the big four as the avengers

Shadows (Reuploaded)

Peter Parker x Reader

Word count: 1200ish

Warnings: cursing, theft, mentions of blood and fighting

Summary: You, a common thief, meets the scarlet webster.

Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four, Part five, (Coming Soon)

A/N: Honestly don’t know where I’m going with this but whatevs. Also this is my first fic so no hate please. And ignore any mistakes.

Originally posted by bubblyholland

You grabbed the money and stuffed it in your backpack, quickly turning and running toward the shadows. Getting to a big enough shadow, you jumped in quickly teleporting out of the bank. You ended up in an alley on the other side of New York where you took off your ski mask and threw it into the nearest dumpster. Smirking to yourself at a job well done, you headed to your home in the Queens.

You slung your backpack over your shoulder and walked out into the streets. You were debating what charity to donate most of the money to when you arrived at your apartment. Walking inside, you headed toward your kitchen where you usually hide the cash. You removed the tile right in front of the fridge and took the money out of the bag, putting in the hole. When you were contemplating your next move, you just decided to go out and treat yourself.

It was around couple of hours later when you wanted to go home. Leaving the bakery with a fresh pastry and a small content smile, thinking about all the things that went right this day.

A clap of thunder startled you out of your happy state. Quickly you looked up and noticed all the gray and angry clouds. Shit. You were too busy getting ready for your heist you didn’t even bother to check the weather. Cursing to yourself, you started to walk faster, desperate to find an ally that you could find a secluded shadow in. You finally found one and hurried to the safe haven. Right when you found a big enough shadow to travel through, you got interrupted.

You felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw this guy in red spandex hanging upside down in front of you. Your eyes widened slightly as you recognized him as the Spider-man. Double shit. Of course you’d pick the ally that fucking Spider-man would be in.

Maybe he’s not here for me and it’s all a big coincidence,’ you thought, hopefully.

“Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know anyone that can manipulate shadows, would you? I mean who am I kidding, it’s not like a lovely lady like you could know such a girl.” As his speech progresses, your fear grows.

You bet there’s a god out there that’s laughing their ass off right now. That fucking dick.

You laughed a nervous, awkward laugh before replying, “Yeah why would I know? I’m just a normal girl amirite?” Your speech came out a little too fast and high for it to be believable. You turned around, aiming for a different shadow when Spider-man did his little web thing to your legs, gluing them to the ground.

You guess you’re going to have to do this the hard way. Keeping your poker face up, you try to look over your shoulder at the spider but you find him gone. A shadows casts over you causing you to look above you. There sat Spidey on the hanging from a fire escape.

A smirk crosses your face, “Yo Spidey, you wanna know a little secret?” The boy in the suit cocks his head little bit. “Manipulating shadows is a simpler term,” you said as you made a solid shadow dagger form in your hand. You went for your webs on your feet first, cutting them before standing up again. When you were free you went to go attack underoos who was just above you but you found him gone. Figuring this is your chance to get out of there you ran for a shadow. You were quite literally one inch from your escape when you got close lined.

Unknowingly, you blacked out. One second, you were almost to freedom. The next, you were on the ground holding your, now, broken nose.

“Holy-shit-tits,” you groaned out. Peaking your eyes open, you saw a man with bow and arrow pointed at you and Spiderman next to him. “Well fuck me over backwards. I’m in trouble, aren’t I?” you said in a squeaky voice in from holding your bleeding nose.

“Cap is gonna love you,” the bowman said with a smile.

You were completely blindfolded and handcuffed so you couldn’t do any ‘shadow bullshit’ as bowman called it. In all honesty, you didn’t know where they were taking you. But if Spiderman is connected with them, it couldn’t be that bad right? Right?? They did stop the bleeding of your nose, so that’s a good sign.

You couldn’t even try to figure out the conversation happening in the front. All your concentration was on trying to not have a full on panic attack. The darkness from the blindfold was really freaking you out. Memories from before started to flash across your brain. You tried to shut them out, you really did.

“Hey, you ok? Do you need, like, some medical help or something?” You could barely hear him through the blood pumping in your ears. Guessing by the voice, it was the guy that got you into this mess. Oh when you got free, you were going after him

“I ca-can’t bre-athe,” you say into between gasps. You heard him quietly whisper ‘oh shit’

“Uh, ok. Just focus on my voice. You’re going to be fine. You’re not even going to jail,” He lifted up the blindfold and the first thing you notice was his mask was off. He had nice brown hair and attractive figures. When your eyes finally met his, you were hit with a sense of calm. His eyes were a nice warm chocolatey brown. You could lose yourself into them if you wanted to. So much for wanting to go after the guy. “I don’t think we’ve introduced ourselves. I’m Peter. You are?”

“I’m Y/N,” you replied. Your breaths we’re getting less violent.

“See I told you, you’re completely fine.” He said with a growing smirk.

You didn’t even notice your hyperventilating had stopped.

“If you guys are done eyefucking back there, we’re here.” Bowman’s voice cut through your apparent ‘eyefucking’. Both you and Peter had already turned away with bright red faces. The webster got out of the car and went to go open the door, still avoiding your eye. When you got of the car, you saw this gigantic skyscraper with a lot of glass. When your eyes trained on the A on the side, you started to freak out.

‘Why am I at the Avengers tower?’ You may be a little behind on who is in the Avengers, but you’re not completely clueless.

“Hey Clint, can you go tell the others? I’ll take Y/N on a tour.” Clint just gave Peter a wink and walked away. Another blush spread across his cheeks.

“Why the fuck am I here?” you whispered. Not even knowing what happened seconds before. You turned to look at Peter who had a small, confident smirk.

“This, Y/N, is your new home.”

Your first instinct was to start hysterically laughing. Which you did for a good minute or so. Then you realized they were actually serious. That stopped you in your tracks.

“I think I’d rather have the jail option please.”

anonymous asked:

what big story do you think marvel will adapt after Infinity war? I want Secret Invasion in phase 4

Well, they could continue the Infinity story and do ‘Infinity Crusade’ which would be cool and make sense. If not, ‘Secret Invasion’ or ‘Dark Reign’ would each make excellent choices. I personally want to see ‘Annihilation’ at some point but parts would need to be changed due to Marvel not owning Galactus, Silver Surfer, or Super Skrull.  

The Human Idiot

Originally posted by chrisevansz

*** Ok big thank you to the anon that requested this because the fantastic four was the first super hero movie that i have ever watched, and The Human Torch was my first crush! Thank youuu! I hope i do justice to my heroes!! *** 

Prompt: “Omg could you do one for the human torch? Like where you’re normal and you’re a friend of Susans who is staying with them and she catches his eye and he flirts with her but she is sassy af and aint havin none of that but Susan talks to her and they hang out some and fluff i guess eekkk “ 

(( Gif not mine, found on tumblr ))

“Wanna see me do a trick with my hands?” Johnny asked you while eating his dinner. You take a bite of your pasta and wipe your mouth, “No.” 

“Ok, ok i’ll do it. geez y/n stop asking!”

You roll your eyes in annoyance and look up in front of you at Johnny who is cheekily smiling at you. 

He sets down his knife and fork and looks at you, “Ok watch this.”

Everyone at the dinner table watch Johnny as he snaps his fingers and flames shot out through all fingers tips, he then puts his hands in a fist, opens his hand up, and the flames are gone.

Johnny looks at you waiting for a response, you roll your eyes and clap your hands sarcastically, “Johnny Bravo everyone.” 

Ben, Susan, and Reed laugh at your comment shaking their heads and continue eating; while johnny frowns down at his food.

“Ya know y/n, you’re in my house, under my roof, eating the food my house holds. the least you could do is tell me my flames are cool.” He says with a wink directed towards you.

You set your fork down and lean towards him, “No. I’m in my best friends house because she was kind enough to let me stay while i look for a job, so think again.”

Johnny copies your action and leans froward, “If its a job you, i already have one for you.” 

You cock an eyebrow up, “And what would that be Johnny boy?” 

“My lover.”

Reed chokes on his steak down at the end, while Susan sends a threatening look at her brother.

You lean back in your chair and smirk at him, not missing a beat;

“Id rather burst into flames, than to even think about liking you.” 

He smiles widely at you before reaching down at his plate, picking up a hand full of peas and throwing them at you.

You give him a bitter look before standing up and putting your plate in the sink, and pushing your chair in. 

You start to leave when you hear Johnny call behind you, “You know my doors always unlocked y/n!” 

You roll your eyes as you shut your door, “And you already know mines always locked Johnny!” 

He doesn’t respond, but you can hear his laughter carry down the halls.


There was a knock on your door that brought you out of your sleep, “Who is it?” You grumble out.

“Y/n its Susie.” 

You slowly get up and make your way over to your door and unlock it. 

Susan makes her way in and lays down in your bed she pats an open space next to her for you to lay at. 

You follow her directions and lay down, “Reed being a prick again?”

She chuckles and leans over to prop herself up to look at yourself, you copy her action. “Not this time, i wanted to talk to you about Johnny.”

You groan at the mention of Johnnys name, “Why? We didn’t hook up if thats what he’s telling everyone again.” 

She smiles at you fondly before blurting out, “I think you should give him a try, you guys would be cute.” 

You pretended gag which caused a giggle from Susan, “And you call him immature.”

“I am not immature, you’re just delusional.” 

Susan rolls her eyes at you, “Y/n i know you kind of like him, and he likes you. You know all his comments are weak attempts at flirting, right?”

“He likes me?” 

Susan looks at you in disbelief, as if she couldn’t believe you didn’t know; “Of course he does! Whenever you’re not around he always talk about how cute you are, and tonight after supper he asked us for advice on how to win you over.”

You lay on your back and stare at the dark ceiling, “But, he’s a player Susie. you know that i hate players more than anything,” 

“Johnny would’t play you. i know him and his feelings, he’s my brother y/n.” 

You turn your head to look at her, and she looks honest. “ Y/n, you won’t be with us that much longer. Please just give Johnny a try, its worth it.”


At around 11 you give in and knock on Johnnys door, “Johnny? its y/n.” 

“Its unlocked!” 

You open the door and walk in to see him eating chips and watching TV, he acknowledges your presences and mutes the TV, “ I forgot that you’re doors always unlocked,” you sheepishly admit to him. 

“My door is always unlocked for you.”

You smile at him and he smiles back at you, “Whatcha need y/n?” 

You sway from side to side, “I was wondering if i could sleep with you tonight?” 

Johnny leans back surprised at first but soon smirks at you, “My beds also always unlocked for you.” 

You laugh at his comment while covering up with the blankets, Johnny sits up and raises his arms over his head, “You finally did it!” He exclaimed. 

You turn to him and give him a puzzled look, “Did what? Sleep with you?” 

Johnny turns to look at you; “you laughed at me. Thats all I’ve ever wanted you to do.” Your heart tugs a little at his comment. 

“But the sleeping in my bed works too,” he says with a wink.

You push him slightly and laugh, “You’re too cute Johnny boy.”

He looks at you and is quiet for a moment. 

“You’re perfect.”

Your eyes direct themselves to his, “What?”

“I said you’re perfect y/n. in every single way, and you don’t know how happy i am to know that you’re here with me right now.” He explains to you. 

You smile gently at him and smile while reaching out and cupping his cheek with your hands, “Im glad I’m here too.” 


In the morning the morning you wake up to find yourself laying on top of Johnny while he’s sleeping peacefully. 

You smile up at him before kissing his neck and getting up.

When you enter the kitchen you see Ben standing and drinking his coffee, while Susan and Reed are talking by the stove. 

When Susan sees you enter the room and smiles big and runs up to you along with Reed and Ben.

So they were all apart of it.

Before you could answer Johnny walks into the kitchen and gets a bottle of water for the fridge, “Good morning all freaks,” He waves  to the others before walking up to you and kissing your cheek then your lips; “Good morning my princess.”

 He intertwines your hands and you both walk into the living room, while Ben starts to follow turning behind him to look at Reed pointing a finger; 

“You owe me 50 bucks.”

God i hope this was ok for you guys, i feel like the past few one shots were straight trash. REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

Kittens || T'challa x reader

A/N: A big thank you to our first requester @thebrittybratt. Bless you! Requests are open. Feel free to request you guys!! 

Your cat had recently given birth to four adorable kittens, ebony black with green eyes, just like her and even though the time before and after the actual birth giving was super hard for you, those little kittens made it all worth it.

However when one has adorable baby kittens it gets rather easy to ignore the outside world, which was unfortunately, exactly what you were doing. New scratch posts were being bought, new collars, new bowls and all in all you were making your place a giant cat heaven and boy oh boy were you enjoying it.

You were playing with one of your kittens trying to get it to play with the new toy you ordered online when you heard the door being creaked open. You dropped the toy to turn around and look at who was there and your kitten scurried away to the depths of your house. You looked up to see T'challa standing at your door, smiling that million dollar smile of his and you couldn’t help the grin that appeared on your face upon seeing him and you moved forward to hug him.

“T'Challa!” you squealed wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into a hug as he chuckled and hugged you back.

“Hello my love,” he greeted, wrapping his arms around your frame in response. You pulled away from him only to reach up and kiss him. He pulled away and smiled down at you.

“It’s been a while since we’ve talked-” he started but you could not contain your excitement and cut him off, “Yes but thats because my cat gave birth and I’ve got these little kittens and they’re so cute and you have got to see them!” you exclaimed and he smiled in return.

“Alright then, love, let’s see them,” he said and you grinned as you grabbed his hand and pulled him with you to your room (not in that way okay sheesh), which had become your cats favorite place in the house.

Once you reached your room you found two of your kittens running around on your dresser, which you had thankfully cleared earlier. Carefully you scooped one in your arms and handed it to T'Challa.

Much to your surprise and happiness your kitten actually liked him didn’t try to bite or scratch him as he pet it.

“T'Challa, meet my new cat …uh……” You faltered, still unable to come up with a name for the kitten.

“You still haven’t named it?” he asked you and you shook your head at him.

“I have no idea what to call it really,” you shrugged as you watched him play with your cat. Ever since you got the kittens you couldn’t stop thinking about how much they looked like T'Challa but you wouldn’t say that out loud. You were no Sam Wilson (oh yeah T'Challa told you about that. Rather difficult to not laugh at that guys nerve). You were staring at the kitten then him and then the kitten and Just as you were debating on whether or not to share your wonderful insight, courtesy of your lovely brain, T'Challa spoke up (he must have noticed your weird stares, guy had wonderful reflexes really).

“Looks a bit like me in costume, don’t you think?” he asked, giving you a lopsided grin as you gawked at him. “But your kitten really is beautiful,” he said petting it’s head as it purred in satisfaction.

“Do you need a mewment?” you asked still gaping at him a little he smiled at you.

“No my love, I’m quite fine, now how about we come up with a name for it?” he smiled at you and you nodded, letting out a small laugh.

“Great idea, let’s name the mini you.”



Day Four: Favorite Role


No matter if the role has been big or small, I have enjoyed & liked every single one of Tom’s roles I have seen so far.

Bill Hazledine in Suburban Shootout
Magnus Martinsson in Wallander
Loki in Thor
F. Scott Fitzgerald in Midnight in Paris
Freddie Page in The Deep Blue Sea
Captain James Nicholls in War Horse
Loki in Marvel’s The Avengers
Prince Hal in The Hollow Crown - Henry IV
Henry V in The Hollow Crown - Henry V
Adam in Only Lovers Left Alive

Mr. John Plumptre in Miss Austen Regrets

William Buxton in Return to Cranford

Loki in Thor: The Dark World

Caius Martius Coriolanus in Coriolanus

James (voice) in The Pirate Fairy

The Great Escapo in Muppets Most Wanted

Sir Thomas Sharpe in Crimson Peak

Hank Williams in I Saw the Light

Dr. Robert Laing in High-Rise

Jonathan Pine in The Night Manager

  • Yona: But let’s do a head count here: four living legends who kind of live up to the legend, a thunder beast, a pretty boy genius and a couple of master bodyguards, and YOU, big fella, you’ve managed to piss off every single one of them.
  • Hiyou: That was the plan.
  • Yona: Not a great plan. When they come, and they WILL, they’ll come for you.
  • Hiyou: I have a drug cartel.
  • Yona: We have a Hak.
Things I Love Tag

tagged by @fury–and–patience :D

  • One song: ok listen…. I never truly got over “Keep Your Mind Wide Open” as sung by Annasophia Robb (yes the theme song of Bridge to Terabithia)
  • Two movies: Iron Man and Captain America: Civil War (and uh all other Tony movies and Cinderella [every single version including the Hillary Duff one honestly] and Moulin Rouge and Titanic and A Little Princess and Big Hero 6 and James Bond and quite honestly you can miss me with this “”””””two””””””” movies stuff)
  • Three shows: A Series of Unfortunate Events, Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, Avengers Assemble 
  • Four people: ALYX!! and my mom and my uncle and my late best friend (and his parents & little brother) and RDJ because yeah fuck the “only four” thing
  • Five foods: oh boy…… Alyx’s french toasts, drumsticks, raw pepperoni, popcorn, COFFEE
  • Six people to tag: @brynndowney @flange5 @buckyrhodey @starkanthonys @trans-cassianandor @lavengadoraaa (yes I know Alyx tagged the last three of you but like let’s stop pretending I’m cool and have loads of other friends I’m not embarrassed to tag) 

endless list of characters who deserved better [ 1/? ]
↳ Pietro Maximoff

“We were 10 years old. Having dinner, the four of us. When the first shell hits, two floors below, it makes a hole in the floor. It’s big. Our parents go in… and the whole building starts coming apart. I grab her, roll under the bed, and the second shell hits. But it doesn’t go off. It just… sits there in the rubble. Three feet from our faces. And on the side of the shell is painted one word. Stark.”


man one of the best things in Ewing’s Ultimates is that we simultaneously get big mind-expanding Fantastic Four style cosmic space science stuff drawn like a beautiful acid trip and ALSO get lovely small scale character work where America Chavez gets a sweet, supportive girlfriend.

like, I figured that Lisa was just a one-off character from the Avengers #0 intro story or a conceit for that one interesting idea but instead she and America have been dating long enough now that she knows about her life and her moms and Utopia and Kate and Billy and Teddy and that means America is opening up and they have tiny little cute tiffs about America sharing Billy’s weight of the world on my shoulders complex and this is E V E R Y T H I N G.

Deaf!Nico - Solangelo AU oneshot - part 4

Holy shit I have had thirty-six people ask for more deaf!nico. I am more than happy to provide.

So, here’s part four.

You can find other parts here:

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3


Will was left amazed by everything Nico did, even after months of dating. He pushed past his disability like it was no big deal, as if he could hear as well as Will himself. But he couldn’t, and that was what amazed Will.

Nico never let it set him back. He functioned like any hearing person would; graduating from school and moving out of his father’s house with three roommates (Jason, Percy and Leo) after getting a job in a local supermarket. He shopped for groceries and fixed his faulty boiler when Leo wasn’t around to do so. He watched television and danced like the dork he was to music that was playing far to loudly for any hearing person to endure. Will didn’t mind.

It's my evil plan, Nico had told him once, turning down the music as he fried eggs and bacon for them, the scent alone making Will almost droll over himself. It didn’t help that Nico wore nothing other than a pair of boxers and Will’s very large t-shirt. I’m going to make all of you guys deaf too so I’m not alone.

Will should have seen the sorrow behind the words, but he just chuckled and signed that back Nico wasn’t alone and that being deaf would not make being a doctor easy. Nico nodded and smiled, but signed nothing.

Will should have realised how much his words could affect Nico.

It was nearing a year into their relationship when Will saw Nico’s insecurities about his deafness. He had noticed little things - Nico’s discouraged face when he missed his timer go off and burnt whatever he was cooking and confusion when he couldn’t understand what Will couldn’t sign so spoke instead - but Will looked over it. He glossed over Nico’s struggles without knowing it until he couldn’t anymore.

They did what they usually did, cooked dinner and ate it together before watching a film wrapped in each other’s arms, cuddling until one of them - usually Nico - grew too tired and they went to bed. Content in the warmth of the other.

They were watching a Marvel film - Nico always loved those and while Will enjoyed watching romantic comedies with his lover in his arms he was more than happy to let Nico choose a film he enjoyed. It was funny and, with the subtitles on, Nico seemed to be enjoying, occasionally chuckling under his breath.

But Will laughed and Nico looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion before settling in front of him.

And Will noticed. And it wasn’t right.

He leaned forward, untangling his arms from Nico’s so he could pause the television with the correct remote control. Nico signed a question to Will, but Will didn’t answer. He just kept watching Nico’s face, contorted in confusion as he tried to understand what the other was thinking.

What’s wrong? Will signed quickly, practiced from hours of determined lessons from his boyfriend. Nico pressed his lips together and leaned over so he could turn a lamp on. Warm light bathed Nico’s face. Will signed the question again.

He felt his heart tug at the expression on Nico’s face. He had the urge to protect Nico, but Nico didn’t need protecting. Nico wasn’t a weak child that Will needed to coddle because of his disability. Nico was stronger than Will. But still the urge - the need - to protect Nico and let him know that he was there if Nico needed him was growing stronger in Will every second he continued to stare at the boy in front of him.

Why would anything be wrong? Nico asked. He leaned forward and rubbed Will’s knee, a worried gesture.

Nico, I know you better than that. Please, just tell me.

Nico opened his mouth then closed it and stared at his hands. Will could see him argue with himself, could see him contemplate what to say and whether to make everything seem like it was okay.

It isn’t anything big, Nico signed slowly. It was odd to see him sign slowly. Nico signed faster than an average person typed on their phone when he wanted to. He hadn’t signed slowly until he deemed Will good at sign language. It’s just weird because I can feel you laugh before I read the subtitles. It’s confusing and it kind of makes it hard to watch a film. Will opened his mouth, but Nico cut him off with a shake of the head. It’s not your fault, Will. It’s my stupid-ass ears fault for being so bad at what they are supposed to do.

Nico smiled - a tight, plastic smile - and averted his eyes, staring at his lap instead of at his boyfriend.

That’s when it dawned on Will. Nico always seemed like he pushed past his disability, he always looked like it didn’t bother him. He always looked like he was content with how he was. But he wasn’t and Will never realised.

The fact broke Will’s heart.

Because suddenly Will could see all of Nico’s insecurities - his fears - floating on the surface of his mind. He saw every doubt and every worry that his boyfriend felt about his ears and it wasn’t a small diffidence. 

Nico, do you think I’m only with you because you're deaf? Nico shrugged in response. Will was sure his heart shattered into a million pieces because Nico looked so meek and unsure. I love you, Nico. I know I’ve never told you but I do. That’s why I’m with you, not because your ears are a pile of shit.

Nico pressed his lips together, a light pink dusting his cheeks. Doesn’t it bother you that you have to shape your day around me? Or that you can’t just talk to me normally?

There was so much anxiety in Nico’s expression. He sat up straight, body tense as he watched Will’s hands. Not his face or lips as well like he usually would. Just his hands.

If it bothered me not only would I be the biggest asshole in the world, but I wouldn’t be with you. They were harsh words, Will knee. But they were true and that fact seemed to give Nico the slightest bit of reassurance. He swallowed thickly and nodded slightly.

What if you wake up one day and decide you don’t need a liability in your life? Nico’s hands shook as he spoke.

Will thought about what Nico was asking him. Could he wake up one day and decide that Nico’s disability was too much to handle? Would he ever decide that Nico was, as he put it, a liability?

Will gritted his teeth. No, he couldn’t. The idea was banal to him, but Will realised that he couldn’t just not have Nico in his life. He needed Nico’s toothy smile and his bitter curses signed on professional hands. He needed Nico’s cool hands running over his warm muscles in the morning and his reluctance to leave Will’s bed on cold mornings. He needed Nico to dance and he cooked and to glare at him grumpily before his coffee and to bump his hips against Will’s when they were brushing their teeth and he needed Nico to not be sad.

Will grabbed Nico’s chin and forced him to watch his face as well as his hands. I’ll always need you. I love you so much.

Nico shook his head. 

Honestly, Nico. I could never decide I don’t need you because I do. I need you like I need my mom or my siblings. You’re apart of me now. I’m never just going to give up you because you are added to the list of things I love.

Nico’s lips were on his nearly before Will finished signing his sentence. It was slow and tender and Nico savoured every second of it while Will lost himself in the scent of Nico even though he had already memorised it.

And when Nico pulled back, hands signing the sign Will has shown to Nico after they first kiss it seemed like something Will had seen a million times. That he had been told a million times and he was sure he would be told a million times after.

Nico cooks a lot and I love it.

And one day I will write an ending to a oneshot that doesn’t make me want to cry by how shitty it is.

The new (and final) season of Durarara is here! Oh man, let’s get to watching, hehe it’s kinda cool how they have a different character narrate each episode, wonder who it’ll be this ti-

oh god

oh god no

Shinra I love you but oh god any narrator but you

anyone but the one who peppers his conversation with smart-sounding four-character kanji compounds and big words and obscure sayings

please no I have the subtitles off Shinra please no show some mercy I’m begging you nooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[one very long 24-minute video later]

Okay, I just learned ten four-character compounds through my blood and tears, and I’m gonna compile them here for anyone else who’s planning to go into the Durarara episode armed with a Japanese dictionary. Avenge me.

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The King

This one is really short, but I am completely in love with it! Hope you enjoy it, guys! Requests are open!

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: None

Although you are just twenty four years old, you can’t help being a big fan of old music. You live for the past decades’ song and you listen to them whenever you have time. You love rock’n’roll the most, although you also enjoy other types of music like grunge. But, you are completely obsessed with The King, the greatest rock singer, Elvis Presley. You love his movies, specially Love Me Tender and Blue Hawaii. But you are in completely and deep love with his songs. You are constantly listening to them, humming to the tunes or singing the lyrics lowly.

And that’s what you’re doing right now. Jailhouse Rock is blasting through the speakers in the living room. You are alone in the Tower, so you aren’t bothering anyone. Dancing to the cheerful tune, you move around the floor, your socks allowing you to slip while doing it. You sing happily while moving your arms and legs around.

“(Y/N)?” You turn around quickly, stopping your moves.

You feel your cheeks becoming red while the two super soldiers look at you holding their laughs. You order FRIDAY to stop the music, the silent filling the room.

“Nice moves.” Bucky points you with his finger and you roll your eyes.

“Shut up.” Finally, the both of them let out big chuckles while you cross your arms.

“I’m sorry, we are sorry. It’s just that you looked funny.” Steve puts his hands up, a big smirk still on his face.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

“C’mon, don’t be mad at us!” Bucky puts his arm around your shoulders, bringing you to him. “What were you listening to, anyway?”

Your eyes grow wide at his question and you move away from him.

“You don’t know what I was listening to?!” Bucky moves his head and shrugs his shoulders. You look at Steve, he has the exact same look his best friend has. “You also don’t know it?”

“No… Why are you so shocked?”

“How can I not be shocked, Steve?! I was listening to the King of rock’n’roll! Elvis Presley!”

“Never heard of him…” Bucky mumbles while looking at Steve.

“Oh my God, guys! Okay, okay, sit down!” You motion for them to sit on the couch and you go grab something from your room.

Coming back with a CD on your hands, you put it on and press play.

“Guys, this is Blue Hawaii, Elvis’ most famous movie.”

“Wait, you said he was the King of rock’n’roll.”

“He is, Buck. But he also did some movies.” You sit down in between the two super soldiers. “Now shut up, it’s about to start.”

Once the movie is over, you can see that Steve completely loved it. Bucky, on the other hand, seems a little bored.

“So… Did you like it?” You smile at both of them.

“Yes! (Y/N) that movie was beautiful!” Steve smiles back at you and you giggle at his reaction.

“C’mon, it wasn’t that great. Sure, it’s nice, but it was very predictable.”

“Pal, that movie was awesome.” Steve looks at his best friend with a really serious expression and you try to stop a chuckle. “Specially the scene where he sings that slow song… How is it called?” He looks at you and you smile.

“Can’t Help Falling In Love. Beautiful song and one of my personal favorites.”

“It’s one of my favorites songs now, too.” You laugh at Steve’s words while Bucky just sighs, not understanding what his friend think it’s so cool about the movie.

“Anyway, you need to hear his songs, they are awesome!”

You order FRIDAY to put on some Elvis song. The first notes of Suspicious Minds start to sound through the living room and you sing the lyrics happily. You get up, holding your hands up for them to grab. Bucky refuses while laughing, but Steve gladly takes it, dancing with you to the song. You let him lead the dance and, you’re not gonna lie, he definitely knows how to move.

The song ends and you look impressed at Steve.

“Did you learn to dance like that in the 40s?”

“I’d say I learned during the 30s. We got great music back in the days, too.”

“I know. Ella Fitzgerald, Bing Crosby, Louis Armstrong and let’s not forget about Frank Sinatra.” Steve looks surprised at you.

“You know about them?”

“Of course! They are some of the greatest musicians from the 30s! How could I not know about them?”

“Well, the 30s were a long time ago, (Y/N).” Bucky gets up, smiling at you.

“So what? The music was good, I like it.”

Another song starts to blast through the speakers, and you recognize the tune of Hound Dog immediately. This time, is Bucky the one who grabs your hands and turns you around, making you dance across the living room. You chuckle at his expert moves and dance with him happily. When the song ends, you are almost breathless.

“You got nice moves, Barnes.”

“I was a great dancer back in the day, doll.”

“You still are, pal.” Steve puts a hand on Bucky’s shoulder and laughs.

You spent the whole afternoon showing them more Elvis’ movies and introducing them to his songs. You give them a little class about his life, when he was born, why do they call him The King, where did he died… Steve and Bucky seem genuinely interested in what you’re teaching them and you smile, almost feeling as if you’re teaching a pair of little kids.

By the end of the afternoon, they are really into Elvis and you smile, knowing you did the good action of the day. The songs keep sounding, although Tony has screamed a few times for you to stop it already. Another song starts and you recognize this is not Elvis anymore.

“Is this Elvis?” You look at Steve and shook your head.

“No, this is Bill Haley&His Comets. The song it’s called Rock Around The Clock and it’s considered the first rock song ever.” The two super soldiers have a curious look on their faces that makes you laugh.

“(Y/N), can you teach us more about rock, please?” Steve looks at you with pleading eyes and you chuckle at him.

“Sure, I’ll do it gladly! Maybe next week we are able to arrive to The Beatles!” You joke until you hear Bucky’s voice.

“The what?” You look at him with your mouth hanged open.

“You don’t know about The Beatles? Oh my God… We have a lot of work to do here, guys!” You laugh and they just look back at all the CDs you gave them.

“Can we keep this, (Y/N)? I really liked all of Elvis music and movies.” Steve smiles sweetly at you, already holding a bunch of CDs and DVDs.

“Sure, boys. Just please, don’t break them.”

“We won’t! Thank you, (Y/N)! We’ll see you tomorrow.”

They both kiss you on your cheeks at the same time, making you chuckle once again. You go back to your room and set a bunch of CDs, you’ll have a lot of work teaching these two.

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