents, but your older brother.

*flashback to before the experiments*

“Wanda? Is that you in there? Because I don’t think your brain is working,” you retorted, flicking your forehead as if nothing was in there.

“(Y/n)! Listen to us. Stark deserves to pay for what he did to our lives,” She argued, her accent voicing her hatred and anger about Tony Stark. “Our family didn’t deserve to be ruined. We don’t deserve to live on the streets. Our families didn’t deserve to die. Your brother didn’t deserve to be crushed by the apartment building-”

“Don’t,” you interrupted, tears bursting out of your eyes. “Don’t talk about my brother.” You crossed your arms crossed and turned around to look out the window of the place the three of you were squatting at. You took a deep breath, and stared at the people who were struggling to live; attempting to sell homemade food and jewelry, cute little shops that were not so adorable anymore due to the amount of rubble that surrounded them. The city became a dump, filled with tortured and broken souls that had lost too much. “My brother and I moved here from New York because we wanted to live a different life. Marcus thought it would be a good idea to move here, seen as how our family was from this place. When we arrived, I didn’t think the area we lived in was nice, but my brother was an optimist and said ‘don’t worry, (Y/n). We can make the best outta this, like we always have’. And for a moment, I believed him. I believed that even though we were living in the smallest flat, with a little amount of money, that we would still be the same dynamic duo that we always were.” Wiping the tears and pushing your hair out of your face, you turned to face the twins. “So tell me… do you really think this is a good idea? Should we put our faith in this shady organization and risk our lives for this?”

“Wanda, can I talk to (Y/n) for a moment… alone?” Pietro asked, his hand rubbing her shoulder. She looked up at him, then back at you.

“Sure, I’ll be in my room,” Wanda said quietly, walking out of the living room into the room that was claimed by her. Pietro took a few steps closer to you and reached his hand up to your cheek, his gentle fingertips brushing the side of your face in a comforting way.

Draga, can I be honest with you?” Pietro asked. You nodded. His hands fell down past your waist and took hold of yours. “I don’t know how I feel about us joining this program, but I want him to pay for what he did. The only good thing that came out of that tragic day was you. I want the two of you to be safe-”

“But what if something happens to us? What if we are just gonna sacrifice ourselves for no reason?”

“Then I’ll do it on my own.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “What? No. I’m not gonna let you…”

“Printesa, I would sacrifice the world for you.”

You smiled, “Pietro, that’s sweet but I can’t let you do that.” Pressing a soft kiss to his gentle lips, you sighed and ran your fingertips through his white tinted hair. “I guess… it’s better that we take down Stark together.”

“You know… I lov-”

*Flash forward to the present*

“(Y/n)! You alright?” Wanda asked, her voice disrupting your thoughts and bringing you back to reality. Her hands were placed on your shoulders, lightly shaking you to get your attention.

“Hm?” Your eyes adjusted to her worried figure, she knew something was up. “Oh, nothing. I’m fine!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah! I just got lost in my thoughts, that’s all,” you assured with a soft smile. She nodded and the two of you split up, off to fight the world’s mightiest heroes.

Later on, you found Pietro speeding through the snow-covered trees, mocking one of the Avengers you knew as Hawkeye.

“Come on, old man. You didn’t see that coming?” Pietro taunted before speeding off into the distance. You laughed at his childish behavior and began to run in Pietro’s direction , but Hawkeye quickly stood on his feet and pulled an arrow from his quiver and placed it in his bow. Whoosh.

“What the-!” You yelled at an arrow that just missed your head. Hawkeye stood strong, placing another arrow on his bow.

“How many enhanced are there… you all look so young,” He acknowledged while letting go of the arrow, letting it fly towards you. Your hands glowed an alluring periwinkle color, quickly forming into a large circle that floated in front of you like a shield. The force field blocked the arrow, thankfully it was headed for your shoulder since the force field only blocked the top of your head down to your knees. Hawkeye ducked, dodging his arrow that bounced off of the glowing shield, and you stood still, trying not to show how exhausted you were. However, he noticed.

“You alright there, Sparky?” Hawkeye questioned, a smirk that followed the cringeworthy nickname that he gave you.

“Sparky,” you panted, “really, Birdman?”

“You seem a little exhausted,” he poked, nodding his head towards your tired figure. You straightened your shoulders and tilted your head side to side, cracking it as a sign of strength; even though the only thing on your mind was laying next to Pietro in your nice, warm bed instead of being in this cold snow.

“Psh, I could do this all day,” you challenged, still struggling to catch your breath.

He chuckled and slightly shook his head. “I’ve got a friend who says the same thing when he’s not willing to back down in a fight. But it almost sounded like you said it with a hint of uncertainty. Are you sure you are doing the right thing?”

Taking a deep breath and shrugging, you smirked and used all your strength, slowly creating a round technicolor force field that took the shape of a glowing, violet sphere.


Your hands flung the ball of energy towards the Avenger, knocking him into a tree before plopping down onto the snow that covered the forest. Starting to walk away, you giggled before groaning in pain. Your head hurt like hell, almost as if a child was banging it with a pot. Everything started to merge together, creating a messy blur of white covered trees and the flurry of snow that laid on top of the barren grass. The last thing you remembered was the color of the seemingly gray sky with the sun hiding ever so carefully behind the fluffy white clouds. Then everything went dark…

“How much longer til she wakes up?” A man asked, his voice sounding concerned. “She’s been in here for so long…”

“Not sure, she’ll probably try to kill us when she does, though,” a different man quipped, his footsteps getting closer to you.

Opening your eyes was a struggle. A bright, white light was shining over you, almost making you feel like Jesus was coming to bring you to heaven. Psh… like that was ever gonna happen, you thought. On the bright side (pun not intended), the harsh pain in your head had gone away. You tried to move your hands but cold metal stopped you from getting up. Your eyes flew wide open, looking down at your hands only to see them handcuffed to the side of a bed… that you somehow got into. Wincing at the small bruise that started to form around your wrists, your gaze finally adjusted to the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist: Tony Stark.

“Oh, good! You’re awake!” Tony exclaimed, clapping his hands. You tensed up and pulled your fingers into a fist, restraining yourself from smiting him on the spot. He noticed how uncomfortable you were and opened a drawer next to the bed. “Sorry about the handcuffs,” he said, continuing to search through the draws until he found a small key. “They are just a safety precaution, even though we know you are too worn out to create that purple ball-thingy.”

“You,” you growled.

“Yep, tis me,” he joked, turning towards Clint Barton, who just glared at him.

Despite Tony’s reassuring smile and light-hearted jokes, anger spread throughout your body and you tried your hardest not to do or say anything irrational. However, you failed.

“What’s your name, beauti-”

“Screw you,” You interrupted, gritting your teeth. Tony’s dark brown eyes closed; his face showing that “wait-what?” expression.

“Excuse me?” he asked, crossing his arms while cocking his eyebrow.

Anger continued to flow throughout your veins, giving you strength to break free from the cuffs and push him against the wall with another forcefield. Tony hit the wall and Clint came up from behind you, holding your hands behind your back so you couldn’t hit him.

“You ruined my life-our lives!” You yelled, struggling to break free from Clint’s grip. A few things got knocked over, and you accidentally hit him in the face with your elbow. Once you heard him wince, you turned around and saw how much things got out of control. Tony noticed your pain and watched as your eyes started to water.

He held out his hand and slowly walked towards you, “I don’t know what I did to you, but I am sorry-”

“You are 'sorry’? 'Sorry’ isn’t gonna cut it, Mr. Fancyman! My brother is dead because of you! He was the only family I had left and now he’s gone!” You screamed, poking his chest as tears flooded down your face. He grabbed your hands and you froze in front of him.

“Look kid!” Tony shouted, attempting to get your broken soul to listen to him. He took a deep breath and looked into your hurt (y/e/c) eyes, “I don’t know what I did. But, I can’t fix what happened. All I can do is say I’m sorry, and try to learn from my mistakes to make sure that no one else goes through what you went through.”

All these years you spent hating, despising the man that took the life of your brother. But that man wasn’t the person you thought he was. Tony was kind, and what happened was a mistake that shouldn’t have happened.

“You can’t change the past,” you whispered, your eyes focusing on the mess you made. The silver table that was next to the bed were knocked over, the papers with your background information had been scattered all over the floor. Your hands slipped out of Tony’s gentle grasp as you sunk to the floor, placing your head in-between your knees. “I guess it was easier to blame you…”

Tony glanced over to Clint, who put his hand up as a way of saying “I’m fine”, and kneeled down next to you. His hand patted your shoulder, an awkward sort of gesture, but comforting in a way. Tony opened his mouth to say something but was quickly interrupted by Bruce Banner’s voice over the comms.

“Uh, Stark. It’s Bruce. The package… I need your help.”

“Stay here,” Tony advised, getting off the floor and briskly walking out of the room.

“What’s that about?” You asked Clint, raising an eyebrow.

He sighed and helped you up, “I would tell you but I really don’t feel like it. I got some work to do, wanna help?”

You nodded and he led you to a room with a bunch of tech equipment. Most of it was old; some of the things were very advanced. Which you expected, considering it was all Tony Stark’s equipment. Hawkeye sat down and started to mess around with a radio, attempting to hear some sort of message.

“So, what are we doing?” You asked, picking up an old comm set.

“One of our team members has been taken by Ultron, she’s somewhere- most likely in Sokovia.”

“What’s an Ultron?”

“Tony tried to create something to save the world. But as it turns out, it’s just trying to destroy it. So we have to save Natasha and the world altogether,” he explained, tampering with a radio until he thought he heard something. You watched as he listened carefully, his ears twitching to the sound of a tapping noise. Must be Morse code, you thought. Crossing your arms, you listened as well, even though you never learned Morse code. But you felt like helping Clint. He seemed to have lost a part of him. One thing you learned from Wanda is seeing loss or hurt in someone’s eyes. The way she could manipulate people’s feelings, making them see their worst fears, could really scare the living hell out of someone. She didn’t do it for fun, of course. Only when she was commanded to by some big shot HYDRA agent. But you saw that same hurt in his eyes; the fear of losing someone close to him. Clint stopped listening to the tapping noises coming from the radio and grabbed a pen, quickly jotting down some notes.

“I’m guessing you found her?”

“She gave me a clue-”

Clint stopped, his eyes now stuck on the glass ceiling. He grabbed a nearby gun and gestured for you to get behind him. “You might wanna duck,” He warned, aiming his gun above before pulling the trigger. The glass shattered, and you covered your head to protect yourself from the shards that fell from the ceiling. You heard a loud thud come from the center of the room, it almost sounded like a body had fallen in…

“What? You didn’t see that coming?” Clint teased with a smirk. Making your way over, you saw a man groaning in pain, pushing himself off of the glass-covered floor.


Part Two   

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Ok but conservatives trying to drag Steve out of Avengers Tower to get his comment of the Supreme Court ruling and the Avengers aren’t coming out but eventually Pepper lets a few reporters in and of course they don’t notice but she’s practically crying with laughter and so they rush up to the lobby and there’s Tony and Bruce and Thor and Clint and the reporters are like ‘what are your comments. Where are the other avengers. Gays are bad.’ and eventually Tony just grins r e a l l y evilly and goes
“Ladies and gentlemen! May I present to you- Captain America: his personal views on today’s society!”
And Bucky just stands there and Steve looks hella nervous and Bucky just runs over to him and to keep this post PG we’ll omit the details but the reporters are freaking out and then Natasha just walks up to the wall of reporters and stands there with her death glare and it goes a little quiet but there’s still half a riot going on and so she goes ‘Agent Hill.“ And Maria comes up to her, stone faced and Natasha turns and looks at her and the reporters go dead silent because this cannot be good and there’s a moment of complete quiet where Bucky and Steve have stopped their *aHem* overzealous activities to watch and then Natasha and Maria just start making out in front of everyone and there’s panic in the streets and it’s a wonderful beautiful time I need this ok

reyyskywalker-deactivated201612  asked:

Can I ask you what you think of Hope van Dyne? Because I really wanna know what you think of her!

Welllllllll, I think I already did that, in one of my very first “reaction posts” after seeing the movie for the first time, so I’m gonna keep it brief here (since I feel like I’m saying the same stuff over and over and over)

  • She’s first depicted as yet another one of those strong women marvel is so obsessed with depicting, BUT they also managed to also show her vulnerable side too, and it had nothing to do with another man’s life/death/etc but more about HER and how she felt unloved by her father/unworthy since he kept rebuking her, and also the grief over her mother that she eventually can’t bear when Hank Pym finally tells her about what really happened (often these strong women only get emo whenever a man is dying/dead and like the rest of the time they are so pokerface it’s annoying, so for once I was GLAD to see a woman being ambitious but also kind and a bitch to the MC before eventually showing that she can ALSO be a good friend/team player when she warms up to him and also a sly double agent with Cross! SO MANY DIFFERENT SIDES OF HOPE! WOW!)
  • Hope has the prettiest smile ever and I feel like this needs to be stated here on this post
  • I love her smile
  • Hope has like 5 different smiles and I just loved watching Evangeline’s flawless acting while she was serving us her performance like the queen she is
  • I love how she can be assertive/bossy/act like a total bitch at some points (yelling @ Scott at the beginning/leaving him with a bunch of poisonous ants all by himself/ignoring the fuck out of him lmao/punching him in the face (nope, she wasn’t trying to go for the hand)/CALLING THE POLICE ON HIS SAD CAT BURGLAR-ING ASS/THROWING HER DAD OUT OF HIS OWN FUCKING COMPANY) – and then at others she’ll ask about Scott’s daughter :3 and give him tips on how to control the ants :”3 and have an emotional breakdown in front of that dork (aka Scott Lang) without caring because she doesn’t consider emotions as a weakness, she’s not a stereotypical “don’t let them see you cry” “strong willed badass kickass strongass woman”. BLESS, ok?
  • I loved that she is so confident in herself, she doesn’t always need to have a smart-ass remark. It’s all in her gestures. And the way she mooooves is just so smoooooooth, idk if I’m just being weird about this bbbut!!! Sometimes instead of answering back, she just tips her head down and then slooooowly turns around and throws one last smile in the person’s direction before walking away and basically that’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen
  • Loved that she had ambitions, omg!!!!! Like literally show me ONE mcu lady who wants something FOR HER FUCKING SELF?? I’m pretty sure you won’t find one – they are all subordinated to someone (a man, surprise surprise!) and always fight for something so much bigger than them, etc etc; but this here was amazing because Hope just wanted to do the job for herself ALSO she just wants a suit for herself. The fucking SMUGNESS AF in the scene where she gets her wasp suit is absolutely AMAZING. All in all she didn’t want to have a boss (her dad) and often wouldn’t listen to him and for example grabs the ear apparel thing and starts talking to the ants without his permission – and I loved that she knew her own worth and didn’t give a flying fuck about Scott
  • SHE IS COMPASSIONATE AF – do you remember that she tried to help Cross? After all he’d done and said to her about her dad, even after trying to kill her dad & Scott? She still tells him something like “it’s not too late, it’s just the suit altering the chemistry of your brain, this isn’t you, let me help you” etc. She doesn’t just go like punching and shooting the bad guys until the job is done. HELLO HUMAN & FORGIVING CHARACTER
  • MY OTHER MOST FAVORITE THING is how she responded to Scott’s shit once they were more or less friends, like when Hank catches them making out and he starts mock-denying it and accusing her and leaving so fast and instead of losing her time/energy/breath trying to argue with him or her dad, she’s just like…………………………..*rolls eyes* (I’m so thankful they didn’t give her fake-ass punch line at that moment)
  • She’s basically TOO COOL FOR THIS SCHOOL!!!!!!!!
  • and not another cliché BADASS-MOTHERFUCKING WHAT-ARE-EMOTIONS-FOR female character *coughs* natasha romanoff maria hill pepper potts *coughs*
  • hallelujah mcu, you’re slowly learning <3
  • ps: check out my new sidebar gif (I wanted one of her beautiful smile, but I couldn’t find a good scene so I’ma wait till the DVD is out to change it!)
  • pps: imagine her when she finally meets Cassie omfg????? they’re sooooo gonna SIDE AGAINST SCOTT LMAO