Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader Rating: Explicit Summary: Chris and Reader attend the Academy Awards together as a couple. At the Oscars after party, Chris surprisingly wants to leave sooner because he wants to have some quality time alone with his girlfriend. - Worst summary ever written, sorry! Words Count: 2.9k Genre: NSFW/SMUT - 18+ Warnings: Smutty gifs, dirty talking, slight Dom!Chris, lots of hickeys or love bites, oral sex (both receiving - 69), fingering, hair pulling, slight spanking, multiple orgasms and rough unprotected sex. [It wouldn’t be a shock if you wrapped your cock!] Author’sNote: It can be read as a continuation of Halftime Show*. Also, the “baby girl” pet name is mentioned, but it’s not linked to a Daddy kink in this fic.
Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.
The Oscars, the greatest, most
prestigious and most glamorous ceremony of all, gathered actors, directors,
producers, costume designers and every hidden worker in the cinematographic
industry for a moment of celebration of their art. Like every year since the
ceremony that had awarded Cate Blanchett or Daniel Day Lewis, you stood by Chris’
sides and attended the shows with him for a moment of joy, creating happy
This year’s ceremony - which weren’t
such a catastrophe - nothing changed between the dozens of photographers
yelling out your boyfriend’s name, to the many laughs thanks to the host and
the dinner held by the Academy, it was a blast and there you were enjoying the
after party with Chris and some of his friends.
Even if you weren’t working in this
environment quite tough, you were always enchanted to meet more people working
behind the scenes of a movie that worked so well. The Vanity Fair Oscar parties
represented moments of different encounters, sometimes either awkward or very
interesting, but what you enjoyed most was having Chris next to you and telling
you how much you looked gorgeous, wanting to introduce you to everyone he knew
Standing next to the bar with him in
your sophisticated gown, your red lipstick outrageously showed off as you
carried a flute of champagne close to your mouth and you noticed the way his
beautiful blue eyes lingered on your lips and how his eyebrow raised so lustfully
each time, your body would brush past him. The late evening consisted of quite
sexy exchanged glances, stealing kisses and soft skin contacts that drove him
crazy the whole time.
As you shared a conversation with
him through the unbearably erotic and debauched jazz music playing in the
background, the sexual tension and frustration between you could be seen as
thick smoke from miles around. His body language told how much he only wanted
to take you, pinning you down and make you forget your name until you would
quiver and scream your bliss beneath him.
“Honey, are you even listening
to me?” You chuckled; laying a hand on Chris’ arm and his eyes followed
every detail of your skin, the way your white teeth brightened even more with
your red lipstick as a smile graced your lips. “You know, it’s rude to
stare at people… even when you love them.”
“Sorry, what did you say? I was
too busy mentally undressing you,” your boyfriend winked slowly, a hand
finding his pocket and you gulped, as you secured a lock of your hair behind
your ear and he smirked, swallowing some more of his pale ale alcohol liquid.
“You might want to see what
happens to be under this gown. Trust me.” Voice deep and sensual, you
played along his seductive game and held the flute of champagne inches away
from your lips. Chris arched an eyebrow, his palm reaching for the small of
your back and his lips fanned to your ear, making you swoon already.
“Maybe I’ll find out sooner
than you think,” he murmured a promise so huskily, offering his special
smug smile he only used behind closed doors and your decision was made as his
lips grazed behind your earlobe discreetly.
Really hoping that when Steve comes back for IW, he goes back to Tony expecting an apology and maybe for Tony to Not Be Doing So Good Without Him.
Except he gets to the compound and Tony isn’t there, so he kinda calls out to the empty room and suddenly BAM! spidey drops down from the ceiling, yelling in glee as he’s chased by Peter Quill riding on Tony’s suit the way Steve used to (Peter has his face very near Tony’s! Very very near!! Not that Steve cares!!!) On their tail is Rhodey and Gamora, doing the same thing. Rocket and Drax barrel past him, Drax actually knocking Steve on his ass in his haste to join the fray.
everyone is yelling and laughing and they don’t even realise Steve is there and he’s just kinda
How DARE You? - (Loki x Reader, Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader)
Pairing/Characters: Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader, Loki x Reader
Word Count: 461
After Loki came to carry out his punishment at the Avengers
tower, you slowly started to fall in love with him. Unbeknownst to you, Loki
returned your feelings of affection towards him. It wasn’t until a year after
Loki’s residence at the tower that he began to court you.
On one lazy Sunday afternoon, you were cuddled up next to
Loki on the soft, cushiony velvet sofa, wrapped in fluffy green and white blankets.
Loki and you were binge-watching Disney films because… why not?After the fourth film, Sleeping Beauty ended, you rotated
your body and kissed Loki on the lips. His arms relaxed around your waist as he
pulled you closer to him.
“Are you enjoying that Reindeer Games?”
You jumped from Loki to see a fuming Tony Stark. His eyes
burned with the passion of pure hatred towards Loki.
“Dad-“you started, before being cut off by Tony.
“How DARE you even touch my daughter, let alone kiss her!”
he screamed at Loki, who was surprisingly calm.
Before either of you could reply to your beetroot-faced
father, he pressed the alarm which alerted all the Avengers. Oh, no
The Avengers burst into the room individually, dressed and
equip for battle. Natasha ran in first, followed by Clint, Wanda, Sam, Thor,
Bruce, Bucky, and Steve.
“Man of iron, explain why we are here” Thor queried.
Tony, unable to contain his temper, began to scream in Thor’s
face “Why? WHY? That is why!” he
pointed to Loki “Your brother has been touching (Y/N)!”
“Calm down, Tony” Natasha interrupted your father before he
could continue screaming at Thor “At least let him explain first”. Nat gave
Tony a cold stare as if she was saying let
them explain first otherwise you will seriously regret your decision.
Thor placed the Mjolnir on Loki’s lap, so he couldn’t even
“Is this really necessary?” Loki asked, looking at the
After taking a deep breath, you began to explain how you
and Loki had slowly fallen for each other and had been dating for almost a
month. This was proceeded by you adding that Loki has been nothing but gentle
and kind to you and that you were planning on telling the Avengers next week
during your monthly dinner. Loki confirmed every statement you proclaimed and described
his feelings for you. After finishing, you looked at the team and hoped for the
“But, but, but…” Tony responded.
“Calm down drama queen” Clint mocked your father.
Tony instantly gave Natasha the puppy eyes look.
“No Tony, no plotting any revenge, your daughter is happy
and safe, especially when we are around”.
Loki sighed in relief.
“BUT YOU, don’t think that we like you, we are all watching
your every move” Nat threatened.
Bucky’s wife is pregnant, it’s everything he could have ever wanted. But being an Avenger and a new father is one hell of an act to juggle. When panic sets in he can turn to Steve and his wife, but why did it look so easy with their twins? The late nights, the days gone, something are just worth it right? But like hell will Bucky let anything come between him and his family let alone let anything harm them in any way.
A/N: There is a Grey’s Anatomy reference in this, I’m sorry hate me I don’t care, I needed a name and boom there she was. Hahaha. There is Blue Stick Crossover in this Series, so if you haven’t read The Blue Stick highly recommend it!!
The image of Bucky leaning against his bike taking a long drag of his cigarette would forever be burned into your long-term memory, as you rounded the corner you were greeted with the glorious and erotic sight. You cataloged every detail his boots, the dark wash jean over his long thick legs. The red Henley peaking out from his leather jacket made your libido purr with pleasure. Then you remembered why he was sat outside your apartment at 1 am, your drooling mess of female hormones was quickly replaced with the monster of anger and jealous. She growled throwing obscene gestures while smacking your libido as she made kissy faces at him. Bucky looked up at the sound of your heeled boots hitting the pavement as the raging war of hormones battled in your brain.
“Hey” he greeted, stomping out the cigarette. You nod for him to follow you up; your mind was racing with a thousand questions as you both climbed the stairs. Throwing open the door you rummaged through your bag pulling out the bottle of whiskey, discarding you bag by the entrance you walked swiftly to the kitchen. You listen as Bucky closed the door behind him as you pulled out two whiskey glasses. You re-entered the living room gesturing for him to sit.
Request: HiEEEE! I came
across your blog and fell in love with very many of your stories! (one of them
being feeling loved again and wheres nat and what is kindness). I had a request
that somehow came to my insane fangirl over star trek and avengers and doctor
who. I was wondering if you could do a request on it’s everyday life kinda for
Tony and his 13, 14 year-old daughter. Tony goes on with his life as an Avenger
and all and it’s getting harder on him with all the past memories of the 1st
Avengers movie, almost loosing you in Iron Man 3, and the danger you get in
during Age of Ultron(takes place before Civil War). Meanwhile, you’re
struggling with your social life and it’s slowly dropping your grades bit by
bit. You have had friends before, but you can’t keep one friend or group for
longer than a month or two because they somehow drift off into the popular
group of girls. So you become pretty lonely and your favorite place is the
tower with the avengers (let’s pretend everyone lives in the tower, I like the
tower better than the compound). And a lot of your social troubles is because
you’re more mature than everyone else, and you get along with the team the best
more than anyone you’ve ever known. Finally, one morning, you and Tony are both
up early(like, 4 am) and you talk to each other about your troubles. Whooh!
Sorry it was lengthy! Hopefully, there’s no pressure if your inbox full of
Tony loved you with all his
heart. You were his world. His baby. If something happened to you he wouldn’t
know if he could holding himself from killing the person who caused you harm.
This kind of started after the Battle of New York and when fighting Ultron.
Being his daughter, during New York, Loki nearly killed you in front of him in
the tower, where you were hiding, and before the twins joined their sides, they
targeted you, and seeing you crying and shaking, and being unable to help you
from your mental distraught pained him. The twins might have sided with them in
the end, but Tony kept you separate from Wanda until you were comfortable.
If someone harmed you, he’d hurt
them ten times worse.
“Hey guys, i-i have something to tell you,” You spoke up, nervousness clear in your voice. You had been trying to work up the nerve to come out to your teammates for quite a while now, but had never found the right moment to. But since you were all drinking together, casually talking and laughing, you thought it might be best to just give it a go.
“I’m gay. I don’t know what exact label yet, but i… I just really like this girl. And… I felt like i should tell you. Cause you’re like my family. ” You scanned the room, looking for some sort of discomfort or nasty faces, but everyone just looked the same. Some who even looked happy for you.
“Y/n, you’re a hero.” Steve smiled, making you let out a breathe you were holding without even knowing it. The others threw compliments and congratulations your way, which made you feel at home.
“Yeah, you get it girl!” Wanda (Who was sitting next to you) hugged you tightly.
“Who’s the lucky gal?” Sam asked. You had really hoped no one would’ve asked that.. You felt your face flush pink just thinking about it. Admitting it. But might as well do it.
“Nat…” You whispered, but apparently everyone had advanced hearing, since there was a huge uproar in them talking.
“I ship it!” Tony stated, while the others either nodded in agreement or threw ship names out there. You looked over at Natasha, who was just blushing, hiding her face with the mug in her hands.
“You should have told me earlier.” She smirked, sending a wink your way from across the room. “We could’ve been the cutest couple sooner.”
“So i’m guessing you’ll go out with me to coffee on Friday?” you asked, trying to keep a huge smile off your face, but failing miserably.
“Affirmative!” “Can I have your autograph?” “I cannot believe it!” “Oh yeah!” “For real?” “Good is not a thing you are. It’s a thing you do.” “Is that who I think it is?” “Never fear. Ms. Marvel is here.” “Do not talk smack about New Jersey.” “I’m not really supposed to do that.” “Take on someone your own size.” “+5 Superhero Costume of Dexterity!” “Power attack!” “Sooo coool!” “I’m here to take out the trash.”
“Well, that was… interesting,” Tony said with an exasperated sigh. Plopping down on a stool by the kitchen island, he slumped forward with his head resting on the back of his arms.
“I know, I saw the news coverage. And you got your asses handed to you. Well everyone but Peter,” Bruce responded as Tony opened a beer. “Where did he run off to anyway?”
“Who knows. I’m sure he’ll be back. We have the kid anyway, it’s more of a waiting game now.”
“The kid is just lucky Fury wants them on the team so badly. Otherwise, I would have kicked their ass all the way to the other side of the city,” Natasha grumbled while eating a bag of chips.
“Nat,” Clint warned.
“Clint,” She said shooting him a glare.
One just does not take down Natasha Romanoff without some sort of conscience. The whole team knew that she doesn’t go down without a fight easily and the fact that a kid took her out of the fight so quickly was eating away at her. Once you woke up you were definitely in for an interesting discussion.
“Do we have ID on the kid yet?” Steve asked, ignoring his friend’s attics.
“FRIDAY is running it now. We should have a name any sec - and there it is.” Tony grinned finally happy that this whole mess was over. “Our masked vigilante is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), age sixteen, and by the looks of it, they’re also insanely smart. The kid is already in college and at the top of their classes.”
“Oh, great. Another nerd,” Natasha chuckled.
“That does explain why their suit, by the look of it, was so advanced. It was almost like Tony made it,” Bruce said reading over your file.
As the team started to skim your file, Peter busted in with a slightly flustered face and something in his hand. Ignoring the team’s looks of confusion he made his way over to you - who was still unconscious on the couch. The last thing the team wanted to do was to freak you out when you woke up so they decided to keep you comfortable.
“Peter, what’s in the bag and where did you disappear to?” Clint questioned as Peter sat down in the chair next to the couch.
“(Y/N)’s bag,” He responded as Tony furrowed his eyebrows.
“You know this kid?” He asked.
“No - Yes - Uh I guess? I mean we literally just met today at the diner I was set up at and I notice they had a bag with them before I left. I figured they would want it since you know I sorta drugged them before unmasking them,” Peter rambled clearly flustered. “You know we really hit it off too. We exchanged numbers and everything. Now I going to deal with their wrath when they wake up.”
“Spidey has a crush,” Sam teased as Peter groaned.
Being the youngest on the team left Peter to be teased a lot. Still, he rather have them teasing him instead of the whole team getting into one of their overly protective moods. It took months just to convince everyone to let him go on missions and even then, he has to sit some out. A part of Peter wishes that it wasn’t you who was under the mask but another part of him was glad he didn’t have to keep the Spider-Man secret away from you. Still, he had no idea what you would do once you woke up. If it was him, he would be angry at whoever drugged him. And in his case, it was him who drugged you.
“Earth to Spidey? You’re drooling,” Pietro laughed as Wanda smacked his head. “What? Well, he is?!”
“Brother, stop. I think it’s cute. Young love at it’s finest,” She sighed as Peter’s face went as red as his suit.
“I hate everyone,” He muttered in response to their laughter.
“Alright, kid. Quit staring and wait until the kid wakes up on their own,” Tony said, returning to his beer he left on the island.
For the second time today, you awoke with a pounding headache, but this time your mouth was oddly dry. Adjusting to the bright lights shining on your face, you blinked a few times only to realize you’re not in your apartment. You were in some sort of fancy living room with a fantastic view of New York. Even the couch you were laying on was better than your shitty living situation.
You closed your eyes as the memories came flooding in; everything started to piece together and you slowly started to remember what happened. The fake robbery, the fight where you kicked everyone’s asses, being kicked to the ground by the stupid spider-guy, hurting your arm in the process, him drugging you as he unmasked you, and to make matters worse: he was that cute boy you met at the diner.
“Well, shit,” You grumbled.
Wincing from the pain of your headache and your arm, you slowly sat up from your comfy position. Just as you were about stand up you felt a hand on your bad arm. Out of reflex, you grabbed whosoever hand it was and flipped them into the ground. Realizing what you did, you let out a small gasp as you stared at the poor soul who you just have thrown. It, of course, was Peter - no surprise there.
“Dude, what the hell!?” You squawked, not caring about your headache.
“S-Should’ve seen that coming,” He groaned while trying to catch his breath.
You must have slammed him down hard because the way he was breathing looked like you knocked the wind out of him. Once he was able to breathe a bit normally, he sat up and glared at you. Someone was not a happy Spider.
“Don’t look at me like that!” You began waving your hands around. “You freaking kicked me to the ground in mid-air and drugged me!”
“Touché,” He muttered as you helped him off of the ground. “To be fair, you still have your suit on and you did attack my friends.”
“Really, kid?” You scoffed. “My arm still hurts, I have this annoying headache, and my mouth is really dry. What did you dose me with?!”
To say that you were annoyed was an understatement. You were basically kidnapped by the Avengers - that’s something you don’t hear every day - and this kid was trying to defend his actions. Your bickering carried on for a few more minutes while rest of the team stood with amused expressions. You could say that you already made a good impression on them.
“Listen hear, Spiderling. I could kick your ass any day, anytime. In fact, let’s go right now!”
“Bring it on, Glowstick!”
Before you could say anything else you heard someone clear their throat. Turning away from your heated conversation, you saw Mr. Star Spangled Banner with his arms crossed and a stern expression. Rolling your eyes, you prepared yourself for one of his righteous speeches. It was Captain America what could you expect.
“Alright, kids. Break it up, that’s enough,” He said.
“Sorry Mr. Rogers,” Peter sheepishly said as you scoffed.
“I’m sorry, Spangles… should I salute you as well?” You asked as you heard a few chuckles fill the room.
Smirking to yourself, you notice your bag leaning against the side of the couch. Taking that as your cue to leave, walked over to your bag before a hand grabbed your arm. Flinching from the pain you whipped around and stared at Peter once more.
“If you’re thinking about leaving now that’s not going to happen.”
“First off, stop grabbing my arm. And second, who is going to stop me?” You asked.
“Well, all of us,” Tony replied with a smirk. “See kid we’ve been looking for you for a while now.”
“If you’re going to arrest me, I’ll warn you now that it won’t go so well.”
Tony laughed loudly as you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. They clearly seemed like they wanted to arrest you unless they had some other thing in mind. Glancing over to Peter he shrugged while the rest of the team sighed.
“Your people skills never cease to impress,” Sam dryly said to Tony. Turning back to me he mouth a quick sorry while rolling his eyes at his billionaire friend.
“Hold on Sam I need a minute,” He laughed.
“And he’s drunk,” Rhodey added before walking over to his friend.
“I’m confused. You guys seemed pretty keen on arresting me. Why else would you chase me after -” You began before your eyes widen. As everyone slightly nodded to your realization you finished your thought. “You want me to join the team?”
Silence filled the room (except for a few chuckles from Tony) as you tried to process the new information. They wanted you - a kid with weird alien powers - to join the Avengers. Sure, you had to admit they seemed like good people, but you never saw yourself as Avengers material. You just kicked butt when it was needed, but now they were asking you to join a team that saves the world. That was definitely a big step from the streets of New York.
The team already seemed so close and you didn’t want to squeeze yourself in there if you weren’t needed. You were used to being a lone wolf; only taking care of yourself, not working with other people on a team. Still, the thought of it started to grow on you. The only problem was that you weren’t the hero they saw you as. You needed to deal with some personal things before you could even think about joining.
“Wow, it’s flattering for sure but-”
“You like to do things by yourself and the whole team dynamic ruins your style?” Bucky asked.
“You guessed it,” You said wanting this conversation to be over. “Look I have my own way of doing things. You guys handle the big stuff and I’ll handle the small stuff.”
Ignoring Peter’s protests, you grabbed your bag and threw it over your good shoulder. You just needed to get home and pretend none of this ever happened.
“I hope you know we know where you live and we also know a lot about you. You’re pretty much stuck with us. I wouldn’t try fighting it,” Natasha said grabbing your bag and stopping you.
“Such as?” You asked.
“Your parents and the number of foster homes you went to,” She answered clearly knowing how to get under your skin
Digging your nails into your palms you took a deep breath and yanked the bag out of her hand. Your parents was a subject you didn’t bring up. It brought back to many memories from that day you lost them and what soon followed after.
“Natasha maybe you should-” Steve started to say as the lights began to flicker.
It was definitely not a good sign when energy sources around you did that. Though, you wouldn’t have hurt anyone. You could however, cause a small power outage and break a few windows while you’re at it. You didn’t plan on hurting Natasha for getting under your skin, you could tell she was just trying to read your reactions with certain subjects. Looking at the floor to avoid everyone stare, you tried to calm yourself.
“You should get that checked out,” You joked pointing to the flickering lights.
“I can look at that arm,” Bruce offered clearly seeing that you weren’t putting that much weight on it. “Just let me look at it and you can go.”
You sighed knowing they wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Fine.”
“Great. I’ll show where the lab is and fix you up there.”
“We can also continue our discussion there,” Tony added, and rolled you your eyes.
“If I say I’ll join the team will everyone stop pestering me?” You huffed.
“Fine, I’ll join your little group of heroes. Happy now?”
Most of the team nodded with smiles, and you heard a loud “yes” coming from the annoying Spiderling. As everyone stopped and stared an embarrassed Peter, you let out a loud laugh. Slapping a hand over your mouth, you continued giggling as Peter broke out into a huge grin.
“Welcome to the team, kid. You’ll fit right in,” Bucky said while patting your back.
Returning a small smile while giggling, you followed Bruce to the lab. Though you didn’t care to admit it, you were starting to like the idea of joining the Avengers. They seemed like nice people that just wanted to help you out. To add to that, you now had an excuse to see a certain spider every day and that was something you couldn’t complain about.