#the avnegers

[queen-of-the-avengers]

The Avengers: Final Part

Pairing: Loki x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.6k

Warnings: canon violence and angst

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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Thor escapes from Stark Tower and heads down to the streets where Steve, Nat, and Clint are. More Chitauri come to overtake them but he uses his lightning to kill them.

"What's the story upstairs?" Steve asks Thor.

You don't know what's going on down there but you can hear their conversation due to the earpieces everyone has in.

"The power surrounding the cube is impenetrable."

"Thor's right. We have to deal with these guys first," you say and shoot fireballs at the aliens you pass by.

"How do we do this?"

"As a team."

"I have unfinished business with Loki," Thor says.

"Yeah, get in line," Clint scoffs.

"Save it. Loki's gonna keep this fight focused on us and that's what we need. Without him, these things could run wild. We got Stark and Y/N up top, and they're gonna need us to--"

Steve suddenly stops talking because Bruce comes rolling in on a motorcycle he stole. You look down to see him come in all the while killing as many aliens as you can 

"So, this all seems horrible," Bruce sighs.

"I've seen worse," Natasha says.

"Sorry."

"No. We could use a little worse."

"Stark? Y/N? We got Banner here."

"Tell him to suit up. I'm bringing the party to you."

With the Leviathan chasing after Tony, he makes a sharp turn and heads back down the street where Bruce is. If anyone can take out this huge monster without burning the entire Earth down, it's the Hulk.

"I... I don't see how that's a party," Natasha sighs.

Tony swoops down the street with the Leviathan following closely behind. Bruce looks at the monster and begins walking toward it with determination.

"Dr. Banner. Now might be a really good time for you to get angry," Steve says.

"That's my secret, Cap," Bruce looks back at him, "I'm always angry."

Just as he turns to face the Leviathan, Bruce starts to swell, stretch, and harden to that of the Hulk. He transforms just in time to send a deadly punch to the Leviathan's snout. It does a 180 turn in the sky and its armor starts falling off. Tony extends his arm and shoots a rocket at a soft spot to blow it up, and the Avengers down below take cover to avoid the falling debris. You fly down to join the others but hover in the air just like what Tony is doing as the others crowd around each other for the fight you all know is coming.

From the portal, two more Leviathans come swimming out while hundreds more soldiers fly through.

"Call it, Cap," Tony says.

"Alright, listen up. Until we can close that portal up there, we're gonna use containment. Barton, I want you on that roof with eyes on everything." Steve points to a nearby building. "Call out patterns and strays. Stark, you got the perimeter. Anything that gets more than three blocks out, you turn it back or you turn it to ash."

"Wanna give me a lift?" Clint asks Tony.

"Right. Better clench up, Legolas."

Tony grabs Clint and lifts him to the top of the building.

"Thor, you've gotta try and bottleneck that portal. Slow them down. You've got the lightning. Light the bastards up. Y/N, go with him. Work that water power."

You and Thor fly over to the Empire State Building which is near where the portal is. He is going to use that as a beacon for the lighting he summons. You stay floating in midair as you conjure as much water as you can without it being dangerous to the city below. Thor raises his hammer to the sky as storm clouds roll in. Lightning strikes his hammer and lights the top of the Empire State Building with electricity.

"Now!" you yell.

Just as Thor directs a strong line of lightning at the portal, you shoot the water over to it. The aliens flying out of it get sucked into the large pool of water just as the lightning strikes it. A Leviathan is trying to fly out of the portal but gets caught in the electricity. Everyone that is inside your pool gets electrocuted to death while the others out of it get struck by the lightning.

Thor can handle the rest so you evaporate the water before flying off to help your team down below.

"Captain, none of this is gonna mean a damn thing if we don't close that portal," Natasha pants.

"Our biggest guns couldn't touch it."

"Well, maybe it's not about guns."

She gestures to the flying chariots that the Chitauri is using. If she can control one of those, then she might have some leverage on the Tesseract.

"If you wanna get up there, you're gonna need a ride."

"Nat, on your six. Heads up."

Natasha looks up to see you flying her way and you swoop down to pick her off the street. You fly higher to one of the chariots and drop her before taking a hard turn and flying away. She sticks two knives into the rider's nervous system to control the chariot.

Thor and the Hulk are on top of a Leviathan fighting Chitauri soldiers so you fly down underneath the belly of the monster. Your entire body goes up in flames so you can take it down from the underside. You touch a soft spot and fly opposite of it so you can slide a line of fire down the belly. It roars in pain and crashes into Grand Central Station.

Thor and Hulk stand in silence for a second before Hulk punches Thor so he goes flying into the side of the train station.

"Hey, big guy, he's on our side. Come on," you sigh.

Hulk grumbles and you shake your head.

"Captain, the bank on 42nd past Madison caught a lot of civilians there."

"I'm on it. I'm closer," you state and fly into the air.

You head over to the bank crawling with Chitauri with guns and humans are cowering in the middle of the bank in fear that they will die. Well, not on your watch. The aliens turn to you when you land inside and point their guns at you. You use your air powers and lift every single one of them in the air and you blast them away into the city below. One of the aliens was hidden behind some desks that are piled up across the room so he was affected by your powers. He aims his gun at you and shoots, and you go flying back into the cement column inside the bank. It doesn't kill you but it does hurt like Hell. Everyone looks at you to make sure you're okay and you give them a small smile to ease their concerns.

"Everyone, go out the back room. Get out of the streets and down below. Quickly!"

You get up and fly back over to the Chitauri with fire in your hands. You shoot two balls of fire at it before flying back outside to help your teammates with the fight. The people inside the bank are going to be okay and you've taken care of the aliens threatening them. The first responders help the civilians out of the bank and to one of the nearby subway tunnels. You hover in midair and look at the destroyed city around you. How the hell did this happen?

Suddenly, a loud BOOM comes from Stark Tower, and you see Loki crash through the same window he threw Tony out of. Seconds later, you see an angry green mass enter through the same window. Shit. You quickly fly toward the tower to see Loki and Hulk in each other's faces.

"ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU ARE BENEATH ME! I AM A GOD, YOU DULL CREATURE AND I WILL NOT BE BULLIED BY--"

Hulk doesn't let Loki finish his sentence because he grabs Loki by the legs and smashes him into the floor multiple times. If Loki was human, he would be dead for sure. Instead, Loki is banged up and weak since Hulk is a lot stronger than him physically. The floor caves in under Loki, and Hulk walks away with an angry look on his face.

"Puny God."

Hulk passes by you and jumps out the window to continue fighting the Chitauri. You land on the floor and walk over to Loki who can't seem to move because he's in so much pain. You kneel next to him and move his hair away from his eyes. He looks into yours with confusion, hurt, betrayal, and something that calls out to you.

"You're not this man, Loki. You would be so much happier if you'd just let this go. Thor might be King of Asgard one day but that doesn't make you less than him. If only you can see what I see," you whisper.

You get up to join the fight again when you hear Fury's voice come over the earpiece.

"Stark, you hear me? We have a missile headed straight for the city."

"How long?"

"Three minutes, at best. Stay low and wipe out the missile."

"Tony, you need me to help?" you ask and fly out of the building.

"No, your powers would blow it up, and I don't think water would disable it. I got a plan."

You look at the balcony and see Loki's scepter and look up to see Natasha on the roof staring at it. You grab it and fly it up to her. When Erik was blasted back by the power of the Tesseract, he hit his head just right and was able to snap out of whatever Loki did to him. He is now back in "scientist mode" and is working hard to try and shut the portal down. Natasha takes the scepter and places the tip on the forcefield around the Tesseract. When she pushes, the tip pushes past the barrier and closer to the Tesseract.

"I can close it! Can anybody hear me? I can shut the portal down!" she yells.

"Do it!" Steve yells back.

"No, wait!" Tony interrupts.

"Stark, these things are still coming!"

"I got a nuke coming in and it's gonna blow in less than a minute. I know just where to put it."

You look back and see the missile Fury was talking about. The council must have done this. Fury would not have let something like this happen. Tony grabs the missile and veers it off course by pushing up so that instead of heading to the city, he's headed straight for the portal.

"Stark, you know that's a one-way trip, right?" Steve asks.

Tony doesn't answer because he knows it. You start to fly up to help Tony when Natasha grabs your hand to prevent you from doing so.

"We can't lose two people."

"We're not losing Tony. He's gonna make it out."

When Tony passes through the portal, he is shocked at seeing the Chitauri mother ship. His suit can't handle the stress of being in space so it starts to freeze. Tony doesn't have access to Jarvis which means he doesn't have access to his oxygen filtration system. He is using what he has left in the suit but if he continues to be there, he will die.

"Come on, Tony," you whisper.

The Mother ship explodes in contact with the missile, and all of the aliens on Earth begin to die off. It's like the mother ship was their power source and without it, they can't live. The Chitauri convulse before dropping to the ground like flies. The aftershock of the explosion creeps toward the portal. If Natasha doesn't close it, then Earth will feel the effects of a nuke going off.

"Close it," Steve says.

Without hesitating, Natasha shoves the scepter into the Tesseract and quickly pulls it out, causing the entire system to shut down. The portal shuts off as it gets smaller and smaller. You're looking around for Tony and spot him falling back down to Earth. He passes through the portal seconds before it closes, and you smile at the thought of not losing your friend. However, Tony doesn't fly off. Instead, he keeps freefalling down to Earth. He will die if he hits the ground.

"He's not slowing down," Thor exclaims.

"I got it!"

You take off flying toward Tony and slam your body into his to slow him down. You grab Tony'sarm and pull him into you so that you're controlling the speed in which he falls. You gently bring him back down to where Steve, Thor, and Hulk are. You rip off his mask so you can see his face, and you check his pulse by placing two fingers on the side of his neck.

"Come on, Tony. Wake up."

Hulk yells in Fury and that's enough to startle Tony awake. He gasps and looks around frantically. You sigh in relief and sit back on your heels.

"What the hell? What just happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me."

"We won," Steve chuckles.

"Alright. Hey. Alright. Good job, guys. Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day. Have you ever tried shawarma? There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don't know what it is but I wanna try it."

"We're not finished yet."

You look up at Stark Tower when you hear Thor's voice and think of Loki who is still probably on the ground after the beating he got from Hulk.

"Okay, then shawarma after," Tony groans.

"Come on, get up."

You help Tony to his feet and the three men head up to the penthouse, Natasha makes her way down from the roof, and you fly over to Clint to bring him through the busted window. Loki is just now getting enough strength to sit up, and he sighs when he sees all seven Avengers staring at him with angry looks. Well, six of them are. You're sad for him at what he's become. This wasn't his choice. You refuse to believe it.

"If it's all the same to you. I'll have that drink," he chuckles.

As soon as SHIELD heard that it was safe to come down to the city and start the clean-up process, they took the scepter so that it was in their possession for testing. The Tesseract will remain with Thor and Loki because that is their only way of getting back to Asgard since the rainbow bridge is still gone.

It's going to take a long time to rebuild the city into what it was before, but you're not going to be here to see it. If the Tesseract is going with Thor and Loki, you have to go with it. It still holds so many answers to all of your questions. If you can study it, you'll be able to learn more about it and who you are. Plus, you have unfinished business with Loki.

Thor has placed Loki in handcuffs with a muzzle over his mouth. He will be facing Asgardian punishment which is fine with the other Avengers. The Tesseract is inside a glass tube with two handles on either side of it. Thor has one side in his hand while Loki has the other.

"Are you sure you want to leave?" Steve asks you. "I just got you back."

"I know. Trust me, I would stay here with you if I could. I have to know more about who I am, and the Tesseract will give me that."

"Is that the only reason?"

You look back at Loki who hasn't taken his eyes off you. You turn back to Steve with tears in your eyes.

"I have to go with him."

"He's no good for you, Y/N."

"I believe differently. I'll be back here as soon as I can. Thank you for understanding."

You walk to the brothers and place one hand on Thor's shoulder and one on Loki's. Thor uses the power of the Tesseract to beam all three of you back to Asgard. Heimdall saw everything that happened on Earth, so when you arrive on the remaining rainbow bridge, a plethora of guards are standing there waiting for Loki.

Being back here brings more memories to light, memories you never knew you had. Going down memory lane is going to hurt but is necessary if you're going to help Loki and figure out who you are as a person.

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𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐭-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐩 - scott lang 

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[sebbystrawberry]

Stuck Part 1. Reader x Bucky Barnes x Tony Stark FanFic

I stepped into the elevator and went down to the main floor. I let out a sigh as I looked around at the mess I had to clean up. Cups lay askew on the floor, throw pillows across the room. I began to tidy up picking things up as I came across them. I walked over to the kitchen and started some waffles cooking then went back to picking up various beer cans and trash. I looked behind the couch and to my surprise there laid the biggest mess I had come across yet. A large shirtless man passed out. I shook my head stifling a giggle. Thor. 

Thor was out cold, he had "Princess of Thunder" written on his chest in marker, a plastic tiara placed in his incredibly tangled hair, and a large metal mug gripped in his right hand. It looked as though it was at least partly filled. 

I debated if I should allow him to keep sleeping or try to make him get up. The waffle maker beeped making my decision for me. I went back into the kitchen and took the waffles that just finished out and began a fresh batch.

So, I imagine you are probably wondering why exactly am I cleaning up this leftover party mess? It’s my job. I am essentially the Avenger’s tower caretaker. I cook and clean for the Avengers. It comes with its perks, but it also has its downfalls. For example, partying with them last night was a blast, cleaning up after the mess however? Not so much. While there are days I hate my job, for the most part I love it. In all honesty I didn’t know what exactly I was applying for when I interviewed. My dad takes great pride in all his contacts, one of which is Happy Hogan - who mentioned they were having a hard time finding somebody who would stay longer than a few weeks and could actually cook something that they would eat. Naturally my dad decided I would be the perfect fit because I am stubborn and took a year of culinary school. He took the liberty of setting up the interview for me.

The stack of waffles was growing taller and taller, as was the pile of garbage that needed to be taken out. Before I had the chance to take it out, I noticed the first two making their way down the stairs, Steve and Bucky. Shirtless Steve and Bucky. Yet another perk. I tore my eyes away from them and back to the waffle maker.

"Morning y/n, want me to take the trash out?" Steve smiled walking over to me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes please," I said without looking up. Since Steve and I are friends now, he said it made him feel bad that I was the one who had to clean up the party mess that everyone contributed to. I didn’t mind much however; it was my job after all.

One by one the Avengers began to work their way into the kitchen, grabbing a plate, piling it with food and then sitting at the table. By the time I finished cooking, Thor woke up on his own and wandered over to the food. I had to stifle a small laugh at his appearance. The tiara tangled in his hair really did it for me.

"Thank you, Lady y/n” he grabbed what was left of the waffles and headed for the table. I began the dishes and just a few moments later Bucky walked over.

"They were delicious thank you" he smiled helping me rinse the remaining dishes and load them in the dishwasher. 

"Anytime," I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes. Those eyes. I could easily look at them all day, but they were also intimidating.

I wouldn't say it out loud but I kind of had a thing for the mystery man. The only person who really knew about it was Natasha, she was one of my closest friends in the house. I wasn’t too certain why I was drawn to Bucky. I didn’t know too much about him. Yeah, he was attractive - but there’s just something about him that made me want to know more. Unfortunately, that’s not an easy feat. All attempts to befriend him have fallen flat. Every now and then he would throw a flirty line my way, or say something personal – but if I reciprocated, he completely threw a wall up blocking me out.

"You're making lunch today?" Bucky questioned raising an eyebrow.

"Mhm, I make lunch every day…” I playfully rolled my eyes.

"A couple weeks ago, you didn't make lunch," he said in a -matter-of-fact tone.

I stared blankly at him for a moment before shaking my head, "that's because I was recovering after you dared me to drink an entire glass of Thor's Asgardian liquor! I almost died!" I laughed and put the last of dishes into the dish washer. "Unless you're planning to send me on another suicide mission then yes. I am making lunch today." 

"I didn't know that would happen!" He chuckled; his eyes crinkled up - he put me in absolute ecstasy. "Those spicy chicken tortilla wraps you make?" I nodded knowing what he was referring to, "if you could make those for lunch, I would be forever indebted to you." 

"You already are,” I smirked jokingly.

"Oh, but I would be beyond grateful…” his voice teetered off sending an army of goosebumps down my arms.

My cheeks flushed red, and I shook my head, “yeah I can make those for lunch.”

Before Bucky could say anything else we were interrupted.

"Are you two quite finished? I think you've got some training to do Barnes," I looked over and saw Tony standing there with his arms crossed staring at us. 

Bucky gave me a quick smile before disappearing down the hall towards the elevator.

"Did they save me any breakfast?" Tony walked towards me looking at the nearly bare counter.

"No, but there's still plenty of fruit," I pushed the bowl towards him, but not before first grabbing a banana, slowly peeling it and placing it in my mouth while staring directly at him.

"Knock it-" he was interrupted by an influx of Avengers stacking their dishes by the sink and heading in the same direction Bucky had went.

"Thanks y/n! Could you do omelets tomorrow?" Clint yelled at me as he walked away.

I had just swallowed my first bite of banana when I shouted back, "of course!" 

Sam and Steve were standing behind me at the sink discussing the strengths of resilience training versus cardio. I was still leaning against the counter facing Tony. I continued to slowly eat my banana staring directly at him. I felt incredibly silly, but he looked flustered.

"Y/n, I need to talk to you about your contract," he stated in a stern voice.

I rolled my eyes, yeah sure.

"Wait you're not firing her, are you?" I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned and both Steve and Sam were staring at him. 

"No not at all," Tony said. “I just have to have her sign some paperwork, so she doesn’t have a lapse in her health insurance.” 

Satisfied with his answer the two resumed their conversation as I followed Tony into the elevator. He didn’t say a word nor did I. After the elevator I followed him into his room. The second the door closed he gently pushed me up against the wall.

"You think you're cute? Hm? Teasing me like that?" he questioned his face only inches from my own, "and what was that with Barnes? You're mine." His lips crashed roughly onto my own sending waves of warmth flowing through my body.

Tony and I have been hooking up since shortly after I started working here. It was simple, no strings attached, no drama. Nobody knew. Sometimes I felt like Nat might, but if she did - she never mentioned anything. 

"I think you should be punished, don't you?" one of his hands began gently grazing my skin. Starting at my collar bone and working its way lower and lower, but never actually touching me. 

"Please Tony," I whimpered. I wanted more, I needed more.

"I'm sorry - what was that? I can't seem to hear you,” he hummed into my ear.

"Please!" I said a little louder knowing everyone else was downstairs training and they couldn’t hear me.

"Tell me you're mine,” he demanded before kissing my neck, teeth gently nibbling on my tender skin.

"Are you jealous Stark?" I whispered somewhat amused. "Worried I'm going to run off with a super soldier and you're going to be stuck with your hand again?" I stuck my bottom lip out pretending to pout before smirking.

"Have it your way then," he bit his lip and guided me to the bed before crawling on top of me.

A/N: Hi everyone! This it the first part in a MANY part fit I wrote. Some of you may have read it on wattled when I originally posted it 3 years ago. I have since updated and am rewriting it since it was incredibly cringey and toxic. I hope you all enjoy!

#tony stark #bucky #marvel #steve rogers #steve x reader #Tony x reader #Tony stark imagine #imagines #Bucky barnes x reader #the winter solider #captain america #stevebucky #Tony stark fan fiction #Bucky barnes fan fiction #fan fiction #fanfic #iron man #ironman #avnegers #happy hogan #iron man 3 #morgan stark #Bucky x reader #natasha romanoff #scarlet witch #black widow #clint barton #age of ultron #love triangle

[whatamidoinghere777]

CUTE AVENGERS SENARIO I JUST THOUGHT OF

Imagine all the avengers on a trampoline

Tony bought like a mega trampoline cuz he's rich (or they can all be squeezed onto a tiny one 💀💀)

I jut know Clint would bounce natasha SO HIGH SHE WOULD BE FLYING

Steve would be bouncing in a corner trying not to be concussed

Sam and bucky would be body slamming each other, while Peter screams for them to stop

IM DYING AT THIS

#avengers #marvel #mcu #marvel imagines #avnegers senario #avenegers funny #marvel funny

[moontours]

i give u pretend $20 for ur review of im 8

💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

OKAY keep in mind that i only read im#8 and didnt read the previous issues (i think i read the first one when it first came out actually but i dont rmbr much) so i dont have like any context for most of whatever's going on

but i was very pleasantly surprised with the way tony was written and his dynamics w the other characters here like the conversation between him and jen was sooo good 😭 loved the part where he was like 'i hear my attorney's counsel, as my hulk, what is your advice?' like ive always loved seeing him interact w others bc he does have a lot of friends and a good team with hi,

the tony and emma dynamic was everything to me like i was literally smiling from ear to ear 😭 reminded me of when they used to interact way back when with their banter. and them teaming up was literally better than i could've imagined but the part where tony was injured and emma was trying to help him and entered his mind made me cry so bad like the place where he treated into bc of his trauma 😭😭 obviously very emotional for many reasons but it also reminded me of how similar he and emma really are, and how a lot of people forget that they have a lot in common

OVERALL loved the issue a lot more than i thought i would like it just made me remember all the conversations i had w people talking ab emma and tony and how they WOULD work despite ppl being haters about it

#AND THE ENDING .. YEAH #parts of it also strangely reminded me of like older comics #like the part where he was talkign ab killing an avneger #in the streets #anon #m.inbox

[scottyrider]

More Between Us - Amerihawk Fic Part 2

More Between Us - Scottyrider - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] The sequel and likely conclusion of my Clint Barton & Steve Rogers fan fic is here, titled "More Between Us"!  With full images to visualize it! "After a night Steve Rogers and Clint Barton will never forget, duty calls as a new threat rises, the kingdom of Wakanda calls for the assistance of the Avengers to help stop Klaw and his new alliance with AIM. During this new mission, Clint and Steve will ponder if there is more between them, or if it was all simply the heat of the moment. A journey of acceptance, love and of course sex. The Following story takes place during Marvel’s Avengers (Videogame) War of Wakanda Expansion. It is rated Explicit for some sexual content mainly toward the end!

#gay #fan fiction #romance #first time #connor hawke #captain america #steve rogers #amerihawk #marvelsavengers #clint barton #steve x clint #clint x steve #Clint Barton/Steve Rogers #gay ship #avnegers #marvel #videogame #game #winterhawk

[edgecastlema]

ACCEPTED ! seen walking around edgecastle; TOMMY SHEPHERD, ANNA-MARIE, KAINE PARKER. please message the main within 48 hrs to receive the discord invite

{ trans man , 24, he/him , marvel (616), dupes not allowed } it isn’t every day you see someone that looks like RUDY PANKOW wandering around these woods. lucky i picked you up, you give off sort of a ALWAYS LANDING ON YOUR TOES, PUSHING YOURSELF TO YOUR LIMITS- TO BE BETTER TO DO BETTER, WHITE BLONDE HAIR vibe, this town will eat you alive. you some kind of tax collector? ❝ SHIFT LEAD PIZZA TEAM AT ASTROBOB'S, actually. in edgecastle ❞. oh, i stand corrected. hey, crank the radio up. do you like PUNK TACTICS ? ❝ yeah… JOEY VALANCE & BRAE is my favorite ❞. you’ve got good taste, pal. say, what’s your name, stranger? ❝ TOMMY SHEPHERD ❞ ( theoden )

{ Trans Woman, 26, She/Her, Marvel, dupes not allowed } it isn’t every day you see someone that looks like MAREYA SALAZAR wandering around these woods. lucky i picked you up, you give off sort of a COMBAT BOOTS, LONGING STARES, ELEGANT GLOVES vibe, this town will eat you alive. you some kind of tax collector? ❝LIBRARIAN, actually. in edgecastle ❞. oh, i stand corrected. hey, crank the radio up. do you like GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD? ❝ yeah… ELTON JOHN is my favorite ❞. you’ve got good taste, pal. say, what’s your name, stranger? ❝ ANNA-MARIE ❞

{ cis man, 22, he/him, marvel 616, dupes not allowed } it isn’t every day you see someone that looks like HERMAN TØMMERAAS wandering around these woods. lucky i picked you up, you give off sort of a ORGANIC SILK COMING OUT FROM UNDER THE SKIN ON YOUR WRISTS, THE ANGER OF A CLONE REJECTED BY HIS CREATOR, WATCHING TEXAN SUNSETS FROM THE BACK OF A PICKUP TRUCK, TRYING TO FIND SOME PEACE, AN UNEXPLAINABLE SCAR ON YOUR FACE vibe, this town will eat you alive. you some kind of tax collector? ❝ TATTOO ARTIST, actually. in edgecastle ❞. oh, i stand corrected. hey, crank the radio up. do you like SUN KILLER? ❝ yeah… SPIRITBOX is my favorite ❞.  you’ve got good taste, pal. say, what’s your name, stranger? ❝ KAINE PARKER ❞ ( bonnie, 29, est, she/her )

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Preview: Avengers Forever #12

Avengers Forever #12 preview. Mephisto has come to claim that tower's secrets, and he's brought an army of his own. #comics #comicbooks

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[slightly-smarter-nat]

My birthday is coming up in two weeks, and I am a really huge fan of your writing and love so much your Natasha fics. They make my day so much better and I always reread them when I’m sad. I also love the way you portray reader and Tony as a sibling vibe friendship. So IF you have time, could I ask for a Natasha x avenger!reader birthday fic? Maybe reader is on a solo mission and Natasha and Tony are planning her a surprise party with just the team? And the whole planning is chaotically funny. And when Reader comes back she is blown away by it all because she’d never had a proper birthday celebration cause she’s been an orphan her whole life but now found her family in the Avnegers. And it’s just a banger and successful birthday party?

Happy Birthday || Natasha Romanoff

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: N/A. If I have missed any warnings, please let me know.

Word Count: 5337 words.

A/N: Thank you so much for the request anon and your kind words, I really appreciate them. Also Happy Birthday!! I hope you have a wonderful day. (Also, if you are ever sad and want someone to talk to, my DM’s are always open). I hope you all enjoy! Please note this is an au so some character’s behaviours may be different to what is expected.

Please do not repost (on here or any social media platform), copy, translate or take ownership of my work. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated <3.

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Happy Birthday: Natasha Romanoff-

“It’s only going to be a few days and you’ll be back in my arms again in no time, my love.” Natasha works through each of your worries as you desperately grip onto her, not wanting to board the Quinjet and leave for your solo mission.

“I don’t want to leave, can’t we just send someone else? I want to stay here with you.” You grumble into the crook of Natasha’s neck. This is your first solo mission and to say you were nervous would be a mild understatement.

Natasha releases a sympathetic sigh, wanting nothing more than to board the Quinjet with you and stay by your side. She gently pulls you away from her, scanning your disheartened features.

“Y/n, you can do this. I know you can, you’re the strongest person I know and I’m so lucky to have you. I know you’re afraid but I promise you, you will make it through this mission safe and well okay.”

You absorb Natasha’s words, before bowing your head to release a mumbled ‘okay’.

Natasha uses her hand to guide your gaze back to her, “Anyway, once you get back we can celebrate your birthday.”

You give Natasha a small smile, you have never really been one to celebrate your birthdays. Growing up in an Orphanage didn’t exactly equal prime quality Birthday celebrations. You were lucky enough to receive one ‘Happy Birthday’ from those around you, nothing more.

You’re snapped out of your thoughts when Natasha uses both of her hands to grab at your face, “I love you, now go and kick some ass for me, alright.”

You laugh at her words, feeling much calmer from Natasha’s support pushing you forwards, “I love you too, and I will. Thank you Nat.”

Natasha plants a quick kiss on your lips, “No need to thank me, it’s my job to support you. Now go, the sooner you leave, the sooner you can come back.”

You give her a firm nod before bringing her into your embrace for a hug, which is unfortunately interrupted by none other than Tony Stark.

“Are you really still here? Move your ass, y/l/n. I need you gone so I can raid your snack drawer.” Tony says as he makes his way towards you and Natasha.

You gasp at his words, “Hey, that drawer better be full when I get back Stark.”

“You’ll never know if you don’t go, come on let’s see some hustle.” Tony says as he playfully pushes you towards the opening of the jet.

You attempt to turn and address Natasha once more, but with one last shove, you’re inside the Quinjet; enough to settle in at least.

“We’ll see you when you get back, stay safe and keep in touch.” Tony says as he gives you a quick side hug, before turning to leave the jet.

“Will do, look after Nat for me okay.” You reply.

“You have my word y/n.”

As he steps off the ramp, Tony activates the automatic locking system for the aircraft, allowing it to initiate the closing mechanism.

Just as Tony makes his way back to Natasha she sends him a malevolent glare, causing him to shrug his shoulders in a questioning manner, “You do realise she was extremely anxious to go. Why would you do that?”

“Simple, if I didn’t she’d still be standing here clinging onto you. Plus we need her gone so we can start the preparations.” Tony shoves his hands into his pockets and begins his journey inside once he hears the Quinjet making its way off the landing platform.

Natasha furrows her eyebrows at Tony’s cryptic words, “Preparations? Tony-“

Tony interrupts Natasha’s sentence by shouting, “I can’t hear you by the way, but please feel free to carry on talking.”

Natasha shakes her head at Tony’s antics before glancing out towards the sky, hoping you’ll return back again soon.

—————-

“What do you think you are doing?” Tony asks Natasha as he walks into the living area of the compound.

“Hopefully I’m not about to engage in a conversation with you, but we’ll see how that goes.” Natasha says as she mindlessly flicks through the channels on the TV.

It’s been two hours since you left for your mission, causing Natasha to become bored out of her mind. She has no missions pending to prepare for, and the only person she really hangs out with through the day is you, so channel surfing seems to be her best bet for entertainment.

Tony makes his way over to the TV and switches it off, causing Natasha to release a groan in frustration.

“You do realise it’s y/n’s birthday in three days.” Tony says as he crosses his arms over his chest.

Natasha pushes herself up from the couch, admitting defeat due to Tony’s behaviour, “Yes, I am aware of when my own girlfriend’s birthday is. Why do you ask Stark?”

Tony scoffs at Natasha’s question, “Why do I ask? Are you serious Romanoff?! This is quite possibly one of the most important days of the year, excluding my own birthday of course. Which means, preparations need to be made for a party.”

Natasha stares at Tony in bewilderment, she knows he cares for you but this is actually surprising.

She also knows that the team absolutely adores you, but to see Tony this passionate about planning a get together to celebrate your big day, this eager is completely unexpected from his part. Usually it’s only a day of planning and a week of cleaning anytime he organises a party, so this effort is greatly appreciated.

“Tony, as much as I appreciate your enthusiasm, we don’t even know if y/n will be back in time for a party in three days. Besides, you know she doesn’t like outrageous parties. In other words, your kind of parties.” Natasha puts forward to Tony.

Tony waves his hand in dismissal, “Her mission won’t last her two days, tops. Also, I plan amazing parties I’ll have you know. They’re always remembered-“

“For the wrong reasons.” Natasha remarks with a smirk.

Tony’s mouth drops open in shock, “Oh, so it’s my fault that Thor sent out all the last party invites to our Hydra contacts?”

Natasha releases a sigh as she makes her way over to Tony, placing her hands firmly on his shoulders to gain his full attention, “Tony, we will plan y/n a party; it will be a small yet successful party, like she wants; she will love it and therefore we will all be happy. Take a breather and everything will turn out okay.”

Tony raises his hands to pinch at Natasha’s hoodie sleeves, ultimately lifting and removing her grip from his shoulders, “Right, well you keep telling yourself that Widow, whilst I go make some calls in regards to the party. I’ll be in my lab for the remainder of the day, if you need me.”

Natasha watches as Tony makes his way out of the room, “Calls? What exactly for Tony?”

Just as he’s about to leave the room, Tony turns to address Natasha, “You’ll find out at the party planning meeting tomorrow morning, 10 am sharp. Don’t be late Romanoff, or you’ll be uninvited from the party.”

Before Natasha can make a sarcastic remark back to Tony, she feels her phone vibrate in her pocket.

She instantly takes it out and taps the screen to reveal the source of the communication.

Her face lights up when she realises you have messaged her from a ‘burner phone’, letting her know you arrived at your mission location safely.

With the relief spreading through her system at the confirmation of your safety, Natasha takes it upon herself to start a little party planning research of her own. Knowing that if she’s going to be working with Tony on this one, she needs to be as prepared as humanly possible.

After all, who knows what the mind of Tony Stark will conjure up for this party.

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Natasha sprints through the compound to Tony’s lab- as fast as she possibly can.

She curses under her breath with each step, knowing she is going to be late for the meeting Tony specifically asked her not to be late to- it’s not her fault that training over ran by half an hour.

Just as she reaches the glass doors leading into the lab she notices Tony leaning back in his desk chair; with his feet planted up on his desk for comfort whilst taking a phone call.

Natasha rolls her eyes at his antics before giving the door a firm shove, only to find it won’t open.

She gives the door another hit with her whole body weight, and still the door remains closed.

The continued efforts catch Tony’s attention, causing his gaze to wander over to the red head. She points towards the locked doors, displaying an unamused expression.

Tony simply responds by pointing to the side of the door, causing Natasha to avert her gaze to the direction he was pointing to.

She notices that a note is taped to the neighbouring glass pane, stating a phrase that Natasha must repeat if she wishes to gain entry into the lab.

Natasha shakes her head, “I’m not saying that Stark, so you may as well open the door!” She shouts to compensate for the barrier separating the two of them.

Tony removes the phone from his ear to respond, “Say it, otherwise you’re officially banned from the planning process of y/n’s party, and I know you’d hate to let me take full charge so the ball is in your court, Romanoff.”

He quickly returns his attention back to his phone call, signalling to Natasha that she must follow his instructions in order to gain his attention furthermore.

Natasha releases a deep sigh, mostly calming herself down before she hurts the billionaire. She glares at the note and repeats the line needed to unlock the door, “Tony Stark is the best Avenger, and we all know it.”

Tony’s A.I. responds to Natasha’s words, ‘Access granted, Good Morning, Miss Romanoff.’

Once the doors open, Natasha doesn’t even hesitate to make her way into the lab. Removing the opportunity for Tony to lock her out again.

She marches towards him in frustration, until Tony puts his hand up to halt her actions. His gesture nearly sends Natasha’s annoyance levels through the roof.

“Yeah, just the small ones. No, Happy, trust me on this one the smaller ones will look better with the centrepiece.”

Tony swivels in his chair slightly, getting lost in conversation. His movements are interrupted once Natasha slams her hand onto his chair, and turns it towards herself to send him an unnerving glare.

“Happy, I’m going to have to call you back. Scary Widow looks like she’s about to murder me.” Tony hangs up his phone call to Happy Hogan, shrugging his shoulders towards Natasha to signal for her to explain her angered motions.

“Are you being serious Tony? You could have just let me in, instead of making me stand out there-“

“Romanoff, you wouldn’t have had to wait out there if you weren’t late. Those who do wrong, get punished.” Tony says to Natasha, clearly ignoring her hardened expression.

“Trust me Stark, I could do a lot worse. Especially if you want a visit to Dr Cho, I hear she loves to fix a broken bone of two.” Natasha says with a fake smile, hiding her irritation.

Tony visibly gulps, he loves to wind up Natasha, but sometimes he forgets how ruthless she can be. Which is why he opts to move the conversation forwards.

“Well, since you are here now. I have a few ideas to go over for the party. Including things that we need; people we want to attend, you get the picture.” Tony quickly clears a space at his desk for Natasha to take her place.

Natasha takes a seat on the spare chair, scanning over the various lists and drawings associated with his ‘ideal party layout’.

There isn’t even an inch that isn’t covered in Tony’s ideas, causing Natasha to panic at what mayhem she is about to be exposed to.

—-

Natasha doesn’t know how much time has passed, but she’s convinced that she’s been in Tony’s lab for a decade.

“Okay, so the guy bringing the animals said he can be here as early as tomorrow to set up-“

Natasha’s eyes widened at Tony’s words, “Wait, animals? What for?”

“The petting zoo of course, come on Romanoff keep up.” Tony says with a roll of his eyes.

Natasha opens and closes her mouth in confusion, “For the party? Why would we have a petting zoo at y/n’s party?”

Tony picks up a pile of his notes to scan over, “Why wouldn’t she want a petting zoo?” It was a real hit at Morgan’s party last year.”

Natasha puts her hands over her face and groans into them, “You just answered it yourself, Morgan is five years old; y/n is not.”

Tony furiously scribbles out the option of having a petting zoo at your party, “Well, if she asks where all the cute animals are, you can break her heart I guess.”

Natasha pulls her hands down her face in relief, thankful that one potential disaster has been avoided.

—-

“Right, so you’ve ordered the cake; I can go pick up some streamers and some ‘Happy Birthday’ banners to place around the compound.” Natasha rhymes off her own list; happy with the progress that is being made from the planning.

“What food should we have?” Tony asks as he attempts to throw his screwed up and rejected (by Natasha) notes into the bin located at the opposite side of his lab.

“Um, we need something everyone is going to enjoy, but mostly what y/n will enjoy-“

“Cheeseburgers.” Tony interrupts Natasha.

“That’s just what you want, not everyone likes cheeseburgers Tony.” Natasha puts across to Tony.

“That’s where you’re wrong Romanoff, I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t appreciate a good cheeseburger.”

Natasha shakes her head, “Tony, I’m pretty sure people who do not eat meat, don’t appreciate them.” Tony glares over at Natasha, “You know, I don’t like you much Romanoff.”

Natasha smirks as she writes cheeseburgers down as a potential option for the party food- It’s either that or having Tony mope all day, “Oh, I know Stark, but we definitely need a vegetarian alternative and some other bits to have for the guests to pick on through the night.”

Tony sits and ponders for a few seconds, before smiling, “We could have shawarma too.”

Natasha instantly writes it down, knowing it’s a team favourite, “Nice work Tony, it's easy enough to adapt for everyone.”

“Did you just compliment me Romanoff?” Tony attempts to tease Natasha, to which she instantly dismisses him.

“Oh, I wanna take it back.”

“No, no, no. You can't retract it.” Tony instantly replies, basking in the feeling of receiving a rare dose of praise from the Black Widow herself.

—-

After spending the entire day planning your party, the duo sets aside some time to enjoy a well deserved break- Natasha mostly for putting up with Tony’s extravagant ideas.

“I can’t believe we’re actually going to pull this off. I thought we weren’t going to meet the Friday deadline for sure.” Tony says as he digs into his takeout container, gathering a fork full of food.

Natasha raises her eyebrow in confusion, “Why Friday? Y/n’s birthday is Saturday.”

Tony practically chokes on his food, beating at his chest to dislodge the offending item, “No, it’s Friday. I know it is.”

Natasha places down her food containers and pulls out her phone to view the calendar, “No, look it’s on Saturday.”

Tony adjusts his A.I. glasses to view the calendar, releasing a small ‘huh’ at the realisation, “Oh, yeah now I remember. It was Friday last year, I just assumed it was like that this year.”

Natasha looks at Tony unsettled, “You concern me sometimes, Stark.”

Tony waves a dismissive hand towards Natasha, “I can’t be the smartest person in the room all the time, it’s an exhausting gift.”

Natasha shakes her head in amusement, “Well, once I’m done here I’m heading up to bed. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow, making sure everything is purchased before y/n gets home.”

“Has she contacted you today?” Tony asks.

Natasha takes a moment to think before slightly shaking her head, “No actually, though you know what she’s like, once she’s in mission mode that’s all she thinks about. If she doesn’t contact me before midday tomorrow we can check on her can’t we?”

Tony nods his head, “Of course, she’s probably just busy kicking ass or something.”

“Yeah, you’re right, it’s probably nothing.” Natasha lets out as she mindlessly moves her food from side to side.

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Natasha drags herself down yet another supermarket aisle, searching for the perfect products needed to make sure your party is one to remember.

Her shopping cart is mostly full, occupied with items such as multi coloured streamers; a series of balloons- varying in pattern and colour; a wide variety of snacks that she knows the team will love and several cases of beverages upon request by each member attending the party.

Natasha clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth in boredom; as she uses one of her hands to filter through the range of celebratory banners available on one of the shelves, “‘Happy Anniversary’, no. ‘Good Luck’’, nope. ‘Happy Birthday’, finally.”

Just as she’s about to pick up the correct banner, her phone begins to vibrate furiously in her jacket pocket, indicating a phone call.

Once her phone is out of her pocket, she notices that the caller ID states it’s an unknown number. Natasha hesitantly answers the call and brings the device to her ear.

“Hello.” She says cautiously.

Her slight trepidation vanishes once your voice sounds through the phone, “Hi my love. What are you up to?” You ask curiously.

Natasha briefly smiles at your question, knowing she has to lie in order to avoid suspicion, “Um, just lounging around the compound. How come you are calling, are you okay detka?”

Natasha glances around at the displays surrounding her, waiting for a response.

“Oh yeah, of course. I just wanted to let you know that your super badass girlfriend is on her way home!”

Natasha’s entire body freezes in shock, “Wait, what? That’s too early… I mean how come you’re coming back earlier than expected?” Natasha tries to sound as calm as she possibly can, but pure panic sets in her mind at the realisation that your party is nowhere near completion for your arrival home.

“Well, I spent the majority of yesterday working hard and it really paid off so I ended up finishing the mission early. I can’t wait to see you and the team. I should be around three hours; I need to stop by the S.H.I.E.L.D Headquarters beforehand to give in my mission report and have a catch up with Fury.” You say excitedly, desperate to spend time with your girlfriend after a tough mission.

Natasha continues to remain stunned, “Um, yeah sure-“

You reluctantly interrupt Natasha, “Oh sorry, I have to go Nat. I’ll see you soon, I love you!” You shout just before hanging up.

Natasha barely mumbles out a response as she allows her body to relax slightly. Once her gaze lands on the pile of party supplies stacked in front of her, she gets to work dialling Tony.

As soon as Tony answers the call, she wastes no time in addressing him, “Stark, we have a problem.”

——

Natasha has never sprinted so fast in her life, she quickly made her way around the supermarket. Throwing in random supplies that could turn out useful in the long run.

As soon as she paid for the supplies she instantly made her way to her car and set off back to the compound in record time.

Luckily for her, Tony devised a plan in order for the compound to be ready for your arrival.

Wanda was sent out to pick up the various gifts that were put on reserve for you earlier in the week. Thor and Steve were tasked with the duty of setting up the tables and chairs in the living area, ready to be decorated and for all the food and drinks to be spread out across them as soon as Natasha gets home. Bruce and Clint helped tidy around the compound, their efforts easily making it the neatest it has been in months. As for Tony, he was on cake retrieval duty.

Natasha allows the car to screech to an abrupt halt outside the compound’s entrance, not caring enough to park it up properly at this moment in time.

As soon as Happy sees Natasha pull up, he quickly makes his way to the boot of the car to help carry in the mass amount of supplies, “I called up some buddies of mine, they’re on their way to cater for the Shawarma and other food options you and Tony requested for the party.” Happy tells Natasha as they grab each bag at a rapid pace.

“Happy Hogan, you’re a lifesaver.” Natasha says as she quickly runs towards the doors and into the elevator leading up to the living area of the compound; with Happy trailing after her.

Thankfully, the journey to the second floor is quick, allowing Natasha to place the bags down on to the couches in the centre of the room.

“Okay, Happy you can go and wait for you friends, but please can you move my car?” Natasha asks as she tosses her car keys to Happy.

He catches them with ease, “No problem, I’ll send them up as soon as they arrive.”

Once Happy leaves, Natasha turns her attention to the rest of the team present, “Tony and Wanda will be back soon, so can you all help me sort out these decorations?”

Clint, Thor, Steve and Bruce make their way over to unpack the bags, “Where do you want all the food?” Bruce asks.

Natasha points towards one of the tables set out by Thor and Steve, “On any of those tables, please. Maybe get one of those cooler boxes to put the drinks in with some ice.”

Bruce nods at Natasha’s request and quickly gets to work on fulfilling it.

“Um Nat, I think you picked up the wrong banner.” Clint says as he unrolls the decorative piece.

Natasha looks over to see that she has mistakenly picked up the ‘Happy Anniversary’ banner; most likely in the heat of the moment once she found out you were heading home early.

Natasha groans in frustration, before she hears more members enter the room, “Hey, sorry we’re late.” Sam says as he and Bucky come through the elevator with what seems to be a Karaoke set- definitely a Stark addition.

“It’s fine, can you set whatever that is up for us whilst we deal with the decorations?” Natasha addresses the two teammates.

“You know, you could just change the banner to say ‘Happy Anniversary of your birth’.” Bucky says as he effortlessly carries the heavy equipment and notices the offending banner.

“That will just have to work because we don’t have time to waste, she’s going to be home in around two hours.” Natasha says as she tosses out all the contents of the bag. Allowing each member to take a desired piece of decoration to hang up or display.

“I shall blow up the balloons, I will most likely be better suited for such a-“

Natasha holds her hand up to Thor, “I get it, can you just blow them up and arrange them throughout the room.”

At that moment, Wanda makes her way into the living area. Carrying several gift bags, “Hey, I got all the gifts on the list.”

Natasha releases a sigh of relief, “Thank you Wanda, at least that’s one thing completed.”

Wanda takes the gifts over to a vacant table and starts to arrange them in size order.

“Wands, do you know when Tony will be back?” Natasha questions.

Wanda shrugs, “He shouldn’t be much longer, he left when I did.”

Natasha can’t help but feel the stress of the situation get to her, causing Clint to place a hand on his friend’s shoulder, “Hey, Natasha we’re going to get this done. I promise you, it will be a kick ass party, won’t it team?”

The team gives Natasha a set of reassuring nods, claiming her nerves partially.

Natasha smiles appreciatively at them all, “Thank you so much for this, I’m really grateful.”

“We’re family, we’ll always help each other, especially if it’s for one of our own.” Steve says as he unpacks a set of streamers, ready to be placed around the edges of the room.

The moment is interrupted when the team hears the elevator doors opening, revealing Tony carrying an extremely large box.

Natasha can’t help but rush over to take the box out of Tony’s hands, “Is it good? Have you looked at it?” She asks eagerly, with Tony not revealing the desired design of the cake.

Tony shakes his head, “No, I was in a rush so I just took the box and made my way back.”

Natasha slowly lifts the lid of the cake box and gasps in horror at the contents.

The whole team abandons their tasks to make their way over to Natasha and Tony, wondering why such a reaction was necessary.

“Oh my god.” Wanda lets out when she sees the cake.

Sam and Bucky can’t help but smirk at the shape of the cake, knowing if they release any laughter Natasha will not hold back on her Black Widow tactics.

“Wait a minute, I didn’t ask for this?!” Tony says as he studies the cake.

“That’s a relief, I was concerned for a minute there.” Clint says, as he tilts his head to figure out the purpose of the cake.

Natasha looks at Tony furiously, “Why the hell have you got my girlfriend a penis cake?”

Tony slowly backs away from Natasha, “I swear, I didn’t ask for this. The guy on the phone asked how he should do it so I said ‘surprise me’. I didn’t think he would give us that thing.” Tony hysterically gestures towards the cake.

Natasha takes a step forward to Tony, but is stopped by Wanda, “Nat, give me some time and I’ll salvage it. It’s not the end of the world.”

Natasha releases a few breaths to calm herself, “You’re on clean up duty for after the party Stark.”

She says as she turns away to continue the decorating process.

Tony smiles in relief, “I thought she was going to kick my ass.”

“That I would love to see. Come on, we haven’t got much time. Let’s help Nat out as much as we can before y/n gets back.” Clint guides the team away, giving Wanda the space needed to help improve the appearance of the cake.

The team works together to help achieve a beautiful display around the compound. Once the caterers arrive, they soon set up their equipment.

Natasha takes a moment to admire the scene, proud of the efforts put in from each team member. Now all she needs is you here to celebrate with.

——

Once you land the Quinjet, you make your way down the ramp exhausted. The entire process of your mission has officially drained every ounce of energy out of you.

All you want to do is catch up with your teammates; shower and have a well deserved nap with your girlfriend.

You make a slight detour on your way to the living area, opting to place your combat gear away, and saving yourself a job for later.

Once you’ve successfully shoved your bag into your locker and have placed your guns and knives in their lock up locations you go to leave the room.

You pick up the pace towards the living area, excited to see everyone. If they’re going to be hanging out anywhere in the compound, it’s going to be there.

However, once you open the main door leading into the room, you can’t help but freeze in your spot.

You’re in complete awe of your surroundings; gorgeous and shimmering streamers reflect the lights from above. Almost replicating the effect of a disco ball.

An impressive amount of your favourite drinks and snacks fill tables located around the room. Alongside other food stations and what seems to be a gift area.

You slowly walk further into the room, ensuring to admire each intricate detail.

You pass a wave of balloons, gently tapping at them and loving how they blend in with the metallic shades decorating each section.

As you twirl around to view more, you notice a couple of banners hanging high up, one saying ‘Happy Birthday y/n!’ And the other saying ‘Happy Anniversary of your birth y/n!’ Causing you to let out a small laugh at the arrangement.

Before you can take anymore in, your team jumps out from various spots from around the room to shout out an enthusiastic ‘surprise’ in your direction.

You can’t help the tears that invade your eyes, never has anyone gone to such lengths to celebrate your birthday. The gratitude you feel in this moment is truly overwhelming, in a good way of course.

Each member of your team stands proudly with a party hat on.

Natasha makes her way over to you and brings you into a hug once she sees your tear filled eyes, assuming what circumstances / memories have caused this type of reaction.

“Oh, she’s crying. Um, if you hate it, it was all Natasha’s doing. We had nothing to do with it.” Tony says as he mimics a surrendering motion.

Natasha sends him a glare; however you laugh as you wipe your eyes, “No, I love it. I just can’t believe you would all go to so much trouble for me. You don’t realise how much this means to me.”

Natasha wipes away any stray tears that you have missed, “Of course we would. We all love you y/n, more than you know. I know your birthday is technically tomorrow but we wanted to surprise you.”

You hug Natasha tightly, “It worked. Thank you so much.”

“Yeah, yeah stop stealing the birthday girl.” Tony says teasingly to Natasha as he opens his arms up towards you.

You move into his embrace, giving him a heartfelt hug.

Once he lets go, you ensure to give everyone a hug. Showing your appreciation to each and every one of them.

Natasha clears her throat from next to you, “Tony was in charge of the cake and well, I apologise in advance.”

Natasha leads you to a very interesting looking cake. You can’t quite tell what it’s supposed to be but you still appreciate it.

“Thank you Tony, do I even want to know what it is?” You question with a smirk.

Tony shakes his head, “I think it’s best if we all pretend it’s a rare species of rabbit and call it even.”

You laugh at his answer, opting to choose to believe that your cake is in fact a rare species of rabbit.

“Let’s get this party started!” Bucky shouts out, causing everyone to cheer in agreement.

You place a party hat on your head to join in, wrapping your arms around Natasha, “I love you, thank you so much for all this.”

Natasha plants a small kiss on your lips, “I love you too, I’ll always be here to celebrate your birthdays. Each and every one of them.”

Just as you’re about to say something, Tony links his arm through yours and guides you around each station. Ensuring to point out every detail he had inputted to the planning process.

With a few rounds of karaoke; good food and gifts, you and the team celebrated the night away. You created new, precious memories with your new found family. This one night was enough to make up for all the missed opportunities in the past.

You couldn’t be more grateful to be a part of the Avenger’s life. The family you have always dreamed and wished for- even if they do have an interesting taste in cake.

#marvel #mcu #natasha romanoff #fan fic #slightly smarter nat’s writing #slightly smarter nat’s requests #marvel fan fic #black widow #natasha romanoff fic #natasha romanoff one shot #the avengers #natasha romanoff x you #marvel one shot #anon request #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow imagine #tony stark #avengers #avengers fanfiction #marvel au #black widow x reader #slightly smarter nat

[mastcrmarksman]

Also I've been going back to Thunderbolts era, Clint and I love him so much. "Research" for am eventually headcanon about the West Coast Avnegers to Thunderbolts Clint, as well as what he considers his peak, and just how far down he falls as everything catches up with him.

Anyways, he taking on the T-bolts and challenging them, and managing to pull off juggle and using them against each other, in a fight for five minutes, to get them to listen to them in how he wants to lead and help them have a shot at redemption. Is literally my everything about him.

#[ VISAGE ] I'd rather stay in character like Daniel Day Lewis like Stanislavsky I like playing dumb it makes me feel smart sometimes #he falls so far down from this and look where he is current canon #what happened is he stopped believing in himself #i miss this clint its why i am writing him on the path to being this guy #this was one of his peaks

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

A tired spider is an impertinent spider

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50861689 by Winter_Girl0 Peter has spent too much time as a Spiderman and negleced his sleep and nutrition. He was frustrated and was behaving like a brat. So when Avengers went on a mission, Bucky had to keep an eye for him. But Peter crossed the line even more and James had had enough. Words: 6337, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Peter Parker and his punishments Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, avnegers - Character Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker, Avengers Team & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Non-Consensual Spanking, Bucky Barnes is So Done, Bucky Barnes is Not the Winter Soldier read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50861689

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

[writteninscarlet]

What If? ....Wanda told you she loved you (accepting) ;; @webxfshame

“It’s called MAGIC, and it’s actually rather useful,” she said, with a teasing lilt to the end of her sentence.

Though slightly in pain - alright, more than slightly but not anything she was going to show - she ran her right hand over her injured left arm. Cut rather badly to begin with, by the time her hand finished its slow movement and the red, wispy glow around her fingers had disappeared, the cut was gone. Minor bruising remained but that was something she was rather used to. It was acceptable.

Sat on the rooftop looking out over the city, she felt a sinking feeling for a moment as the energy drained from her. However, it was fleeting. A quick drop before back to normal. Healing was not something she’d been good with at the start. Her hexes had only brought around bad luck and she’d hardly any control. For better or worse, Wanda had control now and a near infinite amount of spells to draw on. Of course, the ‘worse’ part was that she’d learnt them from experience. Her teammates, and herself, became injured far too often.

She could heal him, too, if he wanted. One glance at Peter, even with that suit on, was enough to tell he was feeling worse for wear after that fight, too. Wanda wouldn’t do so without consent though, that go ahead to heal. It wasn’t harmful, there were no lasting effects. But she’d learnt not everyone cared for magic.

Wanda gazed back over the city, watching the lights and colours change as the sun began to set. If not for the pain and general dishevelment from having been in a fight, to the chill in the air and the fact they hadn’t chosen their position wisely (far below their feet was merely an alleyway and it was hardly the nicest smelling place), it could have been romantic. Then again, perhaps all Wanda needed for there to be romance was HIM.

She could cast her mind back and think about their early interactions. When they first met, or when they assisted one another first (or rather, Spider-Man assisted the Avengers or vice versa) but really what was the point? They’d both grown and developed over the years.

She’d been a teenager when she first joined the Avnegers, he a teen when he first began this. They were hardly the same people now. So what counted was the recent last. These last months where they had grown closer. Wanda hadn’t set out with any intentions at all or expectations for what would happen. Why would she? She interacted with heroes and vigilantes on an almost daily basis. He was someone she’d worked alongside in the past. He could be a pain (but so was Barton), but he was GOOD. Genuinely just a good person. So being around him more wasn’t a hardship. He was simply nice company.

When had that changed?

There had just been a moment when being allies and friends with common goals had deepened, and when some fluttering feeling of attraction had begun. Again, Wanda didn’t think she had any real intentions. She liked him and believed he liked her. A kiss or two wouldn’t hurt them - it was fun and he was enjoyable. It felt good to know someone was thinking of her and to have someone she wanted to spend time with. There had been movie nights, there had been fights just like today where they could assist one another. There had been FUN together in all sorts of ways.

Wanda liked him, she’d known that already. But she couldn’t pinpoint when her attraction had begun or the feelings really sank their claws into her. When did she begin to find that she liked him a lot? And when did those feelings change?

There were so many different sides to him, she was sure there was plenty she didn’t yet know. He was dedicated and worked far too hard - but that’s just how he was and she wasn’t going to try and change him. There was nothing wrong with trying to save everyone. He was kind and caring and he could get worked up at times, but she liked when he was passionate. Sometimes he spoke about things she didn’t understand - she wasn’t an idiot, they shared some interests and had their own ones too. That was okay. She still enjoyed listening to him speak, and she could learn.

He’d somehow become quite a staple in her life without even trying. Wanda found herself looking forward to their stolen moments together and to the plans they actually made. There were plenty of obstacles and missed dates, but… that was life. It was frustrating, but they both understood. Their ‘job’ was important. It wasn’t a priority system, just if they could help they had to do so. Wanda got a little upset maybe, a little frustrated when things were cancelled - but would she love him if he wasn’t the way he was?

Ah, and there it was. LOVE. She found that the feeling had crept up on her. Of course she’d been in love before and she knew she enjoyed his company, but the love just seemed to easily mix with everything and so comfortably become part of her everyday thoughts that she hadn’t really noticed.

Now that she had?

She’d been staring at him. She’s not meant to, she’d been lost in thoughts. Before he could ask her what she was staring at or why or crack a joke, she leant in to kiss him. Wanda’s lips probably tasted of the coffee they’d had, or the pizza they’d maybe shared. She focused on the warmth and closeness of him.

Breaking away to catch breath, her forehead gently against his, she softly said, “I love you, Peter.”

Those three words could be trouble, she knew. They could weigh on people. She didn’t say it expecting to hear a reply straight away, nor to put pressure on him. Wanda said it because it was true. It was how she felt, and the feeling was great. She wanted him to know. Some feelings were better kept hidden, they served no purpose and weren’t for the better. But love? Wasn’t it just… nice to know you were loved? She hoped so. She hoped her words were taken well. They were said now and she couldn’t take them back.

Wanda stole one more quick kiss from him, before leaning back with a warm, bright smile on her features. However things went - whatever the reaction - the words meant something to her, and she was glad she’d said them.

#let me just throw this at you #Wanda probably just looking at him like what a dork or such a nerd #but her nerd #ᗢ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ once and always a witch ; ic #webxfshame

[barwithnodoors]

Web Slinger

An alcoholic version of the recipe in the Avnegers Campus Cookbook

1 cup of fruit punch

1 Oz of Strawberry Liqueur

1 cup of blue sports drink

1 Oz of Blue Curaçao

Mix fruit punch and strawberry liqueur in the bottom of a glass. Fill with ice. Mix sports drink and blue curaçao and layer on top. Garnish with a strawberry.

(I don't know why but as many time as I've layered drinks I cannot get Spiderman blue and red not to mix before I take a photo).

#marvel #avengers #spider-man #peter parker #avengers campus #drinks #cocktails #spider-man cocktail #avengers cocktail #recipe #cocktail #geeky #geeky cocktail

[socialc1imb]

do NOT remind me of the avneger cant deal with a dead tony stark /lh

My bad!! Have you considered just forgetting!

#asks #/t

[f0xd13-blog]

Very inspiring... i get hungry while this bitch thinks he is avneging ehatever because they was the facists always

[dbnightingale24]

One And The Same

Chapter 6

~~

So, I finally made the masterlist thing (hooray!), so to celebrate I finished up Chapter 6!! I hope to have the next few chapters up sooner than later, cause next week is another shit show. Anywho, I hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of rape, crying, fighting, bruises, blood ...I think that’s it? As always, shitty writing. 

Word Count: 3751

I do not consent to have any of my stories/works posted anywhere else. 

~~

Steve was on his way to Anna’s apartment against his better judgement. He had text her to tell her that if something was going on, she should at least tell Tony or Nick. He was used to receiving some smart mouthed text, but after hearing nothing for an hour, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. When he got to her complex he could see the light was on.

 ‘See? You’re overreacting, she’s doing just fine. Stop looking for excuses to go and see her. She’s becoming too much. You’re losing focus.’ he thought to himself. Still, he had a feeling in his gut that he just couldn’t shake. ‘Make sure she’s okay and leave. Just because you’re here doesn’t mean you have to fuck her.’ he sighed in resignation.

 When he got to her floor he could see from six doors away that her door was ajar. He jogged down to her door and pushed it lightly to see her sitting on her steps shaking, bleeding, pant-less, bruised, and crying.

 “I…I thought you were the police. They’re on the way. It hurts to move, so I just left the door cracked.” she sobbed out.

“Anna…what?” Steve tried to ask, but the words wouldn’t come out. He looked around and that’s when it all started to click. There was a man knocked out cold and bound by rope and duct tape, her pants were torn and thrown to the foot of her bed, which was a wreck, there were bloodied restraints that had been broken, and a crowbar on the floor next to the bed. “Did he rape you?” Steve asked, rage and anger coursing through his body faster than he could register.

“I…I thought it was you. I didn’t check the…then everything went black. When I came to he was…I don’t know how many times. After he was finished, he went to the bathroom. I just pulled until I was free. When he came out, I hit him with the crowbar and he was out. I called the cops. I thought…I thought.” she sniffled.

Once the faceless man started to come to, Steve stormed over to him, pulling him up and instantly realizing him. The guy from the bar. ‘This is your fault, asshole.’ he instantly thought.

“Oh, Captain America is here! How has it been fucking my sloppy seconds?” he asked smugly, still coming around. “I have to admit that I am a little jealous. I could never make her scream and beg like you did the other night, but then again, I don’t have a dick supplied by super serum.” he laughed darkly.

 Steve’s eyes went wide. He thought he had heard something a week ago, but after not hearing anything for a minutes of stopping, he went back to fucking Anna. “You sick fuck! I should-”

“No! Steve stop!” Anna called, trying to get up but hissing in pain. “He’s not worth it. The cops will be here. Please, just…please.” she sobbed out.

“Awh, you still got a sweet spot for me baby?” the guy laughed, and before could think, he punch the guy out again.

“Steve stop!” Anna pleaded, trying to get up.

Steve instantly dropped the guy and ran by her side. “What can I do?”

“I can’t shower…they’re gonna have to test me-”

“I can take you back to the tower-”

“No! They can’t know!”

“Anna-”

“Steve no! No one can know what happened!” Anna said firmly. “Please, just grab me a pair of sweatpants. You’ll want to grab his cell phone and make sure it’s silent.” she stated softly.

 Steve sighed, knowing that there was no point in arguing with her, and got the sweatpants, and grabbed the cell phone on his way back to her. By the time he helped her get the pants on, the cops were at her door.

 “Ms. Valdez?” one of the officers asked, slowly coming in and looking from Anna to Steve.

Steve raised his eyebrow in confusion, but Anna simply nodded “he’s over there.” she croaked out, leaning against Steve for support. The officer looked from her to the guy unconscious on the ground, and gave her a sympathetic look. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole right then and there.

 “The paramedics are ready when you are. We’re going to need to take a statement, would you like us to take one in the ambulance-”

“Can Captain Rogers please come with me? I can’t…I can give a statement at the hospital, if that’s okay.”

“That’s perfectly fine, Ms. Valdez. We’ll follow right behind. Good of you to be here for your friend, Captain.” the officer said, tipping his hat before he walked over to the officer to help him collect the unconscious man.

 Steve carried Anna over to the gurney and placed her down gently, but not letting go of her hand. She couldn’t stop shaking. He was trying his best to be calm and remain sane, but on the inside rage was boiling over. ‘That fucker put his hands on Anna. My Anna…wait, MY Anna? Where the fuck did that come from?’ he thought, climbing into the ambulance. ‘So, that’s what it’s come to now? You fell for her? Fucking idiot. You can’t do both. You can’t want to be with her and investigate her. You have to fucking-”

“Steve, did you hear me?”

“I’m sorry, I was lost in thought. What did you say?”

“Can you please text Nat and tell her that I can’t do our over the phone movie night? Tell her I feel sick or something. I can’t take lying to her.” Anna sighed, looking at their entwined hands.

“I’ll tell her as soon as you’re settled into the hospital. Okay?”

“Please don’t forget.”

“I promise I won’t. Please, try to relax a little. I’m right here, I won’t let anyone else hurt you.” he said softly, and she simply nodded.

 He had never seen her like this. Terrified, vulnerable, and and broken. He didn’t know she could be like that. This wasn’t her. His heart was breaking and he didn’t know what he was going to do. He knew what he wanted to do, but that wouldn’t help right now.

 “I’m sorry.” she said softly, tears brimming in her eyes.

“What? Why should you be…?”

“You shouldn’t have to…I’m not your responsibility. I’m just scared…I’m sorry, Steve.”

“What? No, you have nothing to apologize for, Anna. None of this is your fault and I don’t mind staying with you at all. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

“Really?”

“Of course, please don’t worry.” he smiled softly, stoking the back of her hand with his thumb.

 When they finally got to the hospital, Anna was shaking harder than before. Steve was doing his best to calm her down, but it was no use. She barely made it through her statements, and she cried the entire time they performed the rape kit procedure. She refused to let them take Steve out and he didn’t want to leave her. When the officers asked him why he was there, he lied so easily that it even caught Anna off guard. When all was said and done they wanted her to stay just to monitor her pain. Anna told them she was fine but Steve begged her. So, she made him promise to stay with her.

 “I just have to take care of one thing.” Steve said, getting up to leave.

“No, please just stay.”

“Anna, I promise I’ll be gone for only an hour-”

“Steve please. I am begging you to just stay.” she pleaded, clutching his arm.

Her big brown eyes were desperate and scared. He knew he needed to handle some things, but he couldn’t leave her. Not like this. ‘I’ll deal with that fucker later.’ he thought grabbing her hand “I promise I won’t leave your side, kitten” he smiled softly.

It took a while, and a bit of tossing her turning, but Anna eventually fell asleep with Steve right by her bed. What he needed to do could wait a few days. In that moment, she needed him and he wasn’t about to leave her side. Slowly, they fell asleep, hand in hand.

  “Steve!” Anna yelled, before waking up. It took her a moment to realize where she, before memories of the previous night came flooding in. It really had happened. Jared found and raped her. He had almost killed her.

“I’m right here, doll.” Steve responded groggily, eyes still closed.

“Were you here-”

“I didn’t leave your side, I swear.” he smiled softly, his eyes fluttering open.

Anna couldn’t help but feel butterflies swarm at his smile. He really had stayed the whole night, to make her happy. To make her feel safe. “I’m sorry about everything. No one deserves to have a night like that.” she chuckled softly, trying to hide her shame.

“You didn’t do anything to warrant an apology, for once.” he teased, gaining a small smile from Anna.

 Anna took a look at her phone and sighed. She should have left for Jersey an hour ago. She fixed propping up slightly, wincing at the pain coursing through her body. “Did you text Nat?”

“I did.” Steve said simply, raising an eyebrow watching her push the red button, repeatedly.

“I have to get to Jersey, I’m already running late.”

“Anna, you don’t-”

“Yes I do. My niece is turning 7 and I promised her a fun day. She has been through hell and I owe her this.” Anna huffed, pressing the button even harder until a nurse showed up. “I am so sorry to be a bitch, but I need to get the hell out of here, as soon as possible. I feel fine.”

“Ms. Valdez, you feel fine because of the pain meds. If you leave-” ”Can the Doc just provide some pain meds? I really need to go.”

“I can ask-”

“I really appreciate that, thank you.” Anna smiled, before the nurse left with pursed lips.

“Anna-”

“Steve, I can’t miss this. This entire birthday is counting on me and fixing whatever my dad has fucked up. I have to go.”

“We have to go.” Steve corrected, standing up.

“Steve, no.”

“I’m not letting you leave the state alone, after something like that.”

“I’m going one state over.”

“I’m not letting you go alone.”

“I barely have enough time to pick up my clothes, there’s no way I can get you back to the tower so you can pick up your clothes.”

“Then I’ll buy something when we get there.” he huffed.

“Steve-” ”You’re not going alone and that’s that.”

 Anna sighed, but nodded in defeat. “Are you okay with fireworks? We’re gonna be watching them from the boat.”

“It’s not a problem.”

“Steve, please let me know if it is, we can do something else.”

“I can handle fireworks.” he smiled at her reassuringly.

“His name is Jared.” Anna whispered. He had more than earned the answers to the millions of questions he had. “He emailed me that night when we…anyway, he said he’d find me. So, when he spotted me at the club that night, I was terrified.”

“This is all my fault,” Steve started solemnly “if I had just listened to you-”

“Steve don’t. He was determined to find me and kill me. He would have gotten to me sooner later. I can’t run and hide forever. No matter how many names I use or different locations….it always catches up.” Anna sighed.

“Valdez?”

“My mother’s maiden name. Cars, houses, apartments, are all registered under ‘Samantha Jean Valdez’. My grandmother’s first name, my dad’s mother’s middle name, and my mother’s maiden name. That way, if I have to leave, it can’t be traced back to me. He can’t find me.”

“Houses?”

“I relocated my sister, her family, and my dad back to NJ. Just to be safe. My father, being the insufferable asshole that he is, raised all types of hell. I guess I can’t blame him though, that is where my mom was murdered. Anyway, he refused to play along, and my sister’s husband is an abusive deadbeat who lives off of her. So, to make everything easier on them and myself, I just bought the houses and their cars.”

“Which is why you live in the smaller apartment?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind it though. I’m gonna miss it.”

“Miss it?”

“I can’t stay there. Besides the fact that I don’t want to live there anymore, I literally can’t. He knows I live there now, it’s not safe. He’s going to get out and he’s definitely gonna kill me this time.” Anna shuddered.

Steve could feel the anger rising in himself and clenched his fist “Anna, he’s never going to bother you again. He’s never going to hurt you again.”

“Steve, while that’s very wishful thinking-”

“Just trust me.” he said sternly, jaw clenched.

Anna watched as the waves of fury and hatred crashed in his eyes. Not in a way that turned her on, but instead it made her afraid. “Steve, don’t-”

“Miss Valdez!” the doctor exclaimed, causing them both to jump “I hear that you’re ready to go.”

“Yes please, I really need to be somewhere.” Anna pleaded.

“I think you should stay a bit longer, but I can’t make you stay. However, I would advise that you try to rest as much as possible, and avoid operating machinery for the next few days.”

“Of course!” Anna lied, smiling wide. Between celebrating her niece’s birthday and work, there would be very little resting.

“I’m going to prescribe you some medicine for the pain, it’s good for one refill. If the pain hasn’t gone away by next week, please come back. You sustained some pretty bad injuries, but you should be back to normal within the next month or so.” he said softly, writing out her prescription. “I am terribly sorry this happened to you ma’am, but I’m happy they were able to catch him.” he smiled weakly, handing her the paper with the prescription written on it. “Make sure she stays off her toes.” he smiled towards Steve.

“I’ll do my best.” he smiled back, shaking his hand.

“Thank you for all you do for this country, Captain Rogers.” the doctor smiled, before walking out of her room. Anna had to roll her eyes at that.

 Steve helped her get up and dressed, before opening the door for her. After being mobbed by a bunch nurses and doctors asking for pictures, they finally made it outside to the car Steve had ordered for them.

 “So, why were you really at my apartment last night? I know good and damn well we all weren’t supposed to be watching movies together at the compound. That never happens.” Anna asked as they reached her apartment and Steve had to laugh.

“You didn’t respond to my text and that’s not like you. You mouth off whenever you get the chance.” he said with an eye roll, gaining a grin from Anna.

 When they made their way into her apartment, Anna let out a huge sigh. She didn’t have time to have a breakdown. There would be time for that later. She was making her way to the bathroom, when she stepped on something. She looked down to see Jared’s wallet.

“Must have dropped it when…” she couldn’t finish the sentence. She opened it up and a piece of paper fell out. While Steve grabbed the piece of paper, Anna took his money out, to which Steve raised an eyebrow. “What? It’s literally the least he could do considering everything.” she said tossing it on the bed.

Steve just rolled his eyes and unfolded the paper. It had her address and what looked like orders. “That’s strange.” he said, going over them multiple times.

“What is?” Anna called from the bathroom, turning on her shower.

“These orders…they look like codes of some sort.”

“Check his phone when we get in the car, see if we can- FUCK!” Anna yelled, followed by a loud thud. Steve rushed to the bathroom to see her naked and on the floor. Her body was littered with bruises and Steve was filled with rage and pain. “Sexy, ain’t it?” she chuckled trying to get herself up.

 Steve rushed to her side, kneeling down and helping her up slowly. “You haven’t showered today, have you?”

“No, but that’s okay. I don’t need to-”

“Steve just take shower with me. It’s probably safer that way anyway.” she huffed.

“Anna-”

“Steve, it’s really not that big a deal. We’ve fucked at work, in this apartment, in your bed. Hell, you’ve even fucked me in the ass. Taking a shower together will probably the most neutral thing we’ll do…ever. It’s really okay.” she sighed, leaning against her shower door.

 Steve knew she had a point. He got undressed and helped her into the shower, and followed behind her. She mainly leaned on the wall occasionally leaning against Steve. The places that she couldn’t get to without causing her pain, he took care of with care. Asking her permission before touching the sensitive parts of her. She stood off to the side while Steve quickly washed himself. While watching him, she had mixture of feelings. Gratitude, confusion, shame, fear, and something that felt a lot like, like. Maybe even love. If it had been anyone else helping her, anyone else she was being intimate with, it wouldn’t be all that confusing. However, it wasn’t anyone else. It was Steve. They hated each other and didn’t try to ever hide it.

 But Steve stayed. He found her there, wanted to kill Jared, stayed with her all night at the hospital, and was going with her to New Jersey. He insisted on going with her to New Jersey, and swore to keep her safe from Jared. He didn’t have to do anything. For the time being, Jared was in custody and she didn’t need to be watched. But there he was. Taking care of her as if he…loved her.

 “Did you hear me, Anna?” Steve asked, standing outside of the shower.

“What? No, I’m sorry. I was lost in thought.” she smiled weakly at him.

Steve gave her a genuine concern, before holding out his hand to her “I asked if you’re ready to get out.”

“Oh, yeah thanks.” she smiled taking his hand.

 Steve helped her blow dry and brush her hair, seeing as her arms were too sore to be in the air for too long. She dressed herself in a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt that read ‘Cape May’ and a bikini underneath. When Steve asked about the bruises on her arms and legs, she took her waterproof tattoo cover up, and put on the noticeable bruises. For her face, she used what was left of her cover up, leaving only a bruised lip and side of her head visible. With Steve’s help, she found her Doc Martens and grabbed her book bag full of clothes. She gave the apartment one more sweep, grabbing a few things for work, and they left for New Jersey.

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