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Dummy

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter is the only one of the Avengers who doesn’t tease you for being a little slow 

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Now you weren’t exactly dumb.

You were just a little slow.

When you joined the Avengers last year, the team learned pretty quickly that your mind moved at a different pace than everyone else. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing and it didn’t keep you from doing your job, it just meant you were the butt of most of the jokes. Every time one of your blunders happened, your intelligence would be mocked in some way. You knew it was all in good fun, but it hurt to it feelings every now and then. The only person who never poked fun at you was Peter. And for that reason, he was your favorite on the team.

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Headcanons for being Peter Parker’s sister

Peter Parker x sister!reader

warnings:

a/n: this is LONG

prompt: @coffeeaff: “Hc where y/n is Peter Parker's sister!”

let’s start this out by stating the obvious: you were Peter’s other half

ever since you were kids, it’s always been “Peter and Y/N”

sometimes you’d literally have to be pried apart bc you refused to leave each other’s sides

may and ben went from zero kids to two in a day and had no idea where to go from there

especially when you and peter had nerf wars

“what are we gonna do, ben?”

*ben, cocking his nerf gun* “it’s nerf or nothing?”

once your aunt and uncle got the hang of things, you were all one big team

peter and you started growing up and going to school

it was new and scary for you

you came up with a secret way to say “i love you” to each other bc you were afraid the 5 year olds would make fun of you

“the lion says hi” (you were 5 and you really liked the wizard of oz)

every year you got placed in the same elementary school classes, turning into some of the most delightful kids who kept to themselves most of the time and showed real promise

until one year they wanted to put you in separate classes to see how you’d do alone

you and peter simultaneously had tantrums until they called may and ben and calmed you down

“what’s that noise?” -teacher at least 35 doors down the hall

the school almost switched your class so you’d be together again, but ben decided that the two of you needed a little bit of space to grown on your own

which worked! now when you guys got home, you’d run to your shared room and tell each other all the third grade gossip

by the time you reached middle school, you were in half of each other’s classes and most of the same clubs

by high school, peter was begging you to join band and the decathlon team

you can’t tell me you guys didn’t take the same foreign language class to talk to each other

“j'ai renversé du chocolat chaud sur le canapé” (I spilled hot chocolate on the couch)

“je vais retourner le coussin” (i’ll go flip the cushion)

now here’s where things get interesting

you were the first to know about peter’s newfound powers

because you walked into your shared room while he was stuck to the ceiling

“hey, uh, i can explain in a minute, but can you maybe possibly help me down?”

it took you an hour

he fell on top of you

“sorry! sorry, sorry! i’m sorry”

“start talking, please”

peter explained that he had the powers for 2 weeks and he has gotten stuck to so many things

he was scared

“don’t tell anyone!”

“since when have i been a snitch?”

you and him using your science brains to figure out how to deal with all of this

then ben died and everything wasn’t so good for a while

you’d find each other crying alone a lot

then sitting together and crying

and comforting aunt may every chance you got

sometimes you and peter made cookies for her and now peter likes baking and cooking

peter decided to become “spider-man”

which you weren’t completely psyched over but you weren’t totally against either

“pros: my brother is a super hero, cons: it’s dangerous and if i lose you, me and may will be very very sad. we already lost ben”

thrifting together

clothes and electronics

“do we really have to go through the trash, too?”

“yes, y/n, there could be some really cool stuff here!” *peter holds up a mechanical keyboard* “score!”

missing trains together

walking to school/home together

showing each other new music

walking into your apartment and finding tony freaking stark on your couch

sitting with may on the couch until tony calls you into the room

“so you helped create the webs for his suit?”

“i have no idea—”

“y/n, he knows”

“yes, yes i did”

getting to work as tony’s engineer/scientist apprentice

“y/n, this is a little weapon that i am gifting you so that if peter ever does something stupid, you can lend a hand. that is all it is for, kapeesh?”

mr. stark this, mr. stark that

peter’s tired, bruised-ass self crawling through your bedroom window at 2am was actually pretty normal

you are his wingman

he had to copy your homework a lot

“you owe me”

you almost died on the washington d.c. field trip but you were the chillest person there bc you knew peter was nearby

“dude! why are you so calm?” -flash

(fast forward to infinity war)

“holy shit! we’re all gonna die!” -ned

you grabbed peter’s arm right before he left

“lion says hi” you chuckled with fear in your eyes

“lion says hi” he repeated, handing you his hoodie from out of his bag “if i lose this, may will freak. keep it safe.”

you and ned talking about spider business on the bus

“do you still have that thing mr. stark gave you? the secret weapon?”

“yeah but it’s not much use right now”

you seeing a certain spider being lifted into space

calling the suit itself bc you have access to the comms

“peter? peter, what the hell are you doing? come back!” you were staring out the bus window

*line disconnected*

you called pepper

“ms. potts? hi, it’s y/n”

“they’re in space”

“are they coming back?”

“god, i hope”

and then may dusted

and all your friends dusted

and you were freaking out

and pepper called you

“oh, my god, thank god you’re okay”

“are peter and tony okay?”

“i have no idea.” she’s crying now “is your aunt okay?”

“she’s gone” you’re crying now

“oh, jesus. okay, hey, don’t worry, everything will be alright. i’m gonna get you a ride to the avengers compound. everyone we need is meeting there”

waiting weeks to find tony and your brother

your hopes were so high when captain marvel brought the ship back

you, steve, and pepper got there so fast

but your heart dropped when you heard “i lost the kid”

pepper and tony decided to adopt you since you weren’t quite 18 yet and tony knew what it was like to be young and alone

and you looked up to tony and pepper anyways

and they had already started to see you and peter as their “crazy ass yet talented nephew and niece” (tony’s words)

you were a bridesmaid in the wedding, though

and you’d never had a sister, so morgan was pretty great

you babysat a lot after you left the house because you secretly liked being back home

when the snap was reversed, everything was really really weird

peter was 5 years younger than you

you fought against thanos in a suit that you built yourself

peter didn’t know it was you until you landed in front of him to protect him and lifted your mask up with tears in your eyes

it was the most emotional hug you ever had

may was super proud of who you grew up to be

but she was upset she didn’t get to be there during some of the most important years of your life

mourning tony with your brother, trying to comfort him the best that you could

telling him all about the past five years

still having one of the strongest family bonds you could imagine because that’s the way it is

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Seventeen Bullets

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: SCHOOL SHOOTING, which is definitely a MAJOR trigger-warning in my opinion, blood, death, fricking stupid people being heartless, a lot lot lot of angst

A/N: I AM SORRY BUT I AM STRESSING ABOUT MY SCHOOL BEING SHOT UP SO I DECIDED TO SHOVE ALL OF MY FEELINGS INTO A FIC. 

No GIF, I’m not in the mood :/

It was a normal day at school when it happened.

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midnight groceries (tom holland x reader) [1]

summary: tom and harry runs into a cute fan with some familiar pajamas on a late night grocery run

word count: 2k whoops

warnings: fluff, language

edited: omgjoidfsdk i highkey might write a part two for this 

a/n: basing this off how i would react if i ever met tom in person hehe

gonna just tag some of my favorite writers cus why not 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 

@spideyyeet​ , @waitimcomingtoo​ , @madmadmilk​ , @rcmxnoff​

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“It’s so late Harry, couldn’t we have just ordered some room service?” Tom mutters, yawning and entering the store.

“Yes, but going to the shops is so much better. I swear!” Harry pulls Tom along.

Tom groans quietly, “I’m just glad there’s barely anyone here,” he shrugs Harry off his arm, stuffing his hands in his pajama pants pockets.

“Plus this is less expensive then room service,” Harry grabs a basket and walks towards the chip aisle.

“True. Man, haven’t had snacks like these in awhile,” Tom mumbles, looking around at the variety of chips.

“Well we did just come from London, we haven’t had American snacks since, what? Last December or something right?” Harry chuckles.

Tom nods and looks around, “I’m going to check out the beer, wherever that may be,” he says.

“Alright,” Harry responds, grabbing a couple bags of chips. He walks around a couple of aisles exploring the store, until a dark blue sweater and a pair of bright red Spider-Man pajama pants catches his eyes.

He raises his eyebrows in amusement and slowly takes a couple steps back to glance at the person he walked right past. He realizes it was a young girl who looks around his and Tom’s age. She has her h/c hair bunched up in a messy bun and tired looking e/c eyes scanning the fruits in front of her.

His eyes avert down to her sweater, noticing the big Midtown design on the front of it. He smirks slightly and quickly runs off to look for his brother.

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ok i’m only gonna ask you this cause out of all the writers i’ve read you have the BEST dialogue between peter and stark!reader. so this is a little different from what you usually wrote but do you think you could do a drabble or blurb of just random texts between you two? idk literally just the weird random things y’all would talk about that if someone read them they would be like?? also maybe when he’s swinging around too?

Hehe

Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Warning: language, fluff, some nudity, mentions of sex

A/N: I have no clue if I’m doing this right so I’m sorry if it’s not what u were imagining. but some of the texts are inspired by tweet i’ve read on twitter :)

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12:47 am

You groaned in annoyance, kicking the blankets off as you flopped back on your bed staring up at the ceiling. You couldn’t find a right position!!

starkalishess🥵🐢🍕: can u come snap my back

Peter was currently on patrol and he usually didn’t take long to answer unless he was dealing with—

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: OMW‼️‼️

Your brows furrowed at his quick answer before laughing to yourself. Peter came by your window/porch/door whatever the fuck your dad made the compound complex like—anyways Peter knocked standing with his bag on his shoulders.

You chuckled to yourself as you clicked the screen beside your bed, the porch door opening for Peter. “Hey babyyy.” Peter said trying to sound seductive as he ripped his mask off and kicking his suit across the room. “Snap your back huh?” He said wiggling his brows.

“Oh my god.” You said rolling your eyes teasingly. Peter jumped on top of you, straddling your body as he kissed your neck.

“What?—I can def snap your back baby—not literally though, I think I can if I tried but baby then you’ll probably be paralyzed and—and we can’t have that!” Peter started freaking out as he began to take your words seriously.

“Peter I wasn’t talking about sex.” You said causing Peter to stare at you blankly.

“But you sa—“

“I couldn’t sleep. My back was being annoying and wouldn’t get comfortable. I just wanted you to come n keep me company.” You pouted, causing Peter to go all doe eyed, and kiss you.

“I can do that.” He said, collapsing next to you and pulling you close.

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Saturday 8:18 pm

starkalishess🥵🐢🍕: Its in my shirt

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: ok hehe

starkalishess🥵🐢🍕: stop looking at me they’ll suspect somethin

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: but I can c it thru ur shirt

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: fuck I want it

starkalishess🥵🐢🍕: stopppppp

“Phones off at the table.” Steve snapped, causing you and Peter to hide your phones quickly.

“Sam! We’re starving!!” Bucky shouted from the table, getting annoyed because Peter ate the last garlic bread.

“Vision is adding one more thing!!” Sam shouted back making everyone at the table groan.

Peter’s eyes went wide when he saw your shirt moving. He began making facial expressions but you were trying to stay still.

But as soon as Sam but the food down, the snake came out of your sleeve and onto the table.

“OH MY GOD!!!” Wanda exclaimed running away from her seat next to you.

“AHHHHHHHH” Bucky screamed loudky as it slithered across his plate.

“whAT THE FUCKK!!” Sam brought his hands away quickly, only to have Peter push him aside as Gerald slithered around. Peter lunging to grab the harmless snake as you took a bite of the salad before clicking your tongue to help Gerald.

“What is happening—what the fuck!” Tony shouted, coming from his lab. It didn’t take long for Tony to grab the snake, unharmed. “You two. Lab. Now.” You and Peter bit your lips as you walked to the lab.

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Wednesday 4:25 am

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: do you ever get water hungry?

starkalishess🥵🐢🍕: thirsty?

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: water hungry

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6:21 am

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: fuck what’s the name for raw toast??????

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: ………..bread

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: ok hehe

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: what’s the hehe for?

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: baby what’s the hehe for?!?!!!

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: bABBY THE HEHE AHHAHSHAJANSHWINSBDJANAHAHZNXN

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7:56 pm

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: lmfaooo that shit was hilorius

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: hilarius

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: fuck

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: hiulrius

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: fuck this

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: the big laugh

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: 💀💀💀💀

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: is this Peter Parker? The dude that can make his own webs?

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: stfu

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: hehe 🤭

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2:05am

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: what’s the word for horny but not in a sexual way like I’m horny for St. Patrick’s Day but I don’t wanna fuck a leprechaun? Uk??

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: u mean excited?

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: YES!! Ur so smart

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: ngl doe now I’m horny

starkalishness🥵🐢🍕: Thats hilrius

spideywhore🤤🥞🥞: I hate u

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You groaned, stretching out your back as you stood up. Your eyes on the clock.

3 pm. Damn

You turned around looking down at Peter, sleeping peacefully on his stomach, arms stretched out, face buried into the mattress. You smiled before you ripped the sheets off him. You bit your lip when you saw the red marks down his back, and his bare ass on display.

“Wake uppppp.” You said hitting his ass with a pillow. Peter groaned, pushing your hand away from him.

“It’s 3 pm Peter, you smell like sex.” You said going into the bathroom to take a shower.

Peter grumbled in reply, turning over and stretching his body out—

“You better be awake— WHY ARE YOU NAKED ON MY DAUGHTERS BED!!” Peters hands fell between his legs his face pale.

“It’s not what it looks like!!” Peter exclamined looking around for his pants. Where the fuck did you throw them??

“Your bare ass is on her bed what else could that mean!?!????!” Tony exclamined, hyperventilating.

“It means someone stole my clothes in my sleep!” Peter answered frantically, finding his pants and quickly putting them on as Tony continued to come closer.

“You think your smart eh?” Tony’s voice deepened causing Peter’s skin to crawls.

“Not to toot my own horn or anything—“ Peter said jokingly trying to get a little laugh going. But Tony was dead serious.

“If I find out you were sleeping with my daughter—“ However Peter already knew this is Tony finding out, so the only rational thing he could do was jump off the porch.

So he did.

—A couple minutes later —

“Phones now.” Tony snapped holding his hands out in front of you and Peter.

You bit your lip as you handed him your phone, Peter avoiding eye contact. The rest of the avengers surrounding you three in the living room.

“If neither of you will tell me when this started—I’ll find out myself.” Tony said. And so it begun, Tony going through your messages with Peter. If this was anyone else, they’d probably be freaking out, but to be honest you and Peter don’t sext, and if you do well you delete that shit.

“Water hungry?” Tony’s brows furrowed, Peter rubbing the back of his neck chuckling in fear.

“Raw toast?” Tony was squinting. “What the fuck do you guys talk about??” Steve came over looking over Tony’s shoulder, as did everyone else.

“AH HAH!!” Tony shouted out in excitement. “Stop looking at me they’ll suspect something. Hmmmmmm, gave yourself up daughter.” Tony said. “But I can see through your shirt!! Do you have no shame PARKER!!—“ Tony exclamined. Your eyes widening.

“That’s definitely out of context. That’s when Gerald was in my shirt and he came out during dinner.” You said, Tony looking at the date of the text. It matched up.

“Why are you guys so weird.” Bucky chuckled taking the phone from Tony as he read your texts, Sam chuckling beside him.

“Okay Mr. Stark can I say someth—“ Peter started

“No. Zip it.” Tony said, Peter instantly shutting up. You bit your lip trying not to laugh. Peter and Tony looking at you in shock.

“You think this is funny?” Tony asked, you nodded. Tony gasped.

“It’s funny how scared Peter is of you.” You said causing Peter’s cheeks to flare in embarrassment.

“He should be scared I could end his life right now.” Tony said harshly causing Peter to tense up his eyes wide. You only laughed harder, holding a hand to your mouth trying to shut yourself up.

“I’m sorry.” You said waving a hand in front of you.

“No lab.” Tony said to you causing you to stop laughing. “Whose laughing now.” Tony said laughing.

“Okay okay, I’m sorry. We started dating like five months ago. It’s all chill. Except for you.” You looked past Tony at Steve. “And Steve. But besides you two everyone else practically knew. And I’m pretty sure you knew but you choose to deny it. I mean we never hid anything.” You said honestly, Peter’s leg bouncing in fear of your father.

“You still should’ve told me.” Tony grumbled, arms crossed.

“I know, I’m sorry.” You said again. Tony looked over at Peter shaking in fear.

“Relax kid I’m not gonna kill you.” Tony said chuckling along with you when Peter released a sigh of relief.

“I’m sorry Mr. Stark I didn’t mean any disrespect, I love your daughter she’s really great, inside and out—like personality wise not like inside inside—“

You elbowed Peter, shutting him up as Tony rubbed his face.

“Just go.” Tony said shaking his head. You grabbed Peter’s hand, taking your phones back as you left the room.

“You need to learn how to control your words Pete.” You laughed, making Peter chuckle nervously.

“I’m sorry, I just get all sweaty and nervous when he looks at me like that. I feel like I’m in court. A-and then I just start talking and—“ you kissed Peter shutting him up. “That’s nice.” He mumbled making you roll your eyes.

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Peter: why is Y/N outside crying? And holding a chocolate milkshake?

Bucky: she’s still out there?

Steve: Bucky I told you to bring her in FOUR hours ago!!!

*Steve jogs out to get Y/N*

Peter: so why is she crying?

Bucky: because and I quote, “why didn’t my milkshake bring all the boys to the yard?!?!” I’m surprised she didn’t drink the chocolate milkshake by now.....

Peter: she does know we’re dating right? Like she knows I’m her boyfriend?????

Bucky: I guess.

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Held By Me

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter wonders if the intentions behind all your affection are strictly platonic or if there’s something more brewing behind them

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You were always touching Peter.

Your elbows rested against his at the lab tables.

Your knees stuck together like magnets all during lunch.

You walked through the hallways with your arm linked through his, or his hand on your back.

When you studied, you always had one hand on the textbook and one hand on Peters knee.

When he sat in front of you in class, he always had his body turned just enough so one elbow was on your desk. And when you sat in front of him, he played with your hair.

You spent free periods laying in his lap or drawing on his hands. His least favorite part of the day was washing off the creation you’d made with just a ballpoint pen and his skin.

You were always affectionate towards him, ever since you were kids. It all started with the hugs. The rest came later.

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cutest shit i ever read

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I dunno if I’ve made this known but I absolutely ADORE your tiktok fics so I was wondering if you could write something abt the new “sigh in front of your boyfriend” challenge and how peter would react? Even better if it’s with the other avengers and everyone is tryna figure out what’s wrong Lmao

Sigh

Peter Parker x avenger!reader

Warning: language, fluff, tiktok, small angst

A/N: I’m sorry this was short

I can’t find the tiktok but I’ll explain it: so basically the girl sighs dramaticly in front of her boyfriend and he usually stops whatever he’s doing and asks if she’s okay and it’s hella cute.

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Peter shifted in his seat, his jaw clenched, his eyes focused on the screen, his fingers moving quickly on the controller. Sam and Bucky surrounded him as they all played. You played for awhile but then got bored so you just sat beside him. Steve and Tony were sitting on the table beside the window discussing whatever it was. Nat chewed on her popcorn, pushing Clint away with her foot as he tried to grab a handful.

You were once again scrolling through tiktok and noticed this was the third time that “sigh in front of boyfriend” trend came up. So of course you had to do it now.

You waited until the game ended so everyone was not focused on the tv. And you subtly set your phone the coffee table, getting Peter on the couch sitting by your legs.

You sighed dramatically, your face hanging low. And that one sigh instantly caused Peter’s eyes to snap away from Sams dirty talk, over to you.

“Hey, what’s wrong baby?” Peters voice soft as vanilla as he crawled to you, lifting your legs over his lap. You shrugged sighing once again. Peter’s heart picked up speed as he thought back to the whole day. What did he do?!

“What’s wrong kid?” Bucky asked, brows furrowed in worry. You only shrugged again, a sigh leaving your lips again.

“What the fuck did you do?” Sam snapped at Peter, causing Peter’s eyes to widen putting his hands up in surrender.

“I didn’t do shit. Not everything is my fault—“ Peter quickly turned back to you, his hand on your hips, thumb rubbing your skin nervously. “I didn’t do anything right? Are you mad at me?” He asked you, but you only looked away with another sigh.

“Y/n what happened?” Tony asked, now standing behind the couch with Steve looking over you. Nat offering her popcorn to you making Clint huff in frustration.

You shrugged again, only making Peter’s worries escalate. His heart beating uncontrollably. “I’m sorry if I did anything to you baby.” Peter apologized, covering his face in the crook of your neck as he held you tightly.

Everyone looked over you in worry. Tony biting his lip as Steve rubbed the back of his neck. Bucky slapped the back of Peter’s neck making him jolt.

“Hey!” Peter groaned, as he looked up at Bucky.

“Clearly you did something to her, she doesn’t even wanna talk about it.” Bucky said causing Peter to gasp dramatically.

“Okay maybe you all did something!” Peter snapped pushing Bucky’s hand away.

“Oh you wanna play that game—“ Bucky started and that’s when your eyes widened. Bucky and Peter always had some tension ever since you started dating. Bucky was just overprotective.

“It’s a video!” Nat gasped as she grabbed your phone. You bit your lip trying to stifle a laugh. Peter brows scrunched as he looked at the phone before down at you.

“So I didn’t do anything?” He asked nervously. You shook your head no. 

“Oh thank god.” He said hugging you, before tossing you off him. “Don’t ever do that again, you scared me!” He said making you laugh. 

“You scared all of us idiot.” Sam said making you laugh. Everyone threw a pillow at you.

“Whoops.”

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posting this again because it kinda flopped

Missing You

Pairing: Stiles x reader

Word Count: 1,888

Warnings: none, just some fluff

Summary: Stiles is ignoring the reader but the reader doesn’t know why. The reader gets annoyed with Stiles and stops talking to him, which leads to an emotional confrontation.

Notes: So, this is kind of similar to one of the first stories I posted but I like it and I think you guys will too. Enjoy!

I don’t know what’s going on, but something’s wrong with Stiles. Whenever I’m around him, he just seems off. He doesn’t talk to me anymore, he barely hangs out with me unless it’s with the rest of the pack, and he seems jittery, well a lot more jittery than usual.

He started acting this way about two weeks ago, and at this point, I’m ready to be done with it. I’ve tried talking to Scott but he doesn’t know what’s going on either. It just feels like Stiles is in a totally different world.

I turn the corner of the school hallway and see Stiles standing at his locker, talking to Scott. Scott sees me but he doesn’t say anything. I walk up behind Stiles and wrap my arms around him. Stiles tenses under my touch and he turns around to look at me.

“Hey, there. Something wrong?” I ask him as I take my arms off of him.

“Nope. I should probably get going, though. Class in a few minutes, I’ll see you later,” he says.

“I’m sure you will,” I mumble, watching him walk away.

Scott gives me a sad smile.

“I just can’t figure out what’s wrong with him. Did I do something?” I ask, slightly frustrated.

“He’s complicated, that one,” Scott says as I walk with him to my next class.

“Do you think he’s keeping something from me?” I ask.

Scott shrugs his shoulders.

“You’re no help. Maybe I should go back to the best friend store and exchange you for a different one,” I say, shoving him lightly. He laughs.

I can’t stop thinking about Stiles for the rest of the day. It’s getting to the point where I’m thinking he might be cheating on me. We’ve been together for a year, so why now? Am I not good enough? Not smart enough? Not pretty enough? I guess I’m just not what he wants. Why am I letting this boy rule my life, anyway? If he’s not talking to me, then I’m not talking to him.

The next morning, I’m walking toward Stiles’s locker. I see him standing at it with the door open. He’s looking at something he has taped to the door. I realize it’s a picture of the two of us. Scott appears next to Stiles but for some reason, I don’t approach, I just use my werewolf hearing and listen to their conversation.

“Stiles, I don’t know if you can see it, but she’s drifting away. If you don’t talk to her, if you don’t tell her what’s going on, you’re gonna lose her. Neither of us wants that,” Scott says.

“I can’t just tell her something like that. It’s not that simple,” Stiles says.

“Figure something out, man. Before you know it, she’ll be gone,” Scott says, walking off to class.

Stiles closes his locker door and rests his head against it. I knew he was keeping something from me. I sigh, walking around the corner and past him. He sees me, calls my name, but I don’t acknowledge him. I keep walking, catching up to Scott.

Now, every time we see each other at school, Stiles tries to talk to me but I just ignore him and keep walking. I’m so mad at him I don’t even care if he’s trying to talk to me. He needs a taste of his own medicine. After five days of this, it’s starting to hurt. Watching him look at me with so much sadness, it almost breaks my heart.

I’m sitting on my bed reading through my biology book but not really absorbing any information. I’m trying to study for a quiz tomorrow. I’m becoming increasingly frustrated with the material and my constantly beeping phone.

I’m reaching my breaking point, and I pick up my phone to shut it off. The screen lights up with a new notification: a text from Stiles. Part of me wants to open it and respond, but the other part is telling me to keep up my act and be strong. I find more texts after the one that popped up on my lock screen. I open the texts and read them but decide not to respond.

I miss you.

Are you avoiding me?

Can we talk?

I really need to talk to you.

It’s almost the full moon and there’s something I need to tell you.

Please?

You just suddenly stopped talking to me and I don’t know why.

You won’t even look at me.

I’m coming over.

I’m here.

I hear a car door slam shut. A few seconds later, there’s a knock on the door. My parents aren’t home, they’re off at some work party. I don’t get up to answer the door. I want him to know that I’m being serious, so I just sit in my room, reading his texts as they come in.

I know you’re home. Your bedroom light is on.

I just wanna explain myself, then I’ll go.

Please just come to the door.

Now it’s raining.

Come on, please. I’m all wet.

Why won’t you talk to me?

I’m lonely without you.

He keeps knocking on the door, but I stay where I am. I’m not giving in. No way, no how. Eventually, he comes to the side of the house where my window is and starts throwing pebbles at it. I ignore him, but he doesn’t give up.

I’m at your window.

I don’t know what else to do.

I put up a sign in the window with the words “GO AWAY” written in big, black writing.

He sees it, responding with another text.

A bit harsh, don’t you think?

I make another sign, this time with the word “NOW”, and place it under the first sign.

Don’t do this, please.

Just answer the door.

He goes back to the door and keeps knocking, pushing me to tears. I feel them come all at once, soaking my cheeks. When he gets no answer, he finally gives up.

I’m leaving.

I get up and go to the window, watching him climb into his car, soaking wet, and shut the door. He punches the steering wheel, and I see him immediately recoil in pain. He looks up to my window, making eye contact with me for just a second before I close the curtain. I hear his engine start up and he drives away. I sit against the wall under the window, staring at his texts.

“What did I just do?” I whisper.

I wake up in the morning, expecting a million more texts from Stiles. To my surprise, there are none. I think about the previous night, wondering if all I did was make things worse. I drive to school, my thoughts never leaving Stiles. If I’m being honest, I do miss him. I miss his smile, his adorable laugh. I miss my goofy Stiles. When I get to school, Stiles is waiting at my locker. I walk over to it, pretending Stiles isn’t even there.

“I really need to talk to you. Just give me five minutes, okay?” he says to me.

I only ignore him as I shove my books angrily into my backpack.

“Hello? Did you hear what I said? I need to talk to you,” he says.

I shut my locker and start to walk away. He grabs my arm, stopping my movements. Stiles drags me into an empty classroom. It isn’t until he lets go of me and closes the door that I finally look at him after what feels like an eternity.

“You’re still cute, even when you’re angry,” he says, trying to get me to loosen up.

It doesn’t work, and I roll my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Okay, fine, I’ll cut to the chase. You’re mad at me and I don’t know why. I need you to talk to me so we can figure this out,” he explains.

I just raise an eyebrow at him.

“You can’t give me the silent treatment forever,” he says.

I can, and I will if I have to. I tilt my head, showing that I’m not playing games.

“I know you. You’ll break. In the meantime, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something really important. You probably already know this but it’s almost the full moon. A couple weeks ago, Lydia kept getting this weird feeling whenever she was around you. Then, one night she had a banshee dream. She told me she saw you…she saw you kill me, she said it was during a full moon. At first, I didn��t believe her, but then I started thinking about it and it makes sense. You’re still trying to find your anchor and you still lose control. I finally realized yesterday that even if you did lose control, you wouldn’t kill me. I was being crazy. You probably noticed I’ve kinda been avoiding you. That was why. But I missed my girl, and I still miss her because she won’t talk to me and she barely even looks at me,” he says.

I notice a small shift in his voice and I realize that his chemosignals are conveying pain and sadness. I’ve been doing this to him all for nothing. I look into his eyes and there’s so much hurt. I turn away and look at the ground, ashamed of myself, that I did this to him. I let a few tears fall but he only notices one as it lands on my shoe. He comes over to me and tilts my chin up so I look at him. He searches my eyes and I see him finally understand what all this is about.

“Oh…oh, this is all my fault. I’m so sorry,” he says, as he wraps his arms around me, embracing me in a tight hug.

I bury my face in his shoulder and hold him, thankful that I can feel his arms around me again. There was a place inside me that was empty, but it’s been filled now that he’s back.

“I missed you, too,” I say.

He pulls away and looks at me, slightly in awe. His expression quickly shifts to a huge smile as I look up at him.

“I’m sorry, Stiles. I just didn’t know what was going on and I figured you didn’t want to date me anymore. I was mad and I thought it would be easier if I just ignored you. I should’ve known you would never hurt me like that,” I say.

“Why wouldn’t I want to date you? You’re sweet, kind, caring, funny, beautiful. You’re perfect. There’s no one else for me,” he says sweetly.

I blush and look down at our intertwined fingers.

“You really thought I would kill you?” I ask, slightly hurt.

“I was stupid. I have no excuse for being stupid. I should’ve known you would never do that to me,” he says.

“It’s okay. We both messed up. For a second there, I thought you were cheating on me,” I admit.

“I would never! I love you too much,” he says, planting a kiss on my forehead.

“I love you more,” I say, smiling up at him.

We walk hand in hand to class, afraid that if we let go we might never get to hold on again.

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Oh no, that’s bad (1/?)

pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, social media au

summary: You’re a college student, you’re mad angry, Bucky ruins your paper, that’s not good is it?

chapter warnings: swearing

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a/n: Lmao ok here goes nothing, hope y’all enjoy this piece of trash. Let me know what you think! This is inspired by the amazing masterpieces of @sunmoonandbucky​, @brooklyn-boy​, @heli0s-writes​, @geosaurusrrex​, and others!

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Kiddo

Avengers x Reader

Request: Hey! How are ya? What are your plans this summer? Personally I plan to stay in my bed all day. Anyway, may I request an Avengers x Reader where the reader is qualifies as ‘young’ so they get treated like a kid when in reality they know multiple languages and have excellent fighting skills? This gets shown by JARVIS when a few [select any language] hydra agents invade the Avengers Tower but the Avengers are there so the reader takes care of them. Thank you!!

Requested by: Anon

Word Count: 1,678

Genre: I’m honestly not sure? I dunno you’re just a total badass and everything is platonic.

Warnings: Sarcasm, some language, fight scene

A/N: This is my first ever Avengers fic and I am excited for feedback. This is important to understand what is going on in the story, so: when the words are ITALICIZED that means a different language is being spoken. Any time the reader or anyone else is speaking in italics, they’re not speaking English. Thank you to the anon who requested this and thank you to everyone else who’s requested already as well! Also to anon, my plans this summer consist of working, writing, drawing, and sleeping lol. I’ll try to write them as soon as I can! Happy reading!

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Living in the Avengers Tower had multiple perks. You had a killer view, amazing food, you got to hang out with some of the most powerful people on Earth, state of the art technology, it was a wonderful time. But there was one downside. Your age. Being the youngest person in the Avengers tower, you were often not taken too seriously. You can speak several languages and took out 15 men by yourself before, but you’re still treated like a child. All because you’re the youngest. While you loved living here and you loved the people who made up the Avengers, you were so over being treated like a seven-year-old. You genuinely dream about a day when you’d be treated like an adult. Sadly, today is not that day.

“Seriously, Tony? I can help you guys, I know how to fight! One more person would make it even easier to take down Hydra for good!” You were literally following Tony, hot on his heels, trying to convince him to finally let you partake in a mission. Hydra had reared its ugly head again, popping up in Egypt. The exact location of the main base was unknown until about five minutes ago. Now, everyone in the Avengers Tower, even T’Challa, Shuri, and Okoye who just came to visit, is preparing to go to a remote area in the Western Desert, and you really want to go too. You just want to help, but Tony isn’t having it. Surprise, surprise.

“(Y/N), this is going to be ridiculously dangerous. If you come, you could get hurt. That would be bad.”

“Tony I’ve been hurt before. I’m a big girl, I can do things, I promise.”

“Yeah, well, you’re not doing these things.”

“Why not?!”

“Because I said so.”

“That’s a bullshit excuse!”

“Fine, if you’re so adamant, go ask your mother.” He points behind you, and you turn around to see Steve with an unamused look on his face. “(Y/N), language. And mother? Really?”

Tony completely ignores Steve’s reaction, beginning to walk out to the helicopter pad with you following. “(Y/N) wants to come with us to beat up some bad guys.” Tony says, and Steve sighs. “I’m assuming you said no?”

“Of course I said no. (Y/N)’s a baby. Our baby. I’m the dad, you’re the mom.”

“When was this decided?”

“Just now. Now dad said no, what do you say mom?”

You look at Steve and lay on the puppy eyes, but all he does is sigh. “Tony’s right, (Y/N). It’s too dangerous.” You groan, annoyed and frustrated. “If it were Peter asking, you’d let him go!”

“That’s where you’re wrong, kiddo. Look, you’ll be able to go on a mission eventually, just not one as dangerous as this one, okay? I’d rather have you safe here than even a little bit hurt out there.”

“But–”

“No buts. We’ll see you when we get back, don’t burn the place down.” Tony salutes you with two fingers while simultaneously falling backwards off the building, quickly flying back up in his Iron Man suit. You look at Steve, about to plead for him to let you go, but he just waves. “Maybe next time, (Y/N).” With that, the helicopter they’re taking takes off, and you’re left alone. Again. You groan, trudging your way inside, mocking Steve and Tony as you go. “’MaYbE nExT tImE!’ Maybe next time my ass! That’s what he’s said the past thirteen times they’ve gone on missions. Thirteen! JARVIS? Is there any chance you could destroy Steve and Tony’s rooms for me? Please?”

“No, (Y/N), I’m afraid there is not.” You sigh, the AI crushing your hopes and dreams. You make your way to the kitchen and being making yourself some food out of frustration. Then it turns into making food out of revenge. The revenge food? Cheeseburgers. And not just any cheeseburgers, no. Your special cheeseburgers. The ones Tony especially loves. And you’ll make sure Tony knows that you had a great meal and he can watch and suffer. “JARVIS, make sure you record me eating these. I want Tony to suffer.”

“You are sadistic, (Y/N).” You smirk to yourself as you begin preparing your meal, ready to hear Tony’s complaints when he returns. “JARVIS, can you please play some music?” you ask, and instead of a response, JARVIS just immediately starts playing your favorite song. You begin humming along as you make yourself your food. You go through multiple of your favorite songs, and when you’re finished, you place the burger on a plate, ready to walk into the living room and watch some TV, just waiting for the others to arrive back. Before you leave the kitchen, however, you hear the sound of glass breaking, followed by loud yelling. You quickly recognize the yelling as Arabic, and you, along with your tunes, go quiet. “They should be gone for a while.”

“This should be the easiest thing we’ve done in a while.”

“Don’t let your guard down, I’m sure they’ll figure it out. We need to move fast. Let’s split up and look for the newest technology Stark is making.”

After that, you hear footsteps walking towards the living area, which is right next to the kitchen, which is where you are. You sigh, sitting down your burger and grabbing a frying pan because a) you don’t have time to hurry and get a gun, b) knives make a mess, and c) frying pans can be lethal in the right hands. While you’re walking into the room you were just about to go in to relax, one of the guys who was speaking walks in. “JARVIS, please inform Tony that they need to return to the Tower immediately. The lead they got for a base was a hoax, and now there’s three men here.”

“Right away.”

“Thank you.” You look at the man who is pointing his gun at you, and he screams out, “There’s someone still here! I’ll take them out!” He points the gun at you, and you chuckle. “Like hell you will,” you fire back, and the man is taken aback for a second considering you understood and responded to him. That second is just what you need to take him down. He fired his gun, but luckily the frying pan you were using was vibranium (thank you T’Challa) and so you used it as a shield before throwing it and hitting him square in the face. While he’s incapacitated because a vibranium frying pan just hit him in between the eyes, you run over and kick him, knocking him down, as the other two men run into the room. “Alright boys, let’s have some fun.”

You grab the guy you already took down and hold him in front of you while the two other men open fire. You throw him against one of the men, knocking them both to the ground and do the wild thigh neck snapping move on the other one. With two of them down for good, you grab the other one by his collar. “You’re staying alive and telling us everything we need to know. Got that?” He just stares at you with fear in his eyes and mutters out a single question. “Who are you?”

“Confidential.” With that, you drag him to the prison room and make sure he’s contained. Then, you run back to the kitchen and pick up your burger, taking a bite and sighing. “Now my food is cold. Today sucks.” You go sit on the couch, ignoring the two unresponsive Hydra men on the other side of the room. You turn on the TV, turning on your favorite show, and wait til the others return. Lucky for you, you only do this for about 10 minutes before you hear Tony. “(Y/N)!”

“I’m in the living room!” you yell, too lazy to get up at the moment. You hear him run into the room and then pause for a second before making his way over to the couch. He must’ve seen the two guys you took down because he has a shocked look on his face. “What the hell happened?!”

“I made myself a burger and then three Hydra guys broke in, so I made sure they didn’t get any information.”

“Three? There’s two there.”

“I took the other one to the prison room. Might as well question him to get information, y’know?”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m perfectly fine other than the fact that I had to eat a cold burger. Do you know how tragic that is?” Tony just stares at you with a look of disbelief on his face. Unbeknownst to you, the entire time you were kicking ass, JARVIS was recording and showing Tony in live time, so he saw how badass you were for like the first time ever. He wanted to show everyone else what went down now as well. “JARVIS, tell everyone to get in here.” Within a few minutes, everyone in the Avengers Tower walks into the room and over to where the two of you are. You know everyone is there when Thor walks over, saying, “There are two men on the floor over there. Why is this?” Tony immediately grabs the remote from the coffee table and changes to the security cameras. “Hey! I was watching that!” you say, a little annoyed. “Well I’m watching this.”

Tony goes back to the footage JARVIS showed him earlier and plays it for everyone to see. After they saw what Tony saw, everyone looks at you. “What? There’s a reason why I’m here, guys. I can do badass stuff too,” you say, and Natasha laughs a little. “I didn’t know you knew Arabic,” she says, and you smile at her. “Nat, I know way more than just Arabic.”

“Bet she doesn’t know what I’m saying,” Shuri says to her brother. “You’d lose that bet, Shuri.” Shuri, Okoye, and T’Challa all look at you, surprised. Then Okoye gives the shortest and quietest chuckle before saying what you’ve been saying for months. “They should really use you more.”

“I know.”

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stood up

pairing: peter parker x reader word count: 9.1K (I’m so sorry) warnings: language, blood mentions, gun mentions, super brief drinking mentions, angst/fluff request: hey there! I love your scenarios!! I’m going through some endgame withdrawals and was wondering if you could do a bucky or Peter scenario that’s kinda angsty like they make fun of the girl a lot and then she gets stood up for a date and they feel bad and try to comfort her or something like that? Thanks in advance!! a/n: I kind of went crazy with the request I only used it as a basic guideline sorry lol. this is the longest oneshot I’ve ever written I think lmao but I didn’t want to make it two parts so…yeah. sunburn part one should be out sometime this week (and maybe another oneshot too, we’ll see) hope you guys enjoy! there are no spoilers in this as I am pretending infinity war and endgame never happened :)

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You let out a groan as your back slammed against the mat, shutting your eyes. Peter let out a cheer above you and pumped his fist, making you grimace slightly. He smirked down at you while you leaned up on your elbows, glaring at him and trying to catch your breath.

“Nice try,” he snickered and offered you a hand but you huffed and swatted it away, getting up on your own. “Don’t be such a sore loser, Y/N.”

“Shut up, Parker,” you muttered, brushing off your pants, “It’s not an even match when you pull shit like that, I don’t have super powers!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said cheekily, making you roll your eyes.

Natasha pursed her lips and joined you both on the mat, crossing her arms while watching you glare at him. “Kid, we said it would be without the super strength.”

“It was without the strength,” Peter stared at her wide-eyed, his innocent expression making you grit your teeth, “It’s not my fault Y/N can’t take me down normally-”

You swiped your leg under his and knocked him down, not even caring if it was immature to do so. The look on his face made it worth it, and you put your hands on your hips, trying not to laugh.

“You kinda deserved that,” Nat admitted.

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Anthony: Hey Sebastian, you know how Bucky has those trigger words that turns him into The Winter Soldier?

Sebastian: Yeah...What about it?

Anthony: I can turn you into the Winter Soldier, using trigger words too.

Sebastian, chorts sarcastically: Yeah, you can try.

Anthony: Longing...Rusted...Furnance...Daybreak..Seventeen—

Sebastian: Anthony, it’s not gonna work—

Anthony: Tom Holland

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far from the mission (four)

summary:  mj seems to think the summer trip to europe is exactly what you need to forget the events of the snap and the death of tony stark. only, peter parker doesn’t seem to know your real identity and trying to tell him you know he’s spider-man becomes a mess and a half.

a/n: hi i’m not dead!!!!!!

warnings: swearing and some violence. 

ps my taglist was taken from this. here’s the series masterlist. 

You would argue that one of the worst things on this trip was when you woke up the next day with an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. You couldn’t figure out the exact reason until Mr. Harrington announced that the travel agency booked an extension to Prague, and your fears were confirmed when you recognized the driver.

You had seen him in Fury’s hideout and wanted to curse whoever put you in this situation when you couldn’t put yourself. Reluctantly, you put your suitcase in the bottom of the van and sulked in your seat, two rows in front of Peter.

“This is so cool,” you heard Brad tell Ned. “I didn’t think Mr. Dell and Mr. Harrington could’ve pulled this off.” Ned only shrugged and watched as Brad took a seat, opting to sit far away from the jock.

Peter made his way to the back and was a little disheartened when he noticed MJ take a seat up front.

The long car ride through the Italian landscape gave you a lot of time to think about the events that had unfolded last night. Why was it that Fury had trusted Peter over you? You didn’t mind working with Peter nor would you have minded working alone, but you couldn’t fathom why, with your skills and assets, Fury would leave you hanging dry. He knew you were coming on this trip after all.

Even though Tony has thought the decision to take you under his wing was his, it was Fury who approved the order. He had asked Natasha specifically to look out for you and have you train under her, knowing well that her tender side came out when children were involved. Fury had asked Steve to keep an eye out for you and despite having reservations, Steve couldn’t help but feel his heart melting the minute he saw your watering eyes when you two first met.

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breakfast of champions (the adventures of y/n stark)

summary: steve promises to take you out to breakfast and decides to treat you out to donuts. meanwhile, ned meets a few of his heroes and peter can’t help but roll his eyes.

warnings: none.

a/n: welp this has been in my drafts for months and i finished the second half, so why not publish it? anyway, i’m forced to self-quarantine in california other than work so maybe i’ll start to write and publish even more! 

“I think the the toaster’s broken,” Steve mumbled as he re-plugged the contraption into the charging port. You sat on a high seat and leaned on  your elbows, holding your chin in the palm of your hands. All you had wanted was someone to cook you breakfast, considering you were on your time of the month.

You sighed and hopped off the seat. “It’s fine, Steve. I’ll just starve to death.”

He let out a hearty laugh and turned to face you to be met with a scowl. You didn’t appreciate him laughing at your extreme hunger. You had woken up this morning wish a sharp and distinct pain to your right side and used the restroom to clean yourself up before soaking a hand towel in cold water. The cool cloth soothed your hot skin and you walked out feeling less grumpy than before.

“Have your cramps been, ah, worsening?”

You shrugged. “Nothing I can’t handle. I took an Aspirin earlier so I hope the pain subdues. Other than that, the only other remedies are Netflix and ice cream.”

“It’s gonna be really quiet this weekend so you can have the common room for yourself.”

Steve had explained that Tony asked him to look out for you this weekend since he would be running around New York on a mini press tour for a new invention prototype he was revealing to the media. You didn’t think you needed a babysitter, but Tony was adamant about someone looking after you while you were on your time of the month. Whatever. 

“Come on,” Steve said. “We can go and get some breakfast at The Smith. Sound good?”

“Only if you’re paying,” you said, grabbing your coat that you left on the couch the night before. 

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“I’m telling you,” you said, biting into your toast and chewing. “you are an icon among the female teenage population at Midtown.”

Steve tilted his head back and laughed. “That’s gotta be the weirdest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

You shrugged. “I mean, it’s true. It’s kind of weird to hear all these girls talking about you and the team, considering I know you guys personally. It’s whatever, though.”

“I don’t think I miss school,” Steve said, grimacing at old memories. 

“All of me really wants to drop out, but I know better,” you said, sipping your orange juice. “I think my dad would have my neck even though I’m pretty much set for life.” 

“School is good. But high school isn’t,” Steve said, pointing a knowing finger at you before taking a bite of his hash browns. 

“Peter almost told our science class that you stole his shield,” you said, rolling your eyes. “I truly think that if I weren’t in most of his classes, the entire school’s population would know he’s you-know-who.”

Steve drank some coffee and wiped the corned of his mouth with a stray napkin that sat beside the white ceramic plate. “Peter’s a good kid, but he’s got quite a mouth on him.”

“Don’t I know,” you said, rolling your eyes once again. “Hey, why did Bucky burst into my room this morning asking if I owned a kangaroo?”

Steve’s pinks tinged a shade of pink and he rubbed his forehead. “Well, Buck, Natasha, Thor, and I were up after finishing some paperwork and figured we’d have a glass or two and lounge around, you know? But then Thor dared me and Steve to drink that Asgardian liquor he brought from last time he visited. When I declined, Bucky drank his glass and mine, and we dared him to go to Tony’s room and ask him if he owned a kangaroo. Didn’t know he went to your room.” 

You burst out laughing and wiped stray tears from your eyes with the sleeve of your shirt. “Holy crap,” you said. “I don’t think I can be mad at him waking me up so early anymore.” 

“Don’t tell Tony,” Steve pleaded. You sealed your lips. 

“I promise. But it’s gonna take me a doughnut from Johnny Appleseed’s to keep my mouth quiet,” you said with a smug smile. 

Steve laughed and nodded after paying the bill. “I wouldn’t expect anything less from a Stark. 

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“What are you doing here?” Peter asked when he saw Ned standing in the lobby.

“My computer’s acting up and the Apple Store is a farther train ride so I thought you guys could help me,” he said, shrugging. 

“And you think we can fix it because…”

“You’re the Avengers!” Ned said as a matter of fact. 

Peter rolled his eyes but led Ned to the refrigerator regardless. F.R.I.D.A.Y welcomed the two and allowed them to ride up to the common room where Peter was sure he’d find someone to help him out. 

“Woah, this place is so big,” Ned said. 

“Don’t touch anything,” Peter warned. “I don’t really want to be yelled at today. Anyway, Tony and Bruce are out this weekend and Rhodey’s on a recon mission in Brazil.”

Natasha and Sam walked in, not having seen the two teenagers who were sitting by the kitchen island. 

“Hey!” Peter exclaimed, hopping off of the seat. “Do you guys think you could help fix Ned’s computer?” 

The two looked at each other before Natasha shrugged. 

“Who’s the kid?”

“That’s Ned,” Peter said, pointing at his friend next to him.

“The ‘Death Star’ kid?” Sam asked.

“You know about me?” Ned asked in surprise. Sam couldn’t even be annoyed at this kid. He had genuine shock written all over his face and it was too precious for Sam to get his panties in a twist.

“All the time,” Natasha said. “It’s a mix of you and MJ and weird stuff that happens in high school.”

“High school is a breeding ground for weird things,” Peter argued.

“I concur,” Ned said, trying to look more professional.

“Anyway,” Peter said, making a confused expression at Ned before looking between the two older Avengers, “do you guys know anyone who can fix his computer right now?”

“I can have Mia take a look at it,” Natasha said. “She’s good at fixing tech.”

“Perfect!” Peter exclaimed.

“Do you need your computer any time soon?”

Ned thought about it. “I mean, kind of, but take your time.”

Natasha chuckled. “I’ll put a rush order on it.”

The two Avengers said their goodbyes and Ned thought he was about to lose his mind.

“Holy shit. I just met two Avengers.”

Peter stared at him with a look. “C’mon, man! I’m Spider-Man.”

Ned waved him off. “Yeah, but I’ve known you since you wet the bed at summer camp. That’s different.” Peter groaned but that didn’t stop his cheeks from turning pink.

Meanwhile, you and Steve had successfully made your way from Johnny Appleseed’s Donut Shop and back to the tower without much of a fuss. Sometimes, there would be a swarm of paparazzi and other times, there would just me a few people trying to get photos. Most of the time, New York didn’t care about that you did in your free time and you were more than grateful.

“I’ve got donuts!” you shouted to no one in particular. While you were happily munching away on the sole donut you craved, Steve was carrying three boxes worth of assorted donuts. You both had decided to be nice and buy everyone donuts. Well, whoever happened to pass through floor twenty-two. You didn’t have that many hands to carry boxes of donuts.

“Ooh, donuts!” you heard, Peter’s voice echoing throughout the room.

“I got your favorite,” you yelled back, “so hurry before I eat it!”

You heard the running footsteps of a teenage boy and a more timid one behind him, who stood off to the side, unsure of what to do.

“Hey, guys,” you said, nodding your head in their direction. “Steve and I brought some donuts home. And when I say ‘Steve and I,’ I mean Steve bought the donuts and I picked out two dozen flavors.”

“I trust that you didn’t poison them,” Ned said with a fake glare. You rolled your eyes and set the boxes down on the counter while Steve grabbed a bunch of paper plates, took two donuts, and headed into his room. He waved at Ned and you thought he might’ve passed out if Peter didn’t nudge his side.

“You guys are insane for not thinking that’s cool,” he said, pointing in the direction Steve disappeared in. 

“Eh, it’s normal,” you said, taking a bite of the delicious dough. “Steve’s the annoying uncle you can’t help but love.” 

“And Sam and Bucky are the annoying older brothers you really hate,” Peter said matter-of-factly. 

“Wimp,” you muttered. 

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” you said, averting your eyes. “Anyway, I’m gonna go take a nap and then watch Natasha and Bucky spar. What are your plans for the rest of the day?”

The boys both shrugged. “Dunno,” said Ned.

“Well whatever you do, don’t wake me up.”

As you left, Peter and Ned looked at one another with suspicious smiles, ultimately knowing they’d plan a prank on you within the next hour. 

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