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spidergrotto · 4 months
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realistically, spider-man has probably befriended loads of vigilantes ( maybe even kind of sort of criminals ) while patrolling and he’s probably got thousands of connections without realizing it.
at this point in time he’s been to loads of avengers meetings and debriefs and while it’ll never NOT be cool, he isn’t.. it just isn’t something he looks forward too or stressed about anymore.
so he’s been caught late a few times, stumbling in mumbling apologies and excuses ( tony teases him for it— oh are we not cool enough for you? )
he’s late for a briefing this time, some sort of underground network of bases ( it’s a secret lair, why can’t they just call it a secret lair? ) and peter isn’t really surprised, he’s worked on these sorts of missions before—
“oh, mr captain rogers — deadpool is already working on this one, he invited me yesterday but i was napping and missed the call, don’t tell him that though he’ll get sad.”
and suddenly he’s being questioned by everyone but clint who wasn’t all that surprised ( neither was natasha, but what bussiness did peter have talking to people like deadpool? )
“when the hell did you start talking to deadpool—”
“ he has your NUMBER?—”
“ we’re friends mr stark— what do you mean— i know other— of course i’m friends with other vigila— is anyone listening?? ”
“did you hack karen? why wasn’t i— this should be in the baby monitor—”
“why did he contact you of all people— is he doing this alone? do you know how dangerous—”
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fandomfluffandfuck · 4 months
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My favorite (and least favorite) thought is the idea that the first thing that the Avengers notice new about Steve when he finally, finally gets Bucky back is that they can sneak up on him.
With a building full of superheroes with various levels of stealth training and differing tolerances for practical jokes, it happens pretty regularly that accidentally or purposefully, someone gets snuck up on. Everyone else hears a gasp or shriek, swearing, then laughter or apologies, and they know exactly what happened.
Before, though, Steve wouldn't flinch. He might blink a few times, but really, he never seems surprised. No matter how out of the blue the scare is. It's like he expects it. They start joking about Cap's spidey sense or super-steel nerves.
But... now, sneak up on him, and he'll JUMP.
No one says it out loud, but when Natasha accidentally gets Steve good enough during a "family dinner" with her silent footsteps and sudden presence over his shoulder that he drops his plate (with food on it, goddamnit), they all share a look. Mostly, it's fucking funny, such a huge, muscle-bound guy shrieking and jumping a few inches into the air, but... throughout the dinner, then later into the following days when Thor is able to do it, too, raising his voice suddenly booming from behind Steve when he was supposed to be off-world, announcing himself, it dawns on them that it isn't so funny.
It's almost like before, Steve was constantly in fight or flight mode. Always aware and checking his surroundings, hackles raised, as if he never left active combat. Everything was an active threat.
But, now, with Bucky back... Steve eases off. Those hackles go down. And he jumps! He ruins a wall once, throwing a kettle bell in the gym through it when his grip strength loosens mid-jump. It should be funny, it still is, sometimes, scaring mighty Captain America... but it's mostly not. It's not because they can't believe that he was never relaxed and not on edge before. Without Bucky. But Bucky here and Steve's home, too, now. Bucky is home.
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brnesblogposts · 22 days
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Moon boys rescuing reader from a spider (drabble)
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warnings: arachnophobia
characters: steven grant x reader, marc spector x reader
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“FUCK, NO.” Steven heard you shriek in the bedroom from his place on the sofa and was instantly alerted. He ran to the bedroom so fast he almost tripped “darling?! are you alright?” concern overtook his voice, “SP- SPIDER” You were crying and shaking, you had a massive phobia of the 8 legged creatures.
“Hey, hey, it’s alright,” Steven tried calming you down “deep breathes, okay?” He saw you following his instructions as you stood on the bed frantic. “Now, where is it?” He spoke softly, hoping it would keep you calm, you pointed him in the direction of the laundry basket.
Steven cautiously approached, he himself was not too fond of spiders but he would do anything for you, “JESUS-“ You had forgotten to inform Steven of the size of this spider. “Love, this isn’t for me, i’m gonna let Marc front to catch it, yeah? i’ll be back in a minute”
“Hey, baby” Marc turned to see you clinging on to the headboard of the bed for dear life, “DON’T LOSE IT MARC” You yelled at him. “Don’t you worry! Mr tough guy is here, Steven is a wimp” Hey. It’s bloody big, okay? My fear is completely rational, alright? Marc just laughed at his alter in the reflection of the bedroom mirror.
He lifted the hamper and the spider tried scampering away, “MARC” You were crying harder which only made him want to catch and release this thing faster. He cupped his hands and caught it “I’ve got it, Baby” He had turned to show you he did, “GET IT OUT OF HERE, I DON’T WANT TO SEE IT” He obeyed and released it out of the bedroom window, swiftly shutting it so it wouldn’t get back in. “It’s gone” He saw your shoulders begin to relax and you sat on the bed with a huff.
Marc approached you and kissed you on the forehead “You’re safe now, it’s not gonna hurt you. Nobody and nothing hurts my Y/N” With that he kissed your lips and handed over control back to Steven. “You were so brave, darling. So proud of you,” he kissed your temple “It’s a good thing we have Marc, innit?” he chuckled to himself. Knowing you, you’d be dialling 999 for a spider Marc spoke, Steven ignored him and took you in his arms.
“You boys are my heroes,” Marc fronted for a second “Steven didn’t even do anything?! He was cowardly” With that Steven was back in control, “He is such an arse” Steven rolled his eyes. You smiled, a smile that shone with love. Your boys, your heroes. You cuddled into Steven and that’s where you lay for the next couple hours.
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ungrateful-sneeze · 6 months
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All the avengers hanging out and wallowing on Father’s Day cause they are all orphans.
Peter hands Tony a Father’s Day card
The avengers watching: *omg they are finally going to realize they see each other as father and son*
Tony: *being oblivious as usual* omg Peter you taught DUM-E how to write that’s so cute.
Peter: *cough* yeah Mr Stark that exactly what I did.
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ynscrazylife · 1 year
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Feel free to ignore, this is a long one boss.
Marvel gang seeing yn gain powers almost instantly, and watching yn struggle with how to control the new powers. Watching yn, the first couple minutes, days and weeks trying not to kill any team members when they can barely control thier new found abilities.
Im imagining yn super weak at first, they fainted when they first acquired the powers. They cant walk, they can almost stand and they haven't eaten anything since it happened. Yn is scared they are going to die or kill off someone they love and all of the team members are trying to keep yn calm, safe and in control of thier body. Im imagining techies trying to find a way to dampen the powers so that yn can walk around again and everyone fighting to cuddle with the youngest member of the team.
When Sparks Fly
Summary: When you wind up with powers in the aftermath of a S.H.I.E.L.D. mission, the Avengers are determined to help you through it.
Pairings: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader (Romantic), Avengers x Stark!Reader (Platonic)
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“I swear, this is almost as bad as the day I started at S.H.I.E.L.D.,” you whined, folding your arms in slight annoyance as your step-mother Pepper Potts held up her camera again. Your father, Tony Stark, was standing beside her, grinning as he proudly looked over the photos Pepper took.
“This is the first time you’re going on a mission! This warrants a couple pictures, Y/N,” Pepper retorted, before taking another picture.
“A couple? This has been, like, 100,” you sass, unable to help it. You got it from Tony, after-all.
“I’m glad you’re keeping count,” Tony sassed right back, smirking at your eye-roll that followed.
“Wait!” Peter burst in, having just finished patrol. In his haste, he still wore his Spider-Man suit, but had torn off his mask. He skidded to a halt beside you, putting a sweaty arm around your shoulders.
You softened at your boyfriend’s excitement, your frown lifting into a smile as Pepper snapped a photo of you and Peter. When it was taken, he turned to you. “You’re gonna rock this mission, babe,” he said, kissing you on the forehead.
“I appreciate your confidence, Pete,” you said, grinning lovingly.
“Oh!” Pepper exclaimed, gasping at she glanced at the clock. “Go, go, go! You’re going to be late.”
Following her gaze, you muttered a “shit!” as you scrambled to grab your bag.
“Language,” Steve scolded, wearing a smirk as he walked in with the rest of the Avengers. They had just returned from a mission and there was no way that they weren’t going to see you off today.
“Hi, thanks, bye!” You said rather quickly, throwing your bag over your shoulder before giving Pete a peck on the lips and running off.
“Good luck!” Pepper called to your retreating form.
“Kick ass!” Tony added, pumping his fist into the air.
“Don’t die!” Peter said, right before the door slammed shut. Everyone turned to the young adult, who shrugged. “What? It would really suck.”
Honestly — he wasn’t wrong.
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Since it was your first mission at the academy, it wasn’t meant to be difficult. Key word: meant.
Little did you know, while chasing an ex-A.I.M. agent who had set up his own research and experimentation lab, you followed him into one of his so-called testing rooms — which was a trap. You only realized this when he stopped running and grabbed a gas mask, pulling it on swiftly.
Spotting a gas quickly fill in from the vents, you whispered another “shit!” and turned around, quickly going to the door.
The intel S.H.I.E.L.D. had gotten said that the lab was devoid of any experimental substances. Wrong.
Unfortunately for you — Steve wasn’t here to scold you and the door had locked. You banged on it, frustrated, and turned back around only to see the ex-agent smirking at you.
“I didn’t expect to gain a new testing subject today, but you’ll do quite nicely,” he said.
A quick glance around told you that there were no gas masks left. Nothing to protect yourself. You couldn’t even cover your mouth with anything because your suit wasn’t made to stretch.
Knowing you didn’t have much time, you pressed down on your comms and said: “A gas is quickly filling up the room. I don’t know what it is. The guy’s going to try to escape, so be prepared to—” Your words died on your lips as you started to inhale the gas, overcome with wooziness.
You struggled to continue speaking, only making frustrated noises, and your vision blurred as the guy walked towards you. You didn’t know that he was holding a needle until it pricked your neck. Not long after, you felt your limbs grow heavy and you fell, smacking hard against the ground.
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When the members of the team heard your distress call over the comms, they quickly tracked your location and ran to meet you. Thankfully, they managed to stop him from escaping and taking you with him. But when they got back to the Quinjet, they knew that they had to alert the Avengers, which no-one wanted to do.
When Tony saw Coulson on his caller I.D, he assumed the man was calling him to boast about how well Y/N had done on the mission. Putting the phone to his ear, he was startled when he heard the disappointed words: “I’m so sorry.”
The billionaire stilled, his face instantly paling and altering Pepper and the Avengers that something was wrong. “What happened? Is Y/N okay?” He practically cried, gripping the phone tightly.
“Agent Stark inhaled an unknown gas during the mission. From what we know about it, the gas — and the needle Stark was pricked with — was a part of some experiment that the guy we were tracking down was conducting illegally. We don’t know too much about the experiment yet, but we know that it’s intention is to enhance its subjects somehow. We’re interrogating the guy right now,” Coulson explained, as calmly as he could.
Tony squeezed his eyes shut as he let the news pass over him, doing his best to prevent his voice from shaking. “Can I talk to Y/N?” He asked.
Coulson paused. “I’m afraid not . . . Y/N is unconscious. Has been ever since the incident. The team is en route to S.H.I.E.L.D’s medical wing now, though,” he said.
“I want Y/N transferred to the compound. We’ll have Dr. Cho — she’s the best,” Tony declared firmly.
Another slight pause, and then: “Of course, Tony.” With that, Coulson hung up, leaving Tony to reveal the news to his worried family.
It was safe to say that no one took it well, but Pepper and Peter especially were a wreck. Bruce took the initiative of informing Dr. Cho while the rest anxiously awaited your arrival. They tried to comfort each other the best they could, but with so little information on your condition, there was nothing much that they could say or believe.
When the elevator dinged and two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents rolled you out on a gurney, everyone cling to your side. Peter was especially shaken when he saw you unconscious. The agents didn’t let anyone come with, saying it was imperative that they get you to Dr. Cho now.
Although difficult, your family allowed you to be rolled away alone. For the next half-hour, everyone waited for any news. The majority of the group was seated on the couch, but it seemed that everyone paced around at least once. Tony demanded updates from F.R.I.D.A.Y., only to hear that you were “stable” which wasn’t enough to calm anyone’s nerves or satisfy anyone.
When Bruce finally emerged, the group nearly pounded on him. They were barely able to keep quiet enough for him to actually say anything.
“They don’t think it’s life-threatening, but it’s not good, either,” was what Bruce first said, pausing as he gauged their reactions before continuing. Once he deemed that no-one was going to have some sort of outburst, he continued. “The gas Y/N inhaled is . . . Changing them. From what Dr. Cho can tell and the information they got out of the A.I.M. guy, the gas and the needle modifies one’s DNA to give them enhancements . . . Superpowers, of some sort. The A.I.M. guy let it slip that this will be a slow and painful process for Y/N, though. It was meant to beat down the guy’s test subjects so that by the time their powers were developed and controlled, it would be easier for him to manipulate them into doing what he wanted. It seemed he hadn’t planned on doing this to Y/N, but took the opportunity when he realized he might be able them use it against us.”
This was a lot for everyone to take in. They all held some combination of immense concern and anger. The very thought you suffering was an enraging image, and they wanted nothing more than to be able to take away the pain.
“Is-is there anyway to stop the process before the powers develop?” Pepper asked, trembling slightly. Tony wrapped an arm around her.
Bruce frowned. “Dr. Cho is looking into it. Coulson said when they asked the guy that, he claimed it would just make things worse,” he said.
No-one liked the sound of that.
“Can we see Y/N?” Tony asked next.
Bruce nodded and led the group to the medical bay, where you were lying in a bed. A ton of wires were hooked up to you and a bandage was on your head from where you hit it when falling.
Tony, Pepper, and Peter immediately went to your side and the rest of the Avengers followed. No-one said much, just using the time and the silence to digest this change. Peter and Tony both held each of your hands and Pepper pet your hair. Not long passed before Rhodey and Happy, having received the news, quickly joined.
No-one moved, or wanted to move, until Dr. Cho came in. “Unfortunately, we don’t see a way to reverse the process. We’ll just have to let it play out and help and comfort Y/N the best we can,” she explained, knowing everyone wanted to hear it. “Y/N should wake up on their own. They’re not under any sedation or anything.”
Everyone nodded and turned their attention back to you. A couple hours passed and the only movement that occurred was when someone went to go on coffee and food runs, or they got any update from S.H.I.E.L.D. However, Peter broke the silence when he suddenly jerked back. “Ow!” He said, waving his hand. Meeting the other’s confused looks, he said: “Y/N shocked me.”
“That bad?” Sam asked, a little doubtful.
Peter nodded and glanced back to you, his eyes widening. “Woah, look,” he said. Everyone inched closer, only to see electricity sparking at your fingertips. Although reluctant, Tony and Pepper had to move away at risk of getting shocked.
Seeing the commotion, Dr. Cho shuffled over and began checking your vitals and monitors. “What’s going on? Does Y/N have electricity powers or something?” Bucky asked.
Although his second question hadn’t been serious, Dr. Cho turned around and said: “It seems like it.”
This shocked everyone, but when your eyes began to open, they seemed to snap back to normal. Already in a state of daze and confusion, you got nervous seeing the crowd. “What-what’s going on?” You mumbled, pulling at the wires, only for electrical sparks to fly and interfere with the wires, making you curl up in pain.
“Unhook the monitors!” Natasha cried, while Tony did his best to soothe you.
“You’re home, honey. The gas you inhaled is changing you and giving you, what looks like, electricity powers. But it’s all going to be okay, I promise,” he tried to explain.
This, combined with seeing the worried, confused, and nervous looks on your family’s faces, only freaked you out more. Electrical sparks flew out now, and the Avengers had to dodge being hit. You let out a small scream, trembling, and trying yet failing to control it.
“Get away from me! I’ll hurt you!” You yelled, panicked, hugging yourself and attempting to get as far back on the bed as you could manage.
“No, you won’t. You just need to take some deep breaths, Y/N,” Peter tried to comfort.
But that didn’t seem like it was possible. Any attempt to slow your breaths only made you feel like you couldn’t breathe. You were desperate to regain your regular breathing, and it came out in short gasps. Not only was electrical sparks going everywhere, but it was hurting you, and you were feeling dizzy. “I can’t. It hurts!” You said, trembling, and the next thing you knew — your eyes rolled back into your head and you fainted.
Everyone was relieved as the electrical sparks disappeared, but not happy that you were unconscious again. Tony reached forward and moved some hair out of your face, sighing.
“We need Y/N to calm down. I think we should bring them to their room and reduce who sees them at first — maybe only Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts, me, and Ms. Maximoff. She can help with Y/N’s powers,” Peter said, looking at the Avengers.
While the group all wanted to be with you, they understood that it was overwhelming. With a look at Dr. Cho, who said it would be okay as long as she could check on you, Tony said: “Good idea, kid.” He took it upon himself to gently lift you from your bed and carry you to your room, everyone following behind.
When they got to your room, Tony laid you down on your bed and Pepper tucked you in. Everyone sat around, trying to make the room as comfortable and calming as possible, until you started to stir. They all filed out, leaving behind your parents, Peter, and Wanda.
When you began to wake, the sparks began to fly, but Wanda quickly jumped in. “Hey, Y/N,” she said, smiling at you. You and Wanda were really close. She was like an older sister. “You’re in your room, with just me, your mom and dad, and Peter. We noticed that the electricity only seems to get uncomfortable when you’re upset, so we’re gonna try and help you. I know that this is all really sudden and scary and not what you expected or wanted. But, if anyone can tackle it, it’s you. Think you can take some deep breaths for me?”
You did your best to listen to Wanda’s words, although her powers - which was intent on relaxing you - certainly helped. Realizing you were in your bed and had the people you loved most around you, unwilling to leave and wanting to help, allowed you to feel less scared and take those deep breaths. It took a couple minutes, and Peter holding your hand, but the sparks began to lessen and lessen.
“I’m scared,” you whispered after a moment, tears in your eyes. You found yourself able to express some sadness without the sparks causing chaos, but it was draining your energy and causing pain.
“I know,” Wanda said, cupping your cheek comfortingly. “But you’ve got a whole team right behind you. We love you so, so much.”
“Yeah, we do,” Peter agreed, and your mom and dad nodded, causing you to smile. You squeezed your boyfriend’s hand. He squeezed back.
For the rest of the day, the Avengers visited you in pairs or trios, not wanting to overwhelm you with everyone again. You were disappointed about how your S.H.I.E.L.D. mission had gone, but having your dedicated family at your side helped. The sparks were no longer soaring, but when Coulson had said it would be a painful process, he was by no means exaggerating.
You hadn’t said anything, not wanting to worry anyone anymore, but it became apparent the next day. Everyone was now in the room and, after some slight stress (which Wanda and Peter helped with), the sparks calmed down. You were sick of lying in bed all day and wanted to stand up and walk around, but that proved to not go well.
The second you had risen to your feet — you were tumbling back down. Your knees hit the floor, and Peter barely managed to wrap his arms around you and prevent your head from hitting it, too. He gently pulled you against him as your head lolled against his chest, a wave of dizziness appearing.
“Are you alright?” Tony asked, him and Pepper kneeling down in front of you and Peter. The rest were close by, in case you needed anything.
The sparks came back, but this time just seemed to appear all over your body. You were concentrating hard to prevent them from escaping, and this in turn only exhausted and hurt you more. “Y-yeah,” you answered through grit teeth, but your whimper of pain betrayed you.
“I’ll get Dr. Cho,” Bruce offered, making a move for the door handle.
“No,” you forced out, although your voice was hardly strong. Enough to make Bruce pause, though. “It’s not — it’s my powers. It’s taking everything in me not to let this electricity out, and on top of that I think this whole process is taking a toll on me, like Coulson said it would.”
No-one liked hearing this. The group exchanged looks over your head, worried, and then Tony nodded at Peter, gesturing to your bed. Since your eyes were closed, Peter said, “I’m going to pick you up and put you back in bed, okay?”
When you nodded, Peter gently picked you up and laid down in bed. Your grip never left him, though, so he slid in beside you, in a cuddle. Peter and Pepper both fixed the blankets while you leaned your head against his shoulder.
Pepper and Tony sat beside you and the rest of the Avengers crowded around. Blinking your eyes open tiredly, you managed a small smile, your heart warming with your family surrounding you. Trying to get as comfortable as possible with the pain, you squirmed around and huffed lightly.
“Still hurts?” Natasha murmured, with the others watching over you in concern.
Your answer was an affirming hum, face tightly scrunched up in concentration. “I’m really trying to contain it,” you whispered, which broke everyone’s hearts. You looked exhausted and worn-out, but were still trying so hard.
Steve glanced over at everyone, frowning. “We can leave if you need to let it out,” he offered gently.
You shook your head. “No. I need to learn how to control it,” you insisted.
This had everyone more worried. “You don’t have to learn right now, hun,” Wanda said.
“I do. I can’t hurt anyone again,” you said, and then leaned forward, gasping, as a wave of pain from the electricity racked your body.
You were Tony Stark’s kid — stubbornness was in your DNA.
Peter bit his lip and rubbed your back, wanting to do anything he could to provide you with comfort. Pepper pet your hair until you leaned back, practically collapsing against your boyfriend. “Maybe a story will help distract—” Sam began, but you quickly cut him off.
“No! I can’t be distracted! I need to concentrate unless you want me to fry you!” You snapped, glaring at Sam. Everyone was surprised by your sudden outburst, but your frustration quickly dissolved into guilt and tears escaped your eyes. “I’m-I’m sorry Sam. I just can’t relax. All I can do is think about keeping the electricity in.”
You pulled your knees to your chest and Peter’s arms wrapped around you from behind. Eyes widening, Sam was quick to say: “Hey, hey, it’s alright, kid. No hard feelings.” He smiled.
“I can put you to sleep for a bit, if you’d like,” Wanda offered, also smiling.
You thought about this for a moment and then nodded. Wanda put her index fingers on her temples and, after a moment, your body relaxed and went limp. Peter gently pulled you so you were laying back against the pillow and everyone let out a collective sigh of relief. They all just watched you for a moment, glad that you were finally no longer in pain — even if only temporary.
After a couple minutes, Bruce piped up. “There has to be something we can do, Tony.”
Tony glanced over at the scientist and nodded, the wheels already turning in his head. “Can we build something that can absorb the electricity? A bracelet with an insulator like rubber or plastic that could be strong enough for Y/N to be able to let loose some of that electricity?” He pondered.
Bruce nodded, liking where the billionaire was going with this idea. “Let’s see,” he said, and then headed out the door, to their lab.
Tony was more hesitant leave Y/N, but Pepper and the others assured him that they’d be there. Smiling at his wife and then at sleeping Y/N, Tony allowed himself to trust that and followed Bruce.
You slept for most of the day with your family by your side. They only left if it was absolutely necessary. When you woke up still in pain, the Avengers took shifts. If it were up to them, they’d all be with you all the time. Unfortunately, duty called to the team and to Pepper. At any moment, though, at least one of them was always with you. Rubbing your back, keeping you updated with what was going on in the tower and with S.H.I.E.L.D, anything they could do or say that would provide even the littlest bit of comfort.
Two days later, when Fury wanted the Avengers to go out on a mission, they all ended up arguing with him and insisting that they needed to stay with you. Their love for you seemed to out-power the Director’s might. It took a lot of convincing, but Fury eventually backed down after talking to his best spies Clint and Natasha and when he saw you himself.
Later that afternoon, Bruce and Tony finally perfected the bracelets. They delivered it to you proudly, all the Avengers by their side. You gladly wore them and it helped lessen the pain some — although it did not go away entirely. Tony was adamant on going back to the lab and working on it himself, but you were able to put your father at ease. You know the pain would continue as long as your powers were still developing. Soon, your body would get used to it and you’d be in control.
Tony (and everyone else) still worried, of course, but they knew you were right. Sure enough, by the end of the week, you were up and walking around again. Your body had stopped fighting the new development and, after practicing and working with Wanda, you were able to control it with little difficulty. You surprised the group when they were in the living room, coming down the staircase with a large grin on your face.
“So . . . Does this mean I can become an Avenger now, too?” You asked.
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Peter: I'm going out!
Tony: Where?
Peter: I have a date
Tony: Then why are you wearing your Spiderman getup?
Peter: ...
Tony: ...you're going out with Wade
Peter, nodding: I'm going out with Wade
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animefreakkk21-blog · 10 days
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Saving BikerBucky Barnes x Reader
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Warning: Abuse, violence, forced relationship, obsession, rude behavior, age gap, don’t worry she’s legal!
Summery: In a small town where everyone knows everybody,The leader of the biker Gang Bucky Barnes takes a certain interest in you.
The music pounded as you’re heels click on the floor carrying a tray of drinks to the booth, You were a cocktail waitress at a strip club, You have worked here for three years now, The dress code you still couldn’t stand, but you made big money working here so it was tolerable, 
The outfit was tight black shorts where your ass almost spilled out, fishnet tights, a tight white button up blouse where your tits almost spilled out and black high heels, 
It was very revealing and uncomfortable not your style outside of work, but it payed the bills, after your mother died when you were 10 and your dad being the drunk that he was, you had to grow up faster than most kids, 
Taking responsibility for the house and expenses you got your first job when you were fifteen, at a small mom and pop store, a year later after the store closed down you were having a hard time finding another job you were desperate that’s when Thor the strip club owner offered you a job after hearing you plea with the small diner owner for a job, he over heard the conversation and offered you work, 
He is a awesome boss, and always gave you extra hours when you asked even last minute when you didn’t feel like going home to your drunk father. 
“Y/N!” You hear Peter the bartender yell over the music, 
“Yes?” You asked 
“Table three.” He says nodding towards the bunch of bikers, 
You nodded walking towards them, 
“Can I get you boys anything?” You asked 
“Just six beers.” Bucky says 
You nod, of course you knew him everyone did, he had a reputation but you were not scared of him, you had other fears, Your drunk of a father is what scared you, he would get drunk off his ass and would take all his anger out on you when you would get home, no sooner were you in the door you would get the shit beat out of you. 
You shake your head grabbing the beers and taking them to the table setting each beer down in front of each biker, 
“Thanks doll.” Bucky says 
You nod looking down at your watch, knowing you can’t prolong going home any longer if you kill another hour Thor is bound to drag you home himself, 
You make your way to the back room to get changed, in a pair of dark jeans, a white tank and a jean jacket, a pair of flats, You sigh closing your locker, grabbing your bag and walking out, milling your way past the crowd of people exiting the club and crossing the parking lot to your beat up 1994 blue beetle, It was your baby, you scrumped and saved for her, but some days you wish you would have gotten a new car because of all the repairs she needs all the time, 
You unlock the car, Just as you hear a crowd of people leaving the club seeing the bikers, You get in your car starting her up and making your way home hoping he’s asleep and not out somewhere causing problems. 
Bucky knew from the  moment he saw you he wanted you he wanted to know you, when your green eyes met his, He was absolutely fascinated by you, and god the way your tits almost fell out of your uniform didn’t help his desire for you, He followed you with his gang watching you get in your car and drive off, 
“She is a cute little thing isn’t she?” Sam says Bucky glares at him, yeah you were small if it wasn’t for the heels they made you look a little taller, but in Bucky’s mind you were already his girl,
You arrived home to find the house empty, a note on the fridge ‘Gone to Ikki’s don’t wait up’ 
Ikki’s was a small watering hole your father liked to frequent You looked at the clock it was already one in the morning, you sat in the chair as the clock approached two, 
Sure your father beat the snot out of you but you worried about other people in his wake especially if he would drive drunk, 
You got in your care driving to the small bar, as you parked the car you noticed all the motorcycles knowing there was gonna be bikers here too. 
You sighed slamming the car door, you really didn’t have the energy or patience for this you were tired and just wanted to sleep, You walk into the bar noticing all the bikers each of them eyeing you knowing you were out of place, your eyes scanning the room finding your father at the end of the bar.
He was drunk, swaying at the bar, you walked over to him whispering in his ear, 
“Come on dad I think you had enough.” You whisper 
“No I haven’t who are you to tell me I’ve had enough.” He slurred as he stood, 
You could feel eyes on you, 
“Yes you have let me drive you home.” You say placing your hand on his shoulder 
“Don’t fucking touch me!” He slurred as he shoved you, You barley moved since he was so drunk he lacked the strength 
“Dad come on I don’t have time for this.” you sighed placing a hand on his shoulder and that quick he backhanded you, 
“I told you not to fucking touch me.” He slurred he hit you so hard that you landed on the ground, that fast half of the bikers were on him.
“Get him the hell out of here.” You hear a familiar voice, 
“Are you okay doll?” You hear you look up to see Bucky holding out a hand for you, 
You nod taking his hand as he smiles down at you.
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morgangalaxy43 · 2 months
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I love the idea of Steve and Bucky cursing but using old 30s and 40s slang to confuse everyone else in the Tower and mostly doing to playfully annoy Sam and Natasha
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firegal19 · 1 year
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Avengers group chat
Steve: Ok team. Who put the dirty plate in the sink?
Tony: Wasn’t me
Y/n: We know that. We haven’t seen you eat or drink anything since a week ago
Tony: Steve, Y/n’s being mean
Steve: Y/n
Y/n: I’m not apologizing. I didn’t put the plate in the sink
Pietro: Sorry Cap. It was me.
Steve: Thanks for owning up Pietro. Please don’t do it again
Pietro: Got it
Peter: Guys, sorry I’m late but look at the TikTok I just saw!
Peter: *sends an LGBTQIA+ TikTok*
Tony: Underroos, this group chat isn’t for TikToks. Unless it has something to do with a mission, don’t post it here. Got it?
Peter: Yes Mister Stark 😢
Bucky: Don’t worry kid. Y/n, Kate, Yelena, and I have a group chat dedicated to LGBTQIA+ TikToks
Kate: Yeah! I’ll invite you now!
Y/n: Us LGBTQIA+ have to stick together
Peter: Aw, thanks guys 🥺
Pietro: Aw, I want an invite
Y/n: This is for the aces, bis, gays, etc. So back off
Yelena: Yes do that Speedy, or I’ll cut off your legs
Pietro: You guys are mean
Steve: Ok, meeting done
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anika-ann · 6 months
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"7 minutes in..." - sneak peek
...this is probably only a temporary title. Yeah, I can't believe I signed up for this, but here we are 😂
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader WC: 290 Warnings: none so far, not in this peek anyway 🤭 ...mention of claustrophobia?
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“Hm… I think we should play,” Natasha said, earning at least five shocked stares, including yours.
“What?!”
“We should definitely not,” Steve protested, leaning forward with a very displeased frown, his eyes as if burning as he glared murderously at Natasha for entertaining the trickster’s whim.
“I mean… why not, after all? Two people in a closet, in cramped space? What is not to enjoy?” Bucky added, clearly changing his mind about going to bed. He was next at the receiving end of Steve’s disapproval.
“Ask a claustrophobic, I’m sure they’d come up with a reason or two,” you hummed, earning a sardonic ha ha from the dark-haired supersoldier.
“I mean… who knows. Could be magical,” Tony wiggles eyebrows.
“Are we back to 13 going to 30?”
Wanda, Pepper, Maria and Sam said NO with impressive coordination.
“I must say I am intrigued as I cannot quite see the appeal. It would be an enriching experience for me to understand. What is the worst that can happen?” Vision questioned.
“You did not just ask that,” Sam complained.
“Please tell me it’s just a closet and not some sort of a portal to Narnia?” Pepper chimed in again, Loki’s smile surprisingly pleasant as he turned to her.
“It is simply a closet, my dear Lady Potts.”
“I don’t know you guys, it still sounds like a pretty bad idea,” you chuckled nervously as you felt the air shift towards agreement to participate in this ridiculous game.
“Seconded,” Steve grunted by your side.
“Too bad, I’m getting an empty bottle,” Tony blurted out as he jumped to his feet and reached for the nearest bottle indeed.
It was the perfect opportunity to walk away; it was the last chance to get out.
You didn’t.
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And I'm glad she didn't 😏😏 now with moodboard 💕
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littleredwolf · 11 months
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Worth the Wait
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Words: 2,204
Summary:  Bucky has been avoiding you since the two of you nearly kissed a few weeks ago. When you both attend a Stark-hosted BBQ, he has no choice but to explain himself and make amends.
Warnings: None, I don’t think? Maybe some reader insecurities and self-doubt, but otherwise we’re all good. 
A/N: This one got away from me a little bit but I just love the idea of the Avengers family having a get together and enjoying themselves. In my head this is set post Endgame (with major canon changes, obviously!), but I guess it could take place whenever you want depending on which Bucky is your favourite (though, let’s be honest, that’s all of them!). 
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"Damn girl, look at you!" Sam marvelled as you opened the door to greet him. "What a masterpiece!" 
You'd opted for a more casual look for the BBQ the Starks were hosting, nothing special, but Sam was never short of a compliment and they were always appreciated.  
You smiled sheepishly and bowed your head in modest thanks, locking the door and following him down the path to his truck. 
"You should take a look at yourself," you countered with a playful wink, getting into the passenger seat and buckling up. 
– – – – – – 
You arrived at the Stark cabin a short while later, stopping on the way to pick up Peter. As much as you loved the kid, you were grateful that the journey, and his relentless chatter, had come to an end. 
You spotted Clint and Scott’s cars as you stepped out of Sam’s truck and were pleased that some of your friends were already here. However, as your eyes fell upon Steve’s Audi and the bike sitting beside it your excitement was quickly replaced with anxiety; in your hurry to get ready on time you’d forgotten that Bucky would also be coming.  
Sam noticed the falter in your steps and followed your gaze, smiling knowingly once he'd done the maths.
“Relax, cher, you’re among friends, what’s the worst that can happen?” he mused, playfully nudging your arm as the two of you followed Peter and the sound of chitchat around the side of the house.
Your eyes instinctively sought out the super soldier as you rounded the corner, your heart dropping into your stomach as you spotted him on the deck, beer in hand as he chatted to Steve and Clint. 
“Ooh, new arrivals!” Tony’s voice tore you from your momentary stupor as your host stepped outside, drawing everyone's attention. You ignored the warmth in your cheeks as you felt Bucky’s everyone’s eyes on you and instead threw yourself at a surprised Tony. 
“I'm glad to see you too, Y/N,” he chuckled, giving you a squeeze. “I'm guessing by how violently you're gripping me there have been no developments on the situation?" He murmured subtly, and you shook your head. 
"There isn't even a situation to speak of," you replied in a hushed tone, hoping the super soldier's advanced hearing couldn't pick up your conversation. "We almost kissed, he's been ghosting me since. That's all there is to it." 
Tony gave you a sympathetic smile as he pulled away and put his hands on your shoulders, holding you at arm's length. 
"Give him time honey," he reassured, and you shrugged in response. 
Just then, Morgan came bounding outside, stopping momentarily to look around before her eyes fell on you, squealing excitedly as she hurried down the steps and bolted over, wrapping her small arms around your waist. 
"Hey Morgie!" You cooed, scooping her up and resting her on your hip. "How's my favourite Stark?" 
"I resent that!" Tony griped, and you swatted him away with a laugh before turning your attention to his daughter. 
You listened intently, hanging onto every word as she excitedly filled you in on everything you’d missed since your last visit - what she’d been up to at school, gossip she’d picked up from the playground, her science project she was working on with her Dad (which earned Tony a raised eyebrow since you knew how his 'projects' often ended up). You loved watching her talk - the spark in her eyes as she gestured animatedly reminded you so much of her Dad. You’d never admit it to him for fear of stroking his already bulging ego, but it was actually pretty cute how alike they were. 
Once she was done with her stories Morgan went running off after Nate, who’d made his way over to you both during your conversation and ‘tagged’ her in the game he was playing with the other Barton children. You laughed as you watched the older kids skitter across the grass trying to get away from the tiny 5 year old, and turned your attention to the adults occupying the deck. 
"You got this sweetheart," Tony comforted from beside you, sensing your unease. "You've dealt with murderous space aliens, I'm sure you can handle a brooding super soldier."
You laughed humorlessly. "I'm not so sure about that - at least the aliens let me know where I stand." 
Tony chuckled with a shake of his head, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. 
"Get on over there and show him what he's missing," he ordered, giving you a gentle nudge. "He'll soon regret leaving you on 'read'." 
"Look at you using the kids' lingo," you remarked with a grin. "Apparently you can teach an old dog new tricks!"
"Less of the old or I'll find a way to embarrass you," Tony warned as he waggled his finger at you, but you only laughed in response. 
"Quit stalling and get over there, I gotta go help Pepper in the kitchen but make yourself at home!" 
And with that he was gone, leaving you standing alone. The palms of your hands turned clammy, your stomach churned, and your heart began racing a thousand miles a minute as you approached the deck. 
It was ridiculous really, you were acting like a teenager with a crush. This was Bucky, for crying out loud. The same Bucky who'd accompanied you on countless missions, who'd fought alongside you during the battle with Thanos, who'd seen you at your absolute worst. The same Bucky you'd swapped stories with, shared your hopes and dreams with, and confessed your deepest worries and darkest fears to in the middle of the night when neither of you could sleep.
The same Bucky who, since the two of you had almost kissed a month ago, had been avoiding you like the plague. 
You’d been hanging out in the lounge, laughing and poking fun at his dreadful video game skills, then suddenly you were staring at each other's lips, slowly drawing closer. You were sure you were going to kiss, you'd wanted to kiss him, but then he'd pulled away as though he'd been struck by lightning, excused himself and had been avoiding you at every available opportunity since. 
You hadn't stopped replaying the scene in your head over the last few weeks, analysing every detail and wondering if perhaps you'd misread the situation and imagined the chemistry. It was easy to dismiss before, but now you were in Bucky's presence again, that feeling of rejection returned. 
"There she is!" Clint cheered as you reached them, shifting along the bench and making room for you to sit beside him. "I was beginning to think you were avoiding me," he pouted and you couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous look on his face. 
"As if you'd let me," you snickered, grateful for the distraction as you grabbed a beer from the cooler nearby. You opened it and took a giant swig, relishing the cold liquid soothing your increasingly dry throat. You greeted Steve and, once you'd had a moment to gather your courage, you finally chanced a look in Bucky's direction. 
You regretted it instantly. 
His icy blue eyes were already fixed on you, watching you intently as he nursed his own drink. Your heartbeat quickened and you hoped - rather fruitlessly - that he couldn’t hear it. 
"Hi James," you mumbled, averting your gaze. Somehow using his nickname didn’t seem appropriate since it was reserved for use by his friends, and right now you weren’t sure what the two of you were. He furrowed his brow at the sound of his formal name coming from your mouth, but quickly schooled his features before anybody noticed. 
The party was soon in full swing, as more guests arrived and Tony fired up the BBQ. The food was delicious, the drinks were flowing, and you were enjoying spending time with your friends outside of missions and a strict regime. You were like one big family, and you smiled in contentment as you glanced around at everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. 
Everyone except Bucky, of course, who hadn't cracked a smile once since you'd been here (not that you were keeping track or anything). 
°°°
"What's going on in that cyborg brain of yours?" Sam asked as he joined Bucky on the deck and handed him another beer. 
Bucky didn't answer, but it wasn't hard for Sam to guess his thoughts when he followed his friend's line of sight and saw you. 
"She really cares about you, you know," he remarked. 
"She really shouldn't," Bucky scoffed, taking a swig of his beer. 
"And why's that?" 
Bucky threw him an incredulous look. 
"Look at me, Sam. I'm a mess! Who in their right mind would want someone like me?" 
"Y/N, apparently," 
"I'm serious. What if I fuck this up and she ends up hating me? What if she finally sees me for the monster I really am!?" 
"You really believe she's gonna think that? She knows you, man, and she knows your past. Unless you do something really bad like cheat, she won't be going anywhere,"
Bucky tensed his jaw as he considered Sam's words and fought the internal battle he'd been waging since he and Y/N had nearly kissed. 
He'd wanted to kiss her so badly, but something inside of him snapped and he couldn't bring himself to do it. There was so much at risk, their friendship, her feelings - hurting people was a speciality of his and he knew that if he let her in it would only be a matter of time before he hurt her, too. 
"How long are you gonna keep punishing yourself for your past, dude?" Sam asked, and he put a reassuring hand on Bucky's shoulder. "If anyone deserves happiness, it's you. Don't let it pass you by just because you believe that's what you deserve." 
He gave Bucky's shoulder a squeeze before getting up and rejoining the others.  
Bucky sat in quiet contemplation, thinking carefully about what Sam had said. He was loath to admit it, but the guy had a point, and in the end it helped Bucky make his decision. Downing the last of his beer for courage, he got to his feet and marched towards you before he had the chance to chicken out. 
°°°
You'd been talking to Wanda when her attention shifted onto something, or rather someone, behind you, and she smiled knowingly before walking away. You hadn't expected to see Bucky when you turned around. 
"I know I've been an idiot," he blurted, before you could even speak. "And I'm sorry for ignoring you all this time - it's no excuse, but I got in my own head and assumed it was better for you if I stayed away." 
"Isn't it my choice to determine what's best for me?" You quipped as you folded your arms across your chest. 
"Of course it is, and I'm sorry I made that decision for you…it's just…I like you, a lot, but it's been so long since I've felt this way and I got scared that I'd mess everything up."
Of all the outcomes you'd conjured up as to why he'd stayed away, you'd never once considered that it might have been because he was scared. Your heart broke for Bucky as you realised just how difficult opening up to someone must be after everything he'd been through - there was no way you could stay mad at him after that confession. Besides, even if you'd wanted to, his puppy dog eyes made it impossible. 
"You went about this the completely wrong way," you reprimanded, raising a disapproving eyebrow. You'd already forgiven him, but you were going to make him sweat a little before you told him that. 
"I know, doll, and I can't apologise enough."
"But I hope you've learned from this," you continued, uncrossing your arms to close the space between you and hold his hands. Hope ignited in his eyes as your expression softened and you couldn't resist a coy smile. 
"Oh, I definitely have," he breathed, not daring to look away or let go of your hands in fear he'd lose you forever. 
"Because it just so happens that I like you a lot, too," you finished, biting your lip as your nerves got the better of you. 
At the sound of your confession, Bucky Barnes - former Winter Soldier and well-renowned hard ass - blushed. 
"You'll finish me off saying things like that, doll," he mused.
There was no longer any doubt that he could hear your heartbeat - it was pounding so fast at this point that you were sure it was going to burst out of your chest.  
"Do you think maybe we could try this again?" He tentatively asked, removing his hands from yours so that he could cup your face.
"As long as you don't run away this time," you teased, grabbing the lapels of his leather jacket and pulling him ever closer. 
"I wouldn't dream of it, sugar," he murmured, closing the remaining distance between you and pressing his lips to yours. 
It was a month late, but it was well worth the wait.
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spidergrotto · 4 months
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steve INSISTS on creating a discord server for the avengers by himself, he spends a good month figuring it all out with the help of bucky, adding announcements, rules, and bots so it looks ‘cool’
it ends up being used for everything but work, bucky and sam argue on three different chats all day while peter randomly pops in with a reference. tony is never online until he is and pepper is the only moderator asides from steve.
nat only replies to peter and sometimes makes fun of clint but otherwise doesn’t use it, bruce only ever uses it at night, him and peter usually start discussing his dna and make up really random theories ( tony shows up if he’s awake )
wanda and vision only use the general chat and send serious questions ( steve is grateful. ) that is until wanda starts getting into conspiracy theories and suddenly everyone’s arguing about a flat earth and the illumanti
peter randomly tags bucky to see if he knows a reference or a meme.
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kanellebullar · 2 years
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brnesblogposts · 22 days
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Moon boys when you’re on your period!
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pairing(s) gn!reader x steven grant, gn!reader x marc spector
warnings just fluff and comfort. mentions of everything a period entails.
a/n i didn’t write for Jake purely because i don’t know spanish and it’s 2am, this took a lot longer than i thought it would and it would take even more time to translate words into spanish to write his pov, BUT if you do want me to do a jake pov let me know and i will! when you know- it’s not the middle of the night :)
Steven
Steven was awoken by you stirring in your sleep, he leaned over to check the time on his phone, 4:14am. He didn’t want to wake you, knowing full well someone shaking you awake when you’re having a nightmare is not a pleasant experience nor does it make it any less scary.
He decided to take a gentle approach, without touching you he just started saying your name in a gentle tone.
Y/n”
“Y/n wake up love, it’s me, steven.” He saw your eyes stirring and continued to softly speak. “Love, you’re okay, you’re safe” Your eyes fluttered open “Steven?” He gently caressed your arm “I think you were having a nightmare” You looked perplexed, as if you didn’t recall a nightmare. “I don’t think I- OW, UGH” You started wincing all of a sudden, Steven’s eyebrow raised “Y/N? What’s wrong?!” A trace of concern in his voice.
“CRAMPS” You screeched out while balling yourself into a fetal position and taking deep breathes, “I must of been stirring because o- of my cramps” You were squeezing your eyes shut in sheer pain. “I’ll get your water bottle!” Steven rushed to get to the kitchen, but before he swiftly got out of bed he made sure to give you a kiss on your temple. He kept looking back at you while he waited for the kettle to boil, making sure you were okay despite the tremendous pain he knew you were in. Steven wished he could take it away, he’d rather have cramps then see you like this.
Steven quickly filled the bottle, wrapped a tea towel around it and made sure to grab two painkillers and some water on his way back. “Here you go, my darling” He spoke with the upmost sympathy as he placed the water bottle on your abdomen. “Thank you, my perfect boy” You replied and watched a tint of red takeover his face. “Sit up a bit for me, yeah?” You obliged and sat up as best you could while not inducing anymore pain, Steven handed you the tablets and you plopped them in your mouth. He held the glass up to your lips for you as you downed them then ever so gently pressed a loving and soft kiss that said “I’ve got you”.
Steven climbed back into bed and rubbed your back for about 45 minutes as you both waited for the meds and heat pack to kick in, and for the pain to subside. He heard your deep breathes turn into content sighs and took that as a sign that the pain was gone or at least mostly to a point where it was bearable. He wrapped his arm around you and pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade, “I love you my darling, Y/n” And with that, he too drifted off into a peaceful sleep, still of course keeping an ear out for you, his person.
Marc
Marc was out getting a few food bits in, he’d left you on the sofa where you were reading a book. He wasn’t out ten minutes before he received s text. Can you buy me some pads pls? Off he went to the sanitary towel isle, little did he know just how many options there were. Between all the different brands, sizes, wings or no wings, he was out of his depth.
Which kind do you need, baby? He sent back to you, and within a few seconds you responded with a brand name and size, making his job a whole lot easier. He decided to cut his shopping trip short knowing you’d need these ASAP.
Marc arrived home and walked in to see you that you were nowhere to be seen, “IN HERE!” He followed the sound of your voice to find you in the bathroom. He handed off the pads and decided to surprise you, while you cleaned yourself up in which he had noticed you decided to go for a shower. Marc made you a hot water bottle, a cup of tea and was currently making you a plate of your favourite treats. He set them on a tray on the bed just as you stepped out the bathroom.
“Baby, how are you feeling?” His eyes showed how deeply he meant that, wanting to do everything he could to make you feel comfortable. “My cramps aren’t too bad yet, I have a little headache coming on and am craving sugar.” He could tell you were trying to downplay it, not wanting him to be too worried about you, he could see through you though.
“Oh Marc this is perfect!” You said as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him, “I was just about to say I feel like today is a bed day” You smiled, his favourite smile. He helped you settle into the bed, making sure your pillows were fluffed to your liking and set the tray over your lap and the water bottle on your abdomen. As he went to sit on the sofa you called after him “Baby? Can you stay with me? I just want to be with you” He didn’t hesitate a second and was next to you, feeding you grapes quite literally.
After a few minutes he noticed you tearing up “Marc, my sweet, perfect, most handsome boyfriend. What did I do to deserve you?” By this point tears started streaming down your cheeks. “You’re just so perfect, always making sure I feel loved and seen, listening to me ramble about things I know you don’t care about or when I come home from work and I’m in a bad mood you give me my space and don’t question it if I snap at you. I really don’t deserve you” You were in hysterics. Marc looked at you, upset that you’d ever question if you deserved him. Of course you did, you were the most amazing person he’d ever met, the most accepting, loving, caring person. You made sure him and his alters felt safe and if he was having a nightmare you were there to pull him out of it and calm him down.
He kissed your tear stained cheeks, no words spoken but the actions spoke louder, telling you that you did deserve him. Nothing was going to change that. He wrapped his arms around you and you tucked your head into his neck, after a couple minutes you’d seemed to calm down but he still held you, not letting go. Not until you wanted him to. Another 10 minutes passed and you still hadn’t peeled away, and that’s when he noticed you were asleep. Your eyelashes resting softly and your mouth parted. He kissed the top of your head and held you and never let go.
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ungrateful-sneeze · 2 months
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Peter and Harley filming a Tony Stark interns vlog:
Harley: I think I need to include some backstory so people know how I got the internship. Tony you can play my father
Tony: I don’t want to be your father
Harley: perfect, you already know your lines
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ynscrazylife · 1 year
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could you write any fanfics or headcannons about the avengers doing family stuff? like going shopping altogether? with a the reader being the daughter of tony stark and something like y/n!stark x peter parker? just fluff
Domestic Avengers Would Include . . .
It would be difficult to get all the Avengers to go shopping at once but where there’s a will, there’s a way
The hardest to convince would probably be Natasha and Bucky but they love you, so they’d join you anyway
You and Wanda would take forever in the changing rooms (forcing Peter and Vision to hold all your stuff)
Thor would go straight for the food court, marveling at all the Midgardian food
Tony would probably go to any of the tech or expensive stores
Nat would browse and window shop with Steve and Bruce
Sam and Bucky would get into some fight and would nearly be kicked out
By the time you get to the court room, Thor would have all different kinds of food and candies
(Peter has to literally drag you away from the candy at a certain point)
I think this just goes to show that if you give them the chance, the Avengers are really a family and can be domestic
They all look after each other, but especially of you and Peter
Natasha, Wanda, and Carol are like older sisters/aunts, Steve, Bruce, Thor, Vision, and Clint are like uncles, and Sam and Bucky are like older brothers
Wanda always cooks. She and Pepper would teach you how to cook
The team all fight over Wanda’s cooking
At first, Steve tried to teach you how to drive
It did not work out
Next, Nat tried to teach you
(You nearly crashed into someone that day)
Finally, Bruce taught. He’s pretty chill so it worked out
The Avengers would also help you with homework. Nat has experience with helping Clint’s kids after-all
You go down to the lab to get Tony, Bruce, and Peter’s help for math
Steve and Bucky for history
Steve would def help with art (hc he’s an artist)
Carol would help with any space related classes like Astronomy
Vision would check your grammar and punctuation and spelling (he’d edit your essays)
GOING PROM SHOPPING WITH THE AVENGERS IS CHAOTIC
they all insist on seeing yours and Peter’s outfits and everyone has an opinion
(Your wedding day will be so much worse)
Wanda almost buries you with the amount of outfits she picks out
And they get so many freaking pictures
It’s a little insane how many pictures they insist on taking
“We need one of Peter opening the door.” “We need one of Y/N coming down the stairs.” “Clint, you’re in the background, move!”
They send you off in a limo paid by Tony
You and Peter have such a sweet and fun night
They’d also definitely go to your graduation
Tony pulled some strings to get all the Avengers tickets but finding seats next to each other was a challenge
They clap and cheer the loudest
And take you out for the best ice cream
Okay okay but . . . Movie nights
Sam insists on popcorn from the movies, forcing Steve to go out and get a million bags of popcorn
Everyone takes turns choosing movies
(That backfires when Bruce chooses a nature documentary and everyone revolts)
BLANKET FORTS
SLEEPOVERS IN THE LIVING ROOM
(Which you have to force everyone to do)
Going out on the roof and Star gazing
Which means you had to force Tony and Bruce to build you a telescope
It’s worth it though
The Avengers just being the best, most supportive family you could ask for
THERES SO MUCH LOVE THERE
❤️❤️❤️
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