#Clint being a therapist

[youre-amazing-say-it]

Can i request avengers x teen!reader where she feels a bit left out because she's young and when they see it, they show her that they love her still and she's their baby? If you wanna write it ❤️

Left Out

Pairing; Avengers x teen!reader, Sam Wilson x teen!reader

Warning: IT IS SO SAD HOW THEY TREAT Y.N I CRIED

summary: the team always leaves you out of the celebration after the missions until a new team notices and brings it to there attention

"Great Job Team!" Tony said to 6 of his teammates: Steve, Natasha, Thor, Bruce, Clint, and Y/n. You were the newest and youngest addition to the team, this only being the 2nd mission you have been on with them. "And good job out there Y/n, the super speed sure came in handy today." You just nodded your head and smiled. "Thanks, Tony!" you responded.

"Usually Plan I assume?" Clint said looking at the billionaire. "Of course Katniss, the party starts at 8 so be there!" Tony said as he pointed at each of his teammates. "Um, party?" Y/n said as she looked at her coworkers. "Oh um," Bruce started to say before Natasha interjected.

"After big missions like these, Tony likes to throw parties to celebrate. Unfortunately, they are more adult parties so you can't come." the redhead stated as she sat down next to you on the bench of the Quinjet. "Oh," you said, "do these happen a lot?" you asked the group. "Not too often anymore now that you are here," Steve said giving you a warm smile. "Okay, sounds good," you said as you sent the group a smile. "I can give you company if you would like," Bruce said, the two of you were very alike in your introverted ways.

"that's fine, I still have some shows I want to catch up on." Thor came over and gave you a hug. "Thank you Lady Y/n, you are appreciated," he shouted. "Okay.. too much.." you tried to say until Thor finally let go. As the quinjet finally landed, Tony turned towards the team and clasped his hands together. "Let's get the party started."

It wasn't a one-time thing.

It turned into almost every mission that Tony was involved in or anytime the community wanted to celebrate the Avengers, excluding Y/n. You should have said something to someone, but as the youngest, you felt you didn't really have a say in the after-party. And it wasn't like they were ignoring you all the time, they were great friends and teammates. But the after-mission part just became routine that nobody noticed or asked how you felt.

The group just came back from another mission, this time with Sam Wilson with them. He was a new teammate and you didn't know him too well. But you knew that he worked at the VA and was a therapist of some sort.

"Seriously Y/n you did great on this mission, we couldn't have done it without you kiddo," Clint said as he patted your back. "Thanks, Arrow" you responded. "Hey Tony what time does the party start?" you asked. "Um around 9pm so you can go get your dinner quickly then head upstairs," Tony responded. You wanted to ask if you could all hang out as a team but with the way everyone responded to the party news, you didn't want to bring everyone down.

"You send Y/n upstairs for the party? Why doesn't she join?" Sam questioned looking puzzled. it wasn't a secret that you were one of the most helpful avengers. Your powers have helped a lot on a mission and saved countless lives, including your teammates. Before you could even speak, Steve spoke on your behalf.

"They like to spend after a mission in their room. It's routine for them." Steve said as he started to remove part of his mask. "You are okay with this Y/n?" Sam asked concerned. You put on a fake smile and nodded. "Yeah, as Steve said, it's routine," you commented. Sam could see you were hurt inside, but knew now wasn't the time to ask about it.

Later on, once the party was in full swing downstairs, you were in your room in your favorite pair of sweats and got a cupcake and a candle out of the fridge in the room. You had on y/f/m in the background as you sat on the bed with the cupcake on a plate. You were about to light the candle when you heard a knock on the door. "Come in," you responded. You were surprised someone even came to check on you.

Sam walked in and closed the door behind you and let out a sigh when he saw the image in front of him. "Please tell me they didn't forget your birthday or else I'll go down there and beat their asses." he quipped. You laughed as you shook your head. "No don't worry, it was just my 50th mission today," you responded as you lifted up your cupcake. "Want some?" you asked. Sam came and sat on the bed, "yeah why not." he responded.

The two of you ate in silence for a while before Sam spoke up. "Do you like spending your nights in here after missions?" he questioned looking at you. "Depends, most nights I don't mind, but on missions where I know I did a lot of help and they don't even include me in the celebration, that's when it sucks," you responded. "I thought that I would be invited tonight," you stated. You gestured to a short y/f/c dress that was in your closet. "I even had an outfit picked out." you laughed. It was stupid when you thought about it.

"Well go put on the outfit." Sam said with a straight face. "wait, really? I can come?" you asked with hope in your eyes. "I'm part of the team now, and I know it's no good for you to celebrate a big milestone alone," he said as he got off your bed. he extended his hand, which you took. "Now hurry and get ready, I don't want to wait all day." You turned towards Sam with a smile on your face. "Thanks, ill hurry I promise," you said as you locked your bathroom door.

Ten minutes later, the two of you were heading downstairs and the avengers and company were shocked to see you with Sam. Tony and the rest of the team were quick to approach you. "Hey, what are you doing down here kiddo? Thought you would be upstairs." Tony said with a glass of whiskey in hand. "She never wanted to be-" sam started before you put your hand on his arm. "Sam, I got this," you stated before turning back towards the group.

"I never wanted to be upstairs. During our first mission together, you guys kind of sent me upstairs because there was a party. And you promised that it would only happen every so often. And that didn't turn out to be true, and I was too afraid to say anything to correct you guys. But tonight was my 50th Mission, I was hoping that we can do something as a group to celebrate, and it seems you had all forgotten about it.” you stated to them. The group all looked incredibly guilty.

"It was your 50th mission?" bruce asked. "Yeah," you said with a laugh as you pulled back some hair. "I'm sorry Kiddo, we should have done better," Clint said with a sad face. "Yeah you should have." sam said annoyed. "How about this, I can kick these people out, give us an hour to clean up, and we can eat ice cream and watch a movie. sounds good?" Tony asked coming over to give you a hug. You looked up at him and smiled. "That sounds perfect." Tony smiled back before nodding toward Steve.

"Attention, everyone. Unfortunately, we are going to ask you all to leave so we can spend some team bonding time. But before you go," he said as you notice Natasha gave you a glass of your favorite drink and gave you a quick hug. "can we all raise our glasses to Y/n. Tonight was her 50th mission as an avenger, and we wouldn't be more grateful to have such an incredible person on the team. To Y/n." Steve said. The crowd responded as everyone cheered in your honor.

You wiped some of the tears from your eyes as you saw the guest leave down the main exit. Thor turned towards you and gave you a good pat on the head. "We are all very proud of you young one. Would you like some Asgardian Liquor to celebrate?"

"NOOO"

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gently requesting anything you have for tattoo artist!bucky

Brain feels like there's a tuning fokr rattling around in it and I'm watching 26 year old episodes of cops looking for the one my dad was in but... here goes.

Clint walked into the shop and blinked- there was a cluster around Bucky's room. Hands clamped over their mouths all practically vibrating with glee. "What gives?"

"Shut up," Natasha hissed just swatting at him, jerking him over by his shirt and gesturing toward the room. Bucky was being... sweet. Well. As sweet as Bucky could be.

He wasn't even giving you shit for crying. Or grumbling at you to keep still- though. From what he'd seen it wasn't really dramatic sobs. And you weren't squirming so much as it was just the little muscle twitches and stuff everyone got.

"You know you didn't do anything wrong, right?" Bucky said. His voice was neutral. Careful not to push. Not to imply anything. And Clint wasn't sure what he missed. Or what you weren't saying. But. Bucky obviously knows there's a story you aren't telling.

"That's what my therapist says but-"

"Hopefully," he said, "it'll get easier to believe when you aren't walking around with an ugly ass reminder on your leg."

"Bucky I know you're giving me a huge break and-"

"Don't worry about it," he said, glancing up at you, smiling a little. "I got a soft spot for a pretty-looking girl in a busted truck."

"Diasy's not busted, she's retro," you pout, "and besides. Boris likes a breeze and he's too big to fit in the cab."

"Boris?" Bucky asked cocking his head.

"He's my rescue mutt. Borzoi. He's really tall and really lanky- so he either takes up the whole back seat or chills in the flat bed when it's hot."

"Sounds like a passenger princess," he said, smiling a little. You'd relaxed just a little. Even if you were still a little teary.

"He's a horrible co-pilot and he throws a fit if he doesn't get a pup cup."

"Sounds like my cat," Bucky snorted. "Little asshole stole my sushi last night. No shame."

"All bets are off with Boris and chicken," you hum, "Can I shift my hip just a little bit?"

"Just let me finish these lines and then yeah," Bucky said nodding. "Those sharp-ass hipbones ladies have- I'll get you a pillow to prop you up how I need you."

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Marvel Masterlist

One Shots

Spook-vengers Tower - Reader, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson (all platonic)

Better Than Gifts - Reader, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Wanda, Vision, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson (all platonic)

New Years Eve - Steve Rogers x Reader ft. The Avengers, Doctor Strange, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes (all platonic)

Not Making It Out - Loki x Reader

Love Is Sacrifice - Loki x Reader

Champion Selection - Loki x Reader

My Mistakes - Loki x Reader

The Task - Loki x Reader

Pulled From The Timeline - Loki x Reader

Poisoned Ice - Loki x Reader

Pompeii - Loki x Reader

Madripoor - Bucky x Reader

Why Would I? - Bucky x Reader

A Small Thing - Bucky x Reader

Not The Worst - Bucky x Reader

A Little Help - Bucky x Reader

When You Wake - Bucky x Reader

What We Started - Bucky x Reader

Kiss Her, Captain. - Steve x Reader

Attacked - Steve x Reader

Aftermath - Steve x Reader

The Drink Allergy - Steve x Reader

A Subtle Escape - Steve x Reader

A New Mission - Tony x Reader (platonic)

3am - Frank Castle x Reader (platonic)

Trick or Eat - Venom x Reader (platonic)

Halloween Cookie Surprise - Venom x Reader (platonic)

When Ghosts Hunt - Robbie Reyes x Reader

Under The Flame - Robbie Reyes x Reader

As Imagined - Ben Poindexter x Reader

Surprise Guest - Clint Barton, Reader, Kate Bishop

Earpiece Patch - Clint Barton, Reader, Kate Bishop

Imagines + Mini Fic

Imagine Steve wanting to propose but having to hold off because of the Civil War

Imagine Steve's surprise when you hit an entitled party guest

Imagine flirting with Steve much to his surprise

Imagine inviting Steve to the newly created Memorial Centre

Imagine a kiss from Steve to distract you from blinding pain

Imagine boldly telling Steve how you feel mid-mission

Imagine waking Steve up after being disturbed by a nightmare

Imagine being paired with Steve during the time-travel mission

Imagine Steve’s anger when you go off book during a mission

Imagine being the last person that Tony tells about 'moving day'

Imagine Bucky’s therapist asking about you

Imagine laughing at Bucky after his failed plane jump

Imagine getting caught in the crossfire of John Walker’s rampage

Imagine trying to talk John Walker down at Zemo’s apartment

Imagine waiting for Bucky and his cake delivery

Imagine convincing Bucky to get back into dating

Imagine taking Bucky to meet his dinner date

Imagine being ambushed by HYDRA while waiting for Bucky

Imagine Bucky being present when you wake up

Imagine refusing to work with Loki at the TVA

Imagine Loki trying to explain his theory to you on a busy day

Imagine Loki being asked to let you go

Imagine discovering that Loki is to aid in the escape of Asgard

Imagine Loki falling asleep on your hand

Imagine Mobius shocking you with an idea regarding Loki

Imagine Loki hearing about your variants

Imagine sending Mobius to calm Loki after you’re injured

Imagine Loki stealing your pie at the TVA

Imagine your surprise when Thor brings Loki to Norway

Imagine learning that Hela wants you dead too

Imagine waking up on Sakaar to find Loki trying to help

Imagine asking Thor about a gift that you gave him

Imagine Thor trying to grant you visitation with Loki

Imagine Thor learning that you’re in Norway with his father

Imagine Thor asking Loki about your whereabouts on Sakaar

Imagine finding Venom raiding your pantry

Imagine spending the holidays alone in Avengers Tower

Imagine checking on Robbie’s injuries

Imagine helping Matt escape the prison after Fisk takes control

Imagine Marc Spector inquiring about your hand injury

Imagine Khonshu trying to convince you to be his avatar

Imagine going present shopping for the Avengers

Imagine the Avengers when they learn that you and Bucky were attacked

Imagine Clint coming to you after a mission gone wrong

Imagine Fury asking you to be a diversion

Series

The Rider’s Guardian - Robbie Reyes x Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Stowaway Cloak -  Stephen Strange, Reader (platonic)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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[ornii]

You’re Overthinking, Kate

Clint Needs to get Kate a good teacher, Luckily he knows a guy.. You.

Christmas was rousing around, closing in more and more during the winter. While this was a time of celebration for many, for two in particular they weren’t so lucky. Kate Bishop has put herself in a pickle and Clint, being her hero and a stand up guy, threw his arrow into the quiver to help her. The Tracksuit Mafia wasn’t one to let vendetta’s go, and unfortunately, Kate made the list. With her life on the line, Clint made a decision to help her by making a bold decision.

Standing in an Elevator the two silently stood there as it ascended.

“So… this guy..” Kate started, slowly trailing on not really able to form a coherent idea.

“Is he an Avenger?” She said with a gleam to potentially meet another, Clint coldly shook his head. “No, Shield Agent.”

“That’s.. cool too.” She said, a bit disappointed but still somewhat excited. The elevator halts with a swoosh and the door opens after a song ding. They step out to a wood tile floor and exquisite hallways. Clint heads left as Kate looks around at everything. “This is, awesome! They even have those little dove soaps!”

“Hey, focus, please?” Clint says, getting her attention. “Your life literally depends on it..” he mutters. They head to the hall and specifically to door number 195. Clint calmly knocks on the door.

“So, what’s the agent like? Is she like a Spy or a Double agent?”

“No, well something like that..”

“Something?”

“Former Shield Agent, now hired Mercenary.”

“You took me to a hired assassin?!” Kate yells and Clint glares at her to lower her voice. “Mercenary, it’s different.. plus he’s like you.”

“An archer?”

“Annoying.”

The door casually opens to a man in his twenties, dressed in causal wear. His eyes undress Kate up and down and he smiles.

“What can I… do for you?” He asks, his eyes look over and sees Clint, his demeanor changes and he sighs. “Oh, hey Clint.”

“(Y/n), we need your help.”

“Therapists are on the 14th Floor.” (Y/n) replies and prepares to close the door, Clint puts his foot in to keep it from closing.

“I’m serious..”

“So am I.. I doubt Shield wants you talking to me, plus I don’t want to put the girl in any trouble. So will you please take your foot and—“

“We need the Taskmaster.” Clint huffs, (Y/n) halted in his steps and slowly opens the door. He didn’t say much to Clint and simply let them in. Clint follows him and he motions for Kate to follow. They enter a modest studio apartment. One part seemed normal, bedding, Kitchen, small living room, the other half had what seemed to be a training ground, flat surfaces, mats, weights, weapons, all wood. (Y/n) stopped in the middle of the training Ground and turned around to face them.

“So, what do you want?” He said pretty bluntly.

“Tracksuit Mafia. What do you know?” Clint asks first.

“Them? Small town Gang running in New York, went big after the snap. last time I checked Ronin put the sword to them. Why ask?” (Y/n) said.

“They’re the issue.”

“Ah, okay.. but what does she have to do with this?” (Y/n) asked, his eyes turned to Kate, she didn’t really know what to say, until she just blurts something out.

“Is that a Keurig?” She points to his kitchen. Specifically at his Keurig coffee maker. Pristine condition, a Keurig K elite Maker.

“Uh, yeah? has Hazenut, Dark roast, French Vanil—“ (Y/n) trails off and stops talking. “Are you about to ask for some? Absolutely not I’ve known you for 2 minutes.” He said, and Kate puts on a puppy dog eyes bit. “Please?” She asks, Clint watches (Y/n)’s face contort, he was always known to be a stone cold merc. But now his face looks. Conflicted.

Kate sits sipping her coffee, relishing the rich flavor. (Y/n) was staring at her, arms folded.

“Okay so let me get this straight, you’re the one who broke Stane tower shooting an arrow at it?” (Y/n) reiterated the information he’s been told, “Which is why my credit cards are Maxed out.” Kate adds in.

“I didn’t ask— whatever. Point is the Track suits think you’re ronin. Why? You don’t look that threatening.” (Y/n) was confident in his analysis. Kate her coffee down, “I can show you.” She replies, (Y/n) eyes Clint, who waved them off as if to say “Go for it.”

The trio stand on the roof of the Apartment and (Y/n), Kate and Clint were standing in the pure snow, five targets stood across them and he motioned Kate to go first.

“Watch and be amazed.” Kate let five arrows loose and hit bullseyes on each one, Clint gives (Y/n) a look, and he nods in approval. Kate turns to (Y/n).

“Pretty good, not gonna lie. My turn i suppose.” He says and she hands him the arrow and he takes a deep breath.

“So, when did you learn how to shoot?” She asks.

“Just now.” He responds, Kate was obviously confused by the reply. “What did you just—“ (Y/n) with Zero hesitation let loose 5 arrows as well, each one splitting hers as they also hit perfectly dead on. Kate was obviously confused by this.

“How did you just—“

“Photographic Reflexes.” Clint says, “Kid can duplicate any physical move he sees moments later, even copy fighting styles. Basically.” Clint says and (Y/n) finishes for him

“Anything you can do, I can do better~” he says in a sing song voice, mockingly.

“Your archery skills are impressive, I might keep them.” He said. “You’ve got potential though.” He adds in, turning to Clint.

“So, this is why you came to me, to train her.”

“You’re someone I trust…” Clint admits, and (Y/n) turns to Kate.

“Alright, one last test, hand to hand combat.”

Back in the Apartment, Clint stood in the middle of them as (Y/n) didn’t seem particularly worried about fighting her, Kate on the other hand was pretty worried that she’ll get her butt kicked, and she was pretty right.

“Alright.” Clint steps back and (Y/n) looked so aloof and relaxed. Kate moves in with a few martial arts, swift jabs and strong kicks, (Y/n) was playing mostly Defence, dodging or blocking her hits. Simply gathering information until his body calculates hers. He gets all the information he needs, he counters by slamming his foot down, ducking a punch and using her momentum to toss her across the room as she goes sliding across the room, getting up frustrated she moves back in, (Y/n) this time implements the Black Widow style, acrobatic dodges and well placed strikes to the body to weaken her. And with another judo throw she winds up on the ground.

“Fighting someone who keeps changing seems impossible, I know. But you’ll be fine”

(Y/n) says, but Kate was dead silent.

“Uh, you okay?” He asks, she nods.

“You sure? You look, pale.”

“Nah. I’m good.” She replies, he helps her up as Kate tries to play off how much pain she’s in.

“I just need to sit down for a sec that’s all.” Kate tries to walk to the couch like she’s fine but the small limp says a lot. (Y/n) turned to Clint.

“She’s definitely better than most… a little green but who isn’t at her age.”

“You’re only three years older.” Clint flatly points out.

“Hey.. I’m trying to look cool here.” (Y/n) says. “I’ll teach her what I know, after that we’re square, okay?”

“Promise.”

Day 2

Kate this time came on her Own, no Clint around, this time the two can spar without any trouble. (Y/n) kept his eyes locked on her, he didn’t have much trouble doing that. Kate went in with a flurry of stuff kicks, a few land on the body but (Y/n) blocks most and retaliates with a heavy strike to the body, the impact almost sent her flying back. (Y/n) was moreso the aggressor this time, trying to go for an overhead strike, Kate rolls out of the way and back up, each deflecting an attack.

“I know it’s hard! Trying to fight someone who knows your every move!” (Y/n) says mid battle, trying to help her. “Try something else, you gotta have something else.” He said, with a palm strike Kate was stunned, (Y/n) prepares for another judo throw, but as he tosses her, she locks her leg with his, halting his throw, she breaks her arm free and wraps around his waist for a stunningly beautiful German Suplex. (Y/n) hit the ground hard, Kate sits up breathing hard, but proud of her win.

“Did you see that? I—“ Kate turned to (Y/n) who slowly stood up, wobbly.

“Shit are you okay? Please tell me you’re okay?” She grabs his wrist. Keeping him from wobbling, (Y/n) looks at her, his daze and confused expression slowly faded as he looked at the worry in her eyes. Kate sighs with relief.

“I’m good, that just caught me off guard, you’re getting better Bishop.” He said, she smiles, proud of herself. It was silence in the room, until Kate realized they’re holding hands, she pulls them back embarrassed.

“I am so sorry!”

“Nah it’s cool, it’s cool.” (Y/n) says, “So.. uh, good workout.. maybe you wanna.. go get a smoothie?” (Y/n) asked, Kate tilts her head a bit.

“Like.. a date smoothie?” Kate ask, almost sounding hopeful.

“N-no like a, post-workout-after-getting-a-German-suplex smoothie.”

“They make those?” She asks.

“They would if I asked, I mean I’m paying for it, you got your cards taken.”

“You don’t have to keep reminding me.”

“Yeah but, I like to.” He replies. And this got an honest laugh out of Kate, seeing her smile did something to (Y/n). He couldn’t put his finger on it but.. he wanted to see it so much more.

(Hey, so like.. I’ve never watched a single episode of Hawkeye, I just did this from general information and memory so i apologize for the lack of consistency to the MCU but let’s say the Black Widow Taskmaster was Task Manager. Besides that I hope I did justice and more Nat and Wanda coming. I promise I’m working on shit.)

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[aurumacadicus]

Winteriron wereanimals au?

This gives me too much power. Anyway I've squandered it <3

Bucky was a wolf, once upon a time, he thinks. Brown, with yellow eyes. Normal, his mind supplies when he thinks about it too long. Then Hydra had... done something to him. Made him feral. He couldn't recognize himself in reflections. Had stopped looking. White fur. Blue eyes--unnatural for a wolf. Somehow, they'd made the metal arm shift with him, and it stood, ugly and violating, finishing the picture of Wrong and Bad. Disgusting. He doesn't shift, even though the rest of the Avengers insist that it's fine. He doesn't feel safe. Doesn't want to be looked at. He's damaged. He doesn't want to be vulnerable in front of them. He has the ability not to be vulnerable in front of him, unlike he had when he was with Hydra. The only one with a problem about it is Steve, and to be fair, Bucky only knows that because he found him stoically telling his therapist that just because he understood it didn't mean it didn't hurt him that the Bucky he knew was well and truly gone. Bucky had heard the therapist say, "Well, put yourself in your friend's shoes," and had walked over and gently closed the laptop, because Steve had the right to be hurt and he never wanted anyone to be in his shoes.

For all that Bucky avoids it, Tony is a total slut for being in his bobcat form. He especially likes finding a lap to sprawl out in, as if he was a house cat. One time, he'd been asleep on top of the fridge in the kitchen, Bucky and Steve had sat down in the living room to watch a Mets game, and the only warning they had Tony was coming was the THUMP of fourteen pounds hitting the ground. Then Tony, without any of the typical feline finesse, thundered into the living room to see his choice of laps. He'd taken one look at the TV, made a noise that Bucky could only describe as a feline version of disdain, and then hopped up onto Bucky's lap, turned in a delicate circle, and promptly flopped over and passed out. Bucky still contends that Steve should have warned him that instead of just getting off like a normal person when the people he was sleeping on stood up to cheer a home run, Tony dug his claws in to attach himself to people's pants. The noise he had let out in response had made Tony bush up to twice his size and do an arched side-step. Then Tony had looked betrayed as he skittered back to the kitchen. Bucky still feels like he kicked a kitten, and all he did was make a noise of pain.

The rest of the Avengers shift for convenience. Steve, a grizzly, feels even larger and more cumbersome than in his serumed body, so he avoids it as much as possible. Clint, a hawk, mostly shifts when he wants to be annoying and dive-bombs everyone. Bruce avoids shifting, mostly because as a moose, his antlers get caught on things; he'll shift when his antlers shed, though, and certain Avengers (Tony and Clint) enjoy sitting between his ears and being tall. Natasha doesn't shift often, mostly because she likes to keep her shift a secret. Most people assume she's a fox. Only the people she really trusts know that she's a swan. Thor, well. He doesn't have a shifted form, although he assures them that he could probably use magic to shift if he ever had to. "Loki turned himself into a horse once," he'd said, and then made a face, and then didn't say anything else about it. Tony howls about how NO ONE SHIFTS AROUND HIM. He is LONELY. He wants to CUDDLE. "I thought bobcats were solitary," Clint says, like an idiot. "I'm NOT a bobcat," Tony howls. "I am a HUMAN who TURNS INTO ONE. Everyone except Clint is BIGGER THAN ME and I DESERVE TO USE YOU AS A BED." "Tony what the fuck," Steve says as Bucky, Natasha, Bruce, and Thor try to smother their laughter, lest they encourage him. "You're so dramatic, shut up." "Does that mean I get to use you as a bed?" Clint asks, and Tony immediately shouts, "OBVIOUSLY, CLINT," in response.

Bucky didn't know that Colonel Rhodes was a wolf, too. He finds out when he goes into the common room and Jim growls, like it's coming from low in his chest. Bucky drops before he even really registers what he's hearing, showing off his belly and whining anxiously. He doesn't notice he's shifted, either, until Jim looms, green-eyed and dark-furred, hackles up and teeth bared. Bucky flashes the hair on his belly, whining, surrendering, terrified. Then Tony lands between them with a heavy thud, arching his back and hissing and spitting at Jim. He dances back and forth on his paws, lunging in and then back out. He swats Jim on the muzzle with his paw. It connects with an almost comical thud. He and Jim stare at each other, both of them looking half astounded, half offended, as if they couldn't believe they'd gotten into an altercation. Then Tony lets out a yowl and starts beating the shit out of Jim (without claws, if the baff-baff-baff of his heavily furred toes hitting flesh is any indication) and Jim snarls and barks and whacks him with his own paws. Bucky shifts back into a human and rolls so his back is facing them, hands clapped over his mouth to try and muffle his laughter. It reminded him of the last time he'd witnessed an argument between them, as humans, where they'd gotten into a slap fight that eventually ended with Jim sitting on top of Tony and shouting about the advantages of nuclear fission while Tony bit on his leg. He hopes he can get JARVIS to send the video to everyone else before either of them realized he would.

"Listen, Barnes," Jim says. "I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday. I get territorial after being away from Tony for extended periods, but that's no excuse. One of us should have warned you, or--I should have better control of myself. Tony told me you don't like to shift, so. I'm sorry I forced it." "That's weird," Bucky says, instead of 'thank you' or even 'it's okay.' "Tony's weird," Jim replies, and Bucky shrugs, conceding. "Also fuck you for sending the video of our fight to everyone." "I deserved it," Bucky answers immediately, because he still shivers anxiously when he remembered Jim over him, teeth bared. "Yeah, okay," Jim sighs, and then opens his mouth to say something else. Then suddenly Tony is between them, bushy and arched again. Bucky stares at him, stunned. "Where did you come from?" "He was on the couch sulking because I wasn't a wolf so I could talk to you," Jim says, and then looks down at Tony, unimpressed. "Just say you want to fuck him, Tony." Tony lets out a yowl and starts beating the absolute shit out of Jim's left leg. "...Should I just," Bucky asks, sort of reaching down toward him. "Please," Jim sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. Bucky picks Tony up, and Tony immediately falls limp, purring. "Oh, you weren't just being an asshole." "Yeah, he's had the biggest crush on you," Jim huffs, amused. "Why do you think he's trying to get everyone to shift more? So he can make you jealous and get you to take him on your lap more." Bucky opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. Suddenly it explains why Tony ignores everyone else's laps when he sees Bucky in the living room, even when other people actively want him on their lap. "...You could have just said something," he finally manages. "Tony is a cat. He just expects you to know," Jim deadpans, and Bucky sighs, because yeah. That sounds just like a cat.

#aurumacadicus answers #ask meme #5 headcanons meme #winteriron

[feelslikeacruelsummer]

marvel headcanons

weirdly specific headcanons for my favorite characters,

some traits may not align with canon or popular fan opinions. these are just my opinions, to each their own !!

!! TW: s/h , ptsd , disability , neurodivergence , anxiety , depression , alcohol

Gwen Stacy :

lesbian + non-binary

she/they

has a secret spider-girlfriend

obsessed with pop-tarts and tries them in every universe

spends her free time at the animal shelter petting dogs, the workers from many universes know her since they come by so often, and they always welcome her.

won’t admit it but secretly wants to be an english teacher when she grows up

Peter Parker :

trans ftm + bisexual

he/him

his parents are rich lawyers who travel a lot, so he’s always lived with his Aunt, May. doesn’t have contact with his birth parents

has social anxiety and a severe anxiety disorder

has a soft spot for dalmations

in the process of filing for a psychiatric service dog for his panic attacks

has adhd

Wanda Maximoff :

bisexual with a female preference

has a wife !!!

massive swiftie

has two twins and an adopted daughter

disability mom, billy has angelman syndrome and tommy has autism and epilepsy

in therapy to work on her trauma trigger responses ie. controllingness

has suffered with severe depression

loves loves loves dogs (has two goldendoodles, snowflake and rocky)

Yelena Belova :

queer woman

convert jew, found herself in the religion and found a community through a support group for, and run by, woman in her synagogue.

absolutely in love with Kate Bishop

very protective over kate and shows her off to everyone

has a ptsd service dog named sasha, who helps with her flashbacks

has struggled with s/h, but is in therapy and getting better

has a very sexual relationship with kate and everyone in the compound steers clear of the hallway where kate and yelena’s rooms are

Kate Bishop :

pansexual + demigirl

madly in love with Yelena Belova

super innocent but would do unholy things for her girlfriend

hates all dogs. except her dog, pizza-dog-lucky. lucky is different.

slight mommy issues

bottom asf , and a massive brat

super snarky but easily gets her feelings hurt

was homeschooled her whole life, and she never lost that childish energy

thinks her girlfriend’s protectiveness is cute, but loves to push against it to see yelena get all hot and bothered

always spends the holiday season with clint’s family (partially bec she loves them and partially to save on heating bills in the colder months)

spam posts every detail of her life on insta stories + makes mini-vlog reels 24/7

Natasha Romanoff :

demiromantic + unlabeled

hates labels, she likes who she likes end of story.

has a massive soft spot for cats, and has 3 of her own, Tumeric, Spots, and Dart.

has a massive unrequited crush on wanda

she’s labeled as the “bed-hopper” by her friends for her string of serial hookups after she left the redroom, but she wants nothing more than to settle down with a wife and even more cats.

top

big mommy issues and that usually comes across in her relationships, as she seeks out (sometimes older) people with nurturing qualities.

battled alcoholism during the dark days in the blip from losing her sister, but she has an amazing therapist and is now sober

Kamala Khan :

bisexual

she/they

really into tarot

best friends with America Chaves and has a small gay crush on her

constantly gets in trouble with teachers for being too loud and talking in class

has inattentive adhd and always forgets to take her meds

has a very popular carol danvers x fem reader fanfic on A03 that she hides from her parents but she always neglects her homework to make sure she updates regularly for her readers

loves tacos

has sensory issues and gets sensory overload breakdowns due to sound and this can trigger her powers to go haywire while she’s overstimulated

her family puts a lot of pressure on marriage but she just wants to live in a house with america and spend the rest of their lives together reading fanfic and rewatching avengers movies

she kissed america once and they never talked about it again, though they both have hinted at wanting to do it again.

#kamala khan #gwen stacy #marvel headcanons #spider gwen #ms marvel #doctor strange in the multiverse of madness #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #peter parker #spiderman #trans spiderman #natasha romanoff #black widow #yelena belova #hawkeye #kate bishop #i actually made this wtf #part two will happen eventually

[quietlyimplode]

Clintasha Advent (7)

Prompt: Clint/Nat - walking Lucky when it starts to snow.

For/Prompter: @broken--bow

Warnings: despondency/sadness/being emotionally triggered

Word count: 738

A/N: i know you asked for Clint/Nat and this is kind of alluding to the relationship, but more Nat centric. Likely not what you were expecting but what came out today <3 I hope it’s okay.

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There’s a heaviness on her.

The day was all wrong, and disappointment on what couldn’t be fixed; hurt.

She hated being let down.

She hates even more that she had hoped that she wouldn’t be let down, and knew that she would in the same breath.

Despite what she hoped, there was no way that Yelena would come.

Even if she wanted to.

Grief bubbles.

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Natasha feels despondent.

She finds herself pacing in the house, wasting time, wanting to find peace in sleep to make the feelings stop, but knowing it would worry Clint if she did.

Instead, she told him she was fine.

Sad; but okay. She wasn’t lying but then again, it’s not like she was being truthful to herself when she said the words.

Grief bubbles.

Yelena would maybe appear again.

One day.

.

The day drones.

Clint, of course, had tried to help, but there was no fixing the sad that pulled, the slight desolation and despondency that she knew was just a part of her.

He helps her to eat by cooking.

He distracts her with anecdotes and stories

It was, easier, perhaps to keep at bay when everything wasn’t piled on top of her.

It’s not just Yelena, she determines eventually.

Natasha thinks that maybe she just feels sad.

She’d been looking forward to the day.

Had hope for it.

Maybe that was her first mistake.

The one day off, that had promised and started with some good in it, some hope and delight.

The day had not ended as it started.

Grief bubbles.

Natasha sighs.

Grabbing the lead, she puts it on Lucky.

Clint appears at the door and she waved him off.

“I just need to clear my head,” she tells him, biting her lip.

He heads back into the study to finish his paperwork, and calls out to her to not be too long.

She doesn’t plan to be.

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It’s cold.

She adjusts her beanie and gloves.

Her skin started crawling an hour ago and she hoped the fresh air will help.

The sadness that had been chasing her since the afternoon threatens.

The grief that had been simmering, bubbling, growling, makes itself known.

She walks on.

A soft trigger maybe.

An emotional trigger.

Worse than obvious external ones, her internal triggers forced her to analyse what had happened and why she was feeling the way she was.

Sad.

Despondent.

Grief ridden.

The cold air, Lucky in hand, gave her that space.

As soon as she steps out the door, Natasha feels the tears in her eyes.

Steps towards the street, make her breathing uneven and by the time she gets to the park, there’s tears falling.

Lucky trots happily beside her, unaware of her sadness. His tail wags and hits her leg on every second step and she tries to bring her emotions back under control.

The therapist would tell her to keep going, keep crying until it was spent, but she’s not quite ready for the heaving emotions that threaten.

Natasha breathes heavily.

She doesn’t like crying so openly.

She knows she needs to get it back under control before she heads back.

There’s still time.

They head down past the park towards the grocery story that has Clint’s favourite ice cream.

She focuses on her breathing, wiping at her face.

In and out.

It stops the tears.

If she doesn’t think of the trigger, she can ignore the feeling.

Lucky stops at the traffic lights.

He looks up and she looks up with him, trusting his intuition.

The first drop of snow lands on her nose.

The second on her face.

Then, more.

It seems to Natasha that the heaviness in sky, in the world; had also had to let it go.

Unable to hold onto it anymore.

She’s appreciative.

The world is in solidarity.

Slowing her breathing more at they walk, Natasha starts the walk back home.

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“It’s snowing?” Clint asks as she walks through the door.

Natasha nods.

She doesn’t feel like speaking.

She takes the lead off Lucky, pats him and whispers to him that he’s a good dog.

She’s glad she can go to bed soon.

“The heaters on,” Clint tells her.

She’s thankful.

The sadness sits, but after the tears it doesn’t feel so heavy.

Maybe there’s more to be said for letting it out.

Natasha sighs, sits on the couch, and hopes that tomorrow will be lighter.

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1/ Clint/Nat/Laura + traditions

2/ Clintasha + temporary blindness

3/ Clint/Nat/Maria + traditions

4/ Natasha and Yelena watch the stars

5/ Clintasha - stab wounds + wrapping presents

6/ Clint/Nat + Maria - gift buying (early shield days)

#clintasha advent #clintasha advent 2023 #natasha romanoff #clintasha #black widow #clint barton #my fic #hawkeye #natasha romanoff fic #clintasha fanfiction #clintasha fanfic #lucky the pizza dog #lucky

[imdoingsortagay]

Natasha’s first halloween

Summary: Natasha, just recently joining S.H.I.E.L.D, get taught by one of her new friends about the holiday of Halloween.

word count : 1.7k 

a/n: first day of writing events!!!! enjoy 

reblogs and likes are appreciated !!! happy reading besties 

“ what’s Halloween?” 

You take a break from reading one of the many reports due by tonight to see who asked you the question. You know that it’s the one and only Natasha Romanoff, S.H.I.E.L.D’s newest member. Feared by many of your coworkers for some reason but she seems to be close to barton and you recently when she saw you eating some food she’d never seen. That was about 3 months ago since she’d joined and surely but slowly you both of you formed a friendship of sorts. 

“ What?” You ask the redhead, who only seems to be surprised that you didn’t hear her question. 

“ I asked what is Halloween ?” She asks you again. 

“ Oh,” you start “ I never knew you didn’t know Natasha”. 

“ Well I knew what it was but with my past, we certainly didn’t get to celebrate it and I saw that some of the agents in the building putting up decorations, so,” she pauses and looks at you” why don’t I ask the only other person who I talk to here”. The woman comes to sit next to you, with her lunch and you just wonder how she never got to know what  the holiday was. 

“ Where’s barton ?” 

“ He’s off with his girlfriend on some farm and I didn’t want to be a burden on him with my dumb questions,” she tells you, trying her best not to look sad. Even with the short time of being friends with each other, she still had trouble expressing herself and being used to all these feelings but you were understanding. 

“ Natasha,” you say and grab her hand,” your questions are never dumb. I would be delighted to teach you all I know about Halloween. How does Saturday around 1 pm work for you?”

She takes the time to think it over, while you hope that she says yes but it had been a while since anyone’s visited. Is f she says yes then you would have to clean up the minute you get home from work. 

“I accept y/l/n,” she tells you with a smile on your face. It’s the first time that you’ve seen her with a happy expression and not the serious one that Natasha has all of the time. 

*Saturday*

Natasha was a bit nervous about spending time with you at your apartment. Doing all these “ normal things” were overwhelming to her but Clint and her therapist had told her it would be a great idea to expand her horizons with other people. Sure it made her nervous, the thought of being in a new environment that she can’t just instantly observe for threats but she knows that you would never be a bad guy or put her in any danger. 

As you were quickly getting everything together at your apartment, Natasha was walking with some stuff she thought would spice up the day for both of you as per Clint’s suggestions. A bag of Halloween candy, some decorated cupcakes in said Halloween colors, and a bouquet of roses that she thought were pretty reminded of you. 

‘ you Natasha Romanoff have got this’ she says in her mind, as she gets closer and closer to your apartment while you were freaking out about whether or not the woman would be impressed. 

To say that you had a bit of a crush on the former assassin would be an understatement. Natasha was a very pretty woman so when she had come up to you during your lunch break a month of her working at the place, it had surprised you. Before she had approached you, the only friend that you made at work had been some guy at the coffee stand outside of the building, being able to get free coffee every once in a while. Then he found a better job opportunity and that was the last you heard of him. 

So having a friend over for the first time in a while makes you nervous but you are prepared for having the redhead over while you try to teach her the Halloween tradition. 

Natasha makes it to your apartment with only 10 minutes to spare, never the one to be late for anything. She knocks on the door a couple of times, patiently waiting for you and within a good 20 seconds, Natasha it met with what can be considered the cheesiest shirt ever.

“ that shirt,” she starts, unsure of what to say that won’t hurt your feelings. 

“ What? It’s to get you and me in the Halloween spirit,” you tell her in an excited tone and get her to giggle too with the said shirt. Natasha lucky for you does not notice you blushing because you made her laugh and make a mental note to thank the next-door neighbor for lending it to you. 

“ I brought you these flowers y/l/n,” she starts as she hands you a bouquet of roses,” cause they reminded me of you when I say them”. It was now her turn to start blushing at what she just told you and Natasha silently hope at that moment of asking for Clint’s help but is happy when you take the flowers from her hand to go put in a vase. 

“ Make yourself comfortable, I brought snacks for the both of us to eat while I teach you about Halloween,” you yell from the kitchen trying to find where the heck you even have a vase. She takes the offer to walk into the living room, looking at what’s on the coffee table in the middle of the room with curiosity. 

In the brief time, she was on the mission in Ohio, the redhead never got to celebrate Halloween as she had to act like a normal family. Mama Melina did feel bad that her daughters weren’t going to live a normal childhood so she would let them have cookies every once in a while, even if Alexi would scold her about it. So seeing the cupcakes and cookies on the table does bring back memories of the life she once knew. 

“ Do you mind if I grab one cupcake y/l/n?” she asks you, still putting close attention to the desserts on the table as if they would bring harm to her. 

“ y/n is fine Natasha and go ahead,” you tell her after finally being able to get the one vase in the apartment for the roses. Once she has permission to, the redhead goes for the vanilla cupcake with orange frosting, colorful sprinkles, and a cute little plastic ring on top of it. She takes the ring off of the cupcake before immediately taking a bite of the sweet treat, the first bite being the best thing she’s ever had. 

“ Where were these things in my life? She mumbles to herself as she continues to eat the rest of it. 

“ Grocery stores and bakeries,” you answer her question by surprise and scare the woman by accident. Being that she was too focused on the dessert to focus on you. 

“ Have you ever had a cupcake before this Natasha?” 

She nods her head and you feel bad for the woman. Many people in the company had spread rumors about her past but Natasha had trusted you enough to know about her past. 

“ Well you are gonna love the cookies then,” you explain to her as you push the box of cookies to her and she opens it, grabs the first one, and takes a bite of it with a smile on her face. Natasha gives you a cookie of your own so you don’t feel left out. 

“ These are good,” she says. 

“ family run bakery makes the best one,” you tell her. 

“ Teach me more about the Halloween stuff than y/n,” she says excitingly, and you do just that. 

Yes, the whole presentation was a bit much when you mentioned it to your neighbor but Natasha felt touched by how much work you must have put into this. She didn’t think there was so much to this and she’s incredibly thankful for you. 

“ You know that there’s a Halloween party happening at work right y/n?” she asks you after the hour presentation, cheesy but cute design and music you showed her. 

“I know that Natasha, why do you ask?” 

“ did you want to dress up with me and,” she pauses,” be my date?” 

You pause from eating a cupcake to listen to what she just told you. Wait? HER DATE? 

“ Oh,” is all that comes out of your mouth. 

“ you don’t have to but it would be nice cause I find you c-cute and this was fun I mean sure we’re still friends but-” and you place your lips on hers to stop her from rambling on like a nervous wreck. Now or never to show her how you feel about her then. 

A couple of seconds go by before Natasha feels confident to kiss you and oh how she loves the feeling of your soft lips with yours. 

The little noises that you make as you start to kiss her back, how you have her hands on her head to keep her steady, all of this made Natasha feel warm and fuzzy inside. Something that she never even knew she could feel after years of pain, suffering, and torture she had to go through. 

She would have loved to kiss you even longer before the both of you had to get some air. You pull away from the redhead and can’t help but smile as she looks like a blushing mess, different from the always serious woman that you see at work, but you like it. 

“ is that a yes? “ she asks, not even bothering to fix herself up. 

“ yes,” and Natasha jumps on top of you again to continue kissing you like a starved woman. The rest of the night is full of laughter from both of you, giggles from Natasha as you show her the cool dance moves that you were taught as a kid, and overall happiness from the redhead who’s happy that she got to learn about this from you. 

The Halloween party goes well for both of you as Natasha takes full control of choosing the costumes while all you had to do is show up to her place to dress up. Her choice for both of you cleverly is Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy from her search on google. Natasha is the one to dress up as poison Ivy while you happily chose Harley. The party goes well as you both win the contest and win a fancy dinner and Natasha can’t wait to have many more Halloweens where she can be happy with you. 

#liz celebrates #lizs writing #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #Natasha Romanoff fluff #marvel fluff #mcu imagine #natasha romanoff imagine #marvel imagine

[6rookie-writer0110]

Oh, it feels like ages

Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader

Request - Hailee Steinfeld x male!reader where y/n is an important soldier who was honorably discharged and sorta becomes a cold perosn because he lost his parents and a few of his friends and he is now in the lowest point in his life where he hate everything and doesn't give a damn about anyone except his friends that he still have. His friend stand by him and helped him get into drama school and he was really good at it. He then makes it into the MCU as the oldest son of Clint Barton. Then he meet Hailee during his time in set in Hawkeye. He develops a soft spot for her and make him feel like happy in a long time.

You went out to drink and you blacked out. You hear a sound and you start to wake up, you take the hat off your face. You sat up and you have a terrible headache.

“Morning princess,” Steve said

“Why am I in jail?” You asked.

“Yeah, you blacked out. You drank so much and you became a total asshole. So, they left you here for the night now I'm here to bail you out” Steve said.

“My head feels like I'm being hit with a hammer. I don't remember anything” You said.

“Let's get something to eat. And you owe me thousand dollars for bail” Steve said.

“Whatever” You mumbled.

Your best friend Steve takes you to a small diner to eat. He has been your best friend since the eighth grade and he never left your side. He supported you when you joined the army.

“Bro, you need to change. They won't hang out with you if you keep being a dickhead” Steve said.

You just keep eating and don't say anything.

“Y/n, you are like my brother but what happened to your parents is terrible, you need to speak to a therapist. You being honorably discharged sucks but you need to speak to someone about it” Steve said.

“I don't need help. I'm fine” You said.

Steve sighed.

“Feels like I'm talking to a child. I'm leaving, I need to go to work” Steve said.

He paid for the food and you watched him walk away. Before going home, you buy beer and went home. Your boss called because you are late for work, but you don't answer the call. You start to drink the beers then you fell asleep on the couch.

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There is a house party, Steve convinced you to go. You start to drink a few beers but you are not completely drunk just yet. Some friends attempted to talk with you, but you didn't bother to talk to them. But someone is getting on your nerves but he keeps going.

“Come on, Y/n have fun. You are not in the army” Martin said.

He pushed your shoulder and you didn't like that.

“Stop it,” You said.

“Stop being serious have fun,” Martin said.

He pushed your shoulder again and you snapped. You punched him in the face and he fell, you blacked out. People are telling you to stop and you keep punching him. Someone called the cops and Steve dragged you away from Martin. But the cops arrived fast and they arrested you and take you to jail.

The next day, Steve bailed you out. He drives you home, you don't say anything to him.

“They don't want to be friends with you anymore,” Steve said.

“I don't care,” You said.

Steve followed you into the house and you grabbed a beer from the fridge. He noticed empty beer cans and bottles in the living room. He opened the fridge and you only have beers and no food.

“You need to change. When is the last time you ate?” Steve said.

“Stop with the questions!” You yelled.

“Don’t tell yell at me! All you do is drink. Now you are this cold person, you changed” Steve said.

“People change. I don't want to hear your stupid speech about how I changed!” You yelled again.

“Whatever, asshole” Steve said.

He left and you start to drink your beer. Throughout the night, you start to drink more beer.

-Later, you go to the liquor store and buy strong liquor. You didn't buy food. People start to talk behind your back and you don't care. Someone said hi to you, but you just ignored that person. You and Steve stopped talking to each other. You hear a voicemail from your boss...

“Y/n, this is your boss Jose. I have to let you go because you haven't been to work in almost two weeks. I will send you your last paycheck” Jose said.

You deleted the voicemail. You start to drink your truck in the parking lot.

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You are throwing up in the bathroom. After you brush your teeth, you go back to your bed. You haven't paid your bills and late notices are on your table. On your nightstand, there is a picture of you and your parents. You stared at the picture for a little bit then you turned around and went to sleep.

You haven't spoken to Steve in a while. But he noticed it's the anniversary of your parent’s death. He went to your house and he noticed the door is unlocked. He walks inside and it's still a mess.

“Y/n?” Steve said.

He walked towards the bedroom and noticed the gun on your nightstand.

“Y/n...” Steve said.

“I have been staring at it for a while now,” You said.

Steve moved slowly towards you.

“I know you miss them. But they wouldn't want you to hurt yourself” Steve said.

“Nothing else matters. It really doesn't. Everything is so... Dark” You said.

“Yes, the world can be dark but there are good things to live for and see. How about you give me the gun” Steve said.

Steve sticks out his hand and waits for you to give him the gun. You don't move and Steve grabbed the gun, and he takes out the bullets. Steve sits next to you and you start to cry and he gently rubs your back. He doesn't say anything, for now, he lets you cry.

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Since that day, you haven't stopped drinking. Steve would bring you food and you barely look at him. You don't talk to him like before, he does let you know that he is worried about you. You would go out to drink and you would black out. Steve would bail you out again and you haven't paid him back.

“Get dressed but take a shower first,” Steve said.

“Why?” You asked.

“Just do it!” Steve yelled.

You glared at him and he glares back at you. An hour later, you took a shower and got dressed. You get in the car with Steve and he starts to drive.

“Where are we going?” You asked.

“Y/n, you need something else to do besides drinking yourself to death,” Steve said.

“Acting school?” You asked.

“Yeah, acting school. You should join the class with me. It won't be painful, let's go inside” Steve smiled.

“No,” You said.

“Y/n, get your ass inside before I drag you out of this car by your shirt,” Steve said.

You and Steve glared at each other, you or Steve didn't blink. But you blinked first and he starts to smile. You go inside with him, but you don't talk to anyone. You watched Steve act in different roles, you're impressed with his acting. But you didn't act, you just sat down and watched everyone.

For weeks, Steve would force you to go to drama school. You didn't slow down the drinking and you haven't paid your bills.

“Y/n and Sara act out Romeo and Juliet scene. It would be an easy exercise for him. Act out the scene where Romeo confesses his love for her” The drama teacher said.

You sighed and you stand up.

“You got this, bro” Steve smiled.

You start to act out the scene. Steve and the drama teacher are impressed with your acting skill. She tells you to take acting seriously and you're speechless. Steve gave pat on your back and told you how good you were.

--

You stopped drinking and it's hard for you. But you keep going to acting school with Steve. But you are still cold with everyone, some people from the class invited you to go out and you said no. You and Steve went to New York to audition for a Marvel Hawkeye.

✫ ✯ ✬ ✫

You got the role and you are on the set of Hawkeye. You are reading your lines while heading to your chair, but without looking you bumped into Hailee.

“I’m sorry, I wasn't looking,” You said.

She smiled at you.

“It’s okay. Wait are you going to play clint’s son?” Hailee said.

“Yeah, I will play Cooper. And you will play Kate?” You said.

“Yeah, I will play Kate. Looks like our first scene will be next” Hailee smiled.

“Cool,” You said.

You and Hailee start to film the scene with Jeremy. Jeremy and Hailee did mess up their lines and they are being goofy, but you don't laugh or smile. You are just being serious and you wait to start the scene again. Hailee noticed that you don't smile or laugh a lot, when you aren't looking she is staring at you.

“You don't smile a lot, Y/n” Hailee said.

“Just when I have to do my scenes,” You said.

“You know what I mean, Y/n don't be a smartass,” Hailee said.

“I’m not,” You said.

You and Hailee have to do more scenes together, but you are starting to work with her. She does ask you a lot of questions and you do answer them. On your breaks, you tend to be alone while Hailee spends her breaks on her phone or talking to other people.

----

You and Hailee have to do an interview for the show.

“Nervous?” Hailee asked.

“Little bit. My manager told me to show emotions and smile” You said.

“I saw you smile on screen but off-screen you don't smile a lot. So try to smile” Hailee said.

“Why do I need to smile?” You asked.

“To show at least you are having fun, I'm not that boring,” Hailee said.

You and Hailee didn't know that camera is on and recording.

“Y/n you need to smile,” Hailee said.

“No” You teased.

“Do it” Hailee said.

“Or what?” You said.

You are sitting down then She starts to touch your face. She is pushing your cheeks up so it would look like you are smiling. You start to move your face away but she doesn't stop.

“Stop being a baby,” Hailee said.

“Stop being a baby” You mocked her.

You keep moving your face away from her but she doesn't stop.

The next day after the interview, the video of Hailee trying to make you smile went viral. Everyone is liking the video and they think it's funny. She saw the video and sent it to you and you thought it was funny.

---

You and Hailee do work together for long hours on the set of Hawkeye. Hailee does try to get to know you better but you don't talk about yourself. But you did tell Hailee you were in the army and you have said it in interviews before, but you didn't go into details.

Hailee walked on set and sees you sitting down drinking water. She smiled and she likes spending time with you. She walked towards you and gave you lunch.

“A salad?” You said.

“I don't know what you like to eat because you don't tell me anything about you. You sure like to play the mysterious guy” Hailee said.

“It's like you have a mission to make me open up,” You said.

“Yes, I do Y/n” Hailee smiled.

You have a soft spot for her and you like how she tries to make you open up about yourself. You find her attractive and you do want to get to know her better, but you think she won't feel the same way about you.

“Oh, I was told we have to go to a party and do another promo for the show. And there will be an open bar” Hailee said.

She is hoping that you will go. She wants to spend more time with you but not talk about the show.

“I will go,” You said.

“Great!” Hailee smiled.

You start to eat the salad and she starts to talk about what she will wear.

---

You and Hailee arrived for the party and took a few pictures together for the promo. But she did tease you about why you need to smile, you didn't smile. She brings you a drink that has alcohol

“What is it?” You asked.

You grabbed the drink but didn't drink yet.

“Passion fruit martini,” Hailee said.

“Oh... Umm... I don't drink, I'm an alcoholic” You said.

“Oh? I'm sorry I-I didn't know” Hailee said.

“It’s fine. You can drink around me but I will stick with water or club soda” You said.

“Oh okay,” Hailee said.

She does drink it but you put your drink on the table. Then somehow she convinced you to dance with her. She is telling you to let loose and how to move your hips.

✫ ✯ ✬ ✫

You are doing a scene with Hailee. Your character and Kate have to come up with a plan fast and Kate starts to ramble on about something.

“Kate focus!” You yelled.

Suddenly Hailee grabbed your shirt and pulled you into a kiss. You start to kiss her back and she starts to think...

Holy shit! I'm kissing him and he is kissing me back!

You two moved away from each other.

“Cut!” the director yelled.

Now the director is talking to the producers.

“Why did you kiss me?” You whispered.

She tried to come up with a lie but couldn't, she just walked away. You are confused about what happened but you liked the kiss.

Later, you sat in the makeup chair so they can put fake scars on your face. And Hailee walked in but you two are alone and she tries to play it cool.

“Y/n... Sorry about the kiss. I know it wasn't in the scene... But I like you and I want to know if you want to go on a date?” Hailee said.

“Wow... I never had a girl ask me out. This feels strange but in a good way. I'm surprised you like me” You said.

“Yeah, me too... I don't mean that in a bad way! But yeah, I like you” Hailee said.

“I like you too. So, yeah I will go on a date with you” You said.

She starts to smile and you feel happy around her.

---

On the first date, went bad. You went to pick her up at her house but it started to rain badly. You and Hailee decided to stay in and cook something together like pizza. You open up about your drinking problem and how you are getting help and some experience in the army. After dinner, you and Hailee start to play uno but you two for competitive.

----

You and Hailee are dating in secret. She doesn't pressure you to open up about everything in one night. You and Hailee got some days off, so she decided to take you to California to spend time with her alone. But you take her to your hometown, you wanted to show her your parent's gravestones...

“These are my parents, they passed away a long time ago,” You said.

She put her arm around your waist then you put your arm around her shoulders.

“It means a lot that you would bring me here,” Hailee said.

“I haven't visited them in a while. They would have liked you” You said.

“I would have liked them too,” Hailee said.

“I miss them,” You said.

She gives you a hug and you hug her back.

Later, you and Hailee get something to eat. You start to talk about your childhood and she does the same thing.

✫ ✯ ✬ ✫

When you and Hailee go to parties, she would make sure no one gives you alcohol. But when Hailee is drunk, she would be affectionate with you and she would giggle.

Today, you went to her house and she has a pool. Hailee pushed you into the pool but you grabbed her hand and pulled her in.

“You are a jerk, Y/n” Hailee giggled

“You pushed me,” You said.

You splashed water on her and she did the same to you. Her dogs jumped in the water and she gets out of the water. She sits on the edge and watches you play with her dogs. Then you swim towards her and she kissed you on the lips. You invited Steve to come over so he can meet Hailee.

#hailee steinfeld imagines #hailee steinfeld imagine #hailee steinfeld x reader #Hailee Steinfeld x male reader #x male reader #male reader #male!reader

[cuddlebugsirius]

Jess’ Top 22 of 2022

I decided to do a fic rec list of my 22 top fics that I read in 2022, from lots of different ships and fandoms. We’re here to celebrate the effort that fellow writers put into creating magic for us all, fanfiction is such a massive part of my life and I think it deserves to have a spotlight shone on it’s greatness. 

[I limited myself to 1 fic/series per author, which was more of a challenge than I thought it would be 😂]

So in no particular order and without further ado...

Bring Him to His Knees - 245k+, Dramione, E Rated

Draco is on the case of a murderer, but to investigate, he needs a fake relationship - and a kink club play partner. When Hermione volunteers to take the role, both do their best to maintain the lie without letting each other know the truth: neither of them are acting.

Solntse - 60k+, Wolfstar, E Rated

Sirius, a young Russian billionaire hires Remus, who is working part time as a call boy to make ends meet. Things happen, feelings occur.

Did You Miss Me - 640k+, Wolfstar & Jily, E Rated

Though the new boy at Hogwarts University, James Potter, appears to be an adorable himbo with deep pockets, Remus Lupin and his friends instead find a horrifically dark past on Google. Did he really attack that boy and leave him for dead? Why won't he talk about his mysterious childhood best friend, "Pups"? Would it kill him to stop messing with his hair?

At least Remus got his phone back after losing it, but now he can't stop texting the mysterious number of the man who had sent it back. Padfoot is funny and charming, and Remus is NOT going to fall in love with him.

The PB to my J [AKA the one that converted Jess into a Wolfstar writer] - 270k+, Wolfstar, E Rated 

A Modern AU Marauders texting with prose fic set at University.

Mainly Wolfstar - Will they? Won’t they? (They obviously will...) And a little bit of Jily too.

A Second Look - 120k+, Dramione, M Rated

Her best friend's life was a mess and she would have done anything to make things better for him and his sons. So, when she found her former enemy in a similar situation her heart went out to him as well... and the beautiful blond baby in his arms didn't hurt his case. It was certainly enough for her to give him a second look.

oh, I’m gonna let the future in - 40k+, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Potter, T Rated

Al doesn’t know what he’s doing. Not just with the new apartment, but with his life in general, and it doesn't help that his family quietly looks down on him. It feels as if they’re always waiting for him to do something spectacular, but without actually expecting it of him. They’ve given up on expecting anything of him.

Al only speaks English, and he sings in the shower, badly. He likes tea, and he cleans when he’s stressed. He sees a therapist. He has a total of two friends, and one of them is his cousin. He isn’t smart; he’s simple.

He wishes that could be enough.

Brooklyn Heights Books - 180k+, Stucky, E Rated

A man wearing a light denim jacket over a dark blue shirt came into the shop, a box tucked under his right arm. Despite it being late afternoon, he was wearing sunglasses with bright blue lenses, and his long, dark hair was pulled back in a messy little bun. A few strands had escaped, framing his strong, unshaven jawline. The man looked into the café, smiled widely, and waved in Clint’s direction as he kept walking into the bookstore, and Steve’s mouth went completely dry.

Beautiful, was the only word to describe that smile; straight, white teeth framed by full, lush, red lips, bracketed by laugh lines and an adorable dimple in his right cheek, a charming little chin cleft just visible under the light stubble—Steve was struck literally speechless. And that was before he got a glimpse of the man’s backside. Slim hips and a round, firm-looking ass led to long, lean legs that were encased in snug, dark blue jeans.

“Guh,” Steve said, watching the dark-haired man continue on to the back of the store.

‘tis the damn season - 70k+, Wolfstar, T Rated

“Where are you going?”

Remus turns. Sirius looks delightful; wine-flush and December drizzle painting his pale, pretty face the deepest carmine red. His spindly hands are twiddling at his front, as if he doesn’t know quite what to do with them. He sniffs, and exhales corporeal ice that sends a shiver running down Remus’ spine. He’s not sure if it’s from the cold or the alcohol or… something else.

Clean - 115k+, Dramione, M Rated

Malfoy's handsome face was contoured into a condescending smirk. "No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?" She looked up at him defiantly. "Maybe I don't have faith in you!" she said, raising her voice. Malfoy only looked at her. "You'll find I'm very surprising." 

Second Generation - 45k+, Wolfstar, E Rated

Remus Lupin and Sirius Black spent their late teens in a happy haze of sex, troublemaking, and playing in their band, but break up in college. But when their respective children get in trouble together more than 20 years later, Remus and Sirius find themselves at odds with their very different parenting styles and dealing with a spark that was never quite extinguished.

Dreamers - 45k+, Wolfstar, M Rated

In which Sirius did twelve years and meets Remus on a creative writing workshop.

The Searching Ceremonies - 580k+, Sterek, M Rated

Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn't expect and aren't sure they approve of....

Quid Pro Quo - 105k+, Darklina, E Rated

The Slow Burn Breeding Kink Political AU

Cannibals - 20k+, Darklina, E Rated

It was very brief, the affair Alina Starkov had with her father.

Or: The Father-Daughter Incest AU

no shelter but mine - 65k+, Darklina, E Rated

“If you’re so worried about your daughter then why are you wasting your time yelling at me instead of caring for her?”

He stills. His fists clench, just once, and she can see the muscles in his jaw working, like it is taking him every ounce of will not to unhinge it, lean across the counter, and rip out her throat with his teeth.

Then he turns, without a word, and storms out the door, the tails of his black coat flying behind him like a cloak. Aleksander is in need of a nanny for his six-month-old daughter. As it so happens, Alina is the only person she likes.

Action - 20k+, Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth, E Rated

Jaime’s a famous action hero. Brienne is the stunt coordinator on his latest movie. She’s hated him since the moment they met, and the feeling is mutual. But there are ways to work out their aggression.

Lost & Found - 95k+, Jon Snow/Sansa Stark, E Rated

When she realizes the husband she knew had departed, and she now had cold & hard mobster in his place, Sansa fakes her death and starts a new life in Wales.

And then Jon finds her.

It gets so hard to breathe (when you’re looking at me) - 57k+, Wolfstar, E Rated

When Sirius turns up at Remus' flat after the events at the Triwizard Tournament, he doesn't expect to find himself sharing a bed with Remus. Or getting so intimately involved in his life. Or to find out that they're mates and Remus wants nothing more than to push him up against the wall and make him forget his own name.

Or to feel so very complete.

But Sirius isn't complaining. Not one bit.

The Player’s Secret - 50k+, Wolfstar, M Rated

“So what’s he like? Full of it? Arrogant?”

“Yes,” he says, because he thinks that is a fair assessment. Sirius Black is full of it. He is arrogant. He’s also entitled and needy and smug. He’s talented, reckless, moody, selfish, childish, charming and sweet, and a million different other things Remus is trying to wrap his head around.

Sirius Black is hard work.

Remus Lupin is a successful documentary filmmaker who is assigned to make a fly-on-the-wall documentary featuring Sirius Black - one of the world's most brilliant footballers - as he competes in the European Championship.

All does not go smoothly.

The Same Way I Like My Coffee - 35k+, Jon Snow/Sansa Stark, M Rated

Sansa Stark always liked her coffee hot and sweet. She finally found a guy that makes the sentence "I like my men the same way I like my coffee" real to her.

Jon snow has no right to be that hot.

Or: Sansa opens the coffee shop of her dreams, makes great friends and meets an unbelievably hot Jon Snow.

don’t pout, darling - 70k+, Dramione, E Rated

"when's the last time you let someone take care of you?"

"no one's ever wanted to," her whisper is delicate, sharp like porcelain glass, the edges raw and tender. she is sugar-soft, a little thing tucked into his chest, ears pressed against the heart that beats for her.

"i'll take care of you, i'm always going to take care of you," he cooed. “you're my sweet girl, my baby.”

or: a modern au ddlg fic

when we kiss: mmmm, fire - 39k+, Jon Snow/Sansa Stark, E Rated

Sansa might be seeing someone casually, but thanks to Arya, Robb, and Theon, it’s Jon who’s got the inside track on how to get Sansa to take him seriously.

aka: the one where jon finds out that sansa has a daddy kink, and he uses it to seduce her away from the dating scene and into his arms, heeeey-oh!

#fic recs #wolfstar #stucky #darklina #dramione #wolfstar fic recs #Jess recs fics #wolfstar fanfiction #jon snow x sansa stark

[lokisprettygirl]

The Night Screams at The Slumber Island (Loki x Female Reader) (Horror Romance) (Dark) (Au) (18+)

Read Chapter 9 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 10

Summary : You find yourself falling for a certain god.

Warning: Steamy stuff, discussion of rape, sexual abuse, gaslighting, cheating, mention of Suicide, discussion of mental illness, therapy please read carefully. If something triggers you please don’t read it.

For the next few days you tried to make yourself believe that he was a god and he wasn't your hallucination but it was difficult. How could you accept the fact that a literal heavenly being was around you and wanted to protect you? Even seeing his magic and everything he could do made you feel like you were losing your mind. But then if you were indeed losing your mind then this wasn't the worst possible thing that could have happened to you. One morning when you woke up you ran straight towards the window and his house was there like always, you saw him on his porch reading. 

Did he ever sleep? You had started to care about him now and you still weren't sure who he was or if he even was the god he claimed to be. You got ready as you had to be at the school, you felt a little embarrassed going there now after what happened that day but you haven't seen Clint around since that incident so that was a relief, they must think you were crazy or something. You weren't entirely sure about your truth either.

As you stepped out of the house you smiled and he did the same.

"Good morning" he nodded as you said that so you walked towards him and he instantly put the book down, 

"What are you reading?" You asked him so he picked it up and gave it to you, you didn't understand a word, it was in some other language so you gave it back to him.

"Did you eat my love?" He asked you softly and there it was. Those damn butterflies were swarming again. Why did he have to be so gentle with you?

"I made a sandwich.. I'm actually getting late for school" you mumbled so he hummed in response. You turned to leave but you didn't want to leave, you wanted to stay there and continue to talk to him. Maybe kiss him again. You weren't sure about the last part just yet, sure you enjoyed it when you Kissed each other that night but you knew where that would lead and you weren't ready for that. He had also maintained his distance and he never did something that would make you wary of him.

"Ummm would you like to eat me?" You squeezed your eyes as you saw him smirking "Would you like to eat with me ..that's what umm..that's what I meant..lunch?" You corrected your fumble and he smiled in response.

"Do I get the pleasure of cooking for you?" 

"You can cook?" 

"A thing or two yes" 

"Sure ..ummm can I ..stay with you while you cook ..I'd like to–" 

"Ofcourse" 

"Okay see ya" you left before you'd embarrass yourself any further in front of him. You had a crush on him, there was no denying it anymore. 

"That's who you prayed to mom…that's the guy you prayed to every damn day of your life..never thought I'd end up fantasizing about kissing him" you mumbled to yourself as you walked towards the school. The classes were a drag, the kids of the island didn't seem to show any interest in school, they already knew what they were going to do in life and the education was a mere formality. You couldn't help but wonder if anyone ever moved out of this island. 

Clint came to you after you were done with the classes so you gave him a courteous smile,

"I just..I'm sorry that day..I wasn't sleeping properly and I think it got to me" he snickered as you said that. You didn't like this guy at all.

"Are you not right in the head? Phil told me you had a shrink meeting you couldn't get to last week?" 

You wanted to smack him but you kept your cool, you had to work here and live in this town.

"He's a therapist and I have trouble with a few things that's why I see him" 

"Is that right huh?" He walked towards you so you took a few steps back, you surveyed your surroundings immediately, you had a knife in your purse but it was in the locker "Godd noo..pleasee" you mumbled in your head, wondering if Loki would hear you, it was surprising to you that he was the first thing you thought of as soon as you felt unsafe. 

 "I read about what happened to you..too bad..must suck to be delusional and blame innocent people for your illness right? Especially doctors they do so much for us" he chuckled and your eyes teared up. He knew about you..how? You had asked Tony to not tell them about anything because your past wasn't their concern. 

You walked past him as you didn't want to argue, some men truly were awful in the world and it didn't even surprise you anymore. The further you got away from school, the more your eyes welled up from the humiliation you had just suffered, why was he so snarky about it? You didn't understand, maybe he was pissed off about you not visiting the farmer's market. You couldn't keep your tears at bay and the anxiety you felt in the moment overwhelmed you so you knocked on the neighbor's door instead. 

As soon as he opened it you hugged him tightly and he calmed you down, assuring you that he won't let Clint hurt you. You pulled away to look at him and his eyes were moist too.

"You were there?" 

"You called for me, I heard you. I told you I'd be there if you truly need me" you flung your arms around his neck so he took two steps backwards to pull you in and then he closed the door.

"You believe me?" 

"About what?" 

"What happened to me..do you believe me?" You sobbed as you questioned him, nobody wanted to believe you, not even the people you considered your friends. Not even the man you were in love with for years, he in fact tried to gaslight you into believing that he didn't really cheat on you. 

"I believe you..I believe in you my darling" 

"Nobody believes me..you doo.. you are real..right?" You sniffled as you pulled away from him so he cupped your cheeks and pressed you against the door.

"I am not your imagination..you're not sick you hear me? You're not delusional and you did not make anything up in your head. Something inhumane happened to you and you should have gotten justice for it, you did not deserve any of it, I need you to listen to me okay? No matter what they say or try to make you believe, I need you to remember this" You nodded as he finished talking and then you got on your tiptoes to kiss him, maybe you shouldn't be wearing flats around him.

 The sound of his moan mixed with yours as he kissed you back with equal tenderness. As you pulled away to breathe, his lips latched onto your neck making you gasp, he had his hands placed on the door, to the side of your head. He wasn't touching you, he was cautious of it and that's what snapped you out of the feeling. 

"Lokiiiii" you called out his name so he looked at you, 

"What do you need me to do, tell me" 

"I …I don't know " you sniffled as your eyes teared up so he grabbed your hands and kissed them one by one, the action made you shiver.

"You know..you do know.. tell me..what do you want me to do with you sweetheart?" He spoke softly, his voice melted in your ears.

"I want you to touch me..but I'm scared–" the broken sobs accompanying your words shattered his heart and he just wanted to take all the pain away but he knew it wouldn't be easy. 

"I know..hey..ssshhh I know" he grabbed your right hand in his, stepped away a little and then walked backwards until he hit the rocking chair he had in his living room, his eyes never left yours. You craved a safe touch, there was no denying that but everytime you closed your eyes you just saw him and then you saw them taking turns on violating you, not caring about your consent. You couldn't do anything to push them off you and remembering those moments made you feel revolted. 

He sat down so you lowered your gaze then he pulled you on top of him slowly, you shivered at the proximity but you didn't feel unnerved by it. It felt nice instead, he was warm and he smelled divine. He leaned back into the chair so you were practically half lying right on top of him, your bodies pressed together so tightly but it didn't alarm you. 

"Touch me the way you want to touch me" he mumbled and your eyes teared up, just him being so considerate of your fears made you want to cry but love him at the same time, his compassionate nature was such a turn on. 

You cupped his cheeks and kissed him, he responded with a moan and that had to be the sexiest sound you have ever heard out of a man's throat. 

"Hold me Lokii" you mumbled in his ears as your lips latched onto the silky skin of his neck.

"Are you sure darling?" 

"Yess" you grabbed his hand and placed them on your lower back,

"Caress mee" Rub your hands all over me is what you wanted to scream from the top of your lungs but it felt too soon, he ran his one hand up and down slowly while the other one caressed your nape, every little touch made you aroused more and more and you wanted to cross all the lines of indecency but at the same time your mind didn't allow you to be so forward. 

"That feels good love? Want me to keep doing this hmm? Want me to keep touching you?" You moaned as he rubbed circles over your clothed skin, it felt heavenly to be held and caressed like this.  

"Yesss yesss goddd yess please" you bit on your lower lip subconsciously and he couldn't take his eyes off your face. The creased brows, your mouth opened and closed with every swirl of his fingers rubbing over your body, you looked ethereal to him and he knew he was falling in deep. Mother always warned him to never seek out mortals, they lived the shortest lives of all but gods were allowed to keep one for themselves and he couldn't help but wonder if you'd become his sole disciple if he'd ask you to.

Your hips moved involuntarily on his thighs and he knew you weren't even thinking about it, he was so turned on to stop you, besides he didn't want to startle you again. 

"You're so good to me..for me" you mumbled mindlessly as you kissed him again, you didn't pull away until you both were breathless and gasping for air.

"I want to be good for you.. I want to stay right here and do whatever you want me to do darling" 

He brought one of his hands forward to caress your cheek, his thumb brushed over your lips so you puckered them and planted a kiss over the pad of his thumb.

When you opened your eyes you realised how inappropriate you were being and it snapped you out of the euphoric space you were in just a moment ago. 

"I ..uhh.. I want to stop pleasee" you mumbled meekly as you looked down so he cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead. 

"You can stop anytime you want darling, okay?" You nodded as he said that and got off him slowly. You put your hand forward so he grabbed it and stood up, towering over you suddenly. You wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, it was as if he was everything you needed in life now, you didn't come here for this, you wanted to run far away from all of them but then he wasn't any normal man..he was a god. He was different.

"Thank you Loki" you mumbled and he pressed a kiss on the top of your head.

Once your breathing leveled he decided to make that lunch for you and you sat there to watch him but your intention wasn't to pry on him this time. You just wanted to stay in his company. 

No amount of sleeping pills could have made you fall asleep that night and for once sleep wasn't something you wished for because the reality seemed sweeter.

It seemed better than your dreams. 

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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[its-tortle]

Hi! 💕 34 for the spotify wrapped ficlets? 🥰

hi riley! this is such a cute song and was definitiely fun to write 💗 thank you!

Sat in a pub on the Heath, first kiss, first Friday in June You asked what I tell my friends, said, "It's a glowing review" Baby, nothing much has changed, I guess your buzzcut, it grew But I'm still the girl with the blush, giving a glowing review

The little bell above the door rings as Bucky enters the cafe, and he checks his phone for the time. Only fifteen minutes late, he thinks. That’s still forgivable. He scans the tables that are busy with other Sunday-brunchers, and then spots his friends in the back left corner.

With a smile, he makes his way over to them. “Hey, guys.”

“Good morning,” Wanda greets. “You’re late.”

“And you’re wearing yesterday’s shirt,” Natasha adds.

Bucky frows and lets out an incredulous huff of a laugh. “What? You didn’t even see me yesterday.”

“Yeah, but you are very active on your Instagram story.” Natasha gives him a smug little smile as he sits down across from her.

“That,” he says with a pointed look in her direction, “is stalker behavior. And why am I being interrogated so early in the morning?”

“It’s after ten,” Wanda laughs.

Clint frowns at her. “That’s early.”

Bucky leans across the table to high five him. 

The girls roll their eyes, but say nothing for a moment as they all take a minute to look at the menu. Bucky knows what he wants, really. He’s been getting the blueberry waffles here since they first started coming.

Instead he looks around the bright, colorful space and lets the June sun fall on his face through the window and let’s himself think about last night, and this morning. He’s smiling into his hand before he knows it.

“Okay, Bucky,” Natasha interrupts his daydream. “Your grace period is over.”

“That was the grace period?”

Natasha doesn't respond. “Spill. I assume the date went well since you didn’t go home last night?”

And Bucky really isn’t good at being subtle. He can feel his lips straining to hold back a grin as soon as she asks.

“Oh my god,” Clint remarks. “He’s whipped.”

“Shut up,” Bucky says pointedly. “I am not whipped. But, um. Yeah. It went really well.”

His friend all just look at him with pointed stares like he’s not off the hook yet. Bucky lets out a long breath, and then gives in.

He tells them about how he had really only been going on the tinder date because his therapist said he needed to get out more, and also because the guy was gorgeous on his pictures, but how that had had nothing on him in real life. He told them that Steve was nice, and funny, and seemed genuinely interested in the world and in Bucky. They had gotten burritos for dinner and then gone for drinks and talked until the bar closed at 3 AM. Nothing had happened, he explained with a pointed look, but Steve’s place was much closer and Bucky was really tired so Steve had offered his place up.

“He’s a gentleman,” Bucky tells them. “He offered to sleep on the couch, for fuck’s sake.”

Wanda barks out a surprised, happy little laugh. Clint snorts.

“He didn’t though?” Natasha asks with a gracefully raised eyebrow.

Bucky feels himself blush, even though he knows its ridiculous. “No. I wanted to cuddle.”

Wanda laughs in earnest then, and the others join in with chuckles of their own. It’s not mean, though, not at all, and Bucky feels a laugh bubble out of his own throat at the joy he feels reverberate around the table.

“A glowing review, then?” Wanda asks, still grinning.

Bucky nods. His cheeks are warm.

“We’re happy for you, Bucky.”

--

This time, he’s almost thirty minutes late. The bell above the door still rings out in the same jingle, and Bucky still finds his friends at the same table in the back corner by the window.

He goes to them swiftly, still slightly out of breath from his power walk from the subway stop. “Hey,” he greets. “Sorry I’m late.”

Wanda rolls her eyes good-naturedly. “We’re used to it.”

Natasha checks her watch. “This is a pretty significant one, though. Have a good morning?”

Her voice is teasing and suggestive, and Bucky off-handledly gives he the finger. “Shut up.”

“That’s a yes,” she says, and Bucky wants to wipe that smug look right off her face.

Bucky still orders the blueberry waffles and a large coffee, and Clint still gets a giant strawberry milkshake. Wanda wants the fresh orange juice. The whole thing feels very familiar, like stepping into a timeless scene of unchanging comfort. Bucky basks in it.

But he’s also grinning again, thinking about Steve and how he had looked that morning, with sleepy eyes and messy golden hair, and how he had kissed Bucky goodbye with an easy, familiar ‘see you tonight’. 

Bucky hears his name suddenly, and looks up to find Natasha giving him an amused look.

“What?” he asks dumbly.

Her amused smile widens. “We were wondering if you’re free Friday. They’re playing that Scorcese movie at the Spectacle.”

“The mafia one?”

Natasha nods.

Bucky thinks for a moment. “I’ll have to see. It’s mine and Steve anniversary, but I’ll ask.”

“Not it’s not,” Wanda says quickly, and Bucky shoots her a questioning gaze. “You got together at my birthday party on the 16th, I remember.”

Bucky lets out an incredulous huff. “You guys know way too much about this relationship,” he comments. “But, yeah, sure, that’s when we made it official. But we just say the first Friday in June.”

The others nod. They must also be remembering the way Bucky came in almost a year ago, fifteen minutes late and in yesterday’s shirt.

“It’s still going well, then?” Wanda asks.

Bucky feels himself grin and blush before he’s even opened his mouth. “Yeah. Really well. I- He’s just wonderful.”

Natasha laughs. “Oh my god. Truly nothing has changed.”

“His weird haircut grew out,” Clint points out.

And before Bucky can protest that it was cute, Wanda chimes in. “But Bucky’s still sitting at brunch with a blush, giving a glowing review.”

Bucky’s blush deepens. He remembers all those months ago, when Steve had worried about what Bucky told his friends. He really needn’t have.

#i need to get myself under control because oh my god why are all of these 1k #that was not the intention skskks #anyway i hope you like it <33 #stucky #stucky ficlet #glowing review by maisie peters #also omg peep the goncharov plug #tortle writes

[kleenexwoman]

If Bucky Was Captain America Instead

Tony: Everything special about you came out of a bottle.

Bucky: Yeah, well, everything special about your dad went *into* a bottle.

Tony: that's not funny, my dad's alcoholism contributed to my traumatic childhood

Bucky: okay, I'm from the 40's, we either joked about this stuff like it was normal or never talked about it at all

Tony: oh no me too, I have never gone to a therapist that wasn't court-ordered. Anyway, my dad never showed me any affection or support and constantly made me feel inadequate in every possible way. And you were the ideal he constantly compared me to, so you can probably understand why I lashed out at you at first. That was entirely due to my own insecurities, and I'm sorry.

Bucky: I mean, I know, I read your profile.

Tony: Really? Natasha said she thought I was a narcissist.

Natasha: No, your dad was a narcissist. You've learned a lot of behavioral patterns from him, but also from reacting to him -- like hypervigiliance, a tendency toward all-or-nothing thinking when you're stressed, and intense outwards self-destructive acts in order to either seek or divert attention. I mostly just wanted to shock you into action. I honestly didn't think you'd internalize that.

Pepper: I was kind of counting on it, actually. My veneer of personal superiority over you really depends on you thinking that you can't possibly handle your own affairs without me. Your sense of irresponsibility is probably due to an undiagnosed executive function cluster disorder, with the guilt exacerbated by your parents and everyone around you assuming that you were being selfish or not living up to your potential, but nobody ever bothered to teach you any real coping strategies until Rhodey literally came along in college and helped you learn how to study.

Rhodey: I did that, yes. I feel at least partially responsible for your success in life because of that. Am I saying you owe me one, like how your continued contract with the United States military has helped my career with me as your liaison? I'm not NOT saying that.

Thor: wow, you humans are being very honest. Are you always like this? It's really inspiring, but somehow you all remind me of Loki when he's roasting someone. Even though you're all being very polite now.

Loki: THOR! I FIGURED OUT HOW TO WORK THIS STAFF! WE CAN DEFEAT THANOS AND GO HOME!

Bruce: wait, I want a breakthrough.

Clint: Oh yeah, man, try EMDR and beta-blockers. Worked wonders for my PTSD from all of the many, many traumatic things I've been through. I'm managing my clinical depression, and I have a farm with a wife and kids.

Natasha: I'm in the local Big Brothers Big Sisters program and thinking about fostering. There's more than one way to nurture young people. And this way, I can create an entire army of knife-wielding vigilantes who are loyal to me.

Bruce: so you two are already, y'know... Self-actualized?

Natasha: I mean, it's a process, but I'm feeling pretty good about where I am in it.

Clint: I can refer you, if you want. Dr. Emma Frost. She doesn't take co-pays or insurance, she just finds the person who she decides is responsible for the issues you talked about that session and telepathically persuades them to pay the bill.

Clint: Fury is going pretty broke from the whole thing.

Fury: I am not. That's my fun money for Mistress Diamond Bedazzla. She makes me put on a governess outfit and read her bedtime stories with swears in them.

Clint: yeah, she has fun with it.

#captain america #avengers fic #bucky barnes #tony stark #incorrect quotes #incorrect avengers

[quietlyimplode]

I was going to save this for if you were going to to Black Widow Fest this year, but can you write a deleted scene from “Leave Everything…” based on this line?

“I think I’m okay, but then little things will happen and I won’t be. It was bad that first month. I can’t even tell you what happened, Clint probably can.” -Natasha

@adorationamy <3 thanks - we will see if Black Widow Fest will go ahead this year, given everything, but I hope so. Would be willing to do another deleted scene. :)

leave everything but your bones behind

Deleted Scenes from that first month.

“Clint?”

His phone can’t hear anything except what he thinks is the television.

“She’s not talking again,” his quiet voice says with a tint of an echo.

“Where are you?”

Silence.

“In the bathroom.”

“Where’s Natasha?”

“She’s... She’s okay, I think. The television is on and she’s staring at it.”

“Clint?”

Tony pauses.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know why.”

He hears the frustration and tries again.

“Okay, just tell me what’s happened.”

The reaction is immediate.

“I don’t know! Okay? I should know and I don’t. I don’t know why she was talking and seemed better two days ago and today, nothing! I should know, I should know what’s triggered her, but I don’t, okay? I just don’t.”

If Tony wasn’t awake before, he is now.

He glances at the clock in the kitchen, thankful he had enough forethought to move away from Pepper.

“Okay, okay, calm down.”

He cringes.

That’s not that right thing to say.

Clint doesn’t answer.

Tony thanks his friend’s patience, in not hanging up on him at all.

“Umm, can you go and have a look at her? What is she doing?”

He hears Clint move and then the TV grows louder.

“She’s just on the couch. She’ll follow instructions, she’ll do what I ask, and respond in some way. It’s not seizures, it’s like she’s disconnected from the world.”

Tony thinks. He has no experience with this.

He knows what he likes though.

“I like it when Dummy talks to me,” he says quietly.

“When I don’t feel… well.”

Clint is quiet on the phone.

“I like for him to tell me some good things about the world. To know that it’s not all the hopeless thoughts in my head.”

“Maybe it would work for her? If you haven’t already? Maybe some good things will help bring her out of Whatever sunk her in there in the first place?”

He’s not even sure if Clint is listening.

Until.

“Hey Nat, I’m gonna sit next to you okay? Tony’s on the phone over there. He told me that when he gets… lost, he likes to hear things that are good.”

There’s not response but the television turns down.

“There’s an animal called the Oryx, it’s an antelope found in the Middle East, and it became extinct in the wild. This sounds like a sad story but I swear it’s not, because you see,8 before hunters were able to kill the last oryx, five were captured, and they slowly built up, and the oryx was being moved from "endangered" to "vulnerable" and was the very first animal to go from extinct to vulnerable.”

Clint pauses, maybe checking on her.

He must be encouraged because he continues.

Tony has no idea where he gets the facts from.

“Did you know there’s a dachshund museum in Passau, Germany? Maybe we can go next time we are in Germany.”

Still nothing, Tony thinks; as there’s a period of silence.

But, he thinks he hears some movement as Clint continues again.

“There’s been advances in immunotherapy, thanks to you, the mRNA and gene editing that Tony tried with you, will likely help others. The cell therapies they’re looking into are to make generic immunotherapy rather than patient specific ones.”

He pauses.

“Jace found some other widows. Tony has housed them in safe houses and provided access to trauma informed therapists if they want it.”

Tony wants to hang up.

He isn’t someone’s something good.

He doesn’t though, intrigued to see what happens next.

“Yeah, Nat, really.”

Her voice was so quiet he didn’t even hear it.

There’s a shuffling and the phone is moved from what Tony can hear.

“Hey, thanks.”

He knows that Clint can’t see him, but he nods anyway.

“Yeah,” he responds, slightly choked up.

“Get her to call me sometime okay?”

Clint laughs.

“Yeah okay, when things are better. I’ll call you though.”

Tony nods again.

“You better.”

Hanging up the phone, Clint turns his attention back to Natasha, who is watching him intently.

It’s better than the dead eyes she’d been giving him all day.

“You hungry?” he asks hopefully.

She doesn’t reply but stands with him to get to the kitchen.

“Tell me some more good things?” she asks quietly.

He smiles.

“Of course, Nat.”

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