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Hey! Chris x reader slow burn? I don’t have a clear idea but.. just slow burn, OMG.

I’ve not done much slow burn. I mean my Andy series was kinda, my Ransom fic was and my new ransom series has been kinda. But yeah i love this. Slow burn is some of my fave stuff to read.

Reader is going to be a singer/actress in this!

I hope you love this as i’m feeling very insecure about it. Let me know, feedback is always welcome.

Disclaimer: My work is not to be posted anywhere else other than MY Tumblr, Wattpad and Ao3 without my permission. However, reblogs are welcome.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Slow burn, fluff and smut...MAYBE 😉

Word Count: 5,694

Summary: You and Chris are about to become co-stars in a new movie. You meet him when you attend the Oscars and from the second your eyes meet, a crush develops on both parts. But it’s not as easy to admit your feelings.

GIF NOT MINE!!! Credit to @itsagentromanoff go check them out ❤️

Worth The Wait

As an actor, Chris Evans is used to women fawning over him and pretty much throwing themselves his way. He’s got the ladies right where he wants them. He’s no heartbreaker, not intentionally anyway but he has been around the block a couple times.

When it comes to you on the other hand, your the polar opposite. You’ve only had one serious relationship. Sure guys ask you out or slide into your DM’s but you pay them no mind. You prefer to focus on your career.

You’re currently on track to release some new music. You’re also preparing to start shooting scenes for a new movie in the next couple of months. A romance movie. As soon as you got the part you found out about who would be your love interest. It’s Chris Evans.

As an actress and a woman in the industry, you obviously know who he is, you don’t live under a rock. He’s been in lots of movies that you’ve seen. He’s also very handsome, you can’t deny that. But you won’t be the one to fall at his feet. That isn’t your style. You prefer the subtle approach.

Tonight is the first time that you’re attending the Oscars and to say that you’re nervous would be the understatement of the century. It’s a day in the hairdressers chair with a makeup artist in the afternoon and a nail tech too. Your dress is at your house, hung up on the rack ready to put on last minute.

“So what are we going for today?” your hairdresser asks, you show her some images and she gets to work on what you requested. It has to be perfect. You have to make a good impression.

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4:30pm

Makeup done, nails done, hair done. Time for the finishing touch, your dress.

Your car pulls up to your house, ready to take you there, the nerves are flooding your body but you have your best guy friend with you, Jason. He’s your date tonight.

“Calm yourself, you’ll be fine” he’s always reassuring you whenever your anxiety hits full force.

“I just don’t know what to expect” he rests his hands over yours before handing you a glass of champagne.

“Get this down you, it’ll help” you can’t help but giggle, taking the glass and drinking all of the contents in it.

Whether you’re ready or not for the red carpet, you’re here. No turning back.

As you step out, your friend helps you. You’re wearing a full length red dress with black heels. You’re bombarded with flashes and shouting. Photographers calling for you to look their way.

You walk onto the carpet, posing with your friend when you stop for the cameras. He wraps his arm around you and you smile as he whispers in your ear about all the camera men getting excited thinking that you two are a couple. He already knows the questions that you’re going to be asked.

‘Is he your boyfriend?’

‘How long have you been together?’

You have the perfect response ready if that happens. He steps out of your way briefly so you can get some solo pics taken, this isn’t actually that bad. Posing for the cameras that is. It’s quite annoying with everyone shouting at you to look at them but aside from that, you’re enjoying it.

As you walk further up the carpet you hear everyone screaming “CHRIS OVER HERE”

It’s Chris Evans. The leading man for your new movie. He looks good. More than good. He’s hot. But you won’t let that show.

Chris pulls Scott back to him when they finish taking solo pictures. Ready to take more with them two together. Scott starts laughing at something the photographers say before noticing Chris not paying attention.

“Earth to Chris” he snaps his fingers in his face, following his eye line, that’s when he discovers what’s got his brother so distracted, or should he say who.

You’re stood there, laughing your head off with a guy, your smile is the type of smile that has everyone around smiling along with you.

It’s infectious, just like your laugh. You look absolutely gorgeous.

He knows exactly who you are, he’s heard your music and the movies you’ve done. He also knows that you’re playing his love interest for his new upcoming movie. Now he’s seen you in person he can tell he’ll have no trouble with intimate scenes.

He watches you until he feels Scott tugging at his arm and just before he looks away, you look up, your eyes meet. For a split second.

And in that second, he feels something. A crush developing. It sounds crazy, he doesn’t even know you but he feels some type of way.

Your eyes meet his blue ones, only for a second but it has your heart beating fast. He really is beautiful. You’re looking forward to working with him.

All of the celebrities make their way into the building ready for the event to start, you’re guided to your table.

You’re sitting with the man himself. It’s like there’s a god up there plotting all of this, forcing you together. You can’t complain though.

“So, you’re Y/N then?” he pipes up, rubbing his hands together before lifting a glass to his pink lips, they look so soft. You wonder what it would be like to kiss them. But remember, you need to keep it subtle.

“Yeah, i heard i’ll be working with you soon” he nods his head “Indeed, i look forward to it” Scott and your date look back and forth between the two of you, the chemistry is painfully obvious between you and Chris.

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Since both of your plus ones have left to go to the toilet, he moves over to sit next to you. Not caring about how it looks to everyone around.

“How long have you and Jason been together?” you can’t help but giggle, you knew people would assume things.

“He’s not my boyfriend, he’s my best friend. I’m single by the way if that’s what you were trying to find out” he sighs at his failed attempt.

He can’t believe that you just sassed him. It makes him like you more. He’s intrigued, he wants to find out more. Whether that’s going to be possible in this setting is the one question on his mind. That and the question of asking you for your number before the others come back.

“Listen, i don’t usually do this but since we’re going to be working together anyways. I just wondered if maybe i could get your number. We can try and find time to hang out, get to know each other a bit better before shooting starts” you bite back the smile that tugs at the corners of your mouth, giving him your best poker face.

“I mean, i suppose that could be handy. Sure” your voice normal, your facial expressions are dead serious as you type your number into his iPhone.

He grins as he moves back to his seat and minutes later Scott and Jason return. They both take their seats and the show resumes. Cameras are rolling so you try your best to look good in case you’re caught in the footage, checking yourself out in your pocket mirror quickly.

This night is going really well so far.

You like Chris of course you do, he’s handsome, charming and polite. But as much as you’re looking forward to kissing him and getting close you have to admit that he’s not your usual type. You also have your reservations about ever going there with him if he tried it.

You don’t date co stars, not whilst you’re filming with them anyways. It’s unprofessional, a rule you’ve not broken so far but will he make it difficult for you? That’s another thing entirely.

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It’s a Wednesday afternoon and you’re chilling at home today. Shooting for your movie starts next weekend and you’re taking all the time you can to work on some new music and take some much needed pamper time.

You sit there in your studio, writing lyrics and figuring out a beat when you hear your phone ringing. There’s a huge pile of sheet music in the way, you start moving it to find your phone sat there. Chris’s name on the screen.

“Hello” you greet

“Well hello to you too, someone sounds very happy to hear from me” he chuckles, making your heart flutter.

“Oh, can’t you tell, i’m jumping up and down from all the excitement” he can’t hold back his laughter, trying to stop it so he can actually speak.

“What are you up to today?”

“Currently, i’m song writing. Yourself?” he hums in response “not a lot, i was wondering if you wanted to try and hang out? Get to know each other, shooting starts next weekend and i barely know who i’m going to be kissing” he’s cheeky and very flirtatious, you gotta give him his props. He knows how to woo the ladies. But you’re not buying any of this. He probably does this with all of this leading ladies.

As much as you want to swoon and give in, you have to stay professional and protect your heart. He’s dangerously handsome, the dream personality that every girl wants a guy to have. He’s perfect but you could get hurt if you step over that line.

You decline his invite, making an excuse about getting this song done. He sounds quite sad as he hears your rejection.

“Well, i guess i’ll leave you to it then. Maybe we can do it another time” you agree, hanging up the phone.

You feel silly for declining his invite. But you have stuff to do, you also know that if you start hanging out, you’ll catch feelings.

Little do you know, catching feelings for one Chris Evans is inevitable. It’ll sneak up on you.

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“Chris and Y/N to set please” the director shouts, summoning the two of you. It’s your first scene with him. He spots you and smiles as you get closer.

“Oh if it isn’t miss unavailable” he mocks, you shove him playfully “Or maybe i was just trying to shake you off” he rolls his eyes. You both check over the script before the cameras start rolling.

Your character is sat in a cafe when his character strolls in with his friends. He looks around when his eyes fall on you. You’re sat there reading a book, sipping at your coffee when you hear them all making a bunch of loud noises.

You look up and your eyes meet and in this moment, it doesn’t even feel like acting. It feels real.

“You guys go ahead, i’ll catch up” he practically rushes his friends out of the door before sitting across from you.

“Wait, people actually read nowadays?” you scoff at his attempt to be funny, finishing up your drink and packing your stuff away.

Just like in real life, he can’t catch a break with you. You aren’t giving him the time of day.

“I didn’t mean to offend you” you roll your eyes, turning back to him.

“If you think some comment about books is going to offend me then let me just say that you’ll have to work a lot harder” you storm out of the building, away from him.

The director yells cut. You head over to him for some feedback. He seems very happy with how the scene worked out. He gives a couple of tips for the next scene. He wants your character to bump into Chris’s character at work, leading him to mock you and get cocky about you stalking him.

You take a couple of sips from your water bottle before continuing. Shooting the next scenes. He keeps messing up, causing you to be there longer. Shooting the same one over and over. Next take he gets it, you don’t mess up once. You feel quite smug about it. He’s the professional, you’re the amateur and he’s the one messing up his lines. How ironic.

It’s time for a break, you head back to your trailer, sitting down and flicking through your phone. You hear a knock on your door. “Come in” you call out, he enters.

“Following me around i see” you giggle

“Nice sarcasm. Very funny. Have i done something wrong?” you furrow your brows in confusion.

“No, why?” maybe your stand offish attitude and poker face expression has clearly been too good.

“You just seem really off with me. Rejecting any invitation i made to hang out last week. Rushing off set when they called for a break. Seems like you don’t want to be around me” you shrug him off.

“There’s no issue, i didn’t mean to give that impression. It might just be my nerves. I’m sorry” you feel awful. You never intended to take your professionalism too far. Clearly you’ve come across as a stuck up bitch. Like you’re too good for him, that’s not the case.

“It’s cool. Look if it helps with the nerves, i was the same when it came to Captain America. I almost turned the role down and missed out on it because of my anxiety. But you just gotta take a deep breath and remind yourself that you’re here because you’re talented and clearly the best woman for the role”

You feel taken back by him. He’s really down to earth. A quality you didn’t expect to be real in him. You’ve seen interviews and heard lovely things about him before but a lot of celebrities have a way of acting one way in public and another behind closed doors.

That very clearly isn’t the case for him. He’s real. Genuine and very soft in person.

The fact that he took the time to come and see if you were okay and to squash any tensions. He didn’t have to but he did. It’s nice and endearing to see.

“Thank you, honestly i appreciate it. I’m just a bit off my game. I’ve not done much in terms of movie roles and this is only my 3rd role so i’m trying to get better with nerves” he flashes you a reassuring smile before standing up.

“I’m going to get some snacks, you coming?” you throw your phone in your bag and head out with him, accepting his offer this time.

“So what music are you working on?” he asks, shoving some fruit into his mouth.

“Just music, i don’t want to give too much away and risk boring you with the details” he waves it off “you could never be boring” your cheeks heat up but you continue to eat to ignore it.

“Seriously, you can’t just sing me something?” he begs, giving you his best puppy dog eyes.

“Guess you’ll have to wait for that Evans”

“What’s your deal anyways?” you ask as you finish up with your food and head back to set.

“What do you mean?” you shrug “your relationship status duh. I mean i think i’ve shared a lot with you today. It’s your turn” he nods “I’m single unfortunately. 39 and still single, quite pathetic i know” you stop walking, turning to him.

“Dude, snap. You’re not pathetic don’t worry. I feel the same occasionally being 28 and still single when all my friends have kids and are married but it happens. Love works in mysterious ways. It’ll happen when it’s supposed to”

It’s true. As much as you feel lonely, you know things will fall into place soon. So you try not to stress to much.

You get back to set and continue with filming. It’s gonna be a long day.

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You make your way back to the trailer, preparing to get some sleep but you feel your phone buzz when you pull the covers over you.

‘I can’t sleep, fancy watching a movie?’

This screams trouble. You already spent some time with him off set today.

Fuck it.

‘Sure, come over?’

You don’t get a response but a knock at the door distracts you.

“You brought snacks” you chirp, spying the chocolate in his hands. He walks in, kicking his shoes off and making his way to the bedroom area.

“Someone’s making themselves at home” he grabs the remote, flicking through your Netflix that you set up on the tv.

“How about a horror” you suggest, he agrees and clicks on IT.

You both sit there, chatting whilst barely watching it.

He tells you about his dog Dodger, showing you pictures and videos of his cute pup.

“I just want to cuddle him, he’s the cutest” you coo as you urge for him to show you another. You move closer to him, a bit too close as you watch.

Once the video finishes you look at him, realising that your face is inches away from his. You instantly back away. Almost as if his presence gives you an electric shock.

“Longest relationship” way to change the subject.

“6 years” you respond, the memories of it all come back. He motions for you to elaborate.

“The relationship wasn’t all bad. It was good for the first year or two. Then it just got boring, we both stayed because we got comfortable. Relaxed. I guess It was easy to be with someone who despite me not loving him, we both knew one another inside out and there was no need to make too much effort. Eventually we both realised that it had to end. There was no hard feelings, we’re still friends. He’s married now with a son”

You feel a little sad that he managed to find his soul mate, his person. the woman he truly loves. And yet you’re stuck in this rut.

“How about you?” you change the subject before he can comment on how bothered you look.

“5 years, it wasn’t a bad break up either just didn’t work out i guess. It happens and now here i am. Single too. Just going about my life. Wondering if i’ll ever marry and have kids” he chuckles, you can see the embarrassment in his face. The way he’s looking down to avoid your eyes.

He feels a sense of sadness too. He wants a family, this isn’t new information. You’ve seen the interviews. He’s always said he wants a big family. But he’s still alone and no closer to achieving that.

The more you talk to him, the more you like him. He’s so genuine and sweet. He’s got a heart of gold, you can see it so easily. Not a bad or mean bone in his body.

Why on earth is he single?

He’s the dream boyfriend, the guy that pretty much most girls want. He’s sensitive, romantic and sexy.

This will forever be a mystery after tonight. You feel like you know each other inside and out now.

It’s nice.

As time ticks by, it’s getting later. It’s now midnight and you’re focusing on the movie, you turn to make a joke about one of the scenes but he’s fast asleep next to you. You throw some of the duvet over him before lying down yourself and turning the tv off.

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The sunlight almost blinds you, forcing you awake. You desperately reach to shut the blinds but a voice stops you dead in your tracks.

“Wakey wakey” It’s Chris.

“We’re needed on set in half an hour. So get up sleepy head” he teases, throwing a pillow at you. You jump up out of bed, chasing him with said pillow. Ready to throw it back to him.

“Oh you are a grumpy one in the mornings. I shoulda known” you can’t even be mad, he’s so positive and smiley. You just toss the pillow to the ground and head to shower.

You step out to find him in the lounge area, coffee cups in his hands. He hands you one.

You check the time to see you have 15 minutes left to get ready. You waste no time in downing your coffee and rushing to change before heading out with him to hair and makeup.

The women both get to work on the two of you. Chris starts cracking jokes and playing music to lighten everyones mood. It works.

You only have two scenes today before you’re free to do whatever you want. Chris however has 4 scenes.

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You finish the final one, you messed up a couple times but it’s all good. It was just a mixture of nerves and not remembering lines. You soon perfected it though.

A smell of bacon and fresh fruit fills your nose. Food time. You head into the kitchen to grab some and halfway through, Chris joins. He plonks himself down on the bench opposite you, a huge grin plastering his face.

“What do you want?” your voice laced with suspicion “nothing just wanted to eat my lunch with my new best friend” you giggle, stuffing pineapple in your mouth and starting a conversation with him about politics.

He’s really into his politics and you figured you should get into it too. You should really start paying attention and taking an interest in what’s happening around you.

He gets onto the topic of his new project A Starting Point. Telling you all about it and everything he has planned for it. It’s refreshing to hear. A guy that’s sexy, smart, sensitive and romantic. He really is the full package.

If Chris is being honest with himself, he has a huge urge to kiss you right now. The way you’re taking an interest in his new project, asking him questions and really making an effort. It’s a turn on for him for sure. A huge one. It’s obvious that he’s attracted to you, everyone can see it. Everyone but you that is.

You’re not showing any signs of reciprocating the same feelings or even that you’ve noticed how he feels. But that’s what makes him like you more. You’re so chill around him. You treat him like a normal person not a celebrity. You want to know normal things rather than about his career as an actor.

“I can’t believe you saw me in the morning, i must have looked rough” you laugh, covering your face with your hands.

“You could never look rough so shush. You looked cute” you feel your cheeks heat up at his compliment. You can’t help but feel shy.

He’s saying all the right things.

This crush is going to be the death of you.

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Filming has flown by. You’re on your last two days and you feel emotional. The only scenes that are left are the intimate ones. The sex scenes. It’s daunting to film but you have to face it head on.

Your crush on Chris and his crush on you has really developed. You’ve spent weeks flirting non stop but nothing much has come of it. Just that you’ve gotten closer. It’s friendship only as far as you both know. Neither one of you have admitted these secret feelings. Both of you unaware of the other feeling the same.

You walk onto set ready to face this scene head on. He flashes you a reassuring smile as you start the scene at the directors call.

“Can you ever forgive me”

“I don’t know”

“What if i was extra nice from now on”

He stalks closer to you, his hands snaking around your waist, pulling you flush against him.

He lowers his head down, kissing at your sweet spot, biting too. A soft moan escapes your lips and he stops. He lifts his head, his eyes meet yours and a smile grows on both of your faces.

The director yells cut and you both have a quick drink before resuming.

No direct kissing happens yet, just some teasing neck kisses and flirtatious comments.

Once the day draws to a close you head back to your trailer, not realising that Chris is hot on your heels.

You shut your trailer door but it opens again. He rushes in like there’s an emergency.

“You okay?”

“I’m good, i just wanted to talk to you about the scenes that we’re doing tomorrow”

You gesture for him to take a seat, you sit down beside him, letting him talk.

“They are quite intimate and raunchy should i say, i just want to make sure that you’re comfortable with doing that with me”

This is cute. He cares to check that you’re comfortable.

You reassure him that you are.

“Chris it’s fine. Thank you though, i appreciate this. But i’ll have no trouble doing those scenes with you” your eyes widen. Way to put your foot in it.

His eyes meet yours, a questioning look on his face but you find a way to change the subject.

You escaped that one by the skin of your teeth. He’s bound to bring it up again.

Hopefully he doesn’t.

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Final day of filming has just begun. The scenes are seconds away from starting.

Your character and Chris’s character are sitting on a couch. The energy right now has your pussy quite literally throbbing. He smells so good and he looks even better.

“You know the effect you have on me right” he says, barely above a whisper.

“Why don’t you prove it”

He picks you up, pulling you onto him to straddle his lap. His hands rest on your waist before gliding to grip your ass.

Another moment where you don’t think this is going to be acting for you.

This is all you’ve wanted since you met the guy.

“You sure?” you nod your head in response to his question before he crashes his lips to yours. You can see fireworks.

It’s passionate, all consuming and he’s quite literally taking your breath away.

You continue to make out, moving positions so he’s standing up, carrying you. He leads you to the bed in the same room. As he lays you down, he breaks from the kiss, looking at you like he’s looking into your soul.

The director yells cut and you both pause to get feedback before continuing. The heat between the two of you is evidently clear. It’s not acting. It’s real. It’s like all of the flirting and sexual tension has built up and is finally coming out in this scene. At least the chemistry will be believable to the viewers.

Once you finish the scene. It’s a wrap.

You’re relieved. The last couple months has been pure torture. Acting with him. Fighting urges and temptations.

Everyone claps as you all hug.

You have one more night in the trailer before heading home tomorrow.

It’s not a boring night though, you’re too distracted over that kiss earlier to care about being in complete darkness.

You fall asleep shortly after, eager to get back to L.A.

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It’s home time and you bend down trying to shut your suitcase. A couple of groans and sex like sounds escape your mouth.

“Knock knock. Oh shit” he chuckles, stepping inside to find you bent over, packing.

You stand upright, turning immediately.

“Sorry did i interrupt something?” he holds his hands up “not at all. Just this suitcase testing my patience” he walks over kneeling down to help.

“Sit on it for me” he instructs, you listen, sitting down.

He starts pulling at the zip and it budges slightly but not properly. He pulls harder and as he’s leaning back he bumps into you, knocking you backwards and onto the floor. You burst into a fit of laughter. He kneels down next to you to help you.

You’re a ball on the floor, laughing and snorting as you try to get up, you fail and probably look ugly but to him you’re beautiful. He brushes a strand of hair out of your face, bringing you back down to earth. You sit up and eventually zip your suitcase up.

You turn to walk away but he pulls you back to him.

Chest to chest. Eyes locked on his. His breath fans your face. He smells incredible.

“I um, should probably get going. My ride is here” you gulp. His hand rests on your waist before his grip loosens.

His time is up.

“If you ever want to hang out though, we don’t live far from each other. It won’t be hard to keep in touch” he starts but you finish it “sure, i’d like that” and with that, you leave him standing there alone.

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You’ve been back in L.A for a week now, still no text from him. It is what it is though, he doesn’t owe it to you.

The day goes quickly. You lounge around the house all day, bored with nothing to do. That’s when your phone buzzes.

‘Fancy hanging out? I’m going out of my mind here’

‘Sure’

He offers to pick you up, to hang out at his place. He can’t leave his dog alone. You give him your address and wait for him to arrive, setting your alarms and running out to meet him. He had a lot of security to get past just to get to your house. Luckily with him being famous too, he has the same precautions in place.

You get into the his car and head back to his place. The chat on the way is mostly about what you’ve both been up to and turns out you’re both massive introverts and have done sweet fuck all.

It doesn’t take long to reach his place. Just as he pulls into his garage he warns you about Dodger.

“Just so you know, he’ll be hyper. I’ve not had anyone over in a while. Especially a woman” you shake it off and the second you step foot into his house Dodger comes running, jumping up and tackling you until you fall to the floor.

You don’t care though, you love dogs. And Dodger is just the cutest ever.

He licks your face and you pet him, settling him.

“Dodge, come on boo boo” he whistles and the excited pup sits, wagging his tail.

“He’s all good don’t worry. I had dogs growing up. I’m used to it” he leads you to the kitchen, offering you a drink to which you decline.

You start wondering through his house, not realising that he’s following closely behind.

“You’ve got such a nice house you know”

“I tried with the decor but had to call Scott in for help”

“It’s nice th-”

“I’m sorry i can’t do this” he let’s out a deep breath.

“Do what?”

You get closer and he crashes his lips to yours.

You kiss him back, your arms wrapping around his neck loosely. His hands fall to your ass again.

His tongue swipes across your bottom lip, nudging you to part them and make way for him. You happily oblige. The kiss soon gets heated. He taps the back of your thighs. You jump and he starts walking, carrying you to what looks like his bedroom. He lays you down onto the bed.

You break away, panting.

“That was so worth the long wait. God i’ve wa-”

You pull him down by the collars of his shirt, connecting your lips back to his. His hands lift your shirt off before removing his own. Your hands fiddle with his belt buckle, rushing to get him naked. He spots your need, standing up to help you out.

As he does, you rid yourself of your clothes, laying there in nothing but your panties.

He looks down, examining you. In complete awe of the sight.

“Please” you beg, he slides your panties off.

He knows what you want, he doesn’t have to even guess.

This is just what you wanted. From day one.

All the sexual tension is coming out to play. He slides a condom down his hard length, sliding into you straight away.

Your pussy stretches around him, making room.

He’s the biggest you’ve ever had that’s for certain.

“Feel good?” he asks, you hum, wrapping your legs around him.

“You’re so tight baby” he grunts, picking his pace up slightly. You pull him down and kiss him before breaking away and propping yourself up on your elbows, watching as his cock disappears inside of you.

It feels so amazing. You don’t ever want it to end.

“God, just like that. Fuck” you bite at your bottom lip, your eyes locked on his as he fucks you. He kisses your leg as he holds them up.

Soon enough, as you’re getting used to the mind blowing pleasure, he switches things up.

He flips the two of you over so you’re straddling him.

You start bouncing up and down, grinding as he bottoms out. He pulls you down so he can take matters into his own hands.

His pace picks up again, getting quicker than before.

“Shit” you groan, head falling into the crook of his neck.

“Come on baby, cum for me” he encourages, whispering naughty things to you as he holds your body like it was made just for him.

“Oh god Chris” your pussy starts to throb, your walls flutter around him. You’re falling over that edge, that sweet release consuming you.

“Just like that baby. I’m right behind you” and with that. He twitches and groans. His mouth falls open as he reaches his.

He looks so sexy like this. You’re both naked and vulnerable.

This isn’t like any sex that you’ve had before. This was romantic and intimate. It was sexy and nasty too at some parts. It was perfect.

“You know, i’ve wanted to do that since that night at the Oscars” you chuckle, agreeing with him.

“Me too. I’m glad we didn’t though. Clearly all of that build up helped us act better” you both burst into laughter. You’re not wrong.

You don’t know where this leaves you but for now you just want to live in the moment.

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lovelyirony · 4 years

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Just a Push

I’m writing this based off of this https://lovelyirony.tumblr.com/post/612154524581478400/strange-tony-stark-isnt-that-the-man-you-had-a "> post made by @itsagentromanoff. enjoy!

Bucky was fairly sure that he had been successful in hiding his crush on a certain mechanic. He was careful when he stared, never stepped closer, and never told anyone on the team because then everyone would know, even if that someone had promised not to tell the team.

This becomes a problem when Stephen Strange shows up. He has unpredictable exits as well as entrances, finds Bucky staring after Tony on two separate occasions, and Bucky has to threaten him to keep him quiet.

Bucky should’ve known that you cannot threaten a grand sorcerer who knows how to send you to a different dimension with a few hand gestures and words. Stephen has also grown bored, and wants to see what will happen if you take an ex-assassin and a super-mechanic and...bam!

It’s when Bucky mentions that his newest set of protective gear was made by SI that he swoops.

"You mean Tony Stark? Isn’t that the man you have a crush on, Barnes?” Stephen asks.

Bucky looks furious. It’s hilarious.

“No. No, I don’t--I wouldn’t--no crush, Strange.”

“Are you blushing, Mr. Sergeant Barnes?” Peter asks, because of course the kid is there.

“No, I’m not--” Bucky starts.

“Leave Barnes alone,” Sam says, raising a hand up. For once, he’s finally coming to Bucky’s defense, which is odd because usually he really enjoys making him suffer, so--

“He can’t admit he likes him til he’s sure he likes him back, and there’s only one way I know of that can help...”

With a yelp, Bucky is shoved forward in Tony’s direction. Unable to save his balance, he knocks into the man, unfortunately throwing him off balance.

Bucky grips both the kitchen counter and Tony’s arm, saving him from smacking onto the floor.

“My knight in shining armor,” Tony coos, smiling. “What can I do for you, cupcake?”

“Sam shoved me,” Bucky mutters.

“And why was that?” Tony asks, grinning as he gets up again. “Because the only reason Sam shoves people instead of knocking them out a window--” His eyes widen. “Why Sergeant Barnes, do you like me?”

Bucky turns red.

“That obvious?”

“I’m glad it’s that obvious now,” Tony purrs, grinning. “Let’s get out of here, hm?”

Perhaps having a sorcerer isn’t the worst. And maybe he owes Sam something.

But right now, that’s not important as Tony leads him by the hand upstairs, grinning to himself.

#winteriron #bucky barnes #tony stark #sam wilson #stephen strange #peter parker

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winteriron-trash · 6 years

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*cracks knuckles* 42, 53, 50, 39, 24 & 15 😀😘😘

15 - Top 5 ships

Five???? Only five????? You of all people should know better than to try and make me pick only five! Ugh, here goes nothing.

WinterIronPhlintBlackPepperTony/Rumlow (yes, this makes it to my top 5. Yes, I wish there was more content for them. Leave me be)IronWitch (which is my current obsession, ngl)

24 - Character I have a crush on

Crushing on a fictional character? Me? I would never, ever do that. Never ever-

Okay, fine. I had a crush on Black Widow for the longest time, but now I’ve lowkey got a crush on Scarlet Witch. And by lowkey, I’m not saying I haven’t considered writing an entirely self-indulgent Wanda/OC fic I’m saying I haven’t written it. Yet.

39 - Character I wish I could bring back

PIETRO

FREAKING

MAXIMOFF

LISTEN, I know damn well the deaths in IW aren’t gonna be permanent so fuck all of them for now. But Pietro???? My boy???? The only damned good thing about AoU????? He did not deserve that and I’m never going to stop being salty.

42 - Top 3 crack ships

Once again, three???? You’re killing me here. I’m practically the queen of crack ships at this point.

Eddie Brock/Brock RumlowBucky/M’Baku/T’ChallaTony/Eddie Brock

50 - Characters that deserved better

Do you mean literally every single hero to breathe in the MCU? Marvel has done them all dirty both with in-universe meta and out of universe meta.

But we’ll definitively say once again, PIETRO FRICKNG MAXIMOFF

53 - Top 10 Marvel blogs on tumblr that I really love

Oh god ten? I’m not saying there’s not a ton of great Marvel blogs out there I’m just saying holy crackerjack, I forget names easily okay. Like, really easily. So umm we’ll just say rayshippouuchiha, beir, latelierderiot, itsagentromanoff, the-flightoficarus, and no one else because I seriously forget names too easily to remember anyone else. I literally just listed the names of blogs I could think of. Just look up ‘winteriron’ on Tumblr and whoever shows up we’ll count them. Which by the way, why am I the first person to show up when you look up winteriron what the shitballs

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mysunangel · 6 years

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I was tagged by @infinityywarss thank youu

pick one and then tag 10 people (yeah right)

glossy or matte? Matte always!

denim or leather? Probably leather ...

favourite flower? Orchids (for now)

pearls or gemstones? Pearls!!

favourite scent? Not sure but I think ck be

body glitter or body shimmer? Body glitter (the difference is the colour, right?)

barefoot or heels? Barefoot after wearing heels 😂😂

bath bombs or shower gel? Bath bombs of course!!

eye colour? Hazel kind of ....

favourite emoji? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

prada or miu miu? Prada

fireworks or lightning? Lightning

hiking or swimming? Swimming

night in or night out? night out I guess (both are good for me)

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bi-e-ne · 7 years

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Weekly Reading List #30

Hello there!

I’m sorry, I’m late...again.... Whatever you hear of Germans, I can tell you one thing: we are not always on time! Especially not our trains...

So long story short today, here are all the phenomenal writings I had the pleasure to read the last week and I hope you enjoy them, too.

Have fun!

Avengers

Behind Blue Eyes @itsagentromanoff

Star Spangled Man With A… @i-write-to-forget-my-woes

The Avengers getting you feminine products @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

Bucky walks in on you masturbating @sexylibrarian1

Date night with Bucky never even makes it out of the house… @senselesssamii

‘Sir’ @bladebarnes

Transparent Crystalline Solid Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 @avasparks

Usted @thecrownedrose

Steve Rogers x James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

Yes, Coach? @sad-af1121

Tony Stark

An Interview with Tony Stark (no pairing) @littlemisssyreid

Dare @steven-grandpa-rogers

Stucky

Can We Keep Her? @emilyevanston

What’s Inside That Counts

Juxtapose

Everything They’re Not

The Perfect Spring Day

Rounding the Bases

Nightmares

Acceptance

tbc

Dutch Courage @emilyevanston

The Morning After

Girlfriend Club

Asgardian Mead

The Morning After (reprise)

Real Characters

Chris Evans

Headcanon

Star Trek

Jim Kirk

Imagine Jim Helping You Through a Bad Breakup Part 2 @enterpriseimagines

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy

Bones sexting @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

Comfortable Kiss @kaitymccoy123

Drabble @bkwrm523

Five Minute Ficlet @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

Kisses because I don’t want you to go and maybe I can convince you to stay just a few minutes longer... @kaitymccoy123

Tipsy Kissing @kaitymccoy123

McKirk

Drabble @mccoymostly

Honey, I’m good Masterlist (Part 1-11) @auduna-druitt

‘I am not leaving without you!’ @mccoymostly @kaitymccoy123

It has to be me @medicatemedrmccoy

‘I’ve got you’ @kaitymccoy123

Those Left Behind @imoutofmyvulcanmind

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savedbythenotepad · 7 years

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I wrote some starkquill! I was feeling like writing about the space boyfriends today so I’m quite happy. :)

@itsagentromanoff asked me to tag them in it and I’m also going to tag @nonbinarytonystark because I know they love the space boyfriends too!

“Come with me,” Peter said, and Tony almost choked on a sip of very hot coffee. He coughed for a moment or so, barely noticing the hand gently patting his back to help him along. This lasted for another moment and soon, Tony was taking slow but deep breaths.

Peter didn’t say anything, waiting patiently until Tony was ready to talk again.

“Um,” Tony said, after hesitating for a few seconds. “Do you mind repeating what you just said?”

“Come with me,” Peter said, completely nonchalant. “Come with me to space,

“To space?” Tony asked, his eyes wide at the thought of it. “But...I can’t just…”

“I know,” Peter understood him perfectly, his lips curving into a small smile. “Just think about it because I think-” He came to a sudden stop, biting at his bottom lip. Tony had come to learn that this was a recurring nervous habit for Peter.

“You think?” Tony nudged him softly, wanting to know exactly what Peter thought.

“I think you’d be happier,” Peter finally said. “Up there with us,” He reached out and took Tony’s hand in his, using his thumb to brush against the back of Tony’s hand. “With me,”

There was a slight hitch in Tony’s breath at the confession, his mind suddenly whirling with so many thoughts. Peter didn’t wait for his reply and walked out of the kitchen, a wave his only goodbye.

Tony couldn’t stop thinking about what Peter had told him. His words rang through his mind like bells, loud bells which left him with a ringing headache.

He couldn’t concentrate on his projects and couldn’t bring himself to think about touching his toolbox. Ever since the incident where he almost cut off his hand, Pepper had been insistent that he didn’t use power tools unless he was a hundred and one percent there.

Peter was the one to blame for all of this. He just had to open his big mouth and talk about how Tony should go to space with him, about how he’d be much happier there.

It may be true but Tony couldn’t just pack up his things and bid earth adieu before heading into the galaxy. There was a lot here that he was responsible of and that include protecting the people of this planet. So much had happened throughout the years of him being Iron Man and there was no way that he could get up and leave.

He wouldn’t be able to live with the guilt.

Tony groaned and curled up in the cot that resided in his workshop, the words Peter had told him still circling around his head. He didn’t even notice the glass doors sliding open and the familiar sound of heels striking tiled floors.

“Tony, Friday said you were here and I have some paperwork you need to look over,” Pepper said, looking into one of the folders that she was holding. “The R&D department are also wondering about the new schematics regarding the Stark Phone,” Pepper then stopped in her tracks, eyebrows raised, as she glanced around the workshop.

“Tony?” She called out and heard a small ‘mmf’ from the left hand corner of the room. Pepper made her way over and sighed as she took in the sight of a pouting Tony. Placing the folders on the far end of the cot, she took off her heels before crawling in with him. Tony was quick to wrap himself around her, his head settled against her chest.

“So, what’s bothering you?” She asked, running long fingers through his unruly locks. “You only get like this when you’re really torn up about something,”

Tony didn’t say anything to start with, listening to the calming sound of Pepper’s heartbeat before sighing. “Peter asked me to go with him,” He revealed.

“Go with him where?”

“You know, to space,”

“Ah,” Pepper nodded. “And what did you say?”

“I didn’t really give him an answer,” Tony replied. “I mean, it’s a pretty big thing to do because I’d be leaving so many things behind,”

“But have you ever stopped to think about how good this would be for you?” Pepper asked, tilting her head down to look at him.

“Good for me?” Tony’s brown furrowed in confusion. “How would it be good for me?”

“Tony, you love space more than anyone I know,” Pepper started. “In fact, I’m surprised you haven’t partnered up with NASA yet,”

“It’s getting there,” Tony murmured.

“And you like Peter,” Pepper continued with a huff of laughter. “You like him and he makes you happy. Whenever he’s around, you’re just a pure beam of joy and you don’t think about-” She stopped short but Tony knew what she was going to say, it was obvious.

“Yeah, I know,” He said. “I know,”

“All I’m saying,” Pepper spoke after a moment of silence. “Is that you should stop thinking about others for once and look after yourself.” She tugged at one of his curls. “Peter isn’t asking you to live in space with him but he’s asking you to go and just forget...to go and be happy because Tony, you deserve at least that,”

He at least deserved that.

After everything he’d been through and Pepper was right, Peter made him unbelievably happy.

To spend a few months with him traveling all over the galaxy, it felt like a dream come true.

He could be kind to himself for once, it wasn’t a crime.

Pepper smiled when Tony whispered a soft thank you against her collarbone.

Peter anxiously waited outside of the Milano, pacing up and down the length of it. He couldn’t get himself to stop fidgeting but he was just so nervous.

Tony knew where to meet him if he ever made up his mind and decided to join him on a giant space adventure. It wasn’t an easy thing to ask and it took almost all of his courage to tell Tony what he thought. He knew that Tony would be happier up there with him and the rest of the guardians, he knew that they could provide him with a positive space.

Earth wasn’t where Tony needed to be right now and he wondered if Tony thought the same. Besides, and it may have sounded selfish, he wanted Tony to be by his side and to just be there because Tony always made his day brighter with just his whole being.

He...needed him.

But he wouldn’t force Tony to join him if he didn’t want to go, it would be his decision and his decision alone.

“I had no idea that the infamous Starlord could get so anxious,” That voice was so warmingly familiar, a hint of teasing around the edges. Peter didn’t even hold back his grin when he caught sight of Tony walking towards him, a backpack slung over his shoulder.

Neither of them said anything until they were a few feet apart. Peter never thought he’d be so relieved, so happy to see Tony right here, in front of him.

“You came,” Peter murmured, raising up his hands to gently cup Tony’s cheeks.

Tony leaned into the touch, his gaze warm as he looked at Peter.

“I suppose I can afford to be selfish for once,” He replied.

And maybe it was okay for Peter to be selfish too.

#starklord #starkquill #space boyfriends #mywriting #fic

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noticulous · 7 years

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Enmity

Bucky Barnes Series -Your attraction to the brooding Winter Soldier is instant, but when you overhear him talking badly about your appearance those feelings of desire quickly turn to hate.

MASTERLIST

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Six

Part Five

Groaning, you sat up on the bed. You'd passed out again, Tony had just been entertaining you about last weeks antics. The last thing you could recall was him imitating drunk Clint before you fell into darkness once more. This time, a smudge of red hair told you you had company once more. You couldn't quite focus your eyes, the drugs made you drowsy so you rubbed them sleepily, hoping to wake yourself up. You didn't need a set of eyes to hear her though.

"That was easy." Came the familiar sound, you opened your eyes to see Nat handing you the button you'd been telling her about earlier.

You laughed throatily and pressed it again. "Maybe I was a bit too hasty on that one." You smiled, placing it on your bedside. "eBay?" You questioned, pushing yourself to sit up by using the palms of your hands as leverage. She nodded and pressed it again for you. "There is something quite soothing about his voice." She noted, prodding its casing. You sighed and let your head fall back.

"How you holding up?" Nat probed, offering you a smile which you returned.

"Really well, actually. The bullet went straight through, and I think I was out for the worst part of it. A week, tops." Nat raised a brow at that. "Funny."

You groaned and looked at her. "I'm not staying in this fucking bed any longer- listening to Tony harp on about his new robots or how drunk you all got last week. I swear, another sarcastic comment and I will throw up."

"You're the queen of sarcastic comments." Nat snorted, placing a hand on yours.

"Not today." You yawned, "I just want some mango, my button and my own bed. And maybe a cuddle."

"I'll see what I can do with the mango situation." Nat spoke, slowly. "And maybe Barnes can help you with a few cuddles, huh?" You gasped and smacked her arm. "Seriously? Don't be repulsive."

You were out the hospital and on the mend quickly, but for some reason the two most prominent men in your life were missing. It seemed that Steve and Bucky were making a point of avoiding you, though you weren't too bothered about Barnes, it hurt you that Steve hadn't even tried to contact you since you'd been hit. Something was definitely amiss, so you made it your mission to corner him the next opportunity you had. Which was the next evening, coincidentally.

You caught him in the gym, he smiled politely at you but kept his headphones in and returned to his weight lifting. You huffed and marched over to him. "Need a spot?" You asked, savagely ripping his headphones from his ears. You pushed down on the bar instead of helping him up, but were unsurprised by how little it affected him. He frowned at you and attempted to speak. "Y/N, I-"

"No you listen here, Rogers. You don't just get to ignore me after I get shot and act like whatever it is between us doesn't exist anymore just because you feel a little guilty. It's-"

"It's not that." Steve puffed out, setting the weights back up despite your efforts to force them down. He sat up and faced you, looking awkward as hell as you huffed angrily, demanding an explanation. "I feel like we.. maybe you don't- or I- well, we uh.." Steve continued to mumble for a few moments before you stopped him from continuing any further. "Do you not like me, is that it?" You asked, your heart racing as you fought to maintain your arrogant composure. His eyes darted to yours instantly in shock, "No! It's not that- it's-" You cut him off by pressing a kiss to his lips, his initial shock soon melting away as he tugged you closer. You went through the motions in kissing him, having all this build up to this moment. Yet.. you felt nothing. You began to grow frustrated with yourself and dug for that familiar sense of desire you found in passionate embraces, thus deepening the kiss by sitting on his lap and wrapping your legs around him. But still- nothing. You groaned in frustration and then pushed yourself off him. He looked up at you, confused. Steve was truly a specimen, his hair ruffled, his eyes blown wide and his lips parted. Beautiful.

"Y/N?" He whispered, reaching for your hand. You frowned, thinking, and shook your head. "Give me.. I need some time I-" You bolted from the room, suddenly feeling the overwhelming urge to cry. What was wrong with you? In your emotional state you didn't think to slow down when turning the corner and collided with none other than Avoider #2, Bucky Barnes. He didn't seem to be in a great mood either, which wasn't good for your tendency to have explosive encounters.

"Oh if it isn't Steve's girl." He muttered, attempting to turn and walk away from you. His hunched shoulders and angry composure enraged you, how dare he hold that against you. You swiped at your eyes and prepared for battle.

"I'm not anybody's girl!" You shouted at his retreating figure. "I don't belong to anybody, you hear me?" You began stalking up to him and shoved his shoulder, gaining his attention. "Well that kiss sure didn't look like nothing." Bucky muttered, his eyes boring into yours. You paused a moment, unsure of the sensation that flooded your chest- guilt? Embarrassment? Why were you panicking? Why did it matter that he'd seen you kiss Steve, you were so overwhelmingly confused. So you reacted the only way you knew with Bucky- aggressively.

"So what, you jealous?" You teased, drawing out the 's' sound like a hiss as you smiled nastily at him. He pushed your shoulder back and you hit the wall in the narrow corridor, your back meeting with the concrete as he moved towards you. "I'm not jealous." He growled through gritted teeth, his fists clenched at his sides.

"No?" You questioned, unsure of why you were pushing him for a reaction so much, the words flooding from within an unknown part of you that you'd kept locked up for a long time- and you couldn't stop them. "But you couldn't stand the sight of your best friend kissing me so much that you had to run away? Why? Because you wanted that to be you? Because you just can't admit that you-"

"Shut up!" Bucky roared, his metal fist connecting with the space beside your head. A moment of silence stretched between you two, the closeness of your bodies so intimate that the air had to excuse itself as it passed between you. You weren't sure whether to punch him or- well, you weren't sure of that other option, either. But you weren't in any position to be making any decisions, so you waited for Bucky to make the first move, your eyes on his for what felt like an eternity. He looked as if he was gasping to say something, the words barely prevented from flooding past his lips as he opened his mouth only to catch his breath and close it. In a moment of weakness you watched his eyes burn and then close as he let out a deep breath that fanned across your face, relaxing and pressing his forehead against yours. A moment, two, before anybody moved. But it was Bucky, and he disentangled himself from the tension he found you both in and walked away, leaving you frozen in place, struggling to find meaning in the events that had just transpired. What had you done?

Part Six

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itsagentromanoff · 2 years

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Me in the tub; writes epic long novels in my head

Me in front of my tablet; well shit

#tony stark #the avengers #itsagentromanoff writes #i suck at writing but oh well #damn that’s crazy #writing is hard

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volklana · 7 years

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What Do You Say When Words Are Not Enough? (Part Five)

Read Part Four Here:

Part Five: It's You, It's You, It's All For You

The title of this chapter comes from this song and is from my dear Lana del Rey, the whole mood of this song encapsulates the mood of this chapter I think and I may have stolen a line from it!

Summary: Bucky broke your heart completely, and though you never thought you could love someone like that ever again, after Tony confesses he has carried feelings for you for a long time, could you find it in you to take another chance on love? Will Bucky let you?

Warnings: All the warnings that go with this series, mind your hearts!

Words: c. 1,529

You iced your hand, bitterly regretting your stupidity at punching the elevator wall.

What the hell was Tony doing? How could he have called Pepper of all people? How could you have gotten this whole situation so wrong?

All this time he had been telling you he loved you, and you had fallen in love with him, but he was willing to bow out of the race as soon as it got difficult?

You’d had no say in Bucky turning up but you had set him straight, you’d finished it for good, and you had been so sure that tonight was going to be the first night of the beginning of your life together with Tony.

Maybe he truly had meant what he said in the basement, maybe he did intend to cut his losses and run while he had the chance. That would make a grand total of two guys in your life who were willing to simply walk away from you without a second thought, and that was what hurt the most. You had fallen into the same trap, and ended up alone… again.

You couldn’t physically cry anymore, you’d sort of gone numb instead as you wrapped your hand with a bandage.

You rifled through your closet until you found the one thing you were looking for, Tony’s Black Sabbath shirt that he had given you the first night you had slept over at his, it only vaguely smelt like him still and you held it to your nose for a while before slipping off your top and replacing it with his, relishing in its softness and the memories it brought with it.

You couldn’t remember falling asleep, you couldn’t even remember getting into bed but when you awoke at 3:17am to be precise you knew there wasn’t a hope in hell you would be able to get back to sleep.

Rising, you made your way to the kitchen and fumbled with the coffee maker until it gave you something not nearly strong enough to kill the headache you had developed but enough to take the edge off.

You made your way up to the balcony fully intending to wallow in the self-pity of everything that had happened today and enjoying the silence of the night.

Leaning against the railings you took small sips of your coffee and took some small comfort in the twinkling lights of the city, you felt rather than heard someone behind you and turning around slowly you saw a shattered looking Tony standing a few feet away from you.

His eyes flickered to the shirt you were wearing and an unreadable expression crossed his face.

“You said I could keep it,” your tone was hurt, defensive even and his eyes flew up to yours, as he shook his head, wordless, that wasn’t what he had meant at all, he was just honestly shocked that you would still want to wear his shirt now that Bucky was back in your life, and then his eyes flashed with hurt too.

“I need you to tell me what you came to my apartment to say,” his voice was quivering, he was bracing himself for the goodbye. He had to hear it from you, if he was going to lose you to Bucky he had to hear it from you as opposed to him.

“No,” you cried out with gritted teeth, “no you don’t get to do that to me.”

“Please y/n. I just need to hear you say it,” he was pleading with you, looking so close to tears that you turned bitterly away from him for a moment and took a huge intake of breath before turning around again, and, oh great tears were gathering in your eyes again, as you placed your cup down on the ground and took a few steps away from him.

“After I came to see you in the basement, I went to speak to Bucky,” you didn’t miss the way Tony looked as though he was bracing himself for a blow, “and I told him that we were over, that I didn’t want to be with him. I couldn’t be with him because I was in love with you. I told him I wanted to be with you. And I thought… I thought that was what you wanted, I thought maybe you had been pushing me away in the basement because you didn’t know where you stood with me. I came to tell you that I was yours, if you wanted me. But I can see now that I was wrong.”

“You weren’t!” he cried rushing towards you, “You weren’t wrong, y/n you weren’t wrong at all. You are all I ever wanted”

“Then why did you give up on me?” your voice seeping in so much hurt, it actually hurt him.

“Because he was right y/n. I could never compare to what you had with him. I could never compare to him and I thought deep down that you must still love him. How could you not? How could I ever compare to that? I knew it was only a matter of time before he came back for you because he would have been crazy not to, it’s why I haven’t been able to sleep these past few weeks, because I am so in love with you it kills me. It killed me knowing that he could just come back here and snatch you away and I convinced myself that if I just walked away, if I bowed out then it wouldn’t hurt so bad, but I was so wrong. It killed me to walk away from you. I love you. Really love you.”

“It was all you Tony. There was no competition for me. The feelings I had for Bucky were unresolved anger because I realised I wanted better. I wanted to be treated the way you treat me. I wanted you!”

He blinked rapidly, processing the information you were telling him and you felt your resolve melting, “You.. you chose me?” he stuttered and you nodded.

He moved forward and cupped the side of your face with one hand, and you leaned gently into his touch.

He wiped away a single tear that rolled down your cheek.

“And now it’s too late.” You cried and he shook his head.

“No, no it’s not. Not for us!”

“But Pepper!” you cried.

Tony smiled weakly, slowly piecing together why you were so upset. You thought he had called Pepper out of revenge, you thought he had done it to purposely hurt you. You thought they were getting back together.

“I would never do anything like that to you,” he told you honestly. “Pepper was there because Steve called her,” he heard you gasp as your eyes flashed with a new betrayal “He called her to see if she would talk some sense to me, apparently, she is ‘the only person who can knock sense into me’ Steve’s words not mine. Pepper and I are over, we’ve been over for years, there’s only one girl I love and I’m looking right at her.”

“And you were short with me because you thought I was coming to tell you we were over?”

“Yes,” he laughed in exasperation “We’ve had our wires completely crossed sweetheart.”

Maybe it was the relief of having him so close to you, maybe it was the relief of knowing you had completely misjudged the whole Pepper situation, or maybe it was just relief, period, but you started to laugh in disbelief and then it turned into genuine light-hearted laughter, and Tony followed suit, smiling even though his eyes were glistening.

“I love you,” you told him through your tears and he pulled you to him as he began to sway you gently, it felt like years since the last time he had done this with you and you collapsed into his touch.

“I love you,” he tried to speak but it came out broken, like his voice had gone out on him.

“It’s all for you,” you repeated against his shoulder and he continued to sway you gently.

You couldn’t tell how long you stayed up on that balcony simply holding onto Tony, trying to reassure him with every touch, every kiss that you really were his.

No one was going to come along and snatch you and you felt a deep sense of empathy for what he had told you he had been going through.

You had felt for one night that someone was going to take him away from you and it had hurt like hell, he had been feeling this way for weeks and you could understand why he reacted the way he did when Bucky finally did turn up.

But here you were together now for certain, no matter what adversities you had to get through Bucky’s return was certainly one that had been a hard fought battle but as Tony gently swayed you and you breathed in that scent that was so distinctly him, you were certain that this was where you belonged.

With him.

And whatever else life decided to throw at you, you would face it.

Together.

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You Belong With Us

Requested: @itsagentromanoff

Imagine: Hey girlie! Its been awhile since I sent in an imagine: so how about a newbie avenger who has yet to move into the compound and feels like she doesnt fit in (always feeling like they think she's too inexperienced and a liabilityand the team has history together while she barely lnows anyone) and finds the Avenger in her home to cheer her up with a sleepover to make her feel like she is a part of the team. . Bonus points funny sarcastic Tony, and Unrequited Love between reader Steve and Bucky.

A/N: nice to see you back in my inbox love. || it’s long ;3

Warning: None

You look at your watch and saw that you were right on time for work, you still couldn't believe that you worked for The Avengers. You loved working for them, but you didn't know if you were going to fit in. Today was the day you were going to move into the compound, and so far, you were terrified.

You park your car and climb out, you than go to your trunk and open it up. There were about ten boxes in there filled with everything from your house, you look at the tower than back down at your boxes. You let out a big heavy sigh and straighten your back, you bend down and pick up a box. You piled about three more boxes on and that's where your limit was. You started to walk towards the door, the boxes were in the way of your vision, but your power was to see through things.

As you activate your power, you saw through your boxes and than continued along to the door. When you reached the doors, you were stuck, you didn't know what to do. But the door suddenly flies open and it hits all of your boxes, making you fall down right on your butt. The boxes opened and everything went everywhere. When you saw who it was, it was just some random man who didn't even care that he shoved you down.

You groaned in anger and stood back up, you started to pick everything back up and putting it back into the boxes. After you finished with that, you decided to carry one box at a time, and it worked. You walked through the door and when you entered, the team was on the couch talking and laughing together. They didn't even acknowledge that you came through the door, you sighed and continued your way to your room. Which was upstairs.

You start to walk to the stairs and you tripped on the very first stair, as you fell down, you scraped your knee on the stair. You howled in pain and that for sure caught the attention of The Avengers. Steve and Bucky race towards you and kneel down next to you as you sat there, holding your knee in pain. Tears were coming, but you didn't want to cry in front of them or else you it would embarrass you even more.

''Here, I will carry her up to her room. Buck, you take her box upstairs and follow me.'' steve demands, lifting you up.

You were now in the arms of Steve, you wrapped your arms around his neck and Bucky was right next to you. You sniffled, a tear sliding down your cheek.

''I'm sorry that happened to you Y/N. Are you going to be okay?'' bucky asks.

''Yeah.'' you sniffle.

''You sure?'' steve asks.

You nod your head, not convincing Steve and Bucky. When they finally reached your floor you told them where your room was and they walked you to your room. They opened your door and entered, Steve placed you on your bed and you sat there, your knee bleeding constantly. You didn't want to get the bed all bloody, but Steve told you to stay there. He than leaves to get some ice for your knee, Bucky stayed with you, giving you some company.

As Steve left, you and Bucky started a conversation, you felt kind of awkward because he was a big part of the team. And you felt like you weren't. After a few minutes Steve came back and placed the icepack on your knee.

''Okay Y/N. How about you just take a little nap? You look tired.'' steve says, laying you down.

''But Steve, I'm not-''

''Just go to sleep Y/N.'' bucky snaps.

You close your eyes and follow his command, Steve and Bucky leave the room and head back downstairs.

''Is she okay?'' tony asks, sipping his soda.

''She's fine.'' steve says.

''But you guys,'' bucky cuts in.

Everybody put their focus on Bucky.

''I feel like Y/N feels like she doesn't fit in.'' bucky blushes.

''That's true.'' steve agrees.

''How about we throw her a little surprise party for her tonight?'' natasha asks.

''Perfect! We can throw it at her house. Bucky and I will drive her there at night. Now, all of you, break out!'' steve calls out.

***

It was now night time and you woke up from your nap a long time ago, but nobody was there to interact with you. So you just laid there, admiring your new room that you were going to have. You look to the side and saw that it was 9PM. The door opens and it was Steve and Bucky, they had smiles on their faces, which made you feel weird.

''Y/N. Buck and I are going to take you home,'' steve says, coming towards you and picking you up.

''Because you don't want me here.'' you sigh.

''No! It's because.. It's because, we have to give this room a makeover.'' bucky made up.

You nodded your head and Steve than carried you outside to your car, he puts you in the back though. Steve gets into your car and Bucky sits next to him, he starts to drive to your house. On the way to your house, you, Steve and Bucky had a wonderful conversation, you actually started to fall for them. When you finally reached your house, Steve carried you to your doorstep but than you felt like your knee was okay.

''Steve, I think I can walk now, you can put me down.'' you say.

Steve shrugs and puts you down, you winced at the little pain but it soon passed away when you stretched it out. You could walk again, and that seemed to make Steve and Bucky happy. You than open your door and the lights were out, you flicker the lights on and your eyes went wide when a group of people pop out, yelling surprise. You had a mini heart attack. Everybody was laughing at your reaction, but you soon saw that it was supposed to be a surprise and that made you laugh along.

''It's not my birthday.. So what is this party for?'' you ask, smiling.

''It's a..'' everybody looks over at Tony.

Your eyes shift over at Tony and your eyes went wide, your hand flew over your mouth and you tried your hardest not to burst into laughter. He was wearing pink flamingo PJ's and they were a size to small, it looked horrible on him but hilarious as the same time. His face expression was not amused though, he looked so pissed.

''It's a..'' everybody repeats.

Tony takes out a kazoo and puts it in his mouth, he blows into it making the noise, and it made you laugh. He than spit it out and made jazz hands, he still had the most annoyed face on you've ever seen.

''Sleepover party.'' he says in a unamused monotone.

You couldn't keep it in any longer and you bursted into laughter, after a few minutes of laughing, you were tearing up. You wipe the tears up and saw that it was the whole Avengers team.

''We saw that you didn't feel very welcomed so we came over and were going to have a sleepover with you.'' bucky explains.

''You guys are so sweet.'' you blush.

They all come up to you and you get smushed into a big group hug, you smiled and hugged them all back. You now loved to be on The Avengers, they made you feel welcomed and that's all you wanted.

The End

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