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Can you write an Imagine about Tom Holland finding out his girlfriend is pregnant and he is bragging about it to all of his friends (Zendaya, Jacob, Robert, Jake)? If you could, that’d be great.

Author: I hope you liked it, because I’m not really used to write about pregnancy so sorryy also I’m in Dublin rn so I’m writing when I should go to bed and that’s probably why it won’t be too good written. I’m sorry this is crap, but I didn’t want to leave you without anything, really sorryy.

Warnings: just fluff

Summary: you told your boyfriend of three years you were pregnant and now he can’t help but brag about it with his friends.

Pregnancy is not an easy subject, especially because you have to face so many consequences. Luckily for you when you firstly told your boyfriend Tom he was extremely happy about it, you thought he’d have broken up with you, not because he didn’t love you but for the whole acting stuff, having a baby would have been a problem for his career, or that’s what you thought at first. You were extremely grateful to have met someone like him, someone who loved so deeply and didn’t care about what the others could have thought, he just wanted to make you happy and by you now I mean the both of you. You had to feed to mouths, two bellies, two human bodies and it made feel just like a mom who takes care of her babies, even if they weren’t born yet.

“Are we going? Cause my legs are starting to hurt.” You said waiting for Tom to be ready. You were going to have dinner with his latest co-stars friends, whom you’ve already met. They were really funny and nice people, but you got along very well with Zendaya since when Tom was with Jake it looked like they were dating, however it was funny.

“Yes yes, darling. I’m here, let’s go.” He ran towards the car opening your door for you and whilst you were sitting he opened his own door. He was also such a gentleman, well he has always been even before the pregnancy thing. At first you had wondered if he was really okay with you, young adults, having a baby, but little things like kisses on your belly, him talking about their future bedroom or even the fact that he was starting to regef to you as two persons. That just made you sure he was more than okay with it.

“Are you okay? If something’s wrong, just tell me. I’ll try and fix it.” He asked you alterning his gaze on you and back on the road, you nodded and squeeze his hand on your thigh to make him sure you were fine. It was probably one of the brightest night, all the stars shining in the sky and the moon lighting everything. You turned around to face the profile of your so loved boyfriend. He was the love your life, light of your eyes, the sun of your earth and all the other corny things that people in love usually say and think.

“What are you thinking about ?” He was turning right and by the street and the shops you knew you were almost there. The smell of food and the loud talking from restaurants and bars was strong.

“I was just thinking about how much I love you.” You said while he was pulling over and turning down the engines. He looked at you smiling brightly, lighting up your eyes and making your heart beat faster.

“I love you too.” Pecking your lips you got out of the car and headed to the restaurant where they were probably all waiting for you. Your gaze fell on your stomach, it was big enough to be noticed, you were just a few months pregnant and you couldn’t help but remember the first time you found out you were going to have a baby. Your period was late but you didn’t worry too much because you were particularly careful about the pill, you didn’t want any surprise. Yet one day you didn’t take it, maybe because of the work or because of your being always busy or just forgot. After weeks you realise it had been awhile since your last period and decided to take a test to see if there was something happening in you. Later on you you found yourself crying on your bathtub while holding a positive pregnancy test. It wasn’t easy to tell Tom, but it was more correct for him to talk about it and the sooner the better so when he came home you sat on the couch and dropped the bomb. He was shocked at first, obviously, he was silent for a bit and it scared you, thinking of the worst way to end a so long relationship, however he hugged you tight and cried on your shoulder kissing you all over your faced so excited about the news. In that moment you knew you would’ve married him one day.

“What took you so long?” Zendaya asked greeting you, you pointed at Tom and she sighed. In the midtime Tom was doing his bro greeting with Jake as if they were five.

“You know who took us so long.” You said sitting down next to her and in front of Tom, after greeting Jake and the others. The evening was going very well, everyone was having a good time enjoying each other company and eating good food.

“So Tom, you’re about to be a dad? How does it feel huh?” Jacob asked slightly chuckling. You eyes up on him and waiting for his answer, he stopped eating and clean his mouth with a tissue. Then hiding a smile he answered.

“Well as a matter of fact, I am about to be a dad and I couldn’t feel prouder, I have an amazing girlfriend and an amazing daughter. What else could I ask for?” He said opening his arms and acting so cocky making you blush and the others laugh, it wasn’t uncommon to see him brag about your pregnancy indeed he was really proud and loved talking about it.

“We don’t know if it’s a girl yet, baby.” You managed to say despite the embarrassment, eyes falling on you. Tom was extremely convinced that it was a girl, you didn’t know why he wanted a girl so bad you coukd already imagine how many times he would have to deal with boy friends and boy friends and stuff like that, he was not going to like that.

“Well I’m sure it is and she’s going to be te most gorgeous girl in the world.” He said proudly and started to eat again. But unfortunately the topic wasn’t changed, not that you were embarrassed about it but you didn’t want to steal anyone’s spotlight.

“Y/n, he always talks about your baby and you, I love you and I love your baby to be but it’s so annoying to hear him brag about you all day long. Where did my best friend go? What did you do to him?” Jake responded faking to be annoyed at this but he wasn’t. You laughed blushing, was he really that proud? You smiled at your boyfriend and held his hand over the table.

“Eww disgusting, get away from me! Don’t worry girl, I’m gonna raise you the right way.” Zendaya said talking to your belly and everybody laughed at this scene. They made you feel so accepted and loved, just like Tom who was looking at you like you were the only one in his world, well actually you were.

“You’re just jealous of us, my dear.” Tom said back and pecked your lips on purpose, Zendaya pretended to puke and you laughed. Jake, Zendaya and Jacob on the team No Relationship and Tom and you on the other one.

“Yeah, you are so perfect for each other.” And then they changed the subject. Nevertheless your eyes always found their way back to Tom during the night and never got tired of that sight, just the thought of giving birth to someone who was just as pretty as him made you feel dizzy and happy. He was definitely the one.

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deanismypie0876-blog · 5 years ago

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please expand on your peter parker teaching the avengers vines headcanon, i c r a v e more details.

I had wayyy to much fun writing this you have no idea.

So at first it’s just Peter and Ned because Peter never does ANYTHING without his guy in the chair.

That confuses the fuck out of the Avengers bc they can make no sense of it???

Clint’s the one who realizes how useful that might be and proposes the idea of teaching all the Avengers the “secret communication” thing that Peter and Ned use

Ned has a heart attack because holy shit he gets to teach the avengers vine references

But they basically sit down forever and Peter explains what vine even is (needless to say, all the Avengers are confused af)

Which leads to vine lessons (and a lot of confused breakdowns because Peter what the actual fuck that makes no sense)

It takes a looooooong time before they get the hang of it

Shuri cameo to prove that Peter and Ned aren’t insane and that it’s a teenager thing

Natasha gets it the fastest, followed by Bucky, to everyone’s suprise (they say it’s because they’re hip with the kids even though Peter explains that no one has said “hip” in like a billion years, but really it’s just because they’re used to secret codes)

Soon it expands into the battlefield and a lot of villains are caught off guard

Peter is the one who makes the main calls until the others catch on to it

Some of the references they use include:

“Miss Keisha, Miss Keisha, oh my god she fucking dead” to relay that a teammate is injured/being moved to medbay

“Ahhh stahp,” cues to Steve chucking his shield at the main enemy while saying “I could’ve dropped my croissant!”

“It’s an avocado” *Bruce turns into the Hulk* “thaaaanks”

“hurricane Katrina, more like Hurricane Tortilla” means Thor does the iconic lightning storm

“Would you like the spider in your hand?” “Yea,” “Say please,” “Please?” *Peter flies in screaming*

The one I mentioned earlier: “This bitch empty,” *camera pan to Thor screeching yeet as he throws his hammer*

“and then they were roommates… oh my god they were roommates!” is reserved for creating the Avengers Circle™

…and that’s all I have for now but feel free to rb and add to this mayhem

BONUS:

Ned becomes the Offical Vine Captain of the Avengers because he’s so underappreciated and I would die for him so he’s being included

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When They Realized They Loved You

Bucky: He was at one of his weakest moments, having just woken up from a nightmare with an earth shattering yell. Within moments you were there in his doorway, asking if you could come in. Keep in mind, the two of you had just become acquaintances since he moved into the Avengers Compound. So you were cautious as you approached, Bucky’s chest was still heaving up and down and glittering with sweat. Despite his horrid appearance, you still kneeled down next to his bed and put your face close to his. You put your hands on both of his cheeks, brushing away the tears as well. After having a few moments of just reminding him of where he was, and who he really was, the shaking subsided and he finally looked into your eyes. Bucky knew in that moment that he found his true love.

Steve: Everyone treated him like he was some kind of lab rat that needed to be handled with extreme caution, or else he would shatter like a vase. But then you came along, fresh out of agent training and ready to take on the world. Tony lassoed your raw talent and energy, and brought you along an Avengers mission as soon as he possibly could. Once the team hit the ground in Russia, everyone realized how severely outnumbered you all were. Instead of wasting a second, you assumed second in command and got everyone out of their trances and into the battle. This included giving a pep talk to Steve that made him realize how much he could really get done on these missions. Just having you stand there, and whip him into shape was enough to really see that you knew what he was truly capable of as Steve, and not just “Captain America”. Steve understood then that you were the one for him, forever and always.

Natasha: There was nothing worse than the new cocky agents, and of course Tony managed to always assign them to Natasha. The two of you were quite the dynamic duo when it came to agent training, everyone knew that when Nat was near; you were too. So the idiot agent who tried to talk shit about Natasha’s past while doing exercises in the corner should’ve known you were near, since she was on the other side of the gym. But he continued to talk until you quickly silenced him by flipping him over and pinning him to the ground with your foot on his throat. After a few threats that could’ve gotten you arrested anywhere in the world, Natasha was behind you softly laughing and grabbing your elbow to pull you off the kid. Later that night when you finally told her what really happened, it was like she dropped the facade of being apathetic and kissed you like there was no tomorrow. No one had ever defended her like that, and Natasha felt in her heart that she had finally found her true love.

Sam: Having a good spotify playlist going on the speakers was a must in Sam’s house, and you were there to enjoy it all the time. Good thing you and Sam shared music taste, so you spent most of your time dancing around while doing little domestic things around the house. One particular Tuesday night, Sam had been on a mission so you knew you were good to put on your music while you cooked. No pants, hair down, singing at the top of your lungs was the picture that Sam walked in on. For a moment, he fell silent, in awe at your raw beauty in those few fleeting moments in front of him. As you turned around, you met eyes with Sam. All his mind was on was kissing you, and he put his plan into action. The amount of love he had for you had finally dawned on him and he was ready to accept it in his heart.

Clint: Being an avenger warrants a lot of bodily damage, so he always shows up on your doorstep late at night in hopes of you being awake. Patching him up became a regular thing when you met him from being an agent on one of their missions, but this time he seemed to be at his worst. Clint had not one, not two, but three bullet wounds in his stomach. It was a miracle he didn’t bleed out on the walk over to your apartment. As you were going to work on him, you realized how quiet he had been which made your heart sink. But lo and behold, he was only taking in your figure hovering over him, stabilizing his wounds. There was a faint smile on his face that matched well with his hooded eyelids. Even through the weariness of blood loss, he began to face this realization: he loved you. Clint loved you for everything you did for him, and for the person you are.

Bruce: After dating for over a year, you had grown accustomed to his frequent nightmares. Bruce would indeed freak out during these nightmares, but not enough to Hulk Out. However, one odd Wednesday, his nightmares were more aggressive than usual. He tossed and turned, which obviously caused you to awake to the situation at hand. You knew that he was going to need the usual calm down, but what you weren’t expecting was the agonizing scream that accompanied his restlessness. Any other person would have been terrified to be in the same room as him, let alone the same bed. But you calmly put one hand on his shoulder, and stroked his cheek with the other, effectively calming him down. He glanced over at you and sees the most loving look, no fear in sight. You just looked back at him like he was the only thing in the world that you needed, and realized he was absolutely madly in love with you. Tony: Being Iron Man was dangerous, it was no secret to you or Tony. But that sure as hell didn’t stop him from flying around in his metal casket of a suit. He never felt that the suit itself was dangerous, until one afternoon when it suddenly malfunctioned in mid air. Tony could feel it shutting down, but he already knew what was going to happen the moment it buckled in the air. He knew exactly how far the drop was from the sky to the ground, and he knew how little time it would take for him to get there. The reality set in that when he hit that ground, he wasn’t getting back up. But the only thing he was worried about was leaving you alone, because he was so utterly in love with you. Luckily, in a spur of understated good fortune, the suit powered back up, before he started picking up speed in his descent. It only later dawned on him about what he had thought of in those terrifying moments, and he decided that night he was going to tell you how he really felt. Peter: Since you were best friends with one another, you and Peter had made a pact to never keep any secrets from each other. You had both agreed that this pact would stand firm for the rest of your lives. So with the pact came the spider man secret, which was way more than you could bring to the table. Good thing, because you’re not sure how else you would have gotten out of almost being mugged by some punk in an alleyway walking home to your apartment building one fateful evening. Peter always made sure to keep an eye on you while he was out doing whatever a man with spider reflexes does. He swung from a nearby building as soon as he saw you disappear from the sidewalk. Peter was so fast in looping an arm around your waist, whisking you away from your attacker. After dropping you off right in front of your building, his arms wrapped around you in a bear hug. Peter teared up a little bit, being hit with the fact that he could lose you within the blink of an eye. It hit him then, that he loved you with every bone in his body. Pietro: Nothing stopped Pietro from constantly zooming around to do literally everything. Brushing his teeth took a maximum of ten seconds. He scarfed food down without so much as an inhale of breath, and he even fast forwarded TV programs to watch them. But when you came around and stepped into his life, Pietro never wanted to be in fast forward again. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with you, even though that meant slowing himself down indefinitely. Pietro was one hundred percent willing to slow down so you could keep up in doing everyday things, like brushing your teeth, and eating food, and watching TV. Everything in life he wanted to last as long as possible, and it then he realized he was madly in love with you. Scott: Being the worry wart he is, he never really went on dates in fear of them finding out about his criminal past. Until you came along. The two of you had met through a mutual friend, and had immediately taken a liking to each other. So you went on a date, which turned into two, then a bunch more, finally becoming a couple. Everything that could have possibly been shared between the two of you was out in the open for one another, including stuff about the past. Scott didn’t really want to bring it into play, because based on past judgements, dates didn’t find felonies appealing. But you were different. You weren’t sure if it was attractive or just didn’t matter, but you didn’t mind them. This shocked him, right into realizing how amazing you were. He took that as a sign that you would forgive him of his shortcomings, flaws, and mistakes and love him anyway. Which was true, and only made him fall deeply in love with you. Loki: Contrary to popular belief, Loki was very pleasant to be around. Nobody gave him enough of a chance to realize this, though. Except you. You had grown up with him and Thor on Asgard, and nothing had changed about either of them. Thor was still loud and full of joy, and Loki was still reserved and snarky. That wouldn’t ever change. You knew him to be very mild, and was drawn to that about him, which is why you were always around him and not Thor. You had never left his side, and he knew that you never would. It wasn’t commendable, considering everything he had done on Earth. But nevertheless, you were there with him. Loki found a shred of happiness in that, and he held it sacred to his heart. Nothing else in his life made him nearly as happy as you did. He couldn’t tell if it was love, and you would never tell him that it was, so the both of you never brought it up. As time passed, he realized that he was in fact, in love with you. When he finally made the first move, you gladly accepted him with open arms and a loving kiss.

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christmas presents (preferences)

wow ur bitch disappeared, forgot to turn up to her driving test, met a member of queen, nearly brought a hamster and then dyed her hair

and now i’m back with a (a)venge(rs)nce (preferences)

but rly it’s for various marvel characters

enjoy xx

steve ‘dumb bearded sweater wearing dork’ rogers

he’d do really personal things; a photo album of all the places you’ve been (and want to visit), a list of 365 reasons why he loves you, a jar of cute things to read when you’re sad. i feel he’d also definitely buy you a really obscure book each year like grandparents do ‘because this generation doesn’t read enough’

bucky ‘should be in a Tresemme advert’ barnes

he’d buy you tickets to a place he wants to visit, or something he missed out on. reruns of 60/70s films that he never saw as the winter soldier, to matinees of broadway shows he missed out on. plane tickets to countries he only visited on active duty. he’d do the book thing too, 100%.

tony ‘brought out fedex and made all their staff take spelling lessons’ stark

despite having all the money in the world, tony would buy you surprisingly meaningful gifts; the necklace from the pawn shop you saw six months that reminded you of your grandma, a first edition of your favourite childhood book, old records from your favourite band

thor ‘you think YOU have daddy issues?’ odinson

thor’s tries. he really tries. one time you told him that your dream gift as a kid was a unicorn - so he went to asgard and captured you a unicorn. he got you a cool sword one year (homeland security promptly confiscated it).

clint ‘laura has gray hair because of me’ barton

clint is really good at shopping for gifts - he’ll buy you your favourite perfume, or concert tickets to your favourite band. one year he even got you meet and greet tickets to Britney Spears (you discovered this was was more for him than you)

natasha ‘is my name really natasharomanoff’ romanoff

because you refuse to let her constantly keep a watch over you, she’ll buy you weapons. one year it was a handgun, the next it was a bow and arrow. last year. last year, she left a grenade launcher for you under the christmas tree with a bow on it.

matthew ‘has more catholic guilt than friends’ murdock

you and matt have a tradition. you get each other a case of cheap german beer, every year. the winner is the one who spends the least.

wade ‘is actually ryanreynolds dressed up as deadpool’ wilson

he buys you something that you won’t be able to open in front of your parents. that’s all i’ll say.

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Avengers Preference – Their favorite dress on you

T O N Y

S T E V E

B U C K Y

B R U C E

C L I N T

S A M

P E T E R

P I E T R O

T H O R

L O K I

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Imagine going sledding on Captain America’s shield

#avengers #avengers imagines #avengers preferences #steve rogers #captain america #captain america imagines #steve rogers imagines #chris evans #chris evans imagines #gifs

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Masterlist

Preferences:

Your Favorite Music to Jam To

You Speak Another Language

Their Favorite Place to Kiss You

You Impress Them

Your Nicknames for Each Other

How They Turn You On

How You Turn Them On

They Meet Your Protective Older Brother

A Fight Gets Physical

The TV Show You Watch Together

You Get Caught (smut)

They Hear You Sing

Headcanons:

Avengers:

You’re a Winchester

Lazy Times

Peter Parker

RIP Vine

RIP Vine II

RIP Vine III

RIP Vine IV

RIP Vine V

Steve Rogers

Bath Time

Bruce Banner

Scary Movies

Sebastian Stan

Getting High with Sebastian

Bucky Barnes

Halloween Night

Imagines:

Bucky Barnes:

Feeling Whitney

I Care

Slow Burn

So Sure

Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Fuck You (smut)

Stop Talking

Annie, Are You Okay?

Down On Me (winter soldier smut)

It’s Nothing Personal

Steve Rogers:

4Ever

Happy Birthday

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

Cold

Have a Cigar (smut)

Fun Times

Love Runs Deep (dad!Steve)

At Last

Thor:

Holding Out for a Hero

Pass the Salt

How Deep Is Your Love

Anything for You

Peter Parker:

Summer Time High Time

Pass the Salt

Cancer

Young, Dumb and Broke

Love Runs Deep

You’re Kidding

I Don’t Wanna Go

Lace (smut)

T’Challa:

Prolly

Tony Stark:

Don’t Cry

Bad News

I’m Always Here (dad!Tony)

I Thought This Was a Party? (dad!Tony)

Adoption (dad!Tony)

I’m On Your Side (dad!Tony)

Not a Normal Work Day

Bending

The Best There Is (mentor!Tony)

God is a Woman (smut)

So Long (dad!Tony)

Pupper (dad!Tony)

Avengers

You Come Out

Bruce Banner

Like an Actual Date?

Stealthy

Natasha Romanoff

Wedding Present

Warm

Tom Holland

Tell Me About It (best friend!tom)

Like Wimbledon, I Serve

Real Love Baby

I Won’t Give Up

You’re Fine

Chris Evans

Hey Siri

Snap

Snap Part II

Harrison Osterfield

Eat

Not Feeling It

Tom Hiddleston

Snap Take Two

Snap Take Two Part II

Snap Take Two Part III

Stucky x reader

What You Wanted (smut at the end)

Sebastian Stan

In My Feelings (smut)

Series

Bucky Barnes

Not Your Average Assassin:

Part 1

Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes x Reader

When a Fire Starts to Burn

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Tom Holland

Genius

Part 1

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Avengers Preference - Dates

Tony Stark

Something tells me you and Tony started out as a casual fling, (I’m kind of a slut for the whole “casual-relationship-turns-into-something-more” type deal so) so most of your “dates” consisted of him showing you off at parties etc. Once he accepted his deeper feelings for you, you noticed he began taking you on grand, romantic dates with just the two of you like booking out a whole theatre or restaurant, or going to the opera in one of those boujee booths (he definitely did try to slip his hand between your legs a few times to try and keep up the “only-in-it-for-sex” illusion.).

But once you confront him and admit your feelings as well, the dates become more personal and less decadent with quiet nights in, mini-dance parties with only candles around you, lazy days in bed. Although he still likes to spoil you and take you out.

“C’mon honey, lemme spoil you.”

Steve Rogers

One word. Dancing. Steve LOVES to take you out dancing. It reminds him of the genteel ways of his time, a guy picking up a girl and just having a good time. And he’s a bit of a shit dancer but so are you (sOrRy) so it’s just adorable. Other than that he’ll try to cook for you but you end up taking over because he can’t really cook to save his life.

He just wants to be a gentleman and treat you right. He’ll open the car door for you, then he’ll run ahead and open the restaurant door and pull your seat out for you and then sit down. I’m just imagining him being so nervous SqUUEeEEee.

“Sorry Y/N… I just want everything to be perfect.”

Pietro Maximoff

Pietro is used to quick flings or one-night stands because let’s face it, he’s a bit of a fuckboi. But once he fell for you he was like, “Oh shit I have to step up my game.” So he started taking you out on these ridiculously over-thought out dates that were always super romantic because he wanted to get the right message across. Your first date was probably him taking you through the town at Christmas and going through the Christmas Market (Like stalls with hot chocolate and crepes and bubble waffles n shit) because it reminds him of Sokovia and he wants you to at least have some semblance of experience with his hometown.

But he definitely also cooks for you, lights candles and puts on some music to set the mood. Like lots of lil surprise dates, maybe because he knows you have had a hard day or it’s your anniversary. Just imagine you coming home and Pietro is standing there in a suit with a nervous smile on his face, presenting the meal that he’s super proud of oH LORD.

“Surprise! I made dinner for once. Just don’t look in the kitchen until after, okay? It’s actually horrifying.”

Peter Parker

So since you and Peter are on the younger side (is Peter Gen Z? Lol idek) you two have video dates a lot (if that counts) like you’ll just arrive home after walking with him after school and he’ll face time you. And you act all annoyed but inside you’re like “yay” because he’s a lovey-dovey sappy piece of shit and I love him. He’ll give you the brightest smile in the world when you open FaceTime and it’s actually adorable. You two are teenagers so you don’t go on a lot of “dates” per se but he always waits outside your house/apartment before school to walk you there and always walks you home.

But you two do have nerdy movie nights (the first few times Ned and Michelle tagged along, Ned because he hasn’t got a clue and Michelle to scope you out but she approves and you two end up alone… kinky). Although I guess your first big date was when he took you to Homecoming and he was super nervous but in the end you two started having a great time, until he had to leave but you ain’t-a dummy and you had figured him out by now (I mean it’s not like he was being discreet) so you were like, “Don’t die Spiderboy.” “It’s Spiderman- wait wHAT?”

“I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t know how to do a tie before tonight and I only know now because of a YouTube video.”

Clint Barton

So Clint is a depressed and tired dad who just wants to sleep (tbh I’m combining comic and movie Clint here) so he’s just gonna be up front and say that you’re dates are gonna be low key. He definitely cooks for you, or you try to cook together (but you end up having sex on the kitchen floor whoops) and you just chill at home. Maybe you’ll slow dance around the living room while romantic music plays after Clint tells you about his terrible day.

But you’re so comfortable with each other that you’ve sort of accelerated past that “young/dating couple” stage and you’re just happy to chill in your living room. Although y’all will definitely go to a drive-thru cinema from time to time and Clint will definitely try it on with you.

“I feel like a fuckin’ teenager” *he’d say while trying to cop a feel*

Thor

Thor at first used to legit yeet the two of you up to Asgard so he could give you a tour (because let’s face it that’s what he definitely does when he wants to get in a girl’s pants… it worked). But after he realizes his deeper feelings for you, he will begin to put effort into making your dates special and memorable. Sometimes he’ll surprise you and fly the two of you to a rooftop and at first you’ll want to murder him but then you see the picnic and fairy lights he’s set up and you’re like “awwww”.

He’ll pretend to know more than he does about astronomy to impress you, pointing to constellations and making up names or showing you how the Nine Realms worked. I also feel like Thor appreciates a good drink so once you two are comfortable with each other you’ll go to bars and shit and get shitfaced. It’s always a good time with Thor.

“Oh my darling Y/N, you’re a… what’s the word? Lightweight!”

Bucky

Bucky used to take his dates out to thpse 40s movies or maybe take them out dancing but by the end of the night, he always had them in his bed. But after that fucking trauma conga he went through I think he’s a bit more lowkey. Now he definitely prefers to keep things simple and personal. Sometimes you’ll just walk hand in hand around town and talk about something normal. Maybe you’ll light up a candle and put it on the table before dinner to switch things up.

Maybe you’ll just slow dance to some 40s music you got on Youtube and just pass the time while the lights dim (I’m a slut for slow dancing). Bucky is dark, aggressive and damaged but that suave but cheeky gentlemanliness isn’t all gone. All the superficial stuff is stripped back, forcing him to be vulnerable when he’s with his S/O so all your “dates” are personal, touching and always soft and special.

“Thanks… I- I umm… I needed this Y/N.”

Loki

Your first date with Loki is suave, sophisticated and sexy (ooh cheeky bit of sibilance there). Loki took you to a fancy and decadent party (think like the ball he infiltrated in Avengers 1 but without the murder) and you both dressed up to the nines. You both took fake name tags and pretended to be fancy socialites, it just had Loki written all over it (the date not the nametag that would defeat the purpose). Then you two did the frick-frack in an empty hall whoops.

Sometimes you two will have self-care days where you apply face masks and chill with a glass of wine each while you watch The Real Housewives (which you got him hooked on b/c if there’s one thing you two have in common it’s a love for drama.) Although Loki may be all about them sultry, extravagant dates and he will take you out and show you off from time to time but a lot of the time you two are perfectly happy sitting at home and reading together, intertwined on the couch.

“Y/N listen to this wonderful passage, I never knew a mortal such as Jane Austen possessed such a way with words.”

I hope you enjoyed this

For your patience, instead of a potato, here is a gif of Julie Andrews with dual machine guns

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Stolen Clothes - Peter Parker

Prompt: Reader is afraid of thunder/lightning and there is a freak thunderstorm, and her best friend, Peter Parker, has to comfort her.

Words: 2,499

Warnings: None- fluff mainly.

Bolts of bright light cracked across the dark sky. The constant breakouts of lightning flashes through your thick curtains. Booming of ground shaking thunder shook your dead apartment unevenly.

You were curled up in your bed eye glued on the TV screen out of fear. The storm knocked out the satellite being the reason you were staring at a frozen screen for the last half an hour. You hid your body from the horrid weather under a mound of warm blankets fresh out of the dryer.

Fuzzy socks covered your feet and a steaming cup of hot chocolate rested untouched on your nightstand. Paralyzed with fear you didn’t dare move a muscle. Even though you hated thunder storms you couldn’t bring yourself to look away from the rain pounding against your window. It was like the scene of a car crash, the best thing was to avoid the mess but it was almost impossible to think about anything else.

A loud crash hit your window earning a screeching yelp from yourself. The stray branch from a tree outside blew in the wind knocking the glass continuously. You parents fell asleep in pure bliss to the tempest leaving you to wallow in your lonesome.

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Loki: Why are you crying, Lady (Y/N)?

(Y/N): It’s nothing, Loki.

Loki: Surely it must be something if it has upset you.

(Y/N): I found out today that my boyfriend has been cheating on me for the past six months. I caught him and broke up with him this morning.

Loki: Where does he reside?

(Y/N): What?

Loki: Did I stutter? Where does that mewling quim reside?

(Y/N): Oh no, Loki-

Loki: I SHALL AVENGE YOU!

(Y/N): Loki no!

Loki running through the window: LOKI YES!

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Mark Ruffalo, Tom Hiddleston and Tom Holland singing ‘When You Wish Upon A Star’

(Via Robert Downey Jr’s Instagram Live - 19/04/18)

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Polaroids

(Peter Parker x stark!reader)

Summary: May gets Peter a camera for his birthday, and ever since then he can’t stop taking pictures of you. He always kept them in a box in his room, but one day someone finally finds them.

Warning: SMUT, fluff, language

Word Count: 4.1 K

A/N: Okay I’m sorry guys, just bare with me. I’ll open requests soon, it’s just I’ve got a lot of work and i don’t have a lot of time to just sit and write. But stay with me ;) Also if anyone finds a way for me to post smut on another link that won’t get taken down my tumbler, please hit me up!

Peter clicked the shutter button, capturing your pose. He continued to take pictures of you doing random stuff.

“What’s interesting about Chemistry homework Peter?” You asked, as Peter put the Polaroid down on your desk, letting the picture appear gradually.

“Nothing, but its you who’s doing it and you look beautiful,” Peter answers, sitting in front of you and continuing to snap pictures.

“I’m wearing sweats and hoodie,” you reply, as you look back down at your work.

“Your beautiful no matter what,” Peters says smiling brightly. Your cheeks heat up at Peters words and you lean in giving your boyfriend a kiss.

“Your cliche,” You mumble into his lips, Peter smiles against you.

“Anyways, I also need pictures for photography class.” He scoots back in front of you as you let out a whine, missing his touch.

“Can you just hold me,” You say, sounding a little too needy. Peter couldn’t help but laugh, your lips forming into a pout.

“One kiss,” he says, putting his camera aside and crawling back to you. He sits in front of you, his hands cupping you cheeks. You sit up a little, so that your back his straight against your bed. Peter leans in, connecting his lips to your soft ones. His tongue moves against your bottom lip, swiping across. You open your mouth, letting Peter slip his tongue in. A quiet moan escapes your lips. His hands slip under your hoodie, holding your bare waist, going up a little. Your arms come around Peters neck, pulling him down, closer to you. But before anything else could happen, Peter pulls away with a soft laugh. “Let’s stop here before we get off track.”

Peter tries to pull away, but you hold on tight. Peter laughs at your neediness, and kisses your neck. Your eyes close, as you feel Peters lips. God they were so soft and gentle and wet. “Baby, you have to finish your work, and I have to take pictures.” Peter continues to kiss around your neck, you letting out heavy breathes. But soon he snaps out of the trance that is you, and pulls away. You whine as Peters hands slip out of your hoodie and move back to his camera. You give him an annoyed look.

“Come on angel, we can do this later. Let’s just finish.” Peter says, moving into a comfortable position to take pictures.

“Fine.” You huff, laying on your stomach as you look back down at your chemistry textbook.

A few minutes past, and the feeling between your legs won’t go away. Peter moves to your desk, spreading the pictures he took of you, smiling at them as he did. That’s when you finally thought of a genius plan.

Peter comes back sitting in his spot. That’s when you start.

“Hey Peter?” You say sitting up. Peter umms a yes, not setting the camera down as he continued to snap pictures. “Is it hot in here?”

“No, not really,” he answers not thinking twice about it. You take your bottom lip between your teeth as you lift your hoodie over your head, leaving you in just your bra. You see Peters breathe hitch in his throat. The camera comes down, as he begins to stutter.

“W-what are you doing?” You shrug, looking back down at your work.

“It was just getting hot.” You look up at him through your lashes, his camera was on his lap and not up by his eye. “Is that alright?” Peter stutters more.

“Y-yea, t-that’s just-just fine,” he lifts the camera back up to his eye, as he takes a big gulp. Peters eyes couldn’t help but trace over your body. He found himself admiring the way your sweats hanged loosely on your hips, and the way your hair came perfectly around your shoulders, just drawing attention to your breasts.

You shifted again, this time leaning against your bed, discreetly pushing your chest out. Peter licks his lips. That’s when you move to the next step. You lift your hips off the ground, tugging your sweats down your legs until they were fully off.

Peter froze. “Y/n?”

“Yes?” You answer, as you look at Peter with pure innocence.

“N-nothing,” Peter says quickly. You look down trying to hide the smirk forming on your lips. You then lay down your stomach, Peter still in front. You wanted Peter to catch on what you were wearing. And he does. His eyes look over at your ass, you were wearing his favorite red thong, unexpectedly. Peter hasn’t taken one picture, since you’ve taken your pants off.

“Your not taking pictures?” Peters eyes quickly go to meet yours.

“O-oh y-yea,” you sit up slowly, letting your cleavage show as you get up. You sit on your knees, your head cocking to the side a little. Peter finally got to see the full piece clear as day. You were wearing the whole set, he didn’t really notice because of all your moving but now that you were sitting up, he saw it all.

“Hey Peter? Don’t you need some pictures of people posing? Not just random shots?” Peters eyes lingered on your body but ultimately looking at your eyes again. He nodded slowly, knowing exactly what you were thinking. “I can pose for you. If you want?” Your voice low, and seductive.

“Y-yea,” Peter says as he shifted in his position. As Peter moved a little, your eyes flickered down to the very, clear and evident bulge growing. You licked your lips, as you stood up.

“I’m going to lay on the bed. Ok?” You say turning around and swaying your hips as you made your way to the bed.

“Ye-yea o-ok.” Peter didn’t move an inch, his body frozen as you crawled on the bed, finally laying in the middle. You wait a couple seconds before turning to Peter.

“You coming?” Peter quickly gets up, pulling at his pants a little. He moves to the end of the bed, holding his camera up. “So what should I do?” You rest back on your elbows, your legs crossed at the ankles, and your eyes staring straight into Peters.

“A-anything,” you nod, laying side ways on the bed. Peter starts taking pictures, one after the other. You then move your hands up, entangling themselves in your hair. Peter moves around the bed, trying to get every angle, and finding the best lighting. Your roll around in the bed, giving Peter different poses, every now and then you’d bit your lips, and look down at his cock, making people shiver. Then you start to pose sitting on your knees, your legs spread apart and hands on the waistband of your thong.

“Fuck baby,” Peter says under his breathe. You look down, Peter harder then ever, and that’s when you move on with your plan. You stay in that position, your hands coming around your back, unclipping your bra. Peters fingers freeze, lowering the camera slightly. He watches as you let the straps fall down your arms, and throwing it aside. His eyes go over your erect nipples, just thinking of sucking them.

You then move into a different pose, Peter continues to snap pictures of you, but his boner making him uncomfortable. Every new pose your in, makes Peter want you more and more. And that was your plan. Finally your on the last step of your devilish plan. You lay against your headboard, lifting your hips up, and slowly slipping the thong down your legs. You move slow and careful, your eyes looking into Peters. And when the thong is off, you spread your legs out, as your finger trail down your heat. Dipping your finger into your core, you let out a quiet moan, which sends Peter to take his last photo.

“Fucking hell baby!” He slings his camera over his head, placing it on your nightstand, jumping on the bed. His body settles between you legs, his lips attaching to your nipple right away. Your head falls back as Peter sucks and bites on your nipple. You hold his head close to your chest as he moves to your other breast. You let out a moan, making Peter eyes shoot up. He quickly sits up, getting his sweater over his head then standing on top of the bed. He shakes out of his pants and boxers. His cock, twitching and you could already see the pre-cum forming at the head.

“Look what you did to me,” You smile up at Peter, as he sits down again.

“I was just posing,” You say teasingly. Peter lays you back down on the bed, as he kisses your neck, sucking on your sweet spot and grinding against you.

“Fuck Peter.” You moan as you buck your hips up, needing him. Peter let’s out a laugh, as he brings his face close to yours.

“So needy,” Peter says as he lowers himself down your body.

“Please,” You say quietly. Peter hands rubs your sides as he takes a bold lick up your folds. He then slips his tongue between your folds, sucking roughly on your clit, your hands holding his curls. He then dips his tongue into your core, as he tongue-fucked you. The feeling sent shivers through your body, bucking your hips up. Peter held your waist, pushing down a little.

“Stay still angel, I’ve got you.” You nod as Peter goes back to your throbbing pussy.

Soon enough, after a few more flicks of his tongue, you come. Peter takes in all of your sweetness, as he licks around, not living anything behind. Your chest is heaving, Peter coming back up. His thumb wipes the sides of his mouth, licking off what’s left. He then takes your lips into his.

“You taste so good,” he says into your lips. You look up at Peter, eyeing his very hard, very erect cock.

“Can I ride you?” You ask looking back up at Peter. He smiles at you, his cheeks flush.

“Yea.” Peter flips the both of you over, you straddle his torso, leaning down to kiss him. Your lips trail to his neck, taking the time to suck and nibble. Peter holds your ass, as your hands tangle in his hair. You reach over Peter’s head to the nightstand, grabbing a condom, your breasts in his face, Peter gives you a teasing lick on your nipple. You laugh at the gesture coming back and moving back to straddle his thighs. You pumped his cock with your hand then slipping the condom on Peters cock. He then helps you sink down onto him.

“Fuck y/n,” Peter moans, his head falling back against the pillows. That’s when you start to rock your hips, grinding into his dick. Finally picking up the pace. You move up and down his length, Peter holding your waist as you moaned loudly.

“Shit Peter!” Your hair falling to one side. Peter bends his knees, bucking his hips up meeting yours. Your hands hold his chest, moans leaving both your lips. “Ohh fuck Peter, fuck!” You then start to move faster.

“Y/n, shit baby!” The pace giving Peter a better feeling. He was so close, his head thrown back and eyes shut. “B-baby, come for me,” you continue to ride Peters cock. He then brings his fingers to your clit, rubbing rough circles, trying to make you come before he does.

“I’m close-Fuck I’m s-so close-“ You feel the familiar knot in your stomach. Peter continues to thrust up.

“Come for me angel, come all over my cock,” Peters words sending you over the edge. Your head goes back, your hands gripping his shoulder, letting out a throat ripping moan. Peter comes right after you, one hand still holding your waist as the other gripped the bed sheet tightly, so his super strength wouldn’t hurt you.

You both come down from your highs. Peters hands rubbing up and down your thighs as you pushed your hair back, your fingers combing through. The sweat on your skin seemed to glow from what Peter saw and his eyes widen. “Stay there!”

“What?” You hold still, afraid that something bad will happen. But that thoughts out of the window when Peter reaches for his camera. Peter’s soft cock is still inside you, the feeling relaxing. He fixes himself underneath you, tilting the camera up at an angle. The camera frame showing you from your torso up.

“You look breathtaking babe,” he says as he snaps the perfect shot. Peter pulls the paper out placing it on the nightstand. You then drop your hands, as they smooth over his golden chest.

“Thank you Peter.” You say leaning down, so your only inches from his face.

“For what?” His arm wraps around your torso so your chest is flush against his.

“For everything.” Peter smiles and captures your lips. Your noses rubbing together. Peter lifts the camera to the side, as he snaps a picture of the both of you kissing. You pulled away slightly, a teasing smile on your face. “Really had to ruin the moment?”

“It was just a perfect moment, and I wanted to have it forever.” He says with a small pout. You let out a soft laugh kissing his lips again. You then rest your head in the crook of his neck closing your eyes and wrapping your arms around his torso. You kissed his neck lovingly, as Peters fingers ran up and down your spin soothingly. “Can I take more pictures of you,” Peter asks softly.

You smile against his neck, “I can’t stop you,” Peter kisses the side of your head as brings the camera up this time snapping a pic of you laying on him. He continues to snap more and more pictures, placing each one on the nightstand. You sit up on his torso, as Peter snapped pictures of you. He cupped your breast, snapping one of his hand holding your breast as you closed your eyes. He also got pictures of you holding your breasts, and of you touching him. He also took many pictures, angled a little further down, showing your whole body, which showed Peter resting inside you.

“You feel so good around me,” Peter says, shifting underneath you. Your cheeks blush.

“Can I take pics of you?” Peter lowers the camera, raising his eyebrows.

“Yea sure,” he hands you his camera, you turn the lense so its angled down at Peter. Peter puts and arm behind his neck, the other ones continuing to rub your thighs.

“You look hot like this,” You say from behind the camera, Peter laughs at your words.

“Like this?” He repeats.

“Yea, your post-sex look is a major turn on.” Peter laughs as he moves both his hands behind his neck, looking up at you with a smirk.

“Is it now?” You roll your eyes, continuing to take pictures.

“Don’t have to be cocky.”

“I’m not being cocky!”

“Yea you are.”

“Fine I am, but that’s because your post-sex look is so much hotter than how I look.” His hands come around his head, dragging his fingertips up your thighs. “Your the hottest girl ever I’ve ever laid eye’s on. And the pictures of you are sexy as hell. Can’t wait to show them to my class.” Your eyes widen, lowering the camera.

“Nonononono, you cant show them the pictures of me, it’ll leak everywhere and what will happen when my dad finds out, and not just that, what about me, Peter! People will think I’m a weird seductive freak-“ Peters head falls back as he laughs. He lifts his body up, so he’s wrapping his arms around your body, his forehead against yours.

“I’m kidding y/n. I’d be damned if I let anyone see my girlfriend with nothing less then a shirt and pants on.” Peter kisses your lips. “Only I get to see all of this.” You smile against Peters lips.

“Ok, I trust you.” Peter kisses your forehead, your eyes closing at the feeling.

- - - - one month later - - - - -

“Parker, where’s your old suit, the one I first made you.” Tony shouted from the hallway. Peter was in the lab fixing his webshooters.

“On my desk, in the third drawer!” He shouted back, still focusing on what’s in front of him. Tony walks to Peters room, going over to his desk. He went to the third drawer opening it, and as like he said, there the suit laid. Tony picked it up examining the old suit, a soft smile on his lips. He was just then about ready to close the drawer before he found an opened box of polaroids underneath.

From the Polaroids he could see, they were cute and funny pictures of you, so he decided to take the whole box out, wanting to see more cute pictures of his daughter. He places the suit on top of the desk, as he collected all the Polaroids in a pile. Tony flipped through the pictures, smiling at Peters skills and the good pictures he’d captured of your laughs and smiles. He knew the two of you were together, he knew Peter was a good kid. But what he didn’t know is what happened in your relationship until now.

Tony froze, a picture of his daughter, with only her bra and sweats on. Tony shook his head, thinking of it as only one picture. Flipping to the next picture finding you wearing the same thing, this time the more he flipped the lesser clothes you had on until it was nothing. He doesn’t see the rest only going to the very end, finding the ones where Peter was holding your breasts, at least it didn’t show your breasts or below your torso, but the overprotective father feeling boiled in Tony. And then when he sees the pictures you took of Peter, showing your thighs straddling his torso, and Peter shirtless rubbing your thighs, he lost it.

Tony forgets about the suit, storming out of the room, moving down the hall. “Y/N IN THE LAB NOW!!” Your head shoots up from your card game with Bucky. You look at Bucky questionly, but he just shrugs, not knowing anything.

“I’ll be back, don’t look at my cards!” You shout, as you jog to your dad’s lab. When you walk in you find your dad standing on the opposite end of the table Peter was working on. You walk up slowly, your eyes furrowed together confused. You notice Peter has the same expression on his face. You turn your attention back to Tony, eyes moving between you and Peter, and one hand behind his back. “What’s up?” Tony doesn’t say a word.

“Mr. Stark you good?” Peter joins in.

“Dad-” Tony takes a step forward, you and Peter on the other side of the table watching him carefully.

“How old are the two of you?” Tony says, not acknowledging what you and Peter had said before.

“Seventeen,” you both answer.

“And what did I say?” You cock your head to the side.

“You say a lot of things dad, you have to be a little more specific.” Tony stares you and Peter down, you notice his chest heave.

“What did I say about sex?” Your eyes widen, and Peter shifts in his position.

“W-what?” Tony rolls his eyes, getting the polaroids from behind his back, dropping them on the table between the three of you. They spread across the table, your eyes widening, at the actual nudes of you and Peter. Peter coughs violently, as his cheeks heat you. You feel yourself turn red, the embarrassment burning through your skin!

“What’s this?! You had sex? You had fucking sex!” Tony points at the both of you with his index fingers. “And you took PICTURES?! YOU TOOK PICTURES WHEN YOU WERE HAVING SEX?!”

“It’s not a big deal dad,” you say, trying your best not to melt right then and there.

“Not a BIG DEAL? YOU GUYS TOOK PICTURES WHEN YOU WERE HAVING SEX!” Tonys hands ran through his hair.

“T-techincally, we took em a-after we had sex,” Your heads snaps to Peter.

“Peter?!” Peter’s face was beat red and Tony could feel his growing anger.

“Why? whywhywhywhywhwhyyyyyyy! Why have sex? Why?” You rub the back of your neck, as you rock on your heels.

“We wanted to, and we’ve been together for almost a nine months now, and I’ve known Peter for like two years, and it’s not like it was our first time doing it together-” Your quickly shuts. Tony’s eyes widen.

“You’ve done it more than once!” Tony turns to Peter, “You did my daughter more than ONCE!” Peter was rubbing his hands together, feeling his sweat build up.

“Y-yea,” Peter answers quietly, finally looking into Tony’s eyes. “But Mr. Stark… I’m not just having sex with y/n because of her- well I mean yea I’m having sex with her because its her, but not because I want her body- wait - no I mean yea I do that’s why we’re having sex because of that reason- but I mean like I’m not just having sex with her and leaving,” Tony cocks his head to the side, confused at Peter’s rambling, “W-what I’m trying to say is that I chose to give her that part of me because…because I-I love her.” Peter eyes turn to look into your wide ones. “I love you y/n.” His voice is soft. Your heart jumps out of your chest. Peter feels his nerves go up to a max, you were quiet, did he scare you, shit he shouldn’t have said that-

You leap into Peters arms, you hold his body close to yours, pulling back with a huge, goofy-smile on your lips. “I love you too Peter,” Peter’s bright, beautiful smile, takes up his face. He leans down connecting your lips. Your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. It was the perfect kiss, his lips against yours and they were so soft and good-

“Hello???” You and Peter pull away, turning to look back at your father. “Not in front of me.” Both your cheeks heat up, “And you guys better be using protection, I don’t need miny Peters and Y/n’s running around.” Tony had to admit it, he loved the both of you. You were his daughter, and Peter was the greatest kid he’s ever met, he couldn’t think of a better couple. Peter nods his head frantically.

“Y-Yea obviously Mr. Stark, we have a lot of condoms, I bought a lot, and I always have one on me, well not like on me on cuz that’s weird but like I keep some in my bag and-” You elbow better in the ribs, he lets out a small groan. Tony shakes his head, as he rubs his face. When he drops his hands, his eyes go back to the polaroids, and quickly look back between the both of you.

“Why take pictures though?” Peter cheeks heat up.

“I-I had to take pictures for photography and um well, after uh, you can say ‘break’, she just looked so beautiful and I wanted to have that memory.” Tony shakes his head, trying to get the image out of his daughter and Peter doing it..

“Take these pictures, I never want to see them.” Peter quickly grabs the pictures. “And you better hide them better, because if these leak they will be everywhere.” Your eyes widen, and you turn to Peter. Tony laughs at the both of you. “Now scam.” Tony turns around going back to his work, shaking his head as the smile on his face can’t seem to get off.

You and Peter run out of the lab, hand and hand.

“You were really just about to expose our sex life like that?” You laugh remembering Peter’s rambling a few seconds ago.

“You know I ramble when I’m nervous or when I think your dad is going to kill me!”

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Domesticity [headcanons]

bc the avengers doing familial things makes my heart swoon

Pairings: avengers x reader, peter parker x reader

A/N: this was so much fun to write! if you guys want more headcanons, just drop them off in the ask box :)

being one of the newest recruits to the avengers (that falls under the “young” side) has its perks

like getting to decide what dinner will be on the friday’s when steve’s too tired to cook, or deciding what movie to watch on late saturday nights when natasha’s nightmares get bad, or wanda and you booking the entire kitchen for an evening of baking

you never really abused that power (to an extent)

your appreciation for them far outweighed anything else so you refused to act ungrateful or spoiled with the privilege you had

weirdly enough, the avengers had strange quirks

they would always confuse you and peter for doing the wrong things for some reason ??

this upsets peter gREATLY

“BuT mR. sTaRk, y/n aTe tHe LaST cooKIE It wASn’t mE”

“pete i saw you eyeing that jar for the past 37 minutes, dont you start with me”

“yes mr. stark” *cue intense glaring at you

weekly debriefings in the living room

steve is 1000000x adamant about it, saying “its integral for bonding time so the team is more tuned to each other’s actions which will be handy on battlefield”

b u l l s h i t, steve is a softie and he knows it

tony puts on an act, saying hes got new suits to improve but steve hears none of it and drags tony’s ass to the living room (tony LOVES IT, the little shit)

it’s actually really really healthy for all of you and bucky is a sucker for it

he always goes first and talks about everything that happened during the week from the puppies he pet to the cute single waitress at Dave’s Coffee Shop.

sam gives bucky pointers on how to flirt, but bucky refuses to take his advice and it ends up in an insult war

“you have to actually talk to her, ya dip shit”

“maybe you haven’t noticed, but i have been, bird brains”

“staring at her with your mouth open isn’t talking, bucky! it’s called being a creep and seconds away from a restraining order”

“you talkin from experience?”

steve blows the fire out, like always

natasha humoring everyone with the conversations she eavesdrops on when shes on missions

you would talk about the new friends you met around the corner. (one of them in particular fancied you and peter would be jealous but he’d brush it off cuz what else is he supposed to do??)

peter talking about the upcoming dance and how peer pressure is so prevalent at school

you feeling a deep burn in the pit of your stomach whenever he talks about the dance or other girls and you dont know why bc its not like you like peter????

bruce knows you do tho. your body language screams it and hes surprisingly the only one who knows

grocery shopping

you are the only one apart of the team that can go to the grocery store and buy things that the team actually needs which is why you usually do the shopping

peter likes to tag a long bc the store is by Delmar’s, and he likes to stop by to give Delmar a hard time (he also likes going on walks with you bc you’ll accidentally brush against him and mutter sorry and he’ll grin and say “s’okay” but he sees your intense blush and that gives him more reasons to find anyway to be as close to you as possible)

steve will come along bc he left the coffee grounds in the disposal this time and tony banished him from the compound saying that he cant come back till he gets more coffee

natasha has to pick up the latest copy of cosmopolitan cuz shes addicted

clint tags along bc he too is obsessed

“tash, you will never believe what the kardashians did this time! its on the newest edition” “no way!!! Y/N we’re coming with you” (i adore natasha/clint banter)

you told the both of them that you could pick both up but steve claims tony always gets wack coffee brands and you wouldnt recognize it and natasha actually never buys the magazine. she reads the entire thing at the store so she doesnt buy it unnecessarily

thor begs you to let him come bc he loves looking at the mens hair products

“lady y/n, if you must know, asgardian hair is a force to be reckoned with-”

“thor, i think you used that phrase incorrectly”

“no? Midgardian pop culture is very perplexing”

“thats not pop- you know what, never mind, i recommend the Moroccan Pomade but knock yourself out”

steve, peter, and thor getting confused when you and natasha get pads.

“but i do not understand lady natasha, why must you ferocious females endure such pain every month? is it a curse?”

“yeah a curse from Satan when he realized he put too much sexy in the mixing pot when making us which is why we can take down any motherf-”

“NATASHA LANGUAGE WE ARE IN PUBLIC”

always fighting with each other over what is necessary and what isn’t but you always get the last word

you always allow thor to get the rainbow colored gummies, peter to get a small pack of kibble for Delmar’s cat, natasha to get sun screen bc she always forgets, and clint to get a new pair of socks for his crazy collection. responsible shopping at its finest am i right

nightmares

there wasn’t a single avenger that didn’t get nighmares

nearly every night there was screaming from one room

you made it a point to comfort them as much as you could. your powers really came into clutch here.

tony was the hardest to coax

on the days pepper wasn’t at the compound, his nightmares seemed to get worse

you knew entering his room was border line invasion of privacy but he was squirming and sweating and….crying?

thanks to your powers, you were more attuned to people’s emotions, so you could feel the fear within him and god was it strong. it was a trembling kind of fear, the type where you were swallowed into an abyss and there was no way out

you would calm yourself down trying to isolate yourself from his feelings and slowly walked towards his bed and place your hand on his feverish forehead.

instantly he relaxed and the quivering stopped. you weren’t able to give him positive dreams but you were able to numb his thoughts.

you did this with everyone, almost daily

bucky was the most difficult and you would spend hours trying to get him to just stop thinking

his mind seemed like it was always haywire but at the end of the night it was worth it bc you could see the small smile on his lips when the nightmare went away.

you were always afraid of helping peter.

it wasn’t like you were scared of him. the two of you had forged an inseparable friendship. but his nightmares seemed more intimate and you weren’t sure if he wanted your help

but this time, oh god, this time was the worst

so you stepped into his room

he was shirtless and the moonlight cast a sad glow around his body. he was whimpering, his body shaking.

you moved slowly towards him, doing your regular procedure of isolating your emotions until he shot up awake

you froze

this wasn’t apart of the procedure

abort abort abort abort abortabortwabfhgre

but his eyes are bloodshot and the dream he had was too real and you stood there in front of him like an angel ready to swoop in and save him

but you just stood there, your mouth agape

he would whisper your name and there was a catch in his throat

you would become flustered, saying “i’m sorry, i was just checking on you-”

“please dont go”

you would stand there for a little longer, staring at him, almost testing him to see if it was him or the sleep talking. but he didnt move so you sat at the edge of his bed. he would get under the covers and you would brush your fingers through his hair. he would feverishly grasp onto your hand and his eyes are begging. it was almost like a silent agreement and you slipped under the covers next to him gently. he would hug you, nuzzling his face in your neck and slowly his body would shake and you would realize he’s crying. every sob would rack against your body and you would hold him tightly, trying so hard not to cry as well because his emotions broke the barrier and now all you could do was feel him. so the two of you would lay there desperately clinging on to each other and you trying to make him feel better because god this boy deserves the world. and eventually it would work and he would drift off to sleep. you would stay awake till morning making sure he was alright, drawing shapes at the nape of his neck, occasionally pressing ghost kisses against his shoulder to reassure yourself (and him) that everything is alright. you would slip out of his room before he could wake and the two of you never talked about that night again.

you avoided him as much as you could without being obvious

he caught on real quick and so did bruce

but it didnt matter, bc you hid yourself either with wanda or nat or the new group of friends you made

missions

missions were the most difficult part of being on the team

particularly for tony and steve

they hated having you or peter go on them but when the time called they knew they couldn’t prevent you from coming

you always teamed up with thor (oddly enough)

his powers aligned with yours perfectly in a strange way

(also steve felt at ease when you were with thor bc he always gave check ups on you)

but when you were paired with peter, tony and steve would go crazy

and i mean cRaZy

“y/n, there’s an agent on your right. do your invisible shit”

“peter what the fuck did i say about language”

“tony i swear to god”

“cap, i thought you said you don’t swear”

the one mission you get kidnapped is the scariest of all

because this was a life or death situation

peter and tony found you in a warehouse and it was the most heartbreaking sight ever

your skin was torn by all the ropes they tied and you were bleeding in multiple places

all peter could see was red and he would have lost it if it werent for tony telling him to calm down

they’d successfully rescued you but not before a bullet went straight through your arm

you lost consciousness and tony almost cried bc all he could see was the same young battered girl he took in years ago and how he swore she would never get hurt like that again

yet here you were on brink of death and all he could do was pray

you survived thanks to bruce and tony refused to look at you

he stayed in his lab all day, torturing himself with negative thoughts till you barged into his lab and just hugged him until he stopped

“i thought i lost you, kid”

“you could never lose me. who’s gonna swap out your papers with pictures of corgis”

“i literally- wait, so it was you”

“oh shit”

you slowly amending your relationship with peter bc not talking to him was hurting the both of you

homecoming

you didn’t go to the same high school as peter (surprisingly enough)

but you knew the gossip there as he knew the gossip at your school

you knew his homecoming was just around the corner

so did bruce

which is why he decided to call you to the lab bc home boi gotta help his fav smol avenger out

“you like peter, yeah?”

“i-what-your-i’m sorry-no!!”

bruce raising his eyebrows like 99.9% of the conversation as responses and it flusters you

“you look like mr. bean when you do that,stoOoOoOop!!!”

“once you talk to pete, i will. come on, i don’t mean to meddle with your business but the looks have been going on for months and if neither of you do something about it, i’ll have to endure more of it and god knows i can only handle enough”

“i have no idea what your talking-”

peter barges through the door, hair in all diff directions, cheeks pink and hes panting

“y/nineedtotalktoyouitssuperimportant”

bruce letting out a whoop before clearing his throat and gently ushering you out of the lab not before sending you a wink

you glaring at him before following peter out of the corridor

“whats up? you look like a mess”

peter wiping his face as an attempt to calm himself down bc hes been thinking about this for the past two weeks and hes had enough

“i have to go to homecoming with you”

“what…peter you dont have to do anything”

“no i mean, that came out wrong. i just- i cant spend another day without you being with me. i like you a lot and it’s just-”

he’s tugging at his hair so much you have to grab his arm

“y/n you’re really sweet and cute and pretty and it would be such an honor for you to go to homecoming with me”

your heart is beating so loud you were sure bruce could hear it

“yes”

“yes? as in yes ill go with you or yes i guess or yes ill go cuz he asked me to or-”

“peter shut up”

he lets out a breathy sigh and you reach up and place a small kiss against his cheek and he involuntarily closes his eyes and it takes a great deal of you to not just place your hands against his jaw and taste his soft lips

“i’m thinking lavender”

“huh?”

“the color of my suit and your dress. it reminds me of what you smelled like when you-”

it takes you a moment to realize he’s referring to the night where you comforted him

the both of you blush

suddenly bruce walks down the hallway and he sees your tinted cheeks and grins widely

“FINALLY!!! I don’t have to deal with the tension anymore!!!”

he acts annoyed but ends up taking your hoco pics

and hoco was a blast and the two of you were the happiest as can be

the avengers were surprisingly supportive as well

except for tony and steve

they put on the protective parents front but inside they’re proud and loving and hope for the best for you two

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