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kaivenom · 1 month

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How would you meet the avengers' men

A/N: I know this is very long, if someone wants a one shot about some of these, tell me about it. This is an attempt to remember the good days of Marvel and these awesome man.

Masterlist

Steve Rogers:

You where a new agent in S.H.I.E.L.D and you got assigned to be the supervisor when Steve woke up from the ice.

He was scared about the new era, the technology and all the things but you tried to teach him the best you can about the 21th century.

At some point he got so used to your presence that invited you to take dinner. The night was so pleasasnt that you decided to set the sundays as a 'study period' to do outside.

Bucky:

You were his neighbor at Bucarest and when you heard that someone was moving on you decided to welcome him to the comunity. He got very surprised to see you being so nice to him.

Since then you start to meet many times, ussually in the market. Or in the stairs of the building but he never said more than three or four words, you thought he didn't like.

One day you were carrying a large amount of purchase and he appeared, seeing that you needed help he took some of the bags and you two started going up stairs. He looked nervous but soon started to start a conversation with you. He wasn't very good at it, it was clear that he didn't socialize very often.

From that time he began to talk to you more often when you coincided.

Bruce Banner:

You were sent to Banner's lab to help him with his experiments, especially they selected you because you have a psychology degree and Fury expected you to know how to calm him down if something happens.

The time you got there, Bruce made you work instantly. He was rude and strict. Weeks passed by and at some point you started to get annoyed about his attitude towards you because you didn't do anything to get him angry.

When you aproached him about it he started to say that he was reaching your limits to see where was your limit, because everyone will abandon him. You confronted him about it using all your psychological skills from university, trying to figure out his personality.

He didn't like it, even the Hulk started to show up, seeing that you got on his nerves that much, it was time to show up your mediation skills. He was surprised to see that you got to calm down the Hulk, from that day he started to be more nice at work.

Clint Barton:

Being new on S.H.I.E.L.D and being an awesome archer was something that Clint didn't take well. First started with showing off on the training season, then continued to get on your way on missions.

It was after that you saved his life that he started to calm down with the competitive aspect. Though it didn't disappear, it was easier to cope with it.

Especially because you aren't really good at socializing, at some point Clint realized that and started to be more close to you and include you on plans with other agents.

When you discovered you thought it was because he felt pity about you, after some discussion he said that he felt the same. Being an archer when everyone has guns can be a little isolating from partners and he didn't want you to feel that way.

After that you two started to be inseparable, although you didn't leave the competitive side.

Peter Quill:

You hired the famous Guardians of the Galaxy to get you an object that was stolen from you. Apart from the fact that Quill was just coming in to get extra information about the case every time he can, he even tried haggling for payment.

He tried to add a date with you to your previous agreedment. You tried to decline it, but then you realized that you both where humans but you were never on earth. So that could be the perfect time to see a true human experience like a romantic date.

You accepted and at the end, you were very excited about it. He took you to take dinner and then some drinks in a club. You danced until sunrise and ended up having a very good night.

You thought he would try to make you go to bed with him but he was even more lost in the music than you. It was very fun and you hope to hire them again if that would be the price.

Peter Parker:

Being a new student at Queen's high school was difficult, even more if you didn't fit quite well with other girls or anyone popular.

Then appeared like a miracle, the science club, maybe you can make some lab friends there. When you got there you saw to boys, one was especially cute

They seemed very surprised to see someone there, they asked you if you were lost and when you said It was because you liked to join then it was like a blessing to them. Apparently they dont have many females in the club, they were exited.

The boy named Peter asked if you needed help to know the high school, the classes or anything. You accepted the help and was one of the best mornings you could have, from that day you pass almost all your time on the science club, especially with Peter.

Thor:

You were a sorcerer well known on Asgard. One day he appeared asking for you help and you accepted, after all he was the prince.

After that and some awkard flirting from his side while you were casting the spell, he started to ask for your help more often.

There was a point where it wasn't even credible anymore and It was very obvious that he wanted some excuse to see you.

After confronting him about that behaviour he tried to deny It, but when you said that if he wanted to get you on a date all he need to do it ask, he inmediatly regretted his words and asked you out.

Pietro Maximoff

(in this i imagine he is still alive)

Sokovian invassion, the worst day possible you can have. Dangerous robots and some strange blue and white lighting appearing on the street from time to time. You took a gun and started evacuating all the people you can, you were no soldier or superhero but seeing children being in danger wasn't your preference.

When you saw the strange lighting again you shot it. It turned out that wasn't a robot, it was a men. At least the bullet only skimed his arm but the discontent on his face was obvious. You yelled an apology and when he saw the kids behind you he took them to the evacuation transport.

You didn't let him take you there and obliged him to escort you while you continue to save some people. After someone shoot you on the arm he took you to the transport without the posibility to complain from your part.

Later when all the disaster passed, he searched for you and invited you to dinner, in expense for shooting him.

Tony Stark:

You were an interviewer of the news, one day your boss decided that you would do an articule about Iron man.

You spent the next three months investigation and searching everything you could find about the millionare. And finally you published your work.

Instantly your report was really popular and in a couple of days Tony Stark was at your job, he was looking for you.

When your boss left him on your office, mister Stark started to ask you questions about why you wrote that things and quarrel you about not asking for a private interview with him. When you said that to already did that and ended up with a refusal he said it was a mistake, so he gave you a date.

When the day came, he was really excentric and full of pride trying to flirt with you but after seeing your compromise, stopped little by little on his attempts... at least during the interview, after that he invited you to another date, this time more casual.

Sam Wilson:

This is simple, you two were recluts on S.H.I.E.L.D at the same time, this included rivarly, competitions and you dying of jealousy when he got into the avengers.

You decided to try to ascend the more you can on the hierarchy of S.H.I.E.L.D's comands and you succeded.

After a couple of years you had to supervise an international secret mission that was shared with the avengers so you two encountered. He was shocked to see that you got so far and you made fun of his wings. That resulted in your rivarly to be reactivated during the mission.

When quest ended successfully he offered you to train together again. You accepted and started to spent at least one morning of the week kicking his ass.

Scott Lang

You were the babbysitter of Cassie, provided by the police to be there if it was a problem because she is the daughter of a superhero. The thing it's that you didn't met Ant-man yet because he was on house arrest.

Until one day he showed on the door, without the ankle strap, you supposed his sentenced finished. He was suprised too, someone new was on the house playing with his daughter.

The day was really funny, he was funny, you two instanly connected and tried to make the best day for Cassie.

A couple of days you discovered that he escaped from the house arrest, when he showed up again a couple of days later you aproached him about it. When he didn't take you seriously you sent him to the ground with a fight technique, he didn't expected you to be a trained agent.

After all you had to be more permissive because the man loved his daughter a lot and you can't take that from him. You keeped and eye on him and the surroundings, but the day was as funny as the first day.

Bonus Loki

You were a librarian on Earth, a friend of Jane Foster. One day Thor appeared with his brother. You heard about him, especially after New York's invasion but he didn't look like a maniac.

It was charming, aside from the dislike and upset he appeared to had from being on earth. While Thor was with Jane, he started to look at the books with a annoyed face. You decided to aproach him and offer your help, in the end this was your library.

At first he didn't quite like your presence and he made it clear, but during the evening, your book recomendation's made him change a little his mind.

He started to acompany more his brother to the library and started at some point taking books with him, making a license was very funny. There was a time that he started to bring books from Asgard to you and incredibly, he offered himself to teach you magic. In his words, someone with that much knowledge should be able to used it.

The afternoons on your small library started to be very intriguing.

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lesbian-deadpool · 2 years

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Thor: Isn't it weird that we can't ride any other animals except horses. Like if horses weren't a thing humans would be fucked cause we couldn't ride any other animals. Like riding animals just wouldn't really be a thing. We should probably be more grateful to horses.

Tony: Elephants.

Thor: Blocked.

Natasha: Camels.

Thor: Extra blocked.

Clint: Donkeys.

Thor: Ultra blocked.

Y/N: That dick.

Thor:

Thor: ... followed.

(Bonus)

Scott: Ants.

Thor:

Thor: What?

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moonlit-imagines · 3 months

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Headcanons for being Scott and Hope’s child (Hank Jr. Edition)

Scott Lang/Hope van Dyne x child!reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “Scott and Hope have a baby girl (reader). And everything seems to be fine, but somewhere from the age of five, it becomes clear that the reader is a complete copy of her grandfather Hank Pym, that is: she is incredibly smart, she loves ants (she can talk about them for hours), she also has problems controlling anger (she hit a guy in the face at school for saying that ant-man sucks), thinks that there is no one smarter than her and her grandfather, and she also transferred his sarcastic communication style and views on things and people around, for example, when she first met Tony, she said: "You can never trust Stark."”

somewhere in the distant future a special kid was born

and that special kid had special parents and special grandparents

and those parents and grandparents were two generations of superheroes who saved countless lives (and, well, the world)

so it was no surprise to them that this next generation would be just as intelligent and caring as the ones before them

*cue a toddler with crayons in class*

“and then my grandpa asked the ants nicely to fly him to a bunch of different places and do all these cool things like move stuff around and like do other stuff” -you rambling on

“do you like anything besides ants?” -your teacher

“no” -you, continuing to draw ants on your paper

hank and janet were quite proud grandparents

and scott and hope, your wonderful amazing parents…couldn’t get enough of it

“honey, what about wasps? wasps are cool, right?” -hope

“no” -you

“she’s spending too much time with my dad” -hope

“well, he’s the only babysitter we’ve got since cassie got that new job” -scott

“oh, you mean our old job? yeah, miss those days where we could go flying around getting into trouble and beating people up” -hope

“well, you promised we’d retire so y/n wouldn’t end up with a childhood like yours” -scott

“y/n’s gonna want to be a superhero when they get older, arent they?” -hope

“let’s not think too far ahead. it might kill me” -scott

scott reads you his biography every night before bed

and you always giggle at the parts where your mom and grandpa bully him

“hey, not funny!” -scott

“so funny” -you

“dont get any ideas” -scott

“daddy, are you gonna get arrested again?” -you

“if i do it’ll be grandpa hank’s fault” -scott

you continued spending time with grandpa hank and grandma janet

and they spoiled the crap out of you

hank…got you an ant farm

“now you’re just being ridiculous, hank” -janet

“what? i’m just having some bonding time with my grandchild! hope never wanted anything to do with me growing up” -hank

once you started getting older, you wanted to hang out in grandpa’s lab allll the time. day and night

your parents hated it

“hey, think this one will suck us all into the quantum realm?” -scott

“it was one time!” -cassie

cassie was at hank and janet’s a lot, too, actually. they always wanted to help her with her suits and gadgets and all that

and make sure she had plenty of pym particles

“you have enough, right? here, take some more, i have plenty” -hank

“grandpa, please, i have more than enough, thank you” -cassie

“can i have some pym particles?” -you

“we can play with them in the backyard next time youre over” -hank

you draw new suit designs for cassie all the time

some of them she actually incorporates into her suits

and as you get older, you try to start designing more tech for her

“y/n is really scaring me” -hope

“why?” -scott

“just watch her and my parents together…they’re the same” -hope

“dear god, what have we done” -scott

“dad, look at this new pym particle powered weapon, i just finished the prototype!” -you

“okay, now i’m mad because where was this when i needed it!” -scott

“fifteen to twenty years too late” -hope

“we should have gotten together sooner” -scott

“i disagree” -hope

“wow, not even a pity agreement” -scott

asking your parents if they’ll get back into crime fighting

they said no

asking if you can get into crime fighting

they said no again

so you just kinda stockpiled all your ideas

and did everything you could to further your grandpa’s work

and help your sister

and keep your parents’ minds at ease (doesn’t really work)

and maybe one day you’ll be able to ride those ants and kick some ass like you always dreamed

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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From Pretend To Real

Scott Lang x reader (first Scott Lang fic woohoo!!”

Words: 1099

FLUFF BINGO

Scott’s not the jealous type. He’s not. In fact he thinks it’s a waste of time to be jealous. So why did he find himself on a Sunday night sitting on the avengers compound couch trying to block the image of you, (in that sparkling black dress that did your figure oh so well), hooked around Sam’s arm out of his head the whole night.

Honestly he wasn’t jealous, but rather more annoyed, is what he tried to convince himself. Just the timing from the get go was all wrong. This morning he was finally going to do it. He was finally going to confess to you that he may have…slight romantic feelings towards you. He wasn’t worried because honestly he had a feeling you felt the same way. I mean you two flirted constantly, at least he thought it was flirting. He was pretty sure it was flirting…great now he’s questioning himself. Either way, he was going to do it, but right as he was going to get the words out, here comes Bucky Barnes letting you both know that you were needed pronto.

The debrief was about going undercover as a couple to a fancy dinner party and gaining some intel.

It’s supposed to be a simple mission; get in, mingle, get info, then get out. The mission isn’t what’s bothering him, it’s the fact that you were partnered with someone else. You were partnered with Sam.

Sam’s a great guy, everyone loves Sam, but, when they first explained you were going on this mission, Scott automatically assumed that he’d be your partner, considering you two were usually paired together. But this time you weren’t.

Okay so maybe he was a tiny bit jealous. But can you blame him?

It only made it worse that he wasn’t there to see the night unfold and all he could do was have his mind run wild, imagining all sorts of things. He knows you can handle yourself but it’s just thoughts that’s killing him.

The night goes by.

Slowly.

It isn’t until midnight that he hears both of your voices back in the compound. He can hear you two chuckling as you enter the living area.

“Sounds like you two had a blast,” he points out, tone genuine.

“Honestly, yeah I surprisingly had a pretty fun night,” you shot a look towards Sam which didn’t go unnoticed by Scott. “Mission was successful but I’ll give you the details soon. Right now I need to get as far away from this uncomfortable dress as possible.”

“I’ll be waiting here,” he shouts after you, eyes not wanting to leave your frame even after you’ve turned the corner, out of sight.

The only thing that tore his eyes was the sound of a dish clanging against the counter followed by the word “S$&#!” Coming from the kitchen area.

He knew better than to bother the avenger he once battled with but curiosity got the better of him. Following the sound he popped into the kitchen, acting normal of course, or at least that’s what he convinced himself. In actuality he was very much acting suspiciously.

Grabbing a cup and pouring himself some juice he leaned against the counter and crossed his arm over his chest taking a sip from the cup before pointing in the direction of the doorway. “So tonight sounded fun…”

“Don’t even try tiny.”

Sam knew exactly what he was here for and he wasn’t going to give him any info.

“Right, of course not,” Scott said, clearing his throat and pushing his body off from the counter. Grabbing another cup and filling it up he returned back to his spot on the couch where he waited, taking the occasional sip here and there until you would eventually come out, in a typical t-shirt and sweatpants.

Easily spotting the drink you thank him and sit in the spot beside him, taking a sip from the cup.

“So tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“Oh come on. Before going you were dreading the fancy-schmancy dinner vibe, what happened?”

“Nothing really, it was just a lot more fun than I expected.”

“Oh yeah, how?”

You shrugged your shoulders but he just jutted his head towards you, motioning for you to answer the question.

“Okay yes, I was dreading it and getting the intel was easy…”

Scott shifted in his spot crossing his legs on the couch showing you he was listening. “It was honestly boring and I wanted to leave like right away but Sam thought it would be cool to stick around and actually try enjoy the party. I’ve never been to a fancy party like that. The food was absolutely delicious, the building was gorgeous and I actually danced.”

Scott’s jaw dropped and his eyes widened, not even pretending to hold back his surprise. “No.”

“Yes…”

You went on about how surprised you were with how fun the party was and the good time you had. With each statement, Scott was adding another layer to the image in his head, imagining the scene unfold as he just continued to wish he was there with you.

Without realizing it, his face fell into a dazed appearance and for a little bit it seemed like you lost him.

“Sorry I’m probably boring you with all this.” you apologized, scratching your cheek and taking one more sip from your drink.

Scott seemed surprised before blinking his wide eyes and clicking his tongue. “No, not at all!”

He closes his lips and takes a tiny breath of air for confidence. “Not going to lie though I really wish it was me who was partnered up with you tonight.”

You grinned at his words before leaning closer to him in a hushed voice, “is it bad that I wished the same?”

Your grin only widened as he leaned closer, the distance from your face shortening. Despite the quickening of his own pulse he still breathed out, “new question, is it bad that I have feelings for you?”

You hid your surprise well, opting to melt on the inside having finally confirmed that he shared the same feelings for you. Despite what your insides felt you maintained your unfazed expression before you continued this twenty question game you two seemed to be doing, “is it bad that I want to kiss you?”

Which is when he responds, “is it bad that I want to kiss you?”

Okay you were officially done with this playful back and forth, opting to just go for it and smoothly leaned close pressing your lips into his, which he easily follows.

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novas-fic-recs · 1 year

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scott lang fic recommendations

my welcome post

my favourite fics and headcanons about our scott, because i ADORE him. none of these were written by me, so make sure to give lots of love to the amazing writers who did write them! this will be updated as i find more.

scott lang flirting with you would include.. by @underratedcharacterimagines (couldn't tag the author)

summary: what the title suggests.

champion trophy by @whirlybirbs

summary: you’re nervous to join scott at cassie’s championship soccer game, mostly because you’re not-so-casually seeing her dad, and her dad doesn’t really even call you the babysitter anymore, and her dad keeps insisting that his ex-wife and cassie’s step-dad will love you.

being ant-man’s s/o and having a fear of bugs by@strawb3rrybumbl3b33

summary: headcanons; what the title suggests.

a scott lang prompt: “she is my daughter. i can read her diary.” & “you are a jerk.” & “good. i hope you feel bad.” by @jellantria

summary: what the title suggests.

like the at-ats? by @lowkey-lokis-bitch

summary: peter parker x lang!reader. after the whole ghost thing, scott decides to move to the avengers tower and the reader and peter just hit it off.

being scott lang’s daughter and dating peter parker would include.. by @antmanvshulk

summary: what the title suggests.

scott lang x troubled teen!reader by @writseo

summary: what the title suggests.

did i step on your moment? by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers

summary: a dad tony stark oneshot where he finds out his daughter (reader) is dating scott lang.

babysitting date by @justauthoring

summary: the reader something used to babysit cassie a lot but she had never actually met scott because of the whole jail and custody situations, and one day she comes to pick her up instead of maggie and the two get along really well and cassie realizes this and tries to get them together.

just roommates by @probably-not-star-lord

summary: an imagine where scott and the reader live together and when cassie comes to visit she and the reader get along really well and scott falls even more in love with her.

that's my girl by @lilxberry

summary: scott lang x girlfriend!reader who's strong, but kind of dumb. one day, she picks up thor's hammer.

thief by @littlemaatta

summary: a smol reader x scott lang, and she always steals the avengers clothes but they all know she has a crush on scott so when she does it to him they’re all”oooo” and scott gets flustered so she keeps doing it.

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twistnet · 1 year

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pleaser [ scott lang ]

⋯ KINKTOBER PROMPT ; day 17 [ pegging ]

⋯ WARNINGS ; afab!reader, smut [ pegging, sub!scott, praise kink, dirty talk, mention of aftercare, ] + mature language

⋯ NOTE ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post // masterlist will be blocked

something that had surprised you, was just how adventurous scott was in the bedroom. and how easy it was to get him on board with some of the ideas you both had when it came to trying something new.

often times, he would seek you out within the house, just to show you what he had come across before tentatively asking if the two of you could try it later that night. cheering happily like a small child when you would agree.

and similarly, scott had approached you in the laundry room. ipad in hand with a hesitant smile on his lips as he waited for you to acknowledge him, “what’s up baby?”

“i came across something that i want to try...” he stated, working hard to keep the dark blush from spreading further across his cheeks as his gaze dropped from your own.

you paused what you were doing, turning to give him your full attention with a soft smile, “you know there’s nothing to be embarrassed about... if it’s something you want to do, then let’s talk about it.” it was a promise you had both made when the two of you started venturing beyond what had been considered vanilla sex. nothing would ever be off the table, but the two of you needed to talk through boundaries and concerns before starting anything new -- it was the only way to make sure that the other person in the party was entirely on board before moving forward.

scott nodded, steeling himself as he took a deep breath before practically blurting out what he wanted, “i want you to peg me.” nothing stopping the blush from overtaking his face and neck as he said those words. there was a heavy sense of embarrassment sitting in his chest as he waited for your response -- something that was taking you a bit to comprehend after hearing what he had told you.

“you - you want that?” you question, sincerity dripping into your features as scott nodded, “yeah... been thinking about it for a while. just didn’t know how to bring it up...”

there was a silence that followed, nothing awkward as you nodded before running over everything the two of you were going to have to get in order to do this correctly before looking up at scott with a smile, “it’ something i want to do too. see what we’ll need to do it right -- i want you to be as comfortable as possible, and we can talk about it at dinner tonight. and then we can go from there.”

scott nodded, rushing forward to press a swift kiss to your lips before rushing back out to the living room to get started on his research. that night, a plan was laid out and boundaries were talked about and set -- all that was left was to get everything together.

when the night finally came around, scott was buzzing with excitement and had almost hurt himself trying to get out of his clothing from the day. you had prepped him accordingly, cooing at him softly as the tips of your fingers prodded against his prostate. opening him up carefully to lessen any pain he could experience during this time.

and once you secured the strap around your hips, you slicked the fake cock with a good amount of lube before smoothing a hand along the expanse of his back, “are you ready, baby?” scott nods against the pillow, moaning softly when you pressed a kiss to the small of his back.

there’s a gentle squeeze to his hip, before you slowly start to slip into him. an embarrassingly loud moan leaving his lips and for the moment, scott’s thankful for the pillow muffling it slightly. you relish in each noise he makes until you bottom out. the didlo isn’t big, given this was his first time, but it feels completely different from the way your fingers did. he was surprised the stretch you warned him about didn’t hurt as much, but he chalked it up to the extensive foreplay from earlier. he clenches around it experimentally, and he’s shuddering with excitement and expectation.

you give him some time to adjust, lovingly caressing his back and cooing praises in his direction. it’s not long until he shifts his hips that you notice he’s ready. you grab his hips, pulling out slightly, and pushing back in. scott sighs at your slow pace, adjusting to the feeling of the dildo sliding along his walls, pressing against his prostate until he’s mewling seconds later, “more, please.”

you nod, both of your hands moving to grab at his slim waist as you pull out almost all the way this time, holding him right at the brink for a moment too long, letting the anticipation ramping up and fester —and then you thrust back in to the hilt. and scott cries. and it’s probably to most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard.

“god, baby... i can’t believe you let me do this to you...” you coo, fucking into him at a steady pace as he whines and there’s no way at this point that he can be embarrassed by the way he’s leaking precum all over their sheets. you’re fucking him so good that he can barely beige it’s happening.

“doing so good, baby.” you practically purr, as a hand slips down to wrap around his girth. using the precum as lube to jerk him in time with your thrusts. scott is beginning to mutter incoherences into the pillow, already so close to coming for the first time tonight -- and it doesn’t take long as you pound into him, hand moving faster until he seizes up. coming in your hand and all over the sheets in front of him.

scott gasps for breath, any stability he had crumbling underneath him as he sags into the mattress below him. not at all caring about the cum staining the sheets below him. and he hardly notices when you pulls out. only wincing a little uncomfortably at how abruptly empty he feels. then he hears you move off the bed, wondering off somewhere he isn’t quite sure of.

jumping when he feels a warm cloth against his skin. knowing now that you’re cleaning him up as gently as you can, and he briefly hears your soft praises to sooth him through the aftershocks of his orgasm, “you did so good baby. i’m so proud of you.” he smiles, blush deepening as you settled beside him. his head turns, smile gracing his lips until you’re leaning down to kiss him softly as your fingers comb through his hair, “thank you.”

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spinningwebsandtales · 6 months

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Imagine Scott Lang Cheering You Up After A Bad Breakup

Scott Lang X FemReader

Rating: T

Warnings: A touch of angst, cheating boyfriends, breakups

Word Count: 940

Requested by anonymous

(A/N:) I was requested to write a Scott Lang imagine by an Anonymous reader and she gave me free reign to decide what to write but it had to be fluffy. I took that as angst first and then sprinkle of fluff. And this is what I got! Hopefully it's everything she wanted and I hope my fellow readers enjoy it as well! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

When you had went to Baskin Robbins you were expecting to get ice cream, what you didn't expect was to meet the man of your dreams working behind the counter. You had had bad luck with men and it was showing as you were trying to forget your recent break up in the form of a delicious frozen treat. After going through several boyfriends and the majority of them cheating on you, belittling you, and seeing you as only a conquest, you decided to stop dating for a long time or for possibly the rest of your life.

The bell above the door jingled happily at the sound of your arrival as you pushed the door open. You were met with an empty store and one man standing behind the counter.

"Welcome to Baskin Robbins," he said as you made your way to the counter.

You waved sheepishly cause you didn't feel like being vocal at the moment. He took your silence in stride as you began to browse the many different flavors. You couldn't help but sneak a few glances at the guy behind the counter as his rugged good looks weren't lost on you. Despite the gaudy eyesore pink uniform with the dark blue apron and hat, your heart picked up a little speed. You shook your head trying to clear the thoughts from your mind as the weight of the breakup that happened today settled back on your shoulders.

Scott Lang hated this job and it had been a long slow day. The amount of customers had slacked off after the lunch rush and now he was doing everything in his being to keep awake. He had stooped to watching the ice cream behind the glass when the front door opened. He perked up quickly at the woman coming in. He couldn't believe that he hadn't seen a woman like you around here until he saw the dark expression on your face. The want to cheer you up in any way possible gripped his heart.

"Having a hard time deciding?"

You flinched, suddenly aware at how long you were taking.

"Sorry I guess my mind is somewhere else right now. I'll take chocolate," you said backing away from the counter to stand awkwardly by the freezer full of ice cream cakes.

"Good choice," he smiled. "Can't go wrong with a classic."

You gave him a smile only for it to waver instantly. He began to scoop ice cream into a cup, eyes sneaking glances towards you, like you had him. You found the freezers suddenly very interesting and Scott breathed deep.

"I hope you don't mind me prying but, are you okay?"

You scribbled into the fog on the glass door of the freezer before biting your bottom lip to stop it from trembling. No matter how strong you were wanting to be, the pain was too fresh and it was hard to fight the tears welling in your eyes.

"Nothing ice cream can't fix," you teased though your heart wasn't in it.

"Break up," he pried and you flinched once more.

"He was a jerk," you swallowed.

"Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt," he continued to work on the scoops in your cup. "I'm Scott by the way."

You gave him your name as he held out your frozen treat. You took the cup noticing the two extra scoops and colorful sprinkles bright against the brown.

"I just ordered two scoops," you stuttered not wanting to pay any extra as you were light on cash after your ex made you pay for the lunch he walked out on.

"On the house," Scott said. "You've had a rough day as it is. Mind if I sit with you?"

"Listen I'm not looking for the next guy," you murmured.

Scott held up his hands in surrender, "That's not my angle here. I've been there on the bad days I just want to try to cheer you up. Nobody deserves to suffer alone."

You thought about it and you could tell he was being sincere. Finally you nodded and he lead you to a table where he could keep an eye on things. Without being asked, Scott scooted out a chair for you like a true gentleman. Before long he had you laughing and forgetting about the horrible day you had while your ice cream began to melt in the paper cup. Not too much longer and his jokes became mediocre magic tricks.

"And for my last trick," Scott announced gaining more laughter from you. He grinned before throwing up cards in your lap. You snorted laughing harder until your sides began to hurt.

"No more," you leaned over. "I can't breathe!"

"I'm happy to see you smile for a change," Scott started to pick up the cards. You helped him, taking care not to hit your head on his. You both reached for the same card, fingers brushing together. You pulled your hand away a blush creeping up on your cheeks.

"Sorry."

Scott shook his head, taking the cards that you had picked up and placing him back with the others and back in the pack.

"Maybe you can come again sometime and I'll treat you to more ice cream," he offered.

You nodded, "I would like that very much."

Rising from the seat you finished off the last little bit of ice cream before waving goodbye to the first decent man you'd met in awhile. Your day had started awful but thanks to a Baskin Robbins' employee you were able to leave with a smile on your face and a heart that had healed just a little bit.

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Rainbow Hippo- Scott Lang

Pairing: Scott Lang x Reader

Characters: Scott Lang, Cassie Lang

Warnings: N/A

Request: @i-still-dont-like-your-face - Ooohhh maybe a family fun day with Scott Lang and young Cassie?

Word Count: 673

Author: Charlotte

Scott always spoke fondly of Cassie, so when you started to date, you were under no illusion of what you were getting in for. He loved his daughter dearly and wanted to do more for her, and you were fully supportive of that. You imagined when he told you of his ex-wife that you would end up hating her but actually you liked Maggie and you understood why her relationship with Scott didn’t work out, you appreciated the honesty she had about it and the lack of bitterness between the two of them.

As soon as you met Cassie, you were wrapped around her little figure. You weren’t trying to be a mum to her, you were trying to be whatever she wanted you to be; mainly just a safe adult that would make sure she stayed happy and healthy.

Scott didn’t get to see her as much as he liked, but when the two of you did have her, you made the most of it. He had a Saturday with her, so you had bought the three of you tickets to the fun fair that had come into town and you knew they were both beyond excited to spend the day there.

You went on a couple of rides before you stopped for some candyfloss and moved onto the booths with intricate tasks to win overpriced prizes. As you passed a stool with dartboards, you noticed Cassie’s eyes widen at the sight of the prize.

“Do you want to try and win the giant rainbow hippo?” You offered.

Her head began to nod at a rate you didn’t realise was human. You handed over two dollars to the man who handed Cassie the three darts and explained how many points she needed to win to win each size of prize. She poked out her tongue as she threw the three darts, two of which hit the board. She let out a sigh but smiled to the man as she made her choice of a small purple bear on a keychain.

Scott practically puffed out his chest as he stepped forward, thrusting more money at the man.

“Let me win it for you,” he grinned, very assure of himself.

He threw his darts but managed to score lower than his daughter, reluctantly taking the purple cat keychain to hand to Cassie. Scott exchanged more money for more darts but didn’t do any better. He tried a few times, collating a rainbow menagerie of keychains for Cassie to juggle, unable to land anything better than his daughter had.

“Dad,” Cassie smiled softly. “I don’t mind, look how many of these I have, they are better than the big one anyway.”

It might have been easier if his daughter had thrown a strop, it may have justified his persistence for the toy that was worth less than the money that he had already spent.

“I want you to get the one you want,” he grunted, throwing his last dart again, once more failing.

Cassie let out a sigh, not knowing what else to say to convince him that she would still be happy without the toy.

You gently touched your boyfriend’s arm to try and draw his attention from the dartboard.

“How about I have one try? Then we’ve all had a go, and then we can call this an end of this booth, and move your machismo onto hook a duck.”

Scott was reluctant but seeing the pleading eyes of his daughter, he accepted the deal. You handed over the last two dollars in exchange for three darts.

You carefully threw the three darts, each hitting the mark you had been aiming for. Neither of your companions had expected such a thing to happen but you could see the joy in Cassie’s eyes as the rainbow hippo was handed over to you.

“H-how?” Scott spluttered.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me Scotty,” you grinned, thrusting the giant plush toy into his chest, finally leading the three of you away from the booth.

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samdeancass · 1 year

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Requested by @jensen-ackles-girl

Pairing: Scott Lang x reader

Halloween 2022 Masterlist

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Halloween Event Rules

The Avengers Campus was in full Halloween mode; decorations hanging from anywhere they could be hung, people being scared left, right and centre and some of the heroes were even dressed up. Now that's a sight you never thought you'd see!

You were laughing and joking with Tony, coming up with a few surprises for the party you were throwing later when you noticed Scott standing alone at the bar, twiddling his thumbs. You excused yourself and headed over to him, walking behind the bar and grabbing two glasses before pouring some whiskey.

"Tell me, Scott. What's a handsome guy like you doing moping around at a bar surrounded by the heroes of New York on Halloween, hmm?" You pushed the glass over to Scott which he immediately grabbed and downed in one.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, Y/N. I think it just reminds me of all the things that I've missed out on with Cassie. Taking her trick or treating, helping her pick her costumes. It's just something that I've always wanted to do with her, celebrating my favourite holiday." You walked back around the bar and swung a comforting arm around his shoulders, placing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

"I know you've missed out on a lot, honey. But you've also got so much to look forward to: Helping her pick the costumes of her kids, taking your grandkids trick or treating and you'll get to teach Cassie all of the greatest scary movies that have ever been made." He chuckled and places both of his hands on yours resting on the bar, intwining your fingers.

"See, baby. Don't be sad about what could have happened in the past, think about what could happen in the future." Scott looked up into your eyes and smiled. "What would I do without you talking sense?" "You'd probably have ended up back inside, or dead. Both are quite probable."

He laughed again and brought you in for a kiss, his hands resting on your shoulders. You sighed and sunk into the kiss, a wave of happiness and love travelling through you.

"Y/N if you've finished snogging Scott's face off, there's some more decorations that need to be hung." You broke away from the kiss and groaned, shooting daggers at Tony across the room. "Dammit Tony! You always do this!"

You looked at Scott and gave him one last kiss. "Horror marathon at my place later, you're bringing the candy. Deal?" Scott smiled and nodded. "Deal."

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lesbian-deadpool · 1 year

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Scott: If you water water, it grows.

Rocket: ... what?

Y/N: They've got a point.

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moonlit-imagines · 1 year

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requested by anonymous

Stepping onto the slick ice rink, you nearly lost your balance in front of the whole crowd. If not for Scott, you’d already be laid out across the ice, but luckily he was right there with his hand clutched in your own. “I’m right here, you aren’t going anywhere.” He assured you, slowly guiding you across the ice. “Got the hang of it yet?”

“Don’t let go.” You nearly pleaded with a shared chuckle, but he assured you he wasn’t going anywhere. It was nice and cold, you focused on your breath ahead of you while slowly sliding forward, noticing Scott smiling at you out of the corner of your eye. “It’s not funny.”

“But it is fun! Come on, you’ll warm up if you keep moving.” He urged you to start pushing against the ice.

“You owe me a hot chocolate.”

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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Revenge Of The Egg

Scott Lang x reader

Words: 250

Number 4: “Want to help egg my ex’s house?”

Authors note: Heehee it’s not the exact line but same vibes

“Hmmm,” you breathed out, sinking your body deeper into your spot on the couch while simultaneously having Scott’s arm around you.

It was practically a lazy Sunday with you two really doing nothing all day except for watching tv, blasting some tunes, and relaxing. But there’s only so much of doing nothing you can do until it gets boring.

You breathed out another sigh before exclaiming, “I’m bored,” catching Scott’s attention.

“We could go to the movies?”

You shook your head at his proposal.

“We could go out to eat?”

Again another denial came from you. And you heard a, hmm, emit from him. “We could egg my ex’s house.”

You frowned, “it’s not Halloween. Plus wouldn’t Maggie be mad? And what’s gonna happen if they see us?”

He shrugged his lips curving down for a moment, “they’re not gonna see us. And it’s really Paxton’s house, and I don’t really care about that guy.”

You let out a chuckle and shook your head at the thought.

“Oh come on. It could be fun…” he teased with a nudge nudge.

“No, it’s too mean…”

You two sat there for a moment, with just the background noises being heard until you finally said, “just one egg, and we’re not going to break anything.”

“I’ll grab the keys!” He exclaimed a little too excited, while moving his arm and immediately hopping off the couch. You watched from your spot as he ran off and you couldn’t help but laugh at his demeanor.

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New Year's Eve

Summary: A game of two truths and a lie reveals to the team a fact about the you that Bucky can’t seem to stop thinking about.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Female Reader

Warnings: Minimal use of Y/N. Language 'cause why not. A lot of fluff. My poor attempts at being funny. Mutual pining, idiots in love. Self-deprecating thoughts.

Word Count: 3.2K

A/N: Happy New Year's Eve! Thanks for all the messages when I was sick, I'm finally feeling better and I'm negative for Covid! I really wanted to post something for New Year's Eve and this came from a fever dream I had when I was sick, lol. I hope it's any good and someone enjoys it! A particular thank you to @ordelixx for helping me with this story!💘I've only started posting here about a month and a half but I'm really enjoying it and feeling more and more comfortable in my writing. I hope I'm also getting better at it. Anyway, I have big plans for the New Year that I hope you'll enjoy! This year hasn't been great for me, but I'm planning on working harder than ever to make sure the next one is a year I can be proud of. I hope you guys have a nice last day of 2023 and an amazing start of 2024! Love you all.💘

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“Ok, your turn, Kill Bill. Two truths and a lie, go.” Tony says, referring to the fact that you fight with swords, making you roll your eyes before you join in on the laughter.

“Ok, uhm...” you try not to look at anyone so you don’t give away the answer “I have a teddy bear that I sleep with, I have bungee jumped from the top of the tower and I’ve never had a New Year’s kiss.”

You look back up to the room and wait for their guesses.

It’s a Friday night and the people that remained in the Tower for the holidays decided to have a little game night.

Every year the same people stay around, having nowhere in particular to go, and spend Christmas together.

Clint and Scott usually spend this time with their families, this year Thor decided to go to New Asgard with Bruce and Loki to visit Val and Korg, and Peter decided to spend it with aunt May and Happy.

You usually alternate between going to visit your family and staying in the tower each year, and this one was your turn to go to your first home.

You came back the day after Christmas, never being one to miss Tony’s New Year’s Eve party that’s gonna happen in two days now.

“Well, we know she has a teddy bear.” Wanda says.

“Do we know that?” Tony turns to you, narrowing his eyes. “Do you have one?”

“Yes, she does, we’ve seen it” Natasha answers for you while you glance at Bucky, praying he doesn’t put together that they’re talking about the teddy bear he gifted you for Valentine’s Day this year along with flowers.

Natasha and Wanda were more happy than you when you told them, sustaining that he did it because he liked you until you pointed out that he gave flowers to them too, because he’s sweet and a gentleman and that’s just who he is.

They wouldn’t let up on the fact that neither of them got a teddy bear though, and you would have agreed with them but Bucky never really did anything else about it so you decided to let it go and not read too much into it.

You're brought back to the present by Tony.

“Ok, so she has one. Then it’s gotta be the New Year’s kiss, everyone has had one at least once in their life,” he was looking at your reaction very closely while talking, but you did your best to keep an easy smile and not give anything away.

“Even Captain Virgin over there had one last year.” he adds vaguely waving towards Steve’s general direction.

You crack at the nickname and at the undignified sound Steve made while blushing and glancing at Nat that shared that kiss with him.

“Tony, there’s no way that she bungee jumped from the roof without us knowing, that’s gotta be the lie.” Sam interjects, also watching you closely for any signs of a reaction that you manage not to give.

“Alright, just take your guesses, people.” You say to the group.

“New Year’s Kiss.” Tony all but yelled, Natasha and Wanda agreeing with him.

“Bungee jump.” Sam says and Steve and Bucky agree, then they all seem to hold their breath as they wait for your answer.

It’s not a surprise that even these stupid little games cause a lot of competition amongst the team.

“Neither.”-you finally said and let out a laugh when they all groan in annoyance while taking their shots for guessing wrong.

“WAIT- you bungee jumped off the ROOF? When?!” Steve seems more concerned than anything.

“Well, you know a few months ago when we happened to all be on different missions at the same time?” They nod, not knowing where you're going with this “Clint and I came back first from ours, we were bored and there was no one around to stop us from doing anything stupid so…” you trail off, shrugging while laughing.

Steve looks shocked, Sam is laughing his ass off while Tony immediately goes to look for the security footage.

They all cheered while watching you throw yourself off the roof, Clint's yells and laughter could be heard, and then Steve shakes his head while joining you in the laughter when you see Clint take his turn and scream like a little girl while you fall to the ground laughing on the video.

Once you all composed yourselves, Tony pokes Wanda’s arm “I thought you said she had a teddy bear.” he's looking at her like she brought him on a treasure hunt and then betrayed him and left him for dead on a deserted island.

“She does! She got it from-” you interrupt her before she can finish the sentence, blushing a little and avoiding Bucky’s eyes.

“I do have a teddy bear, I just don’t sleep with it.” you say, shrugging.

“Oh, come on, that’s cheating!” Natasha whines.

“It’s really not, just because I do have one it doesn’t mean I didn’t tell a lie about it” you laugh at her pout.

“Wait a minute, so you’ve never had a New Year’s kiss?” Tony looks at you like you suddenly grew two heads.

“It’s not a big deal. Funny thing is, I have had boyfriends during New Year’s Eve, I just never happen to spend the day with them.” you say absentmindedly while thinking back at all the parties you’ve been to over the years to celebrate the new year.

“Really?” it's so quiet you almost missed it, your eyes snapping up to meet Bucky’s that were already looking at you.

“Is that so hard to believe?” The room seems to go quiet as everybody looks at you two, but you're too focused on each other to notice.

“I didn’t- I mean…” his cheeks started to turn a little pink as he seemed to have trouble finishing his sentence “It’s just you’re very pretty, who wouldn’t want to kiss you?”

You didn’t know what to say to that, you start blushing too while opening and closing your mouth a couple of times, looking like a damn fish.

You settle for a quiet ‘thank you’ with a smile that he shyly returns, neither of you noticing the glances passed by everyone else.

The whole team is convinced that there’s something between you and Bucky, but both of you always deny it and don’t seem to read too much into each other’s actions, always dismissing the glances and lingering touches as friendly affection even though you’re not really that close.

But really what else could it be?

The team lets the moment end and the game goes on, everyone keeps drinking and having fun until it gets really late and you all decide to call it a night.

Bucky goes to his bedroom and gets ready for sleep but he can’t seem to focus on anything else but you.

He really doesn’t understand how can anybody see your pretty self when you’ve just woken up, no makeup and your eyes full of sleep and not want to kiss you, let alone when you are all dolled up in a pretty golden dresses like you do every New Year’s.

Every year it gets harder for him not to just grab you and kiss you, hell every day is pretty much torture to see you around the Compound and not get to be with you the way he wants to.

But he has to keep his hands to himself because there’s no way you could actually like him like that.

He’s even tried to drop hints here and there like giving you the teddy bear for Valentine’s Day but, except for the cute shade of pink that your face turned, you still didn’t seem all that interested.

Still, that didn’t stop him from thinking what it would be like if you did like him and fantasize about being your first New Year’s kiss and maybe even your last first kiss.

At the same time you were in your own room getting ready for bed while your own thoughts kept going back to the moment you shared with Bucky in the living room.

You didn’t know if you were more embarrassed because you actually told the team you’ve never had a kiss on New Year’s Eve or happy because Bucky called you pretty.

If it was anyone else you wouldn’t even think twice about it, but coming from him it just felt like you were being complimented for the first time ever.

Everytime you thought about it you felt all warm and fuzzy inside, and at this point the moment was pretty much on loop in your mind.

The more you think about it the more you feel your face heat up, sleep not coming easily as you slip into Bucky filled dreams.

The next day everybody’s hanging out in the living room, most of them nursing a hangover from last night. You get ready for a last minute shopping trip to try and find a new dress for New Year’s Eve.

When you get to the living room you see Steve grinning at a disgruntled Tony, Wanda, Sam and Natasha who are obviously very hangover and nowhere near as amused as the blonde supersoldier.

Bucky’s attention is on you as soon as you're in his field of vision and no one fails to notice it, except you of course, your own attention on Wanda and Natasha sprawled on the couch.

“Well, I was gonna ask you if you wanted to come shopping with me,” you start watching from one to the other, as amused as Steve at everyone’s inability to contain themselves when drinking. “but I don’t think that’s happening.”

“Bite me, YLN.” Is all Nat says.

Wanda, on the other hand, is a little gentler. “I can come with you, if you want.” she says sweetly.

“That’s okay, Wands.” you smile at her “just rest and drink lots of water.”

You turn around, saying bye to everyone and making your way out. As soon as the doors of the elevator close, everyone turns to Bucky that's not even pretending not to be staring anymore.

Not that anyone could ignore the longing look on Bucky’s face as he watches you walk away.

“Buck,” Steve starts talking, glancing at everyone before setting his gaze back on his best friend. “we need to talk.”

“Okay…” he slowly drags out, unsure if he even wants Steve to keep going.

“Well, we’ve been noticing some things lately…” He’s unsure of how to say this. “Between you and Y/N.”

Bucky’s cheeks start to turn a slight shade of pink, but he’s still not sure where Steve’s going with this so he says nothing.

“So we thought” he gestures around at everybody. “that maybe we should-”

“We know you like her, and we want to help you get with her.” Tony interrupts Steve, quickly getting to the point.

At Steve’s glare, Tony merely raises his hands in surrender saying, “Listen, Capsicle, I’m way too hungover to take the panoramic route. Let’s just get this over with.”

“Yeah, Stark’s right.” Sam says, turning Bucky whose face is fully red now. “You have a weak ass game, man. Let us help you.”

They all look at the brunette supersoldier while waiting for his answer. He chews on his lip while looking at the expectant faces of his friends, before letting out a deep sigh.

“How would you even help me?” He says quietly, neither accepting nor denying their help just yet.

“Well, we know Y/N,” Wanda says.

“Yeah, we can tell you what turns her on.” Natasha smirked, before Wanda flicks her ear making her let out an ‘ow’ with a slight pout.

“What she means is,” she glares at Natasha “we can tell you what she likes, you know. Maybe help you get closer to her.”

Bucky shakes his head lightly “This is not a good idea. And it doesn’t even matter if she doesn’t like me.”

Wanda and Natasha seem to have a silent conversation, ending with Natasha raising her eyebrow at Wanda and Wanda just sighing with a soft ‘fine’.

“She does like you.” Wanda turns back to Bucky.

“She’s just convinced that you don’t like her like that.” Natasha says with a roll of her eyes.

Bucky still wasn’t completely convinced, but he agreed nonetheless. Maybe it was the glimmer of hope the girls gave him, but if there was even the slightest chance you could actually like him, he owed it to himself to try.

So he let the team make a plan to get you guys together, hoping to god he wouldn’t come to regret it.

You come home a few hours later, super excited to have found the perfect dress for the party the next night.

Bucky thought you were just so cute, all smiles and giggles.

Wanda and Nat talked you into having the last girls night of the year, although it didn’t really take much convincing.

And so the plan begins.

You’re relaxing on your bed, Wanda lying next to you, your head on her lap, and Nat sprawled on the love seat near the window close to your bed.

You’re wearing bathrobes, sheet masks on your faces as you watch a cheesy romcom that you’re so embarrassingly into you don’t even notice the girls exchange a look and nod at each other.

Wanda clears her throat and then begins talking, as casually as she can. “So, how come you never told us you never had a New Year’s kiss?”

They had to approach the subject somehow, right?

“I don’t know,” you say absentmindedly and then shrug, your attention still on the Tv. “didn’t think it was important.”

“Sure it isn’t.” Nat said, and her tone took your attention away from the movie for the first time since it started.

“What’s that supposed to mean, Tasha?” she simply shrugs, an innocent look in the face.

“It doesn’t mean anything” she says, her attention seemingly on the movie “I mean, if it doesn’t bother you, it doesn’t bother me.”

“Why would it bother me?” you frown, you don't understand what's so weird about this.

“Well, some people might find it a little…” Wanda trails off.

“Sad?” Natasha ends for her.

“It’s not like I’ve never kissed anyone.” you're starting to get a little defensive.

“We know that, sweetie.” Wanda coos, stroking your hair while you look up at her.

“We really didn’t mean anything by it.” Natasha ends, giving you an apologetic look.

“Yeah, whatever.” is all you say, and you turn your eyes back to the tv, your attention nowhere near it.

Natasha and Wanda can basically hear the gears turn in your head and give each other one last glance.

Part one of the plan is complete.

The next day goes through like usual, the team spending basically the whole morning together.

It’s a tradition, having the last breakfast of the year together, watching the last movie, having the last lunch and so on. Doing all the lasts together.

It’s silly, but it’s a tradition you've all come to be very fond of.

The afternoon comes and you and the girls spend it getting ready for the party, last night’s conversation almost forgotten.

Almost.

As you got to the party the music was deafening before you even stepped out of the elevator and, once you did, you were immediately immersed in a sea of perfume and cologne and, like every other Stark party extravaganza, you didn’t know about 98% of the people there.

You quickly find the team, as outgoing as most of them are, you usually spend most of the night together because it’s the last night of the year, last party and, again, it's your tradition.

You talk, you joke, you laugh but the more you drink the more you keep thinking about your conversation with the girls last night.

Was it really that sad that you’ve never started a new year with a kiss?

Midnight came sooner than you would’ve liked and your teammates decide to ask you a sobering question.

“So, who are you kissing?” Tony asks very casually.

You turn around confused, the team’s eyes all on you. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh, nobody told you?” Sam says, looking around him “We’re all kissing someone tonight.”

“I- You- What?” you glance towards Bucky so quickly he almost thought he imagined it.

“Well, Romanoff is kissing Rogers, I’m obviously kissing Pepper and Wanda is kissing Wilson.” Tony said, before specifying while pointing at the last two “As friends, obviously.”

“So, you’re all kissing someone?” You look at everyone except the one person you actually want to look at.

Something inside of you just believes that he would nod too and a beautiful woman that you could never compare to would appear at his side.

“Well,” Steve starts. “not all of us…”

He trails off and, following his gaze, you land on the very pair of blue eyes you were trying to avoid.

Suddenly everyone else scatters and it was just you and Bucky. You don't know what to say, but you feel like you can't look away from him now.

What the hell is happening to you?

You’re talking before you can even stop yourself “You know, we could also kiss. As friends.” you add, realizing what you just said, your eyes wide with your own surprise.

He’s about to say something, but you don’t give him a chance to get a sound out before you’re backtracking so fast you might actually fall out the window.

“You don’t have to. Obviously. It’s not like I’d make you.” you chuckled awkwardly, but you can’t stop yourself from rambling “Unless you wanted to. But why would you want to? It’s not like you’re missing anything. I’m not anything special.”

You can hear the countdown starting, but it sounds distant to your ears as your heart pounds faster. “I mean, I’m sure you’re a good kisser. Why wouldn’t you be? Not that you’re like a lady’s man.”

Bucky glances around him, the team giving him encouraging looks as they near zero and you just keep going “But like you were, you know. Not that it’s a bad thi-”

You're thankfully interrupted abruptly by Bucky’s lips on yours just as everyone yells ‘Happy New Year’ and gold and black confetti starts falling down on you.

You can't even begin to comprehend what's happening but your body does, kissing him back almost immediately.

It feels like forever and also too soon when he pulls away, you can't even hearing the chaos around you anymore.

All that exists is you and Bucky and his eyes and his arms around your waist and yours around his neck and his lips that you wanted to kiss again and kiss forever and never stop.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that” he says after a few seconds. Or maybe days. Weeks? Hours? It doesn’t matter.

All that matters is the bright smile he gives you when you say “Me too.”

He kisses you again, but this time the spell is broken by the team’s whistles and cheers.

When you pull away you’re both blushing a little, you glance around you and see all the smug faces of the idiots you love to death, Bucky’s attention never leaving you.

“And by the way,” Bucky says, gaining your attention once more. “you have more qualities than you think,” he then pointed at your chest “You have this.”

You looked down to where he was pointing before saying “I do have great tits, yes.”

When you looked back at him he was blushing even harder and looked like he was having a hard time maintaining eye contact, while you were more relaxed now that the kiss took away all the awkwardness, but trying hard not to laugh.

“... I meant heart” he said after a few moments of silence.

“Either or.” you answered, shrugging and when you heard the snickers of the team around you, you couldn’t help but join them, followed by a still blushing Bucky.

Yep, this year is definitely gonna be an interesting one.

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