Summary: Reader is in a rock band (she has a lip ring and tattoos). Steve introduces her to the Avengers who are big fans of her band. Requested by: Anon Notes: ‘(Y/n)’ - Your Name, ‘(Y/f/n)’ - Your full name, ‘(B/N)’ - The Rock Band Reader is part of in this one shot
Waiting outside the looming building of the Avengers tower, you pulled out your phone to call Steve. You got a few odd looks. Some people who were judging your fashion choice and others who seemed to be wondering if you were indeed (Y/f/n). It was quite amusing really to see them dismiss it. A few people on the other side of the street pulled out their phones to take photos but you ignored them.
Steve wasn’t answering his phone so you decided to enter anyway. A receptionist directed you up to the Avengers main floor. Your time in the elevator seemed to last hours, in which your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest.
The doors chimed open and a British sounding electronic voice announced your arrival.
“(Y/f/n)?” You heard a man say loudly and saw several faces staring at you.
A man you recognised as Tony Stark ran over to you, “Holy crap. I am a huge fan.”
You laughed, glancing over his shoulder for Steve but you couldn’t find him.
“Thanks.” You nodded at Tony then put your attention on the other man suddenly by your side. His platinum blond hair ruffled.
“You must be Pietro?” You asked and his jaw dropped. He quickly recovered however.
“That’s me, Pietro Maximoff. Pleasure to meet you.” He took your hand in his, gently placing a kiss on the back of your hand.
You managed not to blush but couldn’t help the involuntary smile creeping on your face. Steve hadn’t told you they were fans.
“’Scuse me boys.” A woman with beautiful red hair, pushed them gently to either side and flashed a smile at you.
“Natasha Romanoff. I’m a big fan.” Her composure broke on the last sentence and she could barely keep the smile off her face.
You smiled at both of them, your tongue flicking out to wet your lips, touching your lip ring briefly.
Suddenly you heard your band’s music playing.
You saw that the culprit was Pietro.
Wanda got your attention on her. “This is your band?”
“They’re good. I like them.” She smiled secretively and you traced the pattern of your tattoo like you did when you were nervous.
“Ah! I see you’ve all met (Y/n)!”
You sighed in relief as Steve entered the room, standing beside you.
The other Avengers shared confused glances.
“And I see they’re big fans?” Steve grinned at you and you wrapped an arm around his waist, prompting him to wrap an arm around your shoulders.
“What?” Tony gasped. “I’m sorry, what?”
“I’m glad you’re fans of my girlfriend’s band.” Steve said, laughing slightly.
As if on cue, you leaned up to plant a kiss on his cheek.
Tony raised a finger, “Sorry, this is a joke right? You’re joking. (Y/n), (Y/f/n) from the band (B/N) is not dating Captain America.”
“Actually I am.” You smirked, “I’m that lucky.”
Tony laughed, “Excuse me, I have to go get a drink.” He left the room leaving the Avengers still in shock.
“Surprise!” Steve said weakly causing you to laugh and rest your head against his chest.
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Now that Oliver
and Felicity have set sail into the encompassing waters of marital bliss, I am
wondering what is next for them. They have solidly become a team in all the
ways two people in love can be. Oliver really does love Felicity. And Felicity’s
fear of losing him has been tempered by assurance whenever he wraps her in his
arms and tells her so.
told him after their flashback Bunker sex that she wasn’t ready yet to let
Oliver back into her life, one could see in her eyes that she wasn’t really
onboard with that sentiment. And again in 505, on the Loft balcony and at
Oliver’s office, she looked uncertain of her conviction to move on with
Detective Nobody. Oliver was unsure too. Both of them were struggling against
the eddies and currents they swam in as their hearts were crying out silently
to one another, as if they could look at each other and be okay living with
thinking at the end of 520 when Felicity came into Oliver’s hospital room—are
you ready now? Oliver had been ready (11months ago) ever since he gently
lowered her down from the salmon ladder and spun her around with an urgency
almost savage. Actually truth be told, Oliver has been ready ever since he
smiled at Felicity in the QC IT Department. He might not have had the understanding
of what happiness really was back then, but he did know she was a person not
out to hurt or torture him, a person that was guilty of only two things—being
normal and beautiful.
There is a
rare moment when hindsight and foresight become one. Both of them at the
beginning began to think about the other on a scale neither could claim
experience with. Felicity calmed the raging storms inside Oliver, and Oliver
touched those parts of her left barren and cold by Noah and Cooper. When he
climbed into the back seat of Felicity’s car trusting and bleeding, Oliver brought
with him an excitement and a life that Felicity could not have envisioned.
So here they
are now at the other end of that spectrum. All their adventures together, all
the pain and hope and frustration, all the smiles and tears and the close
proximity of love trying to reach out and claim them—it built itself on the
foundation of trust and certainty, a certainty that kept them together for six
years; in spite of them getting in their own way from time to time. Finding love
and the reasons to cultivate it can sometimes be just as challenging as
going up against a villain, a villain like
Merlyn or Ra’s Al Gu or Darkhe—and my personal favorite; Adrian Chase. But when
things slow down, when the turmoil of being a vigilante is put aside in favor of reaching
out to make a connection with someone who has thoroughly captured your
heart—it can be so complex in those matters of the heart. It takes compassion
and empathy, tolerance and a little elbow grease. You feel love for someone, a
wash of colors that brighten your outlook on life, but it still make that leap
of faith a scary thing.
Oliver and Felicity have made that leap. Standing next to that quicksilver lake
in Central City and telling each other their lives are one; it was an outcome
and a dream both had lived on the outside looking in. For far too long. When
Oliver told her he was a better human being because he had loved her—one
could hear the cosmic click of two souls aligning into place. If felt like
relief. They don’t have to deny themselves the reality of why their hearts beat
so strong—because they have each other’s.
It is the
truth of true love.
So, where do
they go from here? To jail? Into the clutches of Cayden James and his band of dark
pariah’s? Fighting a civil war against
the newbies? Is it the end of their superhero dream? Quiet possibly all of
those things are ahead. At least until 623 unfolds, when all the storylines
converge to spell out a successful season , if the ride we took was a
breathless one. Unless there is another cliffhanger.
I like to
think that despite everything else that could go wrong, Oliver and Felicity can
step back from it and focus on more important matters:
…like finding a larger more homey
place to live, like Felicity taking over the interior design of said dwelling;
drapes and linens and what to hang on the walls, like Oliver running for a
second term as Mayor, like enrolling William into a karate class so he can
fight his own battles, like OTA re-establishing the core of Team Arrow again,
like bringing Roy back home and teaming up with Thea as a kick-ass duo husband and wife team, like Felicity getting her company up and running (okay,
Curtis can come back for that) to make a difference not just on a city wide
scale but a global one, like playing match-maker and bringing Donna and Lance back
together, (Olicity’s kids are going to need loving grandparents) like take
another vacation traveling the world; this time though, it will be more intimate
and endgame and won’t seem like such a whirlwind romance…and the
sunsets in Bali will be more spectacular.
Is it wrong
for me to want more of Oliver and Felicity’s journey of everlasting love
together, more than the threats they are facing with the lackluster stories we’re
getting with the FBI and Cayden James, and god forbid, the disillusionment of
the Newbies? Is it wrong thinking that Olicity is the main strength of the
show? Is it wrong to want to watch two lives building upon each other,
enriching and full?
some out there who do think all of that is wrong. They are horrified that
Oliver and Felicity have become cannon. They are angry and disrespectful and
downright fed up. I am not one of those who would want to upend any momentum
that Olicity’s relationship and chemistry brings to the show. I will stand shoulder to shoulder and fight against those trying to sink my ship.
during Arrow’s run, it has been a hit-or-miss prospect, a will-they, won’t-they endeavor by
the writers. But if you go back through the seasons (as I am currently doing)
there are parallels that scream endgame when it comes to Oliver and Felicity. For
example: there is symbolism, (like the ring made from the ruins of the Bunker
at the end of 423) there is truth, (like Oliver telling Felicity there’s no
place he’d rather be) there is belief (like Felicity trusting Oliver with her
life and his with hers) and there is love, (like in just about every episode
since they first came together.) It’s not hard to see the writing on the wall.
I find myself
thinking that there is really nothing left for them to ponder on when it comes
to being with one another. They are sailing high, up above anything that would
try to dislodge them and bring them crashing down. Regardless of whatever may
challenge them, Oliver and Felicity are there for one another, they are there
to take what is good and bad and make it their strength. Yes, there will be
times they disagree with each other, times when fear of the unknown will touch their
doubts and insecurities, times when the whole world (at least the Star City
portion of it) will seem too vast and wide and overwhelming.
will also be times when all of that will seem easy to deal with; as easy as
just reaching out and holding on to one another.
Request: an imagine with bucky, like, he’s kinda shy and doesn’t talk too much but he’s a sweetheart and something really cute? please? and thank you again! –@theh3aven
Prompt: You are apart of the Avengers and have been friends with Steve for a while when he finally introduces you to bucky, knowing that you two will hit it off. However Bucky is a cute adorable shy puppy who can’t find the words to tell you he likes you!
Word Count: 779
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Just some fluff and cute shy puppy dog Buck
You always loved the parties that Tony threw at the Avengers tower. You would always meet the most interesting people, but you had never met someone quite like Bucky. Steve had always told you about Bucky, and had said that you two would get along very well, but you had never had the chance to meet this Bucky and find out for yourself. Until tonight.
“Hey Y/N, come over here I want to introduce you to Bucky!”, Steve yelled over the loud music. You made your way over to Steve, squeezing past a crowd of women dancing; the lights reflecting of of their glittering necklaces like knives in your eyes.
“Y/N this is Bucky, Bucky this is Y/N.”, Steve said as he introduced you to a tall man with chin-length brown hair, broad shoulders and stubble that stretched across his defined jaw. He was a particularly handsome man, yet he seemed to shrink around the crowd.
You shook his hand firmly, “Steve’s told me so much about you.”, you say cheerfully. All Bucky can do is give a weak smile, his face moves as if he wants to speak but the words don’t quite make it out of his mouth. He’s shy, you think to yourself. This is not the Bucky that Steve told you about. The Bucky you had known from Steve’s stories was brave and strong, had taken down Nazis, had helped win the second World War. This Bucky couldn’t stand to look you in the eye, much less talk to you. A sheep in wolf’s clothing.
“Well I’ll leave you two alone.”, Steve said with a wink. As Steve left, you noticed Bucky’s facial expressions tensen up. He’s scared of crowds and Steve is his shield against all the unknown, you thought to yourself.
You were surprised that Steve had set you up with someone, and that it had been his own best friend. “Should we get some drinks? Maybe go somewhere quiet?”, you asked politely. At the mention of going somewhere quiet, relief flooded into his face, “Let’s do that.” For the first time, he spoke, and you heard the coarse melody of his voice.
You grabbed a couple of drinks and headed upstairs to one of the many living areas in the tower. Here it was quiet, the voices of downstairs muffled but not completely gone, with a glass window that stretched across the entire wall giving you a beautiful view of Manhattan. The sights and sounds gave the room a peaceful ambience which Bucky seemed to enjoy.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”, you asked. “Very. You should’ve seen it back in my time, not nearly as pretty.”, he responded. Now that he was away from the overwhelming atmosphere that is a Tony Stark party, Bucky seemed more relaxed. His walls were down, but he still had an armory of shyness at his fingertips.
“So,” you started, “I know Steve told me a lot about you, but did he tell you about me?” He gave another one of those weak smiles. He looked as if he was holding back, like he wanted to say something but his shyness was holding back. He looked at his hands then finally answered. “He did…he uh…Told me you were very kind and outgoing. And that I should be uh… prepared… to have my walls torn down because uh…you would persist on getting to know me.” You smiled at the thought of Steve telling Bucky about you. What he said was true. You were very outgoing and would stop at nothing to get to know someone.
With a smile you said, “Do you think he’s right? Or do you think he overplayed it?” Another smile, this time not weak, but he didn’t give it all the effort. He chuckled, “No, no, if anything I think he underplayed you.” Finally, he looked you in the eyes. His eyes were a beautiful shade of turquoise, in this light they almost looked green. “I’ve only known you for a few minutes and yet,” he continued, “you seem like the most amazing person I’ve ever met.” The words came out of his mouth with difficulty, but he truly meant it. You could see it from the way he looked at you.
Your cheeks lit up with warmth, “Stop it Barnes, or else you’ll end up in trouble tonight.” This pulled a smile from him. When Bucky smiled it was the most beautiful thing ever. To see someone who’s hiding so much pain and emotion finally smile and be truly happy for the first time in a while, is heartwarming. “I mean it.”, he said, “you really are amazing.”
I love drawing. I also love music. I also also love Zootopia. I also also also love the band Lake Street Dive. So………here’s a combination of all four! :D
This idea came from the simple fact that I like imagining characters from whatever fandom I’m into at that time singing whatever bands I’m listening to. In this case, it happened to be an amazing band called Lake Street Dive. I’ll be doing another one for Nick and Judy as the band The Civil Wars at some point. But on to this for now, shall we? :D
Clockwise: Skye - Lead Vocals Jack - Guitar and Backing Vocals Nick - Drums and Backing Vocals Judy - Bass and Backing Vocals
I really had a lot of fun drawing this, and this is probably the most ambitious piece of fanart I’ve ever done. Or at least have done in a while. For only my second piece of Zootopia fanart, I’m pretty proud of it. It’s not great by any means, but I’m satisfied. :D Hope you guys enjoy too!
References used: Multiple Lake Street Dive videos (ie. You Go Down Smooth, Seventeen, Bad Self Portraits) and Zootopia images from Google.
All characters are owned by their respective owner(s), which goes without saying I’m sure.