she gave steve a 'nice work' and gave tony an eye roll

Halloween

Summary: Nat and Wanda trick you into going to a Halloween party at the Stark Tower.

Warnings: smut- oral (receiving), penetration; fluff

A/N: Wrote this to get out of my writer’s block. I hope you like it!


“Fuck!” Nat yanked the strings tighter and you gasped for air. “I know I wanted to wear a corset for Halloween but-”

“Authentication is the key.” She helped you straighten. “And look at how great your breasts look.” 

“They do look pretty great.” You admired yourself in the mirror, running your hands down your torso and enjoying the feeling of the leather under your fingertips. “So…are you finally going to tell me who’s going to be at this party?”

“Nope, it’s a secret.” Nat chuckled as she adjusted her hair and makeup. “Don’t worry, you’re going to have fun.”

“You’re in for some serious hell if you’re lying to me.” You pointed at her and slipped into your leggings. “Why do I have to be a sexy cat? Why can’t I be like Victorian royalty?” 

“Because last time you were drunk you let it slip that you’ve always wanted to dress up as one.” Wanda slipped into the room grinning. “I told Nat and she helped me get the costume, now let’s go.” 

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Words Speak Louder Than Actions

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings/Contains: sexting, dirty talk, mention of the word “nut”, mentions of ass eating, no actual penetration, metal arm kink, flirting with a woman, masturbation

Word Count: 2234

bang this might be bad idk (p.s the gif has nothing to do w it lmao it probably would’ve gone better w shoot from the hip)

Originally posted by khalblogo

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Punk (Chap. 4)

Originally posted by satanslifecoach

Summary: You’re head over heels for you’re best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 1878 

Warnings: Cursing, low-self esteem, chubby!reader x bucky, idk….

A/N:  Sorry for the long wait.  I needed some time.  I’ve got the next few chapters just about ready to go…and I’m gonna try and make them hurt ;) yay angst!


After Natasha successfully slammed you to the mat for the sixteenth time in a row you finally cried ‘uncle’ and ended the hour long workout/torture session.  You’d come here to kickbox and beat the holy hell out of a bag but a certain spider had other ideas.

“I deserve this,” you groaned.  Your chest heaved as your lungs strained for breath. The amorphous blob of a sweatshirt you insisted on wearing while exercising was soaked with sweat and made you feel as if you were slowly cooking in one of Hell’s saunas.  “This is why I hate exercising.”  Nat extended a hand to pull you to your feet but you shook your head dramatically on the mat.  “No, just leave me here to die.  I quit.  You go out and fight the good fight.  I’ll save my skills and start a nice, quiet dart league or somethin’.”  Natasha rolled her eyes and kicked your leg. “No, seriously.  I retire my knives to you.  My guns, throwing stars, all of it.  Take care of Ferd for me.  Tell him his mummy loved him,” you wailed with a huge fake sob.

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“You’re a terrible father” - Tony Stark x Daughter!reader

Love the idea. And really, I kinda take any requests :D. Thank you for this one, it’s right here, hope you like it :

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It was the twentieth fucking time you tried to call your father, Anthony Stark, and you fell, once again, on his stupid voice saying that he was “too busy to answer” and that he’d “call back” but “probably not”. Damn that man. 

In your entire life on this Earth, you were pretty sure he never picked you up on time somewhere. Never, ever. He was just always late, so much that you came up with a trick of actually telling the wrong times for him to be on time. If something was at 6pm, you’d tell him it was at 4. But even with that trick, he still often managed to be fucking late. Which is why most of the time, your stepmother came to get you. But Pepper, wasn’t available today. 

You smiled, thinking about your “stepmother”. You were so glad she was in your life, being pretty sure that if your dad never had the help, he probably would have lost custody of you before you reach the age of 1…You considered Pepper your real mother. You never met your biological mom as she just dumped you in front of your dad’s house, with a note. One paternity test later, and it was confirmed you were his…You were the first step to his transformation, the first to help him become the man he was today. Better. 

So you grew up with Pepper around. She filled in brilliantly the mother role, even before she actually started dating your father (you remember the day you finally convinced him to just tell her his feelings, and smiled).

You were just so glad she was there. Being Tony Stark’s daughter wasn’t the easiest thing ever. He was quite…peculiar. He always took good care of you, even when he was still in his “I’m a drunk, but I’m a genius so it’s ok” days. He was always there for you (even if late to the party), but the pressure of being the daughter of someone that famous was always difficult for you, especially since your biological mother was MIA…Everyone always expected so much of you, to be a genius like him, to change the World like him, and they always asked the same fucking questions about your mother and blahblahblah…While you just wanted to be normal. Which is why you hid the fact that you were a genius too, and helped him a lot on the design and montage of his latest suits. 

Being Tony Stark’s daughter wasn’t easy, and Pepper Potts always got your back. Helping you avoid paparazzis, talking to you about things you just couldn’t ask your father, telling you everything was going to be OK when you were wondering why your dad fell asleep in his own vomit, dead drunk etc etc…She was just always there for you when your dad wasn’t. 

Fortunately, since those times where you were afraid you’d lost your dad to alcohol, he greatly improved. Since he got involved with the Avengers in fact. People like Captain America helped in the transformation that begin the day he discovered he was a father. It made him want to be better, to not make and sell weapon anymore, but to create things that would help the World and its inhabitants. To stop drinking and wasting his precious health. To become a role model for people, and not just because he was that cool rich dude, but because his action inspired people to do better too. 

But one thing he never fucking improved, was his damn habit of being late all the time. After calling him one more time and him not answering, you were about to just hitchhike back home when your phone rung. It was him. At the sound of his voice when you picked up, you knew he knew he screwed up. It was easy to know though, he often screwed up. He was (became) a good dad, but damn he made so many mistakes. You didn’t mind much. Except when he was late, you hated waiting. He shyly said :

-Hello baby girl…Something you needed ? 

-Oh yeah. I just have one question for you. 

He could hear in your voice that you were…sour, and carefully asked : 

-Yes ? 

-Did you like…forgot about me ? I’ve been waiting for you to pick me up from college for almost two hours. It’s 8 dad. You’re a terrible father…

You made sure to make your last sentence sound like it was a joke, not wanting your dad to feel too bad, just a little bit. You knew he was self-conscious about the education he gave you, afraid he didn’t do enough…When really, he did. It wasn’t always the best, but it was his best. 

Silence on the line. You heard him put the phone away from his mouth, swear a little bit, and take it back to his face.

-I’m so sorry honey, I was so caught up in…

-Working on a new suit, I know. Can you just come pick me up please ? Or maybe I should just call Steve ? 

-I’m on my way. 

You smiled as you hung up the phone. Your father didn’t really approve of your new relationship with one of his superhero colleague, Steve Rogers. You met him at the Avengers’ tower one day, and you guys just got really well along. He was a bit older, just a few years (well, technically, decades older…), and Hawkeye and Black Widow convinced him to ask you out, hoping it’d piss your father. They were right. But here’s the thing, you were a Stark, stubbornness was written in your DNA, so you just didn’t care at all and went on a date with Cap’ anyway. It went wonderfully. Six months later, you were officially together. And there’s nothing your dad could do about it (except clumsily trying to make you two break up, and not succeeding at all).

If you wanted to annoy your dad, you just had to pronounce Steve’s name lovingly, and he was gone for hours of rant about how, out of respect, someone should never date  a friend’s daughter…But deep down, he was happy it was a gentleman such as Captain America that caught your heart, at least, he knew he was a good guy. Not like him at all, which was good. 

After a few more minute, you heard the sound of your father’s car, and you stood up from the wall you were sitting on. 

He parked on the side of the road and rolled down his window to show you two nice warm cup of coffee. 

-I got coffee…As an offering of peace ? 

You rolled your eyes and got into the car, snatching both cups from his hands. You fucking loved coffee. He gave you a look meaning : “really ? Watch your caffeine intake girl”, and you gave him a look meaning : “F’ you, you’re late, I love coffee, everything is for me”…You guys communicated a lot with just your eyes. People always were kinda freaked out that you could hold entire conversation by just moving your eyes and eye brows. 

Your dad stayed silent for a minute, thinking about what he could say without pissing you off too much. He knew you really didn’t like small talk. 

-So…how was school ? I still don’t understand why you’re doing an English major, by the way…

-School’s going great. Had lunch with Steve, he wasn’t late. And I chose English by pure contradiction spirit. People expected me to get into engineering and shit, I definitely wanted to disappoint them. And besides, I don’t need to learn thing I already know, do I ? So…English and language in general. 

-…I guess it makes sense. You had lunch with Cap ? I thought he went back to New York. 

-He’s going back tomorrow, for a few days. And yeah, he made me great sandwiches. 

-Sandwiches…Lame. I’d have make you…Osso Bucco or something.

-Osso Bucco ? Really ?

-Yes. Or something else. Come on anything is better than just sandwiches.

-Yeah, maybe, but he was on time.

-Ok I get it. Sorry once more. Won’t happen…

-Don’t you dare say it won’t happen again, because it always happen, no matter. I told you I was getting out at 3, even though my last classes ended at 6…and you still managed to be late. 5 hours late. Most impressive. 

-I’m sorry. 

-Yeah you already said that. 

-I mean it. 

-I know dad, I know…

Silence. You two were so alike, and yet so different. Physically, in one glance it was easy to see you were related. You basically were a female version of him. Mentally, you thought a lot the same way, but you were…Nicer. Less pretentious. He’d say you were too nice, and not confident enough. 

-You know, I’m really trying. 

-Yes dad. I know. Don’t worry, it’s ok. Those two hours waiting outside actually gave me enough quiet time to work on…a little project. 

-Yeah ? 

-Yeah. 

You took out of your bag blueprints you made for an idea you suddenly had for a new suit…And he smiled. 

-Brilliant. 

-I know.

He smiled. You were a lot like each other, and yet different. He’d say you took all of his good sides, none of his bad. 

You quickly forgave him for his tardiness as you both got completely focus on your new project, and also because…Well, he was your dad. No matter what he did, you’d always forgive him. Besides, contrary to some people’s belief, he was mostly a good dad. Sometimes a prick, like a lot of father, but always there. Late, but there. You didn’t had a flawless education, but hey, it was still pretty great…

It wasn’t easy being Tony Stark’s daughter, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Rogers Jr.

Summary: You and Steve tell your daughter about how you met back in Brooklyn. This is for @redlipstickandplaid who wanted enough floof to give her cavaties, I hope I met the bar!<3 

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Phoebe Rogers [their daughter], Bucky Barnes

Warnings:  so disgustingly cute and fluffy, Dad!Steve, I wanted to puke rainbows while writing this :’)

Sidenote;; Bolded text are past events as told by the Reader & Steve, [basically like a narrator] 

‘Cause all I know is we said hello, and your eyes look like coming home

All I know is a simple name, everything has changed

All I know is you held the door, you’ll be mine and I’ll be yours

All I know since yesterday is everything has changed’

                                                 ___________

“Mommy?”

“Yes, bug?” You gave your daughter a soft smile, tucking her into bed before sitting on the edge.

“How did you and daddy meet? Was he already an Avenger?”

“I knew Daddy before he was all tall and muscly, Phoebe,” you chuckled, earning an amused grin from the 5 year old, those beautiful bright blue eyes gazing up at you.

“Were you taller than him?”

You nodded, “I was.”

Phoebe laughed, her legs kicking underneath the duvet in her hysterics.

“Alright,” you smiled, trying to hide your own laughter, “calm down, miss. It’s time for some sleep, or you won’t be up in time for the school trip.”

“Oh,” her little face fell as she groaned in protest, “But you didn’t tell me the story.”  

“How about both me and Daddy tell you tomorrow?”

She nodded, enthusiastically. “Yeah!”

“See you in the morning, baby.” You lean down and pressed a kiss to her forehead before she snuggled beneath the sheets and settled to sleep.

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Mute Part 12

Part 11

Genre: Mostly fluff
Words: 2,722
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Rape mentions (pls don’t read if this will trigger anything & also i’m here to listen if anyone needs to talk)
Summary: Bucky doesn’t know what to do when traumatizing events result in your witty remarks dying down to nothing.


“(Y/N), how have you been feeling lately?”

You took a deep breath, letting your body relax in the seat facing your therapist. You had been seeing her for about four months now, starting a couple of days after you put a pause on things with Bucky. Tony had set the meetings up for you, and he had said that this woman was the person he went to when he went off the rail from his own problems not too long ago. She was amazing at her job, he had said. And you couldn’t disagree.

You felt a genuine smile spread across your face as you nodded your head slightly in glee. “I feel great.” You informed her of how your nightmares that had occurred a couple of times per week now only invaded your sleep maybe every other week if you were stressed. You told her about how you were learning to lower your walls around people and about how you no longer needed to establish boundaries with your teammates. You told her about how you had been happier lately, learning to enjoy the little things in life that you had let go of before. You now felt excited when you smelt a surprise breakfast of pancakes being cooked while making your way to the kitchen in the morning. You laughed with your teammates at corny jokes and comedic movies. You participated in game nights and had fun while doing so. You started smiling, once again. And you weren’t the only one.

Bucky had watched you from a distance with loving eyes. In the beginning of your break, he had been miserable, and you could tell. You both were. But it had paid off. There were sleepless nights when you could barely breathe over your sobs and Bucky could barely think over the sounds you were making. There were times when you wanted to say fuck it and crawl into his waiting arms. But the two of you endured.

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anonymous asked:

Lately I've been thinking of Tony being really good at ballet (maybe professional ballet dancer au :p ) and Bucky loving Tony's practices or performances

YOOOO I AM HERE FOR DANCER TONY!!! So in this AU Natasha and Bucky are brother and sister (grew up in the same orphanage). Natasha clawed her way to be the prima ballerina of the Russian ballet, then decided to leave for America for reasons she does not disclose. (I know nothing about ballet troupes so this is some hand-wavy stuff. East coast gets all the best stuff smh.) Also somehow some Steve/Natasha slipped in here whoops. Look out for under the cut!


Bucky followed Natasha to America. She didn’t say why she left the troupe, but with the way her jaw clenched and her eyes went dark, he assumed something bad had happened. Luckily, her reputation preceded her, and joining a prestigious New York troupe was a matter of a well-executed pirouette and then an arabesque for good measure.

She didn’t speak much about her new troupe aside from, “The manager is terrifyingly competent.”

He hated to see her like this, tight-lipped and silently anxious, but New York… hadn’t been what they’d expected it to be. The apartment they’d had lined up fell through, the job Bucky had lined up fell through, and the only reason they even had a place to sleep at night was because Bucky had backed up a guy in a bar fight and the guy offered up his tiny apartment.

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Sparks Chapter 15

Originally posted by yunotheidiot

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other characters from the avengers team

Word Count: 2.3K

Summary: Tower Christmas Party ft. all the avengers team members. Bucky gets you for Secret Santa and has trouble deciding what to give you.

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendship and then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 50,000 words. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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I Never Planned on You - Pietro Maximoff x Stark!(f)Reader

Words: 2569 (What the fuck this never happens)
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Stark!(f)Reader
Featuring: Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, a few random characters
Warnings: swearing, yelling, cheesey
Requested by anon
Can you please do one with Pietro to I Never Planned on You from Newsies? Thank you!
Authors Note: You guys have no idea how excited I was to do this and I’ve been working on it for so long i hope it makes up for the lack of imagines from the past week. very much so based off the newsies show. even parts that weren’t in the song. i was excited.

Also, little summary: you are Y/N Stark but use a different last name while working. You own your own magazine company and you and your assistant, Jeremy, are headed to New York for a few different reasons. A speedy silver-haired boy sees you, and who knows what happens from there?

Read on Ao3 if you please

Pietro Maserlist. Masterlist.


You liked to keep it a secret that you are a Stark. Tony, as the older sibling, would carry on the Stark name to make something of himself and honor your parents. But as the second born and younger sibling, you had more freedom. You did not want to be bound to the Stark name and seen as “Tony Stark’s sister” or “another Stark” because that isn’t who you are. You knew you were one-hundred-percent capable of making it on your own, hence why you used a different last name when working.

It wasn’t important that you were a Stark. It was nice not to get compared to Tony as being merely the younger sibling, and you had more recognition than you would have had if you kept the Stark name. But that didn’t change the love you had for your brother, as you and him at least text every day.

It was funny when they did compare you, though. Your company did not have the size the Stark did, but it was getting there.

“Jeremy,” You called out to your assistant, and he walked quickly inside your office.

“Yes?” He asked as he stood at your door.

“When do we leave for my jet?” You asked. Your name may not be as big as the Stark name, but the Stark name is a really big thing; so you were a decent size. And to many surprises, you are able to have your own plane.

“About two hours, Miss (Y/N),” Jeremy smiled after looking at his schedule.

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Ride With Me (Part 7)

PAIRING: readerxbuckybarnes au

WORD COUNT: 2.5

WARNINGS:  light swearing and a bit of angst

*(Y/N) and Bucky arrive at the hospital to hear Pietro’s fate and discuss their future. 

PART 7 IS HERE PEOPLE!!!! As always the feed back to this AU has been phenomenal I’m so overwhelmed, you guys are the best! Feed back is greatly appreciated! 

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GIFS NOT MINE

Originally posted by slashcinema

Originally posted by sebastiansource

You burst through the hospital doors like a woman possessed, Bucky was hot on your tail as you both stormed down the hallway to the waiting room. You were sure you had startled a few nurses as the two of you flew down the corridor. You tried to ignore the burning smell of disinfectant, rounding the corner you were met with your friends all gathered around. You’re eyes sort out Steve and Sam first, they didn’t look too bad. Steve was sporting an impressive scrape on his cheekbone and had his left arm in a sling. Sam was sat on a plastic chair his right pant leg was stained with blood and he had a deep gash that had been stitched on his forehead. Sharon was sat next to him holding an icepack to his head, a brunette woman stood next to Steve her hand running up and down his arm. So that must be Peggy you mentally added the face to the name. The two of them were conversing with a dark haired man you didn’t recognise, they all looked up at you both but your attention was on the two women sat in the corner. Natasha’s gave you a sad smile shaking her head slightly as she rubbed the younger girls back in comfort.

“Wanda” you breathed, the brunette looked up to you, her eyes red and irritated. Letting out a pained sob wiping her cheek Wanda stood and stumbled to you. You instantly wrapped your arms around her as she buried her face in the crook of you neck sobbing softly.

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The Game

A/N: Happy Halloween! Here is a small oneshot for essentially what is my favorite holiday. Honestly, I was hoping to have more up by now, I have written multiple one shots, but they feel way too crappy to be put up. So words of encouragement would be wonderful! 

It’s Tony’s Halloween party and Pietro is searching for you. Hopefully, this will be even better than last year! 

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Warning: slight angst, slight sexual/smut hints

Words: 1,085

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Let Me In (2/?)

Summary: You are a new addition to the Avengers, and have only ever seen your teammates with their walls up. However, one by one they slowly start to let you in, and you finally see them as human.

A/N: I feel like this series will just get better and better. I’m starting to hammer out what I want the tone to be, and this was just a blast to write. I kind of want to talk about this part so I’ll put a longer author’s note after the tags for anyone who wants to read my thoughts about this part. Enjoy! And a giant thank you to everyone who read Tony’s part and liked, reblogged, commented, sent me an ask, etc. I was so motivated during this part and I know that that feeling will just get bigger and bigger!! :)

Warnings: language (some stronger swears here friends), mild (non-graphic) violence

Words: 1900 (yeah buddy)

Tony Stark (Part 1)

Natasha Romanoff

Originally posted by lmwechirrut


Natasha!”

Gunshots rang in your ears, and you could physically feel the electricity crackling in the air from Thor’s hammer.

“Get down! Clint, is the quinjet on the ground?”

Everything felt underwater, and you found you couldn’t really move that well. Battlefields were supposed to be mad, but this was something else entirely.

“Look out! Tony, take out that sniper now!”

You heard an explosion come from somewhere nearby. Another bomb went off significantly closer this time. Someone yelled and then the world faded to black.

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kalashia  asked:

For the prompt thing, #1 for stevetony? 616 if possible? :)

“why are you at my doorstep at 3 in the morning…”

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Steve’s Brooklyn apartment was in a good area - much nicer than it had been back when he’d originally lived there at least - but that didn’t make him any less wary when a pounding on the front door woke him out of a dead sleep.

He fumbled for his cell phone on the bedside table and blinked at the screen. 2:47 am. Far too late - or early, depending on how you looked at it - for one of his neighbors or teammates. Unless something was wrong.

He palmed his Avengers comm as he rolled out of bed. The apartment was dark, but the lights from the street outside were more than enough to see by as he made his way to the front door. He hesitated for a long moment, listening for any obvious signs that something was wrong, but after a moment he relaxed and conceded that it was unlikely the Red Skull would have bothered knocking first.

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Let’s Travel Back

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

As requested by @kjs-s:About the birthday celebration how about the reader will take him and maybe Steve to a trip to Brooklyn so they can see how it changed and tell him some stories during the day. And at night they can have a small party.


When Bucky woke up, he didn’t find you lying there next to him. His brows furrowed in confusion. He looked at the clock on the bedside table and read that it was 8:30 in the morning. Knowing you, you didn’t like to be awake before 10. As he was about to get out of bed, you came into the room wearing one of Bucky’s shirts and holding a tray of food.

You smiled as you already saw him him, “Oh! You’re awake!” Bucky sat up against the headboard and you set the tray on his lap. You gave him a kiss on the lips, “Happy Birthday, baby.”

Bucky smiled, “Mmm. Looks good, doll.” He played with the hem of your, well, his shirt, “And I’m not talking about the food.”

You rolled your eyes, “Stop it. Eat. I got some plans for you today.”

“Does one of them involve us being naked in bed?” Bucky asked with a smug smirk as he scarfed down a forkful of waffles.

You chuckled, “It’s a surprise.”

“Can you give me a hint?”

You shook your head, “Nope! And seducing one out of me isn’t going to work either.”

Bucky snapped his fingers, “Dammit!” He giggled as you gave him a soft shove.

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Star Spangled Gal Pt. Two

Part One
Words: 1042

Steve Rogers X Reader

Inspired from a post by  @sebastianismydistraction &  @theartofimagining13

Imagine: Catching Steve Rogers’ eye and meeting him at the Captain America museum exhibit where you work and dress up as the 1940′s showgirls.


“So they said you were a Cap expert.” Tony Stark smirked. “What exactly qualifies you as an expert? I mean isn’t it basically your job to know all this stuff?”

“Tony!” Col. Rhodes scolded his friend.

“[Y/N] really is an expert!” Lilly jumped to your defense. “When we first started, they gave us little cards of information to memorize. Most of us can barely parrot it back, but [Y/N] is incredible! She did all kind of research. She went and bought actual biographies and everything!”

“You probably know more about me than I do.” Captain Rogers smiled.

“I’m sure that’s not true.” You felt your cheeks grow warm from embarrassment. “But that’s enough about me. We’re here to talk about you, Captain. We usually start our tour here, at our model recruitment station.” You walked the small counter with cardboard cut outs that was designed to replicate a1940’s style pop-up recruitment station. “Stations like this were set up all across the country to help recruit new soldiers. It was at locations just like the one we have set up here that Captain Rogers attempted to join the United States Army more than twelve times…”

“I’m sorry.” Sam Wilson interrupted you. “Is this as weird for everyone else as it is me? No offense, [Y/N], or Lilly. You both seem like lovely ladies, but why don’t we let Steve and Bucky lead the tour? I mean they’re the ones who actually lived this.” Everyone looked to the Captain and his best friend.

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Sunshine

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

(Gif not mine)

Tony x reader

W.c:1051

A.n:I’m so sorry to who whoever requested this I know it’s WAY over do but I hope you enjoy it.

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“Oh Tony.” You sang out for him “Where are you?”

“I’m in the lab.” He called out,with that you quickly made your way into the lab.

“What are you doing?” You asked and sat next to Steve.

“I’m working on Bucky’s arm.” Tony didn’t look away from his arm.

“Why?” You rested your head against Steve’s shoulder.

“Because it’s having manufacturing problems.” He mumbled.

“Why? What’s wrong? Is it going to fall off?” By now you knew that you had annoyed him but he never really told you anything, he just went with it.

“No it’s not going to fall off and I don’t know, that’s what I’m trying to figure out.” Tony finally looked up at you. “Are you going to the party later on?” He asked.

“Yeah I will,are you guys going?” You stood straight up now.

“We will see you there doll.” Bucky smirked at you, suddenly there was a spark coming from Bucky’s arm “Ow, what the fuck Stark.”

“Sorry.” But he was nowhere near sorry.

“I’m going to get ready now.” You got up and headed to your door.

“Save me a dance.” Tony yelled at you.

“Will do!” You yelled back, and left.

“So what’s wrong with Bucky’s arm?” Steve asked.

“Will you shut up.”

-

“Where is your girlfriend?” Nat teased Tony.

“Who?” Tony asked as he took a swing of his drink.

“C’mon Tony don’t even pretend.”Clint yelled over his shoulder while he played darts.

“I don’t know what your talking about.” He mumbled.

“Hey guys.” You made your way to the group.

“Y/n, doll you look amazing.” Bucky kissed your cheek.

“Thank you, as do you.” You smiled at him.”Tony,what’s your special for the night?”

“Sit,it’s a special just for you.” He stood up from his seat and let you sit there.”Here you go.” Tony handed you the drink and kissed your temple “Enjoy.”

“Thank you.” You took a sip but before you could even say anything to him the men were are gone.

“So how is he?” Wanda smirked at you.

“Who?” You asked.

“Tony, who else.” Nat leaned against the bar.

“Well he looks good, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“C’mon bro just spill it.”Maria spoke up.

“It’s obvious just say it.”Nat added.

“If you guys know why don’t you just say it already.”You told them as you took a sip of your drink.

“Because it’s better if you just say it.”Wanda whinned.

“Fine, I think that Tony fucking Stark is cute and I might have a slight crush on him.” You gushed.

The girls then squealed like they were school girls.

“I don’t think it’s slight but okay.”Nat smirked.

“Keep it down will you.” You looked around trying to find the men to which your luck they were huddled around playing darts and laughing,well mostly at a blushing Tony.

“C’mon it’s not like they can here us.”Maria teased.

“Or can they.” Wanada smirked,which only made your eye’s widen “I’m teasing,but you never know with Stark he’s always coming up with crazy things. Maybe he bugged the whole tower.”

Which only got you thinking since you always talked to your self out loud,a bad habit that you had.

“Don’t be so worried girl.”Maria gave you a little shove.

“Shall we dance?” Wanda asked trying to get you distracted.

“Yes.” You drowned the drink and poured a shot for the four of you.

“No thank you.” Maria declined which surprised the three of you “Ted is drinking and I have to keep myself sober.”

“The architecture?” You asked.

“Yeah, I decided to give him a chance.” She shrugged her shoulder and just like that you headed to the dance floor.

It had been around hour that the five ,Wanda,Nat,Maria,Ted and yourself,had been dancing and everyone was having fun. Then the Dj said he was going to play something slow.

“Dance with us.” Nat extended one of her hand since one was holding Wanda’s already.

“I think I’m just going to let you two dance.” As you were turned round you bumped into Tony. “Oh sorry.” You were startled.

“It’s fine I get that a lot.” He flashed you his award winning smile. “So how about that dance?” He extended his hand out.

“I would love to.” You smiled at him and grabbed his hand.

“You know she’s right.” Tony spoke up after a couple of seconds.

“Who is?” You laid your head comfortably on Tony’s shoulder.

“Wanda,who else.”By just saying that you knew that he had a smirk playing on his lips.

You felt yourself get red but continued on “Well you mind telling me what she’s right? She’s a brilliant young girl.”

“I have eyes and ears everywhere.” He spined you around “ And lucky for me I got to hear that you might have a thing for me.” Tony looked down at you.

“Well I guess I can’t deny it.”

“No you can’t.” He leaned down closer.

“What about you?” You whispered.

“What?”

“How do you feel about me?”

“I think I might have a thing for you.” By now you’re lips were so closed together every time anyone of you would talk your lips touched.

“So are you going to do anything about?

”Meet me in the lobby tomorrow morning at ten, bring a bag with a spare change and a dress for a nice dinner.”

“Great.” You couldn’t take it anymore so you closed the very small space that was between the two of you.

Oh man was that one of the best kiss you’ve ever had. There were sparks,you’ve never felt sparks before it was a whole new thing. It was hot and steamy but yet it was still sweet and gentle.

“Okay I’m going to need you two to get a room or your going to have to kick everyone out.” Clint interrupted the two of you.

“Then what the hell are you all still doing here?” Tony exclaimed.

“Tony.” You gave him a little shove.

“Ugh fine.” He rolled his eyes. “But hey I just got a date with the hottest girl.” Tony picked you up and gave you a kiss, while the rest of the team cheered you on.

Faking It - part 2

Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, reader

After getting news about a family reunion coming up, the reader decides to set up a plan to make her look like she isn’t as single as she actually is. But when all her candidates can’t go, she’s left with the only person who she least expects to go along with the plan.

Word count: 2.1k

A/N: As requested here is part 2! i went a little overboard on this, but trust me you guys it’s gonna get better! I might add a smut part, cause everyone digs that. If you want to be tagged, ask and I will kindly do so and if I forgot to tag you please tell me. *Gif isn’t mine

Part 1 

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“And remember my Mother loves it when men are absolute gentleman,” You said as you stopped the car in front of your family beach house.

“Y/N, I grew up in the 1900s, I’m probably more of a gentleman that every single one of those men in that house combined,” Bucky insisted as he tugged down his long sleeved gray henly.

Sadness washed over you as you realized that he was trying to conceal his metal arm. It dawned on you, Bucky was probably struggling with himself about this whole situation. For your sake, he went along with the plan and it made your heart swell.

You reached out and stopped his hand, instead you rolled up the sleeves on both of his arms and smiled, “You don’t have to do that.”

“But won’t your family be afraid?” He asked.

You shrugged, “Does it look like I care what they think? We’re dating, well fake dating, and when you’re fake dating, you love that person unconditionally. Even if they have a metal arm.”

He smiled slyly at you. “Then let’s get in there and fake the shit out of this.”

You stepped out of the car and breathed in the Californian air. The sea breeze engulfed your senses and you were suddenly a teenager again. An angsty one, but a teenager nonetheless. Memories of you sitting on the warm sand with the sun beating down on you flooded your mind. You missed it.

“Go in without me, I’ll be there in a bit,” Bucky said.

“What?” You snapped your head in his direction. “We’re supposed to go in together.”

“Trust me,” He added. “Have a little faith in me, doll.”

You groaned, “Just hurry up.”

With a last deep breath, you walked towards the house. You smoothed down your black striped t-shirt dress and made sure your black boots were spotless. The noise was heard even before you got inside. Your family was loud, so it would be a surprise if you got through the night without an argument breaking out. You spoke too soon.

“The pot is mine!” You recognized the voice as your Aunt Nancy.

“Nuh uh!” Your Aunt Betty remarked. “See that dent right there! Susie made is when she dropped it on the floor! Now give it here you old hag.”

Bickering followed quickly and you heard your Mother trying to break the fight between her two sisters. You opened the door, knowing it would be unlocked and stepped inside. All eyes were on you. The entire family was there. Your grandpa was there from your Mother’s side as well as both your grandparents from your dad’s side of the family. Your mother had three siblings. Your Aunt Nancy and Betty were her sisters and Uncle Matt was her brother. Nancy, Betty, and Matt were all married. Nancy has two kids, Betty has five and Matt has one.

Your Dad’s side of the family was much bigger. He has five siblings. Your Uncle Danny, Joel, and Freddy. Aunt Hazel is the second to youngest and the only girl. Uncle Joel is the youngest and constantly getting a new partner. It would be no surprise if he has a new boyfriend or girlfriend by next week. Danny has four kids, Freddy and Hazel both have two. By the looks of it, Aunt Hazel has a third one on the way.

“Y/N!” Your Mother exclaimed in glee. “I can’t believe you were able to make it!” She pulled you into a hug. “It’s been so long.”

“Yeah, well I left California for a reason,” You mumbled and hugged her back.

It’s true. No matter how much you missed your Mother and Father, there was a great reason as to why you left in the first place. It was your aunts. Mostly from your Mother’s side. They were such hypocrites and always had something to day about you.

“Ha! See, I told you she was still single Flor,” Your Aunt Betty told your Mother.

“Oh quiet you,” Your mom shut her up. “It’s alright, I understand.”

Before you could say anything, your sister spoke up.

“Still dressing in black I can see,” She remarked and embraced you.

“Missed you, Erika,” You smiled. “Let me see the rock.”

Erika flashed you her engagement ring that was on her finger. No doubt waiting for the exact moment in which she could show you her new jewelry. After all the greeting and embraces from family that actually missed you, the comments began.

“Did you gain weight?” Aunt Nancy asked.

“Yes, it’s called muscle, something you don’t know about,” You shot back.

“Well, would you look at that? The girl grew a backbone,” Betty laughed. “Yet she couldn’t find a man.”

You were being torn apart by your aunts and you were at that breaking point. Just as you were about to snap at them, a voice form behind saved you.

“Hello.”

Everyone turned their attention to Bucky who walked into the house. He held a bouquet of flowers and you silently thanked him. He walked over and planted a long kiss on your lips. You weren’t expecting it, but were quick to melt under his touch.  

When you faced your family once again, they were all gawking at the man that just entered the house. Your Mother smiled widely and you sister seemed to nod in approval.

“James Barnes,” He greeted.

“This is my boyfriend,” You added.

“These are for you Mrs. Y/L/N,” Bucky gave the flowers to your Mother. “I wasn’t sure what flowers you liked so I decided to go with Y/N’s  favorite; asters.”

You didn’t know how he found out that those were your favorite flowers, but at that moment, you didn’t care. He just made himself look like a gentleman, and that’s all you cared about.

Bucky shook hands with all the men of the family and hugged each woman. You couldn’t help but notice Aunt Betty’s glance at his metal arm, you knew immediately that she was going to give you shit about it.

“Let’s eat!” Your father announced.


“So James, where’d you meet Y/N,” Your Mother asks.

“Please, call me Bucky,” He smiled before looking at you. “We met at work.”

“As you all know, I am Tony Stark’s secretary,” You added. “And Steve Rogers happens to be a close friend of mine. He introduced us.”

“You know Captain America?” One of your nephews asked.

You nodded, “Bucky here is his best friend.”

“He and I go way, way back,” He chuckled.

“You sure did have a great life in New York,” Erika stated.

You intertwined your fingers with Bucky’s. It was metal arm, he looked at you, as if surprised that you’d do such a daring move. “It’s great! Mr. Stark gave me an amazing room in his tower.”

“But she hardly sleeps in it cause she’s always with me,” Bucky added before the both of you burst into a light chuckled.

“How long have you been together?” Aunt Hazel asked.

“A little over a year,” He replied.

“A year?” Aunt Nancy spoke up. “You mean you’ve been hiding this hunk for over a year?”

You cringed at her statement. Bucky squeezed your hand. You couldn’t wait til this day was over.


“And remember that tomorrow is the barbecue by the beach!” You mother called as you left the house. “Nice meeting you Bucky.”

“Nice meeting you too Mrs. Y/L/N.”

“That was terrible,” You mumbled.

“Did I do something wrong?” Bucky asked, genuinely concerned.

“Oh, no, you did great. Did you see their faces when you came in?” You laughed.

“What’s the deal with your Aunts?” He continued.

You shook your head, “They’ve always been like that. Now you can see why I left. They’re not the best people.” You handed Bucky your phone that had the Google Maps open. “Tony is letting us stay at one of his houses.”

“How much did you have to pay for him to do that?” He mumbled.

“Nothing at all,” You replied matter-oh-factly.

Honestly, Bucky, you surprise me. You had such good manners,“ You smiled. “Is that how you got your reputation as a certified ladies man?”

He laughed. It was a joy-filled laugh and it made you want to hear it again. You weren’t sure if it was because you hardly heard him laugh, but now that you did, you wanted to make him laugh again just so you can hear him. So you can be the reason for that laughter. For that happiness.

“Your family’s pretty cool,” Bucky said, ignoring your question.

You rolled your eyes, “Did you hear my nieces and nephews?” A migraine blossomed into your head at the simple memory of all the screaming and crying that you endured for the past three hours.

“And you’re gonna have to handle that all day tomorrow as well,” He noted as if reading your mind.

“Yes and no,” You paused and scrunched your nose. “We can go, make an appearance then maybe leave the barbecue and come back to the house. It’ll be fun!”


“Whoa,” Your mouth was agape as you stared up at the grand Stark mansion. The house sat on a hill, overlooking the beach that was far below. You were astonished at the trust Tony had in both you and Bucky to stay in his beautiful home.

“Holy shit,” You heard Bucky whisper next to you.

The inside was even better. Tony’s exquisite taste in home décor shone brightly in the interior of this home. Each item, no doubt was hand-picked by Tony. The vibrant colors blended together perfectly. You rushed towards the closed curtains and pulled them apart. Just as you imagined, the windows had a captivating view of the beach. The windows stretched from floor to ceiling, never missing a single detail of the scene that was before your eyes.

Bucky let out a low whistle, “Stark must’ve paid a fortune for this view.”

“Yeah, probably worth than both of us combined. So try not to break anything.”

The two of you began your search for the bedrooms. You considered the idea to call Tony and ask him for directions, but decided against it since it was already late in New York. You found the kitchen, which is equally as glorious as the house itself. You found his tech room, that you decided to keep shut to indicate that it was off limits. Finally you found the bedroom. Turns out, that was the only bedroom there was.

Bucky scratched the back of his neck, “Well, I can take the couch. It must be comfortable as well, right?”

“Are you sure? I can gladly take the couch,” You intervened.

“Y/N,” He said. “I insist.”

“So big of a house and you’d think that Tony would spare rooms,” You exhaled. “But then again, this home was for him and Pepper.”

“At least each room has a spectacular view,” He gazed out into the stretched out view. The sun was just beginning to set. Orange, red and rosy fingers seemed to streaked across the clouds. The colors reflected off the water, adding an even more profound beauty to it all.

You and Bucky spent the rest of the night sitting on the couch, eating pizza and watching whatever was on the TV. The pizza delivery guy seemed to be a bit bummed out when he only received a five dollar tip. Maybe he thought that you and Bucky were cheapskates, considering the fact that you were ‘living’ in a home as magnificent as this one.

After two movies, two boxes of pizza and several mindless conversation, you and Bucky decided to call it a day. You dug through your bag in search for your sleeping shirt. Realization struck you and you dragged your hand down your face as you groaned loudly. You had left you sleeping shirt back at the facility. How could I fucking forget? You mentally scolded yourself.

“Bucky,” His name fell from your lips as a groan and slumped towards the bathroom.

He stood over the sink. His dark locks were pulled back in a bun to keep them out of his face. He looked up and quirked an eyebrow at your state.

“This is gonna sound a bit strange, but do you have a shirt I can borrow? I left mine at the facility.”

He shook his head, “Oh Y/N, always so forgetful.”

“It wasn’t my fault!” You insisted and followed him out of the bathroom.

He reached into his bag and tossed you one of his shirts. You unfolded it and the letters read ‘Pink Floyd 1972 World Tour.’ You shrugged and decided that it will do.

“Thanks, Buck,” You smiled.

“Your welcome and get some sleep! I don’t want you complaining about how tired you are when we’re about to get ten hours of sleep,” He called.

You tossed him a pillow and blanket before standing up straight and saluting, “Yes sir.”

He rolled his eyes and smiled, “You’re the worst fake girlfriend ever.”

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Man With A Plan. Steve Rogers.

Based on this post, Steve has been keeping to himself as of late, leaving Y/N to her own thoughts. In an attempt to get a rise out of him, she goes to her best friend, Tony, for a plan that’s so out there, it just might work.

Triggers: Smut. Possessive/Jealous Steve. Rough sex followed by fluffy smut.

Word Count: 1816

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Back (Avengers/Guardians of the Galaxy)

“I can’t believe it!” Peter smiled. “I’m going back to earth!” He cheered. Gamora playfully rolled her eyes. “I am groot.” Groot smiled. “Calm down Quill, you’re givin me a headache.” Rocket groaned. “Let him, Rocket. He hasn’t been on Earth in like 30 years.” You told him.

“What’s it like?” Peter asked you. “as you recall, I haven’t been on Earth in 3 years. A lot can change in three years.” You told him.

You were an Avenger and worked for S.H.I.E.L.D in the science department. They were planning on a space exploration after the battle of New York, which you volunteered.

The shuttle malfunctioned, and your crew died, and you would have too if not for the Guardian, and for three years you’ve been fighting with them, protecting the galaxy.

“Alright, we’re close enough for you to make contact with them.” Gamora told you. “Great, Rocket did you finish the device?” You asked him and he scoffed. “ “Course I finished it.”

You turned it on and there was just static. “Are you sure you did fuck up?” You asked Rocket. “Why you lil-” He was going to ran towards you, but Peter held him back. “Let me go.” Rocket said.

“Hello?” You heard someone say over the radio. “Hello? Is this S.H.I.E.L.D?” You asked. “Who is this?” The man asked. “Y/N. Y/N Stark.” You said. “That’s not possible. She died in the shuttle.” The man said.

“Well, clearly I didn’t. Who is this?” You asked. Static. You groaned, “Let’s land this.” You told Peter. “You  sure? Won’t they think we’re Aliens and shoot us down?” Peter asked you.

“No, the worst they would do is take us to S.H.I.E.L.D.” You said and he walked to the cockpit. “Give me the coordinates.” Peter told you. You handed him a piece of paper with the coordinates to the Stark Tower.

Peter flew the Milano to the coordinates, gaining attention as you entered the atmosphere. When you arrived, Peter landed the Milano on the roof. “I should go out first.” You said. “Be careful.” Peter told you and gave you a kiss.

“I’m right behind ya.” Rocket said, pulling out his biggest gun. You opened the door, and there were Iron Man suits surrounding the Milano. You put your hands up, while Rocket blew them up.

“Dude! Not now!” You said, and gave him a little kick. “Fine.” He groaned, setting his gun down. “Tony?” You asked. “it’s me, Y/N.” You told the suits. One of them opened, and Tony walked out.

“Y/N?” He asked. “You’re alive?” He asked, then ran towards you and pulled you into a hug. “We thought you died.” He said. “Yeah, I tried contacting S.H.I.E.LD but nothing worked.” You said.

“S.H.I.E.L.D is gone.” He told you. You pulled away from the hug, “What do you mean gone?” You asked. “Last year Cap and Natasha found out that Hydra infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D since the beginning.” He told you.

“Anyway, who’s this little guy?” Tony asked as he petted Rocket. “I wouldn’t do that.” You said, “Get your filthy paws off of me.” Rocket said and pushed Tony’s hands off of him. "What the fuck it that?“ Tony asked in shock.

"His name is Rocket.” you said. “Peter, Gamora, Drax, Groot, come on out.” You shouted. Drax was the first to come out, Gamora followed behind him and Peter came out with groot in his hands.

“Who are these guys?” Tony asked. “We should get the team, cause I don’t want to explain it more than once.” You told him. “Yeah, okay.” Tony nodded.  

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The Avengers stood there, in shock as The Guardians walked in. “Alright so. These guys saved me from the shuttle. Her name is Gamora, that is Drax, this is Rocket. This is Groot and that’s my boyfriend Peter.” You told them. “You named a plant?” Clint laughed.

“I am Groot.” Groot smiled and moved his arms. Clint shut up, and his eye widened. “So, you have a talking Raccoon and a talking plant…great.” Clint said. “Don’t call him a raccoon. ” You told him.

“Hi, Peter. Nice to meet you.” Peter smiled and looked around the Tower. “So what do we call you guys?” Steve asked. “They’re called The Guardians of the Galaxy.” You told him.

“Nice to meet you. Name’s Hawkeye.” Clint said. “Why?” Drax asked. “Because I’ve got an eye like a hawk.” Clint told him. “That doesn’t seem pleasant."Drax told him.

"I just gotta ask, where did you get that ship?” Tony asked. “Long story…I stole it.” Peter said. “I’m kidding, I stole stuff to buy it.” Peter said. “Y/N, you should get checked. Three years in space can’t be good for a human.” Natasha told you.

“I feel fine, just tired.” You said. “I still have your room."  Tony said. "Great, we’ll need four more.” Peter said, and kissed your cheek. “You’re not sleeping in the same room as my sister.” Tony told him.

“What you got against the two love birds, old man?” Rocket asked. “Old man?” Tony said. “I smell liquor.” Rocket said then walked away. Pete set Groot on the table, and groot grew to his full size, which surprised The Avengers.

Groot then walked over to Steve and Tony, and pulled them into a tight hug. “I am Groot.” He said. “We know, big ma…tree.” Tony said. “That’s all he can say.” Rocket said as he walked back with two bottles of scotch.

“This’ll be fun.” You smiled.

I Thought You Were Different (Part 16/?) (Rogers/Romanoff x reader)

Part 15

The entire flight home was silent.  You were grateful that Tony didn’t push you for any information, though you really could have used someone to sort out the flurry of thoughts going through your head. You had spanned the full gamut of emotions, from sadness that Steve couldn’t come to you with the PTSD he was struggling with and your broken heart at what that must mean for him to acknowledge it, to the shamefulness towards yourself for your own words and actions directed at him.  Ultimately, you were so immensely proud of him that it paled everything else, and you only wished that you could tell him so.  

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