Series Synopsis: A series of vignettes of nicknames and endeaments Steve gives you throughout your relationship.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x you
A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long to post and its a bit on the shorter side. I really wanna hear if you guys have any suggestions for any enderaments I should write about, so if you do, definetly send them to me or comment them on this post. Anyways, enjoy!
The first time you met Steve, you were working as Tony Stark’s personal assistant. You had recognized him from your high school history textbooks and huge World War II exhibit that had opened recently at the Smithsonian. Never did you think you would meet him in the flesh, let alone become friends with him. It turns out Steve needed a little bit more help catching up on 70 years worth of history, world news, and pop culture, so, when Tony wasn’t giving you a headache, you took it upon yourself to help Steve acclimate.
“Alright, Steve, this week we will be covering John Hughes,” you said proudly. Steve gave you a quizzical look.
“John Hughes. He’s a filmmaker from the 80s and 90s. He’s made several classics like The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Home Alone. Well, I guess he can save Home Alone for our Christmas movie binge-session. Anyway, I love these movies. They’re my comfort movies,” you said, smiling widely.
“Sounds good, doll.” You stood there frozen. Did he just call you doll?
“So…uh…I guess I’ll catch you tonight, after work”, you said, a little flustered.
“Yeah, I’ll see you later.” After that day, Steve had incorporated the new endearment every day, from “Hey, doll. Wanna watch a movie tonight?” to “Morning doll, hope you have a great day,” and everything in between. You really loved that he called you doll. It made your heart warm and always put a smile on your face.
“Hey doll, I was wondering you wanted to grab dinner?” Steve said, towering over your workspace.
“Sure, Steve. What are you thinking? Should we take out?
"No, I mean…dinner”. This promoted you to look from the magazine you were idly flipping through at your desk. “I wanted to ask you out on a date, but it’s cool if you don’t want to because I’d totally understand that too.” You thought it was really adorable how red he was turning, how he kept rambling.
“Steve, wait one second. Pace yourself. I would love to go on a date with you. I’m glad you asked”.
Steve Rogers: you and Steve became close friends after he woke up from the ice. You helped him adjust into the 21st century and went on missions with him as you were a trained SHIELD agent. He ends up falling in love with you, seeing you put others before yourself and recognised him as Steve, not Captain America. You fell in love with him slowly that you didn’t even notice it either. You and him confessed your love for each other when you, Steve, Natasha, Bucky, and Sam were in the run from the government.
You and him were taking a walk amongst the river bank while you laughed at him itching his stubble growing into a beard.
“It’s not funny [Y/N]!” He shouted at you with a smile. “It’s so itchy.” He sighed when you giggled.
“Oh, it’s funny,” you whispered and then ended up laughing when he gave you the ‘disappointed eyebrows’. He shook his head, trying to hide the smile making his way to his mouth. He faced away from you and looked at the river. He heard you laughing, but just shook his head, grinning at nothing.
You crossed your arms when he didn’t look back at you. You started to think about what you could do to make him look at you. You lit up at an idea and glanced at Steve. His head was turned so you took the chance and tapped his shoulder.
“Tag! You’re it!” You shouted before running from a surprised Steve. You sprinted as fast as you could. He gave a smirk and started to chase you. You gasped and ran faster, but due to the super serum, he caught up to you in no time.
He was running behind you and just as he was about to tag you, your legs got tangled and you fell forward. Steve was fast enough to twist you around and grab your waist, but you two were still on the grass. Your eyes were squeezed shut making Steve let out a small, airy chuckle. You opened your eyes at his chuckle and noticed how you two were postioned.
He was on top of you, holding himself up with his forearms on the sides of your head. His torso was flushed against yours and one of his legs were between yours. Your hands were on his shoulders by instinct and his face was, you noticed, just centimetres away from yours.
You let out a giggle as he looked down at you. He let his gaze flicker from your eyes to your lips for just a second. You noticed it and let your gaze wander over his face. Your eyes landed on his lips and then flickered up to his bright blue eyes.
“Can I—” you cut him off by smashing your lips to his. He immediately responded to your kiss. Your hand went up to his hair as the other went behind his neck. His hand cupped your cheek as the other went down to your hip. He swiftly turned you over him without breaking the kiss.
You put your hands on his chest and pulled away with a smile on both your lips. He picked his head up to peck your lips once before letting it fall back. You giggled as he let out a low growl.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time now, [Y/N],” he told you.
“Me too, Steve,” you replied, putting your hand to his cheek, “but we should take it slow.” Steve looked at you with a smile.
“I intend to. Take you on a few dates and not the type that everyone does now,” he responded. He started to get up so that you two could sit facing each other. You wrapped your legs around his waist as his hands came to your back. “Rather those other dates where you go out to dinner or plan a picnic.” He looked at your amused face.
“I would love that Steve,” you said, “We just have to wait for the government to stop chasing us. By the way, your beard is really itchy.” You laughed at his small pout. He smiled as he watched you laugh.
Once this whole ‘on the run’ was over, he would be the happiest and luckiest man to call you his.
This christmas you and the gang decided to have a secret santa. (You got Steve, the easiest option) On day X the most beautifully wrapped gift you have ever received was waiting for you under the Christmas Tree. And more than finding out what’s inside, you just want to know who your secret santa is. Looking around the friends busy with their gifts, only one piercing glance was directed at you - so your heart skipped a beat. And a wide smile meant not only that he was pleased with your reaction, but also that there were the trick with pulling out your name
a/n: super quick one I wrote in thirty minutes for the sake of getting one done and up! just for fun, really.
DO NOT REPOST MY WORK.
fanfic or original work:fanfic
fandom: marvel (mcu)
prompt: (#28) “Do I have to do everything here?”
warnings: light squabbling, light language, you might punch me for the ship hate in this
word count: 818
You tapped your pencil impatiently against the hardbound textbook you had plopped open in your lap. Your eyes skimmed over passages and figures quickly and with growing impatience as the giggles of two teenage buffoons serenaded your homework-oriented mindset. Glancing up, you found both Peter and Ned sitting on the bottom bunk of Peter’s bed and leaned over a laptop, gushing about the newest episode of The Mandalorian, which they had yet to watch. As much as you loved the show and wanted to catch up on the latest leaks, you wanted nothing more than to be done with this ridiculous last-minute group project your Physics teacher had assigned you all.
Frustrated, you slid your textbook into the floor and flicked Peter on the shin to gain his attention. “Do I have to do everything here?”
Ned leaned away from Peter and offered you an apologetic, lopsided smile. “Sorry, (Y/n), it’s just so exciting! I can’t believe Ahsoka Tano is going to be fully-fleshed in all her live-action glory! It’s going to be amazing. I’m so in love with her already.”
I’m glad someone said this. I love my lil spider boy~
Peter Parker x Reader
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Word Count: 1.3k+
Warnings: Fluff, coronavirus (COVID-19), quarantine, Zoom dates, love confessions, barely proofread, slight spoilers for ‘Marley and Me’ but I don’t actually say what happened.
Peter was used to wearing a mask, since he got a head start on the rest of the world. But that wasn’t enough; things still had to change. During the early stages of the pandemic, Mr. Stark had insisted that Peter and Aunt May move into the Compound. He said it was so that Peter could continue his training without having to go back and forth, but he mostly cared about making sure Peter was staying safe. He knew Peter would want to sneak out and stop crime, no matter what. At least with Peter in the same building, Tony could keep an eye on him; make sure he wasn’t sneaking out at night.
Tony was in the process of developing masks that would protect the wearer from the virus better than a regular mask would. Meanwhile, Bruce was attempting to reverse-engineer a vaccine. But until either one of them could make a breakthrough, Peter was on house arrest. Aunt May agreed that it was for the best, but it was still hard for him to accept.
What made the whole thing even worse was that Peter couldn’t see his girlfriend during all this. He tried to talk Tony into letting her move in as well, but that was a no-go. There were too many security risks involved; it just wasn’t something they wanted to deal with. The other Avengers tried to make him feel better by saying things like “it’ll be okay”, “she’ll understand”, or even “you can always video call her”.
Peter hated video calling.
Yes, it allowed him to see his girlfriend. Yes, it allowed him to have conversations with her in real time. But could he hug her? No. Could he snuggle her? No. Could he laugh at her and kiss her when she gets popcorn butter on her lips? No. And those were Peter’s favorite things to do! He loved when she would come over after a long day just to snuggle him on the couch. Aunt May loved Y/N almost as much as Peter. She trusted them enough to let them hang out in Peter’s bedroom unsupervised, but they usually fell asleep in the living room anyway.
So, here he was. In his ‘temporary’ bedroom, in the compound, on his bed, laptop in front of him. He groaned, “Pick up…” Peter knew he was talking to himself. But maybe she could sense his impatience and answer his call faster. It must have worked, because the screen showed her face only a moment later.
“Hey!” Y/N answers with a bright smile, even though it’s almost eleven o’clock at night and he can tell she was about to fall asleep.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call you earlier. Mr. Rogers thought watching a movie together would be a nice team-building experience right now and he made it a requirement that we all attended— he even made Aunt May come! I was going to text you and tell you I wouldn’t be able to call you but he took my phone and told me not to text during the movie even though we were just in the media room and the lights weren’t totally off— I’m sorry.” Peter spoke quickly, not even looking at Y/N’s face as he did. He thought she’d be mad and he honestly wasn’t sure if he could handle seeing her ‘I’m disappointed’ face right now.
But then he heard a laugh. A small, tired giggle drifted through the speaker on his laptop and he looked up. Y/N was just grinning at him, “Are you done rambling?”
“I think so.” He smiled shlyly, knowing how awkward he can be.
“Good because I’m not mad. Really. It’s okay,” Peter could feel his face getting red now. “What movie did you watch?”
He groaned, “Marley and Me. Mr. Rogers wanted to watch something happy to ‘boost morale’ and Mr. Stark told him it was a happy movie about a dog, so he went for it. He got really upset at the end.”
“Oh, yes! So I was crying, May was crying, Mr. Rogers was crying— Pretty much everyone except for Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner, but that’s because Dr. Banner was asleep.” Peter covered his face with his hands as he remembered everyone frantically looking for tissues. Everyone knew it was going to be sad (except for Steve), but everyone thought they’d be fine. Plot twist: they weren’t.
“Awee, babe~ You cried?” Y/N cooed mockingly. Peter rolled his eyes.
“You would too!”
“I never said I wouldn’t! I just asked a question.” Her smile was radiant, even though it was on a screen. She never failed to make Peter smile.
“…Yeah, I cried…”
“You’re so cute.” Y/N’s face was half-buried in her pillow as she smiled at him.
Peter pouted at the camera, “No, you’re cute.” He could hear Y/N snort a laugh.
“Okay, fine, we’re both cute. Happy?”
“Very.” Peter winked, causing Y/N to snort again.
“Stop! I’m too tired to stop my snorts from coming out.” She whined, not wanting her boyfriend to see her like this.
“Then don’t stop them! I don’t care if you snort, it’s adorable~ I just wanted to see you.”
Y/N’s face falls the slightest bit, “I wanted to see you too.” She doesn’t mean to sound sad, but she’s tired so her filter is basically gone.
“I miss you.” Peter’s voice is solemn as he looks at the screen longingly. He really did miss her.
“I know… I miss you too. But, hey— at least we can still kind of see each other? We can still talk.” Peter nods, still not fully convinced. “Wait, don’t you have to train in the morning? You need to sleep.”
Peter sighs, leaning toward the camera with a smile, “I should go to sleep, but I don’t want to. I want to stay up and talk to my beautiful girlfriend.”
“Well your girlfriend is about to fall asleep, so you’ll have to settle for listening to her snore.” Y/N joked, closing her eyes but still facing the camera.
“You don’t snore.”
“I do, you just love me too much to notice.” Peter’s chest tightened up as her sleepy words sunk in. They haven’t used the ‘L’ word yet, so what was he supposed to say to this? Did he love her? Well— yeah, duh. That’s a dumb question. But does she love him? Is it too soon for that? They’d only been together for a month before everything shut down. Technically, they’re on month 8 or 9, but do virtual dates really count?
“You’re right. I do.” Peter’s brain shut down after he said that. It’s all out there now. No going back.
“I’m always right,” Y/N hummed, sinking further into her pillow, “Imma go to sleep okay? You can stay on or hang up, but I’m really tired.”
He was partially relieved that she didn’t mention what just happened, but also kind of sad that she didn’t say anything back. Maybe she just didn’t feel that way?
“Okay… I’ll probably hang up once you fall asleep. Goodnight.” He looked down at the keyboard, fidgeting with his fingers; thinking he messed up. All until Y/N spoke.
“Goodnight, Peter. I love you.”
Peter’s face broke out into the largest smile he’s ever had. “I love you too.” Only moments later, Y/N was asleep, but he couldn’t bring himself to hang up. So he didn’t.
The next morning, Aunt May came to his room to wake Peter up for his training. Before she could say anything, she spotted the laptop and the video call that was still going. Y/N was still asleep on the other end, and the whole scene brought a smile to Aunt May’s face. She brought out her phone and took a quick picture.
She was going to have a word with Tony Stark.
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Y/N: The Wade I know isn’t fit to be responsible for anyone. Including and especially themselves.
Y/N: I once saw Wade drink an entire jar of marinara sauce for dinner.
Y/N: Natasha, he opened up a new jar or marinara sauce and drank it like it was a thing normal people do. It was unholy. And then I asked him what the hell they were doing, and Wade said, and I quote, “It’s basically a smoothie”.
Your alarm chirped to life at 3:00 am. You hit snooze. Nine minutes later the infernal thing sounded again. You turned it off willing yourself to wake up. Your eyes slipped closed and you fell back to sleep. You were sleeping so hard that you didn’t hear your phone buzzing with a message from Steve letting you know they were downstairs. You didn’t hear the insistent ringing of the impatient man on the other end. You definitely didn’t hear the knocking then the pounding.
Loki tried to ignore the racket. When it didn’t stop he yanked his pants on and answered the door. “Do you have any idea what time it is?” he grumbled.
“What are you doing here?” Steve was already annoyed. Seeing a shirtless Loki set him off.
“I stayed the night. She’s asleep.”
“We’re supposed to be at the gym.”
“Oh yes. Training. Good luck waking her. She’s a stubborn thing.”
Steve’s jaw clenched and he headed to your room. “First door on the left” Loki called after him. He set course for the kitchen to find coffee. Sam stared at him smiling. “Did you two…make some magic together?”
Loki looked at him with only minor annoyance “Of course not. Don’t be so crude. She’s my student.”
“Do you know how much porn I’ve seen start out that way?”
“It’s much too early for this level of stupidity. This is not a locker room. I don’t think of her that way.”
Loki was lying. He did in fact think you were beautiful. He also thought you were dangerous and headstrong. Any advances he made right now would derail your training. He didn’t want to distract you for any reason. He chose to take his time to get to know you. Loki was a great many things but prudent was not one of them. When he wanted something he usually just took it. You, however, were not a prize to be won. He had to earn your trust and you his. This new lease on life was nauseating this early in the morning.
Steve cracked your door open and called your name. You didn’t stir. He opened it a little more letting enough light filter in to illuminate your face. You looked so peaceful. He almost hated to wake you. He called your name a bit louder and you whined from under the covers. The sound made the breath catch in his chest. He wasn’t making any progress so he walked over to your bed to shake your shoulder. When he did you rolled over allowing the blanket to slip down a little. You slept naked. Your entire left breast was exposed . The cool air caused your nipple to harden. He panicked and scrambled to cover you back up trying not to accidentally touch you. He tried to get out of there and stumbled over something in dark tripped and banged his knee on your desk. His cursing woke you finally.
“What the fuck?! Captain!?” You pulled the covers up to your neck and gathered it behind you so he couldn’t see anything. He squeezed his eyes closed and flipped on your light.
“I didn’t I mean I can’t see anything. We were supposed to meet downstairs fifteen minutes ago. Get dressed. We leave in five.” He practically ran out of your room. You rubbed your face getting rid of the last remnants of your slumber. You shuffled around looking for your leggings and shoes.
Steve made his way back into the kitchen. He mumbled to himself while he poured a cup of coffee. “A little heads up that she sleeps naked might have been nice.”
he said to no one in particular. Sam and Loki snorted into their cups.
“Why would I know that?” asked Loki still smiling.
“You see anything good?” Sam asked dodging the oven mitt Steve hurled at him. They all turned when they heard you walk in. “I’m ready.”
Steve tossed you a banana which hit you and tumbled to the floor. “Nice catch. We’ll add hand eye coordination to the list of skills you need to work on.” You held out your hand and the banana rose from the floor and landed in your open palm. “I’m good. Let’s get this over with.” You winked at Loki who smiled back.
You ate your banana on the way down to the gym in your building. You could feel that Steve was absolutely seething. At what though? Because Loki was in your apartment? Because you used magic? Whatever it was you decided not to make it worse. You would be a team player and do as he said. For all intents and purposes he was your boss.
Sam directed you to a row of treadmills. He set you at an easy pace while he and Steve jogged. “Do you work out a lot?” He knew the answer.
“Not really. My exercise is biking to work on occasion.”
“Ok. Let’s start out slow and, by the end of the week, we’ll get you up to a light jog.” You stumbled a little when the machine started, “Maybe a brisk walk instead?”
Steve shook his head. What the hell was Fury thinking? There was no way you could be anywhere near the line of fire. You seemed to be completely uninterested. To him you weren’t even fit for agent status. Most of those kids were ex military or CIA. They would kill to be in your position. He didn’t know why Fury liked you so much. He kept telling himself to give you a chance. At this point though you were only a liability.
“How you doing over there, Y/N?” Steve asked. Your face was flushed and you were sweating. He and Sam were just getting warmed up.
Out of breath you could barely answer, “I’m seriously out of shape.”
“Why don’t we move on to weights? I’ll give you a chance to catch your breath. Meet us by the leg press machine.” You nodded and jumped off the treadmill. You thought this was for sure how you were going to die.
Steve and Sam pushed you hard for another hour. You practically crawled back to your place. They walked you back up just in case you really did pass out.
Loki was sitting on the couch still studying the book. When you came in you collapsed next to him. “They’re going to kill me.” He chuckled at the sight of you and patted your head.
“You should eat something” offered Sam, “You have Nat next. You two are coming back with us.”
“Can I shower?”
“Quickly” Steve huffed. He mixed you a protein shake and sat at your kitchen table.
“You should tell her she’s doing a good job, Cap. Don’t be so hard on her.” Sam was trying to get Steve to settle down a little.
“No way she’s ready to do this with us in five days.”
“Give her the benefit of the doubt. She’s not a recruit. She hasn’t been training for this her whole life…”
“Sure she has. Just not physically. You have no idea how powerful she is”, Loki interrupted.
“If she’s so powerful why does she need all of this training?”
“Well, Captain, Fury wanted you all to get along so you all can keep an eye on her. I suggested the training. You are all concerned that you can’t protect her. Well you can’t. She does need to know how to fight back the traditional way. Just in case. Also, I want to wear her out to see how she performs out of sheer exhaustion. She has to know what to do if she is captured and tortured. Her powers are controlled by her emotions. What better way than to find out now before the stakes are much higher?”
Steve and Sam regarded each other. “That ought to take her down a peg.” Steve said dryly. You re-emerged from your bedroom feeling a little more like yourself. “Everyone ready to go?” Sam asked.
“Can we stop for breakfast?” you asked with your fingers crossed.
Steve gave you a smug smile and handed you your shake. “Drink up, Princess.”
You chose not to let him get to you. You looked at him directly in his eyes when you took the straw in your mouth and smiled as you took a sip. Something passed between the two of you. He couldn’t put his finger on it but he knew you would be a tough nut to crack. And, more than anything, he wanted to try.
Nat met you at the door. She shook your hand and gave a sweet smile. “Let’s get the hell out of here,” she said under her breath.
You practiced on the heavy bag. She adjusted your stance. You chatted a little. It was easy being with her. You were fast friends. You sat and tried to catch your breath for second. She tossed you a bottle of water and gestured behind you, “We’ve got company. Come on in, boys. We’re done.” Clint and Bucky made their way in carrying a chest.
“Hey, Y/N. Ready for us?”Clint grunted as he hoisted the heavy thing onto a table.
“What is all of this?”
“Knives!” Bucky with all the vigor of an eight year old. They taught you how to hold on to your weapon. You learned the best place to stab and incapacitate to escape quickly. They were both warm and fun. They made a lot of jokes. Sam joined you after a while and made you laugh the whole time. The feel of the room noticeably shifted when Steve came in. He was all business all the time. “Uh oh. Daddy’s here.” Clint murmured. You tried to stifle your laugh but failed miserably.
“Well, come on. Show me what you’ve learned. You all look so relaxed like you’re having fun. She must know everything.”
“Oh come on, Steve. Lighten up. You’re acting like we’re sending her in to diffuse a bomb.” Bucky was the only one foolish enough to stand up to him. He knew Steve wasn’t mad. He was worried. He’s very bossy when he’s worried. After what Nat saw in your apartment this was all formality to them. If Fury’s goal was to make you feel like part of the team it was working.
“Lighten up? Is this a game to you all? Come on, Princess. Show me.” He readied himself in a fighting stance. Bucky patted your back and whispered in your ear, “Go for the legs.”
“Go easy on me, Captain.”
“I’ll try. I make no promises.” You launched your attack which he countered every step of the way. He had you hitting the mat so much the backs of your arms were red and stinging. The rest of the team watched cringing the whole way. After a few rounds you were panting and sore. You hadn’t noticed that Wanda and Tony had wandered in as well.
Steve gave you a minute to collect yourself and the crew descended on you to give you a pep talk. Clint rubbed your shoulders, “Come on, champ. You can do this. You’re just nervous. All you need to do is land one good shot.” You rolled your eyes pressing down on the mat to stand.
“What are the rules here? Did Capsicle call no magick?” Tony asked. They shook their heads no and Tony clapped his hands.
“Well then show us the real you. Don’t hold back. He’s not,” he said loud enough for Steve to hear.
“Tony, if I wasn’t holding back she’d be on the floor bloody and bruised.” The sound of the door opening caught everyone’s attention. Thor and Loki strolled in and sat with everyone else.
“What’s happening? Why isn’t he on the ground begging for mercy?” Loki asked Wanda
“She hasn’t used her magick.”
“She didn’t know she could.”
“Unleash hell, pet!”
You stood up wiping your face with your shirt. You smiled back at Loki and Wanda. You tethered to them so they could pass on their enthusiasm. Nat backed away taking Clint with her. “Open the chest.”
“Just do it.” He did as she said and she took him with her to duck behind something. “What is about to happen here?” She grinned, “A massacre.”
Just as she finished speaking all the lights went out. Everyone was silent. A breeze fluttered in so light no one noticed. The sharp zing of knives being pulled from their cases filled the air. You smiled and brought your hand forward letting them fly through the dimness of the room. Steve saw them coming and ducked and smacked them out of the way. A few ripped through his shirt nicking him. You had no intention of seriously injuring him. You thought of them as warning shots. When you heard the last knife hit the floor you flipped the lights back on. Now it was Steve who was out of breath and bleeding a little.
Bucky winked at you and went to check on his friend. Everyone else gawked at you. All except for Loki who was beaming. You brushed passed everyone and went to Steve. “Are you ok, Captain?”
“Fine. I guess you’ve proven me wrong.”
“I guess I did. Sorry if I hurt you.”
“Nothing that won’t heal in a couple of hours. We need to work on your aim though.”
You felt a pang of annoyance, “My aim is fine. If I wanted to hit you you’d be bleeding and bruised on the floor.”
You pressed a clean towel to the cut on his arm. He winced at the pressure.
“How about instead of you criticizing me you say well done? That’s generally what someone says in this situation.”
He smiled his most handsome devastating smile and said, “Well done, Princess. I suppose you want lunch now.”
“Oh my lord. Yes! I’m starving.” He chuckled, “Ok. I know a really good pizza place not far from here. Let me get cleaned up and I’ll take you for a slice.”
“It’s a date.”
You started picking up the knives and Loki and Wanda helped you.
“You did well, mortal. I’m famished. Should we grab some lunch before we break off for our training?”
“Thanks, Lok. Actually Steve is buying me lunch. I guess as sort of an apology.”
You weren’t looking at Loki so you couldn’t see the flash of disappointment on his face. Wanda did and thought it might be best if you hurried along so they could talk.
“Hey, hon. Why don’t you go get changed? We’ll finish up.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. Have fun. We’ll see you back in a bit.” You kissed them both on the cheek and bounced out of the room.
“Want to talk about it?”
“You like her.”
Loki rolled his eyes, “No. I just like spending time with her.”
She smiled, “Because you like her.”
“Because we share similar interests and she is a good student. That’s all.”
“You can’t lie to me. I can feel what you’re feeling. So can she.”
He was quiet for a moment. Kept his eyes on the floor, “If she can feel it, why did she leave out of here like nothing? Is she so daft that she can’t see it?”
“She’s not paying attention is all.”
“Well, no matter. It’s just a lunch. I’ll get her for the rest of the evening.”
Wanda rolled her eyes, “Are you so daft that you didn’t feel what passed between the two of them? Because I did. You should tell her before it’s too late.”
“It’s not like I’m in love with the girl, Wanda. It’ll pass.” They finished packing up and met the rest of the team in the kitchen. Loki thought about you the whole time. Thought about what he was going to do to you later. He guessed you would hate him after today.
Steve met you downstairs looking like he was actually dressed for a date. You immediately felt under dressed in your ripped jeans and a tshirt. You had on no make up and your hair was in a messy bun.
“Wow. You look nice. I feel woefully underdressed.”
“No. You look great. It’s just pizza.”
“You should tell yourself that.” Steve had on a blue button up and a pair of jeans that look like they were sewn onto his body they fit so well. He held the door for you and let you pick the music in the car. Even though this place was an absolute dive he pulled out your chair like you were eating at a five star restaurant. He told you to order whatever you wanted but you deferred to him instead since it was his favorite place.
Joe’s Pizza smelled like grease. The red lacquered vinyl cracked under your weight revealing some stuffing poking out of the seat. They still served sodas in too large styrofoam cups and used paper plates. The slices were big and thin just like New Yorkers liked it. He said the place was near by but it happened to be in Brooklyn. You guessed this was his comfort zone.
“So. Where are you from originally?”
“Up around the Catskills. We had a big house with lots of acreage. We were a twelve member coven. More like a big family.”
“Where they now?”
“Dead.” You said it without missing a beat. “This is amazing pizza by the way.”
“Yep. A demon wiped everyone out. I’m the only survivor.”
His eyes widened, “A demon?”
“Yeah. It’s a long story. I’ll tell you sometime. Right now though I have to get back. Lunch break is over. Loki hates to be kept waiting.”
He paid the check and you refilled your drinks. He was pretty quiet while you walked back to the car.
“I’m not sure I like this little team up with Loki.”
“Still don’t trust him?”
He scoffed, “He took out most of mid town. Hard to trust a guy like that.”
“Do you think that’s the worst thing he’s done in thirteen hundred years? Please. I’m sure he’s crushed whole planets.”
“That doesn’t make me like him. Speaking of like, what’s going on with you two?”
You blushed so hard your ears felt hot. “It’s not like that. I mean yeah he is super charming and handsome as hell. I’m not sure that would work out between us.”
“Do you want it to?” he said searchingly.
“Honestly all of this is happening so fast
I haven’t even thought about it.”
“But he spends the night?”
“In my spare bedroom and only because all of you are mean to him. Plus, with that demon still under control of the family who sent it, it’s not a bad idea for me to have some back up. Why are you asking me about Loki, Steve?”
“Just asking. All of that is good to know. Good back pocket information.” You narrowed your eyes at him and stayed quiet for the rest of the trip. If you were talking too much you couldn’t get a sense of his emotions. Now that you were focused you could feel that he kind of liked you. You kind of liked him too.
Looking up from the red glowing gun, your eyebrows pinch together as you look at the man stepping into your lab. His eyes, like always, flick around to take in your equipment. All your weapons lining the walls.
My bi ass 😍 (it was so hard to find a gif of Peter and MJ wtf) (also this might just be the first part bc it was getting super long)
Peter and MJ weren’t technically mates
Maybe in another lifetime, where Peter was an Omega, but not here, not now
They were just friends, Alphas friends with Betas
Their school didn’t have many Omegas, most of them were in Omega homes
But Tony Stark wouldn’t let his only daughter go to one of those homes
So, he sent her to the school his little prodigy was at
The moment Y/N Stark walked through the doors, Peter and MJ both dropped their shit
The most amazing smell filled their nostrils, their mouths watering
Frantically, they searched around for the source of the smell, but locked eyes instead
“You smell it too”
They both nodded
Equal growls were pulled from their throats
“Mine!” Both Alphas roared
They growled at each other and readied themselves for a fight when the girl with the sweet smell walked past
Both Alphas stopped to sniff
“Omega!” They both growled
Y/N stopped walking
Her back went stiff and she remained frozen in place
Sensing the Omegas distress, MJ surged forward and placed her hand on her shoulder
Y/N melted against her touch
“Alpha,” she whispered and turned around, moving her body closer to MJ
“It’s okay, Omega. I’m here”
Those words sent a shock through him
Y/N was his mate, he could feel it in his soul
His mate was holding another Alpha
“Alpha,” she said again and looked up from MJ’s shoulder
Her eyes locked with Peter and he shuddered
“Alpha,” he moved towards her and took her into his arms
Peter rubbed his nose against her scent gland, “Omega,” he whispered, “I can’t believe I’ve finally found you”
“I-” she pushed him away
“I have two mates”
She backed away from the two of them, her hand settling on the plush strap of her backpack
“It shouldn’t be possible, I can’t have two mates”
And then she ran
The two Alphas spent the day looking for her while trying to go about things normally
If anybody knew she was an Omega, she would be screwed, they had to keep their cool
They growled at each other as they moved from class to class
Eventually MJ cornered him
“Stop growling at me for five minutes and listen”
Peter, the lower Alpha of the two, stopped his growl and averted his eyes to the floor
“Good. We need to work together to find the Omega. She could be anywhere by now, alone and scared”
And so, the Alphas teamed up
They worked together, followed their noses, searched every crevice until they finally found the Omega
She was behind the school, hidden away in a dark corner. Her knees were pulled up to her chest and her eyes were puffy
Both Alphas stopped and just observed her
She was terrified, her body still shaking
“What’re you doing out here, little one?” MJ asked softly. She sat down beside the Omega and reached for her trembling hand
The Omega flinched away
“Hey,” Peters voice was barely above a whisper. “We’re not here to hurt you, Omega”
“Alpha,” Y/N whispered through a fresh set of tears
She looked at her mates and opened her arms
Both Alphas threw themselves against her, caging her against their arms. They nuzzled into her neck and tightened their arms around her
“I’m sorry I ran,” she whispered and they finally looked up at her. “I just got scared over the impossibility of this. How is it biologically possible for me to have two mates? Are you each other’s mate as well?”
The Alphas looked at each other. They hadn’t been growling since they first found her
“I’m Peter,” he said, his arms securely around her
“My names MJ,” her head was in Y/N’s neck
“I’m Y/N,” she squeeked and shut her eyes, basking in her Alpha’s attention. “So, how is this gonna work?” Her eyes were wide, cheeks dusted with pink
Both Alphas looked at each other. “I don’t know,” he said and kissed the top of her head. “But we’re gonna work it out ‘Mega”