SHE’S DOING HER BEST! 😂😂😂😂
Poor Padparadscha just wanted to show the people of Beach City her amazing talent.
Steven tried to persuade her not to but she really wanted to show off her fortune telling abilities and he didn’t have the heart to tell her.
Sorry I’m re-uploading this…. I jump the gun last night and wanted to post this. In the morning Mr Smiley and Steven not being shaded and Padparadscha not being on the same panel bugged me too much so I’m reposting them edited. Sorry
Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker Word Count: 920 Warnings: None?
“No, turquoise isn’t blue,” you sigh at Peter as the elevator doors open, “If you get a blue tie, we’re not going to match,”
“They’re the sa-” Peter stops mid sentence as the two of you are stunned by the scene in front of you. Thor was sitting cross legged on the rug, a game of Connect Four set up between him and a younger boy. Your eyes scan the room, and at first you think that Tony is hosting some kind of internship interviews. But then you start to really look. The teens that filled the room were the Avengers.
Natasha, Tony, Sam, Steve and Wanda all look to be the same age as you and Peter. Steve had gone through the biggest transformation. He was no longer tall and broad; he was now shorter and smaller than you.
“What the fuck?” Peter drawls out, his eyes scanning the room,
“Ah, hello friends!” Thor finally notices you and Peter standing by the elevator, looking confused, “Want to play?” he motions to Connect Four in front of him,
“Thor, how did this happen?” you ask, watching Wanda and Natasha as they huddled together on the couch and looked at you judgementally - just like every other girl at school.
The Kree/Skrull War commission by John Byrne. 2008.
At the time John posted this commission, he had this to say:
So – Jim Warden asked for a 30x40 of The Kree/Skrull War, which sounded like fun! I pulled out the appropriate ESSENTIAL volume, and flipped thru the issues —- and promptly discovered that all those keen scenes we remember so well were spread thru the whole epic, and hardly any of them happened in any way that could be considered “adjacent”. What to do?
Well, I’d been thinking a few days earlier that it had been a while since anyone asked for a montage. Was a montage the way to go? Answered that pretty fast – no. At least, not a conventional montage composed of isolated images around some kind of central figure. But what about an “action montage”? What if I pretended that all those significant moments did happen at the same time, in the same place? Wouldn’t be the first time I’d folded such scenes into a single image – lots of covers done that way, after all.
Here’s the result!
I’ve also included a photo of John and Jim Warden holding the commission so you can get an idea of the size.
At some point, assuming you haven't already, could you show us all your custom tsums and tell us who they're based on? Please and thank you. 😀
Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, and Quicksilver were made with a resin cast of Captain America. The Iron Man armors are obviously made with Iron Man (I get a lot of spare Iron Mans, so I just repaint them for variation.) The Destroyer is made from Giant-Man. Mr. Tiddles (Black Panther’s cat from the LEGO games) is made from Figaro. Ragnarok and Beta-Ray Bill are made from Thor, naturally. Scarlet Witch is made from Alice. Bruce Banner is made from Hulk. And MCU Vision is made from Classic Vision.
Requested by: @luxdxvine (I can’t tag you for some reason??) :: The avengers bring the reader and Steve together through fanfictions written for just them.
A/N: I couldn’t stop writing this fic and it’s kinda dragged and veryyyy long, therefore brace yourself. I apologise in advance and thank you for bearing with me. (Criticism welcome.)
Tony Stark strutted into the common room of the avengers, a place where they all hungout when nobody was on a mission. His patent smirk was plastered on his face as he sauntered into the midst of the other avengers, with the exception of you and Steve Rogers.
“What you got up your sleeve, man?” Sam asked, noticing Tony and his grin.
Bucky, Natasha, Clint and Vision looked up at the philanthropist while Wanda busily dealt cards to everyone.
“What I’m going to tell you is more fun than any game of cards you’ve played,” Tony declared, whipping out his phone.
“Please, Stark, we aren’t interested in the new tech you’ve come up with,” Natasha commented.
“It’s not tech, although that would be something. Anyway, it’s about Capsicle and Y/N,” Tony divulged.
“..Really? The fact that they’re attracted to each other? Old news, Grandma,” Natasha said casually.
Bucky looked at Natatsha in horror. “WHat?”
“Ol’ Buck doesn’t know,” Sam interjected.
“Everyone knew? Why didn’t I?” Bucky questioned.
Everyone shrugged at the soldier who looked a little angry.
Tony cleared his throat and continued,”Well it is obvious they’re in love but they’re not doing anything about it and it’s making me crazy. I decided that we must take matters into our own hands.”
“We’re listening,” Nat and Wanda said in unison.
“That’s the spirit,” Tony said, a wider smirk playing at his lips.
You entered the room to find the avengers sitting huddled around Tony who was talking. Your eyes automatically started to look for a particular avenger but you shook your head. You had to stop.
You walked to the huddle and everyone whirled to look at you, a grin on most of their faces. Your forehead furrowed in confusion. “What’s up?”
“It’s nothing,” Tony blurted quickly, starting to put the phone he’d been reading from into his pocket.
Just then Steve entered the room and you stiffened. Why he had this effect on you, you’d never know. But one look at him, his perfect greek-god like built, his kind blue eyes and perfect lips and you were a goner.
You turned your focus to Tony, trying to no think about Steve who walked over to stand beside you. That wasn’t helping.
“I want to know! What were you guys reading?” you demanded.
“Do you want me to use my power to take it from you, Tony?” you commanded.
“Alright alright,” he deadpanned. Steve looked at him questioningly. It was very unlike Tony Stark to give into commands so easily.
“We were reading Captain America into Psych fanfiction,” Tony admitted.
Your jaw dropped. Did Wanda tell everyone? Only she knew about your little crush on Steve. So this is what it felt like, being stabbed in the back with a knife.
“What’s a fanfiction?” Steve queried, his brows knitting in confusion.
“Well..it’s something people or rather fans write. They write fictious stories about people or events that they would like to happen,” Natasha explained.
Steve still looked puzzled. Meanwhile you were sure you were going to drown in embarrasment.
“We were reading fanficition about you and Y/N,” Sam added.
You almost expected Steve to start laughing at this absolute stupidity but all he said was,”They want me and Y/N to happen?”
Where was the nearest balcony? You ought to jump off one.
“Yeah well,”Tony said, trying to keep fom smiling.
Steve glanced at you and judging you by your neutral expression he said, “Well it’s not like it’s real or anything.”
Whoever said about words not harming anyone. What he said made your heart clench with sadness, you always hoped he’d like you back but here was the truth, waving at you in your face.
Hurt, you managed to croak,”Yeah, keep reading Stark, this should be fun.”
That’s right, hurt yourself more.
Tony, obviously enjoying this, obligied immediately. The other avengers sat themselves around him, while you found a place next to Wanda and Steve squeezed himself between Bucky and Clint.
Clearing his throat, Tony continued where he’d left off, “Y/N lay in Steve’s arms, as the soldier whispered silent prayers into the night. Y/N was barely breathing. Steve brushed her hair off her face and caressed her cheek. ‘Please, don’t die,’ the avenger said. ‘Please, Y/N, I love you.”
Tony paused for a second and you wanted to strangle him. Steve glanced at you and you looked back, his face, unreadable.
Why were they doing this? Was this a joke to them? Steve clearly didn’t know and didn’t share the same feelings. It was merely a passtime for him. But hearing everything you wanted to happen aloud, was humiliating. But you were brave, you couldn’t let Steve know.
“Why are you reading soapy, dramatic stuff? Isn’t there anything that’s fun?” You asked, putting on an impassive face.
“Ooh the lady wants fun,” Clint said, grinning at you. You smiled back at him, hoping nobody could hear your heart thudding against your chest.
“Here’s something fun. Do you want me to read smut?” Tony questioned, his eyebrows arched and mocking.
Bucky, Sam and Clint burst out laughing, Nat following in a second later.
Congratulations, you played yourself.
“What’s smut?” Steve asked, earning a groan from everyone.
“It’s sexual intercourse and everythingrelated in writing, Mr. Rogers,” Vision piped and Steve’s eyes widened at the mention of the word. His ears redened and he couldn’t bring himself to look at you. Nor could you look at him.
“Not that. Go on to something else,” Steve muttered.
“C'mon Capsicle,” Tony urged and before waiting for an answer, started to read. “Lust and love blazed in Steve’s eyes as Y/N stood before him, dressed in satin lingerie.” That earned some giggles. Your head was going to burst, you thought.
“Pining Y/N against the wall, Steve planted small kisses on her neck and moved onto her jaw, illiciting a moan from the beautiful maiden. Y/N pushed herself against the soldier, her hands grasping at his hair. Steve slid his hand up her thigh and Y/N shuddered at his touch.”
Wild fantasies involving the blonde soldier were storming in your brain one after one and if anyone read your mind they’d take you to be christined immediately.
Just when you thought things couldn’t get worse, Steve said,“ That’s not how I’d do it.”
Everything went dead still. You looked at the avenger and blinked. He wasn’t looking at you.
And then the other avengers started to scoff, Bucky whistling and Natasha winking at Steve.
You chuckled a little but your mind was already racing with the thoughts of what he would do and you hated yourself for it.
“Wanna write your own fic as to how it would go, Stevie?” Tony teased.
“No thanks,” Steve said, blushing.
You tried to gather yourself for what was yet to come.
“Y/N ripped the shirt off the Captain, and drank in the god-like built of her lover. She pulled him closer, biting at his lower lip. Steve slipped the satin straps off Y/N’s shoulder, his touch burning her skin. Steve trailed kisses down her neck and moved to her bre-”
You couldn’t take it anymore. “That’s enough,” you said through gritted teeth.
Steve looked at you, he looked a little humiliated too…and was that sorry written on his face?
Tony looked scared for a second and then joked, “Atleast the fictious Steve’s getting some action.”
Steve’s face redened. You almost laughed but caught yourself…the others however, not so much.
“Steve, c'mon man, there’s got to be someone you like,” Sam asked, punching him playfully.
Steve remained silent. So the others, obviously moved on to the next victim, you.
“And you, Y/N?”
Of course there was someone. Of course you wanted to be with him. And obviously you couldn't ever have that.
“Yeah, there is someone,” you muttered.
Steve looked at you, a puzzled look on his face. You glanced at him and saw something like jealousy flash over his face. You blinked. All this fanfiction reading was playing with your mind.
Bucky scooted over to you. “Is it anyone we know?”
“Uhuh.” Why were you answering?
“Is it anyone in this room?” Clint piqued.
They all knew. Traitors.
“Uhuh.” you breathed, not looking up.
You managed to glance at Steve. He was absolutely still and watching you carefully.
As if noticing your glance at the Captain, Natasha plodded, “Is it our beloved Steve?”
You were going to die. “N-no.”
You could swear Steve looked crest-fallen. He cleared his throat and said, “I just remembered, I have some work to do.”
He stood up and left, heading to the balcony.
As soon as he left, Wanda scrambled over to you and exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”
“Go talk to him you stupid thing!” Bucky cried.
All of them were talking over each other, asking you to go confront Steve. Tired, you stood up and reluctantly followed Steve outside.
“Can we talk?” you called after the broad soldier.
He turned around and squinted at you. He nodded and beckoned you over.
Without thinking about the consequences or anything you marched upto him and began, “Listen, you’ve been a great confidante and friend. But everything I said back there was true except for the fact that.. that it is you, Rogers. I’ve been hopelessly in love with you for sometime now and I understand if this is not the case for you but all this,”-you gestured vaguely- “just made me want to tell you everything. I’m sorry if this is too awkward for you.. I just had to do it.”
Steve looked taken aback for a second. He blinked a couple of times before his beautiful blue eyes crinkled as he smiled down at you.
“I was heart broken when you said no to what Nat said and couldn’t take it anymore that’s why I had to walk out. The truth is Y/N…I’ve been in love with you for quite some time now too,” he confided.
You couldn’t believe your ears. The man of you dreams was actually in love with you too? You could almost cry. You, however, hugged him instead, burying your face in his hard, warm chest.
“FINALLY!” you heard Bucky scream from the door to the veranda. You heard a roar of laughter and giggles errupt from his side.
“Oh give us a moment, you guys!” Steve hollered but he was smiling.
Just as Steve leaned down to kiss you, Nat yelled, “I think I’ll write a fanfiction about this!”
Set from Age of Ultron in between with Civil War, The Avengers have new recruits in the team, many from the aid of Captain America. One of them happen to be you, The Summer Soldier, an unheard project of HYDRA. What the team doesn’t know won’t hurt them… But will open their eyes.
Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader (Platonic), Avengers x Reader
Peter Parker’s first four encounters with The Vision.
Peter listened intently as Tony and Rhodes briefed the team on the impending operation to capture Barnes. One by one they covered the adversaries their team might face who could aid his escape. Natasha chimed in, citing their weaknesses, strengths, and how best to combat them.
“Lastly, we all know the scary one: Wanda,” Tony spoke as the young girl’s face appeared on the screen. “Location currently unknown, along with Barton, but it’s our best bet they put their lot in with Cap.”
Peter’s eyes widened. He only knew of Wanda from news reports. If she could move an exploding bomb, what else what she capable of? From his peripheral, he noticed the Vision flex his fingers and shift uncomfortably.
Rhodes continued, serious. “Do not engage Wanda, if you can avoid it.”
“She will mess you up, trust me.” Tony rubbed his temple. “Right, Romanoff?”
Natasha disregarded his comment. “If she does show, our hope is to neutralize her, from a safe distance, as quickly as possible.”
Vision opened his mouth before closing it, glancing away. Peter wondered what it was he was going to say, how it pertained to the mission.
After the briefing ended and everyone disbursed, Peter moved to approach Tony, eager for any additional advice the genius might bestow. But Iron Man didn’t seem to notice the young man as he quickly made his way to Vision whose head was hung low.
Tony clasped his shoulder, voice low, “Hey, you okay?”
Peter did not hear Vision’s murmured response.
“Don’t worry about it, alright?” the playboy urged. “We’ll get her back.” Without another word, he moved back to Rhodes, observing the monitors.
Thus, Peter found himself standing beside the world famous Stark creation, The Vision.
“Hi,” he introduced, extending his hand. “I’m Peter… Parker.”
Vision peered at the gesture, curious. Most humans, he’d found, rarely spoke to him directly. Choosing instead, to speak of him to Mr Stark, whether he was present or not. So, he shook the hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr Parker. I am Vision.”
Peter shift slightly, as people usually only addressed as so formally when he was in trouble. Still, he was positively gobsmacked. “Wow, I can’t believe—I mean—you’re The Vision!” He chuckled at his stammering, “This is all so surreal, ya know?”
“Yes,” Vision nodded solemnly, eyeing the screen displaying his former teammates faces. “It certainly is.”