Years ago highly trained operative Y/N has been a S.H.I.E.L.D agent since she was sixteen. As punishment for a op not by the book she is sent to babysit a prince. A simple job goes wrong when Russian soldier is sent to take her out. As the man with the metal arm pursues her things shift he now needs her help.After a month on the run and his memories back Bucky and Y/N are tracked down. Y/N escaped due to Bucky’s help but Bucky was captured wiped and refrozen. Seven years later Y/N is joining Maria Hill by working for Stark after the collaspe of S.H.I.E.L.D. Late one night a man is following her from a distance she turns to confront the man only to be confronted by a ghost from her past.
When Y/N, a reformed mercenary who worked as a SHIELD operative, is asked to rejoin S.H.I.E.L.D. she has her own agenda, find the people who betrayed her and eliminate them. With a special request of Agent Coulson she teams up with an unsuspecting Steve Rodgers, who does not fully understand the lengths this newly emerged Hydra will go to. Y/N and Steve clash due to their different perspective to handle their enemies. With a few coveted secrets of her own Y/N begins to see the appeal Captain America has and opens up. However, when Y/N discovers a traitor nestling their way into the reborn S.H.I.E.L.D agency she brings the news to the attention Steve, Sam, Natasha and Clint only to discover that they believe she is the traitor. Y/N takes it upon herself to rid S.H.I.E.L.D of the last of Hydra so she returns to her mercenary identity to infiltrate Hyrda. As the spy game wears on the only thing to be called to question is where the line blurs while the war between corruption and freedom wears on.
Personality: Very goofy and always cracking jokes. But she’s quick to anger, and holds grudges.
Special Talents: Power over weather from a very early age (causes hurricanes and storms when upset.) She also inherited Thor’s strength other demi-god powers, along with her mother’s resistance to weather/temperatures and telepathy.
Who they like better: She thinks both of her parents are embarrassing, but she loves them both.
Who they take after more: Thor.
Personal Head canon: A major goal in her life is to get Wolverine to laugh. So far, no luck.
I was reading a few of these last night so I decided to create my own!!! There will be a smutty version at a fluffy one. Links with be at the bottom once they are posted :-) have fun!
Tony’s party was in full swing, Avengers, X-Men and even the fantastic Four where all squished into one room with others. Everyone was enjoying themselves and drinking, even you say at the bar with a drink in your hand. Half way through the night Tony clambered up on stage with a drink in his hand and took the microphone.
“Can I have everyone’s attention.” The music and chattering died down as all eyes went to Tony.
“Time for a party game!” He announced, and there was a collective groan around the room. There was only one game that Tony wanted to play at his parties. Seven Minutes in Heaven.
Tony grabbed a black velvet bag and started collecting items from everyone, coming to you last,
“You can go first, maybe you’ll get a boyfriend out of it.” He grinned.
“Screw you, Tony” you have him a sarcastic grin, reaching into the bag.
“Whosoever holds this hammer, if [s]he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor.”
How was it at at the beginning of time, Odin only directed this magnificent power to male members? There were plenty of women that could possibly pick up Mjolnir right in Asgard. In Marvel’s history, several women have successfully lifted Thor’s hammer: Black Widow (as seen above),
and if you want, you can include Wonder Woman.
Being that both genders have successfully lifted Mjolnir, the word “he” should officially be changed to “thee” on this mystical weapon.
I might be a little off my game but hopefully this is what you were looking for. I rather enjoyed writing the dialogue for this so I hope it suits the characters. This was requested by thegirlwiththeimpala so enjoy!I hope there was enough fluff for you - I decided to shake it up and not write a kissing scene. I think it would have been too out of place at this stage in their relationship but let me know your honest opinion, I appreciate the feedback.
Prompt: Can you do a oneshot were Steve and you are watching a movie together and fall asleep on the couch and the avengers (Tony and Nat!?) find you in the morning (cuddled up) and think it´s really sweet and taking a picture. When you and Steve see the photo you admit you like each other. Really fluffy. <3
“The Photograph” (Part 1)
“Well that film absolutely sucked.” Steve snorted as the credits began to roll. Kicking the blanket away with your feet, you heaved your legs off of his lap. The minute you did so, your calves missed the gentle touch of his hands which he had been resting atop the blanket.
“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” You giggled as you approached the DVD player. “Yes, (y/n), it was. Frankly, the plot was predictable and the relationship between Reed and Susan was stale.” You rolled your eyes as the device spit the DVD tray back out, almost as if it was rejecting your “The Fantastic Four” DVD. You still didn’t understand why it was so disliked – you thought it was quite an enjoyable film. “Oh, what would you know about love and all that jazz?” You laughed. You didn’t notice the way his eyes stared longingly at you in silent response to your question. Eventually, he was forced to say something else. “Don’t even get me started on the actor who played the fire guy – what was his name? Johnny Storm? He was awful.”
“Well alright then, you can pick the next DVD if you like.” You replied. Having returned the disc to its case, you gestured to the small selection of films you had extracted from your ever-growing collection. “(Y/n), it’s nearly midnight.” Steve pointed out with a smile that suggested he didn’t really care. “I didn’t say we’d watch all of it… Even if we fall asleep here, I’m not letting up until you have watched a film you don’t complain after.” Steve’s eyes pored over the films you had piled up on the coffee table in front of him – nothing really jumped out. “Oh, I don’t know, why don’t you just choose?” He asked rhetorically. “Because every time I do, I get a bloody monologue afterwards telling me why it’s such a crap film. Now pick something so I can’t be held responsible.” You demanded. Steve smirked at the authority that you were showing. “Fine. That one.” He said, jutting out his index finger at a box halfway down the pile. Following the direction in which he was pointing, you saw the faces of Gary Sinise and John Malkovich looking back at you.
Of Mice and Men.
“Good choice.” You said before dealing with the disc. As the DVD whirred into action, you picked up the remote and returned to your position on the sofa, draping the thick blanket over your legs. Steve turned to you. “What are you doing?” “Well, when people place their asses on a surface and stay there it’s usually referred to as ‘sitting down’. Didn’t realise that was such a novelty in the 40s.” You muttered whilst adjusting the blanket. After playfully hitting you as punishment for your sarcasm, Steve explained. “No shit Sherlock. I meant that you’ve moved further away.” He sighed. Without realising, you had indeed sat next on the seat next to him as opposed to how you’d initially sat – with your legs across his lap which he fondly stroked. He held up his arm so that you could crawl next to him and you obliged.
“I’ve read the book and I know how this ends – if it’s as sad as I remember then I’m going to need you here to comfort me.” He smiled wistfully. “This coming from the man who fought Nazis-OW!” You yelped. Steve had pinched you in the rib to stop you being sarcastic. “Bravery has nothing to do with sentimentality…” He chuckled. With your arms wrapped around his torso and your head on his chest, it was difficult for you to look up at him though it didn’t stop you from trying. “Wow, that’s actually, surprisingly deep, Steve.” You giggled. “I do have a brain, you know.” “Really? Well, let me know if you ever fancy using it.”