why does every guy in avenged have to be so attractive

cinnamonrollbucky  asked:

TALK STARKQUILL TO ME I NEED

Their meeting was a little less meet-cute and a little more,,, meet-ugly sort of thing.


Mainly because they both read the situation very badly and ended up trying to kill one another. Completely accidentally, but.

Still.

And really, can you blame Tony? Their ship does crash-land in the middle of a crowded highway, and barely manages to avoid civilians. Then they pop out, and they’re armed to the teeth, looking pretty threatening and…well… alien.

People end up calling (what’s left of) the Avengers- which happens, at the time, to be Tony and Tony alone.

Except the Guardians crashed in Florida; when Tony got the call he was in New Orleans at a science convention, and the suit was still in New York.

But he went anyway. Suit or no suit, he had to try. He was the only line of defence now, after… everything.

So, armed with a sophisticated watch-gauntlet and a gun he always kept tucked in his jacket pocket, he takes the jet and leaves to try and stop them from potentially, y’know, annihilating the world or whatever.


Except things don’t really happen like that, in the end.


“Listen, what are the chances you’re gonna do as I say when I order you to drop your weapons and leave?” tony asks wearily, as he holds the gun at the biggest guy’s weirdly patterned face and the gauntlet at the woman holding the largest gun he’s ever seen in his life. He doesn’t even bat an eyelid toward the talking walking raccoon or… the tree…thing.

Just another day in the life, at this point.

Although it would be kinda embarrassing if he ends up getting murdered by the raccoon. What the damn hell would they put on his grave? Here lies Tony Stark- saved New York, but unable to protect himself from the dangers of the Mighty Raccoon?

As soon as he’d spoken, about 13 different weapons were pointed in his face. Which hardly made sense, considering there were five of them and they all only had two hands. But whatever.

“How’s about we ask you the same? Except more forcefully, considering we got all the guns,” the raccoon said.

Tony rolled his eyes. “Where the fuck would I go then, what with me being a human being who lives here? Just fling myself into the void of space? And yes, tempting as that might sound, I’ve been there done that. Not as appealing as I would have thought, to be honest.” 

The five stared at him in confusion for a moment, before what looked to be the only actual human stepped forward, head cocked. His eyes were bright and beard scruffy- Tony thought it suited him.

Tony also thought he should probably focus on the task at hand, and his ever-growing chances of imminent death, rather than how pretty his opponent was.

“You’re just a human, huh?” Hot Scruffy Man asked.

Tony raised an eyebrow, and then pointed the gun at him when he took another step. “What gave it away? The fact that I have the same composition and structure as every other human on the planet? The fact I look just like you, who is also a human?”

“Half human,”

“What was the other half, pure asshole?”

“Actually… kinda, yeah.” The Hot Scruffy Man paused, and then shrugged. “Daddy issues.”

Tony had a brief moment to wonder what the fuck he was doing before an involuntary snort of laughter had escaped out of him. “Yeah- rode that train before, buddy- still doesn’t explain why you’re on the planet I protect, waving your guns around at innocent people and causing millions of dollars worth in property damage.”

The team in front of him paused, and then the man looked back at the green lady, who just shrugged and put down her gun. “We were told there was an imminent threat to your planet. We were in the neighbourhood, so we thought we’d come save you.”

Tony stared at them, contemplating. “Where are your sources from?”

“The fine NovaCorps,” Massive Bulked Alien Dude spoke up.

Tony squinted, running a hand across his forehead. “Am I… supposed to know what that means?”

“Fancy space police,” Raccoon told him.

“You seen any apocalyptic aliens round here lately?” Hot scruffy Man asked him again, slightly confused now. 

Tony just sighed. “Nope. And if there were, I would handle them. You can go back…wherever you came from, guys, it’s fine, Earth is fine-“

“You? You’re gonna protect the Earth? With your fancy little handgun and hand-firey thing?” The Raccoon laughed, and Tony scowled.

Luckily, because he had been counting the seconds in his head since he’d called it, he knew he was about to do something really badass, and it wiped the scowl off his face, replacing it with a little smile as he stared at the stupid talking Raccoon. 

“No,” he said, shrugging as he heard the familiar whirring sound of metal moving at hundreds of miles an hour up ahead of him.

The aliens looked up, one of them pointing their gun at the source of noise, like it would do anything. But in the space of a few seconds, it had already reached its intended target, slowing down just enough to not vaporise his body and wrapping around him, every piece fitting in a way that made Tony want to give himself a round of applause.


“I’m gonna protect Earth with this,” he said, raising his two repulsors and loading them right in the Raccoon’s little face.


There was complete silence for a second, before Hot Scruffy Man made a noise that should really, for the sake of Tony’s sanity, be kept in the bedroom. “That was literally the coolest and most attractive thing I have ever seen ever. In my life.”

Tony couldn’t help himself; he smirked and cocked his head Hot scruffy Man. “Sweetie, I appreciate the sentiment, but you’re gonna have to keep it in your pants until we can sort this out.”

Green Lady sighed, and walked forward to smack Hot Scruffy Man around the back of the head. “You know what we talked about, Peter- no flirting with potential targets. It’s in bad form.”

“This guy certainly hasn’t got a bad form,” Hot Scruffy Man- Peter- nodded over to Tony and smirked.

Green Lady sighed, and then turned to Tony. “Listen. You want to protect your planet. We want to protect your planet. How about rather than pointing our weapons at one another, we try and… you know, do what we set out to do?”

Instantly, the smile slide off Tony’s face, not that any of them could tell behind the faceplate. “I work alone. Sorry. You’re gonna have to l-“


And that was when the world sort of exploded around them.


Without even thinking about it, Tony shot forward and wrapped his arms around the two closest to him- the Green Lady and Peter- rolling them to the ground and hoping that the rest of his team, especially the more flammable ones, were okay. Green Lady yelled at the sudden-ness of his approach, but Peter just sighed. “Here we go,” he muttered into Tony’s shoulder.

Tony was inclined to agree, there.




Half-way through the battle, Peter AKA Starlord AKA Galaxy’s Number One Asshole asked him out.

Tony looked at him for a good four seconds before he got tackled to the ground by… (Dracula? Dracker? He was having to learn the names on the go, and his mind was currently on other, more explosion-based things) the Massive Bulked Alien Dude.

“THAT IS VERY UNPROFFESSIONAL, PETER!” He yelled, before looking down at Tony. “Are you well? I thought you may have been hit with a paralytic beam of some sort.”

Tony nodded, and then sat up. “No paralytic. Just your team-mate.”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude nodded wisely. “He does tend to have that affect on people.”

“What? Endangering their goddamn lives on the field?”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude paused, and then shrugged as he rolled off Tony. “I was going to say rendering people speechless with his idiocy, but that too.”

“Hey, that’s not fair, I’m actually clever, Tony, I promise! Boyfriend material, right here!” Peter yelled across the battlefield, looking over to them and grinning as he shot an alien in the back of the head without even looking.

“You’re a god damn alien!” tony yelled back exasperatedly, trying to keep the smile off his face as he jumped high into the air and then landed on an unfortunate opponent.

“Yeah- think of all the new tricks I must know, then,” Peter countered, winking as he dived behind a car and then threw what must have been a fancy bomb over the bonnet.

Tony’s mind briefly short-circuited at that (Holy mother of God) astute observation- but he quickly regrouped and fired a repulsor at an alien attempting to sneak up behind Rocket. “I’m gonna need a few examples before I agree to anything, sweetie,” he replied.

Peter laughed and opened his mouth, but then the Tree hit him over the head. “Ow!” he complained, looking betrayed.

“I have enough issues dealing with one distracted team-member whilst in the middle of a battle, I will not be dealing with two! Cut the flirting out!” Gamora yelled, as Tony watched her utterly destroy two different aliens at once.

“She thinks we should be ‘professionals’ and ‘focus on the mission’ when we’re in battle,” Peter said grumpily, wiping a cut across his face and then shrugging. “I respectfully disagree.”

Tony had to cut the conversation short again in order to swoop up and laser his way into the main hull of the ship that loomed barely even twenty meters over the battlefield, but he still had the team in the comm that FRIDAY had patched him into. “So what about Monday? You sticking around until then?” He asked.

Rocket swore at them down the line, but Peter just laughed. “For you, baby, of course I am.”

“Good. I’ve got a meeting with… let’s call him an ex. Be nice to have an excuse to blow him off.”

Peter whistled, “Oooh, want me to sweep you off your feet and declare battle with him for hurting you? I’m always up for it.”

“Much as I would like to see that, he’s kind of peak physical perfection. Plus I’d rather just make out with you,” Tony admitted.

“That’s fair. I want to make out with me too.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“Yep- welcome to the Guardians- we’re all assholes here. You’ll fit right in,” Peter told him.

“I am GROOT!” Came a rumbling voice that Tony could hear even off the comms, and he looked down in time to watch the tree grab Peter around the wait and haul him, flinging him up in to the sky with a yell.

It was a perfect throw, to be fair to Groot. Peter’s momentum cut out just as he was level with Tony, who grabbed his shoulders and lifted his faceplate, just for a second, in time for Peter to plant one on his mouth with a grin and a raised eyebrow, before he began falling again, right into Groot’s waiting arms.


Through the comm, Gamora just sighed. “Idiots. All of you.”

Haunting Me: Chapter 1

A/N; Eeeeek! Here it is guys, chapter 1! This story has me so pumped and i’m so happy you guys liked the intro. I hope you guys like this chappie, cuz it’s a bit of a giant relief haha. ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x POC Reader

Haunting Me: Y/N is a normal young adult living in New York, but little does she know that she’s a reincarnation of the long lost Bucky Barnes’ fiance from the 1940′s. What happens when she runs into Steve in 2012? Most importantly, what happens when she runs into The Winter Soldier?

Warnings: Swearing. Slight angst. Mild violence. Hella feels. 





2012

You focused on the pencil in your hand, shading the paper as carefully as possible.

New York was beautiful in the summer time, especially once the sun hit the right spot in the sky. It wasn’t a cloudy day by any chance; in fact, there wasn’t a single cloud in sight. You sat in the metal chair, your legs crossed beneath you as you focused on the sketch in front of you. You reached for the pastry on the plate next to it and took a small bite out of it, chewing slowly.

You enjoyed your time alone, as you always did, especially when you got to sketch the totally gorgeous Calvin Klein model sitting two seats down from you.

Okay, he probably wasn’t a model, but he sure as hell looked like one.  He was built like a brick house and those eyes. Jesus –you could get lost in those ocean blue orbs of his. From what it looked like, he was drawing as well. He could draw and look super-hot while doing it? He was a rare gem. However, as you cocked your head to the side, curiously studying his features, you couldn’t help but notice how sad he looked. It made your chest ache just seeing him brood like that.

“Another brownie ma’am?” the waitress asked with a smile. And by the grace of god, the total hottie looked over at you. You blushed, looking up at the waitress with a timid smile.

“Um. No thank you.” She gave you a quick nod before walking away.

When you looked back over at the mysterious blond, you expected him to give you a small smile and continue throughout his day, but boy were you wrong. You looked back over and to your surprise, he was openly staring at you, his blue eyes widened with an odd mixture of fear and shock. He blinked rapidly, his eyes focusing on your face shamelessly.

Immediately you felt so self-conscious. Was there something on your face? Did you creep him out?  Oh god, did your eyeliner smudge. You had a habit of rubbing your face whilst drawing and you did forget you were wearing makeup sometimes.

After a few minutes of being stared down by the man, you had quite enough. You hastily packed your sketch book into your bag and placed a few dollar bills onto the table before standing. You swore you could feel the burning of eyes on your back as you stealthy maneuvered around the sea of people.

Before you could take another step, you felt a tight grip on your arm stop you.

“What are you doing?” you exclaimed, turning around with a scowl. You reached in your pocket for your pepper spray.

“I-I’m sorry!” The man sputtered, his eyes softened once he peered around at the many people watching the two of you. There was a small crowd surrounding you now and you felt so embarrassed, yet relieved. He wouldn’t dare try anything in public.  

You yanked your arm back, holding it in your wrist. “Why are you following me? Do I know you or something?” your last question caused him to frown. You could practically see the wheels turning in the man’s head as he chose his words carefully. He sighed heavily, before his eyes travelled down to the bag in your hand.  

“I uh…noticed you drawing earlier and I wanted to say how nice your shading technique was. That’s all.”

You blinked, your eyes widening. He did all that for a damn compliment? Who was this guy?

“Thank you,” you replied, which came out more as a question. Soon, the people around you began going about their day once they realized there was no harm being done to you. Leaving the two of you standing in the middle of the busy sidewalk.

“My name is Steve,” he smiled, holding out his hand for you. “Steve Rogers.” You raised your eyebrows. That was a bit of an older fashioned name, but you weren’t complaining. Your mom tried to name you Jane once before your birth.

“I’m Y/N,” you replied, gently taking his hand and shaking it.  

“Y/N Y/L/N.”


As the next couple years went by, you and Steve became two peas in a pod.  

Wherever you went, he went. At first, you found it sort of creepy that your best friend was following you around town all the time, showing up at your apartment in the middle of the night when the Stark tower got too much for him and he needed a place to sleep properly. After a while, you just assumed the man was a bit lonely, which was fine by you considering you were, too.

There were times where you two would just stay up all night watching old movies from his time. His favorite was My Darling Clementine, which you had seen so many times that you now knew the entire film’s script by memory. 

Soon, Steve began accompanying you on your trips to art galleries for school. It was a win/win for you as he always attracted so much attention being the hot shot Captain America he was, also, he eased the storm of anxiety that you struggled with your entire life. Steve was your wing man.  

But there were some times when you felt that maybe Steve wanted to be more than friends. 

You always thought of him as a brother figure, but the way he would look at you whenever he thought you weren’t noticing, it had you a bit confused. It happened when you were watching the old movies. He would look at you from out the corner of his eye, watching your reactions closely. You figured it was because he had a thing for you, which you didn’t return. 

You had a couple boyfriends here and there, but nothing special. And Steve, bless his heart, had completely unapproved of them all. 

But whenever you would sing along to your favorite song, Over the Rainbow by Judy Garland, you would see the look even more. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but something about that song probably caused unpleasant memories for him. You wondered why. 

Another time you got The Look, was when you smoked. It was a habit, yeah, one that you’ve had for far too long. Every time you would be out and about with him -which was always- and you lit up a cigarette, he would immediately scold you until you put it out. You loved Stevie, but you were a big girl. You could make your own decisions. 


You were lounging on your couch, watching old reruns of Seinfeld, when a loud banging on your front door causing you to nearly jump out of your skin. You looked over at your phone. 

Five O’clock. 

Steve was currently on a mission, or so you thought. Who on earth could it be? 

You sighed, standing up from the couch and made your way towards the front door. You flung the door open, expecting to see Steve standing there with a box of pizza like always, but instead you got something way, way more complicated. 

“W-What is going on?” you asked, eyeing the two other Avengers beside your best friend. 

Steve let out a sigh, giving you a guilty smile. “These are my uh…coworkers.” 

You blinked, staring at him with wide eyes. Coworkers? Really?

“May we come inside?” Natasha asked as she clutched her shoulder tightly. Her face was twisted into a grimace as she tried to cover the obvious gunshot wound in her shoulder. Your eyes widened. 

“Of course!” you jumped, reaching forward and gently placing your hand on her back, and guiding her into your apartment. She let out a groan when you touched her shoulder. 

“I think I’m gonna need a new shoulder.” she said. 


You placed the cotton swab on Natasha’s shoulder, gently dabbing the fresh stitches you had applied. She was lucky to be alive, the bullet barely missed a major artery. A couple more centimeters and she would’ve bled out in seconds. 

“So are you guys gonna tell me what the hell happened?” you asked, turning around in your chair to face Steve, who was seated on your couch, his body bruised and battered from the obvious fight. 

Whoever they ran into managed to put up on hell of a fight. 

“His name is The Winter Soldier,” Natasha chimed from behind you. She avoided your eyes as she spoke “He’s Hydra’s top assassin. He’s killed over a dozen elected officials and other people as well. We ran into him earlier.” 

Steve continued to stare down at the floor, his face in a distant frown. 

“What does that have to do with Steve? What happened?” you asked eagerly. 

“We just found out that this so called Winter Soldier is actually Steve’s best friend, Bucky Barnes.” 

Your eyes widened. You were so confused. Steve never mentioned anyone else in his life except for his mother and father. He always told you he was on the lonely side, but…he had a best friend apparently. An old best friend from over seventy years ago. 

“Who the hell is Bucky?” you chided, furrowing your brows at Steve. How could he have not told you? You and he told each other everything. 

“Bucky Barnes was considered KIA in 1942 when he fell off a locomotive during a mission to capture the evil scientist Arnim Zola.” Sam informed as he reloaded his pistol. 

“And now, he’s alive. And brainwashed, completely wiped of his memories of Steve.” Natasha finished, taking a sip of the glass of orange juice you poured her a few minutes ago. 

You felt your chest ache. 

Why couldn’t Steve feel like he could tell you about Barnes? You guys were so much closer than the average friends. 

You turned back to Steve, only to find him on the couch with his face buried in his hands. His breaths coming out in short huffs. 

You made your way over to the blond, bending down until you were eye level with him. He looked so broken, yet you had no idea what he was going through. You’ve never lost anyone before. You had no idea who this Winter Soldier was, but if it meant reconnecting two old friends, you were more than wiling to help Steve. 

You gently pulled Steve’s hands from his hair and brought them down, revealing his tear stained face. You smiled up at him, hope shining in your eyes. 

“Whoever this Bucky guy is,” you began, looking down at your entwined hands. “He must be a special kind of man for you to go these lengths. We’ll get your friend back, Steve. If it’s the last thing we do.” 

Steve felt his heart shattering even more as you spoke. Nevertheless, he offered you a false smile, hoping to distract you from the internal pain he was facing. To his relief, you bought it. 

He watched as you went back to Natasha and began placing the bandages onto her wound, your face set in a concerned frown. 

‘Oh, Y/N’ he thought to himself. 

‘If you only knew the truth.’ 


- Fin!  ❤️

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Intro

Mirror For The Sun - Part 7: The Grand Tetons

Masterlist  -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 6 - Part 8 

Summary: (Bucky POV) Nat tricks you into leading a road trip with Bucky, Sam and Steve. Her plot is partly to get the boys to travel for fun for once but mostly to get you and Bucky together. You and Bucky, who seemingly despise each other.

Warnings: swearing, super mild smoot (it’s not really even smut)

Word Count: 4501

Author’s Note: This part is way too damn long. I really just like the ending. But I also couldn’t figure out what I wanted to cut so you’re getting all of it.

Originally posted by annutystan

As we climb back to the car, Y/N has slipped off of Sam’s shoulders and shoved past him, nearly running up the trail, farther away from Sam. And from me. When we make it to the top of the trail and the edge of the parking lot, Steve looks to me with a shocked and unsure shrug, lifting his hands up in question. She barely speaks to anyone, only muttering a disgruntled, “Trunk, please” to Steve.

Once we’ve changed into dry clothes, Y/N tosses her now useless phone haphazardly into the trunk and grabs for her dated Atlas before slipping into the car without a word. She doesn’t move closer to me, she doesn’t look up from her Atlas. Goddamn it. She’s so upset. “Go left,” she instructs with a heavy sigh as she flips through the pages until she finds the map for South Dakota. She traces over an already marked road until it reaches the end of the page, before moving quickly over to Wyoming.

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overnight

Originally posted by sisterstextsebastian

Peter Parker X avenger!Reader

Summary: In which Peter helps you with a little studying and ends up sleeping over and spending the next day with you:)

Word Count: 1.5k

a/n: I haven’t written in a while so sorry if I’m rusty,, and i didn’t proofread sorryyyy!!

Masterlist


It was a Friday night, and you were studying. Like most kids at this time, you were super stressed for finals week. As you sat in the Avenger’s tower library, you wondered how you would retain so much information in such little time. As you set your head down on your books making a loud sigh, the team walked in.

“Hey, kid. Whatcha up to?”, Tony pondered as he walked around behind the table you were working at.

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The Real Infinity War

A/N: Enjoy this alternative to Infinity War with less feels.


Tony has created a chatroom.

Tony has added Bruce.

Tony: I have a science bro.

Tony has added Stephen.

Tony: I have an awesome facial hair bro.

Tony has added T'Challa.

Tony: I have a billionaire bro.

Tony has added Peter.

Tony: I have a kid bro.

Tony has added Y/N.

Tony: I have a best friend bro.

Tony has added Natasha.

Tony: I have a traitor bro.

Tony has added Vision.

Tony: I have a grankid bro.

Tony has added Steve.

Tony: I have an old bro.

Tony has added Rhodey.

Tony: I have a bro bro.

Tony: Get it, Rhodey? Because you’re like family to me.

Rhodey: Bro.

Tony: Bro.

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Strong as Steel

Hey! :) (Your writing is great tbh). Could you please do a one shot where Bucky likes you but is scared cause he has the metal arm? And you end up showing him YOUR metal arm, even if you’re insecure about it? If they get together at the end, that’d be great, feel free to add anything else.

Word Count: 2712

Warnings: none

A/N: I know, I know, I haven’t posted in weeks. I’m sooo sorry but I’ve been struggling so much with motivation to write. I can’t even begin to tell you guys how long it took me to finish this one shot and it’s not even that good. Anyways, I’m sorry, hopefully I can get more one shots/fics/writings out soon. I’ll do my best for you guys

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

You’d always been insecure about the metal appendage that had replaced your flesh right arm. How could you not be? It was foreign, a silvery object not of your body, given to you by HYDRA when you were under their control. This was why you’d kept it covered up all the time. You wore long sleeve shirts and gloves at all times, even when it as hot. And when you met the Winter Soldier for the first time, you’d hoped you and him could be friends, as if the both of you having metal arms and being prisoners of HYDRA made you friends somehow. But he never spoke to you despite the few missions you’d gone on with him, the meetings you’d sat through stealing glances of him. He was hot, you weren’t gonna lie about that but his eyes always looked everywhere but you. He spoke easily with Steve, Sam and Natasha, but every time he looked at you, it was like he felt nothing but intense hate for you and that only made you hate him too.

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Let me help.

A/n: This was meant to be posted last week but I was on holiday and didn’t have any wifi, and I have only just got home, but I wrote an extra 200 words for this in that time so there’s that!

(Also unrelated but I’m overwhelmed af by all the stuff coming out of the Disney thingy, it’s so late in the UK and I need to sleep so I’m going to post this and then log tf out!)

If you’re not over 18 please don’t read.

Proof read by way of a text-speech device

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader (Female)

Word count: 2174

Warnings: Smut. Swearing. Dirty talk? I’m not really sure if what I wrote counts but just in case… 

I would say use a condom but they did, and also go to the toilet after sex (I learnt that from smut!) but I kinda suggested Y/N did. Nothing graphic! Just can be interpreted that way.

Again I would like to apologise for the last line, it’s overly soppy I know but I’m keeping it anyway!

Summary: Not much plot, basically just Bucky helps Y/N do something about the lack of action in her life, of which he may be the cause…

Masterlist.


Here’s your problem; you are out of breath, your heart is racing, and a slight sweat is breaking out all over your skin, but you’ve not started working out yet. 

No, this is just your bodies usual reaction to being in the same room as Bucky. More specifically, a half naked, very flushed, making-stupidly-attractive-noises-every-time-he-pushes-the-weight-bar-back-up, Bucky.

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There are soooooo many people out there who ask “Why do you like Loki so much? He’s a villain.” And while I don’t have the time to list everything, (because let’s be honest who does?) I am now writing down the points of why people need to love this dude. Also known as,


Why You Should Love The Psychotic But Still Hot Space Prince.
By Debbie.


Point Number One: His Eyes.


Now, I think we can all agree that girls are suckers for a guy with pretty eyes. I mean who doesn’t like looking at a guy with beautiful eyes? 


Its just in our nature. 


I mean, I could probably like Loki just because of his eyes.  Have you seen them?! Its like you’re just sitting there the whole time having a debate with yourself on what color they are. I’m pretty sure I’ve this conversation with myself like twice.


“Blue or green? Green our blue? Okay I think they’re blue.  No wait, they’re green. Yup. One hundred percent sure they’re green. Actually they’re blue. Okay I’m defs for sure that they are blue. Well…….maybe they’re grey? ”


Yeah. Its like the sweetest torture known to man. But also kind of a weird thing to do, but if you’re a fan girl, there’s weirder things you’ve done.


So, my conclusion for his eye color, (for now) is that they are a mixture of blue, green and sliver/grey. And honestly that is a very attractive color for eyes. At least to me. 


I know there are some people out there who prefer dark eyes, and that’s totally cool. But if you don’t think that Loki has beautiful, stunning, amazing, etc. eyes, then I will question whether you’re human or not.


Point Number Two: His Hair.


I love guys with dark hair. I don’t what it is, but there’s just something about dark haired guys that I love. And let me tell you, Loki has amazing dark hair.

Now, while its kind of long, and I prefer short haired guys, I still love his hair. (Especially in the first Thor movie. I mean whew! *fans self*)


The thing that I really want to do with his hair is run my hands through it. Oh my goodness I can only imagine how soft it would be. *shivers* And he has shiny hair too, so yeah, there’s that too.


And really, I just don’t know what else to say about it. I like the dude’s hair, its a really cool shade (?) of black and I really wanna run my hands through it.


Point Number Three: His Clothing Style.


LEATHER, GOLD ARMOR, A CAPE, AND MORE LEATHER!!! 


Needless to say, I like his clothing choice. 


We all know (I hope) that his signature colors are green, gold and black. And I love those colors together. So those colors on Loki does something to me. 


We’ve all seen in the Avengers and in Thor, though briefly, his ‘mortal’ style. 


A suit. 

……


I LOVE A GUY IN A SUIT. 


Seriously, its almost my religion.


Guys in suits are waaaaaaay more attractive than this stupid 'dope style’ or whatever its called. What even is that? 


Okay, so you have a hat on backwards, your pants are falling off and your shoes are horrifyingly red. 


That’s not appealing to me AT ALL.


Now, it would get annoying after a while to have your guy always wearing a suit, so I really would like to know how Loki would dress casually. 


Would he? Or would he just always be wearing a suit? 


Who knows?


But his clothing style definitely fits my criteria.


Point Number Four: He Is Literally Prince Charming.


I’m sure every girl when she was little, dreamed of having a Prince Charming come and marry her or something.


Well, Loki could charm the pants off anyone (they don’t call him 'Silver Tongue’ for nothing I’m sure *wink wink wiggle wiggle*), and he’s a Prince. Of a cool space kingdom.


Thus, I give you Prince Charming.


Now, as much as I hate to say it, Loki is a fictional character.

Yes I just committed the number one fangirl sin. But hear me out.

Even though he’s not real, I’m sure if he was and you were lucky enough to be his significant other, he would treat with the utmost respect.


There are SO many fanfictions out there where he treats his girlfriend or whatever like crap. 

I’m sorry but no.


Loki would be the most respectful partner in the world. Even surpassing Captain America. (Forgive me Steve for I have sinned.)

He would treat you like a freaking queen. Am I right? (Yes, yes I am)

Point Number Five: The Tragic Back Story.


 Lots of girls like a guy with a tragic back story or something like that. 


Well let me tell you that Loki is like the Prince of all tragicness.


I mean, his father is like the worst, he was always second to Thor and he found out that he is not in fact Asgardian, but an Andorian with Elsa’s powers.  (If you didn’t get the reference I will be upset with you.)


How sad is that? 


(Which I don’t know about you, but I would totally cry if I found out that I wasn’t Asgardian.*sniff sniff*)


Point Number Six: His Height.


As a member of the short girl club, I can tell that most of us love it when someone really tall hugs us. It feels super comforting and you always feel really safe.


Well, Loki is tall. And while I’ve never hugged him, I’ve hugged my brother, who is the same height as him,(Or rather the same height as Tom Hiddleston who plays Loki so…..) and let me tell you, he gives like the best hugs ever. (When he’s not squeezing the life out of you)


If you’re a tall girl and want a guy that isn’t shorter than you, then I give you Loki. I highly doubt that you’re gonna be taller than him. (Unless you’re 6" 3 which if you are, I’m so sorry.)

So that concludes my points on why people should love Loki as much as I do.

does anyone think a lot about teddy's self identity because i do

i refuse to believe his mother pretended not to know about/ignored/repressed teddys abilities that he surely expressed from a young age (she just didn’t know he was heroing with them)

i like to think that she presented the idea to teddy that he was a mutant because she didn’t want to tell him the truth that he was actually a space prince who was sent for execution by his own grandfather and that she wasnt actually his genetic mother

but this means that teddy was probably open with his shifting at home and she probably helped him figure out how to stay in human-passing form for long enough to save him from the discrimination mutants face

but then think about teddy becoming more aware of what his power truly means, and becoming more confused because he doesn’t know who he actually is

when he realises he likes boys, he wonders for a while if maybe hes actually a girl who had always shifted into a boy body- but how could he not have known that? his internal struggle lasts for weeks until his mum sees his look lingering on another boy on one of their rare outings, and she tells him that his attraction is okay whether he wants to be a boy or a girl

he thinks he feels most himself as human boy teddy, but then looking back at baby photos he seemingly changed his eye colour every day and hes so aware of how he will add a piercing, add muscle, change his hairstyle, whatever necessary to fit in

and suddenly he doesn’t know who he really is? what is his true form? his green self- the form his mother affectionately nicknamed ‘hulkling’- feels as true as his human self, and he thinks about hank mccoy of the xmen and how he is more the beast than he is the man and teddy maybe thinks he could deal with that if he were at xaviers but instead he is here, in a new york high school, and he knows he’s just trapped in this culture of peer pressure and he feels so out of his own skin half the time-

then he joins the young avengers and has a reason to stay in hulkling form for extended periods of time and it feels right, and he gets with billy and he starts to stay as hulkling even when it’s not necessary because he never knows how to be around billy, how billy wants him to be

until billy one night poses the question on him out of the blue. what do you look like, really? hes noticed teddy will sometimes be more bulky when he’s tense or shorter when he’s embarrased or will have more earrings when hes dressed up nice for a date. teddy stutters and then mumbles quietly, i don’t know. they have a long deep talk that continues on the phone after teddy has to go home, and ends with teddy having wet eyes, and he cant quite say why, but he feels grateful-

and its like billy has broken the spell on teddy (ironically). being free of greg too really puts things into perspective for him- he doesn’t have to be what other people want him to be, just himself, and billy reminds himself of that regularly after that night. he lets go of his frustration of not knowing his ‘true’ form- hes a shapeshifter, and in true optimistic teddy fashion, figures he should count his blessings and just be whatever the hell he wants. he experiments with hairstyles and piercings and bulk and billy compliments him on it all, and eventually he settles on a him that he likes, and he’s happy.

and then the whole family reunion, kree-skrull jamboree revolation happens, and teddys mum is dead, and teddy no longer has the identity mutant, or even human, and the confusion is back. hes an alien, and a royal, exiled alien at that, and his green form feels both more real and more odd than ever, and his human form isn’t even human it’s kree- he doesnt know what to think.

so he goes back to being hulking more than ever, but this time it’s not a shield, it’s teddy reshaping his own identity as the half skrull, half kree prince of space that he slowly comes to accept, culminating in his eventual acceptance of his spacely duties in new avengers

this is solidified when teddy carries their child and she comes out like them both- a little magic and a lot green, and he proudly wears his green skin outside with his daughter, and he finally feels a connection to his true self- teddy altman, husband to billy kaplan and father to a beautiful daughter, and really, loved for who and what he is.

so when his daughter asks why she has two fathers and no mother like all the other kids, he tells her, the same reason that our skin is green, darling, we’re not like other people, but like ourselves, and that’s exactly what we ought to be.

Ink and Grease

A/n: So this is a play on the soulmate AU where you write on your skin, and it shows up on your soulmate’s skin too. Basically any little mark or dirt or whatever can appear on your soulmate’s skin. I had another way I wanted this to go it kinda deviated from my original idea, so I hope you still like it. Requests are open, and we don’t have any atm so don’t be afraid to send some in! -G

Warnings: I still can’t fluff

Pairing: Tony x reader

Originally posted by maximumstarks

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You were a child when it started, you’d notice grease on your skin and dirt under your nails. You were too young to know what was going on but when you asked your parents, they told you not to worry about it. You were always asked by your teachers what you had gotten into and to wash your hands. When you turned 13, you and your friends decided to research what exactly was wrong with you when you found a book on soulmates. Your friend explained to you that some people had special connections and that due to said connection marks on your skin would show up on your soulmate’s and vice versa.

“Damn you’re lucky” one of your friends, Jane, commented as you looked at the small burn that had appeared on your skin the other day

“Are you kidding that is, like, the worst thing ever,” Leah exclaimed, “now she has to get married and like, have kids!”

“I’m sure he’s great,” Mads commented

“Whoever he is he needs to learn what soap is,” you joked.

“Maybe it’s time for a little revenge,” Jane smirked pulling out a sharpie

“Oh you’re evil,” you giggled as the girls drew all over your body. Some doodles were good, like the amazing portrait of Yoda that took over your shoulder. Others were crudely drawn dicks in various places or innuendos.

Little did you know that the poor boy that was fortunate enough to be your soulmate had a very important meeting at MIT the next day to see if he could get into the school early. Tony walked into the living room in search of his mother, there was no way that Howard would take this well. Unfortunately for him both of his parents were sat at the table eating breakfast.

“What the hell is all over your skin!’ he father yelled “Do you know how important this meeting is? Are you trying to ruin your life?”

“I swear I have no idea how this happened,” the boy tried to explain “I went to bed and when I woke up they were just there.”

Howard looked at his son in disbelief as his wife looked at him “Maybe he has a soulmate?”

“You know how rare that is,” Howard said looking down at her

“Well it happened to us,” she shrugged

“Wash up as best you can and put on a nice suit or something to cover that up,” The boy’s father sighed “we’ll figure out something for whatever is on your hands.”

Tony walked down the stairs in his best suit hoping that it would compensate for the doodles covering his hands.

His mother held out a bottle of concealer “This should do the trick” she smiled as she blotted it to his skin. Tony just hoped it would hold up long enough.

He must’ve done something right because here he was a few weeks later at MIT a new sleeve of doodles covering his forearms. His parents had explained to him that he had a soulmate which meant somewhere in the world some girl was lucky enough to call him hers. It wasn’t long before he was trying to flirt with you, writing little messages on his arm and waiting for a response. It was a few weeks before you responded with a simple “Fuck off” scrolled in beautiful calligraphy.

It had been a few years since you discovered your soulmate and even though at first he seemed like an ass he grew on you. You had been writing notes to each other almost every day. You would try to find out as much about each other as you could without breaking whatever rules there were. For some reason, the universe had decided that you weren’t able to tell each other your names or whereabouts so you’d drop as many hints as you could. It wasn’t long before you were getting questions from your fellow classmates as to why there were notes written all over your arms. At first, you would tell them that you had a soulmate and while some would call you crazy or tell you that you were lucky most grew jealous. And that made high school a living hell for you. Somewhere along the way instead of you thinking that you had something special you became to think of yourself as a burden.

“You only have a soulmate because you’d never attract a guy on your own,” one of the boys told you

“Poor guy is stuck with you now,” his friend called as they waited for the bell to ring

“Dude, kick his ass,” the third boy in the group muttered to you noticing how on edge you were

“I would,” you paused “but someone as pathetic as him isn’t really worth my time.”

“Oh yeah,” the second boy said, “Well, I don’t even know you!”

You had to hold in your laughter till the bell rang and you exited your class with Leah. After that, you figured it’d be best to keep your predicament a secret.

Years had gone by, and for some reason, your soulmate had stopped writing you little notes, you hadn’t really thought anything of it. At first, it worried you, but you noticed the grease marks that appeared on your hands still and knew that he was ok, maybe he wanted to keep it a secret too. You had managed to get yourself a degree and further your education at an academy for an agency called SHIELD. You hadn’t heard of them before they approached you for their academy. Apparently, your research had caught their eye. You had gone through years of your life and thousands of milestones and not one moment had you thought of your soulmate. It’s not like they had seemed to think of you with the lack of letters written on your arm.

It wasn’t until you had been recruited to work in the lab for the Avengers that you began to think of the mystery man again. You noticed that as you’d jot down notes on your hands, you’d see little doodles around them that you hadn’t drawn.

“What are you doing?” Bruce had asked you as he watched you doodle on your forearm

“Nothing’ you replied continuing to scroll out a “hey” on your arm in the fanciest font you could think of

“Doesn’t look like nothing,” your friend said watching you “you have a soulmate don’t you?”

“Maybe,” you smirked, “don’t tell anyone though, I don’t need people to hate me.”

“And you trust me with this information why?” he asked

“Because you’re too nice to hate me,” you responded, “besides you’d have to deal with Tony on your own if you did.”

“Speak of the devil,” Bruce muttered as Tony waltzed through the door in a long sleeved tee.

“You look happy,” you commented, “how much alcohol have you consumed this fine morning?”

“None thank you very much,” the man shot back “I just got a very important letter from a very important person regarding some very important things.”

“Care to share with the rest of the class?” you asked raising your brows

“Nope,” Tony said turning to Bruce “we’re going to lunch I need to talk to you.”

“But science?” Bruce attempted to argue

“Your work can wait this is important.” and with that Tony was dragging the man out of the lab.

“See,” Tony said pulling up his sleeve excitedly

“I see,” Bruce said hiding a smile the word ‘hey’ was written out beautifully on his friend’s forearm, just like the one you were drawing back at the lab.

“She hasn’t written to me in ages,” Tony said smiling at his arm “what do I say back?”

“Why not a simple hi?” his friend replied

“Hi?’ Tony questioned “Hi. This is why you don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Then why did you come to me?” Bruce asked

“Because you’re my bro” Tony smiled

Bruce sighed “Just talk to her. Say anything if she’s your soulmate does it really matter?”

“Of course it matters” Tony rolled his eyes

“She was pretty much born to love you, Tony. She’s dealt with you this long I’m sure you could say anything to her, and she’d be happy to write back.” Bruce assured him

“Fine,” Tony said taking out a pen and writing out a measly ‘hi.’

‘What are you up to’ she wrote back

‘Lunch with a friend’ he replied

‘I could use some food lol’ her handwriting seemed familiar, but he dismissed his thoughts, he had been writing to her since she was a teen so of course, he recognized the writing

‘I’d bring you some, but I still have no idea who you are’ he wrote down

“Really,” Bruce commented

“I thought you said it didn’t matter what I wrote,” Tony exclaimed as his friend rolled his eyes

‘I’d tell you if I could’ she replied ‘these rules are stupid how are we ever supposed to meet if we can’t even set up a date.’

Tony chuckled ‘the world is cruel.’

‘You can say that again.’

You were clutching your hand when Tony walked back into the lab after lunch.

“What’d you do this time?” Bruce asked going over to examine your hand

“It’s just a small burn,” you said

“Huh, Tony come here,” Bruce commented “look at this,”

“Looks like a burn,” Tony said casually

“Looks like your burn,” Bruce said

“I don’t-” Tony paused noticing a small burn forming on his finger “you’re-we’re.”

“Soulmates?” you looked up at Tony pulling up your sleeve as he did the same. The conversation from earlier was still present on both of your arms

Tony looked at Bruce “how in the hell did you know before I did?”

“I saw her writing on her arm,” Bruce shrugged “good thing Y/n already likes you.”

You’re face flushed “I do not,” you said “I mean- I- I hate you” you scowled at Bruce

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A/n: I hope you guys liked it, sorry I haven’t been posting as much lately. School is starting soon, and work has been hell. Love you all -G

Sparks Chapter 10

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other characters from the avengers team

Word Count: 5.5K

Summary: The avengers celebrate Thanksgiving at a bar together. y/n reveals something about her past to Bucky and they discuss their thoughts on ‘love’. After a lovely night the mole plans an attack to taunt y/n.

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendship and then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 30,000 words. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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No Way (Peter Parker x Reader)

Plot: Peter doesn’t think Reader gets free food

A/N: kinda boring but I think it’s cute request if you’d like

Tagged! @lilasiannerd

Originally posted by tom-holla


“Are you kids almost ready?” May called out.

“Yeah, just one second.” Peter replied, he pulled away from you flushed and slightly out of breath.

“You didn’t tell me May was home.” You said with a playful glare.

“I could have sworn I told you, but you must have been distracted by my irresistible lips.” Peter smirked.

“Oh what ever! I’m just excited for free sticky rice.” You laughed as you slipped on your shoes.

“Why would you get free food at all?” Peter asked.

“Peter, (Y/N) and I are babes. I know you notice that I get free food when we go, I notice that (Y/N) gets free food everywhere, how have you not?” May asked.

“Because she doesn’t…” Peter trailed off.

“Yes she does. Free gelato, a free slice of pizza, free desserts like everywhere. You really haven’t noticed?” May asked as she locked the door behind all of you.

“Babe, do you really miss that much?” You asked.

“No! I notice that you’re always happy when we go eat or that your hands get clammy when we go to see Tony. So why am I paying for two slices of pizza when we get pizza?” Peter asked.

“You always get two slices because you can’t choose between pepperoni and the special of the day.” You replied as you walked into the restaurant.

“Welcome, have a seat anywhere, we’ll be right with you shortly.” The waiter smiled.

The three of you took to a table, not bothering to look at the menu since you all got the same thing every time.

“What can I get you today?” The waiter asked, his eyes not leaving May.

“We’ll have our usual: larb, spring rolls, and dumplings. I’ll have a beer, he’ll have a water, and she’ll have a Thai iced tea.” May recited with a kind, friendly smile.

“We’ll get that right out for you.” He smiled.

You all made conversation, Peter’s arm slung around your shoulders playing with the strap of your top, but then you pulled your hair down from your messy bun and let if fall over your shoulders.

“You can’t do that! That’s cheating.” Peter accused.

“What? I just wanted my hair down.” You said in complete confusion.

“No, you know that’s attractive, hair back up.” Peter told you.

“No, I was going to get the rice anyways, relax.” You sighed.

When your food came out, the conversation flowed normally, May making comments on the news that was on and making her larb puns over and over again.

“The dumplings tasted better today.” Peter noted.

“It’s because the cook added love, he larbs you (Y/N).” May joked.

Peter groaned, running his hands over his face and tugging at his hair.

Both you and May laughed, continuing to eat like everything was normal until the waiter returned.

“From the chef, and for you, on the house.” The waiter smiled, placing a plate of sticky rice in front of both you and May.

“We didn’t order sticky rice.” Peter called out, but the waiter was already gone.

“Shhhhh! Let us enjoy our free food. Thank you!” You smiled, yelling out the last part to the young chef behind the counter.

“There’s no way, this was just a coincidence.” Peter tried.

“Yeah, ok. Do you want some?” You asked Peter.


On date night a few weeks later, Peter took you out for ice cream after a nice dinner. You both ordered your ice creams, waiting in line to pay. Peter and you fed each other tiny bites of your ice cream as you waited.

“Ok so that’s two ice creams, one on the house,” the cashier winked at you, “so your total is only 4.50.”

“Wait, why is one free?” Peter asked.

“Pretty ladies get ice cream on the house, have a wonderful night doll.” The guy smiled as he handed Peter his change.

Peter’s jaw dropped, walking out of the shop and leaving you behind.

“Thank you very much.” You smiled, placing a few dollars in the tip jar as you followed Peter out.


After school one day, Peter decided that his ‘internship’ could wait a few hours and joined you and Ned for pizza after school.

“I’ll just have a slice of pepperoni please.” You said with a smile.

“Sure thing sweetie.” The man smiled, getting you your slice and heading to the register.

“4 slices of pizza, that comes out to 4 bucks even.” The man stated after he punched some buttons on the machine.

“No, we have 5 slices.” Peter corrected.

“Hers is free, polite, young girl- reminds me of my daughter.” The man smiled warmly.

“Here you go, enjoy the rest of your day.” Peter said with a fake smile.

“Have a great day!” You and Ned said in unison.

“Peter, don’t get mad. It’s not my fault I’m cute and polite.” You joked.

“Well I’m cute and polite too! I don’t get free food!” Peter whined.

“That you are! But I tell you how cute you are all the time! I’m just cuter and more lovable.” You shrugged.

“That’s true, I’ve heard Happy talk about her like she was his daughter, how cute and polite do you really think you are?” Ned asked.

Peter stomped away, leaving you and Ned laughing at the situation and eating your pizza.

Breathe ~ An Avenger’s Story  (5/15)

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

AU Summary: Tony helps Y/N learn about her own abilities.

Notes: so yeah i can’t wait to post all the chapters i have! you guys are in for a ride. this story is crap but its my crap so thank you for reading it :)

Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

MASTERLIST


“She’s not a prisoner.”

“I agree.”

“Then why is she in a cell. Again?”

“Because, Rogers, she broke the other one. Now what does that tell you?” Fury leaned back on his chair and brought his feet up his desk.

Steve looked away and shook his head. “That Y/N is stronger than we thought.”

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Everything We Learned on the Set of ‘Thor: Ragnarok’: New Looks, Potential Spinoffs and Lots of Laughs

To film the god of thunder’s latest intergalactic adventure, Thor: Ragnarok, Marvel only had to go as far as Australia. ET paid a visit to the massive sets – the largest soundstage in the southern hemisphere, for the record – which had been transformed into a bold, colorful, Jack Kirby-inspired planet named Sakaar. What follows is everything we learned from the key cast members on set – Chris Hemsworth, naturally, as well as Tessa Thompson and Jeff Goldblum – and director Taika Waititi.

“This is the scene in which Thor and everyone dies,” Waititi joked to ET, before setting the actual scene: “This is when Thor arrives in Sakaar and meets the Grandmaster, and he’s introduced to this whole crazy world that’s at the end of the end of a big bunch of wormholes. So, all the lost things in the universe all fall out of the sky into this place, this is where they’re collected and turned into other things and sold, traded or bartered. Any living thing that falls out of the sky is put into the Contest of Champions, which is what happens to Thor and that’s directly from Planet Hulk. It’s really a wild, outlaw kind of world where there are very few rules. It couldn’t be further from what Thor’s used to in Asgard.”

Re-Introducing Thor

A brand new Thor: Despite appearing in two of his own films (the original Thor and its sequel, The Dark World) as well as both installments of The Avengers, Waititi claims that Thor is “a brand new character” in Ragnarok.

“We’ve kept all the best parts of the old character, but he’s a new guy,” the director notes. “He’s spent two years on Earth with the Avengers…It’s a lot of reboot, but it’s [also] a reinvigoration.”

For his part, Hemsworth says, “We ended Age of Ultron with Thor basically leaving Earth and going on a quest to figure out what’s going on in the larger picture and how his world and his universe is connected and so on.” (He’s referencing the still somewhat confusing scene in which Thor traveled to a mystic cave and had an apocalyptic vision about the fall of Asgard.) "That’s certainly relevant here, but it’s also its own story, without sort of getting bogged down with the Infinity Stones and the several other stories interconnecting. It’s all there, but this really is his own journey.“

A brand new look: While Thor doesn’t get a complete makeover, he does sport a shorter haircut for a significant portion of the film. “There’s not a huge explanation, really. It was me going, ‘I don’t want to wear the wig every day. It takes two hours to put on,’” Hemsworth says with a laugh before breaking down the plotting around the cut: “There’s a sort of gladiatorial setting and a bit of a processing, a cleansing– kind of like prison. There’s a bit of that feel to it.”

A brand new love interest: marks the first Thor movie without Natalie Portman’s Jane Foster, but though she may be gone, she is not forgotten. “We mention it, politely,” Hemsworth says. “We have a nice little– I wouldn’t say a joke at her expense, by any means, but at the two of them [and] how Thor viewed the separation. He thinks it was mutual. [Laughs.] Y'know, long-distance relationships are tough and this is as long as they get. So, they parted ways.”

Enter a new romantic interest, Valkyrie (played by Thompson), albeit one with a very different dynamic. “Valkyrie is certainly an equal, as far as [she is] physically imposing or threatening and her fighting skill set,” Hemsworth teases. “And Thor is in awe of the Valkyrie ever since he was a young boy, so he’s meeting his idol. He’s meeting his hero. He used to want to be one till he found out they were women.”

Meet Valkyrie

Who is she? "She’s a world-class warrior,“ Thompson, who starred in Creed and Westworld before joining Marvel’s Cinematic Universe, tells us. “When we find her in this film, she’s a reluctant hero. She’s someone that really gets back into the game with Thor and with the Hulk. And she’s just a badass…She’s really hardcore. I kick a lot of a**. If fact, I kick a lot of a** on this bridge.” (The bridge in question is a set piece glimpsed in the trailer, during a pre-battle standoff featuring Valkyrie, Thor, Loki and Hulk.)

The Valkyrie of the comic books is a swordsmith and leader of the fierce, all-female, winged horse-riding Valkyrior. That Valkyrie, known as Brunnhilde, also happens to be a white woman with blonde hair. “We want to make films that reflect the world that we live in,” Thompson states matter-of-factly. “And there are plenty of women that look like Valkyrie, but there are plenty of women that look like me. What was more important for Taika – and for Marvel in general – was that they found someone that captured the spirit of Valkyrie. In this case, she happens to look like me.”

Will they or won’t they? Thompson played far coyer when addressing her character’s potential romance with Thor. “You’ll just have to watch and see… They definitely have a ton in common: They both come from Asgard. They are people that are trying to figure out their moral compass, what their responsibility is to their homeland. They’re fighters. They’re tough,” she ponders. “So, I think there’s a spark. And Thor is actually a big fan of Valkyrie. He’s, like, a fanboy. If there were Valkyrie posters, Thor would have had them in his [bedroom growing up.] Like, probably right over his bed, he would have had me and dreamt about me. So, there definitely is something between them, but whether it’s romantic, who knows?”

As for the possibility of Thompson as an actress playing out an onscreen romance with Hemsworth, she jokes, “It was the biggest reason why I didn’t think I wanted to take the part, initially. I was like, ‘I don’t know if I can act that well. Like, finding him attractive would be–I’d have to dig really deep in my soul to find the honesty in that.’ So, I just superimpose other people’s faces on him and other people’s bodies.”

The Black Panther One of Thompson’s friends and former Creed co-stars, Michael B. Jordan, also recently joined the MCU – as Erik Killmonger in 2018's Black Panther – and she says they are hoping to cross superhero paths someday.

“What’s so fun about the next phase of the Marvel Universe is that the worlds are colliding more and more,” she points out. “I’m also friends with Chadwick Boseman, so I think we’re constantly going to just pitch to Marvel how to get all of the characters in one movie and see what happens.”

That said, Thompson has a different Valkyrie spinoff in mind. “I’m really into Valkyrie when she’s a part of The Fearless Defenders,” the actress explains, referencing a run in which Valkyrie teamed up with, for one, Misty Knight. (Currently on Netflix's The Defenders.) “I think it would be fantastic to have an all-star female team which includes Brie Larson. Let’s get Tilda Swinton. Lupita [Nyong'o] is in there. Just a really badass group of women that fights, maybe, all men. Like a boys versus girls. But it could be a musical, so Jeff Goldblum would be in it as well.”

Meet Director Taika Waititi

Who is he? Waititi is a New Zealand-born writer-director who has helmed wonderful films like What We Do in the Shadows and Hunt for the Wilderpeople. (Both of which should be required viewing, pre-Ragnarok.) You’ve already seen some of his work, surely, as Waititi made the short, “Team Thor,” which explained where Thor was during the events of Captain America: Civil War. (He was living with an office worker named Darryl.)

Waititi acts as well and cast himself in the role of Korg the Kronan in Ragnarok. (When ETcaught up with him earlier this year in the edit bays at Marvel Studios, he referred to Korg as an 8-foot tall rock creature in “a 2017 metal bikini.”) One character you won’t see is Darryl. “OK, so far that’s a rumor. I think maybe I started that rumor inadvertently, when I said there was more footage from the thing that we made and that we were planning to put out more footage…I just can’t see where he’d go in this…”

How is he making Thor his own? Thor is funny now, for one. “Sometimes I wonder how many takes I’ve ruined with just my voice and my laughter,” Waititi says. The glut of Waititi’s past work is comedic, with a heavy emphasis on improvisation, and Thompson praises her director’s ability to bring that to Marvel, crafting a lighter tone that wasn’t present for the Shakespearian Thor or brooding Thor: The Dark World.

“The exciting thing is, Marvel took [Waititi] on and instead of trying to have him fit into a mold, it really expanded the mold to include his kind of filmmaking,” she praises, with a promise that fans of the first two Thor films will still be satisfied. “It is at once funny and touching.”

“That’s definitely my background,” Waititi agrees. “I felt I should embrace that side and breathe a little bit more life into this franchise. in that sense, in the way that you don’t need to shy away from how fun these kind of adventures and these stories and these characters can be, while also retaining that epic, very dark sense that comes through from a lot of the comic stories as well. Especially with a character like Thor, it is an opportunity to see, y'know, a god, a cosmic being on a cosmic adventure, with Bruce Banner aka the Incredible Hulk. It has to be fun!”

Thor vs. Hulk

A brand new Hulk: If you’ve read everything up till here, you should hardly be surprised that Waititi is putting his own spin on the green guy and his puny, scientist counterpart. “Bruce Banner in this film is way more exciting and fun and interesting than I think we’ve ever seen him in any of the other films,” Waititi promises. And if Hulk wasn’t the first Avenger you’d think of to pair with Thor, that’s the point.

“It’s a pretty odd pairing. I don’t even think we’ve spoken onscreen before,” Hemsworth acknowledges. “We had an opportunity to kind of do whatever we wanted, and it brought out something very different in both of our characters. Both our characters are in a bit of a wacky state when they meet, because they’ve sort of both lost everything and they’re at the end of their rope, so there’s a wackiness to it.”

Civil War 2.0(ish): "It’s been something that everybody’s been waiting for a long time, to see those two face off,” Waititi says of the centerpiece battle between Thor and Hulk in The Grandmaster’s arena. “In the comic books, they’ve been doing it for years. There’s this eternal question, Who would win in a fight, Thor or Hulk? And if you go on the blog sites, people still argue that to this day.”

Seeing as both characters sat out the Avengers vs. Avengers airport battle in last year’s Captain America movie, this may feel a bit like their own version of Civil War – with less players involved, sure, but which Hemsworth argues is just as epic. He explains, “Any time we go through the choreography or talk about how this is going to happen, it was like, More! More! What else can we throw in? How different can it look? What can we do that we haven’t done before and visually up the stakes?”

Marvel fans have been clamoring to see Planet Hulk on the big screen for years and, asked to describe the battle in three words, Waititi counts off on his fingers: “Long. Time. Coming.” The director appears confident that his take will deliver, too. “We really test both of the characters in this fight. They get put through their paces,” he says. “There are certain shots that we’re planning to do in this fight, which I think are going to become very memorable in cinematic history.”

Who is she? A kickass warrior, an eccentric game maker, a cosmic road trip for Thor and Hulk and a haircut do not a Marvel movie make. Enter the big bad of the film and the MCU’s first female villain: Hela, the goddess of death, played by Cate Blanchett.

“She is someone people have been wanting to see for a long time,” Waititi wagers of the classic comic book character. “And there’s no one better than Cate, in my opinion…Obviously, she’s a great actor, but she’s also really funny. She brings something to this character that, I think, makes this probably the most interesting of all the Marvel villains that I’ve seen so far…The character is evil, then also there’s layers to that. It’s not just someone who wants to take over the world. There’s a lot more going on for her.”

Blanchett had already wrapped by the time ET arrived on set, which Waititi also lamented, saying, “You just love watching her. I was really sad when she left, because I just wanted to figure out how we could write more scenes for her.”

What about Loki? Tom Hiddleston’s beloved baddie, who has attempted to wreak havoc in each of the Thor films and more beyond that, was last seen in The Dark World masquerading as King Odin (Anthony Hopkins) and assuming his father’s throne on Asgard. (“What we don’t know is what has happened to Odin,” Waititi notes. “Which is what we find out in this film.”)

Loki’s loyalties are far from truly loyal, though – in various stills from the film, he is pictured fraternizing with Thor, The Grandmaster and Hela – so how exactly he factors into Ragnarok remains to be seen. Waititi wants to keep it that way. “Loki has been in Asgard, ruling in his own way,” he says coyly. “There’s a really fun scene where we find him in the film and start unmasking Loki and his whole journey.”

Thor: Ragnarok arrives in theaters on Nov. 3.

Hmm…I don’t know if I like everything I’ve read. I was really looking forward to Lokyrie.
The Winter Soldiers - Part Five

Summery: In 1993 Hydra put you under Cyro freeze and after twenty four years sleeping, your past companion Bucky Barnes aka the Winter Soldier finds you and brings you out into the real world but the both of you struggle with your past as Hydra’s Winter Soldiers.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,792

Warnings: just a little fighting (sparring), slight swear word

A/N: Sorry its not a lot which is weird because its a weekend but I’ve actually been studying (which is new). I’ve got a hectic week coming up but I will post as much as possible. For now here’s part five, happy readings!

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

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Tony walked into the room with your new uniform.   

“Nothing special it’ll just feel better when you’re fighting,” he said.  

You look at the outfit in his hand. He was carrying a grey long sleeve with a burgundy star on the right shoulder matching the star Bucky had on his metal arm. The shirt was tight and dipped too low for your liking but you took it anyways.   

Next came the tight pants that were burgundy to match the star on your arm. They looked uncomfortable but Tony promised you that your uniform would be comfortable so you took them as well without complaint.   

He also handed you a black belt with gun and knife holders. At least this accessory was legit. But then he pulled out a pair of black high heeled boots that ended just under the knee. The heels where decently high and adding them to the outfit made you feel slutty.  

“No,” you deadpanned to Tony looking him straight in the eyes to let him know you were not joking.  

“Humor me Newbie,” Tony said rolling his eyes.  

You took the boots huffing and went into the bathroom to change. After changing you pulled your hair up in a ponytail to tie the look together before you stepped out.  

“You look great, how do you feel?”  

“Surprising good,” you said slowly.  

“Told you, this is your new uniform. Enjoy Soldier.” You swore Tony said something else but you were too busy looking at your reflection in the glass.  

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Overboard

A/N: You’re Bruce Banner’s girlfriend and he’s reluctant to take the relationship to the next level because he’s been keeping a secret from you. A big green and monstrous secret. Enjoy!


Bruce is the perfect boyfriend, I know there’s no such thing as perfect, but I swear he is it. He’s the type of guy that meets your parents and you brag to your friends about him from his intellect that cannot be matched to his sensitive and overly reserved nature. I wouldn’t call Bruce socially awkward, but he is far from being at the center of attention like Tony or Sam.

He is socially withdrawn and lives completely in his head, which is why I love him because he doesn’t realize the immense power that he has, which includes, excuse my french, but fucking me mentally on so many occasions from the conversations that we have had about science and philosophy, which is also why I cannot understand why he hasn’t picked up on all the hints I’ve been dropping about us being at that stage of our relationship where things should be physical.

We just returned to our Brooklyn apartment after attending a physicist function with his colleagues. I kicked my shoes off at the door and went into the kitchen to make us some tea. I cut a slice of chocolate cake and placed it on a plate with two forks.

“You have a bit of chocolate here,” he gestured to my lip. I licked my lips and he laughed, reaching across the counter and gently wiping the chocolate from my cheek with his thumb. As he pulled his hand away, I reached for it, lifting his thumb to my mouth, slowly and sensually licking the chocolate, his cedar eyes shining into my darkened own. He clenched his jaw and exhaled slowly as if repressing a deep hunger that was fighting its way to the surface.

“Sorry,” I muttered, breaking our gaze, my eyes fixed on the steam that rose from our cups of tea.

“Don’t be.” He whispered. “I enjoyed that.”

I smiled, still avoiding his gaze, “good.” The quiver in my voice unmistakeable.

I felt his eyes upon me and my skin prickled, the butterflies began its slow, aching ascent up my stomach. We finished our tea in silence, but the air hummed loudly and violently with desire.

He slid his long fingers in between my fingers and clasped it tightly, “Thank you for joining me tonight.”

“There’s nowhere else I wanted to be.” I answered.

He brought my hand to his lips causing my breath to hitch. With our fingers still intertwined I walked to his side of the table, I laced my fingers around his neck and kissed him sensually, he wrapped his arms around my lower back deepening our kiss. He pulled away, slowly, holding me at arm’s length, my head swimming dizzily from his kiss.

“You never kissed me like that.” I croaked.

He licked his lips, “I know and for good reasons.”

I began unbuttoning his gray shirt and his demeanor changes, his body tenses as he slowly pulls away from me and I knew that this was going to be like all the other restless nights. This was our norm, just when I thought we would take the next step, he resists and makes up an excuse as to why tonight is not the night.

“You know I can’t.” He states as I stood, grabbing our cups and placing it in the sink.

“Actually I don’t.” I countered watching as he buttoned his shirt.

He rubs the nape of his neck. “Men like me don’t do things like this.”

“Like what? Have sex with their girlfriends? Be intimate?” I paused reaching for the forks on the plate. I didn’t think there was, but I had to ask. “Is there someone else?”

He grabs my wrist.

He knits his eyebrows together and shakes his head. “What? No, why would think that?”

“Why would I not think that? Aren’t you attracted to me?”

“Don’t be silly of course I am.”

“Then what is it?” He opens his mouth then closes it, keeping his thoughts to himself. “Why won’t you touch me?”

“You think I don’t want this?” He laughs, “I want you more than you can possibly understand.”

“You have me. I’m right here, ready for you to shed this reserved exterior and not think about the next move with me. You don’t have to be so calculated.”

“No, no, actually I can never lose control with you. It’s quite the opposite, I have to think six steps ahead when it comes to you.”

“I’m not a chess piece. It doesn’t have to be this way.“

"Yes, it does. There’s a part of me…” He trailed off. “He has a mind of his own and I can never become this other guy around you.”

“Show me. I can handle it.”

He approaches me holding both of my hands against his chest. Our foreheads touched. "No, you don’t. You don’t ever want to see that side of me.”

I inhaled his warmth our lips lightly touching. The air became sexually charged, you can smell it leaking from our pores.

“Bruce,” I say all breathy. “Please, baby, please make love to me.”

“Honey, I—.”

“Please.”

“I can’t.” He says holding my hands to my sides. “I’m sorry.”

He disappeared down the hall.


Bruce emerged from his lab around one in the morning, completely knackered, he heard the television playing in the living room and he found her fast asleep. Her shirt rose up her thigh and he stepped closer seeing that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. He groaned as he felt himself lengthening in his sweatpants. He desperately wanted to bury himself within her, to hear her repeatedly calling his name as he filled her with every part of him.

She thinks he hasn’t noticed, but he’s too damn good at hiding his emotions. She doesn’t know how hard it was to not give in when she wore that tiny, barely there dress to bed and the ways she would subtly push her butt into his crotch every chance she got, but he couldn’t give in to his urges, the other guy prevents him from ever taking it that far. How would she react if she really knew the beast that lives within him? He knew the answer, she would run like the others. It’s better this way.


Bruce wasn’t a deep sleeper, so his eyes flickered opened when he heard her voice and felt her movements.

“Bruce,” I whispered into my pillow.

“Hun?”

He sits up and quietly observed that she was dreaming…of him.

“Baby, please.” I gripped the pillow.

“Babe, wake up.” My eyes flickered opened as I gazed at the shadows against the wall behind his head. I focused my attention on him and his cinnamon eyes that were fixed on me.

“What were you dreaming about?”

I turned my back to him and my words caught in my throat, “it doesn’t matter.” I croaked as I thought of how realistic the dream was, how electric his touch was.

He spooned me as I felt his chest pressing into my back, he slips his arm around my waist and held me. “Honey talk to me.”

“Why?”

The warmth of his breath was on ear. “Um, because I want you to.”

I took his hand and slid it between my thighs whose heat could rival the sun.

I expected him to pull away.

I expected him to say no.

His middle finger found its way to my opening, moving in a slow circular motion, I gripped his forearm and gasped as my wetness increased.

“Bruce,” I squealed into the pillow, inhaling his scent that unhinged me into a pit of wantonness.

He kissed my neck.

He pulled his finger out of me, sucking it slowly as my body liquified. “Promise me that you will tell me if I’m hurting you.” I nod. “No, say it.”

“I promise.” I quaked.


Post note: I haven’t seen much fan fiction about Bruce and I think it’s time to change that. I’ve been re-watching a few of the films and I’ve completely fallen in love with Bruce Banner’s mild and reserved demeanor and I have a few one shots that are rummaging through my mind.


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Barnes and You: Part Two

Summary: You’re just a mere college student trying to get by; when you’re not in class you’re working at your local bookstore or writing on your laptop. One day, when Tony Stark shows up with the Avengers for the release of his new book, you’re starstruck at the sight of the metal armed soldier.

Warnings: second hand embarrassment, sexual tension, light smut

A/N: This is going to be a multipart miniseries that I’m writing because why the fuck not. Later parts will contain angst, fluff, smut, Jealous!Bucky, and much more secondhand embarrassment. Also, if you want to be added to the permanent tag list you have to send me an ask. Just. Send. Me. An. Ask

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Online Besties

Fandom: Star Wars (Modern AU)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

As requested by @tenleylines : Imagine Poe having a tumblr and you have one and you both become friends and soon best friends and you guys fly out to meet each other.


When you joined tumblr, it was for just shits and giggles. You were bored. Your friends told you to make one. So you did. Five years later, you’re still on the website. You’re now in multiple fandoms, you take part in writing fanfics, as well as contributing to your fandoms in multiple ways. Whilst in your contributing via making lists of headcanons for the Avengers, a follower of yours direct messaged you.

Hey! You don’t know me, but I’ve been following you for a while now and I really enjoy your imagines and headcanons!

Wait.

That sounded really creepy.

I’m sorry. I promise I’m not creepy.

At least my mom says I’m not.

Those messages made you smile and giggle. To which you replied with:

Hahaha! It’s okay. I didn’t think of it as creepy! And thanks! I’m glad you enjoyed them!

The follower replied with:

I’m Poe by the way.

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I’m Y/N.

And it was the start of a beautiful friendship. 

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You and Tequila Part 2

You and Tequila Part 2

Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: Little smut,(lots of) language, unprotected sex

Summary: At one of Tony Stark’s parties you drink a lot of tequila and have to face the consequences of your actions.

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After spending all day Saturday with Natasha and Wanda you went home to your apartment and decided to order some food and watch Netflix all evening. Sunday you woke up feeling better about everything and spent your time cleaning your apartment, doing laundry, paying bills and grocery shopping. When Monday rolled around you were ready to go back to work and told yourself it would be easy to avoid Bucky since you had been in R&D for 2 years and only had minimal contact with him.

Settling into your work you were oblivious to what was going on outside your lab until sometime around 1 PM when Wanda and Natasha came in and all but dragged you away from your notes to go to lunch. You had never had really close girlfriends so when Wanda declared you their new BFF you laughed out loud and wrapped your arm around her heading for the elevator.

At lunch you talked about your work, the other ladies training and then things got a little personal when Nat asked for details about what had happened Friday night.

“I honestly don’t remember most of it.” You said, your face flaming red as you looked at the salad on your plate.

“Seriously? You mean you don’t know how you got in Barnes’ bed?” Natasha asked with a smirk.

“The last thing I remember is sitting at the bar doing tequila shots and then I woke up in his bed. I got out of there as fast as I could and met you at the elevator and the rest is history” you answered.

“Wait,” Wanda said turning to Nat with a smirk, “What were you doing on the elevator at 4 in the morning?”

“We aren’t talking about me right now.” Natasha said evasively and turned back to you with a hard look. “Do you want to see Bucky again? Maybe talk about what happened?”

You thought about it for a few seconds and said “I don’t think so. I mean, he seems nice and all but from what I’ve heard from my coworkers I really don’t think he would even want to see me again so why set myself up for rejection?”

“What have you heard?” Wanda asked confused.

“Well,” you start trying to put it delicately since these were Bucky’s friends and you didn’t want to offend them, “I’ve heard he had dated almost every attractive woman in the tower and that he picks up women in bars. That he’s a one night stand kind of guy, basically.”

When you finish you see Wanda and Natasha exchange a look you can’t read and then they both throw their heads back laughing until they are holding their sides with tears in their eyes. “This is priceless” Natasha says as she wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.

“I know,” Wanda says, trying to contain her giggles.

You sit there confused for a moment and then ask “What?”

“You work with fucking Karen, don’t you?” Natasha asks when she finally stops laughing.

“Yeah,” you say, “she is team leader on a project for Tony and I had to help her when she was stuck on a design flaw. Why?”

“Karen has been spreading rumors about Bucky since he went out to dinner with her about a year ago. The real story is that she was rude to the waiter and complained the whole time. She was a total bitch to him but she keeps telling people that Bucky is some kind of sex fiend. Every time he asks anyone out in the tower she makes their life hell. She’s just jealous.” Wanda explains

Thinking back you remember Friday night that you had seen Karen hanging on Bucky when she was the person who had told you that you should avoid him. When you told the girls that they both nodded and Natasha said “She does that whenever she sees him. He tries to get away from her but she hangs around and if he has a date she spreads rumors that he is cheating on the girl. There is something seriously wrong with that woman.”

After you paid the check and were making your way back to the tower Wanda grabbed your hand and said “If you really want to get to know Bucky we could help.”

“You would do that?” you asked in a small voice.

“Of course we would,” Nat answered. “We like you and Bucky is our friend. We want what is best for both of you and if that is getting to know each other we will help.”

“I’ll think about it.” you said.

“Don’t think too long.” Natasha told you. “You don’t want to let that hot piece of ass get away because of a rumor.”

You and Wanda immediately burst into laughter at Natasha calling Bucky a hot piece of ass. As you walked to the elevator and pressed the call button you turned back to Natasha and said “I will think about it quickly but how do you know he’s a hot piece of ass?”

You and Wanda both starting laughing loudly again when she said drolly “I saw you Friday night and girl you looked wrecked.”

As the elevator opened you turned around still laughing coming face to face with Bucky. You froze, your laugh immediately gone as you stared up at him. Your cheeks began to flame and you stuttered out “H-hi Bucky.”

“Hey Y/N” he said with a grin in your direction before exiting the elevator and greeting Natasha and Wanda then heading for the front door.

You took a deep breath one the doors were closed and looked over to the other girls and said “Guess that is the end of that.”

Both girls tried to assure you that he was probably just in a hurry and that you should talk to him but you were having none of it. You just wanted to crawl into your bed and hide so when you got back to your lab you called Tony and pleaded sick. Telling him you needed a few days off and you would be back on Thursday.

He seemed surprisingly concerned but you assured him you must have eaten something that didn’t agree with you. As soon as you hung up the phone you grabbed your purse and cell phone and left the lab making sure to let F.R.I.D.A.Y. know you were out and wouldn’t be back till Thursday so your lab would be on lockdown.

Bucky got off the elevator and smiled and said hey to Natasha, Wanda and Y/N then headed out the front doors of the tower to go pick up some food for Steve and himself. They had ordered from a little deli a few blocks down but the delivery person wasn’t available and Bucky had said he would pick it up, leaving Steve waiting in the common room as he hustled to get it before it got cold.

After he picked up the food he was walking back toward the tower when he saw Y/N getting in her car and he was immediately struck by her hair, the way it moved. The way she had looked at him in the lobby. Her laugh as the elevator door opened. “Oh shit.” he muttered. “Y/N was the girl Friday night.”

As he tried to get closer to flag her down she pulled out into traffic and was gone, but that was ok. He remembered her now and some of the details of the night were coming back to him. She worked here so he could talk to her when she got back from wherever she was going. It was only 2:30 and if she left for the day he could see her tomorrow.

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