#Marvel cast x reader

[infictionalwonderland]

I NEED PART TWO OF THE MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N L/N!

. . . MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N Y/L/N FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT! (part2)

part 1 / part 3

You cackled to yourself after sending the message into your groupchat, quickly returning to the video and beginning to play it again, occasional bursts of giggles slipping through your lips.

Resuming your place in the video—the first clip that began playing was actually from not that long ago at all. It was You, Kat Dennings, Elizabeth Olsen and Zendaya at Taylor Swifts Eras Tour (an experience you would genuinely never forget). Taylor was playing Lover and, in the clip, Kat had your face in one hand and the other wrapped around your waist, bringing you close to her body.

“Lover, can I go where you go—“ Kat sang with Taylor, singing all the lyrics to you and grinning at you, faces inches away from each other. “—Can we always be this close.” She punctuated this lyric with giving you an eskimo kiss.

You smiled sincerely at the memory.

The next clip began up, it was you and Chris Evans doing Playground Insults with BBC Radio 1: the two of you were sat opposite each other, knees touching, Chris was grinning goofily at you, giddy laughs escaping him as you tried to remain straight faced.

“—we’re here with Chris Evans and Y/N Y/L/N.” The presenters introduced.

“And we’re about to play Playground Insults . . Now Chris and Y/N are sat opposite each other,” the camera cut to you and Chris, him smiling largely and you looking away to contain your own, “the atmosphere is very tense.”

“We’ve done this quite a few times now but im thinking.. this is the biggest movie of the year, let’s make this the biggest playground insults we’ve ever done.”

“Yep.” Chris nodded, trying not to laugh.

“Chris, hun. . you’re ugly. Like, plain ugly.” You nodded seriously, immediately setting off as you feigned a pained wince to the words. “Everyone’s been talking about it. . just, you’re so atrocious to look at. Honestly, I almost feel arse over tits in horror when I saw you.”

Chris opened his mouth to say something but then faltered and pouted, “no matter how good of an actor I am, I could never even get those words out my mouth about you and make them sound genuine. Seriously.”

The third clip started—it was Chris Hemsworth on a carpet, a bold colourful question at the bottom said ‘WHO HAS THE MOST FANS?’. Chris immediately said, “Y/n.” In that deep Australian accent of his. “Not that I blame the people from choosing her to be the people’s queen, she is truly one of a kind. You’ll only ever meet one Y/n in your lifetime, cherish it. The fans have the right idea.”

It changed to Scarlett with the same colourful question at screen and at the same carpet event: “Oh, Yeah. Y/n, one hundred percent.” She chuckled huskily. “That woman has fans upon fans and seriously, I’m one of them. She is something else.” She grinned, winking at the camera.

After Scarlett, Paul Rudd came onto your screen in the very same clip. “Oh! The legend herself, Y/N Y/L/N.” Paul answered brightly, smiling. “The amount of fans she has is unbelievable—well, it’s definitely believable for someone like her, so, not really unbelievable..”

The forth clip began—it was you all playing Family Feud with Jimmy Kimmel, on his live show. Sebastian and RDJ were currently facing off; Jimmy posed the question “what, other than the sun, are some of the hottest things to exist?”

Sebastian got to the buzzer faster than Robert managed to and didn’t even falter or hesitate as he answered straight away, “Y/N Y/L/N.”

The audience immediately screamed laughed and shrieked in delight, RDJ just nodded his head in understanding and appreciation, clapping his hands. Chris Evans, Mark and Anthony on the other side all looked amused but ultimately accepting (Chris was nodding along almost subconsciously). You were on the other team, looking heavenward with a faint exasperated grin and Scarlet wrapped her arm around your waist, Chris Hemsworth smirking at you both.

The fifth clip started up: it was a behind the scenes shot from Endgame, the big final battle. You were currently in the middle of doing your own stunt, green screen behind you and harnesses strapped to you as you dangled at a halfway point in the air. Your arms and hands were positioned in such a way to show your character manipulating her powers—the position also very much enhanced your chest, with the added help of your superhero attire. You looked hot, even you could admit.

The camera mirthfully panned to some of the rest of the cast who all stood aside while you filmed your scene—said cast being Chris Evans, Tom Holland, Gwyneth Paltrow, RDJ, Elizabeth Olsen and Tessa Thompson. All of their eyes were fixated on you, Robert was the only one grinning in amusement (and awe) while all the others stared at you as though you hung the sun yourself.

“Boobies.” Lizzie giggled faintly, her eyes stuck. The rest of the cast watching dumbly nodded while the crew cracked up behind the cameras.

And if you screenshotted their dumbfounded faces looking ip at on screen you. . well that was your business.

The clip changed. It was now Karen Gillan being interviewed on some carpet event, looking genuinely breathtaking. The interviewer was asking, “—obviously, your friend and co-star Y/N Y/L/N has been in lots of iconic movies. . what is your favourite scene of hers in The Wolf of Wall Street?”

Karen paused with a cheeky little smile, giving the interviewer a a jokingly incredulous look. “Come on.” She simply said. “It’s a bloody no brainer, I’m certain it was Leonardo’s favourite scene too. . I hope it is anyway otherwise he’s a silly, silly man.”

At the same carpet event with the same interviewer, Chris Hemsworth was being interviewed—his wife, Elsa, on his arm and looking half ready to battle off any rude interviewers (queen).

“—what is your favourite scene of hers in Ocean’s 8?”

“All of them!” Elsa answered eagerly, grinning. “Her outfits really accentuated her personality and I enjoyed them very much so. Particularly her outfit for the gala. . the amount of accentuated personality, by gosh, it had me speechless.”

Chris turned her head, obviously trying not to laugh at his wife.

“Nunca he estado más celoso y agradecido por la ropa en mi vida.” Elsa hummed.

You blinked.

The clip changed to you, Sebastian, Lizzie, Paul, Jeremy and Jimmy all on his Tonight Show playing Musical Beers. The slightly unnerving music/beat played in the background while you all stalked around the circle, Paul and Jeremy already out—leaving you, Seb, Lizzie and Jimmy.

As you were all racing around the circular table, Lizzie very obviously swatted your ass and you were impressed with your own body as you watched that impact: the audience erupted into laughs and shrieks, Jimmy playfully covering his eyes as Seb smirked. You thought that would be the end of the clip, but no.

The very disco-esk tune briefly cut out and past time you thought that meant it stopped completely and you’d already reached for the red cup in front of you and chugged it’s contents, only to pause as the music began back up.

“Spit it back! Spit it back!”

You did just that—but when the music actually stopped and Seb was left standing in front of the cup with your (let’s not go there) in it, your mouth popped open in shock. Jeremy gladly backed away from the table in hysterics, Lizzie and Jimmy equally as amused.

“Oh my god, I am—“

Sebastian quickly downed the cup with. . those contents, not even looking all that perturbed.

“So sorry.” You finished, mouth agape.

You vaguely remembered a conversation you’d had with him after the show, sincerely and repeatedly apologising and he was just very, very amused with you. He didn’t seem to mind at all—what an odd man.

“It’s all good.” Sebastian chuckled lowly, wrapping the mortified looking past you in a one armed shoulder hug and squeezing you to him. Lizzie seemed to be trying to trade a very obvious eye message with you—the audience shrieked and screamed in the background.

Another clip began: its was you and Scarlett Johansson doing a trust fall thing, you thought (correctly).

“Scarlett I swear. .” You giggled, looking over your shoulder at the woman behind you—she grinned back at you amusedly, her eyes twinkling.

“Calm down.” She laughed herself. “I’ll catch you don’t worry, gorgeous.”

Still slightly overcome with nervous giggles, you turned and let out a breath as you shut your eyes before holding at your arms and falling back.

And catch you she definitely did—although her hands didn’t exactly land in a PG-13 area, you cackled as you watched her hands grope at your chest to pull you up. In the video, you were also wheezing as were the crew and Scarlett had a cheeky little smirk as she laughed.

When you were finally standing, she gave one last squeeze before finally letting go—on screen you was breathless with giggles.

“Always wanted to do that.” She shrugged simply with a large amused smile.

The next clip began—it was Zendaya and Tom Holland on LADBible, playing that how much do you agree or not game. The statement said was ‘Y/N Y/L/N is everyone‘s celebrity crush’.

Instantly, Tom and Zendaya moved their cups to strongly agree, both of them nodding in solid agreement with the statement: presently, you awed at your friends, ego very much boosted. Well. To be fair, all of this video was massively boosting your ego.

“I mean, come on.” Zendaya made a ‘duh’ face and shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s Y/N.” Tom smiled crookedly, adding onto her comment.

“I am so happy I get to now say that she’s one of my closest friends.” Zendaya beamed genuinely. “She’s—one of those people whose beauty isn’t just an external thing, she’s so lovely man.” She pouted, in awe of you.

Watching the video, you beamed back at her.

The clip changed: Mark Ruffalo was on the Graham Norton show, next to Nicki Minaj and an actor you couldn’t place.

“Who would you say your favourite co-star has ever been, Mark?” Graham inquired.

“I—i would probably have to go with Y/N—“ The crowd instantly erupted into cheers and yells and Nicki smiled next to him, stating that she loved you under the sound of cheering. Mark grinned back at her, mumbling ‘me too’.

“Yeah, she’s a hell of an actress, that one. So easy to work with. Funny as f—hell, she’s just—an extremely genuine and kind person, and she really brings the energy on set.” Mark grinned. “..she’s also the only free pass my wife has ever given me. Which I won’t be using! Because I don’t believe in cheating, it’s scummy! Even though she’s gorgeous—anyone would be lucky!” He had to rise to a shout at the end as the audience erupted.

Nicki giggled next to him, “me personally, I would use that pass.”

You gasped in laughter as you watched the screen, screen-recording it all so you could go back and watch it. Saving it to your folder titled PISSING MY PANTS HRLP

The clip changed yet again, showing a scene from the Winter Solider BTS. You and Sebastian were filming a scene where he had to shoot your character—you watched the ‘Winter Solider’ shoot your character multiple times making you go down with an agonised yell, crawling away from him.

As soon as CUT was yelled, Sebastian’s face dropped from his stone cold (wintery) expression and he raced to you, crouching next to you. He practically tugged you into his lap on the floor, holding you.

“Oh my fuck that—that just felt so real, Y/n. You know I would never hurt you right?” He asked, blinking repeatedly before a small smirk fell on his lips. “You’re way too pretty to injure doll. Can’t ruin your perfect face.”

On screen you huffed in mock anger, hiding an amused grin as you shoved at him—he still held you close to him though, so both of you fell backwards and burst into giggles.

You literally thought ‘I ship them’ as you watched the clip of Sebastian and yourself, forgetting that was you for a moment.

Another clip started up—another behind the scenes. It was you and Tom Hiddleston in Thor : Ragnarok. In the scene Loki was tied down to the chair and your character was meant to intimidate him—you watched yourself take out your character’s daggers and lean forward into his space. One leg leaned up on top of the arm of the chair, sliding one dagger just a hair above the skin of his neck while using the over the move his chin up to be angled to you as you mockingly smiled down at him.

You said your line as your character but Tom remained silent, mouth parted and eyes widened as he gazed up at you—speech failing him. (You knew that they actually decided to include this awestruck look in the movie—the amount of fucking edits you’d seen was unreal).

Eyebrows crinkling you nudged your knee into his chest and he snapped out of it, grabbing your knee in a gentle grip. “Sorry darling, words sometimes seem to fail me in your presence.” He muttered rather hoarsely, still staring up at you.

“I don’t fucking blame him.” Tessa Thompson murmured from behind you both, and the camera moved to show her staring at you in a similar awe.

Present time, you could barely hide your smirk. Literally the biggest ego boost. Of all time.

Again, the clip changed and it was now Natalie Portman looking gorgeous on a carpet event, being interviewed—“if you could have Jane explore another romance than Thor, who would it be and why?”

“Y/N!” Natalia enthused immediately. “Well—her character, but like. Both. Either. One for me, one for Jane. That—would be great. And why? Come on! She’s an absolutely beautiful woman, inside and out. She has this outward glow that you literally cannot and don’t want to look away from and that reflects so much in her personality—once you’ve interacted with her one time, you never want to stop. Ever. I’m not kidding.” She giggled.

Another clip started up quickly—a blooper of you and Chris Evans. In this scene, your characters were meant to kiss after an angsty, angry argument. You stormed into the frame, into the bedroom, completely in character—an angry expression on and ready to go at Steve.

Before you could even let out a single syllable to begin your lines, Chris immediately surged forward and took your face in his hands, kissing the living daylights out of you.

You both pulled back after a bit and you just started at him, questioningly (that kiss was probably one of your best ever, let it be known, Chris Evans was a fantastic kisser).

“I—I thought It’d be good for the scene. .” Chris trailed off bashfully, scratching the base of his neck, literally pulling the excuse out of his arse. In actuality, he hadn’t wanted to spare a moment of the scene where he could be kissing you, well, not doing so.

“Bull!” Scarlett exclaimed as she materialised in the doorway. “He just wanted to kiss you.” She told you, pointedly looking at the man.

“Yeah—i—“ He huffed a defeated sigh, pink-cheeked. “I’ve got nothing. She’s right.”

In hindsight, you thought to yourself, you should probably stop being so shocked when the fanbase starts shipping you with your costars.

The clip changed: now it was you, Elizabeth and Aaron on a carpet event together—all being interviewed at the same time.

“So, Y/n, how does it feel to be in a Maximoff twin sandwich right now?” The interviewer giggled happily, smiling.

Before you could open you’re mouth—“we’re really enjoying it.” Lizzie and Aaron replied at the same time.

The interview gaped and you simply rolled your eyes as the two smirked at either side of you, they’d been talking in sync ever since you’d first met them at the table reading.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t why?” Aaron grinned crookedly. “A beautiful, lovely woman in between us. Honestly, love, there’s not a thought in my head besides you.” He joked, throwing an arm over your shoulder.

“I completely support that.” Lizzie chirped in, “ever since I’ve met this gorgeous lady who i now acknowledge as my partner in everything—she’s taken up all of the room in my brain, and I couldn’t be happier.” She giggled, putting her arm around your waist.

In the middle of them both, with an arm over your shoulder and one around your waist—you simply sighed, sparing the giddy interviewer an exaggerated suffering expression.

Again, the clip switched—it was now another blooper of you in the Iron Man movie, the scene where you handed Tony’s arse to him in the boxing ring. Instead of acting as scripted, Gwen Paltrow got up from her seat and strode over to the boxing ring, stepping inside gracefully and planting one right on your lips.

Presently, you giggled as you thought back to this moment. Gwen was your impulsive queen. Your idol.

From the floor, RDJ squawked in shock, exclaiming about being cheated and betrayed and Gwen flung her stiletto off her foot at him without moving from your lips.

When she finally did, she simply smiled at you kindly, “you just looked so good that I couldn’t not kiss you, sweets.” She shrugged and you, on screen, laughed at her as you leaned back in to kiss her cheek.

(Unfortunately the scene was not included in the movie—but Gwen never wasted an opportunity to talk about it, and you, if the chance arose).

The clip moved onto another one—back to the Thor : Ragnarok movie, you and Heimdall were fighting together, however you missed a step in your stunt and ended up stumbling. Idris immediately caught you with a steady arm around your waist, full you to him so you could stabilise yourself.

You smiled up at him thankfully, squeezing his arm in gratitude (totally not because you’d just wanted to feel his bicep).

You watched as your on screen self get distracted again and Idris murmured to Tom who’d now appeared next to him, “I feel like it’s dishonourable how much I want her to fall so I can catch her again now.”

“Mate, trust me,” Tom laughed, “I completely understand. But she doesn’t need the rescuing.”

“That she does not.” Both men smiled fondly as they watched you.

Presently, you were actively refusing to blush.

A different clip started up—Florence Pugh was being interviewed, looking breathtaking in her green dress. “—did you take anything from set?” The interviewer was asking, smiling at Florence.

“Um—not much, just Y/n’s heart.” Florence immediately cracked up at her own joke, smiling widely. “And her underwear too.” She added.

The interviewer opened her mouth to say something more, giggling at Florence as she continued speaking: “and before you ask, no. I wouldn’t be selling, for any price. Finders keepers and all that shite—plus, she’s my girl, so. That rule applies even more so. No one else can take her heart. Or her pants.”

Watching your friend, you giggled at her cheesy smile at her words before getting distracted by your group chat, where multiple of your friends and co-starts had seen your message and were now responding. Your laughter increased tenfold as you opened the thread.

[m3ntally-unstable]

When you read a really good fic but then after ur done reading it, realising that it was a part of a series so now your dying because now you’ve ruined it.

[saraakpotter]

Imagine: Tom Hiddleston talking about your obsession with Loki

Imagine: Tom Hiddleston (your boyfriend) talking about your obsession with Loki in an interview.

You and Tom were at an interview talking about the new y\m\m\n (your marvel movie name) it was the second one which Loki was also in.

“so moving on, y\n, I heard you like Loki a lot…..” The interviewer started just to be cut of by Tom

“a lot?” Tom shouted jokingly “she is obsessed with Loki she even has a green hoodie with Loki symbols on it!” y\n giggled and so did the interviewer.

“no way!” the interviewer joked

“that’s nothing, y\n just show them your phone.” Tom said with his famous smile

y\n burst out laughing hitting his arms playfully “oh come on Tom! Plus I’m that obsessed with Loki!”

“you are not? show them your phone then” Tom said trying to hold back a laughter but failing. y\n showed them her lock screen rolling her eyes playfully and the crowed cheered as they saw a cute picture of Loki as her background picture.

y\n couldn’t help but laugh even harder at Toms half jealous face.

“oh come on Tom, you are literally him!” y\n said teasing him

“no, he’s literally me!” Tom said half-jokingly with his Loki smile.

“oh my god! Is the famous Tom Hiddleston jealous?” y\n faked a dramatic gasp

The interviewer was just laughing and trying to catch his breath

“I’m not jea….” Tom started just to be cut of by y\n

“…of himself?” y\n smirked

Without another word Tom looked at y\n’s seat beside him and then pulled her into a short but loving kiss making the crowed cheer loudly once again.

y\n, now blushing, managed to say: “well…umm…the internet is going to definitely explode tonight!”

“what can I say? You may be Loki’s girlfriend in the movie, but your mine in this universe” Tom smirked “plus the paparazzi was going to catch us doing it sooner or later!”

[lives-in-midgard]

🎄Sweater Party 🎄

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Summary: You got invited to the ugly Christmas sweater party of your friend and co-star Chris Evans.

Word Count: 1100

A/N: Hey everyone! This is part of my Fluffcember I hope you like it!

Divider is made by @saradika

Prompt 10: "Shut up and kiss me again."

(prompt from @buckys-wintersoldier)

Masterlist | Fluffcember Masterlist

You were just on your way to see your best friend and Marvel co-star Chris Evans. Today is his legendary Ugly Christmas sweater party. You still remember it from last year. You were new to the Marvel cast and got to know Chris better there, and that’s when your crush on him was born. But you were too afraid to tell him, so you just stayed friends, which wasn’t always easy for you.

You were very happy to see your other co-stars again. You ’re friends with everyone, but you were so happy to see Sebastian and Elizabeth again. After a not-too-long drive, you parked your car in front of Chris’ house. There were already a few cars there and a smile was already spreading across your face. You picked up your bag and got out of the car. As you stood in front of the door, you could already hear Chris laughing, which gave you butterflies. Before you could knock on the door, it was opened by none other than Chris himself.

“Hey honey.” Chris said and you had to blush at the pet name he gave you.

“Hey.” You, greeting each other with a hug. You came in and took off your jacket.

“Wow, your sweater is really ugly.” Chris joked and you giggled. Then you finally took a closer look at his sweater.

“Yours is also very ugly.” You said and made Chris laugh. Suddenly you heard paws running and you both looked in that direction and had to laugh. Dodger came running towards you and jumped at you. You started petting him with a smile.

“Hey buddy.” You caught Chris smiling at you and Dodger.

“Come on, let’s go to the others.” Chris said after a while. Dodger ran forward and Chris put his arm on your back, leading you into the living room where the other cast members were gathered. When you and Chris entered the living room you saw Sebastian, Elizabeth, Scarlett, Robert, Mark, Jeremy, only a few missing including Chris Hemsworth because he was in Australia with his family. You greeted everyone and sat down on the couch next to Sebastian while Chris went to the kitchen to get some drinks.

“I missed you so much, Sebby.” You said and hugged him.

“I missed you too.” He said with a smile. You talked for a while about all sorts of things. After a while, Elizabeth and Scarlett joined you. You talked about Christmas and how you all celebrate it. After a while, Chris came back and sat across from you, smiling at you and joining in the conversation. After a while, Dodger came over and sat between you and Sebastian. Sebastian started stroking Dodger’s head, who now laid his head on your lap. You giggled and started petting him as well.

After you all ate dinner together, you went back to the living room, took a photo together and then played some party games together. In one game you had to play in a team of two. Chris immediately looked over at you and asked you. You agreed with a chuckle.

“I thought I would play with you.” Sebastian joked with a smile, and you giggled.

“Oh Sebby. I bet Mackie would love to play with you.” Everyone sat down in groups, and you went to Chris. He made some room for you, but when you sat down next to him, you were still sitting very close to him. Your legs touched and you started to blush. Then you looked at each other and Chris put his arm around your back. You and Chris won the game. Everyone sat down with other people to talk, but you stayed with Chris and enjoyed his company.

A few hours later, some of the party guests began to leave. In the end it was just you and Chris left. You sat very close to each other on his couch.

“It was really great to see everyone again.” You said after a while.

“Yeah definitely.”

“How about we watch a movie?” Chris asked.

“Sounds good. “You replied with a smile.

“Great. You can choose the movie and I’ll go into the kitchen and make hot chocolate for us.” While Chris went into the kitchen, you chose your favorite Christmas movie. When he came back, he gave you a cup and you started the movie. You enjoyed the movie together and after a while you laid your head on his shoulder.

After the movie ended, you looked at the clock and realized it was really late.

“I really enjoyed spending time with you.” You said making Chris smile.

“I enjoyed it too. Maybe we should do this more often.”

“Yeah. We should, but I think I should really go home now.” You said, getting up from the couch.

“Sure, but let me walk you to the door.” He said and walked with you to the door. You said goodbye to Dodger and after putting your jacket on, you hugged Chris again. This time a little longer. He opened the door for you, and you were about to say goodbye when Chris suddenly became quiet.

“What’s wrong?” You asked and Chris pointed to the ceiling. You looked up and then saw why Chris was quiet. There was a mistletoe hanging there.

“Don’t act like you didn’t put that there.”

“I definitely didn’t put that there, honey.” Chris said.

“But who was it then?” You asked and Chris ran his hand through his hair.

“Wait, who was the last person that left?” Chris mumbled and you both thought back.

“Sebastian.” You both said at the same time and chuckled. You looked at each other for a second, unsure of what to do now.

“We don’t have to kiss, but I mean, it’s a tradition.” Chris said quietly as he moved closer to you.

“You’re right, it’s a tradition.” You said and suddenly there were only a few steps away. You moved closer and suddenly his lips touched yours. At first it was just a gentle touch, but then the kiss became more passionate.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry. I know we’re just friends. I shouldn’t have taken it this far.” Chris started rambling, but you grabbed his hand and spoke.

“Shut up and kiss me again!” You said and Chris giggled but then wanted to kiss you again.

After another kiss you looked at each other smiling.

“I think I have to thank Sebastian for that.” He said, looking at the mistletoe.

“Me too.” You said and you both laughed.

Taglist:

@marvelogic | @rogersbarber | @eviebuggg | @nicoline1998enilocin | @kandis-mom | @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 | @cutedisneygrl

[unknowntoyou2205]

Could you maybe do something where the reader joins the marvel cast from a very young age (4 ish) and has now grown up to be a teenager (14-15), maybe it’s like their bday and the cast is making posts and stuff talking about how much reader has grown up and improved as an actor. Hopefully that made sense! <3333

Masterlist

[itsallyscorner]

Hello lovies, it has been a WHILE!

But I’ve been debating on coming back here for a while to write while I’m on my winter break from uni :)

Current people I’m willing to write for…

- Mcu Cast (I miss them😭) + Avengers

- Hugh Jackman/Logan Howlett

- F1 (Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Daniel Ricciardo)

- Harry Styles

I’m also open to writing for some MCU characters, whether that be platonic or not! You can also check some of my old works to get a gist of what I write! I’m open to requests and what not so just hit my lines girlies :)

[white-wolf-buckaroo]

At least I can express my love for them and the actors and actresses who bring them to life

[thehiddlebum]

prompt 9 and 11 for either johnathan pine feeling burnt out during his shift while working at the Swiss Hotel or james conrad in the aftermath of skull island

also your miss independent fic piece was amazing <3

hello lovely, thank you! this is such a cute one, i chose pine because… well come on he’s my fave 😩 enjoy ! x

Sleepy

Summary: After a very long shift, you help your love get a well deserved nights rest.

Warnings: None, pure fluff, jonathan being a softie

Pairing: Jonathan Pine x female!reader or GN!reader

Prompts: ‘Your lover is snoring quietly and you can’t help but giggle because it’s so cute’ and ‘Laughing at their messy hair in the morning.’

The cold, snowy weather was the perfect setting for the Meisters Hotel in Zermatt, and it was your favourite weather.

You and your boyfriend of five years had recently moved here as Jonathan was needed for work, he was the night manager for the hotel and you worked as a chambermaid.

You didn’t mind it at all as it was good pay, and the fact that you got to see your beautiful man at work.

Every evening he wore the most stunning suits you’d ever seen, the shirts being tight-fitted around his arms and shoulders.

He just always looked so good.

You both usually slept during the day as Jonathan worked night shifts and you were needed early in the mornings, so he would wait for you to finish before driving you both back to your cabin.

However, today had been particularly busy as the hotel filled with guests arriving for their stay.

It was Jonathan’s job to get them checked in and assigned to their rooms, and assisting them with anything else they may need.

You’ve watched him do his job a couple of times and it’s fascinating how effortless it looks for him.

But today you had been at home resting all day (Jonathan’s orders), as he was asked to step in for someone who called in sick.

So that meant that he was covering both day and night shift, and you knew he would be exhausted by the end of it.

He had sent you a quick text saying ‘i should be finished around the same time as you, darling.’

You were due to start at 5 in the morning, and it was currently 4:15 so you headed to the front door and began the short walk to the hotel.

The sky was slowly getting lighter as the sun came up and when you reached the hotel, you walked through the revolving door and saw him.

He was typing on the computer behind the front desk whilst speaking to some guests, then leading them to the bar area as he put their bags behind the desk.

You could tell that he was trying to push through the exhaustion, but then as he looked up and met your gaze, you saw his lips part as he sighed.

You walked over to him and stepped behind his desk, resting your hands on his broad shoulders and rubbing them gently.

You heard him release a quiet ‘mmmh’ as he leaned his head back into your touch, “Not much longer now my love.”

You whispered in his ear and placed a delicate kiss on his temple, to which he smiled softly at.

“Thank you darling, I’ll meet you here in reception once you’re finished.” He said and leaned down to peck your lips gently.

You left him and went to change into your work clothes, and collected the cleaning supplies from the closet and got to work.

It took you about two hours to flip the hotel rooms over, ready for new guests that would be arriving today.

Changing back into your normal clothes that you arrived in, you left your work uniform in the closet and grabbed your handbag before making your way down to reception.

When you got there you saw Jonathan sat on one of the sofas in the middle of the room, scrolling through his phone.

As soon as he heard the elevator ping and the doors open he looked up to see you smiling at him.

You both left the Hotel hand in hand and got in your car, which Jonathan had drove to work the morning before.

Once you reached your cabin that you now call home, you both got in the shower together but you were both too tired to even try anything.

You poured some of the soap into your hands, rubbing them together and rubbed your hands all over Jonathan’s back and shoulders.

He melted into your touch and rested his head on your shoulder as you rubbed his back, and reaching up to grab the shower head and let the water fall down his back.

Then you squeezed some of his shampoo in your hands and ran it through his wet blonde locks, he closed his eyes as you worked your magic and you admired once again just how beautiful he was.

Once you rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, you quickly washed yourself as you knew he just needed to get into bed.

Stepping out of the shower together, you wrapped one towel around his waist and one around your middle.

You got a clean pair of boxers out for him and one of his T-shirts for yourself, and once you were both dry and changed you got into bed.

He collapsed onto the sheets with a big sigh and you scooted closer to his warm body, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his chest.

One of his hands rubbed your back slowly and the other rested behind your head, playing with your hair gently.

He placed a soft kiss on your forehead and you felt his breathing calm down, you snuggled closer into him as you could feel him falling asleep already.

Before you knew it, you felt his arms go limp and you smiled as you heard soft little snores escape from his lips.

As he let out quiet snores, you reached up and brushed some of his curls out of his face and pressed soft kisses on his cheeks.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his snoring as it was so cute, and you were just so glad that he could get some well needed sleep.

You woke up hours later and it was gone 2 in the afternoon, and you naturally reached out for Jonathan and felt that his sleeping body was still there.

You pulled him gently into your arms and held his head against your chest, wrapping your arms around him and snuggling under the weight of him.

You heard him groan softly as he buried his head in your neck, pecking your skin lightly and your tan your fingers through his messy locks.

He finally gained enough strength to lift his head and he pouted his lips as if asking for a kiss.

You giggled and granted him his wish, softly kissing those perfect pink lips of his to which he hummed in delight at.

Once you pecked his lips one more time, you pulled away to look at him and when you did a laugh escaped your lips.

“What?” His raspy voice spoke as he furrowed his brows.

“Nothing… it’s just your hair.”

He narrowed his eyes at you and you couldn’t help but chuckle more at the sight.

He went to bed with wet hair so that made it even more messy, but it was just all over the place.

His normal slicked back blonde locks were now all curly and flicked in different directions, but he still looked like a literal god.

“Stop laughing,” He said with a smirk on his face and it only made you laugh more.

You cupped his cheeks with both of your hands and softly kissed him again, resting your forehead on his.

“I’m sorry baby, you just look so cute.” You stroked his hair and he smiled.

“I’ll show you ‘cute’…” He pushed himself up on his hands and began to attack your neck with kisses, slowly making his way down your middle which had you erupting with laughter as he tickled your sides.

A/N: oh how much i wish this was real 😭

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine the Marvel cast finding out you’re suicidal.

It was strange, how you basically dropped off the face of the planet between shooting the movies that you were in, for the MCU. You had formed such a great family relationship with everyone, even the ‘originals’ like Mark Ruffalo, Chris Evans, Robert Downy Jr, thinking of you as one of their kinds almost. You were the youngest, even younger than Tom Holland, so when they received nothing but radio silence, and there wasn’t a single story about you in the tabloids, for four months, they all grew concerned.

When you did come in for the first day of shooting, you looked tired. The make up artists did what they could for your dark circles, but it was evident that you had been through something. All throughout the day, Scarlett, Chris Evans, Elizabeth Olsen, they all asked you if you were okay and you gave them the thumbs up but they could all see that something was wrong.

You continued to wave them off but it got exhausting, so after the long day of shooting, you asked them to meet you by your trailer. The group grew larger - everyone that cared about you came out - The Chris’, Robert, Mark, Scarlet, Tom, Paul, Elizabeth, even Benedict was there, all of them looking at you with concern and curiosity.

“I only want to say this once,” You said, a little nervously. You couldn’t look anybody in the eye, not even Tom Holland, who was your best friend on set. “And then I don’t really want to talk about it again. But um - the reason why I didn’t reach out to anyone the last couple of months was because ... I was in the hospital.”

Instantly, Chris Evans put a comforting arm around you, worry filling his face. Everyone was expecting now some sort of medical diagnosis - especially after what had happened with Chadwick. They didn’t want to lose another friend. Another member of the team.

“I um -” You said, really not wanting to say it out loud. But you had been going to therapy, having to admit to your problems wasn’t anything all that new anymore. “I have depression. And ... I tried to kill myself.”

There were collective gasps and instant questions but you put your hand up. “I’ve been being treated for it and ... I think we’ve finally found the right combination of medication and therapy so ... I mostly just .. want to ask that you be a bit patient with me. I didn’t mean to blow any of you off. You all mean the world to me.”

You were met with the utmost support. Hugs and encouraging words and they all promised you their patience. But it was when they were alone, each one of them in their trailers for the night, that their minds really started to delve in on this new information. You were so young, you had so much potential, so much life ahead of you, what had gone wrong to make you have such terrible thoughts about yourself, about the world?

It made their mindsets different. And it made them treat you different, even though you had specifically requested no special treatment. They almost lost you, and they were going to do everything - bringing you breakfast to your trailer, running to you first to tell you a joke that they heard, sending you memes - they could to make sure that they never actually did.

Requested by: Anonymous

[tonystarkwifey]

GORGEOUS | H. Styles

UPDATED* 7/8/24

𝙂𝙊𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙐𝙎 | H. Styles - ·̇𝔍𝘈𝘔𝘐𝘌·̇୨୧ - Wattpad

OLD.

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛᴡᴏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟʟʏ ꜰʟɪʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏᴜꜱ & ɢᴏᴏꜰʏ. ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴊᴏɪɴ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ "ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ." ꜱᴏ,ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ?

ᴏʀ

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏɴ, ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇɴʏ?

under construction, & coming soon

[janesociety]

send me requests i will literally write anything that sparks any kind of motivation 🤍

[infictionalwonderland]

HI I JUST READ PART TWO OF MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N AND OMG I LOVED IT...BUT THEN AGAIN I'M PRETTY SURE WE ALL DID..HAVE YOU SEEN THE COMMENTS IN THE COMMENT SECTION??? PEOPLE ARE ASKING FOR A PART 3 OF THE MARVEL CAST STILL FLIRTING WITH Y/N BUT ALSO INCLUDING THE MARVEL CAST GROUP CHAT IN IT...AND I AGREE...PRETTY PLEASE CAN YOU DO A PART 3 FOR US? 🥺

. . . MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N Y/L/N FOR TEN MINUTES STRAIGHT! (part 3)

(part 1–here) (part 2–here)

THE GROUPCHAT.

You renamed the group

Y/N’s little bitches & their leader

the video link so y’all bitches like obsessed with me or summmm 🥰🥰🥰🥰

rdj JESUS H CHRIST. as if your ego needed any more raising 😥

anthony puhleeeeaaasssseeeee i know YOU ain’t talking your ego is so far high up in the sky that it’s pegging the big man (my man god pls don’t condemn me for this)

lizzie AHHHHHHHHH watching myself myself be in love with y/n makes me sad 😞😞😟😟😰 y/n why aren’t we just together already??!?!!!!

scarlett and im so sending that to ur husband, with love!! but genuinely. im afraid im much more gay for my sweet sugar pie than i thought i was 🤯

lizzie and now im sending that to YOUR husband with even more love 🤣🤣😂😂😂😆😆😃

tessa HAHAHAH IM SO GLAD IM NOT IN HETRO MARRIAGE AND CAN FREELY LUST AFTER MY GF!! (y/n love come over ✂️✂️)

daya’s tom i never realised how big of pervs seb and chris r men 🤮🤮😷

anthony HONESTLY!!!!!!! like wdym you could guess and sense my girls bum blindfolded 😧🫵

paul r i, too, am expressing concern about the horny teenage boy fuck face chris has got going on in that clip….

chris e … .. .

scarlett if you no longer feel safe around these leches y/n than we can remove them dw xxxx

gwenyth here for you always queen 🤞🤞

jeremy don’t let the perverts get to u girly!!

lizzie TESSAAAA???? you got to lie on her chest?????????!? i.. there are no words. 💔💔💔

loki tom now that’s just plain unfair

tessa L😮😮😮😮😮L sucks to be all of you im clearly her most favourite little bitch no shame, that was one of my most favourite memories ever. it better flash before my eyes after i die :)

chris h AWWWW CHRIS WANTS TO TAKE OUR Y/N TO THE OSCARS. HOW CUTTEEE

rdj bitch no need to shout ✋ personally loving my cameos in this darling little video, i can just feel my presence thru the screen

samuel shut up. you’re all pathetically obsessed with her. my wife says to say you should be. now go to bed and stop making my phone buzz. thank you, samuel l jackson.

clark what he said.

anthony NAHHHH NOT THIS VIDEO BRINGING THE GHOSTS OUT OF THEIR RETIREMENTS the skank that is y/n really is magic

brie and this is a new revelation howwww????

natalie sometimes i just love the internet my new favourite video ever I LOVE YOU Y/N GOODNIGHT!!!!!!!!! goodnight everyone else, i said demurely

kat demure, rotten s’more. Y/N YOUU LOOK SO HOT IN THAT VIDEO AND ALWAYS AND I LOOK SO HOT IN THE VIDEO AND ALWAYS SO IF MY CALCULATIONS ARE CORRECT WE SHOULD GET ELOPED LIKE YESTERDAY AND I CAN BE OBSESSED WITH YOU FOREVER AND WE CAN HAVE AS MANY ANIMAL BABIES AS YOU WANT GORGEOUS

sebastian i stand by all my past behaviour and words 🧍‍♂️

anthony ofc you do you damn FREAKKK

daya’s tom fr men have no shame these days 🙄🙄

natalie and no class i announced demurely

cobie nat go to sleep honey 💗💗💗

zendaya i never realised how freaky we are for y/n 😯

mark i did.

mark has left y/n’s little bitches & their leader

rdj KIIINGGGGGGGG 🤴🤴

florence (respectfully) obviously we’re freaky abt and obsessed w her bc she’s y/n y/l/n

paul b im going to make my own compilation of all of you lot being obsessed with the lovely y/n using your texts ‘thirsting’ after her.

lizzie 😱😱

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Practically breathless with laughter, you clicked on the video once again to unpause it—a wide grin creasing at your cheeks.

On screen, you, Chris Evans and Mark Ruffallo were taking a character quiz with buzzfeed, all sitting at laptops of your own.

“Finally, what would you say is your personal character flaw?” You read off of the screen.

“Where’s none?” Chris replied immediately, snatching the laptop from you and not letting you answer, looking at you with a lopsided and teasing smile.

Mark, simultaneously, let out a dramatically offended little gasp on your behalf—“you don’t have any.”

When Chris put the laptop away from you, between the two of them, Mark immediately slammed it closed.

You deadpanned at the both of them, completely unimpressed as members of the crew were heard to be laughing off screen.

“You’re perfect.” Chris teased, winking at you.

The next clip started, you and the rest of the main cast from Avengers:Endgame where playing Most Likely To, where you had little cardboard cutouts of each others faces on little sticks for when you would choose.

“Who’s most likely to make you laugh in the middle of a scene?”

As you look between all of the cut outs thoughtfully, the rest of the cast (RDJ, Chris E, Scarlett, Mark, Chris H, Jeremy) all lift theirs—Scarlett grins to herself as she hoists your cardboard head in the air cheerfully and the Chris’ roll their eyes in a playful duh way as they do the same. RDJ smirks jokingly as he lifts himself and you both. Mark smiles as he lifts you and Chris H.

“Come on, we all know who it is.” Robert urges playfully, bumping your hip.

You bump him back harder, laughing as you finally lift up your choice people—Scarlett and Chris Evans.

Both of their let out little playful cheers as the others each have their own playful reactions of distress and Scarlett wraps her arm around you in a side hug, bringing your cardboard head she’s holding to smooch against hers, in your hand. She laughs as she smooches them together.

“If I can only get fake cardboard kisses and called the most funny costar, I will take it.” She says to you, scrunching her face into a dramatic expression of seriousness.

“Hey, joint most funny.” Chris protests, amused and playfully indignant as he leans over to smack her head lightly with your little cardboard face.

Another clip starts up—this time it’s Charlie Cox, who plays Daredevil, in the clip. You’d met him a few times and exchanged numbers and a few laughs and compliments here and there, he was a nice man.

In the clip, the interviewer asks him, “If you could bring absolutely anyone from all of the Marvel stuff out today into Daredevil, who would it be?”

“Y/N Y/L/N, without a doubt.” Charlie replied easily, a smile on his lips, accented voice charming and friendly. “She’s a remarkable actress in not just marvel, but all of her other projects—she’s also an incredibly lovely person who I would very much like to pleasure of working with someday.”

“And she’s pretty too, right?” The woman interviewer follows up, a giggling grin on her face.

Charlie blinks at her, amused. “No offence love, but I figured that was obvious.” He laughs softly. “Yes, she’s a very.. very beautiful woman. Truly.” He smiles, his gaze flickering towards the camera almost as though he wants to send that message directly to you.

Watching the clip, you arch a brow with a little grin - mentally debating whether to email your fellow Marvel actor or not.

The next clip begins, it’s you, Sebastian, Anthony, Chris Evans and Paul Rudd playing How Well Does The Avengers Cast Know Each other? on Jimmy Kimmel.

“What is Y/N’s favourite childhood movie of all time?” Jimmy asks the next question.

Immediately, all of them respond said favourite movie of yours in unison and, on screen, your jaw drops as you swivel your gaze between them all. The crowd erupts into hoots and cheering laughs - Jimmy raising his brows with a smirking grin.

Chris laughs a bit sheepishly and Sebastian bites down the full force of his smile, his gaze fixed on you. Anthony simply grins proudly, giving the crowd a nod like hell fucking yeah I got that and Paul giggles to himself, looking between everyone.

“Well. That was speedy.” Jimmy remarks to the laughter of the crowd.

“Hey, what can I say.” Anthony grins, nudging your shoulder playfully. “I’m always listening when this pretty lady speaks.”

“It’s hard not to.” Chris admits, a small smirk at his lips as he looks at you. “The sound of your voice just draws people in.”

“Plus, he’s always starting at your mouth anyway.” Paul comments, grinning widely as the crowd practically shriek and scream at that.

You cover your face with your hands, shaking slightly with laughter. Chris blushes a bit but smirks regardless, looking at you for a moment longer. Anthony cackles at the chaos, giving Paul a fist bump and Sebastian finally decides to chime in.

“It’s a gorgeous mouth, everyone’s always looking.” Sebastian says, undeniably flirty as he looks down at you—his voice barely carrying across the screams of the crowd. When they hear him, they all holler even louder, some lady in the back actually tipping off of her seat.

“They’re joking.” You, in the clip, paste on a smile - shaking your head in exasperation even as your eyes are warm with amusement. Anthony giggles even more, nudging you again and Sebastian shakes his head at the audience, letting them know he’s actually not joking.

The next clip starts and it’s you, Scarlett, Chris Hemsworth and some other cast members at a fan event - a comicon most likely. The interviews on stage propose the challenge ‘Who can get a fellow avenger on the phone the quickest?’

Immediately, the three of you get to the task and as soon as you call your person of choice (Elizabeth Olsen) she picks up.

“Hi gorgeous!” Lizzie chirps immediately, the crowd able to hear her as you put the speaker of your phone to the microphone in your hand. “How are you? I’ve missed seeing your pretty face. We need to catch up.”

As the crowd giggles giddily and whoops, you grin at your phone. “You saw me the other day Liz.” You say, playful and warm. “But I would never say no to seeing you again.”

“Jesus, you know how to make a girl swoon.” Lizzie gasps, playfully dramatic, into the phone. “And I cannot wait! I was thinking—“

“Pretty girls with me right now Lizzie.” Scarlett’s cuts her off, a playful smirk on her lips as she leans over and hangs up your phone. The crowd bursts into even more enthusiastic cackles and cheers—the interviews laughing too as you shake your head at her.

“Scarlett.”

“Hey—they said get on the phone, not make plans with when you could be with me.” She counters back playfully, squeezing your wrist with a grin.

The next clip starts and it’s Hugh Jackman. He’s on the Chicken Shop Date show and you smile as you see Amelia Dimoldenburg, the interviewer, in the seat next to him—clearly interviewing him in her unique date style. You’d be on this show as well and genuinely was such a lovely woman.

He asks her if she’s had a favourite date she’s been on on the show and Amelia grins a bit, her usual sarcastic and dry demeanour breaking slightly. “My favourite date.. would probably be Y/N Y/L/N.”

Hugh grins in response. “Ah, well that’s no surprise.” He says warmly, his Australian accent thick and friendly. “I’ve had the pleasure of talking to her a couple of times and the rumours did not disappoint. She’s.. remarkable company, to say the least.”

“Right.” Amelia agrees, titling her head with her little sarcastic but still kind grin. “She ticked all my boxes, to be perfectly honest. I’d rather be here with her.”

“I’d rather be here with both of you.” Hugh says diplomatically, smiling as he tears into his chicken.

“Are you always this greedy, or does she bring it out?” Amelia deadpans at him, scowling in her signature dry manner. She scans him up and down, her eyes barely hiding her knowing amusement.

Hugh simply laughs and winks at her before grinning at the camera for a moment, like he’s trying to grin directly at you.

Watching the clip, you blink, biting your lip against the amused and flattered smile that spread across your lips. Jesus, there were a lot more people in this compilation than you thought there’d be.

The clip changes again—now, it’s you, Mark Ruffalo and Chris Evans all in an interview together, presumably for Infinity War considering the poster behind you and the fake gauntlet that Chris is currently wearing.

As Mark talks, the camera zooms over to the way Chris grin at you as he puts out his hand—the hand of the large gauntlet—and you settle you chin over it playfully, looking up at him. He looks back down at you with that cheesy smile, his eyes soft in a way that looks almost intimate before he snaps out of it, squeezing your chin softly between the large gold fingers.

“These two, always in their own world.” Mark complains playfully as he and the interviewer both look at you and Chris.

“Hey—leave us be—“

“Yeah, it’s been a long day.” Chris agrees, smiling in amusement as he takes his hand, wearing the gauntlet still, away from your face. He looks at you for another lingering moment before back at Mark.

“For me too dumb—bum, do you see me grabbing her face?”

As you laugh at Mark’s quick correction, Chris gives him a look and Mark simply looks back, unrepentant and amused.

“Can’t resist her cute little face.”

The edit then zooms in on your face, mid laugh, and adds some cutesy little hearts and sparkles before skipping on to the next clip: Tom Hiddleston playing ‘Who Said It’ in an interview - he has to guess the character by the quote.

When the interviewer says one of your characters quotes, Tom laughs softly, grinning as he answers. “Oh, that’s Y/N.” He says, amused and warm. “I could probably tell you all of her quotes.”

“Oh?” The interviewer inquires, eating this up.

“Yeah.” Tom confirmed, still amused and smiling warmly. “It’s a struggle to look away from her on set when she’s in the zone, she gets so into it and she does it so much—it’s fascinating. And thus, I end up remembering all of her lines. Because I can’t look away from her when she acts. I promise it’s not as creepy as it sounds.”

You laugh softly watching the clip, charmed and endeared. Once again understanding why you get shipped with, well, everyone.

The next clip pops up just as quick—it’s you and Aaron Taylor-Johnson, being interviewed for Age Of Ultron by a little boy whose wearing a Hulk costume.

The little boys smiles, all bubbly childish curiosity. “You’re really pretty, Miss Y/N. Especially in the movie—with your cool hair and stuff!” He says, sweet and innocently. “I was wondering if you thought—that she was too?” He directs his question at Aaron. “And if you like her colourful hair, like me!”

Aaron laughs as you practically melt, smiling at the child and saying thank you. He also smiles warmly at the kid, flicking you a brief glance as he answers the question. “Yeah, yeah I do think so. She’s certainly not bad to look at, huh?” He laughs again as the kid nods happily. “And her colourful hair is pretty cool, I will admit. I liked mine more though.”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Thank you Aaron.” You say, before looking back at the kid with a smile. “And thank you, little man.”

Aaron looks at you for another lingering moment, a smile at the corner of his mouth as he says a soft. “Anytime darling.”

(Woah, you privately thought)

The next clip started—a blooper. It was you and Sebastian Stan mid fighting scene. He made a misstep that sent him stumbling directly into you and you both came crashing down on the mat, you with an oof, and he ended up plastered on top of you, cushioned by your chest.

He seemed to forget where he was for a few seconds as he just laid there enjoying himself, an unintelligible murmur of something that vaguely sounded like heaven hitting his microphone.

“Ay Sebastian what the hell are you doing man?!” Came the loud, booming amused voice of Anthony Mackie as he hopped right over to your shot—yanking Sebastian off of you. Several of the crew members in hysterics.

On screen, you giggle yourself as Anthony turns Sebastian off you and flops him on the mat beside you, crossing his arms and looking down at him with an amused look.

“Nasty man. Why you all up on her for?”

Sebastian barely even seems to register his words as he sighs blissfully. “Best day ever.”

As you giggle, in real time, the next clip starts and it’s Micheal B Jordan doing the Hot Ones interview. He’s in the middle of talking about his time on marvel, and with the cast.

“—being a part of that movie was an amazing experience, honestly. Not only are all the actors and actresses so devoted and so skilled at their craft, they’re also genuinely nice people, man.” He pauses, a grin building on his lips. “Plus.. I got to meet Y/N Y/L/N.”

Sean, the interviewer, laughs slightly at Micheal’s expression—enthralled and eager. “How’d that go?” He inquiries.

“The only way it could be,” Micheal grins wider, “fu—flipping great bro. It.. I’ve always admired her, her work and her just as a person. You know, stunning, powerful, kind and charming lady. Can’t not admire her, right? So finally meeting her in person and experiencing all of those things.. it was practically an out of body experience.” He laughs, “my heart was pounding so hard I thought I’d collapse and I was just thinking don’t faint on her dress don’t faint on her dress don’t you do that.”

“Well done. You didn’t.”

“Barely, man.” Micheal admits, grinning laughing. “Barely. Kinda wanted to a little, see if she’d catch me.”

The next clip was Winston Duke, Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie reading thirst tweets—Sebastian was currently reading one out for Winston.

“M’Baku could blow my M’back out if he wanted to.” As soon as he reads that, all of them break into laughter and hollers.

“Hey—hey, who said that?” Winston laughed out, playfully reaching for the piece of paper with the tweet on it. “Damn. I know who I want it to be.”

“Y/N.” Anthony coughs out, not so discreetly.

Sebastian gives him a look, contradicted by the amused smile on his face, nudging him but Winston simply shrugs with a grin as if to say you right.

The next clip started and it was Andrew Garfield presenting an award at the Golden Globes, the clip started right at the bit where he announced: “and the award goes to… Y/N Y/L/N.”

Andrew’s face was split in a beaming smile and the room erupted into cheers and claps. You, the screen on you as the winner, laughed giddily, grinning as you accepted the hugs of the people around you before making your way up to the stage.

Andrew reached out a hand to help you up immediately, grinning. Once you were up on the stage—he pulled you into a hug. “Well done love.” He congratulated, his voice barely audible over the cheers and claps. “You deserve this.”

“Thank you!” You beam back, leaning up to kiss his cheek as you pull back from the hug and he hands you the award readily.

“Thank you.” Andrew returns, laughing a bit with a tiny smirk at the corner of his grin—rubbing his cheek where you’d kissed briefly as he watched you in affectionate pride.

Once again, another clip stared: It was Brie Larson, Zoe Saldana and Danai Gurira (Okoye) in an interview together for Endgame, currently in the middle of talking about the Infinity Stones and what they actually do.

“So—reality, is pretty straightforward.” Zoe laughs. “You can change and alter reality.. now, me personally, if I had that stone I know what I’d change my reality to.”

“What?” The interviewer urges, grinning.

“To me living happily ever after with Y/N.” Zoe says playfully, smiling. Next to her, the Brie and Danai laugh in agreement, nodding. “And I say this without any shame, my husband already knows about my fat crush on that wonderful woman and honestly, I think my kids are rooting for us so that she can be their stepmom. They love her too.”

“I’d make my reality the exact same.” Brie agrees mirthfully—an entertained smile on her lips. “And I don’t have to worry about kids and a husband so… Y/N if you’re interested, please please please come my way. Matter of fact, I’ll make the first move.”

The next clip started—it was Elizabeth Olsen and Paul Bettany, the interviewer asked, “who would be the maid of honour at the Scarlet Witch and Vision wedding.”

“Y/N.” Lizzie answered immediately, smiling. “Or—sorry—I mean, (Your characters name). But Y/N definitely. I’d personally rather have her be the bride with me and have it be Wanda and (Your characters name) wedding, but hey.” She shrugs playfully.

Paul looks at her with a jokingly offended face. “Excuse you? What about Vision?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” She giggles. “But can you blame me?”

Paul pretends to think for a moment before sighing theatrically and shaking his head. “No, no I can’t.”

The next clip starts—Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Holland in an interview together, Tom is currently on an energised little tangent.

“And—Zendaya and Y/N work so well together, honestly it was so sick seeing that in real life. Two of the actresses I’ve admired for so long working together and doing a bloody amazing job of it as well! The scene where—“

Benedict quickly interrupts him with a loud ‘ah ah ah’ placing his hand over Tom’s mouth to shut him up. “Spoilers, Tom, spoilers.”

Tom deflates sheepishly, laughing apologetically against Benedict’s palm before pulling it away from his mouth, shrugging.

“Sorry, sorry—I just like talking about them.” He says and then rushes to add. “And—just, Marvel, as a whole. Too.”

Benedict simply gives him a knowing smirk, rolling his eyes.

Yet again, the clip changed, this time to Chris Evans and Taika Waititi playing Agree to Disagree on LADbible. The interviewer posed the statement, “Captain America has the best suit of any superhero. Three, two, one, go.”

Chris instantly moved his glass to disagree. “I mean come on.. it’s—it’s the suit for him and it works for him but if we’re measuring against all the avengers let be honest, it’s not that best.” He said. “I mean bleep they’re all better than mine—especially Y/N’s suit, that’s.. that’s a personal favourite of mine. And that’s fans, or so I’ve heard. The public know that they like.”

Taika grins as he moves his glass to disagree as well. “Yeah, they’re clearly not the only ones.”

Chris merely looks at him with a bit of an amused smirk, shrugging his shoulders lightly.

Another clip began—Florence Pugh being asked if she had any part tricks, she grinned in reply. “I’ve got a few things up my sleeve—but the most impressive party tricks I’ve seen all come from Y/N.” She laughed her little raspy laugh, clearly eager at the opportunity to speak about you.

“Oh?”

“Uh-huh. The girl has so many talents packed into her body, it’s fucking astonishing honestly.” Florence smirked a bit, amused and playfully flirty. “And also incredibly attractive to see, it did things to me I am not disclosing on TV. But then again, I say that about everything she does. So.”

Instead of clips now, it changed into showing a bunch of the Marvel casts stories on Instagram that they’d posted about you—edited with some funny memes and music.

Sebastian posted a photo of sleeping on his sofa with the writing over it ‘SHES the one who sleeps on my couch, not Anthony. I like it that way’. Scarlett posted a picture of you two together but put heart emojis over her eyes in the picture ‘I love her’ the writing simply said, underneath your smiling face in the photo. Chris Evans posted a photo of you and his dog, Dodger, with the caption ‘my boys got good taste!!’ and some laughing emojis. Zendaya posted a photo of you getting ready in your vanity with the caption ‘this girl doesn’t not need all this she’s always STUNNNIG’. Tessa Thompson posted a candid picture of you with poll—‘should y/n date me?’ and the only two options where ‘aren’t you already together???’ and ‘absolutely’.

Watching the slide show, you laughed yourself silly with a flattered smile on your face—your phone still buzzing with the messages from the group. Best. Video. Ever.

[celestiamour]

logan howlett vs hugh jackman

(photos not mine, from pinterest & twitter)

[saraakpotter]

y\n babysitting Loki and Thor for 4 mins

y\c\n=your character name. your the actress and fans made this. (this is a start for a series and its not always the same story)

y\n was tiered. she just came home from filming y\m\m\n (your marvel movie name) she played y\c\n. she was Loki and Thor s sister and also the goddess of life. she quickly changed to her comfy clothes and opened her phone while eating the food she had cooked before leaving. Tom (Hiddelston) had send her a video ''y\c\n babysitting Thor and Loki for 4 full mins''.

y\n laughed at the title before clicking on the video. the intro came in that included some pictures of marvel movies and the name of the video then it started. the first was for Thor Ragnarok, it was the scene were doctor strange was talking about were Odin was.

"so earth has wizards now?" Thor said

y\n rolled her eyes: "just tell us were our father is!"

then it was time for him to bring back Loki.

strange opened a portal to were Odin was standing and Thor was about to go in "wait!" y\n said before he can go in   "something wrong?" asked Thor

"what do you think?" she turned her look to strange "Loki?"

"oh yes!" he opened a portal in which Loki fell from.

"I HAVE BEEN FALLING, FOR 30 MINS!" Loki shouts angry then pulls out his daggers. he wants to go forward when y\n uses her magic to make the daggers disappear Loki look at her confused."nope! not now." she says before Loki looks at strange with a threatening look.

"ummm.....bye!" strange says before pushing them into the portal.

The next video starts. its for (y\m\m\n:1). y\n remembers Thor s line! it was something humiliating for Loki. exactly then Loki made an innocent look at y\c\n but then she said "no Loki, no you cant stab Thor. again!"

"oh come on! he deserves it!" he says annoyed

"NO!"

he rolls his eyes.

the next videos were also from y\m\m\n. in this scene y\c\n was going to shield to check some files while leaving Thor and Loki alone.

"ok so i will be leaving for 2 hours! in that paper is everything you should not do" you said putting your cote on

"this just says 'no' you sure its correct?" Thor asks confused

"yeah i just wanted to stop you from making any possible mess."

in the next one y\c\n was reading a shield file when Thor and Loki come to her

"y\c\n i was thinking......" Thor starts

"no" she says not looking up

" you did not even listened!" Loki says

"i have seen your planes before, i dont need to hear this one!"

"but...." Thor tries to continue

"no"

"y\c\n....." Loki retries

"NO!"

the next one was also in Ragnarok. it was when Y\C\N and Thor were ,meeting Valkery.

" you know i wanted to be a valkery when i was younger!" Thor starts " but then i got older and found out they were only women s and.....i mean no...not that i have problem with women i love them! sometimes to much i just....."

"Thor.....shut up!" y\c\n says rolling her eyes.

"ok"

the next one was in the first parts of the movie. Thor was yelling at Loki " how could you? i thought you were dead! we mourned for you!" then he turns to y\c\n "can you believe him?"

"yes of course! he never dies!" you rolled your eyes at Thor s confused face

the next one was for 'Loki s1':

"wait so there are other versions of my brothers?" y\c\n asked mobius

"yes there is!" he answered

" oh no.....to of them are bad enough!"

the last  two ones were for for y\m\m\n: 2

in this one Loki hurt himself trying to protect some important object and y\c\n was healing his wounds. when it finished, she looked up and he smiled at her but she slapped him and then hugged him.

the last video was Thor snapping at Loki for something he did and ended lit by looking at y\c\n.

" i agree with Thor, we trusted you! how could you?" she shouted at Loki but before he could answer she turned to Thor and slapped him twice in the face "and....im the only one who can shout or hurt any of you! got it?'' they both nodded confused.

" now we will continue this later. we are in the middle of the road!"

the video ended with a 'thanks for watching'

y\n could not stop laughing and it got worse when she saw Toms text: i still think i didnt deserved the slap.

[celestiallure]

CHRISTMAS CAME EARLY

[makeitmakesomesense]

The Next Copernicus

Scarlett Johansson x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: This is a lovely prompt from a lovely anon. It also uses a prompt from @taylorswiftmicrofic for the 16th of January, which is 'golden'.

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Sometimes Scarlett gave you a look. 

It was a careful kind of look. A cautious smile and a long stare. 

It was gratitude. 

Usually, you’d reach for her hand. You’d give it a small squeeze and let her smile widen with the easy pleasure of being together. 

You didn’t say anything because she didn’t need to be grateful. You had no right to expect a beautiful life to be simple. For one thing, it wouldn’t be half as interesting.

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The introduction to Scarlett’s daughter was always going to be a slow one. You supported it readily. It was easy to tell that they were each other’s world.

When Scarlett talked about her daughter, you could tell you were listening to her biggest fan. It was the kind of endless love that can’t hide itself. A dry comment about her never-ending princess phase, sounded too tender to be sarcasm.

Scarlett asked you about the future after only a few dates. You could tell she was nervous about bringing it up. She told you that she knew it was stupid to be asking. She told you she didn’t really expect any answers. 

You’d been expecting the conversation. With her career, an international co-parenting arrangement and a young daughter. Scarlett was like the sun in a complicated solar system. There was no question of expecting all the sunlight for yourself.

You told her that. In a stumbling explanation that sounded silly to your own ears.

Scarlett’s smile softened. She gave you a careful kind of look.

‘I’m not really the sun.’ She said after a moment. ‘Sometimes none of it is easy. I’m not easy. Sometimes I’m horrible. I’m mean and tired and stressed because everything is going wrong and it feels like my fault.’ 

You remembered the last date you’d had with her. It had been the evening after Scarlett’s daughter had left to stay with her father. Scarlett had barely mentioned that fact in passing when she’d invited you to her house.

Something had felt off from the start. A quiet exhaustion from her that you couldn’t place. Scarlett kept closer to you than usual but you could tell her mind was farther away. She started telling you she was worried about a new project she’d signed up for, and then she trailed off halfway forgetting her train of thought.  

She’d offered to cook on the phone, but when it got late she just shrugged and suggested take out instead. She drank more wine than usual, in that melancholy way that means it’s not about the wine. You could tell she didn’t like her home so empty. When you suggested staying over, she’d looked relieved. 

Scarlett’s life was complicated in ways that you knew you didn’t understand.

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‘I’m not the sun.’ Scarlett repeated carefully, her tired stare willing you to heed the warning.

‘Okay.’ You’d shrugged, with a smile full of playful disagreement. You reached out casually until your hand brushed her arm.

You pretended to hiss out as you yanked your hand back. You pretended to cradle it to your chest.

‘Wow you’re like a million degrees.’ You muttered. You glanced back up to Scarlett and her smile full of exasperated fondness. 

You pretended to squint, shading your eyes. ‘Sorry, you’re just so blindingly bright.’

Scarlett smacked your arm playfully and then she kissed you with an urgency that told you everything she didn’t say.

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You first met Scarlett’s daughter through a series of carefully constructed casual meetings. You came to hang out with her and Scarlett for a few hours one Saturday. You’d arrived more prepared than you’d ever been for a job interview.

Your Disney Princess knowledge was immediately to the test and you rattled off information confidently about Elsa and Anna and the overall state of Arendelle. 

After you made a comment about something being ‘so Olaf’, Scarlett turned to you with an exaggerated look of surprise.

‘I studied.’ You whispered with a wink as you grabbed her empty coffee mug and left to go refill it. Scarlett’s lips pressed together as she tried not to give you her widest smile. 

You smirked knowingly as you left.

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It took six months to get to an easy rhythm. 

The first time it happened, Scarlett called you with barely hidden delight in her voice. She told you that her daughter had asked if you were free that Saturday. And if you’d ever been to see the ducks at the local park.

The stamp of approval from Scarlett’s daughter was slow to achieve and then unwaveringly absolute. She held your hand for an hour, pointing out the best parts of a park that was very ordinary. She explained which ducks were nicer than the others.

That night, after her daughter had gone to bed, Scarlett stood with you in the kitchen. You were going to leave any minute but the triumph of the day had kept you a little longer. A glass of white wine in one hand. Scarlett undid her hairstyle, letting the loose hair frame her face. Her eyes glittered when she looked at you. Unthinkingly perfect. 

Scarlett moved closer to you, she let her head rest on your shoulder. You swayed together to imaginary music. You kissed her hair and let the golden waves fill your mind. She was daylight in the morning, even at night. 

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Going public was a phrase that you started to hear more and more. You must have missed the first time Scarlett had tentatively dropped it into a conversation. You’d clearly missed a few more cues. 

That’s what you learned when Scarlett returned to the bedroom to wake you up, still in her gym clothes from an early morning workout.

There was something confrontational about her stance at the end of the bed. The sharpness in the way she busied herself, changing into her clothes for the rest of the day.

‘You practically live here already.’ She told you in a slightly tense tone. 

‘I do.’ You agreed unsurely, trying not to look as sleepy as you felt. 

‘I know it’s horrible when a relationship goes public.’ Scarlett continued with a brittle kind of force. ‘No-one knows that better than me. It’s always horrible. It’s never easy. Last time -.’ She hesitated as she caught herself falling into a story about her ex. 

‘He hated it.’ You surmised carefully, offering her a cautious smile. 

‘Yes.’ Scarlett’s gaze turned worried now. She threw her t-shirt into the laundry basket. She paused for a moment, pretending to look out at the view of the backyard. After a moment, she asked quietly.

‘So, what about you? Would you hate it too?’

‘Being with you?’ You teased, leaning forward to touch her bare back reassuringly. You felt her relax at your touch. ‘Being with you anywhere, any time, any place. That’s the dream.’ 

Scarlett pressed her back against you and you heard her sigh. She reached for your hand and gave it a wordless squeeze. 

You yawned suddenly, your body reluctantly accepting that you were definitely awake. 

‘I don’t know how you can sleep so long.’ Scarlett teased suddenly as she turned and reached around your body for a fresh t-shirt. 

You rolled your eyes and pretended to look outraged. ‘Hey! Do you know how hard it is to try and fall asleep next to the sun?’

You felt the playful whip of the t-shirt against your shoulder and the stupid smile spreading across your face. 

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Nothing was going to plan. 

The live Frozen show was everything Scarlett’s daughter had dreamed about. 

The traffic meant you were probably going to miss the first ten minutes. 

You were all officially blaming the traffic and not Scarlett’s urgent work call that had delayed leaving in the first place.

You sat in the back of the taxi, talking to her daughter and pretending Scarlett didn’t look stressed out of her mind. You watched her in the corner of your eye, refreshing her email impatiently for whatever they’d promised to send on the call. 

You were engaged in a lengthy discussion of ranking all the best Disney princesses. You were asking every follow up question you could think of, just to make the conversation stretch out. 

Scarlett shot you a look of quiet stress and you tried to give her a small smile. Her expression shifted into one of disappointment. At herself, at her unrelenting work life. The complicated balance you would never understand. 

‘Which princess is your Mom?’ You asked loudly, giving Scarlett a pointed grin as you sat back and let her daughter present one of her favourite discussion topics. 

When the taxi finally pulled up outside the theatre, there was a brief moment when everything felt lighter than air. Your arm was around Scarlett’s waist, her hand was on her daughter’s shoulder.

As you left the taxi, you realised you were just down the street, as close as the taxi could get to the front of the theater. 

You heard the first click and felt Scarlett tense instantly beside you.

It was something like facing a swarm of animals. 

You met an onslaught of paparazzi like you had never experienced before. You moved forward instinctively, leaving Scarlett’s daughter sandwiched safely in the space between yourself and her mother. You pushed forward, trying to clear a path through the sea of shouting people. 

Despite the bedlam, you heard one of the worst noises you’d ever heard. 

Scarlett’s daughter let out a quiet, worried cry. You felt yourself react before your mind had engaged. 

You spun around, lifting her up easily. You didn’t have time to understand what had scared her.

‘Hey. Watch it.’ You snapped at the crowd. ‘You could hurt my kid.’

You felt the burrowing of a small face against your neck and knew your only option was to get to the theater as fast as possible. 

You didn’t pause until you were inside the silent theater lobby. A member of staff gave you a wide eyed look. 

Scarlett came in behind you a moment later. 

‘Sorry.’ You murmured, as you walked over to give her a careful hug. ‘I thought hurrying was our best option.’ You gave a meaningful glance at her daughter. 

Scarlett wrapped her arms around the pair of you. She kissed her daughter’s head. She gave you a look full of warmth. It told you everything you needed to know. You smiled back and reached down to let her daughter stand back on the ground. 

You took one of her daughter’s hands and Scarlett took the other.

‘Please can we hurry up.’ You pretended to whine suddenly. ‘I really don’t want to miss my favourite songs.’

Scarlett gave you your favourite fond smile as you all walked together to join the audience. 

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In the brief respite between two songs enthusiastically chanted by the very loud audience, you leaned over to Scarlett.

‘Two suns.’ You told her with a smile. Scarlett’s head tilted in confusion as she leaned closer. 

‘I’m the next Copernicus.’ You told her stupidly. ‘I’m the first person to realise.’ 

Scarlett looked at her daughter, standing out of her seat and ready to sing loudly again. 

‘Two suns.’ She murmured. 

You nodded with fake solemnity. 

‘No wonder we always need the air conditioning on.’

Scarlett gave you a look. It was a careful kind of look. A cautious smile and a long stare. 

You reached for her hand and gave it a small squeeze. You let her smile widen with the easy pleasure of being together. 

You couldn’t ask for anything else.

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