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onlydeas · 1 year

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someone requested to do heimdall as a dad i accidentally deleted the draft :| sadly

but here i go againnn i hope you all enjoy :)

Heimdall as a dad headcanons!

No one could believe you married the biggest jerk there is, Heimdall. Everyone would approach you and ask what you saw in him, yet behind closed doors, Heimdall is a wonderful husband to you. when you found out you were pregnant with his child you couldn't wait to tell him

Heimdall was hallucinating, he knew you were pregnant before you told him, so when you eventually told him, he pretended to be surprised, but later told you he already knew. of course how wouldn't he know your husband can read your mind anytime after all that courage you put to tell him

He wants to do everything for you, which you appreciate, but you don't want to feel helpless. You could be on the other side of Asgard, ready to pick up something, and all of a sudden he's right there picking it up, scolding you for not calling him. he then gives you a lecture on why its "unsafe" for you to do anything

If you thought he was protective then, think again. He doesn't even want you out of his sight anymore; he needs you right next to him. He can see everything, but it would make him feel better if you were right next to him. When he spotted Sif near you, he went insane. What was she doing with you? Sif has been quite helpful, as has Thor surprisingly. You sometimes get the feeling that they are attempting to make up for what they did to Modi and Magni. but you don't say anything its none of your buisness anyways you are just happy for once they don't seem like they are angry at the world.

This has nothing to do with Heimdall a bit, but most of the time, Sif loves to follow you everywhere. This can be a little unsettling since you never know if she's upset or not, but she's really waiting for you to ask for her support. She just enjoys helping you; after all, she is the goddess of family too, and she has been unable to leave you alone since learning of your pregnancy. When she makes eye contact with you and begins walking towards you, your heart sinks, hoping she isn't upset, but she only checks to see whether you've ate properly today and drank water since she always says you are now eating for two.

heimdall hates sif being around you everyday because he's meant to be around you he's YOUR husband, Sif constantly pushes him away, claiming that "all-father put him on patrol today". This always makes Heimdall furious. he always says "she acts as if shes your wife!" poor heimdall

He talks to your big belly all the time, telling it about his day and how excited he is to meet the baby he really likes telling it stories about his adventures and protecting Asgard. You think this is so sweet, and he loves to kiss and rub your stomach. He is absolutely so in love with the fact that you are carrying his child.

Heimdall has issues with everyone, including the baby. as much as he loves the baby you're carrying he loves you even more he'd go to war for you so when the baby kicks excessively and you wake up in the middle of the night groaning, he lectures the baby, "You can't keep hurting mommy. She needs her sleep."

When the time came for you to give birth, Heimdall was more anxious and afraid than you were because he wanted things to go perfectly for the delivery of both you and his child. He was perfect. Your son was perfect. You may say that he resembles Heimdall, heimdall was so happy that he kissed your forehead and praised you on how well you did during the birth of your son. "you did amazing sunshine"

Heimdall laid by your side cuddling the baby and leaned in to kiss you as you slept. He was overjoyed to have his own small family like Thor.

He had Heimdall's beautiful glowing eyes and most of his features, and as the baby grew and grew into a toddler, you would think it was adorable that your son was at least attempting to understand some words and make out words. When people saw him walking by, they would say, "Yes, that's heimdalls and y/n’s child."

as heimdall would live and die for you and loves you with every blood cell in his body your son loves you with every drop of water in the ocean heimdall cant say he has the best relationship with his son because they both argue about who you love the most “mommy loves me the most !!” heimdall slowly turns around to look at his son and bends down “well guess what your mommy and i got married and we had you because of the love we have for each other” you finally stepped in after watching them argue for an hour straight “heimdall please i love you both a lot” they both stared into your eyes as if they were reading your mind because they were and looked back at each other and ran to see who would hug you first

as much as heimdall and s/n would argue s/n would carry a stick around claiming it was his sword and would “train” with thrúd when she was valkyrie training. even after s/n was born sif is still always there to help you when you need she would joke that she has a husband and a wife (you) since shes with you most of the time. again this makes heimdall jealous

THE SAME ATTITUDE as his father: no one can tell him anything because he will talk back and he won't regret it. Of course, s/n wouldn't say anything to you because he loves you beyond infinty, but when he gets into trouble and Heimdall tells him something, he will just respond in the same way as his heimdall does son like father.

s/n is the reason you wake up every morning seriously he wakes you up by asking for help with getting dressed and asking if he can help with breakfast. he really copied and pasted his father's appearance and just is always prepared for everything, just like Heimdall.

You sit down every morning to watch your son and husband either argue about who loves you more or heimdall teaching s/n something new. Your son is extremely intelligent, exactly like his father. sometimes when heimdall and s/n dont agree with something someone is doing they both have the same disappointed stare and stance you find this really funny because they’re just standing next to each other judging. heimdall is way taller then s/n of course his little mini him

Dinner is usually wonderful. The conversations you all have are so sweet. You truly love your family so much. You are your sons favorite person in the entire world. Heimdall is aware of this, but he is not angry since he also considers you to be his favorite person. They both look at you with such love in their eyes. "I love mommy so much !!" heimdall looks into your eyes and smiles "I love mommy too"

If you notice something crawling onto the bed between you and Heimdall while you are both asleep, what might it be? Of course, s/n, he just lays between you two, removing his father's face from your neck so that s/n can cuddle you instead of him.

There is nothing more in the world that Heimdall loves more than his family, you're so glad that you married him. He protects you and s/n as if his life depended on it and it does and he always swears that if something happened to you or s/n, he'd lose it.

When s/n found out he was going to be a big brother, there were mixed emotions because he was no longer going to be the baby. Of course, you smiled and reminded him that you would always love him no matter what. Heimdall was overjoyed that a new child was on the way. He wants to start a big family with you and he can't get enough of the happiness he has each morning when he watches you and s/n talking and getting ready for the day.

As your belly grew larger and larger each day, Heimdall showed s/n how to touch your belly without hurting you. he told s/n that the baby can hear him from the inside, of course s/n asked him if he would talk to him when he was inside your belly and you said "all the time there wasn't a day where he didn't speak to you"

At first, s/n wasn't too happy about having a sibling, but now he frequently talks about how he and your husband and the baby will go on adventures together and how he's going to teach his little sibling things. Every morning, s/n would run up to you and kiss your belly and ask when the baby was coming.

When you gave birth to your daughter instead of heimdall being worried and nervous about the birth of his child it was s/n he couldn't stop asking you if you were going to be okay, Heimdall and s/n would spend the daytimes sleeping next to each other since they were so exhausted from staying up all night to care for the baby while you rested.

You are the star of the show since you are what creates the family; Heimdall knows this and has so much respect and love only for you. heimdall and s/n would introduce the new family member to Asgard even though your husband didn't like this and this was s/n idea heimdall did it for his son, they were overjoyed that their family was growing.

Overall, Heimdall is a wonderful husband and father to his children. There isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't put you all first. Everyone knows that heimdall loves you and his children with all of his soul and wants the best for you all. He isn't overly strict with his children; instead, he just wants them to be happy and for you to be happy. However, if they do something wrong, of course, he will lecture them you are happy, hes happy and the children are happy.

i hope you guys enjoyed this !! please let me know in the requests if you want more of anything :)

have an amazing day loves !!

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netbug009 · 1 year

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Okay now that I've slept on it I have more thoughts on Guardians 3 (Spoilers, obvs)

THEY SCARED US ABOUT ROCKET SO MANY TIMES SERIOUSLY SCREW YOU GUNN /pos

Nebula having her most emotional moment be when Rocket was alive and well. Those two bonded so much during The Snap and I both never want anything clarified and want a whole D+ series about them.

3. I am so glad I avoided any and all preview clips and apparently so did many of the people watching with me because I'm not sure how to describe the SOUND people made at Quill dropping the first f-bomb in the MCU. Amazing.

4. Speaking of that, can't wait for a bunch of Christian media outlets to spend their words raging about that and not noticing that this was, blatantly, the most theistic film in the MCU to date. That sure was a thing.

5. Headcanon: Rocket used the parts/tech from Bucky's arm to make Nebula's upgraded arm.

6. The Christmas special started to sow the seeds of this, but GOTG3 cements Mantis as my favorite human Guardian, which I can't believe I'm saying when there is a bald abused cyborg lady and a himbo RIGHT THERE but

7. GROOT'S DESIGN AT THE END BEING BASED OFF SOME OF HIS FIRST COMIC DESIGNS IS JUST SO NEAT???????

8. Incidentally, the fact that Groot can get that big argues that the OG Groot might not have been that old when he died. :'''')

9. Speaking of little comic references, anybody notice that when Groot was at Rocket's bedside, he was sending a bunch of little viney fingers towards him in an apparent nod to All-New Guardians?

10. ADAM NEARLY KILLED HIS DAD AND HE STILL SAID HE DESERVED A SECOND CHANCE IN THE END GROOT ;O;

11. They seriously let Gunn go full-blown fanfic whump levels DANG

12. If you didn't do the ravager salute for Rocket you're kicked out of the Rocket fan club I don't make the rules. /j

13. WAS THOR THINKING ROCKET WAS THE CAPTAIN FRIGGIN FORSHADOWING?!

#gotg3 #spoilers #gotg3 spoilers #rocket raccoon #gotg mantis #gotg

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stevetonyweekly · 1 year

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SteveTony Weekly - November 5th

Welcome back! I didn’t read as much as I wanted this week, but there’s some delicious stories here.

***Marks my recent favorites

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An Obeisance to Faults by drifloon

When Tony was little, he hated Cap because he stole Howard’s attention and affection. Captain America was gone, even Tony knew that, but he was right here—dad, don’t you see?

Cap became the standard Howard held him to, and that was the source of Tony’s resentment as he grew older, but eventually—

Eventually, he hated Cap because he looked at Steve Rogers and found himself lacking.

I adore when Tony’s self loathing comes out as aggression towards Steve until he figures out WHY he’s being so dumb.

in another life (you and i) by isozyme for Kiyaar

It’s a man, half-clad in silver armor. His face is covered by an angular mask, eyes glowing blue slits. The suit is a sick frankenstein of Captain America and Iron Man. Tony raises his palms, readying a repulsor blast.

The man opposite him raises a red-gloved hand which, like a terrible mirror, bears an identical repulsor.

The Civil Warrior makes it to Earth-616 six months too late.

This is so sad. Lovely and so sad.

moonlit horizons by msermesth

Tony doesn't believe in magic, but that hasn't stopped Timely's latest visitor from making him an offer he won't refuse.

Ironsides by copperbadge

Antonia Carter Stark takes no shit and no prisoners.

I love this whole fic--female Tony fic is hard to do well and still hit the right note on personality and this is just--flawless.

I'm in the habit of having what I don't want by wobblyheadeddollcaper

Toni Stark, unstoppable force, meets Steve Rogers, immovable object. It's not love at first sight.

"She'd been prepared to like Bruce since she'd first read his scientific papers. It's a pleasant surprise to find out Clint's been hiding a deadpan sense of humour. Natasha – well, she'd always had a thing for wickedly competent redheads in impractical shoes (see Potts, Pepper) so that works. Thor is just really fucking fun. Captain Steve Rogers is... not."

Another female!Toni fic that’s just super well done--I especially love the relationship between Toni and Natasha.

Love in every word you say by AkikoFumi

Steve makes a very precious discovery: Tony blushes at almost everything he does or says to him.

So soft and fluffy.

Brinkmanship by Mollyamory (Molly), Speranza

Robots from the future appear, but only Steve can see them. They thank him for their creation. Then Tony starts seeing them.

I love the playing with time and the way Tony and Steve are brought together.

your tender touch by Perlmutt

After the battle against the Chitauri, Tony comes crashing into Steve's life, wonderful and amazing Tony, and Steve falls for him so hard that he can't put it into words.

And Steve feels like a mammoth in the wrong century. It's up to Tony to show him how wonderful love looks on him

Speak Now by iam93percentstardust

Don't say yes, run away now

I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door

Don't wait, or say a single vow

Your time is running out, and they said, "Speak now"

“You don’t have to do this,” he says, reluctantly passing Steve his cufflinks when he holds his hand out for them.

“I know, Tony,” Steve sighs, his refrain as old as Tony’s by this point. “You’ve said that before.”

“And I mean it! It’s not too late to turn around and run away. I’ll meet you at the back of the church; we can take the limo, leave Bucky that ridiculous convertible. You don’t have to do this.”

I am a huge sucker for song fic and this was so we done.

The Center Of My Universe by KandiSheek

Steve and Tony get hit with a spell that makes them each other's center of gravity. And not in the fun way.

Whoever came up with this curse has a prime spot on Tony's shit list for at least the next decade.

Fresh Start by Annie D (scaramouche)

Everyone can see that Tony and Steve like each other, yet Tony inexplicably turned Steve down. Tony has his reasons, though.

sweet nothing by ohjustpeachy

He would happily spend the rest of his life being surprised by the quiet kindness of Steve Rogers, by the way he gives love in a thousand small, perfect ways every single day, seemingly without a second thought, the kind of love Tony never imagined himself deserving of.

Or, 5 times Tony was caught off guard by his perfect boyfriend.

Steve Rogers Versus The Multiverse by copperbadge

Agent Steve Rogers, callsign Nomad, has been pushed through a dimensional wall. Fortunately there are a couple of Tonys to set things right...

Knock You Down A Peg by KandiSheek

Steve couldn't be happier with his relationship, but he does sometimes miss the feeling of getting fucked. Toni takes it upon herself to blow his mind with a strap-on.

running home (to your sweet nothings) by himboplantdad

i am so sorry for this (no i'm not).

stay tuned for more tswift lyric-based fics because midnights has me in a CHOKEHOLD

I love this fic. I just. Song fics have my whole heart.

the symphony played when you told me your name by meidui

Tony returns the stones and goes back in time.

The day he goes toe to toe with Steve on the Helicarrier. No, that's too late. The night he lands in a flash of red and gold next to Steve in Germany—no, earlier, earlier. One of the many days Steve wanders down the streets of New York carrying his insurmountable grief, sits alone in his apartment with the shutters drawn as he watches old videos and pages through old personnel files— No, no. Earlier.

The day they pull Steve out of the Arctic.

all that you ever wanted from me (was sweet nothing) by meidui

Steve's not sure he’s ready to hear it from Tony, the same things his ex used to tell him. He’s twenty-four now and he still hasn’t outgrown the kid who dragged his body out of bed at dawn and worked himself to the bones to afford a seat inside a studio classroom.

Tony won’t want to be with that kid.

It's so soft.

#Stevetony weekly #stony #stevetony #fic rec #rec list #stony fic #stony fic rec #stevetony fic #Stevetony fic rec list #steve rogers #tony stark #captain america #iron man

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 2 months

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Quick post for Ghosts 3x03

I never got around to making the post but it's almost time for the next episode so let's do this lol

Hetty's scandalous artwork xD genuinely loved that lol, so good

And Nancy's comment xD she slayed that lol

Genuinely though, getting more Hetty backstory was amazing!! It's so sad what happened though :(( I know we know her dad was Not Good but it just sucks :(. And her poor man xd.

I am glad Isaac ended up not listening to her though lol. Like sure, protecting your money in many cases is totally valid. But also like. It's 10 thousand dollars and you're dead xD. What is either of you gonna do with it without the other's say so lol. It's not a deal breaker xD. Anyway, I love Isaac and Nigel with my whole heart thank you <33.

I knew Bela would start seeing him as a bad boy after lying to her xD. I'm glad she still stood up for herself though!! Also it's just wild that he came up with that lie in the first place 💀. Poor ghosts though, they were so happy and hopeful for a second xd. Anyway, I do think it would've been interesting to see them try and communicate it without Sam! But Sam coming back made for some hilarious moments lol. Her and Jay lying about it too was wild though 💀. And him throwing himself down the stairs xD man is out of control slfjdhs. Also naur the Flower mention 😭😭💔. Also oof for blowing his cover with that xd. I am glad Bela found out, though, she deserved to know. Also the biker being a ghost XDD. But nonetheless, I am glad she's still with a mostly good guy lol. Also why didn't Jay and Sam just try and convince her that made him a bad boy instead of keep up the lie lol xD.

And I genuinely kinda expected him to start seeing ghosts for real after his fall and not have anyone believe him for a hot second XD. Anyway lol!

Ahh right his name is Eric

I saw it when I was looking up a summary to make sure I wasn't missing anything xD.

Also, I loved seeing Thor and Sass watching Hetty's flashback! A their reactions were great lol, and B it's nice when we see the older ghosts in flashbacks :)! Helps everything more connected :D. Also I'm glad they managed to help because of it.

Anyway, Alberta, Pete, and Trevor also slayed <3 we just didn't see as much of them. Though of course there's still Trevor being hung up on Bela lol. Good for him I guess xD

Oh and the idea to bring Flower back with a seance!! I'll talk about that in a minute but for now just AAAHHHH that would be so slay :'D

I also watched the promo for the next episode, and WOW it looks wild lol. A seance, AND CAROL DYING?? I'm wondering if maybe she'll die but go up to heaven, and the seance will bring her down (briefly). But, who knows I guess ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠∵⁠ ⁠)⁠┌. I don't think we're going to see Flower, but it would be really nice :')). Especially for Thor :'D :'( 🥰🥰❤️. I miss her so much 🥺😭❤️. But, I'm just not sure that I believe we will.

Anyway, I loved this episode!! It was great :D. It was fun seeing Eric and Bela again, and thinking, if even just for a moment lol, there might be someone else who can see ghosts xD :). And it was great to see more of Hetty's life! Also, just, Nisaac <3. But yeah :DD! I had a lot of fun watching this episode :)).

I'll see y'all for the next one!!

#ghosts #ghosts cbs #cbs ghosts #oasis's ghosts chatter #ghosts cbs 3x03 #really good episode :D #so slay frankly :)!!

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fatbiatchforever · 2 years

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Secret Wars - Drailyter's Version (Pt. 3)

Part 1 Part 2

"Hi!"

You turned back, peeling your eyes away from where the portal was a second ago.

"Hey."

You took a deep breath and allowed your brain to freak out. Nothing. You had no thoughts. Your head was literally 'head empty, no thoughts.'

"Y/N?" Clint called.

"Yep." You turned to him, "Yep?"

Clint softly smiled, "This is America."

"Right! Hi! I know I already said that. But in my defense, I said hey, soo. Uhm, forget that. My name is Y/N."

America giggled, "Hey! Now we're both even. I know who you are."

"Oh."

The door opened and your eyes shifted there.

"Ah, Y/N!"

Your eyes widened and your brain was pretty much brain-dead at this point.

"Glad that you made it to this inter-universal get-together." He tucked his arm under his chest and leaned in, "Blink twice if they forced you into this."

He turned to both of them, and smiled widely before looking back at you, "And her eyes are still wide as they can be. Okay, message received kid."

"How's it going with the rest?" Natasha interrupted.

"I won most of the bets so I would say perfecto."

"FRIDAY is everyone here?" Natasha asked while getting rid of her gear.

"Eighty-five percent. You'll find everyone in the meeting base."

Natasha wore her jacket on, "Thank you. Clint, America, Y/N. Let's go."

He took his glasses off, "What these people OFTEN forget is who created FRIDAY. I get absolutely no credit around here."

Clint walked past him and shrugged, "Maybe if you didn't self-promote so much, we would."

"I give you cred, Stark."

He turned to America, "That you do, Sparkle angel. Let's go." He pulled America into a dad hug and walked ahead. He stopped and turned, Y/N?"

A very weird and embarrassing noise left your throat. You cleared it up and spoke as clearly as your breathy voice would allow, "Yes?"

Tony smiled and came closer, "Ready to go?"

"I can't believe you're real."

"Thank you and I agree."

"Like you're Tony Stark. Like you're alive and real." At this point, your hands were movie up-down, left-right, and anywhere.

Tony smiled, "I am. I'm happy you're alive and real too."

You tucked your hands back, "I know this is going to sound weird but you're amazing, and thank you for all you did. You've had more impact on everyone than you think."

"I missed you kid. Let's go."

Before you could even ask what he meant, he ushered you out of the room with America in tow.

You took every little detail in. The simple white halls with elegant pieces. Long glass panels peaked into labs, gyms, boxing rings, and meeting rooms. If you looked at the other side you would see miles and miles of green. Tony must have caught you ogling everything around because he lightly squeezed your shoulder.

"Ready?" America asked as you stood in front of the door. You nodded before putting up a smile.

Just like how you remember it. The whiteboard where each stone was explained. The long table where they came up with the heist. The single chair where Thor passed out. Safe to add it was currently occupied by the Norse god. Again a weird noise left your throat.

It must have been audible because suddenly everyone's eyes were on you. You could feel the heat rushing through your cheeks when your eyes met with his. You instantly looked away, to only leave another weird noise. Those blue eyes were not helping right now. Just as he moved closer to you, you looked away. And surprise surprise next person had you make that weird noise again.

"Okay!" Tony intervened, "It's her way of coping with shock. She'll be fine, won't you kid?"

You aggressively nodded, as you fiddled with your fingers. Everyone's attention moved to Tony and you were eternally grateful to him for it.

"It's fine. Breathe." Natasha whispered.

You smiled at her and looked back at the room. You met all of your heroes. At least had them see you for once. Even see them for real as your heroes for once. The OGs. People you swore to never forget, even if the universe you lived in, they were no longer a thing.

"Please tell me this is not the part I wake up." You said before you could even control yourself.

"Nope. This is all very real. Wish it wasn't, but real for sure."

"Scott?"

He leans back on the chair and grinned, "Guilty as charged. I also go as Antman slash Thanos banisher."

The woman next to him rolled her eyes, "No one has ever said that."

"Hope?"

"Wasp slash killjoy slash fianmy. It's a combination of fiancé and enemy if anyone is wondering."

"No one was wondering, Lang." Sam shook his head.

"Sam?"

"Falcon slash grudge holder. It was one time, okay? Gimme a break. I was under a lotta pressure from my soon-to-be wife and soon-to-be father-in-law."

"I think it's safe to say she's aware of who everyone is in the room." Bruce interrupted before Sam could say his peace.

Steve got up from his seat, "Take a seat Y/N."

You maintained minimal eye contact and sat back on the chair.

Carol, Wanda, Stephen, T'Challa, Wong, Mantis, Bruce, Natasha, Valkyrie, Steve, Rhodhey, Vision, and you.

But here's the problem- There were double.

For example, Steve was sitting and Steve was also standing behind you.

"Things might be confusing for everyone and that's perfectly fine," Steve said behind you.

Carol stood up straight and sighed, "We appreciate all of you being in this room and agreeing to help us with the limited information we were able to give you."

"We need every one of you. Sadly, all of our universes depend on it."

There was this unsettling feeling that filled the room. Like everyone's breath hitched and heavy.

Bruce cleared his throat, "We want to assure you that if ever you think you're not ready for this, you can leave. Your presence here itself means a lot to us."

"You'll be taken back at the same time you came here. No one would know." Natasha announced.

"But," Tony smiled, clearly forced, "for now, rest and get to know everyone. We can start tomorrow."

The door opened and you heard heavy footsteps behind you.

"Nice of you to finally join us, Buckster."

Your eyes widened, your ears burned up and your heart skipped a beat.

Holy SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!

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the-firebird69 · 2 months

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Monster Body Builder attack the Sting #shorts #shortvideo #short #wwe

So my friend is making jokes and he says boy I think my hair is straightening and it kind of easily said in my hair in my ass is trading from looking at that guy if I had to wrestle him so everyone started laughing and said my pubes are straightening really it is a massive impressive show of physical prowess and with the rock it was a fight I ended up winning but he bowed out cuz he didn't want to get injured or injured me and I do see the technique is similar to our friend here he had to he had to stop but he might have been able to beat me which is incredible and they're related. And people have a weird reaction cuz they have enemies I guess and just saying it's me but I don't think so maybe and it is so it's impressive people are making up jokes I think I'm running hide and that guy was brave and fought those I'm a fighter too as ridiculous he wants to do an exhibition about but really I'm not really that big all the time and be safer if he was bigger but then stupid s*** might happen later so really it's going to be a challenge to do something like that

Tommy f

I think my previous straightened out and I'm not even fighting or thinking of fighting him but I think of someone else doing it

Jenaa

Jenna gets laid the new movie by Panasonic pictures

Zues Hera

Yeah we hear what she's saying it but really it does make one thing what am I in this business for why am I even here who the hell brought the wrecking ball so he's it's not the champion because he won't do it

Thor Freya

I miss your Olympia and I'm smaller than this and it's stupid

Tommy f it's also funny as you probably be bigger and it usually never is than me and he'll be six foot four I'll be six too and he won't look this big but his arms will be larger and he says that the skeleton becomes huge by comparison my arm bone would be the size of his wrist bones at 6'8 if I was 6 ft 2 and really he's going to be a big fella and it looks like a truck but I can look like that but the bones are simply not that big they get a little bigger and Brad can make his a little bigger but it's an odd look and it looks like the guy who is in the seat on Prometheus and he says that's one of Will and Bill and their race and his father and mother say it's true and they are Satanist but they were doing that program and died and they fought with George and they were fighting our son they thought and then start true

And they say that the last three sentences it's amazing but yeah it's going to be an interesting thing and he he says I'm way too big but who the heck would you do that with and he says this amateurs who are phony baloney's that go with a script and I probably have to lose but it would be an exhibition thing and you make money and charities would make money that would be fake and that's what we were thinking who wants to get in a wrestling match with me or Dempsey

Olympus

Yeah we are in the above statement but this is crazy people are going nuts about this stuff and they're talking about the circus now and it's one of our son's ideas for him to have some money of any kind just trying to earn some money so way to do it because the circus is for people who are like down on their luck and have some skills and they have the street circus in fort Myers it's near the Edison house so he's going to try and find it on the map and on the streets and eventually he'll be able to find it he's going to have the Megan Merkel car believe it or not they want to do that about his dad to try and hide it

Thor Freya

It might have an effect usually it brings it up but he might be doing that too but really it doesn't hide it so much but really it might and they'll say it's all over so we'll wait and see but that's coming up a lot quicker than people think because they're deteriorating fast and minority going to start coming in and have to do with New York I guess

Hera

We think Tommy asked us to be defeated for the car to move and the rest of the pseudo empire up there and the morlock kind of want to move it some people cuz they want to get him something so he can go to California where the ships cannot be overhead and foreigners come in and use them as some sort of buffer and they might be able to build back on the islands rather than lose everything and that's what the saying

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Thanksgiving 2023

I don’t really celebrate thanksgiving but as I’ve said in previous years, I like the idea of making some kind of summary about the things we’re thankful for during the year, so here it goes:

In the first months of this year I started to look for a new job, since I left my previous one in favor of my mental health (see previous post), so one day surfing through Facebook, believe it or not, I found the vacancy of my current job and I applied, after one interview and a very long security check I got it! So I’m thankful for my new job that feels kind of being a secret agent because I cannot say where I work lol, so if you know you know, and I’m also thankful because, unlike my previous job, the least stressing part of my life right now is my job.

Also I’m thankful for all the people I asked to be my references, they didn’t even asked, they just did it, they vouched for me so this job is something we all got peeps! Thank you!

About the same time I was starting my new job, my mom was going through some serious health issues, there were some moments in which I feared the worst you peeps, so much so that I remember I prayed to the universe and I said “I’m not ready yet to be without my mom so please give us more time”, not that I think we’re ever ready, but you get the point. Also I realized that I had taken by myself and for myself the whole responsibility of taking care of my mom, the house, the animals, managing my dads and my own stress, my new job, etc., I didn’t want to worry my siblings since both have their own families and one of them was out of the country for work, so I took upon myself all the burden, no one asked me to, I just did. Well, I was on the brink of breaking down when I called my sister and she told me “this is not just your responsibility you know? We’re a family” since then I learned to ask for help and rely on my family, so I’m thankful for being so fortunate that my family works like a Wolfpack, we all are always for each other.

Just as my mom was getting better, I had a work trip coming up, my first time in Florida ya’ll (sorry my English accent, even when writing, is a weird combination between Mexico obviously, California, Kansas (ugh) and New England). Luckily I could go with all the confidence that my mom was doing much better and my sister was here taking care of everything along with my dad and some neighbors that were always willing to help. So I’m thankful for the support network and thankful for the opportunity of a work trip for training when I don’t even have a year working there yet.

Of course I countdown pass the opportunity, since I was already in the east coast, to visit my second family, just a quick flight up north and I was able to relax and spend some time with amazing friends, the universe knows I needed it, so everything aligned to make it possible, I’m thankful for having an extension of my family, people that love me and accept me for who I am and people that trust me to respond in an emergency, even if it means driving and unfamiliar car, in unfamiliar roads by night. Let me confess that even though I kept a poker face I was freaking out internally because all of what I mentioned but most importantly because my soul sister was in pain and I couldn’t do anything about it. I’m also thankful for the trust of watching the cub in a stressful situation for all. I’m a firm believer that our responsibility as adults is to shield the kids from our own stress and uncertainty, of course being honest all the time but hell I was going to watch that kid and protect him from everything and making sure to manage his stress as best as I could. All good in the end, thank Thor. Also I’m thankful for the opportunity to get to know new places and getting to know my friends better every time.

Last but certainly not least, I’m thankful because my mom is recovering, she’s almost the same person she has always been, she’s completely different compared to some months ago, finally we can all relax and enjoy the last months of the year.

I’m thankful of having two families that always ask for each other and we all know we’re here for each other no matter the distance and the language barrier, we’re all just one big pack covering a hell of a lot of territory.

Happy thanksgiving to all, and do try to make the exercise of thinking what are you thankful for.

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spideyyboii · 2 years

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Best Gift Ever!

pairing: thor odinson x female reader

warnings: none

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You and Thor had been together since he first came to Earth, he even took you back to Asgard with him and luckily for the both of you Odin and Frigga enjoyed your company and gave your relationship their blessing. Even the people of Asgard liked you which surprised Thor as he knew they were expecting him to marry someone from Asgard. So when he decided it was time to go back to Earth people were more accepting as they now understood his obsession with the place.

Your first Christmas with the god was difficult as he didn’t understand the need for an extravagant meal and decorations, but now all these years later it happens to be his favourite time of the year. He enjoys spending time with those he cares for and spoiling them with gifts that he hopes show just how much he loves and appreciates those around him.

This year the team agreed it would be best if they spent the morning with their families and that you’d all meet for dinner as it wouldn’t be Christmas without the rest of the Avengers. You were looking forward to this Christmas as you had a present Thor had always wanted but wasn’t expecting to get this year.

“Good morning my love, merry christmas.” You woke Thor with a cup of coffee and a kiss knowing he wouldn’t be annoyed at how early you’d awoken, “Merry Christmas my queen, I’m very excited to give your present however, I’m more excited for a certain tradition we have.” With that you were pulled under the covers and participated in your annual Christmas morning sex.

Once the two of you had finished Thor carried you into the living room excited to see what you had gotten him. “I wanna go first!” The man exclaimed once the two of you were sitting comfortably, “Okay so I didn’t get you much but I’m hoping you still like everything.” He said whilst pulling over a ridiculous amount of gifts. “Thor I only bought you a few things, this is far too much, every year you go overboard.” You said with a laugh, “I can never get you too much, on Asgard you’d be spoiled with the finest garments and jewels but they’d seem far too sophisticated for Midgard so I have to spoil you some other way.” The god explained his reasoning, “Calm down my love, I’m only teasing. Now what one am I opening first?” You asked quickly to change the subject.

It took around two hours to open all of Thor’s presents as he kept stopping to explain his reasoning behind each present and now it was your turn to be the gift giver. “So it’s very important you open your presents in a specific order. So I’ll be handing them to you one by one.” The man groaned at this as he enjoyed ripping open each present one by one.

You handed the man his first present and were trying not to laugh at the confusion on his face, “Darling why have you gotten me another stocking with only my last name on?” He asked hoping you’d have some kind of explanation for the random gift, instead of replying you handed him his next present which consisted of a mug that says ‘best dad ever’, “Darling you know how I feel about you calling me your cat's dad it’s very strange.” You knew the god was disappointed in his present so far but he was too kind to offend you so he pretended as though they were amazing.

“Okay this is your last present and I really hope you like it.” You said as you handed the man the neatly wrapped gift. Once it was opened he sat there in a state of shock, no words said yet as he took in the sight that was in front of him. Minutes passed before he was finally able to speak, “Are you serious?” He questioned tears in his eyes at the positive test in front of him that was completed with an ultrasound of your child. “Very serious my love, we’re going to be parents.” You were quickly embraced by the god who couldn’t contain his tears, “This is the best gift ever. I can't wait to raise a child with you.” Thor was ecstatic as he believed he’d have to wait at least another five years before you were ready to settle down.

It’s safe to say this was the best gift either of you have ever received.

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HI! HOPE U HADE AN AMAZING DAY TODAY😊!!

Could you do one where your three children are teaching you and Harry to do a TikTok dance? (Or maybe just Harry)

And the next thing you know it goes viral?

this is too cute i’ll cry :( i’m going to continue to write with the same children characters so Oliver, Felix and Isabella. in this one Oliver is 16, Felix is 14 and Isabella is 11.

ok so imagine it’s a rainy saturday afternoon.

The rain had been most unforgiving today. It was coming down in bath loads. As much as you loved listening to the rain at night as it sent you to sleep, you hated it when it meant you couldn’t go and fulfil adventures with your kids. Especially this Saturday in particular since it was Harry’s first day off in a long while. You all had plans to visit a nearby castle and were going to take a picnic to have out, but the weather had other plans for you.

Instead, you’d spent the day inside and all cuddling together whilst watching movies. Each of your children were allowed to pick out a movie; Oli chose Fast and Furious 8, Fix chose Thor: Ragnarok and Belles chose Moana. Harry didn’t allow Belles watch Fast and Furious because it was quite graphic and contained bad language, so you and her went to make cookies for later.

It was now later.

“Ok who wants cookies?” You shouted to the boys in the other room, who you could hear had finished up their movie.

Belles and you had spent the last few hours baking your cookies. An assortment had been made; raspberry and white chocolate, raisin and oat and dark chocolate and orange. They were the three flavours that your family loved the most so they were always the ones you ended up baking.

You pulled out five glasses along with the milk you’d kept cool in the fridge. The Styles family absolutely loves cookies with milk, it was your guilty pleasure. It had started as a tradition when Oli was little and you’d just carried it on ever since. The way the warm cookies melted away like butter in your mouth and then downed with refreshing creamy milk was absolute bliss. It was a treat like no other.

“No you do it like this!” Flix stated, but about what you had no idea.

“What are you on about? It’s like this!” Oli challenged his brother, making you really curious as to what was going on as they approached the kitchen.

“Both of you are no help.” Harry finished the conversation, playfully hitting them on the backs of their heads as they entered the kitchen. It never failed to surprise you how tall your sons were in comparison to Harry. You were little in comparison, well apart from your little Belle. They were the spitting image of their dad and you couldn’t believe how alike they both looked, regardless of their 2 year age gap.

“What’s the fuss for?” You asked your boys, as you poured and handed Belle a cup of milk. She grabbed it with two hands and drank carefully, as Harry passed her and stroked his hand over his daughters hair once - out of habit.

“Trying to teach dad this TikTok dance, but he’s absolutely useless!” Oli laughed, seating himself at the kitchen island and Flix sitting next to him.

“Yeah only ‘cause you’re a crap teacher!” Flix playfully shoved his brother, who rolled his eyes at him.

“Oi.” Harry warned, not wanting the bad language to be picked up by Belle. You and Harry didn’t mind you sons swearing, as long as they weren’t too harsh words, but as long as it was only in front of just you two.

Don’t tell Grandma Styles this though.

“Sorry.” Flix held up his hands in surrender, pouring himself a glass of milk and then one for his brother.

“Mummy? Can I have a cookie now please?” She sweetly asked. You helped her up and onto the kitchen counter, next to the plate of gooey cookies. It didn’t take long for Harry to walk over and protectively stand in front of his daughter in case she fell off the side.

“Let’s see this dance again then, Ol.” Harry requested, Oli picking up his phone with a cookie wedged in his mouth and turning it around to show him. You had a little look for yourself too and laughed at the fact that Harry didn’t understand how to do it. It was a simple little dance to ‘Still the One’ by One Direction, which resulted in two people making a heart with their arms. It was so cute and simple and yet Harry was so uncoordinated.

“Oh you are such a plank.” You laughed, referring to how he was as solid as a piece of wood when he attempted to follow the moves on the screen.

It was making Belle laugh though, so it was worth watching your husband wiggle around like a jelly bean on fire.

“Hey, why are you laughing little miss?” Harry pretended to be offended, but could never actually be. He loved his little girl too much.

“Mum you try it with me.” Oli suggested, setting up his phone and coming around to meet you. You were pretty confident that you’d got the hang of it already.

The screen counted down from 3, 2, 1 and then you were copying the actions you’d just learnt. Flix could be seen hovering in the background watching you two ace the dance moves, whilst Harry could be seen devoting his attention to his daughter who had got crumbs all around her face.

“Go mum!” Flix hooted as you finished, joining you and Oli to watch back the video. You laughed at certain points and pointed out certain bits which were off.

“See dad, mum just gets it.” Oli said once you’d finished watching the video, returning to finish the rest of his cookie. Flix finished the rest of his milk before putting it in the sink for you to clean later.

“Alright, let’s me and y’mum have a go then.” Harry suggested, “Flix, watch Belles on there please.” He sternly ordered, not wanting any casualties unless it was him poking himself in the eye from dancing - which was highly likely.

Oli set up the phone again and pressed the countdown once more. Oli stood back with his siblings and laughed happily when he watched his sister trying to join in.

“Go Belle!” Oli cheered, making you turn around to see the commotion between the siblings. It was a blessed sight to watch.

“Oi focus on me, missus. Know they’re cute but focus.” Harry caught your attention as he finished his little dance segment, before you had to follow. You had no idea whether Harry had done it correctly, but you didn’t care it was just fun to be silly and young with him again.

Once you were finished you all laughed as you watched it back, especially as you focused in on the determination on Harry’s face. He’d actually aced it, which he looked awfully smug about.

He’d hold that over you all forever, now.

“Dad can I post these?” Oli asked. He had quite a large following on TikTok, even without posting content containing his dad in. He liked to keep his dad and his relationship quite private - because it was really special to him - so of course Harry welcomed the idea of people getting a slight glimpse of the Styles’ relationships.

You didn’t, however, expect the videos to blow up so much to the point where it became the most liked video on TikTok, talked about on almost every talk show and start a trend on twitter of #StylesforStrictly.

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Nobody's Perfect - Loki

Anonymous asked:

A Loki x teen little!sister fic? Where shes a perfectionist but having trouble w/ learning to fight as well as do her magic right? And she feels like she’s letting Thor and Odin down b/c of fighting problems and Loki and Frigga down b/c of Magic problems? And Loki finds his normally stoic sister crying and comforts her telling like she’s young, still learning and she’ll get better but she doesn’t have to be perfect. That’s not why they love her. Angst but then fluffity fluff? Please 😄

Hi sweetie! Thanks for sending this in! I hope you enjoy it, please read the warnings first. Thank you :) Everyone's alive and well and happy in this! Not a fix-it but more like ignoring some bits of canon! (alexa, play nobody's perfect by hannah montana lmao)

Loki x sister!Reader [Platonic Relationship/Angst to happy ending] Warnings: Descriptions of fighting, injuries, and blood. Use of magic and magic gone wrong, self deprecation imagery Word Count: 2.1k

You slammed your right fist into the wood that your brother was holding, and you harshly blinked back at the pain spluttering across your hand as you turned yourself away from Thor. You couldn't let him see that your hand was hurt. Instead, you shoved it into a side pocket, turning back to him with a blank stare.

"I want to work on my kicking instead." you spoke up, quickly glancing at the piece of wood you couldn't break. Thor sighed, gazing down at you to consider something for a moment.

"Kicking will not help you in battle." he responded, shaking his head slightly, "but perhaps we could go back to the wooden swords? We have the smaller ones, so you can practice again."

He grinned at you hesitantly as you kicked the ground with no energy, not reacting to his words.

Why did he need to get you a smaller version of a wooden sword? You could pick one up, you knew it! Why would he doubt you this way, when you know you would easily lift up a steel sword. You grumbled in your head for a split second before nodding his way and walking towards the shed.

Your eyes were casted down once again, and you made no reaction as you saw your hand already started to bruise when you pulled it out of your pocket. You briefly turned your hand around and grimaced silently as you saw the obvious broken thumb. You cursed yourself in your head, realizing you punched the wrong way.

You tightened your hand into a fist again, this time properly, ignoring the pain and you swore you would remember it next time.

In the shed, Thor was whistling a random tune he said he once heard on earth. Your training hasn’t been going well recently. He stuck to the methods of how he was trained when you first begun, but he quickly realized it was a mistake. Now he was trying to follow a coaching video made by Steve, that peter once showed him.

Even though it was a funny video, Thor learned a few things about how to coach and he started to see a few improvements from the beginning of your training.

You were tough on yourself when Thor’s teaching changed, and you found it similar as to how your mom had started to treat you during magic lessons as well. Or how your dad had given you compliments when you were doing things wrong.

It all felt disgusting and discouraging. You felt like a disappointment to them when you failed at everything you did, but you kept your attitude cool. You didn't want to disappoint them even more if you were to complain about such things.

Odin walked into the shed, grinning in delight at the fact he found you and Thor. "Sword training?" he lightly spoke up, causing Thor to spin around with a loud laugh.

"of course! She's doing quite amazing." Thor announced and you rolled your eyes to yourself, not believing a word he just said. You knew he was trying to make you feel better, but everything he said and did was a horrible attempt at teaching. You felt at this point you'd never learn or amount to anything.

"Stop it. We will continue!" you whipped out, a harsh tone to your voice, and the sting in your thumb started to burn even more. You ignored it still as you waved the sword into the air. Thor practically jumped at your words, finding it off.

"I know how to hold a sword. I know I can handle a regular steel sword, just like you and anyone else." you continued, not paying attention to the way your dad frowned and analyzed your stance.

Thor watched as well, eyeing the wobbly hold you had on the sword and after a moment of silence, he shook his head.

"We shall take a break." Thor tried to say in a neutral tone, but you could tell by the way he stared at you, something was wrong.

Of course, it was, something was always wrong with you, you felt like.

"Okay," you paused, closing your eyes to calm yourself down. You didn't want your family to see you this way. You walked away, tossing the sword to the ground. Odin and Thor watched as you left, before turning to each other.

"something's wrong." Odin spoke up once he made sure you were out of hearing range. Thor nodded to his father, sighing to himself.

"she's too tough on herself." Thor replied quickly, agreeing with what Odin said. It was true, Thor and anyone else could see that your sword and fight training was hard for you.

He felt like he was pushing too hard, but even now with how he changed his teaching skills, it was you who would push too hard. You would push beyond your limits to the point of exhaustion if it meant you'd achieved a goal.

Neither Odin nor Thor could do anything about it though, knowing it would only taunt you into wanting to train more.

By the time you the main halls, you decided to go to the library, hoping that you'd fix your thumb with a little spell that your mom taught you. She insisted that you try it if you got hurt, and now you knew it was time to practice up on your magic skills instead of fighting.

You felt the need to be good at one or the other. It didn't really matter which, but now you felt as though you were failing at both! It was terrible, and you were becoming a different person with how your attitude would break and spill over with hurtful emotions. You didn't like how much it affected you, but you wanted to be good at something so your family wasn't disappointed in you.

You believed that if you were good at one of the skills, then you would be pegged as part of the family, finally. That the princess would be seen as part of a royal and strong family in Asgard. You wanted to be good at either so you could make your family proud of you and help them with Asgard.

You frustratedly huffed out a sigh and hugged yourself. You couldn't go to anyone now for comfort, especially if you wanted to be seen as a tough warrior or great at magic. You started to sniffle more, finally letting yourself cry silently.

"Now, where are you going?" you heard a taunting voice slither behind you. You stopped in your step, recognizing it was your other brother, Loki.

"Library." you responded, keeping your voice steady, trying to hide the emotions that were pent up from today.

"For? Reading books I assume, since that is the library's function." Loki chatted along, not noticing as you moved your hand up to your face, frantically pushing off any tears that formed in your eyes.

"I'm going to practice a spell." You mumbled, glancing down to the swollen thumb. You frowned down to it, irritated that it happened but you were glad it wasn't very painful.

"Which one?" He hummed back, now walking by your side, still looking ahead. He didn't seem to notice you pushed your hand into your pocket or the small tear stains on your face.

You did your best not to cry again, but it was pretty hard. You didn't respond to him this time, looking down to try to keep him away. Maybe he would get the idea and leave you alone, that's what you hoped for.

It was best if you tried this by yourself of course. Especially after so many fails with magic now. You winced even thinking back to the last lesson. You accidently turned a fly into a mouse, and watched it flail, trying to fly again. You remembered how your mom sighed sadly at the disappointing turn of events, and it made you bite down on your lip harshly, trying to keep back your tears even more now.

Loki finally looked to you.

He couldn't believe what he saw. Instead of his usual sister, the stoic but lovable one, he saw you as you were now. You were deeply hurt, emotionally and physically, your eyes were almost swollen with how much you've tried to stop crying but you couldn't.

And the stains left on your face, Loki felt terrible and angry.

"What happened? Who did this to you?" He demanded, fully turning around, and grabbing your arms. He shook you a bit, not meaning to but he was so angry all of a sudden. He didn't understand why you were crying.

You never cried! It was not possible to see you crying now like this. You were almost like Loki, quiet and reserved, but you showed so much more determination than he ever did. Now, he could barely see it in your eyes.

"Who?" He spoke again, softer this time.

"Who do you think?" You sputtered out, shaking your head. You couldn't help but laugh loudly, feeling absolutely pathetic.

"Me! It's me. I can't do anything right or correct. I'm a mess up!" You pushed out, now sobbing as you tried to push your hand deeper into your pocket, but it hurt too much now.

"What are you talking about?" Loki whispered, feeling confused. His head started to spin as you started to cry more, your words coming out in sobs.

"I'm the screw up of the family... I'm bad at everything I do, I can't be a part of this family until I'm good at something. I mess everything up. I'm nothing but a disappointment to you all!"

He shook his head to you slowly, not wanting to believe you really thought that. It was all wrong. You were never a disappointment to anyone in this family. You were the brilliant pearl of this family, the one that was always there for any of them. You were the glue of this family, you managed to bring everyone back together, after everything that's happened.

"Stop." He murmured. His heart started to crack, as he wondered how long you truly thought yourself to be a disappointment. He pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly.

"You can't say that, please stop. You're young! Very young, you're still learning the basics, and that's normal." He paused for a second, trying to help you focus on his words.

"By the time I was in my teen years, I still had trouble with easy spells. You're doing so good with magic, you're passing what I did, with ease. But most of all, don't push yourself so hard."

You started to calm your crying down, now sniffling as you listened to your brother's words.

"And Thor - don't get me started about that oaf. He still doesn't know how to aim. You are improving still, you are learning! You're still a student, and you're young. You will get better." He sighed out at the end, pulling away from the hug.

You nodded slowly to his words before he spoke up again. "And you don't need to be perfect. None of us are. Even if you think we're perfect, trust me, we are not." Loki spoke and you sniffled a little again.

Everything he was saying made sense to you. You didn't realize that your brothers had that trouble when they were younger, and even around your age. You convinced yourself that you needed to be at the same level of expertise as they were, but now you knew that you still needed to learn more.

You needed lots of practice still, and even if you got things wrong, you could take a break and practice again later.

"I'm sorry..." You trailed off, wiping your leftover tears away and Loki's eyes widened when he saw your thumb.

"Don't apologize. You have nothing to apologize for, in fact, I'm sorry for letting you even think this! It's my duty as your brother to take care of you, and I didn't notice this, I'm sorry." Loki apologized back, and he slowly pulled your hand into his.

With a quick murmur, the pain in your thumb pushed away, and you couldn't feel it anymore. You knitted your eyebrows together at him, confused at how easy he made it look.

When you looked down to your thumb, you noticed it was still broken and Loki nodded back to you once you glanced to him.

"Magic can't always fix wounds. We'll go to the informatory, and then we can take a walk and think about things." Loki reassured and you smiled to him.

"Thank you." You whispered and he pulled you into a quick hug again before you two walked away.

#loki x reader #loki x you #loki fanfiction #loki laufeyson x reader #avengers fanfiction #thank you for reading and sending this in!#love y'all

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How they react when they find out you’re pregnant:

Requested by @ohantonia

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Captain America/Steve Rogers:

Once you found out Steve had never heard of lottery tickets, you knew exactly how you were going to tell him. You had set everything up and gotten the lottery tickets for him. You explain to him how they work and he was so excited to try one. He ran around the house frantically looking for a quarter or something to use on the ticket. Once he finally found a quarter, he was jumping up and down with so much excitement. He scratched the ticket to reveal a secret.

He looked at you shocked, you bit your lip nervous on how he would react. “Really?” He asked so quietly, you could barely hear him. You nod your head slowly, unsure how he felt about the idea. After a while of thinking, he finally looked up at you and smiled. “I can’t believe I going to be a father!” You smiled and kissed him, “You’re going to be the best father ever.” He smiled and leaned down kissing your stomach. “Hey kiddo, it’s your dad. I know you probably can’t hear me but I just had to tell you how much I love you already. Me and mommy can’t wait to meet you!” You smiled at him, knowing he truly would be the best dad.

Iron man/Tony Stark:

You knew how much Tony loved alcohol so you knew that you wanted to involve wine when telling him. So you went online and searched for a wine label pregnancy one that work for yours and Tony’s relationship. You settled on the one that said, “You’re going to be a great father…Assuming your the father” You thought it was hilarious and you knew Tony would find it funny too. You brought him the wine bottle and waited anxiously for him to get home. Once he got home, you told him you had a gift. He was confused because usually he was the one who randomly brought gifts for you. You gave him the wine bottle with your hands shaking because you were so scared of his react. You both had talked about wanting kids but you also hadn’t been planning on getting pregnant so soon.

He looked at you. “Are you serious?” You couldn’t tell if he was mad or not. “….yeah”. You look at him to see his react to your words but he has none. He just sat that staring at the wine bottle without saying anything. You tried to get his attention multiple times but he wouldn’t even look at you. He finally snapped out of it when he heard you crying. He looked at you, “hey beautiful what’s wrong?” You cried more, “We don’t have to keep the baby if you don’t want to. I know we weren’t planning for one. And I know you have a lot going on with the avengers and-“ Tony wiped your tears, “it’s not that. Of course I want to have a kid with you. I’m just scared….what if I’m not a good father” You laughed, “are you being serious Tony? You are going to be an incredible father. I know what you’re thinking but you’re not your dad. This kid is so lucky to have you as it’s father, okay?” Tony nodded and smiled at you, putting his hand on your stomach.

Hulk/Bruce Banner:

Since Bruce was the best husband ever, he would always do the house chores if you were busy, so one day you asked him to do the dishes while you finished up work. While doing the dishes, he found an interesting surprise. You were trying to finish your work for the day but you couldn’t focus knowing he was about to find out. You were extremely nervous because you knew he didn’t want children. He was scared that his child would get the hulk gene so he told you that if you ever wanted children, you guys should adopt so you were horrified when you found out your birth control didn’t work. You heard the door open and you took a deep breath knowing he found the ‘I’m pregnant’ dish.

“Y/n? What is this?” He said trying to be calm so he wouldn’t hunk out. You looked at him, “surprise….” He took a couple deep breaths. You didn’t want to say something to make him more mad so you just mumbled, “sorry” He looked at you and sighed, “It’s okay. If they get the hulk gene, we’ll deal with it and if not, then we’ll get a cute baby out of it”

Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes:

You had thought about how to tell Bucky that you were pregnant but you had came up with nothing so you just left a note with the pregnancy test. Bucky came home and called your name, “Y/n?? Y/n where are you?” He saw a note on the counter and walked over. He read it and yelled excitedly. You came out of hiding and hugged him from behind. “Oh my god, we’re going to be parents!”

Later that night, Bucky was thinking about being a dad. Of course he was excited but he would also scared. It scared him that he could always easily be minded controlled with just a couple words. He never wanted to hurt you or your child. You rubbed his back, “what’s up baby?” Bucky looked at you and sighed, “I’m scared that my past will finally catch up to me one day.” You looked at him confused, “What do you mean?” He played with your hair, “What if I become mind controlled again? Or what if one of the people who I hurt come after us? I’m always going to be putting you guys at risk.” You looked at him, “ohhh so you don’t think I can protect myself? Do I have to remind you that I have beat you in training multiple times?” Bucky smiled, “yeah you are pretty badass.” You kissed his cheek, “everything is going to work out and you are going to be an amazing dad”

God of Lightning/Thor Odinson:

You knew how much Thor loved pizza so you decided that was definitely the way you wanted to tell him. You called the pizza place and told them exactly what you wanted. Once the pizza got there, the only left to do was wait. Thor wasn’t going to be home for another 5 minutes and you were dying. You knew it wasn’t long but you were so impatient and wanted to tell him now. Once Thor got home, you told him that you left him a few pieces of the pizza in the kitchen. He went downstairs to go get a piece.

Thor came running upstairs. “LADY Y/N” You looked at him when he burst through the door, “yes?” He picked you up and spun you around, “I love you so much!” You giggled as he spun you around. “I love you too my king”

Hawkeye/Clint Barton:

You didn’t know how to tell Clint that you were pregnant but you knew you wanted to tell him immediately. You weren’t nervous because you both had been planning on getting pregnant.

You had to go get his cake for his birthday and that’s when the idea came to you. You could get him a cake to tell him. You brought him the pregnancy cake and left it out for him when he got home. You were so tired from being pregnant so you fell asleep before he got home.

You were woken up by a frantic Clint. “Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!” He said shaking you. You woke up, “What? What’s happening? Is everything okay?” Clint smiled, “are we pregnant” You nod, about to fall back asleep. Clint kissed your forehead, “I’m so excited baby.” You tried to keep your eyes open, “same baby but I’m tired” you whine. Clint laughs and takes off his shoes getting into bed with you.

God of mischief/Loki “Odinson”:

Loki had never understood why you morals loved getting a stupid fake message with your dry cookies about your future but he always got the Fortune cookies because he knew how happy they made you. But little did he know, this fortune cookie was about to change his life forever. “These are always so dumb. I don’t know why you love these so much. The fortunes are always wrong and the cookie doesn’t even taste good.” You rolled your eyes, “Just try one more, please. This one will be good, I promise.” He rolled his eyes but grabbed the last one and opened it.

His eyes widened, “Ummm Y/n…..what is this?” You looked at him, “You’re having a baby with a moral. Surprise.” He looked at you, “How?” You sighed, “I think my anxiety meds threw off my birth control….” Loki rolled his eyes, “you morals get pregnant so easily” You looked at him, “Wow I’m so sorry Loki. Next time I’ll just deal with my anxiety on my own.” You said annoyed, getting up. Loki sighed, “That’s not what I meant. It’s just, I’m the god of mischief, how am I supposed to be a dad?” You looked at him, “How about the same way you’re the god of mischief but still find a way to be an amazing boyfriend.” Loki smiled slightly, “I hope you’re right. I want to be a great dad.” You kissed him, “you will be”

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What’s On Your Mind?

Author’s Note: Hi :) Remember me? I’ve missed you guys, and Tumblr altogether. I felt absolutely guilty about not writing, but the writer’s block was strong on this one guys. And while I’ve had lots of ideas for stories I couldn't quite put them onto paper...or screen. Anyway, wanted to try something new. So this one is about a Thor! I dedicate this one to you @swaggysposts since I know you love Chris Hemsworth. Its pretty short, but still, tell me what you think, my love!

Summary: Avenger reader has a crush on the god of thunder.

Warnings: some lite language and fluff.

Word Count: 4.7k

Part Two Part Three

“I’m sorry? Did I hear that right? You said you can what?” Mr. Stark asked, without a doubt forgetting that there were stranger things in the world.

Clearing my voice, and speaking a bit louder I say, “I can read minds, sir.”

“That’s what I thought you said.” Stark voiced out loud placing a sleek pair of sunglasses on his face. He was still pretty skeptical of my claims, but another part of him was very anxious. Or would the word be embarrassed? Mortified? Yes that was definitely the perfect description.

Whatever the feeling was, I knew the cause was because he knew that if what I was saying was true, he would have to start groveling because of the dirty thoughts that raced through his mind when we first introduced ourselves.

‘Forgive me for looking Pepper, but this girl has the ass of a professional volleyball player’ was what he thought as he opened the door for me on the way in.

“I can’t hear what you’re thinking though, because It only works through touch.” I lie, as I watch his worry fade away. I needed this job, and I couldn’t be disqualified because of harmless thoughts that we could all be guilty of sometimes. Besides it wasn’t Tony’s fault: these jeans did do wonders for my bottom.

Something told me though, that if this Pepper weren’t in the picture, he’d have no problem saying what he thought of me out loud. And he was a handsome man, couldn’t be much older than 40, so maybe in another universe I’d consider him. Not this one though.

“Hey Kid,” Stark started, interrupting my own inappropriate thoughts, “just saying ‘I can read minds’, wont be enough. You’ll have to prove it.”

“Of course! Sorry—” I was cut short by the sound of the thick glass doors of the conference room being slammed against the walls.

A brown haired boy with deep chestnut eyes, that looked as frantic as the rest of his face, rushed out apology after apology as he took his seat next to the older man.

Tony, who hadn’t spared the younger boy a glance, said, “Ah, perfect. Tell me what he’s thinking.”

‘Spiderling’ was the name he had assigned him through thought. As I concentrated on his confused features, he looked from me to Stark.

“What who’s thinking? Is Dad—I mean Mr. Stark, referring to me? How could she possibly do that? Oh God, he hasn’t said a word to me since I got here. He must be really upset because I’m late. Geez, I hope he doesn’t take Karen again. I’d rather he kill me.” I repeated, after relaying all of the boy’s thoughts as fast as he could think them.

“Is she right?” Tony asked the boy. He felt both amazed and amused. Amazed with me, and amused by Spiderling for thinking of him as a dad. He would never let him live that one down.

After swallowing his astonishment, and turning his attention from me, Spiderling answered “Yes.”

“Good. And at least we both agree on your punishment. I’d rather kill you, too. Saves me less trouble in the future.” Tony stated. He was punishing him because apparently this was the third time he’s been late to the interviews he was supposed to be in charge of.

Spiderling let alarm overtake his features, but before he could say anything, Tony continued on with more questions.

“Do you have any other skills, we should know about?”

“Well just a bit of hand to hand combat. But it still needs a lot of work. Other than that no—”

“How did this happen?” Spiderling interrupted, wonder getting the best of him.

“Kid,” Tony starts, but he goes ignored by Spiderling.

“Were you bitten by some kind of radioactive insect like me? Or are you super smart like Mr. Stark? Or perhaps it was gamma radiation like Dr. Banner! Or maybe a super serum like Mr. Rogers!—”

“Don’t make me remove your batteries, junior!” Tony interrupted, then he looked to me. “I’m sorry. He’ll keep going if you don’t nip it in the bud early.”

But he didn’t have to tell me that. His own mind, like Spiderling’s, was racing a mile a minute.

“No its fine really. He’s just curious.” I reply with a chuckle. “And to answer your question Spiderling: maybe I was born with it, or maybe its Maybeline.”

I began to grow embarrassed by their silence at my terrible joke, until Spiderling stifled a chuckle. “I get it!” He said between snickers. “Wait why’d you call me Spiderling?” He asked. ‘Is she picking on me?’ He thought.

Needing to correct his thoughts to clear up any offense I say, “No! I would never pick on you, I just thought that was your name because Mr.—”

“Y/N, was it?” Tony interrupts, yet again. “I think you’d make an excellent addition to our team! When can you start?”

“Really?” I ask gleaming, ignoring the fact that he wanted me to shut for outing what he really thought of his younger protégé. “I can start right away! Thank you so much for this opportunity!”

“Yeah, don’t mention it.” He hurried. “F.R.I.DAY, will prepare your room, and Peter here will show you around.”

At that Peter hopped to his feet mind racing with thoughts of excitement on the hopes of a future friendship. “Follow me!” He said, grabbing my hand.

“Not so fast, champ. I need to speak with Ms. L/N alone for a moment.” Tony stated, nodding at Peter as he excused himself from the room.

Tony cleared his throat, and relayed his thoughts, thoughts that were hard to separate from Peter’s louder ones earlier. “So Y/N,” He started towards me, leaning in close as he chose his words carefully. “I couldn’t help but notice, that you didn’t need to touch Parker nor I to read our thoughts. Care to explain?”

Flustered at being caught I stumble across my words as I try to explain, “Ah yes, well its rare, but sometimes I don’t need to touch the person.”

“Mmm.” Tony hummed, not believing a word I said, and I knew then the gig was up.

Cocking my head, and wearing a semi-sympathetic expression I say, “Don’t worry. I don’t even know who Pepper is.”

And before Stark could protest, I ran to Peter’s side, so we could begin the tour around my new home.

That was all a little over eight months ago. And so much had changed now. Peter’s hopes became true. We were the best of friends. His boy-like charm never grew old to me, and nor did my gifts to him.

“Cerulean” I’d say, when he’d think things like ‘What’s your favorite color?’. He always thought questions like that as a sort of game. I never got tired of playing along.

It seemed to never click in his mind though that he could never scare or surprise me when he hid behind corners or couches, because I could hear his thoughts before he got the chance to.

But besides the little stunts he’d try to pull by hiding his thoughts in order to frighten me, Peter was as transparent as they were. The boy was an open book, and he rarely kept a secret. It made us perfect friends, because he never seemed to get tired of me knowing every single detail about him.

Though the other avengers treated me like family, Peter seemed to be the only one welcoming of my “gift”.

If you asked Steve, he’d think something along the lines of “I’m too old for this shit” when I’d answer questions he hadn’t had the chance to ask. Then he’d immediately curse himself, for thinking a swear word when I’d tease him with one of the team’s inside jokes, like “language.”

Bucky tried his hardest to keep his thoughts in a vault, but it never worked. I knew exactly how many dead bodies he had under his belt, and where he kept his hidden stash of plums.

Natasha, however, never tried to hide her kill count. She always made it a point to up the number by one as a threat to me, every time I accidentally crept inside her head. I always made it a point to keep my distance whenever she was deep in reflection.

Banner was interesting. His mind had two voices of course, and neither one of them gave a shit about whether I heard them or not. There were the deep thoughts that I struggled to understand most of the time, then others were one-word sentences only. They were louder than the rational side of his brain.

“La, la, la, la, la”, was literally all that Sam would think whenever there was something he wanted to hide. Sometimes he’d do it just to piss me off, because he knew if I said to ‘knock it off’, he could accuse me of evading his thoughts in the first place.

In truth, I never tried to read what they were thinking. I found the process invasive, and distracting from my own feelings. I worked hard to shut it all out, doing my best to make truth of that lie I told Stark all those months ago. But it was very draining, and took more energy than my body could exert. One person was easy enough to ignore, but more than ten, proved to be a task.

Most of my entire life I spent working in order to shut out all of the world around me. I avoided crowds whenever I could, blasted my music through my headphones whenever I couldn’t, and made sure to drug my body heavily with painkillers and vitamins whenever the last two weren’t options.

It was so much work just to go out into the world. So much work until I met him.

The son of Odin was the only person whose thoughts I would pay to hear. Coincidentally, he was also the only person who’s thoughts I couldn’t read. I could never hear him, I would only ever feel him. He radiated a rare intensity I had never felt before. His thoughts, or should I say feelings, even managed to drown out all of those around him. I had no choice but to focus on him whenever he was around.

When I was with him, he literally clouded my brain. I didn’t have to work to shut him or the others out. He did it for me.

I usually thought that was refreshing. But in the time I grew to know him, I found it mostly frustrating at times.

You could say I liked him, but that would be putting it lightly.

Liking someone for me, was a rare luxury. My crushes were always narrowed down to celebrities, and other people who didn’t know I existed.

It was a pain to date people whose thoughts about you were always on display.

And if you thought dating was hard as a telepath, try having sex. Imagine being able to hear all of your partner’s most inner thoughts about the faces you make when you cum, or discovering that you have a small birthmark on your ass that you would otherwise know nothing about.

Yeah, it wasn’t the greatest experience.

I had never experienced the actual joys of feelings for someone, and wondering if they liked me back. Thor was my first. And chances are, he would never feel the same way.

He was a literal god, and he lived up to that fact. I was just an average Midgardian, with a silly school-girl crush. It would never happen.

Silly thing that Fate was. She had to make the only man I found irresistible, unattainable too. What a bitch.

“Hey. Are you ready?” Natasha asked referring to our daily training.

“Yes, what’s on the agenda today?” I ask, a bit confused that she isn’t in her workout attire.

“Well you’ll h–”

“What? Why?” I squeak, before she can finish her thought…well before she can finish her sentence. According to her thoughts, I’d now be training with Odinson.

“I think you’ve graduated from me, kiddo. You can read my thoughts fast enough to predict as well as react to all of my oncoming moves.” Natasha relayed, a hint of sadness detectable through her words. Though she behaved like an older sister to me, she would miss throwing me around on the mat. “We’ll have to see how you do against someone whose actions you can’t predict, just in case that problem comes up out in the field.” She informed me while walking away, before I could confront her.

“Can’t it be someone else?” I yell to her, but she doesn’t answer.

“You wound me, Y/N.” That deep familiar voice bellowed from behind me. “And here I thought you enjoyed my company.”

Oh you have no idea, I thought to myself, as I spun on my feet to face him. I craned my neck to peer up at his eyes. One was a pretty hazel, while the other a deep blue. Cerulean. Funny how he’s the reason I’ve grown so fond of the color after all of these months.

“It’s not that I don’t like you. I just don’t think its fair is all. You know? With you being a god.”

“You’re worried you won’t be able to handle me? Do not fret. I wouldn’t dream of giving you more than you could handle.” He said, wiggling his brows suggestively, while flashing a smile. I suppose I failed to mention that he was a massive flirt that could put even Tony Stark to shame. “I promise to take it easy on you.” He furthered, smirking and winking his hazel orb.

“Why do I feel like your idea of taking it easy is vastly different from mine.” I say, trying to settle the butterflies.

“Whatever you’ve heard about me is nonsense. I’m a merciful master.” He assured. “We’ll just do some light work today: of course we’ll start with stretching, then 30 laps around the facility to build your stamina, a few hours of work on the machines to build your muscle—because my lady you are a dainty little thing, and then we’ll end the day with an hour or two of sparring.”

At the sight of my dumbstruck face, Thor says, “I’m sorry that must be too light. How does 50 laps and three hours of sparring, sound?”

“Are you joking?”

“You’re right. I have some matters to attend to on Asgard, but I think we can squeeze in 75 laps, take it or leave it.”

Realizing how deathly serious he was, I quickly say, “I’ll leave it. Let’s get started.” Deciding to address the subject of excessive training later, I turn to begin my stretches.

Quiet. As usual. I was alone with my thoughts, which was something that only happened quite literally when I was alone. I couldn’t help but be immensely aware of his presence.

Moments like these i’d die to know what he was thinking. Especially when I could feel his stare. It burned worse than fire on my skin.

Fire couldn’t compare to his actual touch, however. The same touch I now felt on my upper back. For a man who weighed over 600 pounds, he was as stealthy as a cat when he wanted to be. His thick fingers against my spine raised goosebumps to my flesh. I would have jumped out of my body if he wasn’t there to keep me grounded.

“My apologies. It was not my intention to startle you.” He informed, through a deep hearty chuckle. “I just needed to correct your form. Your time on the field will suffer if you continue with your training like this.”

“Oh.” I replied, tensing a bit as one of his hands traveled around to my stomach and the other pushed against my spine to straighten my posture. My mind was hazy, and if I had even understood the words he spewed a moment ago, that status now changed.

“It all makes me wonder what the Lady Spider has been teaching you.” He continued, as if he didn’t notice the change in my demeanor. “Better.”

When he stepped away from me, I released a small shaky breath. “What’s on your mind?” He asked. Maybe he did notice the change.

I mentally decided that I would ask him the months-long question I had always wondered about. “What’s on yours.” I state instead of ask, trying to resume my stretches.

“Pardon?” Thor asked. “Do you wonder about what is I ponder? Or is that your answer?

“Both.” I say without hesitation. “Why can’t I read your mind?”

“I’m afraid that’s by design, my lady.”

I stop stretching and turn around to ask, “How?” He had my full attention now.

Shortly after he corrected my posture, Thor had propped himself up against one of the machines to properly examine my form while I stretched. I tried to ignore how awkward that made me feel.

“Since an early age I’ve had to learn to guard my thoughts.” He stated. “My brother is the God of Mischief, and Loki often played games of the mind. Mother took notice of how much it was ailing me, and taught me a few useful tricks on how to keep him out. I guess I’ve always practiced them, even in his absence. I don’t know if I even know how to stop it.”

“Oh.” I breathed out. Trying to make sense of his words.

While I was doing that, he asked,“May I ask why it is you wish to know? I thought you hated your gift.”

“I do. But I guess it still feels odd to not be able to use it on someone. I have no clue what you’re thinking let alone how you feel about me. It unsettles me.” I immediately regretted saying the last part as soon as it was out.

His reaction did not aid my embarrassment. A thunderous laugh erupted from his throat. It was the kind of laugh that you could feel in your abs, and I knew this because his whole torso shook as it spread through his vocal cords. He was genuinely amused.

His amusement prompted me to ask, “What’s so funny?”

“How I feel about you.” I think he mutter softly, before following a little louder to himself, “It’s weakened you.”

“What did you say?” I never had to ask someone to repeat themselves unironically, until I met him.

“Your ability I mean. It has impaired you.”

“I don’t understand what you mean.”

“I think the word is ‘spoiled’. Yes that seems to be the perfect descriptor.” He teased.

His words made me feel small and silly. Almost insignificant. “Excuse me?”

Sensing my irritation, he quickly told me, “I meant no disrespect. Its just most of your kind and some of mine are not awarded the same privileges that you have. We rely on body language and hidden meanings behind words to determine how someone feels. Well with the exception of me of course, because who would not adore me?” He joked. “But that’s beside the point. You have not yet learned how to read between the lines. Which is why I unsettle you.”

“I know how to read body language, I’m not an idiot.” I say a bit more sharply than I intended. My sense of inferiority getting the best of me.

“I’m not implying that you are, just that if it were not for your talent you would know have known what was on my mind ages ago.”

“That makes no sense. If I couldn’t read minds, i’d be in the same place I am now: unable to know what it is you think.”

“My dear, even if you could read my mind it would make no difference, for I’ve already made my feelings towards you painfully clear. One need not the aid of your capabilities.”

“Thor, could you stop the riddles—”

He ignored my pleas and kept going. “But just to be explicitly clear this time, since obviousness is lost on you—”

“Stop insulting—”

“I shall tell you how I feel about you.” He stepped and leaned in closer, as if what he was about to say was a secret meant for only my ears. “Listen closely because I will say this but once, so be wary not to misunderstand: I desire you.” He explained, words dripping with the utmost sincerity.

My brain started racing. And I suddenly realized just how close he was. “You desire me?” I repeated to myself.

“Yes. I desire you.” He stated again, anticipating my uncertainty.

If my heart wasn’t beating fast before, it surely was now. My poor ribcage wasn’t built for this.

“A-A-as a friend right?” I stutter out. “Because we aren’t, we aren’t close, like the rest of the team? Yes,” I breathe out. “That has to be what you mean.” I say that last part more to myself than to him. Clearly I’ve misunderstood his words, even though he warned me not to.

“While I would value a companionship, I’m afraid that is not all I mean when I say I desire you.”

“Eerr” Words are hard to form all of the sudden. Stammering out sounds is all that I can do.

The air around us stilled, and it was pregnant with silence. He gave me a moment to think before asking, “Would you like further explanation.”

“Yes please.” I rush out quickly. “I think that will clear things up a bit more.”

“Right it would. Well If you wish to know what’s on my brain when you’re near, I shall tell you.” His words are teasingly slow, and he knows this.

"But I doubt,” He continues, “i’ll be able to properly convey just how bad I long to be in your presence when you are gone. Just how much I battle myself when it comes to finding any excuse to touch you. As you know, I lost one of those battles today. I don’t know if you can handle, just how much I imagine your warm embrace to be. How tender I’ve imagined your lips to feel. I just know them to be softer than rose petals and sweeter than nectar.”

“In fact,” He started. I could almost physically see the lightbulb go off over his head. And then, he began ridding us of the rest of our space, extending his long arm to snake around my waist, and pulling me against his chest at a speed faster than lighting. “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to put that theory to test.”

It was like a lucid dream. I was only allowed to watch everything play out before me, without the luxury of making any actions myself. It took great focus on my part to even will my head to move. My nod was so subtle I was unsure if he could even see it. But the God of Thunder had more than enough to go off on.

He joined the hand around my waist with his other, and shortly after I could feel my feet rise from the ground. My hands that were previously glued to his chest, found their place behind his neck to support the rest of my body. His head met me the rest of the way, before he blanketed his lips over mine.

He released one of the hands around my waist, to bring it up to my face. His fingers, now fastened to my jaw, slightly parted my lips allowing him to further explore my mouth with his. As massaged my tongue with his own, I could feel his eyelashes dance across my cheeks. That’s how close he was.

Most beards are scratchy and rough, but his felt like silk against my skin. His lips were even softer, and were like velvet in comparison.

I inhaled the scent of rain on freshly cut grass. It reminded me of dewy meadows and Irish springs. His touch was firm, but he managed to hold me with care, like a bull who had trained for years with the sole purpose of entering a china shop.

He tasted like what summer felt like, if you could make sense of it. The kiss had the same intensity behind severe thunderstorms. Beautiful but deadly. I found myself teetering on the edge of a cliff: desperate to chase this thrill, but also wary of whether or not it was worth dying for.

I mentally decided that I could expire in his arms, and be perfectly content with that decision.

I got more into it. I thought that if this was a dream I’d take full advantage of it. Surely dream Thor would be fine with me taking over the kiss. It felt only natural.

I decided it was time for my tongue to do the exploring. My lips needed to memorize the feel of his. My hands wanted to study every strand of hair that lived on the nape of his neck. That was only fair right?

I was enjoying his embrace so much, that I mistook the spinning in my head for shock from kissing a god, instead of the telltale signs of an impending headache. The lack of air in my lungs was because he took my breath away in a figurative sense, instead of the literal physical sense it actually was. The ache that spread throughout my body wasn’t because of the suffocating grip he had to keep me pressed to his chest, but because our bodies were on the brink of fusing into one.

On second thought, maybe dying in his arms is more painful than I previously thought.

I tapped out, and he immediately released me, placing me gently on the ground. I struggled for air, but it was like he didn’t miss a beat. Not a drop of sweat in sight on his gorgeous face. Instead, I could see a bright smile forming.

“Are my thoughts clear enough, now?” He asked, breaking out into smirk.

But I had no time to acknowledge his joke, for I could feel reality setting back in. And reality is, I was a flustered fuck.

“I’m sorry.” I stammered. “I must be holding you from your business on Asgard!”

“What? No—”

But he had no time to argue, for in a flash I was already gathering my gym bag and heading for the door.

“What about your training?” I heard him yell.

“I’m sorry! Maybe another time!” And after that, I practically sprinted to get out of earshot before he could protest or stop me.

I raced passed Peter who was on his way into the gym. “Y/N! Are you okay?” I heard him yell. But what was strange is that I couldn’t hear him think it, despite being more than enough distance away from Thor.

“I’m fine.” I yelled back, hoping he wouldn’t follow. Maybe Peter’s mouth was faster than his thoughts.

No. That wasn’t it, because as I raced through the tower, everyone’s minds were silent, even though they were chatting casually with one another. That never happened.

I burst through the nearest lady’s room, desperate to calm my nerves, when I saw Natasha applying red lipstick. The action by itself wasn’t disturbing, but the expression she wore was.

“Don’t tell the others.” She voiced, in a threatening tone.

“Don’t tell the others what?” I asked confused. Maybe she’d be able to take my mind off of things.

She looked at me like I had grown two heads, much like the first day we met when I proved that I could read her thoughts. “I know you read them. But this is different Y/N, the guys will never let me live this one down.”

“Nat, what are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the date.”

“You’re going on a date?” No wonder she was so panicked. The woman was more comfortable with killing than she was with being vulnerable.

“Yes—What is wrong with you?” She half-yelled, interrupting herself as if she just realized something was wrong.

I had, had enough with trying to not think about him, because the task was damn near impossible so I decided to just say it. “Thor admitted his feelings for me. And then we kissed!” I cried.

Oh, Nat mouthed, taking a more comfortable position against the bathroom sink. She leaned against its counter, and crossed her arms,“And now you can’t take your mind off of him.”

It was my turn to look at her like she was a lunatic. “How did you know that? Are you a mind-reader too?”

Song for the Chapter: Waiting For You by the Aces: Pretty Self-explanatory lyrics. Think of the song from Thor’s POV

part II

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kaunis-sielu · 3 years

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Schoolyard

You’d first met him in second grade. Your dad was a high ranking military man and so your family moved around quite a bit. He had been rowdy but he’d always been nice to you.

You’d become close friends with him and his little group of friends, going to the school for kids whose parents were government officials gave you all kind of a weird perspective of the world. One that was from a more political perspective since many of the kids in your school will end up being involved in the government somehow.

You’d been so close that you’d even had a mock wedding, his best friend knew all the wording for a Nordic wedding and all through middle school he’d joked about being your husband. Even after you’d left Asguard you’d occasionally get emails from him that always started “To my Wifey” but you don’t see him again.

It wasn’t even until you had moved to a new boarding school that you’d even realized who he was. Your new roommate Jane had seen a photo of your friends and had promptly freaked out. She couldn’t believe that you knew Prince Thor, the hottest actual prince in the world.

You’d stayed in touch over the years, through high school and graduation but once college hit you both kind of drifted. You got busy with getting your MD and he, well you suppose that he got busy with learning to run a country.

You know he hasn’t married yet, Jane keeps you updated on that. There have been a few women he’s been spotted with but none seem to actually be dating him or even in the running. Jane always teases you about Thor still being your husband, you still have the little mood ring that he’d given you.

You’ve got about an hour before Jane comes for your monthly pizza night. So you order pizzas and change out of your work clothes into a pair of sweats and an old college tee shirt. Girls night is about being comfy and watching Disney movies so you’re able to catch up without missing anything in the movies.

Jane has her own key so she just lets herself in when she arrives.

“Hey Dummy. When’s the food gonna be here?”

“That’s rich you calling me a dummy. I’m the only real doctor in the apartment.” You fire back and you hear Jane laugh loudly from the living room. “But in all honesty I think it’ll be here in the next ten minutes or so. Pick a movie.”

“Wine first!” She yells and you come out of your room with your hair up and glasses on. Jane is also in a pair of sweatpants but her shirt is one that you’d made her a couple years ago.

“How has your month been?”

“Good, busy. We may have found a new star!”

“What! Jane that’s amazing congratulations!”

“We just have to track it for a bit longer to see if it repeats what it did last year and some other boring shit.” You laugh as she passes you a glass of wine, “How about you?”

“One of my patients came back cancer free the other day!”

“Oh yay!” There’s a knock at the door and Jane sets down her glass before bounding toward it, cash in hand. “Pizza!” She cries just before flinging open the door. She stands in the doorway gawking and you laugh.

“Dude what are you doing? You look like a psycho.”

“Not pizza.” Jane manages to say and you start toward the door eyeing the baseball bat propped against the wall.

“No, not pizza. Had I known you were waiting I would’ve brought some with.” The male voice in the hallway says. It’s accented and familiar but that doesn’t really help you.

“Jane you’re freaking me out.” You tell her scooping up the bat on your way to the door. “Who is at the..door?” You blink up at the large blonde man in the doorway. “Thor?”

“That’s Crown Prince Thor.” A man grumbles from behind him. Thor waves the man off and you understand why Jane is acting so weird now.

“Hi, I’m sorry I should’ve called but I didn’t have your number so that would’ve been hard.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I needed to talk to you about some things.” He looks good, his hair is short and he’s got scruffy beard going on that isn’t quite a full beard but not a five o’clock shadow. He’s got a dark blue peacoat on but those bright blue eyes are the only thing that haven’t changed. “Can I take you out tomorrow night? To dinner somewhere?”

“Oh, um that would be fine. Seven?”

“Excellent, it’s a date. We will come pick you up.”

“We?”

“Oh, Volstagg and me.” He gestures to the man standing in the hallway behind him. “Odin insists now that I have a bodyguard.” He says with an eye roll, this is so reminiscent of your childhood that you can’t help but smile. “Sorry for interrupting your night.”

“It’s okay, it was nice to see you.” The pizza guy comes up and Thor pulls out his wallet and pays before you can stop him. “Thor you don’t have to.”

“I know.” He says with a wide smile before passing you the box. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Right here at 7.”

“Sounds good.”

“Could I get your number just in case anything changes?”

“Oh, yea sure.” He pulls his phone from his coat pocket and hands it to you. You punch in your number and hand it back, “Let me know who you are when you text okay?”

“Okay. Bye.” He and Volstagg leave then and after you shut the door Jane looks at you and whispers,

“What the fuck?” Then she yells, “What the actual fuck! You have a date with a fucking prince.”

“Oh my god Jane could you chill please?”

“No!” She cries, “forget pizza and a movie we need to find you a dress! I have more fancy dresses than you. We should go to my apartment! You always looked so pretty in that black swoop neck one that I have, or maybe a blue one so it can match his eyes. Have you ever seen eyes that blue.” As she rambles you head to the couch with the pizza then place it on the coffee table. You grab both wine glasses from the kitchen counter and bring them to the coffee table too.

“I am going to sit here, watch a movie, drink wine and eat pizza. You can do whatever the fuck you want.”

“But-but-you have a date with a Prince.”

“It’s not a date.”

“He literally said it was a date!” She protests.

“Turning the movie on now.” You tell her and she lets out a long groan. “Besides I have the black dress here.”

“Oh. Okay.” She sits down on the couch and reaches for a piece of pizza.

You’re actually able to get Jane to focus on something other than meeting with Thor tomorrow. You do wonder what he might need to talk to you about that was so urgent that he needed to come here unannounced, and after so much time.

When the movie is over you watch one more before Jane decides to head home. She hasn’t mentioned your ‘date’ since you’d started the second movie. But when she turns on you at the doorway you know she hasn’t forgotten.

“I want every. Single. Detail.”

“Okay okay, every detail.”

“No, no, every single detail.” She repeats emphasizing the single and you laugh.

“Copy that. I mean who knows I might have to sign a NDA.”

“Ooh, scandalous.” She teases with a raised eyebrow and you shake your head at her.

“You’re such a nerd.”

“Takes one to know one.” She calls as she heads down the hallway.

“Let me know when you’re home!” You call back and she gives you a little wave of acknowledgement.

Now that she’s gone though you’ve got plenty of time to think. What was it he needed to talk to you about? Why couldn’t it wait? Why didn’t you get his number too? You don’t even know how nice you need to dress because you don’t know where you’re going.

You get ready for bed, washing your face and brushing your teeth. You lay in bed for a while, you and Thor had always gotten along well. Now that you knew he was the Crown Prince of Asguard things might be a little, weird, but he’d seemed normal enough other than the bodyguard. Like he wasn’t putting on airs or being all posh, if you didn’t know he was the Crown Prince you’d have thought he was just some hot dude. Which, he is, those damn ocean blue eyes could convince you to do just about anything when you were kids.

Probably still could.

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tsrookie · 3 years

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Always In My Heart

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Alyssa Brooks)

A/N: On today’s episode of ‘I have no idea wtf I’m doing’, we have something that I cooked up because I had terrible WiFi and no other app but Google docs would open up.

Trope: Fluff, but a tiny bit of angst?

Rating: General

Word Count: 2.3K

Warning(s): Mentions of character death

Summary: Their son has a very important question to ask.

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The delicious aroma of chicken and rice wafted through the Brooks-Ramsey household. The couple worked side by side in the kitchen as they had all those years ago, the only difference being that it was now a dinner for five and not just two.

Allison Dolores Brooks-Ramsey came into their lives nine years ago, and while it was earlier than they would have wanted, they didn’t regret a second of their lives ever since they first heard her voice.

The twins on the other hand, were planned, but nothing had prepared them for the chaos that Nathan and Natalie would bring. A new broken object every week, a dozen fights for the TV every day, and yet were nothing short of tiny tornadoes when they joined forces.

It couldn’t be more perfect.

“What time did Jackie and Emilia say that they would bring the girls back?”

“6:30, I think.”

“Ah. So we have time till 7:00.” They shared a knowing smile. Two aunts taking their nine and six year old nieces to the mall meant a complete raid of the toy store, and a new guitar.

“You need to stop letting everyone spoil the girls just because you have a soft spot for them, Ethan. Ally’s grown old enough to understand that she has her daddy wrapped around her finger, and we don’t need Nat coming to that realisation as well.”

“I don’t- I can’t believe you would accuse me of not loving all my children equally!”, he exclaimed in mock offense.

“Mhmm. So why did I have to come up with an explanation to tell Nathan why his dad wasn’t on board with ordering dessert when he asked for it, but relented once his sisters kept bugging him for another five minutes?”

He opened his mouth in protest, but decided against saying anything for his own good. “Well what can I say? They’ve inherited their mother’s persuasiveness. And I can’t really say no to you, can I?”

Alyssa’s lips curved upwards at that. The playful look in her husband’s eyes caused her to finally break into a grin. “At least you’re self-aware.” Stuffing the rice into the bird she added, “But I can’t exactly tell our son that his dad is too in-love with his mom that he sees her in his daughters and hence can’t say no to them. He’d gag in disgust.”

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, resting his head in the crook of her neck. “That he would. Alright I’ll try a little harder to resist their charms. Wouldn’t want my only son to end up hating me.” He said it without a hint of worry over it becoming true someday. Over the years, he’d learned to put aside his fears of not being a good father, and with the help of some therapy, and Alyssa’s unwavering love and support, he’d locked up his insecurities in a box and let it sink to the bottom of the ocean.

They took the stuffed chicken and put it in the oven, washed their hands and plopped down on the couch for some rare downtime.

“Crap.”

“Everything okay?”

“Fred’s mom got called in, so she’s dropping Nate off on her way to work.”

Ethan sighed. “There goes the hour I planned to spend with my wife, who I barely get to spend enough time with these days.”

“I swear, you were never this busy when you were chief. I have no idea why my workload’s ten times bigger.”

“I do.” Ethan smiled with pride. “One usually does have a lot of work when they’re at the front lines of the battle for making free healthcare accessible for every single person in the country. My brilliant wife, though she could choose to leave most of the work to her very competent team, opts to take it all upon herself. So that’s probably the cause behind all the extra workload she complains about.”

She smirked and perched herself onto his lap. “Well your very brilliant wife also knows that you called my team very competent just to avoid hurting my feelings, and that you and I both know that they’ll be running around like headless chickens without me taking care of things.”

“I know, love. But you can still make them do a little more instead of working yourself to the bone while still making sure that you have at least one meal with the kids every day.”

She sighed. “Yeah, to make sure that they don’t forget what I look like.” She leaned in closer. “Besides, are we really going to spend our last few minutes of peace talking about work?”

Just as she uttered the words, the door burst open, and Nathan kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the couch as Alyssa slid down from Ethan’s lap. She shot him a look that very clearly meant What did I just say?

Ethan gave her an apologetic look and ruffled his son’s hair. “Hey buddy. How was your day at Fred’s? I know you wanted to spend more time with him.”

“I did, and we were just about to open his new LEGO set when Mrs. Watson told us that she had to run up to her office for some emergency meeting.”, he pouted. “But it was a nice day. We watched Thor: Ragnarok and Luca, and we would’ve watched another movie if his dad didn’t tell us that two movies were enough for a day.”

Alyssa shot him a mildly stern look. “Well he was right. You’re too young to have movie marathons just yet. Two are more than enough, unless you want to have a headache.”

“But mom, I’m not too young! I’m a big boy! I can swing along the monkey bars at the park faster than Natalie, and soon I’ll swing across buildings just like Spider-Man!”

“Well Spider-Man got bitten by a yucky spider before he swung across buildings. Do you want to be bitten by a gross and poisonous spider?”

“Mommy, not all spiders are gross and poisonous. Dad told me that when I was four and got scared of them at the zoo.”

She rolled her eyes. Leave it to her husband to convince her kids that insects were anything short of creepy and disgusting. In reality, they were, but as someone who ran a mile away at the sight of a butterfly, she wasn’t going to accept that.

“That’s right, Nate. Some of them are certainly very poisonous and dangerous, but that doesn’t mean that you should be scared of them. If you maintain your distance and admire them from afar, there should be no problem at all.”, he said with a pointed look at Alyssa, who just huffed in annoyance.

Nathan giggled, his brown eyes lighting up with amusement. He loved watching his parents playfully bicker. It was way better than seeing them- ugh, kiss.

“We were pretending to be superheroes and Fred used his full name for his pretend name cause it sounded cool, and it is. Fredrick Anthony Watson sounds like something from that show you and mom watch with the guys in the stuffy suits.”

“When did you see us watching the show with the guys in the stuffy suits?”, asked Ethan with a slight hint of concern. Whatever he and Alyssa watched on their free nights was definitely not kid-friendly.

“I don’t remember. Maybe a few months ago.”

Their year old puppy, Ivy, woke up from her nap and bounced into the living room to jump onto her favourite person. Nathan squealed with joy as the fluffy hair of the dog tickled his nose.

Ethan and Alyssa smiled at each other. Getting another dog after Jenner was a decision that took a lot of convincing, but their kids were responsible enough and it was impossible to say no after two years of constant pestering.

“Fred told me that he was named after his great-grandfather William, and that he was this really cool guy who saved a bunch of guys from getting mugged in a dark, dark alley.” He turned to look at his parents as Ivy snuggled into his lap. “Who was I named after mom?”

The question caught her off guard, and she glanced at Ethan for backup.

When they knew that they were having a boy, they immediately knew what to name him. They hadn't, however, anticipated Nathan Daniel Brooks-Ramsey to ask such a question this soon.

Seeing his wife at a loss for words, Ethan spoke up. “C’mere Nate.” He pulled him closer and pressed a kiss atop his head. “We once had a friend named Daniel. He worked at the hospital as a nurse, and he was close to your mom and Aunt Sienna when they were interns.”

Having found her voice, Alyssa joined in. “He was an amazing friend. He was the only nurse in the hospital who helped me out when things got messy, and cheered up Aunt Sienna when no one else could. He’d join us for picnics and movie nights, and you could always count on him if you needed something at the hospital.” She took a deep breath, and Ethan nodded. “Things were going well, but then in my second year, something really bad happened.”

“Oh no.”

“There was this bad guy, who wanted his revenge on another bad guy, and he was ready to risk his own life, and the lives of everyone around him to do so.”

“That’s horrible! Who would want to do something like that?”

Ethan smiled wistfully. “A lot of people in this world actually do. You’re a good person, so you know that it’s wrong. But some people aren’t, and they don’t care about other people getting hurt because of their actions. That night at the hospital, Danny tried to tell the bad guy that it was wrong, and to think things through. But he didn’t listen, and did something that hurt both himself, Danny, Uncle Raf, another friend of ours, and your mom.”

His little eyebrows creased with worry, Nathan asked, “What happened then?”

“He… he died. Along with our other friend, Bobby. Do you remember what we once told you about an autopsy?” Nathan nodded his head. “Well Danny asked for his body to be autopsied, and thanks to him, we were able to find out what was wrong with mom and Uncle Raf.”

He fell silent for a moment, remembering the horrors of the day, and how eternally grateful he was to Danny for being the reason he didn’t lose everything. He couldn’t imagine a life without the love of his life and his children, and he wouldn’t have either if not for the sacrifices that were made.

He looked up at Alyssa, and she squeezed his hand in support. “We’ll tell you more when you’re older, but to make it short, you’re named after a hero too. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have you, your sisters, or mom here with me.”

Nathan wriggled out of his dad’s arms, and set Ivy down so he could hug his mom as tightly as he could.

“Well… if you can hear me Mr. Daniel, I just wanna thank you. Thanks for saving my mom. I love her so much and I’m so thankful that I got to meet her because of what you did. I wish I could’ve met you, you sound like a really cool person, and I’m sure you were. So yeah, thanks. A lot.”

Alyssa’s eyes glimmered with unshed tears, and she held her son as she expressed her silent thanks along with Ethan.

What they had was precious.

Fifteen years had passed since they first met, and yet each day they fell in love a little more like they did when they held hands for the first time in the dim light of the NICU watching over little Ethan, or when she finally got to see the real him the first time she visited his place; the first time in years he let someone know a little of the worries residing deep in his heart.

With all the odds against them, it was a miracle that they survived, even more so that they managed to raise three perfect children who had more love to share than they could ever comprehend.

And they’d never forget all the reasons that made it possible for them to survive.

Ding!

The timer on the oven went off, and they got to their feet to get the chicken.

“Was he a good cook dad?”

“I… don’t really know, Nate. Your mom knew him better than I did.”

“Well there was this one time where he helped Aunt Sienna bake an amazing cake, so I guess he knew his way around the kitchen.”, Alyssa recollected fondly. It was for Jackie’s birthday, one of the few nights where the competition was completely forgotten about.

Nathan’s face melted into a glowing smile. “I love cake. So I guess I really would’ve loved him.”

She mirrored his radiant expression. “You definitely would’ve.”

“Why don’t you go play with Ivy while mom and I get the food ready? You can help us with the dessert later.”

“We’re having dessert?!”

Ethan grinned at his son’s excitement. “You bet we are.”

“Yay!” They watched as Nathan ran off to go play fetch with Ivy in their enormous backyard.

Ethan pulled Alyssa in for a sweet, lingering kiss as soon as he was out of sight.

“You’ve been wanting to do that for a while now hmm?”

“Something like that.”, he murmured as they broke apart.

She could see the ever-increasing strands of silver in his brown hair, and the faint wrinkles along the sides of his forehead, but his clear blue eyes were just as loving and devoted as she remembered from over a decade ago.

“We have a pretty good life, don’t we?”

Ethan kissed her again. “No, we have the perfect life.”

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A/N 2: Aaaand I’m going MIA again. Honestly though, to everyone who’s read so far, thank you so much for sticking around. Means the world💙

P.S: I finally chose Chyler Leigh as my face claim!

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fluffy-lee · 3 years

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Peace and Love

Part 9 of the series Vacation

This is a TICKLE series

PLATONIC Avengers x reader

Warnings: none

Summary: The Avengers enjoy a relaxing day at the cabin. Y/n notices Steve seems a little off and hopes to cheer him up.

You woke up bright and early, feeling extra happy today. How could you not be happy on a beautiful, sunny day on Vacation? You rolled over to see Nat peacefully sleeping, and you wanted her to wake up, but you knew better than to wake a sleeping Natasha, so you tiptoed to the bathroom and shut the door, and proceeded to get ready for the day. When you were all ready, you went downstairs to find only Wanda and Vision awake. They were cuddling on a sunny spot on the couch by the window.

“Good morning, Y/n.” Vision greeted.

“Good morning!” You grinned.

“Did you survive last night?” Wanda asked, a grin on her face.

“Barely.” You answered with a blush.

Wanda and Vis chuckled.

“Can I get you some coffee, Wanda?” You asked. “I’d offer you some, Vision, but…”

Vision grinned and poked your side as you walked by, making you squeak.

“I’d love some!” Wanda said.

“The usual?” You asked.

You knew just how Wanda liked her coffee. You were the Avengers’s “little barista,” as Tony called you. You knew what each of them liked for their coffee. Steve jokes that it’s the only reason they kept you.

You made Wanda her coffee, and had the idea that you’d wake your dad up for another canoe ride. You handed Wanda her coffee, and went up the stairs to Bucky, Steve, and Sam’s room. You knew if you woke them all up, there might be hell to pay, but just Bucky was safe.

You quietly entered the room to see only one out of the three was awake. Steve was propped up on his bed, sketching. He looked over at you with a soft smile, and wiggled his finger in a “come here” motion. You walked to him, trying your best to be quiet.

“You need something?” He whispered.

“I was gonna wake him up for a canoe ride.” You pointed at sleeping Bucky.

“Oh okay.”

“What are you drawing?”

Steve turned his sketch pad around to show you that he was drawing the view out the bedroom window. The mountains and trees.

“It’s beautiful!” You whispered.

“Thank you!” Steve mouthed.

You turned and walked to the side of Bucky’s bed. You got nervous to wake him and looked at Steve who raised his eyebrows with a nervous smile. You bit your lip and gently shook him. He didn’t wake up. You shook him more aggressively and he finally woke up startled and furrowed his brows at you,

“What are you waking me up for?” He groaned.

“To go on the canoe?”

Bucky stretched, and much to your surprise, snatched you up and brought you into bed to snuggle you. You giggled and snuggled into his chest.

“It would be nice, but I think I’m going to stay here all day and you’re stuck here with me.” He teased some more.

You smirked and poked around his chest and neck, making him crack up a little.

“Okahahay off you!” Bucky protested, prying your hands off him and sitting up in the bed with you in his arms.

“Well I guess it’s time to wake up then!” Sam grumbled, getting up out of bed and stomping to the bathroom.

You giggled and Sam heard. He slowly turned around while you shut your mouth nervously. He pointed at you warningly. You didn’t move a muscle. He carried on to the bathroom when he saw you got the message. You smiled up at Bucky and he chuckled. He stood up out of bed still holding you, and then set you down by the door.

“I’ll meet you downstairs in five minutes.” He smiled.

You nodded and gave Steve a smile before you left, which Steve returned.

…

You and Bucky had an amazing time out on the lake. You enjoyed this one-on-one time with him. He told you stories about his past, before the war. You absolutely loved to hear his stories. You had loved getting to know him. Whenever you told him stories about your past, you noticed how it made him upset, so you mostly told him your happiest memories, many of which were with your mom. Those memories definitely made him happier than the others, but he still liked to hear them all, because he liked getting to know you.

Bucky rowed the two of you back to shore, and you walked up the hill, side by side to the cabin. Steve was sitting out on the deck reading, and you threw your arms around his neck lovingly. You noticed he was a little quiet today, but you didn’t understand why. He looked at you with a soft grin.

“Pepper made cinnamon rolls.” Steve smirked.

You gasped and ran inside, making him laugh.

“Y/n! Pepper made cinnamon rolls!” Peter shouted, holding up his cinnamon roll he was eating.

“I heard!”

You got a cinnamon roll and climbed into the stool and sat next to Peter at the bar.

Tony walked in and kissed Pepper on the cheek.

“Good morning, Rugrats.” He said to you and Peter.

“We’re not babies.” Peter grinned, rolling his eyes.

You looked at them confused. You didn’t get the reference.

“So Tony, this new game came out today and I was wondering if I can buy it on the PlayStation?” Peter asked.

“Sure kid! Today is a pretty chill day. We’re going to town for dinner tonight, but that’s all.” Tony answered.

“Oh awesome! Thank you so much!” Peter exclaimed, finishing his cinnamon roll and patting your head before dashing to the front living room. It was a little more of a formal room, mostly everyone hung out in the family room, but Peter preferred this one because he didn’t want to hog the TV. He planned on playing the new game all day long. He had been waiting for it to come out for some time now.

The day wasn’t very eventful, but it was very relaxing. You sat out on the porch and talked with everyone (except Peter who was still inside) for several hours, before you, Thor, Nat, and Bucky decided to swim. Steve, Vision, and Wanda lounged by the pool to talk and watch you all swim. Pepper and Tony took the boat out and had a picnic.

After swimming, you showered and got ready for dinner. It was late afternoon and you were laying on the couch next to Peter watching him play his new game he was quite addicted to. After a while, Steve came in.

“Hey we’re about to leave. Tony sent me in here to get you guys.” Steve explained.

“Um I’m not really hungry. I think I’m just going to stay here.” Peter shrugged, eyes locked to the screen.

You looked from the screen to Steve, who was looking at Peter.

“Tony told me you’d say that. Family dinner is mandatory.” Steve shrugged.

“Just tell him I’m busy. He’ll understand.” Peter said absentmindedly, fingers twiddling the controller.

“Well, he also told me that if you didn’t listen…” Steve trailed off. “I should do this.”

Next thing you know, Steve tackled Peter on the couch, and began tickling his sides and belly. Peter laughed and shrieked, dropping the controller to the floor. He curled in on himself while Steve launched his hands to Peter’s extremely ticklish armpits.

“Does this change your mind, Queens?” Steve asked teasingly.

You burst into jealous flames.

You hadn’t been tickled all day and you were in quite the mood to be, especially by Steve, who seemed a little distant today. Your face turned bright red and you wanted him to get you instead, even though you adored the sight. Squealing and flailing Peter was priceless.

“Okay Steve! Let him go. You don’t have to keep tickling him so much. He gets it.” You spat, arms crossed.

Steve looked over at you, slowing his tickling on poor Peter, to make sure it was really YOU that was speaking to him in such a tone. He observed your expression and tilted his head at you.

“Looks like somebody is jealous.” Steve teased, meanly calling you out.

You tried to hide your sheepish grin but it was impossible.

Peter caught his breath and pushed the now distracted soldier off of him.

“I’m going to get ready now.” Peter panted, recovering from the unexpected tickle attack.

“You do that Peter.” Steve replied, not taking his eyes off of you.

You held a throw pillow to your chest nervously.

“Why are you so jealous? I tickled you all the time!” Steve asked light-heartedly, rolling his eyes with a shrug.

“I am not jealous! I was just looking out for Peter!” You lied miserably.

“Oooh alright. I get it. Well, we aren’t leaving for another thirty minutes anyway… and I can do this all day.” Steve said, cracking his knuckles and strutting toward you.

You knew what was coming and it was exactly what you wanted, but now you were very flustered and nervous and you felt like running away, but it was too late for that. Steve dragged you to the middle of the couch by your ankle and snatched the pillow away. You giggled and instinctively covered your torso. Steve looked down at you with a playful grin and went right for ribs. Your giggles didn’t hesitate and you squirmed around, both sides of your rib cage trapped between his large hands. You laughed so hard that your laughter turned silent, so Steve let you breathe. Steve wiggled his fingers above your belly.

“Do you want some more tickles, Y/n/n? Cause you’re my favorite person to tickle! Just tell me if you want more tickles and I’ll keep tickling you!” Steve teased ruthlessly, purposefully saying the word repeatedly to get at you.

There’s no way you could just answer “yes” so, you tickled him back, making him chuckle. He quickly caught your wrists and pinned them above your head.

“I’ll take that as a yes!” He exclaimed before tickling your tummy.

You let out your famous belly laugh and Steve smiled ear to ear.

“Ohohoho there’s that laugh! Tickle tickle tickle!”

“STEHEHEHEVE! NOHOHO! Sohoho mean!” You cried, flusteredly.

“Aww, so all of a sudden you’re embarrassed? This is what you wanted, is it not?” Steve teased some more.

You quickly covered your face with your hands. You didn't know what to do with yourself.

"Don't hide from me!" Steve began as he tickled under your arms, causing you to shoot your arms down. "I can't see your cute wittle blushy face!"

You could not believe this was Steve talking to you right now.

“Why are you blushing? I’m just tick-tick-tickling you!” He said through gritted teeth, curling his fingers with each “tick.”

You shook your head, the smile never leaving your lips.

“I have a question for you, Y/n/n.”

“OHOHOHOH NOHOHOHO!”

“Who is your favorite Avenger?” He asked, tickling gentler, but giving you a warning look.

You giggled and actually thought about it, and then gave him a little smile.

“No answer? I’ll just get your feet then!” He declared, stopping the tickling on your neck and catching your flailing left ankle. “Beeetter answerrrr!” He wiggled his fingers above your foot.

“Iron MaaahaaHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAAHA!”

Steve scritched the arch of your foot and you lost it. He had an angry expression on his face after hearing such an answer.

“HOW DARE YOU?” He boomed.

“CAHAHAPTAIN AMERICAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHP!” You cried through your laughter.

Steve quit and dropped your ankle only to grab the other foot with a smile.

“Look at this cute little foot! You have the cutest little feet!” He sang.

You caught your breath from all the laughing and that flustered look on your face only got stronger. You knew Steve wasn’t done with you yet.

You looked up at him, shyly covering your cheeks with your hands.

“They’re like miniature versions of Bucky’s feet! And just as ticklish!” Steve quipped, now tickling your right foot while you laughed and tried to kick, but Steve had you, so you had to just take it. When he got bored of tickling your foot, he leaned back a second and tapped his chin as if he was thinking.

“Who are you and what have you done with Steve?” You growled, jokingly.

Steve didn’t say anything. He just pursed his lips and widened his eyes at you for only a second. Uh-oh. This can’t be good.

His hands suddenly latched to your thighs, catching you by surprise, making you jump. Steve chuckled at that.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA! STEHEHEVE NOHOHO FAHAHAIR!” You yelled through your laughter.

Steve squeezed repeatedly, tickling the daylights out of you as you ineffectively thrashed.

“What’s not fair? I don’t get to tickle your thighs enough, THAT is what’s not fair!”

You gripped his wrists and tried to push him off. You just couldn’t stand how much it tickled. It felt like so long before he let go, and you barely had time to recover before he was kneading into your very sensitive hips. Super high-pitched giggles now came out of you, making Steve bark out a laugh. After a minute or so, Steve saw your cheeks were still very flushed, so he stopped his tickle attack. He laid the back of his hands on your cheeks, and chuckled when he felt they were warm.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

You nodded with a smile. Your cheeks were hot from the flusteredness and the laughter. You really liked that feeling.

“You never fail to make me smile, Y/n.” Steve mused.

You sat up to look at him, who was now sitting next to you on the couch. He looked back at you with a soft smirk.

“What’s been on your mind today, Steve?” You asked seriously, even though you had just been wrecked.

“You know me so well…” He started, shaking his head.

“Of course I know you so well! You’re like, well I don’t know... a dad to me.” You explained.

Steve was caught by surprise by your sentence. He tilted his head slightly and stuck out his bottom lip at you, as if to say awww and his eyes were filled with adoration, and a little bit of teasing.

You looked down and played with your hands shyly.

“Bucky is my dad, and I absolutely love him, I don’t mean to downplay that at all-” You rambled, before being cut-off.

“I know what you mean.” Steve said sweetly, pulling you into a side hug. “You’re so sweet Y/n/n!”

You looked up at him and he kissed your forehead. You were like a daughter to Steve, but he never thought of it that way. He never took the time to realize, because he was so focused on making sure you and Bucky could be together. He wanted Bucky to have his daughter, who would bring him hope and purpose again after 90 years of hell, and through all that fighting, Steve became so close with you and you two just bonded like no other, and finally, looking down at you now, Steve realized the very reason you two had this special relationship, was because you are his best friend in the world’s very flesh. It was so clear! How could he not realize that? All he ever knew is that he loved you very much.

You looked at Steve’s face, oblivious to what he was so deep in thought about. Finally, he spoke.

“Y/n, I have just been missing my mom today. I had a dream about her last night, and I’ve been thinking about how she would love this place.” He sighed.

“Oh…I’m sorry. I miss my momma too, a lot. She would’ve loved this place too. I would’ve loved to meet your mom, Steve.” You said, sorrowful. You weren’t quite sure what to say just then, but you knew how he felt.

Before Steve could say anything else, Tony called for everyone to head out for dinner. Steve gave you a soft smile as you both stood up from the couch. You walked alongside him down the hallway.

“You know, Steve,” you started, halting in your steps. Steve did the same, looking down at you. “it’s such a good thing to miss your mother. It’s so good, even though it hurts. It means you love her that much.”

Steve sighed and smiled down at you. You had managed to really lift his spirits today.

“Thank you, Y/n… I love you.”

“I know!” You quipped, lightening the mood.

Steve snatched you up baby style, making you squeal, and tickled your belly all the way to the van.

…

“There they are!” Tony announced as Steve walked up with you to the van, still holding you and tickling you. “What did she do?” Tony giggled at your state.

“She was being trouble! Like always!” Steve teased.

“What’s new?” Vision smirked, walking up next to you.

Your jaw dropped to the floor at that.

“Ihihi- I’m not troubl- well. More recently…” You admitted, referring to last week’s antics.

Steve and Tony raised their eyebrows at each other.

“Hah! Gimmie a piece, Cap!” Tony demanded, wanting to tickle you himself.

Steve held you up for him.

“Nohohooho HAHAHAHAH!”

Tony dug into your sides and blew a raspberry on your neck.

“Ihihihi don’t thihihink I can take much more.” You said, shaking your head when Tony let up.

Steve chuckled and set you down in the van. You sat between him and Bucky. You slept on Bucky’s chest the whole way to the restaurant.

…

You were all sitting down eating at the restaurant, having conversations amongst each other. You sat between Nat and Bucky and across from Thor and Peter. You, Thor, and Peter were gushing, having a stupid conversation about “who would win in a fight? Blank or blank.”

“Well, I was going to say we could have a fire tonight, but it looks like there’s a storm coming through the night.” Tony said, catching everyone’s attention.

“WOW. WAIT TO GO, THOR! WAY TO RUIN EVERYTHING!” You joked, making everyone laugh.

“Y/N Buchanan I will fight you in the middle of this restaurant, right here right now.” He threatened jokingly.

You gave him a challenging smirk.

“Y/n, when we get back to the cabin, you need to show Thor that new move we’ve been working on.” Nat grinned.

“Good idea. I need to practice it anyway, might as well practice on a god.”

…

It had already started raining when you headed back to the cabin, and was pouring by the time you arrived. Everyone ran inside and you plopped back on the couch to watch Peter play his game, but with a crash of thunder and a flash of lightning, the power was out. It was getting darker by the minute and though Peter begged Tony to fix it, Tony claimed he couldn’t, not out here. Tony handed you and Peter each a flashlight. Pepper went around the cabin lighting candles. Steve, Bucky, and Sam sat in the front living room, and everyone else sat at the table, drinking tea.

“Remember that hide and seek game you two used to play?” Tony asked.

Butterflies instantly rushed to your tummy.

“You mean Hide and Seek: Tickle Edition?” Peter asked, wiggling his fingers at you.

“Yes! That one! You two hide and whoever I find first…” Tony started, wiggling his fingers at the two of you. “Whoever is not found gets to be the seeker.”

You thought it was so cute how THE Tony Stark was about to play Peter’s game with you. Peter showed you this game after you two started spending more time together. He said that his Uncle Ben used to play it with him.

Tony faced the wall and began counting while you and Peter scurried off. You desperately looked for a good hiding spot and were running out of time, so you hid on the side of a nightstand in Peter and Thor’s room. It was not your best work, but you hoped he’d find Peter first.

You looked up out the partially opened window and watched the rain fall through the trees, and listened, and smelled the air. It was like heaven. You took a deep breath, at peace. You loved your life, and you loved this place, and that’s when you felt the first twinge in your heart at the thought of leaving on Friday. Everyone would go back to their crazy lives, and who knows what could happen next. Aliens, androids, wizards? You just wanted to keep them all here forever. Safe, hidden in the mountains. You always wanted to protect them, even though they were the ones doing all the saving. You were brought out of your thoughts at the sound of Peter’s laughter. You won this round, so you stood up and walked to the sight of Peter being tickled to pieces by Tony on the hallway floor.

“You two better hide!” You smirked and began counting.

You searched the cabin and soon found Tony hiding behind a door.

“Behind a door? Really Tony?” You teased.

He sighed in defeat.

“Alright let’s get this over with.” He said, raising his hands in the air.

You tickled Tony’s belly and he hunched over in laughter and you just pulled him into a hug. He tilted his head in surprise and hugged you back and kissed your head.

It was Peter’s turn to find you and you were quite nervous. You hid in you and Nat’s shower and it brought back so many memories of when you two used to play this game. Several minutes passed and Peter suddenly swung open the shower curtain, making you squeal.

“Mwuahahaha! I gotcha Y/n/n!” Peter laughed evilly, and threw you over his shoulder and carried you to the bed.

“Tickle time!” He teased and dropped you to the bed.

He pried your arms away from your torso and immediately began tickling your tummy while you squealed and laughed.

“Ticky ticky ticky!” Peter said over and over while his fingers danced across your tummy, sides, and ribs.

You threw your head back in laughter when he zeroed in on your belly button.

“Awww I forget you have such a ticklish lil belly button!” Peter giggled, and used the opportunity to blow raspberries on the front of your neck, a spot only he knew about.

You squealed and laughed freely, the biggest smile on your face.

“Go hide!” Tony called from the other room, making you and Peter look at each other nervously, before running your separate ways.

You hid under the table, gripping onto Thor’s calf. Turns out, this wasn’t the best spot because it didn’t take Tony long to find you at all.

“Get out from under there, Y/n!” Tony ordered.

You obeyed, but made a run for it. Tony chased you down the hall and caught you.

“You just made it a thousand times worse for yourself. I hope you know that!” Tony chuckled and dropped you on the couch and didn’t hesitate to tickle your underarms while you laughed so hard your abs ached.

“This is what you get for running from me, you little cheater!” He teased, as his fingers danced down to your ribs and you squirmed and tossed around, so Tony straddled you and your laughter only increased. Next thing you knew, he placed his “claw” on the middle of your tummy and began shaking your tummy. This always tickled you so bad and your famous belly laughter found its way to your smile. Tony laughed along with you at that. He thought that was so cute.

“You are so cute, Y/n!” He complimented. “I’m gonna give you raspberries for that.”

Your eyes went wide and his lips met just above your belly button and he blew the fattest raspberries, making you squeal and your laughter went silent, which happened when something tickled you really bad. After several raspberries, Tony sat up and kissed your cheek and you both laughed. Then, the power came back on and everyone cheered.

“Y/n’s laughter brought the power back on!” Pepper teased and you blushed.

Later in the evening, you, Nat, and Thor stood in the living room.

“Alright, Y/n. Show him what I taught you! Use your legs, NOT your back.” She instructed.

You ended up flipping Thor on the floor and his handsome laughter poured out of him. Everyone else who was watching cheered and clapped.

“Amazing, Y/n!” Steve praised.

You smiled and bowed.

Thor pulled you to the ground by surprise and laid you face up on his chest and held your arms above your head, and wrapped one of his legs around both of your legs.

“Natasha, if you’d like to tickle Y/n, now is your opportunity!” Thor said.

“NOHOHOHO! I’ve been tickled so much today! I can’t take any more!” You lied.

“Sure you can!” Nat teased, dancing her long nails all over your neck.

You laughed for the millionth time today, but Nat’s tickles were different. Her long nails caused a ticklish sensation that Steve or Tony didn’t have. Their tickles were more rough, and hers were gentler, but still would drive you quite mad.

“Nahahat! Plehehehase! Nohohot my neheheck!”

“Tummy it is then!” She giggled, dancing her fingers on your belly under your shirt.

You squealed and laughed while Thor held you in place. He was smiling ear to ear, and thought it would be funny to blow some raspberries on the back of your neck.

“These sides look luscious!” Nat teased, now moving to scribbling your sides.

You fell between your belly laughter and silent laughter, which everyone found very amusing.

Nat was now pinching your hips while Thor squeezed you in a hug and was rubbing his beard on your neck. You just giggled, because this didn’t tickle quite as badly as before, and you were quite loving being loved-on at the moment.

“Aww I bet Peter wants us to do that to him, Tony!” Steve sang, just to embarrass Peter.

“Absolutely not!” Peter said, red-faced. Truly, he wouldn’t mind, but it made him quite flustered being called out like that.

Tony tackled him to the couch and Steve joined. Tony tickled the screaming Peter’s belly while Steve got his ribs, sending him to tickle hell.

“YEAH TICKLE HIM!”

“TICKLE HIM UNTIL HE CRIES!”

Bucky and Sam hollered.

You were finally set free by Nat and Thor, and you rolled off Thor onto the carpet, catching your breath, with that warm feeling in your tummy. You looked over to see the cuteness that was Peter being tickled, and this time, you weren’t jealous. You definitely had your fill for the day.

…

When you were ready for bed, you knocked on Sam, Bucky, and Steve’s door. Steve opened the door, shirtless and in his blue flannel pajama pants.

“Heeey dorito!” You sassed.

Steve rolled his eyes with a smile. “What do you want?”

“To see you guys, especially Dad.”

Bucky bumped Steve’s out of the way with his hip, making Steve cackle and run into the wall. You giggled at that.

“Come here, cutie!” Bucky said, swooping you up from under your arms and bringing you into the room, giving your kisses on your cheek. Sam was laying in his bed with his laptop and headphones in, but smiled at you.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” You asked your dad.

Bucky dropped you on his bed.

“Can she Steve?” Bucky asked.

“I don’t care.” Steve shrugged casually, standing outside the bathroom with his toothbrush in his mouth.

“Sleepover!” Bucky cheered.

“DID SOMEONE SAY SLEEPOVER?!” Peter yelled, rushing into the room.

“WOO HOO!” You cheered.

Bucky and Sam went wide-eyed.

“I CALL SLEEPING IN SAM’S BED!” Peter announced, jumping into an “angry” Sam’s bed.

“OH HEEEELL NO!” Sam yelled, kicking the giggling Peter out of his bed, while you, Bucky, and Steve clutched your bellies laughing.

“Nah I’m just messing with you. Thor and I are going to watch a movie.” Peter said. “I just came to say night night!” He ruffled your hair and you said goodnight to your best friend.

You snuggled up to your dad and he snuggled you back before turning out the light.

“Your feet are freezing, Y/n!” Bucky exclaimed in the dark.

You giggled a funny giggle, which made Steve, who just walked out of the bathroom into the dark, giggle and now the two of you went back and forth giggling.

“I guess we’re not tired!” Bucky sighed, rolling his eyes.

Steve turned on a show and crawled into his bed.

You soon fell asleep in Bucky’s arms. Steve and Bucky exchanged a smile. Steve turned off the TV, and soon everyone was asleep.

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Definition of Heaven

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Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

Summary:

You found out you were pregnant with Bucky's baby when the blip took place. You keep the baby and raised him by yourself. You have always believed that Bucky will come back to you and your son, Gabriel. Five years later, the Avengers won, Bucky came home to you and Gabriel.

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Fluff

For the past 5 years, it has always been just you, your son, Gabriel, and the rest of the Avengers like Nat and Steve. You found out you were pregnant with Bucky's child when the blip took place, and during that time, Bucky was in Wakanda and that's where he vanished in thin air just like everyone else who got snapped out because of the son of a bitch creature, Thanos.

It was Steve who told you that Bucky vanished as well, so you told him about your situation, about your pregnancy. He and Nat suggested that you stay with them in the compound to make sure your safe pregnancy and to help you as well throughout your journey to motherhood, which you happily agreed on. You stayed with them and they helped you a lot, they made your journey easier, however, the thought of Bucky is still in your mind and your heart. You always miss him, and you told yourself you'll always love him.

After nine months of nurturing and sheltering your baby inside you, you finally gave birth to a handsome healthy baby boy. When you saw your baby's blue eyes, you knew he got it from Bucky. You ended up naming him Gabriel, the name of your late grandfather who raised you after your parents died. Gabriel gave light to your darkness, not just to you but to everyone else like Nat and Steve. You did everything to raise him well, a strong and brave one, who's not afraid to do what is right and good. His first crawl, first step, first walk, first word, you witness them all, and you wished Bucky did too.

Five years later, Steve and Nat had a strong belief that they can actually bring everyone back but it's high-risk. With the help of the remaining avengers, Clint, Thor, Bruce, and the shrinking guy, Scott or he calls himself the Ant-man, they were able to retract all the infinity stones in the past, but like what was mentioned, it's high-risk. Nat risked her life to be able to get the soul stone. Losing her broke your heart, she's like a sister to you. But she's not the only avenger who fell, Tony Stark did too when he snapped his fingers to save everyone.

Despite the pain of losing two important people in your life, Bucky came home to you and your son. When he found out about Gabriel, he instantly kneeled in front of your son as he introduces himself as his father. You could still remember how Gabriel answered him, I know, I always see your picture on mom's locket. Then, your Gabriel opened his arms to give Bucky, his dad, a hug of a lifetime. You can't help but feel emotional while watching them meet each other. Bucky may not be able to see him for the past five years, you know, he would make it up to both of you, especially to Gabriel.

•••

The morning breeze embraces your body as you go out on your room's balcony to have your morning coffee. The two boys are still sleeping in the master's bedroom of the house that you and Bucky bought after the blip. Your view is the sun shining above the small village you are living in, just like how the sun shines on the world again after five years of darkness.

After Tony's funeral, everything happened so fast. You, Bucky, and Gabriel reunite as a family, just like everyone else did with theirs. Bucky did everything to make it up to you and Gabriel, he worked hard and you both finally had the means to move into your dream house and here you are now, living in the life you wanted for so long.

"Perfect view, isn't it?"

You turned around and saw Bucky about to join you on the balcony. He's wearing his white shirt and his favorite pajamas.

"Good morning," you greeted him, "I thought you are still asleep with Gabriel inside, I didn't want to wake you up. You two are like snoring machines," you joked.

He chuckled as he makes his way towards where you are standing.

You and Bucky were able to pick up where you left off everything before the blip. You two became inseparable after the blip, both of you are scared of losing one another again. You haven't talked about getting married yet but you are already happy and contented with the life you have right now, it's like you're living in heaven already beside your two angels.

As he comes closer to you, he grabs your mug and placed it on top of a table, afterwards, he put both of your hands around his neck and his hands are on your waist. You two almost look like dancing.

Being five years away from him was like living in hell, you always miss him and there were nights when you'll just cry yourself to sleep. But when Gabriel came into your life, you knew you had to be strong for both of you. You just silently hope that one day, Bucky will find his way home to you. And he did.

He stared at you, a smile on his face, "Did I ever say thank you to you?" he suddenly asked.

You frowned, "Thank you?" you chuckled, "For what?"

"For being the love of my life, for choosing me, for bringing Gabriel to our lives, for living this life with me," he put strands of hair at the back of your ear as he cups your cheeks, "Thank you for being so brave all these years. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for loving me unconditionally," he said while staring at your eyes wistfully.

There he is again. Being sentimental about the time he lost and the time he could've been with you to support you.

He always feels so sorry for not being there for you when you found out that you're having a baby, for not being there when you're experiencing morning sickness, for not being by your side when you are screaming at the top of your lungs as you push Gabriel out of your womb. You understood his regrets but you have always believed that he may not be physically there, he is there with you, he's inside your heart.

"I could've been there for you when you found out that you're pre--"

You put your finger on top of his lips and shushed him, "Stop it, will you?" You removed your finger on his lips, moving your hands on both of his cheeks, "How many times do I have to tell you that you should stop saying those things? Bucky, we are here and you'll never lose us again. We'll never lose each other again," you vowed. "And you don't have to thank me for those reasons you mentioned because I did those things out of love, out of my love for you," you rested your forehead against his chin, "I did those things because I love you."

"And I love you too," he murmured, feeling his kiss on your forehead, "I love you and Gabriel more than my own life."

Bucky being a father to Gabriel is amazing. You could see his eagerness to make it up to him not just by giving him toys or any tangible things, but by giving him the attention, time, and love your son deserves. There were times you'd see him reading books about fatherhood and how to be a good father. You could really see his great effort to get to know fatherhood even more.

"Dad, Mom?"

You and Bucky slightly pulled away from each other as you both hear Gabriel behind the two of you.

"Hey, munchkin," you detach yourself from Bucky, as both of you make your way towards to doorframe where your son is standing in his pajamas. You and Bucky kneeled in front of your son, "Had a good sleep?" you asked him, fixing his messy brown hair.

"Yes, I had a good dream too!" Gabriel excitedly said, switching his eyes between you and Bucky.

Bucky pulled Gabriel in between the two of you, "Can you tell me and your mom about your dream?" he asked.

Gabriel nodded, still smiling from ear to ear, "I dreamed of seeing mommy in a beautiful white gown, and you're wearing a white suit, daddy," he said while excitement is still in his eyes. "I also saw Uncle Steve, Uncle Clint, Uncle Sam, Aunt Wanda, and the rest of your friends!" he added.

You and Bucky exchanged glances when you both heard what Gabriel's dream is about.

"What else did you see?" Bucky asked while his eyes are still looking at you.

"You and Mommy kissed," Gabriel continued then he sighed, "Then Daddy said he will take care of you forever, he will make you happy every single day."

You and Bucky kept on staring at each other while Gabriel is talking about his dream, that you two are getting married in his dream. The two of you haven't talked about getting married just yet, but Bucky already gave you his word and you have faith in him.

Gabriel went inside again to brush his teeth, leaving you and Bucky on the balcony again.

Bucky stood up and helped you next to stand up as well. He held both of your hands once you are both standing in front of each other.

"Our son's growing nonstop," Bucky reflected.

You nodded, "I know," you playfully pouted your lips, "Our baby is growing too fast."

"So what do you say about giving him a little sister or a little brother?" he teased you, then he planted a kiss on the back of your hand, "Or should we plan our wedding first?"

"Are you really sure this is what you want?" you asked him, your smile slowly fading away.

Bucky's brows furrowed, "What do you mean?" he seems puzzled. "What do you mean if I'm sure if this is what I want?" he added.

You took a deep breath, "Bucky, I just want to be sure you really want this whole thing, me as your wife, us as one family. Not that I don't trust you or I don't want you to, but I just want to make sure that I'm not forcing you to do this," you stuttered.

"Y/n, you're confusing me."

"Okay," you sighed, "Bucky, before the blip, we are together, right? It wasn't really our plan to have a baby, but it happened anyway. Gabriel is the biggest blessing for us, I just don't want you to think that you have an obligation to me, to marry me just because you have a baby with me. I want you to marry me for the right reason, not because I have your child." Your hand moved on top of his, "Bucky, I love you. You know that, right? But I don't want to pressure you into enteri--"

"Look, y/n," he said, stopping you from finishing your sentence, "I know this wasn't our original plan, this wasn't I had in my mind five years ago when I thought of us and our future, but I couldn't think of any best way of having a future with you. Before the blip, I kept on asking myself why I had to go through those pain all those years, and when I met you, I finally understood why. Those pain will bring me to you, my lightbringer. Now, I have more reason to let go of my past, I have you and Gabriel now. I have both of you as my family," he walked closer to you and cupped your face, "And don't think that I am marrying you as an obligation or what because it would be my pleasure and my honor to marry an amazing woman. I will marry you, not because you are the mother of my child but because I want you to be my wife, I want to see you every single time I wake up and before I go to sleep. I want to grow old with you and it may sound cliche as it is, it's true. I want to spend my life with you."

His words made your worries disappeared. His words made you believe that he's the guy who would make all your worries and doubts vanish in thin air.

"So I gonna ask you now," he let of your face and he removed his dog tags around his neck, "Will you marry me?"

It was a spontaneous proposal. He doesn't have a ring with him, but all he could offer and give you are his dog tags. It may not be the usual way of proposing to women, but you couldn't think of any best alternative for that one. Anyway, you like uniqueness.

You smiled at him, "Yes, I will marry you, James Buchanan Barnes."

Bucky pulled you towards him and kissed your forehead, "I love you," he said before kissing your lips next.

After he kissed you, he puts on his dog tags around your neck.

"I knew it will look more good on you," he said, staring at his dog tags on your neck.

You chuckled, "I love you, Bucky."

He pulled you towards him for a hug and you knew at that very moment, you have everything you'll ever gonna need in your life.

Having Bucky and your son, Gabriel by your side forever is your definition of heaven.

-v.dl

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