the fact that he was a double agent does not mean he was a good guy with a heart of gold

Catch Me (Day 7)

Summary: In which a bet leads Bucky to have to catch you every day for a week, no matter what.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,633

A/N: I’m sorry for taking so long to update. I had family and school things to attend to but here it is! The final part of Catch Me - I hope you guys enjoy it and thank you to everyone who reblogged/liked/commented on any part of this story. I adore each and every one of you.

@avengerstories​ - thank you for editing this you queen :)

Day 6

Originally posted by musicfixyou

“We’re all needed for this mission,” Steve states from the front of the conference room. His lips are set in a straight line and there are no hints of the smile he was wearing only half an hour earlier when the two of you were eating lunch together. It goes to show that something as seemingly insignificant as a ten-minute phone call can change everything.

“What is it this time?”

“Infiltration.” Steve hesitates before adding, “Of a HYDRA base.”

Bucky who, for the first time ever, voluntarily chose to sit next to you for this meeting, clenches his fists under the table.

“Even me?” Bruce questions, stealing your attention away from HYDRA’s former golden boy. He’s fiddling with the sleeves of his sweater and you wish you could offer him some kind of comfort. You know how opposed he is to becoming the big, green monster unless it’s absolutely necessary.

“We’re only going to need your medical expertise for this one Doc.”

“Oh thank god.” Bruce sinks back in his seat and relief floods through you. At least someone is guaranteed to come out of this mission unscathed.

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city of stars - peter parker x reader

fandom: the avengers/spider-man

word count: 1865

character pairing: tom holland’s spider-man x reader 

warnings: uhhh i don’t think any. they drink champagne LOL i guess that’s underage drinking (don’t do it kids) 

prompt (request): ok can i request a Classic bed sharing fic with peter you’re the only author i trust to write it

notes: this was requested a while ago lol and i jus finished it. it’s kinda messy and all over the place but i had fun writing it ! so that’s cool. enjoy xoxo. 

The Classic™: The hotel only has a king sized bed, I guess we’re sharing.

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You didn’t know what Tony was thinking when he decided to pair you and Peter up for this mission.

It was a simple one, really, but it was also in Paris, France, and the quinjet had malfunctioned somewhere around Brussels, so you and Peter were forced to book a hotel. Luckily for you, you had Tony’s emergency credit card in your back pocket. It was easy to say you were going to get back at him for pairing you up with the guy you’ve had a ridiculous crush on for the past two years or so. He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Hey, I’m gonna go book a room,” Peter yawned, and you nodded, understanding his fatigue. You handed him Tony’s card, and made to go sit down on one of the comfortable plush chairs in the lobby. “I’ll be back.”

You were exhausted; it had been a ridiculously long night spent on your feet, in the most uncomfortable shoes known to man. Whoever said pain was beauty was right, you thought as you stared longingly at the strappy black heels you wore.

The two of you had to go undercover at a ball hosted by the president of France, making sure no ex-HYDRA (S.H.I.E.L.D, whatever) agents had anything planned for the special event. Someone had tipped you all off about an attack there, and Natasha insisted that someone attend the ball and keep watch. Boring enough, nothing violent happened, but you and Peter had danced the whole night and your heart was thundering in your chest.

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