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kilibaggins · 2 months
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Hello!! This is my first time requesting in any account, really, but is it possible if you could make a drabble of reader teaching Bucky modern technology, lots of fluff?
Press Right Here | Bucky Barnes
bucky barnes x reader
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A/N: EEEE i wrote this a little bit ago but haven't posted it yet because tbh I wasn't that proud of it but I don't think I'm ever gonna re-write ti so !! i do hope you enjoy it <3
Word Count: 314
"You just press right there." You say gently gesturing to the touch pad on the coffee machine. Bucky stares at it for a few seconds before looking back at you.
"Where?" He asks, his face scrunched up in confusion. You smile at him and point at the spot.
"Right there. It'll turn it on. Then the coffee will come out." You explain and you watch as his eyebrows scrunch further.
"But- There's no button there." He says.
"Oh, yeah, just tap on the flat surface there and it'll pick it up." You say, turning away and putting some dishes away. He turns back to it and tries to tap it just for it not to work.
"Y/N. I'm going to break it." Bucky snarks. You turn around and laugh softly. You gently tap the spot and suddenly the machine starts to spit out coffee right into his mug. He stares in awe. "How did you do that-"
"I just tapped where I showed you." You say, kissing his cheek.
"No, No, Cause I did the same thing and it didn't work." Bucky argues, pointing at the spot. You look at his hands.
"Bucky?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you use your metal hand?"
"… That matters?" He asks, looking at you in confusion. You laugh and kiss his nose softly. His face smooths out instantly and he smiles, chuckling softly. "You didn't say that."
"Well, yeah! It picks up the heat from your hand and if it's metal then… Yeah." You say, trying not to laugh more. He shakes his head at you and pulls you in close with an arm around your waist.
"You're unbelievable." He says, but he's got a big grin. He kisses you gently. "But that's okay."
"Yeah, yeah, just go enjoy your coffee." You say, gesturing to it and moving away. He looks over at the machine in amazement.
"IT'S DONE ALREADY???"
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pastelbunnelby · 2 years
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My Angel (Matthew Murdock X Fem!Reader)
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Request ~ Fem!reader x Matt Murdock. Our Matty has the flu and his senses are literally going crazy (+ the normal symptoms) so his girlfriend takes care of him. He is not a good patient and I think we all know that, but it ends with lots of fluff. Sorry if my english is not correct!
Summary ~ A text from Foggy lets you know Matt is sick.
Disclaimer ~ I do not own any Marvel characters.
Word Count ~ 1.5k
Warnings ~ sickness (nothing major) and soft!matt
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A/N ~ I hope you like this Anon! <3
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Leaning back against the kitchen counter you stared at the microwave, willing it to be done faster, the short thirty seconds seeming to take an hour as you watched the muffin spin around inside. Your stomach growled quietly as the beeping from the appliance echoed through the apartment only to be silenced by you opening the door. The muffin was warm in your hand as you quickly dropped it onto a plate next to your mug of coffee, the remains of the pot Matthew had made before leaving work now in your possession.
Quit hums left your mouth as you leaned forward on the counter and took a long sip of your coffee, the bitter taste of the drink making your nose scrunch for a moment before you followed it with a bite of your now warm muffin. You stared out the large set of windows along the wall as you quietly ate your breakfast, car horns and sirens sounding from the streets beyond the walls of the apartment you shared with your boyfriend.
The comfortable silence of the penthouse was broken by your phone buzzing harshly against the counter, the screen illuminating with the text it had just received. Taking one last bite of your muffin you reached over and grabbed your phone, brows knitting together when you saw Foggy’s name displayed across the screen along with his text.
“Matt is sick. Like sick sick. And he won't listen to me or Karen, think you can get him to go home and rest?”
A long sigh left your mouth as your typed back a quick reply letting your friend know that you were on your way to the office now.
You walked into the bedroom you shared with Matt and began gathering some clothes you could quickly throw on. You knew Matthew would likely be on edge since he was sick, so you opted for the softest clothing you could find— one of his old sweaters and a pair of leggings —in the hopes that the fabrics wouldn't feel too harsh against his skin.
You nearly tripped as you shoved your feet inside your sneakers, not bothering to undo the laces as you put them on and headed for the door where your coat was hanging. With your keys and phone now safely in the pocket of your coat, you locked the door behind you and headed towards Nelson & Murdock.
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Matthew had likely heard you approaching the office from a block away, you knew he heard you when you stopped at the coffee shop across the street from the office and ordered a dozen of your favorite muffins to take home. This didnt stop you from waiting patiently outside the frosted glass door after knocking on the wood, you watched the shadows behind the glass move and shift until a blonde figure came into view.
The door creaked as Karen pulled it open, “Thank God,” She sighed as you stepped inside the empty office.
“Where is he?” You looked around the space until your eyes settled on Matt’s office, the door was closed.
Foggy walked up beside you and gestured to his door, “in there, stubborn as always.”
You held out the box of muffins and offered them to Foggy, “Have a muffin.” You walked off towards your boyfriend's office while Karen and Foggy watched.
You didn't bother knocking on his door and instead gently pushed it open trying to be as quiet as possible, “Matty?” You whispered as you stepped through the door.
“Y/n? What are you doing here sweetheart?” Matthew looked up from where he was hunched over his desk, his glasses placed on top of a notebook, “Is everything okay?” He stood and walked towards you.
“Yes, don't worry about me,” You reassured him upon seeing the concern and confusion written across his face, “Foggy texted me, said you're sick.”
Matt shook his head, “‘M fine,” He said, his voice nasally as he sniffled quietly.
You sighed and stepped close to him, raising your hand and placing it on his forehead, “You’re burning up Matt,” You didn't miss the way he flinched back from your touch.
He stepped back and leaned on his desk, his eyes darting around the room, “I’ll be fine.”
His face was paler than it normally was, his were rimmed with darker circles than when you had seen him this morning. The small wire trash can next to his next was nearly overflowing with crumpled-up tissues.
“And so will Foggy and Karen if you take a day off, you're sick Matthew.” You crossed your arms over your chest and watched him wince at your voice. “One day Angel, that’s all I'm asking.” You were whispering now, trying your best not to overload his already over-stimulated senses as you stepped forward to stand directly in front of him, “One day to come home and get some rest.”
Matt’s hands found the hem of your sweater and began to rub along the fabric, “This is mine,” He mumbled, his voice giving away just how tired he was.
“Well, you weren't there to stop me from wearing it so it's mine now.” You grabbed onto his hand and pulled him off the desk.
“Fine.” He conceded which earned a smile from you.
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It took Matthew all of five minutes after you two walked into your apartment to strip out of his suit and crawl into bed in nothing but his boxers. To your surprise you didn't have to force him to lay down while you made him a bowl of soup, something light just so you knew he would at least get something in his stomach before sleeping the day away.
You carried a mug of hot tea with honey into the bedroom along with the bowl of soup and set them down on the nightstand along, the small bottle of cold medicine was tucked under your arm and fell to the floor as it slipped from your grasp, Matthew flinching aggressively when the bottle hit the floor.
“Sorry, too loud?” You knelt next to the bed and frowned when he nodded, “Sit up for me okay? I brought you some medicine and something to eat.”
Matthew’s eyes were screwed shut as he hauled himself up to sit, his hand held out for the medicine that you carefully placed there, the orange pills rolling around in his palm, “Thank you,” He opened his eyes and turned his face to you.
“Do you want me to stay in here with you?” The last thing you wanted was to crawl into bed with Matt if it was going to bother him, you knew his senses were out of wack right now and even you gently touching him could be excruciatingly painful for him. He had explained to you once that sometimes everything just felt too sharp, too harsh against his skin, just like sometimes everything was too loud for him.
“Please?” He almost pleaded with you as he took a small bite of the soup, his free hand reaching for your own, “Can I hold you?”
You would have to be heartless to deny Matthew what he wanted when he looked at you with his big brown eyes, eyes that always got him what he wanted from you and he knew it, not that you would ever complain about it.
“Eat a little more soup for me first m’kay?” You pulled the tight leggings off before laying down beside Matthew in the bed, the heat radiating off of him immediately making you wish you weren't wearing a sweater.
He didn't eat much, a few spoons full before he turned to you and climbed on top of you resting his head against your chest, his arms wrapping around the back of your shoulders as a content hum left his lips, “Smell like me.” His voice was muffled by the sweater.
“Do I?” You gently worked your fingers through his hand, your nails moving along his scalp which earned a low groan from him, “How are you feeling?”
“Bad. Too hot.”
“You have a fever, try and get some sleep, Angel, it'll help.” You looked down at his head resting on your chest, his face turned to the side and his eyes were closed.
“Stay with me?” He was the one whispering now.
“I’ll be here until you make me move,” You promised.
His breathing was even and you knew he was listening to your heartbeat, he had told you once that he listened to it when he was nervous or scared because it would comfort him. He said he could always pick out your heartbeat, he could distinguish it from a hundred other people if he had to.
You knew when he finally fell asleep, his jaw would unclench and his breath became more shallow, his grip on your sides never loosened though. You continued to comb your fingers through his dark hair even after he had fallen asleep, only stopping when your own eyes grew heavy.
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ynscrazylife · 2 years
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The Things I do for Love (Kate Bishop x Reader)
Request: “hi! could i make a kate x reader request where reader have to take care of lucky but lost the dog (maybe she leaves the door open?) and kate find out and freaks out but they find lucky very fluffy” by Anon
Summary: Y/N accidentally loses Lucky.
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“I have a favor to ask you.”
“Ooh! Wait, lemme get my book.”
“Your boo—huh?”
“I keep track of all the favors you ask of me so I can cash them in one day.”
The pause of silence tells Y/N that Kate is rolling her eyes.
“You don’t have a book.”
“Yes, I do, actually,” she says, and shuffling can be heard as Y/N opens her real book.
“Oh, my god.”
“Let’s see here,” Y/N pauses to flip to a new page, leaning over and grabbing a pen to scrawl out the date. “Okay! What’s the favor, dear?”
Kate scoffs, but smiles at the term of endearment regardless. “I need you to watch Lucky.”
A pause.
“You do know I’m allergic to dogs, right? Do you have a desire to kill me, your girlfriend?!”
“You’re so dramatic.”
“It’s life-threatening!”
“Take your medicine. You’ll be fine. Besides, I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t really need you. Clint got tipped off about these evil dudes and he needs me. He actually said that. He never says that!”
Y/N sighs. “Can’t Jack watch him?”
“Out of town.”
The sigh turns into the groan. “Fine. When do you need me?”
“Uh, in like 15 minutes?”
“Oh my god, Kate. Man, the things I do for love.”
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“Achoo!”
“You faked that, right? C’mon, you faked that,” Kate said, crossing her arms as she raised an eyebrow at her girlfriend, who was standing in front of her now-open door.
Y/N’s sly grin gave it away. “I couldn’t help it,” she said cheekily, giving Kate a peck on the lips as she waltzed her way into the apartment.
Lucky immediately ran up to her, and while Y/N instinctively leaned back to protect her allergies, she pet him regardless.
“Well, you two kids have fun. I gotta run — oh, hey, that rhymes!” Kate said, jogging over to the couch to grab her bow and arrows. As she passed her girlfriend, she wrapped her arm around Y/N’s waist, pulling her into a quick hug.
“I won’t be long!” Kate called as she headed towards the door.
Laughing because she knew that couldn’t be true, Y/N continued to pet Lucky. “Alright, love you!” She called back.
“Love you too!” Was the last thing Y/N heard before the door shut and locked behind the archer.
“Okay, Lucks, it’s just you and me,” Y/N murmured to the dog, who was wagging his tail happily. Y/N knelt on the ground, avoiding Lucky’s licks while playing with his floppy ears.
“You know, I wonder why Kate can’t just leave you alone—” she said, cutting herself off as she watched Lucky suddenly bolt, skidding to a halt at an empty pizza box, where he began pawing at it and gnawing at it — barking, too. “—Oh.”
“Lucky!” She whined, quickly following the dog and gently pulling him back from the box. He immediately turned around and, with a lot of energy, pushed Y/N down so she was on her back. He practically had a smile on his face as he licked her all over her face excitedly.
“Oh, no. Oh, lord,” Y/N said, trying in vain to get away from his licks while simultaneously grunting from his paws pounding into her chest and torso.
Her loud, uncontrollable sneeze became the thing to scare him off. Y/N took a deep breath, feeling the weight being lifted off of herself. “Wonderful. It’s started,” she muttered.
Deciding to rest on the floor for a couple minutes, she drifted out of the “zone” she had fallen into when she heard Lucky whimper. Looking over, she watched him scamper over to the door and paw at it relentlessly.
Sneezing again, Y/N picked some dog fur that he had shed from her shirt. “Alright, just gimme a sec,” she said, pulling herself up and to her feet. She grabbed the allergy medicine from her bag and then got a glass of water from the kitchen. Placing the pills on her tongue, she swallowed it with the water and cleaned up before grabbing Lucky’s leash.
Once she had it hooked to his collar, she grabbed her purse and opened the door. Once they were out, he practically yanked her in the direction of the elevator, giving Y/N little time to actually make sure the door was locked. Hiding a sigh, she thought to herself about how lucky Kate was — she was punny, wasn’t she? — and how she couldn’t wait to use this as an excuse to keep Kate from going on her nightly patrols.
About ten minutes into their walk and it was going alright. Lucky had stopped to pee once, thankfully for Y/N hadn’t gone number two, but he did pause at every little thing to sniff at it. And when he saw a dog? Well, the smaller ones he was just happy to see, but he barked at a bigger one. The only real snag was when his leash and another dog’s leash got tangled, and Y/N and the other person choreographed a strange dance to untangle them. She apologized profoundly and continued on.
But then — the universe decided to be a bitch. At the precise moment that Lucky saw a squirrel slinking around a tree, Y/N had to sneeze. In hindsight, he was too excited, and she was too distracted. Barking, he broke off in a run, tugging at the leash, catching Y/N off guard as she paused to turn and cover her sneeze. She lost her grip on the leash and Lucky was granted his freedom, darting after the squirrel. The squirrel — who had been minding his own business with a couple acorns stuffed in his mouth — saw Lucky and ran.
With it all happening so fast, it took Y/N a moment to realize that the leash was no longer in her hand and the golden blob she saw was the dog she was supposed to be walking. Her eyes widening, she broke off into a run, calling Lucky’s name and praying for him to stop.
Alas, he didn’t. Y/N did her best to keep eyes on him while avoiding the strangers going about their own days, but it wasn’t easy. She knocked into multiple people and ignored the rude comments that were thrown her way.
It wasn’t until she full-on collied with someone that she was literally knocked off her path. Having just gone from seeing ahead of herself to now looking at the pavement, her head whirled as dizziness passed over her. The sound of the person hastily apologizing and going about their day was muffled in her ears. By the time the dizziness passed and Y/N got her bearings, she looked up to see Lucky nowhere.
Which promptly sent her down another spiral.
Not even realizing that her flesh peeled with scrapes and blood, Y/N stumbled to her feet and set off in the last direction she had seen him. She called his name at the top of her lungs, the repeating words coming out as strangled cries. People gave her odd looks as they passed, but she paid them no mind. Nothing else concerned her but finding this dog, as she recalled how distraught Kate would be if Lucky was lost. She couldn’t bare to see her girlfriend sad and knowing that it was her fault? Nausea hiked up her throat at the image.
She searched for a good thirty minutes until she figured she should head back to Kate’s apartment. After-all, what if he got bored of the squirrel and came back there? He may be a pizza dog but he was smart . . . Kind of. Upon her arrival, she brushed away the doorman’s concern and plopped herself in a seat in the lobby. She didn’t know how long she sat there, staring out the windows with a sliver of hope, until the doorman told her that her phone was ringing.
Scrambling to retrieve it, she almost considered hanging up when she saw Kate was calling. But, knowing that that wasn’t an option, she picked up the phone. “H-hello?” She said.
Kate, oblivious to the nervous stutter, greeted her with: “Hey! The mission ended up being a lot quicker than we expected. I’m heading back home now, I hope you guys had fun!”
That was it. Hearing the brunette’s cherry voice and knowing that her happiness was soon to be crushed, Y/N broke down in sobs. She struggled to breath through it, and that resulted in half-tears, half-wheezes.
“Y/N? Y/N, what’s wrong?” Kate said, her tone immediately changing. Picking up the worry only made Y/N cry harder, and on the other side of the phone Kate did her best to remain patient. She waited it out with Y/N until she was able to form coherent words and sentences.
“I’m — so — sorry! I — didn’t — mean to! I-I lost Lucky. I sneezed and he saw a squirrel and ran and I lost my grip and I ran after him but I couldn’t find him so I came back to see if he came back but he didn’t and—and—” she gasped.
The brief pause of silence felt like a knife stabbing her. In those 15 seconds, Y/N’s fears practically exploded. She curled in on herself, turning away from the doorman, seeking the tiniest bit of privacy. (Thankfully, he had enough tact to pretend that he was busy.)
“Oh-okay. It’s not your fault, Y/N. I’ll find him. Just stay there in case he comes back, like you said,” Kate’s voice finally came after what felt like an agonizing eternity. Her words were slow, still recovering from the shock of the news.
Y/N couldn’t explain why, but now she just felt worse. She wasn’t sure what she expected Kate to say, and figured that any reaction would have resulted in the guilt weighing on her like it did now. “Alright. Alright. I love you. I’m sorry.”
Kate returned the “I love you”, but it was clear that she wasn’t paying too much attention. Y/N let her hang up and still kept the phone pressed to her ear, even when she heard the dial tone.
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When she heard Lucky’s barks 20 minutes later, Y/N nearly fell off her seat. Her head whipped up, a grin breaking out as she allowed the dog to run at her and jump on her, covering her face with slobbery licks. She sneezed a couple times from it, but didn’t mind at all.
“I’m so happy you found him,” she said, tears springing into her eyes. She looked up to see Kate, standing in front of her a little disheveled but otherwise fine, wearing a huge grin. Y/N opened her mouth to continue her seemingly endless apologies, but was interrupted.
“Before you say anything, it’s fine. Really. I know you didn’t mean to lose him,” Kate said, cupping Y/N’s chin and tilting her head up so she could give her girlfriend a much-needed kiss.
Pulling back, Kate — for the first time — took in Y/N’s appearance. Her eyes widened when she saw the cuts and dried blood and she knelt down in front of Y/N. “Babe, what happened?!”
Following Kate’s gaze, Y/N blinked in surprise when she saw her hands and torn knees. “Oh. I guess it must have happened when I fell. Someone bumped into me when I was running after Lucky — Or I bumped into them,” she said, doing her best to recall the event.
“You poor thing,” Kate murmured, peppermint kisses on all of the cuts. Y/N’s face heated up with blushes. “The two of you have had a long day, huh?” She paused to scratch Lucky behind his ear. “Let’s get you guys upstairs.”
Feeling calm now, Y/N stood up and walked alongside Kate and Lucky to the elevators. Within minutes, they were inside Kate’s apartment. Kate unhooked the leash from Lucky’s dollar and urged Y/N to go relax, which she latter had no problem doing. She sat down on the couch, watching her girlfriend retrieve a mini first aid kit from her bathroom’s cabinet.
“I don’t think this is necessary,” Y/N commented through a giggle as Kate sat down next to her and pulled out alcohol wipes and bandaids.
“Nonsense, it could get infected,” Kate argued cheekily, smirking as she rubbed Y/N’s cuts with the wipes and then slapped bandaids over them. “There we go. All better.”
Thanking Kate, Y/N let herself lean back against the pillows. “Once again, I’m sorry,” she apologized, her eyes drifting over to where Lucky was playing with a toy on the floor. As if he could understand them, he stopped and climbed onto the couch, making himself comfortable behind Y/N’s head. Y/N hesitated for a moment before she leaned her head against Lucky’s fur, allowing herself to relax.
“Once again, it’s fine,” Kate replied, a little mockingly but all in good fun. She pat Y/N’s knee as they shared a smile.
“How was the mission?” Y/N asked, sniffing a bit from the allergies.
“It was easy, but fun. It was nice to kick some guys’ butts again,” Kate answered, recalling her fights with a proud smile. Hearing Y/N sniffle, she pouted, scooting closer to her girlfriend. “Did you take your allergy medicine?”
“Earlier I did, yeah. It’s okay, Kate. My allergies will get used to him,” Y/N said nonchalantly.
Kate hummed in slight disagreement but decided not to press the matter. “Thank you for taking care of him today,” she said.
Y/N furrowed her eyebrows. “But I—”
“Thank you. What you said before — about the things you do for love — it was right. You’re amazing,” Kate interrupted, leaning forward to kiss Y/N (partly doing so before she could argue).
Smiling, Y/N kissed back, cupping Kate’s cheek in her hand and enjoying the peacefulness and the happiness that radiated endlessly between them.
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statticscribbles · 2 years
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Unfinished 4: X-Men
Summary: Kurt/Reader; Kurt helps reader adjust to the new school
 “We heard you deal in mutants.” Charles opens the door to see three figures; two keeping hold of the younger one.
“Yes we do; come in.” He offers, moving farther into his house; the woman moves first; the girl shuffles forward when her father shoves her as he steps inside.
“What exactly is the trouble?”
“How much?”
“Oh to go to school it’s free..”
“No how much will you take her off our hands for…”
“Your hands? Sir, I think you misunderstand…” The man doesn’t flinch, simply tugging the girl's hood down to reveal her skin a faint shimmering gray.
“She’s always been-” he waves his hand and swallows “- but that skin colour is only freaky and then she started doing that power thing after she saw those mutants on the television.” Charles nods as the father explains; the girl doesn’t look at him but he’s having trouble getting inside of her head. 
“Professor; oh sorry.” Kurt hesitates and Charles grins.
“No it’s alright Kurt; could you take her up to one of the spare rooms until we find somewhere to let her stay.” Charles grits his teeth when he can see the mother reaching into her purse to pull out a cheque book.
“Of course; come with-” Kurt doesn’t finish; the girl looks up and suddenly her skin seems to tint dark blue and she grows a tail; she mimics how Kurt looks.
“Teleportation; but only places you’ve been.” She grins smiling with fanged teeth. The tail slashes through the air and she spins trying to grab it to still it.
“See she’s dangerous; can you imagine her seeing one like that in public; her ability to hide is nonexistent.”
“Kurt; thank you.”  Charles seems strained and the girl frowns before Kurt takes her arm and vanishes; reappearing in the hallway.
“This way.”
“Thank you; I’m sorry about my parents.”
“Oh they’re not so bad.”
“They uh; tried; well nevermind….”
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Can I ask for a Loki x stark reader? She’s adopted by Tony as a child when he discovered her living in a cage with a traveling freak show. Turned out she’s a light elf that was kidnapped and abandoned on earth. But now she’s a young adult. Loki joins the team after asgard was destroyed. When he shows up there’s a strong pull between the two of them and they realize it’s their souls calling out for each other. Realizing they’re soulmates, they don’t let anyone get in the way of starting a relationship
Note: Reader powers: form light balls, mild healing but nothing too big, teleport, telepathic like Loki’s but yellow
Hope y’all enjoy! I’ll hopefully be posting a Steve fic later today for his birthday!
Calling Out To You
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Warnings: fluff, slight angst for reader’s background
Tony was your dad. You guys looked nothing alike, but he had saved you as a child and watched you grow up, even adopted you when you were 15. That was all before Iron Man or the Avengers even became a thing.
Tony had found you when he was still in the height of his playboy phase. He was at a carnival, and had found some pretty blonde that he wanted to do the deed with. He took her to what looked like a secluded area of the tent. When they got through, he saw a sight that broke his soul. You, a little girl, we’re trapped in a cage. The woman he was with took off, but Tony stayed there for a second. He looked around and went up to you, “hey, I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m Tony, what’s your name?” “I, I’m Y/N, please, help me.” The look of absolute worry and fear on your face really made the billionaire angry and sad. Tony immediately helped you out of the cage and took you to his house. Tony was in no way shape or form father material, but he did his best. He wasn’t freaked out by your powers, and actually helped you learn to control them, but also hide them from people you didn’t trust, to make sure someone else didn’t kidnap you again and use your powers for their gain.
Tony wasn’t the best father, but he did change to be a better one, but he was trying, and you loved him and he loved you. You guys easily bonded over your shared love of everything mechanics. You quickly learned from Tony, and became his partner in the lab. When you were younger it was just handing him the right screwdriver but as you got older it became bigger stuff like building entire designs and helping him test products. That’s why it struck you so hard when he was kidnapped by the Ten Rings on your 20th birthday. You worked endlessly with the police and anyone who could possibly help.
Those 3 months were the worst. It felt worse than growing up stuck in the cage at the freak show. You threw yourself into work, trying to design something that could help you find your dad. After many sleepless nights, he burst through into the house in the iron man armor and you broke down crying. You ran and hugged him, being overjoyed that he was alive. You helped him figure out the results, such as getting rid of the weapons stark industries used to make. You had always hated that, but Tony always changed the subject when you brought it up.
*time skip to 2012*
During the events of the attack on New York, you had been out in third world countries helping with the damages previously done by Stark weapons. You had wanted to be home to help with the attack but you didn’t think you could teleport that far without being seriously drained. You hadn’t used them in a very long time. You had resorted to watching it online via your laptop. When you saw your dad lying in his suit, you thought he had died. You summoned all your power and tried to teleport there. You ended up making it, but somehow landed in your bedroom.
Steve and Nat had brought Tony up to the tower for him to rest. They had a fun time meeting you and seeing just how snarky and alike you were to the other stark. After some corralling, you were able to get Tony to rest. After that, Tony’s panic attacks and paranoia skyrocketed again. You and Pepper were able to help him after the kidnapping, and it was time for you to do it again. You moved back into the tower against Tony telling you it was unnecessary. Once again you helped Tony out in the lab, and it was super fun.
*another time skip to when Asgard was destroyed*
Asgard had been by some fire monster thing, and so Thor was permanently moving into the tower. Everyone was excited for the move in day for Thor, Bruce had been back for a week but Thor had finally finished getting the citizens all settled.
Everyone was standing outside waiting for Thor to arrive. Suddenly some green missy appeared and everyone went into protective mode. The Avengers knew you but they didn’t know about your powers, only Tony and Pepper did. “Kid that’s not you is it?” Tony asks, the team looked slightly confused, “nope, mines yellow, never been green, but you know who’s is…” “what would Loki be doing here!?” Steve still was focusing on the comment about your powers. “Wait, you have powers?” You nodded, and explained quickly, no one turning away from the midst. The team all accepted your powers, and you felt a weight lifted off your shoulders.
That’s when Thor appeared alongside his brother. “Friends!!” Thor boomed, Loki just looked annoyed. “Hey Thor! Nice to see ya again!” You ran up and gave Thor a hug which he happily returned. “You are a light elf,” Loki said half questioning, half stating. “I’m a what now?” “Yes,” Thor confirmed, “you did not know?” you shook your head, “ummm, no I didn’t!” You turned to your father, “don’t look at me, I just found you in a cage and took you in.” “Well, I guess it explains the powers and such,” you had adapted to roll with the punches of the ever changing world so you weren’t too fazed by this news.
“Right, back to the elephant in the room, what is reindeer games doing here.” Loki rolled his eyes at the nickname, you could tell he didn’t like it. “Dad,” you scolded slightly. “My brother is here to join us!” Thor announced. “Surprise,” Loki sarcastically added. Your dad looked angry. “What? No, no way.” “Look, it’s either he joins the team or Fury locks him away,” Thor explained the situation. “Well then, we have our answer, where’s Fury so we can turn him over?” You felt some protective urge come over you at your father’s words, wanting to protect Loki for some reason. “We are not sending him to live his life stuck in a cage dad! I know what that life is like, and I’m not letting you or anyone on this team subject Loki to that.” You were sticking your foot down. Tony and the rest of the team looked slightly taken back at your confidence and choice.
“Kid, you do remember what he did right? He threw me out a window for god’s sake!” You stayed firm, “one, Thor told us he was brainwashed, two, we’ve all wanted to throw you out a window at some point.” The team laughed at your second comment and agreed. “Still, we can’t trust him!” Some of the team murmured their agreement. “Alright, you want to do this, fine, we can play this way. Loki was brainwashed, and he deserves a second chance like everyone does. Steve, we gave Bucky a second chance after he was brainwashed, why shouldn’t we extend the same to Loki, Nat, you got a second chance after the red room, Clint you and I did after the circus. And dad, you got a second chance after the weapons that stark industries used to sell. We all deserve a second chance, we’re a group of people on their second, even third chances, a group of misfits, I think we can find room for one more.”
The team was stunned, but after listening to your words they understood your point, and most of the team wanted Loki on the team, all but Tony of course. He was outvoted and Steve welcomed him to the team with a handshake. Everyone went inside, you lagging behind with Loki. “Thank you…” “Y/N,” you supplied. “It is very nice to meet you lady Y/N.” He leaned down and kissed your hand, a strange feeling filling both of you. A strange glow started on both of your chests where your hearts were. The team all turned around and saw this. Only the two gods knew what it was, the rest of you were kinda freaking out. You were stunned to shock, Tony was scared Loki did something, the rest of the team were also worried something was wrong. Thor quickly assured them it was the opposite and held them back.
“Oh, my,” Loki stated in shock. “What, what is happening?” You found your voice. “Come darling, I will explain, you might need to sit down, I assure you it it nothing deadly. You allowed him to lead you to the living room, the rest of the team coming with you. You all sat down, Loki and your chests still glowing. “Look dad, I’m like you,” you joked. Tony was not in the mood for jokes though, he was worried about his little baby girl. “Explain. Now.” Tony demanded of Loki and Thor. “What did you do to my little girl.” He accused Loki. “Dad, I’m 25,” you reminded him, “but I am curious, what is with this?”
“Well, it’s still rare on Asgard, but it does happen, it’s called soulmates.” The team was in even more shock, including you. “Soulmates?!?” You asked, making sure you heard right. “Yes, it is said that love is put into each being, and two connect together, when they meet the love in their hearts glow from becoming whole again,” Thor supplied. Loki was watching you for your reaction, scared you wouldn’t want him as a soulmate. “So what does this mean, is Y/N like a princess now or something?” Steve asked. “That’s up to her and Loki,” Thor answered, “some soulmates reject each other and they move on with their lives, but usually, they begin a courtship just to learn more about each other and see if they work as a pair.” Tony was slightly furious, “she is NOT dating that, that villain, I refuse to allow it!” “That is for them to decide Tony, they are grown adults,” Nat tried to calm him.
“I guess we should chat, huh?” You asked your soulmate. “I suppose we should my lady,” you led him to your room to talk. “So, soulmates huh? Pretty cool right?” You started, it was pretty awkward. “Yes, I suppose it is. Look, I understand if you do not want me as a soulmate, I’m a monster.” You cut him off, cupping your hand on his cheek, “Loki, I’m honored to have you as my soulmate, you are not a monster in any way, and if you’d like it, I’d love to start a courtship with you.” Loki brought you in for a hug, something he’d rarely ever done. “I’d really like that, and I won’t let anyone get in the way.” He was obviously referencing both your fathers. “Neither will I, especially not my father, don’t worry about him.”
You both sat in the hug for a little, before you spoke up again, “is this why when you got here I felt a strong pull to you and a need to protect you?” Loki nodded, “most likely my dear, I also felt the pull but brushed it off as being from the magical similarities.” You nodded, “this is much better.”
After walking back out to the living room, you saw the team waiting anxiously, “well…” Nat asked suggestively. “We’ve decided to try a courtship, and see where it goes, and we will not be letting anyone get in the way,” you directed the last part towards your dad. Tony then walked towards you both, you were scared of what he was going to do. “You may be a god, but you hurt her, in any way, I’ll kill you with no regrets. She’s already been hurt enough.” You sighed in relief, it was a normal dad threat. “I promise on my life, I’d never hurt her.” A slight blush rose to your cheeks as Thor came over. He gave you both a tight hug, one which Loki was not too pleased to receive.
After that day you and Loki were inseparable. You were always learning more and more about each other. The first date you went on was to a fancy restaurant Loki had picked out. When the press caught you guys and tried to make it a big deal, you stopped them, you weren’t about to let the press or anyone else stop your relationship. You were soulmates, and you’d always be there for each other.
Taglist: @peaches1958 , @glxwingrxse
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chyckles · 10 months
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Requests & Characters I write for
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I DON'T WRITE SMUT BY REQUEST, only whenever I feel like it. Sorry.
I can write love triangles, but not polyamory because I don't know almost anything about it and don't want to mess it up. Maybe in the future. The only exceptions are Steven Grant and Marc Spector, they're the only ones that I can make the reader date at the same time.
I DON'T WRITE INCEST, PEDOPHILIA OR ANY SICK THING LIKE THAT. If the character is underage, the reader will also be underage, and they will behave like underage people. I can write age gaps if the characters are both adults.
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Characters I write for:
I will add new characters of other fandoms in the future. These are just temporary. My favorites are in bold.
Marvel
Bucky Barnes
Carol Danvers
Kate Bishop
Loki
Marc Spector
Natasha Romanoff
Peter Parker (Tobey, Andrew and Tom)
Sam Wilson
Steve Rogers
Steven Grant
Thor
Stephen Strange
Wanda Maximoff
Yelena Belova
Harry Potter
Bill Weasley
Charlie Weasley
Cho Chang
Draco Malfoy
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Ginny Weasley
Harry Potter
Hermione Granger
James Potter
Luna Lovegood
Neville Longbottom
Nymphadora Tonks
Remus Lupin
Ron Weasley
Sirius Black
Game of Thrones
Arya Stark
Daenerys Targaryen
Cersei Lannister
Jaime Lannister
Jon Snow
Robb Stark
Sandor Clegane
Sansa Stark
Tyrion Lannister
Supernatural
Castiel
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
The walking dead
Carl Grimes
Carol Peletier
Daryl Dixon
Glenn Rhee
Maggie Greene
Negan Smith
Rick Grimes
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technowoah · 2 years
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Can you do prompt 18 with Peter parker :')? If you don't want to, it's totally okay! :D and if you do, please take your time:>
Drink water and eat, most importantly sleep>:( 🍱🧋
18) "You're mine, I know it's cliché but..."
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Peter is a dork, but he's your dork.
- gen!neutral reader!
- requested!
- not specific peter requested, so either Toby, Andrew or Tom it's up to you.
An// I just got my wisdom teeth pulled and Im in the writing mood. Its short but sweet and I hope you enjoy!
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Peter used to surprised you alot. From his talents, his smartness, and from him telling you that he is spiderman.
Ever since then nothing surprised you. Even aliens existing, the avengers, the fact that a man named Dr Strange lives down the street from you. Yeah, done it all before, seen it all before.
You were doing work on your bed while Peter tried to figure out how to climb up to your apartment window with a bouquet of flowers.
Peter loved you and he showed it often. Coming to your apartment late at night with food when he knew you hadn't ate that night. Inviting you on daily swings around the city to "show a new perspective of New York" and "Its so much better than the subway". He even got you small engraved necklace with your initials and date when you two got together.
Gift giving is one of his love languages and thats why hes debating wether to go upstairs and enter the door like a normal person or scale up the side of the building in a grand gesture.
Peter finally decided to web the flowers to his back and scale up the wall. He narrowly missed the windows of the apartment trying not scare the people living in there. Peter finally made it to your window. Webbed a string that he can hang upside down from and tapped your window softly.
"Psst!"
You shot your head up to see your boyfriend hanging upside-down in his spiderman suit, with no mask too.
You rushed over to the window and opened it. "Peter?! You can get caught!" You whisper shouted him, but he still had this grin on his face.
"It dosent matter. Why are you whispering?" He chuckled.
"I told you I didn't want you to get caught dumbass." You chuckled as well. "Are you gonna come in?"
"Nah. I like the theatrics." Peter smiled. "These are for you!" He reached back and brought out a bouquet of roses, probably from a small street shop.
"These are beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as-"
"Me?" You interrupted him.
"Yeah." He said and leaned in to kiss you. His nose touched your chin and you chuckled at that.
"I always wanted to do that." He confessed. "You're mine, I know it's cliché but..." You interrupted him by kissing him again, biting his bottom lip and dropping the flowers using both of your hands to grab his face. He had one of his hands on your face deepening the kiss.
It was all going good until he let go of the web to grab your other cheek and ended up falling onto the fire escape with a loud *BANG*
"Are you alright?!" You asked in a hurried tone as he groaned in pain.
He laid starfish style on the cold dusty metal. "Yeah." He groaned while giving a weak thumbs up.
You laughed before reaching out your window to help the fallen superhero into your room. After all this time, somehow he still surprises you.
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About Me
I'm 19, desi, and a university student writing and reading fanfics for fun. I love reading books and watching movies. My favorites are MARVEL, Top Gun, Danny Ramirez, and Novels. I always wanted to write and put out my work for people to read and enjoy, so, I hope you like it <3
Requests are open! Keep ‘em coming 😏❤
Are My Requests Open? Yes! You can send me requests about the characters mentioned below :)
Who do I write for? I write for the mentioned MARVEL cinematic Universe and Top Gun Universe characters
MARVEL Joaquin Torres Bucky Barnes Peter Parker Steve Rogers Kate Bishop Shang Chi Yelena Belova Tony Stark Top Gun Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw Jake "Hangman" Seresin Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia Natasha "Phoenix" Trace Nick "Goose" Bradshaw Pete "Maverick" Mitchelle Reuben "Payback" Fitch Javy "Coyote" Machado
What do I write? I write from the POV of Y/N, any other character from the same universe or an original character requested. I write fluff, angst, and fics containing canon-level violence. Smut writing is still new to me, but you can send me requests.
Warnings Posts with 18+ content (violence, smut, etc.)will be marked with * so minors DNI with them!
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little-diable · 1 year
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I don't know if you do this sort of thing, but I was wondering if you could do a Bucky Barnes x reader where she is from the 1970s and appears in Avengers tower from a Queen concert.
Thank you
(Sorry if that was too specific.)
Hi you! I’m not really writing Bucky fics at the moment, but as soon as I get back to them, I can pick this up!
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Hey a quick heads up for anyone who sends in Black Panther requests that have to do with Wakanda Forever I will start doing those on Friday because I want to give everyone at least a week to see the movie now if the request doesn't necessarily spoil anything huge for the movie like something that happened in the trailer or a sneak peek scene that's been out for months or just something small I will do requests like that right away
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kimberl1y15 · 2 years
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Hii can you guys write more Jessica Jones one shors and imagines??
I‘m so obsessed with her, I would literally sell my boobs to read new stories!!!
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ynscrazylife · 2 years
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Hello! How are you? I was hoping you would be able to write a wanda hurt/comfort imagine, maybe y/n gets hurt and wanda uses her magic to help or something? Thanks! Have a great day <3
Wanda Maximoff Hurt/Comfort
When Wanda hears that you’re hurt (either from Steve or Natasha, probably), she immediately drops what she’s doing and rushes to your side.
It turns out that you sustained an injury during training when Sam’s shield accidentally hit you. If you weren’t hurt, Wanda would direct all her fury at Sam (who was doing his best, we love Sam). But you’re the only thing on her mind, ensuring that you’re alright. She doesn’t want to possibly hurt you more, so she uses her magic to lift you up and bring you to medical.
At the very least, her magic distracts you from your pain. You’re now too preoccupied by the way that you’re floating among red wisps. When you get to medical, Dr. Cho is waiting for you. Wanda refuses to leave and you’re happy to have her by your side, squeezing her hand while Dr. Cho does her examination.
She determines that you have some trauma to your hip/waist that will require rest from where the shield hit and a sprained ankle from the fall. Wanda is noting down everything Dr. Cho says and is determined to make sure you recover well. Dr. Cho agrees to let you go, as long as you remain on bed rest. Wanda once again carries you with her magic, making you feel better.
But her magic isn’t the only thing she comforts you with. After helping you get into bed, she turns on your favorite sitcom (we all know how much Wanda loves sitcoms!) and cuddles you. She only leaves your side to grab food, medicine, and whatever else you may need.
Wanda is great throughout your recovery, doing “magic tricks” (and forcing Loki to do the same) to entertain you. You’re very grateful to have her as she’s always like sunshine. The best person to comforting you when you’re hurt.
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statticscribbles · 2 years
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Coffee
Summary: Bucky Barnes/Reader, Reader works in a coffee shop and tries to hide her powers
 You smile at the man as he comes back to the counter.
“Can I get a black coffee with two sugars?”
“Of course, your name?”
“Uhh, James..” He furrows his brow.
“It’s so I can call it out when it’s ready, helps us keep track when it’s busy..” You smile again and he nods and sits at the usual chair in the corner. You made a point of moving the chair over before he gets there. You don’t tell him. You peek from behind the counter. Sarah smiles at you and bumps your hip as she walks by.
“His coffee is up, go on, you got his name and everything..”
“James.” He stands up and rushes over.
“Yes?” You smile warmly
“Your coffee.” He laughs a little fast and nods, taking it from the counter. You can hear the gentle hum of your powers in the back of your head and you brush your hand against his letting them rush over him. He smiles retreating back to his- the chair. Sarah laughs at you as you spend the rest of the day stealing glances at James. When he leaves as you start to close up he waves goodbye and vanishes into the street.
“So, you know his name, are we going to wear nametags now?”
“Shut up, I was thinking about it but you know how many creeps there are out there.” When you walk into the shop next morning Sarah hands you a new nametag, the shops logo on the side. You smile laughing at her and pin it to your shirt. He comes in, you notice the exhaustion seems less in the way he moves. You pay no mind to the prickle of paranoia that filters through after taking his nightmares. You brush your hand back against his, letting your powers pull more of his nightmares. You smile at the little victories you’ve given him. The dark bags under his eyes lighten, and his voice gets steadier and less coarse as he’s able to sleep without screaming. You brush your hands against him and you can feel the anxiety hit you as you close the shop up. You know you’re in for a rough night but you hope he’ll be sleeping soundly as you wake up screaming for the dead you killed.
He comes in a little later, moving a bit faster, he looks slightly sweaty and you realize he’s in workout clothes. He’s followed by two other men, one with a blinding smile who Sarah smiles at as he saunters over to the counter. You finish washing the used mugs as James walks over followed by the blonde man who was caught holding the door for a few moments.
“What can I get you two?” You cough a little, your voice horse and failing from screaming through the night.
“ Black coffee two sugars, an iced Americano-“
“I’ll have a black coffee as well, not an iced Americano, and one of every sandwich, heated please.”
“Of course.”
“Make it two of all of them please.” James smiles at you and you nod. 
“together or separate?”
“Together.” The blonde man smiles handing over a credit card. You swipe it and hand it back.
‘I’ll bring it over alright?” You smile but it falters as you see James moving over to where his chair should be. You rush over pushing the large armchair over and turning it so it faces the rest of the café. “Sorry! I could have sworn I moved that back.” You laugh a little and smile. You can hear the two men talking quietly as you make your way back smiling apologetically as Sarah reads their order.
“You’re making this.” You nod and move to the back, As you’re cooking the sandwiches you look over and see the cookie dough mix on the shelf, you pull a jar down and add the eggs as you let the oven heat up. You wrap the sandwiches in foil and wrap the cookies in their own foil pack and debate adding a note, Sarah hands you the coffee and you set it down before handing off the plate with all the sandwiches.
“You two have to stop overwhelming the staff, they’re not used to people eating this much, look you even got cookies! You two are going to be the death of me.” The man laughs and Sarah snickers.
“I made the cookies, sir. As an extra.” The man smiles as he bites into one.
‘Damn good cookies..” You smile and turn to go back to the counter.
“Thanks Y/N.” You barely hear James’ voice, you nod and rush back towards the counter. Sarah laughs at your blush before she brings the smiling man a wrap. They leave an hour later, the plates cleaned of every scrap of sandwich and cookies. You clear the plates and cups smiling as you reposition the chair back to where it normally is.
“I still don’t know why you do that. It’s silly, just leave it there..”
“But Jim gets mad if it’s not there..”
“He won't notice.” You close the shop leaving the chair in James’ spot. When you come in the morning Jim is standing beside it huffing.
“Y/N? The chair has been moved. Again.” He huffs, crossing his arms, his face reddening as you stutter out an explanation.
“Sorry Y/N, I forgot to move the chair back didn’t I, I’m real sorry ‘bout that doll.” James offers an apologetic smile. Jim’s face softens and he laughs.
“Sorry about sir, I didn’t mean to cause trouble.” James smiles, smoothing over any lingering anger Jim was going to throw at you. You shakily smile at both of them and return to the counter.
“The usual?”
“Yes, also an Iced Americano, a Black tea, and if it’s not too much trouble could I get a slice of lemon and some jam with it..”
“With the tea? On the side or on it?”
“Ummm..” James turns and you see a stunning redheaded woman walk up.
“Tash, jam on the side?”
“Side..” She smiles.
“Is that your seat?” James nods and smiles slightly. She moves over a chair and comes back to the counter, she hands you a credit card and as you swipe it you catch her asking James something in Russian. You know enough to follow a basic conversation and you realize she’s asking him something about you. He smiles and nods, mumbling something you can’t hear. You smile as you hand them their drinks.
“If it’s not a bother, maybe some of those cookies again.” You smile and nod moving towards the back.
“Y/N!” You wince when Jim shouts across the café.
“Yes sir!” You turn and scramble towards his office offering a sheepish smile towards James and Tash.
“You make sure those two get whatever they want..”
“Of course sir!” He nods and pats your head.
“And keep your powers in check, I swear I can feel your jumpiness, whatever you fixed yesterday don’t do it again you’re wearing yourself out.”
“Of course sir, it won’t happen again.”
James doesn’t show up for almost two weeks and you can tell that you have a crush as soon as his blonde friend walks in and you bit back asking about James.
“Two black coffee’s one with two sugars please.” You nod and turn to fill the to go cups. The man smiles and takes them.
“James asked about the cookies, since he never got them last time he was in..”
“Oh! I can give you the mix if you want, so he can make it at home!” Your eyes light up when he nods. You scribble out the directions and in an impulse you add your number letting him know to call if he has any questions.
“It’s my own recipe so if he has any trouble he can blame me.” You laugh and wave as he leaves. You try not to cling to your phone, but as the café closes for the night and you trudge back to your house you try not to whimper too much as your phone remains empty of any notifications. You sluggishly move up your stairs and all but fall into your tiny apartment’s main hall.
“I’m home Nessa, I have a couple leftover sandwiches if you want.” Nessa appears smiling.
“So James didn’t show up again?”
“How can you tell?”
“You look pitiful, honestly like someone kicked a puppy, l think you should at least try to talk to him next time he comes in..” You nod as Nessa eats the leftover wrap you hand her. You try to relax but the fear bubbling in your chest has you tossing and turning, you hope James isn’t having too many nightmares.
The next morning you drag yourself out of bed and stare in the mirror the bags under your eyes have lightened but you worriedly poke at them. You pull over the sweater hanging in your closet and make your way towards the café. 
 Sarah’s standing, just opening the door.
“Sorry I’m late I didn’t think the school run would take me as long and-“ You nod pushing her in as both of you scramble through the daily tasks as a few customers start to trickle in. You’re helping the man in line and he stumbles around a list someone has given him repeating and adding in things he seems unsure of, he seems to pause and take notice of the line forming and he side steps.
“I’ll let you guys finish with the rush first.” You shoot him a grateful look and as the rush finally dies down the man looks up from his phone.
“Alright I got a much better list, so, sorry this is going to be a big order… I need five chicken wraps, two chicken and ham toasties, four Cajun chicken and cheese, three salad bowls, and two jars of cookies? Anyway, for the drinks I need three iced Americano’s, two latte’s, one tea with lemon and jam, two double espresso shots, and a black coffee two sugars.” You nod.
“To go right?”
“No we’re eating here..” Tash and the blonde man appear next to him and he laughs.
“You guys made me come in here to order this all why?”
“We had to convince James she wouldn’t hate him” Tash looks up to you. ‘He burnt your cookies, fell asleep with them in the oven..” The blonde man smiles. Your eyes widen.
‘That’s awful! I always hate when I fall asleep like that, always messes me up, he’s okay though?” You laugh a little to cover up the worry about his sleeping habits. You turn when Sarah drops a platter.
“You okay?” You tilt your head when she doesn’t respond. You turn and see Iron Man standing in the door. Suddenly his suit peels back and seems to vanish. The other Avengers soon follow and you peer around them as James sneaks in towards his chair.
“You know the Avengers?” James stares at you. 
“Doll, I’m part of the Avengers, I thought you knew? It’s why you’d move the chair and turn the music down right?” You stare back, Blonde man becomes Steve Rogers, Tash, is now the Black widow, and the man who smiles at Sarah is Falcon. You shake your head.
‘What? No! I just did that cause I know what it’s like to be anxious in social situations..”
“Oh.” Natasha laughs and helps you bring the platters of food over. You smile and finish cleaning up, both you and Sarah are about to go into the back when Clint Barton waves you over.
“You two, come sit, tell us about serving this asshole for the past four months..”
“it’s been five actually.” James jabs Clint in the side and Sarah snickers.
‘Aww cute, he was counting, still hasn’t called you though.” You laugh along with them and stand.
‘Anyone want more coffee? I have to call my roommate to tell her I’ll be late..” You pull your phone out and call Nessa as you brew another cup of coffee. 
“Hello?”
“Hey Nessa, I’m going to be late, So don’t wait up! Yeah I can get milk and Oh gross! No that’s just, ew. You can do that on your own.”
“What happened?” You set the coffee pot in the middle of the table.
“My roommate wanted me to pick up things for her and her current boyfriend, which is gross.” You wrinkle your nose holding up the pot pouring a fresh cup for everyone. Your had brushes James and you tense as your powers pull the thoughts of sex from your brain. You whip your head up to Sarah and stand up offering the coffee pot up to her as she passes by.
“Sarah I fucked up.”
“How? Did you take too much?” Sarah watches you as you look nervously back to the Avengers who are trying not to be obvious about eavesdropping.
“No I uh, I gave some stuff up and it’s uh, related to Nessa and what she was, uh-“
“Y/N are you serious? What did you take? If you gave that?” You squeeze your eyes shut and curl your fingers against your arm.
“I’m sorry.” Sarah rolls her eyes.
“It’s fine. I’ll make some soup for you then?” You nod ducking your head as she pulls you into a hug before asking you to lock the back up. When you return the Avengers are gone and you ask her but she shakes her head, leading you back up the street to her apartment. 
“I called Mark and he and the kids are at his mother’s so you don’t have to worry about waking them up. Now, want to talk about what’s been going on for the past few months?”
“I’ve been taking James’s nightmares. It was an accident at first, our hands brushed and my powers just took it; it was too strong to resist. After that, well, he looked so happy and calm, not having nightmares. I figured what was a few more days of it, if it helped him.”
“That why you were such a mess when he was out for two weeks.” You nod ducking your head before Sarah pushes the bowl closer.
“Eat. When was the last time you had a full meal?”
“Uhh, two days ago when you made me dinner, I have eaten since then! Just not a proper meal.” Sarah nods and watches you eating in silence for a moment.
“So what dream did you give him this time? You said it had something to do with Nessa?”
“She called me talking about her and Peter’s sex life and it got stuck in my head and-“ You cut yourself off as Sarah starts laughing.
“Oh my god you gave him a sex dream. That’s hilarious, sorry I mean, very serious, why is it a problem.”
“It’s not a problem, just awkward.” Sarah rolls her eyes. 
“You’re being overdramatic, it won’t change anything.” You nod, finishing your soup and curling on the couch with a blanket.
“Y/N, what did you take from him.”
“I’ll find out in a bit.” You tug a pillow closer and tuck the blanket against your chin. You can hear Sarah moving quietly around her kitchen and settling everything down for the night.
You don’t wake up, you come to your senses suddenly, the cold is biting into you. You’ve had this nightmare before, when he falls from a train. You step forward being moved as a pawn in his place. Instead of stepping to the left you step to the right, pulled by the wrong force and you know this nightmare is not one you’ve had before. You can’t scream when Steve falls. You stare transfixed, wishing that the nightmare would finish. You feel the tugging from the dreams force and you follow it, letting go and letting the dream plummet you down. You catch up to the Captain, the fear evident on his face. You hit the ground and can feel everything splinter, normally this is the point he loses consciousness and you wake screaming and crying. This is not the nightmare you know. You stare unseeing and all-seeing at the same time. You see Steve’s body heaving, the serum trying to heal all his injuries and you can hear the pained groans from him as his bones try to knit themselves together over and over, splinters trying to regrow but stabbing into his muscles ripping tendons that heal over creating a thick rope of scar tissue winding on his arm and down his leg. You try to call out but find yourself screaming as Steve suddenly seems to shrink, reverting to before the serum ran through his veins, his injuries vanish and he crawls over to you, curling against your chest he cries.
Why did you jump, why did you jump. You could have lived, you could have lived.
You wake up screaming, tears soaking your face and you twist out of the blanket thumping against the floor howling in pain. Sarah’s next to you in an instant, her hands too warm and freezing against your back and neck, she tugs your hair slightly and motions to a trashcan as you gag and vomit into it. You tremble, hunched over it whimpering, she places a cool rag against the back of your neck.
“There we go, there we go sweetie, it’s okay, it’s okay.” You climb into her lap like a child and let her mother you.
“He fell, he jumped with him, got hurt, wouldn’t stop healing then he got small again, too small was gonna freeze, he was gonna freeze cause’a me.” You shiver against Sarah’s arms and she tuts softly, rubbing her arm against your back in circles as she hums. You fall asleep before she moves you back to the couch.
You wake up in the morning and don’t even register that Sarah’s given you fresh coffee until half the mug is down your throat and you feel the burning bubbling against it. Sarah sighs and holds out your uniform, which you change into, stumbling down towards the street the shop’s on before she stops you and points to pancakes on the table, you grab two from the stack stuffing them in your mouth as you motion to the door. She sighs rolling her eyes and following you as you both make your way to the café.
You’re exhausted, slumped against the counter you barely move until the figures that entered are in front of you. You struggle to stand swaying as you try to smile before shaking your head and taking in the people who wait.
“Welcome, what can I get you?”
“Black Coffee two sugars, two double espresso shots, and two cups of tea.” You look up to see James smiling at you. You nod wincing as your head swims.
‘You okay doll?”
“Yeah, just nightmares, no big deal” You smile at James as he moves to sit next to Natasha and Steve, Wanda stands next to the table, pulling a chair over.
“You threw up, I’m telling you just go home.” Sarah calls out and you stare shocked at the concern that covers James’s face.
“You’re sick? You sure you should be here? If you’re not feeling well you should go home, I can take you home if you need.” You blink sluggishly.
“I’m okay, it was only a little puke, nothing bad, nothing bad.” You try to smile again but can feel tears prickling.
“I can stop the nightmares for a bit, if you’d like.” You shake your head at Wanda.
“At least let me.” She reaches a hand out and you feel your powers tugging hers to you. She gapes at you and you pull as many of her nightmares as you can manage before she tugs her hand back.
“You poor thing, why is this happening to you?” You sit over in a chair in between her and James.
“It’s not a dream thing, it’s healing.”
“What?”
“I can heal people, it just so happens you guys have more psychological issues that physical right now.”
“So what you’re taking our memories?”
“No I’m taking the trauma, and I’m dealing with it so you don’t have to, when you think back on those memories they won’t be triggers anymore.” You smile at James.
“How long?”
“Since the first time you got coffee here, I didn’t mean to my powers do it on there own and, it’s fine really I can handle it.”
“Wait are you telling me you’ve been taking and having my nightmares for five months?”
“Yeah I’m sorry I should have-“
“You’ve been torturing yourself so I could get a few hours of sleep a night?? You don’t even know me, what was the point of that.”
“You smiled more.”
“What?” James stares at you for a moment.
“You smiled more, it was nice.” Sarah hands you a cup of tea.
“Y/N. Nessa wanted to let you know she’s moving in with Peter.”
“Oh, yeah okay, that’s great. Give me a sec.” you brush by Sarah and clutch your arms as you sink behind the staff door.
“Fuck.” You mumble to yourself. You shake your head clearing your thoughts. You step out from the back offering a wary smile
“Anyways, guess I’ll have to find somewhere else to live. It’ll be fine though.” You smile reassuringly at Sarah “You can be an Avenger, and live with me.” James nods enthusiastically at you.
“I can’t I don’t-“
“You have powers, we could use a healer on missions, it’d help us out a lot.” Wanda smiles.
“You can’t just offer me a job without any training. I don’t even know how to throw a punch, let alone fight.”
“Come with me to the compound, just for the night?” James smiles at you and you find yourself nodding. Wanda laughs and gestures for everyone to leave.
You’re following them as they make their way through the tower.
“We live at the compound but we do training and host parties here. I thought it best to run it by the team first.” James leads you through and you wave at Clint.
“Coffee girl finally managed to get past the café door, even more impressive she’s in the tower.”
“At least I have a girl.” Clint rolls his eyes.
“I have a wife so I out-rank you.” You snicker as James looks offended.
“Y/N I can’t believe you’d side with him. Betrayed by my own girl.” James throws his hands up laughing.
“Is Tony here? I wanted to ask about her staying at the compound.”
“You don’t need to ask about having girls over.”
“No to live with us.”
“Skipping a few steps then?” Tony peers at you.
“She has powers, and nowhere to live, I guessed she wouldn’t take too kindly to me renting her a place so I figured this was the best option.”
“You wanted to be her sugar daddy?”
“Her what?” He turns to look quizzically at you.
“I’ll explain it later.” Tony smirks at you.
“You’re welcome to stay as long as you need, what are your powers?” 
“Here.” You move towards him about to brush your hand against his before Bucky jerks you back.
“I can heal, I was going to take some of your trauma, I absorb it by touching.”
“Oh, is that why Bucky slept so well after his visits to your café?” Tony laughs
“Yeah, I was taking his trauma and dealing with it and-“
“So you make yourself have nightmares? That why you look like someone ran you over?” You nod, yawning.
“Well you should sleep, we’re having dinner at the compound at seven, so you could head over and nap before.” Tony smiles. You lean on Bucky as he lets Steve know.
“Come on doll.” You fall asleep on the ride over and wake as Bucky gently shakes you.
“You want me to call you James or Bucky?”
“Bucky, why’d you call me James all the time anyways, I don’t mind but I’m curious.”
“You told me your name was James in the café, I just stuck with that.” He nods leading you towards a room. He laughs at you.
“What? That’s the nicest looking bed I’ve seen in weeks. I’ve been sleeping on a couch cause my roommate kept bringing her boyfriend back.” Bucky nods.
“Sleep well, I’ll wake you before dinner.” You nod curling under the covers and tugging a pillow over.
It’s a new nightmare this time. You’re standing in front of an empty room. You see Natasha leaning against the door before she rushes over and you smack your hand against her face throwing her back. You stare at the metal fingers as they adjust. You watch as she charges again and you smack her back kicking her as she lies on the ground. You hear a creaking sound. You look around and spot yourself stepping through the door. You tilt your head watching yourself rush over. You lift your hand up, you’re trying to stop your hand as you reach, wrapping the metal hand around her throat and squeezing. You wake up coughing and heaving, whimpering as you curl against the pillows. You hear the door open and look up blindly reaching forward sobbing, and clinging desperately to the figure that now sits on the bed.
“It’s alright, we all have nightmares. Dinner is ready, if you’re hungry. Come on Y/N, food will probably help. I’ll give you a minute to get fixed up.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright, come, lets get dinner.” You nod stumbling up and following Clint from the room. He sits you in the armchair facing the kitchen. You cringe back when Natasha walks through. ‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. We’re having pasta, is that alright?” You nod staring as she disappears.
“She’s not upset?”
“We all have nightmares. We under-“
“Hey! No!” You smack your bare hand onto Clint’s face, pulling as much as you can before he throws you back into the chair.
“You need to learn boundaries! You cannot just do that when we mention bad things happening. Do you understand?” You stare up at him as he glares at you.
“Do not do that again! It is not okay! No! No! Bad Y/N.” He scolds you like a dog and you curl hiding your face trying not to laugh.
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mcuamerica · 2 years
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Hey lovey, you are of course so welcome for the hype of your work.
If it’s okay can I request 2 little things-
Steve x female! reader I don’t mind what pairing girlfriend etc
We’ve been on a mission as the newest avenger so it could connect to your amazing fic of ‘the gala’ and we come back it didn’t go to plan because you were injured and almost captured so you wake up in medbay panicking about how you got there and because you just hate hospitals because of childhood experiences it’s the smell that does it for me. But steve calms you down and comforts you knowing it will spike your anxiety which isn’t the best given your state right now.
Chris x female! reader I don’t mind what pairing girlfriend etc
It’s kinda got the same premise you’ve been in and out of hospitals most of your life because of a condition called costochondritis which is basically from what I was told it is inflammation of the rib cage, so the muscles in the rib cage strain easy and let me tell you it’s not fun. Unfortunately you have a flare up because it comes and goes which gives you heart palpitations, makes you feel dizzy etc which is pretty normal at least in my case. With being extremely painful sometimes it’s like a bad cramp or shooting pain if I had to describe it. It gets that Chris has to take you to the hospital for tests and medication which means needles do on top of being in hospital you hate needles like fear hate. So he brings all your comfort items, like one of his hoodies, your headphones to calm you and one of your favourite blankets to have whilst you get treated 💖
So all of its just pure fluff I hope this is okay 💖
OMG I love these prompts so much! I’ll get started on them this week and send a teaser as soon as I’ve got one! Thanks you 💖💖
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mezmerwrites · 2 years
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I'm working on some of my series but I wanted to say my requests are open in the meantime. Check out this to see what I'm currently taking requests for!
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the-second-tonks · 2 years
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Hello! Could I request a Marvel ship please? I'm an INFP Virgo Sun Pisces Moon Saggitarius Rising with red hair. I'm a 5'3" actor, autistic, and bisexual. I love food and poetry!
Hello buddy! Sorry for the long time it took , actually i operate this app from my phone and your ask wasn't visible to me until I used the web version , where i saw your request!
I ship you with —
Tony Stark a.k.a Ironman
Since your information is short , I won't be able to write many headcanons , but here you go!
Your Virgo Sun tells me you're really smart , something which is very attractive to Sir Tony.
He would find it cute when you eat food , because you wouldn't be able to hide your love for food.
Virgo Sun also tells me you're shy in the beginning or maybe you're overall shy and quiet and our man loves to get you flustered lol.
Pisces sun tells me you're an empath and you're very sensitive , dreamy and etheral .. something that would help our Tony see the world in a different way.
Your sag rising 🔥 .. i think it's enough to tell that Tony is going to find you hot too?
That's it!
Your bestfriend would be —
Peter Parker a.k.a Spiderman
Why? Because you're a Virgo , an introvert , who's smart .
Sag rising tells me you're gonna be slightly more badass than him .. but your Pisces moon is the main game here.. he's gonna get so much emotional support from you literally. It's good .
Your secret admirer —
Wanda Maximoff
For some time , yep .. she's gonna like you .. more in a romantic way because of how you both are so compatible , but later she realises that it's not something that she wants.. its vision😂
Gifs —
Tony trying to ~fluster~ you
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You when you finally get to see him alive after a battle , kinda lol
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I hope you liked it!
Thankyou for the ask :)
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