Raise your hand if you got all these cool goals and ideas you wanna do that keep winding up on the back burner because the daily grind of Life in General™ exhausts you, making it near impossible not to give in to simple, cozy pleasures instead
Summary: The reader is raised by Hydra but manages to escape after they kill her parents. She is emotionally unstable and can’t control her powers. The Avengers rescue her and give her everything she missed form life and wanted to feel. But would her new found love be enough to extinguish her desire for revenge? What would be the side she would choose to rely on? Will she be ready to face the real her?
A/N: I am so happy i finally found time to write this. I finished school and I have some days until i start work. I hope i will manage to finish this story and write all the request i have in my box. Please, let me know what you think, it’s really important to me given the fact English isn’t my first language ♥ Enjoy and sorry if there are mistakes (i wrote it really late last night)
“We were facing each other and I saw the fear
in his eyes but he had to play a macho so he said ’Stay there and I won’t hurt you’. His body was shaking and the man
was wearing only his pink boxers. Such a pathetic picture. I sent a bullet
towards the vase behind him and he peed in his pants”, Tony finished one of the
many stories he liked to tell on his parties. Everyone laughed although they
had heard it before. But when a billionaire is telling a joke you have to laugh
if you want to be invited on the next party, especially if all the Avengers are
Next to Mr. Stark was Sam Wilson, known as The
Falcon who was telling different stories too trying to look stronger and cooler
than Stark. The both of them were basically competing but their audience didn’t
mind at all.
In the other corner Bruce, Thor and Steve could
be seen. They were surrounded by people too but not so many. Thor was kind of
drunk and he was throwing his hammer in the air showing off that he was the
only one able to move it. Steve was laughing and drinking although the alcohol
could not affect him. As for Bruce, he was moving from group to group trying to
find his place. There were times when he wasn’t in the mood for parties and
alcohol and sometimes stripers as drunken Stark used to call sometimes. This
night was the same and the doctor soon went to his room where he would be able
Natasha, Wanda and (Y/N) were on the dance
floor moving their bodies in unison as the rhythm. Nat was holding her probably
fourth glass of whiskey. Clint, Vision, Peter and Scott Lang were sitting at
the bar talking and sometimes throwing glances at the people dancing. The music
was loud so the avengers had to shout a little in order to be heard properly
but most of the time they had to repeat what they had said. Everyone was
enjoying themselves except Peter. He wasn’t allowed to drink so he was just
sitting there searching for a particular girl. He had found her minutes ago but
didn’t want her to see him starring but he couldn’t help it. He’d been looking
at her movements as a hawk. He didn’t miss to spot how at the beginning she was
dancing like a tree but soon the nervousness left her and she was moving
without caring. Peter smiled as he saw the girl experiencing something an
ordinary teenager was used to every weekend.
(Y/N) did her best to try to enjoy that night.
She was talking with everybody, drunk a little from Nat’s glass, even danced
but deep inside she knew that all of this wasn’t her. She wasn’t raised that
way. No music, no fun, no dance. Only fights, fights, and fights. The alcohol
she swallowed helped her to loosen up and let the beat take control of her
body. She was moving as the good songs kept playing but she knew she was doing
it in order to have fun which wasn’t happening if we have to be honest. The
girl made an excuse to her partners in the dance floor and walked through the
dancing and sweaty people who were drunk as hell. Some of them were rubbing
each other bodies, others were ready to swallow each other given the fact how
they were kissing, and others were already heading toward the bathrooms. (Y/N)
was surprised how many people had attended the party. She thought that it would
be just her and the new friends she made a couple weeks ago but no. Stark had
decided to throw a huge party and the girl was sure he didn’t know at least 10%
of his guests. When (Y/N) got out of the loud room and entered the quiet
balcony the fresh spring air hit her are skin. The wind sent shivers down her
spine, her body tensing at the coldness she felt due to being sweaty. The girl
bypassed the swimming pool and went near the glass parapet. The building was
indeed high, the whole city could be seen from there. She inhaled deeply
letting the cold air freshen her body from inside. (Y/N) was enjoying the view
while listening to the music which outside was actually pleasant. But little
she knew that her actions of leaving the party were spotted from a certain boy
that hadn’t let his eyes fall from her.
When Peter saw (Y/N) leaving, he stood up
following her outside away from the loud party. The making a path through the
crowd slowed him down but once he was on the balcony, he saw the girl he liked
alone looking at lightened city below them. He slowly approached her thinking
of an interesting opening gambit. But with each step he took his mind refused
to work and nervous filled his body again. He cursed himself that he let this
happen every time she was near him. Taking a deep breath the boy stood next to
her and tried to spoke but was late.
“Why are you here, Peter?”, the girl asked
looking at him. At first the boy thought the girl asked that so he would
understand he wasn’t welcomed but as he saw her soft (y/e/c) he calmed down.
She was just being curious.
“I saw you leaving.”, he answered without
thinking. His tongue was moving without his brain working properly.
“And you came because…?”, her eyes weren’t
leaving his which caused the boy to fall under their spell. The distance
between their faces was slowly reducing.
“Because I wanted to see if you are okay.”, the
girl smiled and turned her head towards the beautiful city. This activity broke
the ‘spell’ Peter had fallen into but he continued to stare at her, “You are
feeling as though you are not fitting in this atmosphere, right?”
“How do you know?”
“I am feeling the same way at school parties.
They are not the way I’d like to spent my free time and have fun.”, at that
time the boy was looking the city, while (Y/N) was observing his face.
“And what is the way you like to have fun?”
“Well, I like to…”, he suddenly stopped and
looked at the girl. A smirk craved on his face which made the girl confused.
“I can show you.”
“Show me what?”
“How I like to spent Saturday night and have
fun my way. Are you in?”, the smirk on Peter’s face was now bigger as he hoped
the girl would accept his offer. Suddenly a bright smile appeared on her face.
“I would love to, Peter Parker.”
“Then, shall we?”, as a gentleman he offered
his hand and girl took it happily. They both exited the tower without being
spotted by anyone.
“So where are we going?”, (Y/N) dared to ask
after 10 minutes of walking in silence.
“Shouldn’t it be a surprise?”, the boy looked
at her with a mischievous smile on his face.
“It is supposed to be but I am not into
surprised at all.”
“Well, tonight you’ll be.”
“I’d gladly be a idiot If I am the reason you
smile.”, and it was true. (Y/N) hadn’t stopped smiling since they left the
tower. This statement made her blush which surprised Peter. His smile became
bigger as he saw the soft side of the girl which she was usually hiding behind
the mask of a dangerous serial killer, “Come on, we are almost there.”, Peter
grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and they both rushed towards a small café on the other
side of the street. It’s name was shinning in dark blue which made the café
easy to be seen. When they entered inside the girl was amazed by the atmosphere
and way it was decorated. Simple and cozy vintage design invited the new guests
inside. There was a girl listening to music behind the bar and two girls
chatting at one of the corners. (Y/N) thought they would sit somewhere so she
started looking for a cozy and lonely place.
“Oh, I wasn’t thinking of staying here but if
you want- ”
“Oh, no, no. You are the one leading the
parade. You promised me fun so I hope you would give me one.”, the girl joked
and he boy calmed down, “I don’t want to ruin anything but isn’t it late for
“Yes, it is.”
“Then why are we here?”
“Because only in this café you can find the best
and most delicious muffins. Believe me, you have never eaten such mouth-melting
dessert.”, the boy gave a simple answer and turned around to make an order. A
minute later, the boy and the girl were outside the café roaming through the
streets of New Your city and eating.
“Oh my gosh, Peter! These are just magnificent.
I’ve never tasted anything like that.”
“I told you so.”, the girl was about to take
another bite from the muffin when Peter pushed her hand up so her nose would be
in covered in chocolate.
“How dare you Parker?!”, the girl gave him a
dead glare, “You will pay for this.”
“I can’t take you seriously with so much
chocolate on your face. You look sweat rather than scary.”, the boy couldn’t
stop laughing and the girl used this opportunity to push her half muffin in
“That’s part of the revenge you will get.”
“Oh, you are gonna regret this Ms. (Y/L/N)!”,
and with that (Y/N) began running while Peter was chasing her. There was a park
near them and the girl entered it. Although she was on high heels which weren’t
that high, the girl was still faster than the boy. But let’s face it, he was
doing it on purpose.
“I can’t do it anymore.”, Peter announced and
sat on a bench, “You are fast and I don’t want to sweat in this amazing suit. I
prefer to look hot than to revenge you for some chocolate.”, the girl was
suspicious at first but when he didn’t stand up from the bench, she sat next to
“Then I’m sorry to say that you don’t look that
hot as you think.”
“I remember you telling something else when we
were in your room hour ago.”, he looked at her.
“Well, my eyesight isn’t good sometimes.”
“Mhm, whatever you say…”, his tone was
“Are you calling me a liar, Mr. Parker?”, now
they were inches away from each other, still looking at each other eyes, while
their bodies desired for something else.
“I ain’t calling you a truther.”
That was it. They both were on the edge of
doing what they wanted to do since weeks. They stood there looking at each
other in silence. The tension was felt in the air but it wasn’t a sexual
tension how Nat would say. No, it was a tension between two young teenagers
that had slowly fallen in love. They wanted to connect, to feel what the other
felt, to see the nightmares the other had, to explore their souls. But sadly
they both were scared. (Y/N) had never had such feeling burning inside her. We
all know her story to know that love was something she never felt except in her
early years. The Avengers gave her the love of a family but the love she felt
now was never a shade in the painting of her life. It was new, it was great and
yet it was scary.
Peter was a shy nerdy boy and a sarcastic
superhero. When he was with the witch he somehow managed to merge his both
sides in one. The confident side in him was ready to do the next step but the
mask was gone, he was Peter Parker, the nerd school boy who had problems with
talking to girls.
The lovebirds were standing dare not daring to
move. They didn’t want to ruin this moment thinking it was the chance they got
but they both were scared to take it.
“There is something in you Peter. Something
that makes me wanna kiss you and punch you in the face at the same time.”
“You know how to ruin the romantic moment.”,
they both laughed getting out of the unison.
“But that’s true. There are moments when you
are a pain in the ass.”, their eyes were sparkling with true happiness, “But
what scares me is that I want you to be my pain in the ass.”, the boy froze for
a moment at those words. He looked at her still shocked. Peter didn’t say a
thing which caused the girl to look at her fingers which showed she was
“I- I shouldn’t have-”, but she wasn’t given
the chance to finish her sentence. Peter had cupped her face in his hands, his
lips connecting with hers in a slow and soft kiss. (Y/N) was surprised both
from the sudden action and the sensation in her guts. She instantly closed her
eyes letting her soul to see what no eyes could behold. It wasn’t just flesh
touching, it was souls meeting and connecting. She got the feeling of being
high in the sky, flying freely and carelessly. She felt the love in so many
different ways that there are no words able to describe it.
“Chocolatey.” , the girl finished Peter’s
sentence which caused both of them to laugh.
That night they stayed there on the bench in
the empty park, enjoying each other company, laughing at their jokes, telling
different stories from the past and made plans for the future. That night they
felt real, they felt alive and breathing. That night love made its magic – it
connected two souls that had been searching each other for years, it gave them
true happiness, an unforgettable love. That night love gave them a surreal
picture of life which blurred their sights and weakened them for what was about
Summary: Sam and Eileen spend a night together after an unplanned meeting. I am sailing this ship hard.
Word Count: 2400
A/N: Hope y’all are in the mood for some Saileen. XOXO
Sam recognizes Eileen from the punch she’s throwing. He can’t see her face, but he doesn’t need to. He can see her in the graceful push of her arm, in the whip-sharp way it cuts through the air and connects with the thing’s jaw. The vampire hits the brick wall with a loud thud, crumpling just a little before throwing his own punch. She ducks just in time.
Sam actually stops to watch for a second. He’d wondered if she’d be here, since it was an obvious case and close to the town where she had an apartment, one she called home most of the time.