#marvel actor fanfiction

[buckyalpine]

Actor Bucky x civilian reader 

I’m feeling angsty. Fluffy. Just a thought. But like a long thought. 

-

You should have known this would happen eventually. 

You knew you should have put your phone down and gone to sleep hours ago. Scrolling through social media did nothing to ease you mind as you stared at the 100′s of posts that showed Bucky whispering in her ear with a boyish smile. A sickly feeling spread from your chest, up your neck and to your cheeks, the type of heat that made your throat constrict and your eyes burn. The lump in your throat was painful to swallow, blinking back tears when you clicked on a video that had been shot by the paparazzi and leaked to the press, all the news outlets having a field day with brand new pics of a budding Hollywood romance. 

“Well, there you have it folks! Looks like Winter is warming up over here, stay tuned for more updates” 

“Single no more? Things steam up on the set of The Winter Soldier” 

“Swipe to get a sneak peak on the hottest new romance everyone’s excited about”

You wanted to throw your phone across the room, instead keeping your eyes locked on the way your boyfriend was cozied up with his co-star, the two of them seemingly giggling over an inside joke while taking a break between shoots. Her face was practically tucked into his neck while he laughed, both of them apparently blissfully unaware someone was watching. 

The image turned blurry from unshed tears, squeezing your eyes shut, turning your phone off all together. Your deepest insecurities reared their ugly head, thinking about Bucky’s effortlessly gorgeous co-star with her tall and slim build with curves in the right places. They looked like a dream couple; both attractive with obvious chemistry on screen and based on the “leaked photos”, in real life as well. Every single fear you had over the last few weeks were proved to be true with a few viral pictures. 

- 

Bucky groaned, silencing his phone after getting yet another unknown caller asking him if he’d care to comment on the latest headline about him and the lead actress in his upcoming movie. He ran his hand over his face seeing the way social media blown up overnight after someone had taken pictures taken out of context making it look like he was smitten and in love. His PR team insisted that a few candid shots would be good for promoting the movie and great for his image; when he agreed to having hired paparazzi's take a few “spontaneous” pictures, he thought it would be pictures with the whole cast; not just suggestive close up shots with his co-star that appeared intimate. 

Great.

He’d tried to call you repeatedly, every single one going straight to voicemail and all his texts unanswered. It had been a days since the new broke out and nothing had died down. Bucky hated that he was miles away from you, unable to even send anyone to check on you after you both agreed to keep the relationship a secret. The only person in his life who knew was his best friend, Steve, who was also on set. You’d been so understanding of his career, you hadn’t told a soul to make sure nothing ever leaked. Bucky knew you were used to a few rumors popping up every now and then about him and a potential new girlfriend but this was the first time there was photo evidence. 

New stories popped up like weeds. 

The last straw for him was when he spotted a magazine cover talking about his upcoming wedding and speculation over if there was a secret child on the way.

He couldn’t care less about PR or the movie anymore. A text to the director later, he was in his car driving off straight to you, carefully weaving through traffic while making a pitstop with his best disguise of a hat and sunglasses before speeding off once more. 

-

You sighed at the new stories that were still being posted on your social media feed, locking your phone once more to go back to the book you were reading. You’d ignored all of Bucky's attempts to reach out, choosing to spend less time on your phone, already drowning in insecurities and doubt. You took out a bunch of books from the library and spent more time the kitchen hoping anything would help take your mind off of the love of your life having an affair with another woman. 

The sound of the doorbell pulled you away from your book; you weren’t expecting anyone and it wasn’t usual for any of your friends to stop by in the middle of the afternoon. You were going to ignore it, thinking it was probably someone attempting to sell you something but-

“Y/n, doll I know you’re home, it’s me baby” 

Oh.

Your felt your stomach drop. Heart beating so fast, you could feel your veins tremble in your finger tips. He rang the bell again in hopes that you’d even hit him, smack him, happy to take it, anything to at least see you again. Your emotions swarmed all over the place, anxiety, anger, love, all of it fighting for dominance while you stayed glued to your spot on the couch. 

Asshole.

But that was your Jamie.

Dick.

But you loved him with your whole heart. 

“Babygirl” Bucky pleaded outside of your door, realizing the giant teddy that was 4 times his size and flower bouquet of 100 red roses did nothing to keep him discreet. “Sweetheart, please let me explain” 

You reluctantly opened the door, more worried that if someone saw Bucky at your door, a crowd of fans would end up swarming the area. If not for all the other emotions you were feeling, you almost giggled at the sight of a very wide, puppy eyed Bucky holding a stuffy that was larger than him and a bouquet of flowers that nearly covered his face. You wordlessly stepped out of the way while he dragged the comically large bear into the living room, placing the roses in its caramel fuzzy paws before turning to you.

You.

His pretty doll.

He could see your eyes were still puffy from nights of crying. Your lips were glossy from the balm you used when they were chapped after you’d nervously chew on them. Your poor little nose he loved to boop and kiss so much looked dry from how much you sniffled. Those gorgeous eyes he loved to stare into refused to even look at him, looking at your fluffy sock clad feet instead. You were still wearing a large hoodie of his but you probably hadn’t noticed when you slipped it on. 

Bucky hated it. 

His poor precious doll was so hurt all because of a stupid PR stunt. 

“Baby” You stood rigid as Bucky stepped towards you, his hand coming to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin, “Those pictures, they were taken out of context darling, they weren’t meant to come out like that-

“Then how were they meant to come out” You frowned, moving away till Bucky’s hand dropped, a sad sigh leaving his lips. 

“The team-they thought a few random, candid pictures would garner some publicity to get people talking. I thought they’d post pictures of everyone together, not just me and her”

“That doesn’t explain why you were so close to her” You fidgeted with the long sleeve of the hoodie, this time letting Bucky reach out to hold your hands though you left them limp while he gently squeezed them. “So that was all you then? That’s even worse Bucky” 

“No baby, no” Bucky frantically shook his head, pulling you closer with his hands now on your waist, “I pushed her away the second she got too close but apparently finding your co-star insufferable isn’t good PR. I looked irritated in all the other pictured so they didn’t use them. I promise baby, I’d never do anything to hurt you. I know I did and I’m so sorry, doll” 

While a part of you believed him, the other part of you couldn’t digest the fact that the rest of the world still thought they were a dream couple. It shouldn’t have mattered. But it did. You didn’t even want to begin to imagine the headlines that would pop up if the public saw you with Bucky. You couldn’t scrub the image away of how perfect they looked together, feeling frumpy and awkward in comparison.

“I can’t be like her Bucky” You struggled to keep your voice steady, not willing to cry in front of someone who clearly could do better even if he looked like he was ready to fall on his knees for you.

And then he did. 

“Y/n, I don’t want you to be her. Or anyone else, I want you” Bucky looked at you with pleading eyes, taking your hands in his and kneeling, pressing his lips to your knuckles. 

“But no one else thinks I deserve you. I thought I’d be okay with you maintaining a single image, I know it’s important for your career but I-I can’t watch interviews with people talking about how perfect you look with someone else, how you both look so in love-

“I’m done”

“What?” Your heart stopped, your hands shaking wondering if done meant he was done dealing with your worries, your insecurities, done with you-

“You’re the one I want. Not anyone else. I couldn’t care less about what others think baby, not when it’s hurting you so much. I want people to know who I’m in love with”

“But-

“If you’re not comfortable with it, I understand. But I don’t want to hide you anymore angel. Never again” 

Movie Premier 

You swallowed thickly, your heart beating out of your chest, fidgeting with the gown you had been dressed in, nervously twirling the ring on your finger. The limo came to a halt, the driver opening the door to a sea of screaming and cheers, a plush red carpet ready for you to step onto. 

“Ready, princess?” Bucky grinned, stepping out of the limo and reaching his hand out for you to take, helping you step out of the car. You gasped at the flashes of cameras and shrieks of fans coming from all sides, everyone trying to get Bucky’s and your attention. 

“James! Over here! Who is your date for the night?” 

“Miss! Miss!” 

“Over there, darling”, Bucky whispered in your ear while you smiled at a different set of photographers, each of them clambering over another to get the best picture of you both. 

“Could you step over here please, great, now one with the young lady, beautiful, James, one more!” 

Bucky simply smiled and nodded, keeping his hand around your waist, guiding you down the red carpet and stopping for more pictures along the way. He skillfully avoided the reporters who called for him, keeping a protective grip around you as you both entered the hall to get seated. Hardly moments later, headlines had already started spreading everywhere, your phone blowing up with messages from friends and family wondering if they were seeing the news articles correctly: 

James Barnes steps out with Mystery woman

Secret lover? James Barnes shocks fans with his premier date

10 things we know about James’s girlfriend

You giggled at the numerous posts that started to pop up on social media, your heart fluttering at the beautiful pictures of Bucky looking at you with heart eyes in every single one. There wasn’t one where he was looking anywhere else, focused on you the entire time and clearly people had noticed. You couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy at the comments people left, silencing all the doubts you had in your mind.

Get you a man that looks at you the way he looks at her

No wonder he was hiding her, shes gorgeous

I love him but like can someone tell me who SHE is?!

Look at him, he looks like an absolute puppy around her

She’s perfect for him, they’re babies are gonna be BEAUTIFUL 

There goes my chance. I can’t even be mad cause he looks so happy and they look so cute

“What you reading there, baby” Bucky kissed your shoulder, peering over to see what you were looking at on your phone before slipping it away into your clutch. He smirked, sneakily nipping your ear lobe making you gasp before continuing to whisper in your ear. “They’re right you know. You look so beautiful baby, gonna rip this dress off as soon as we get to the hotel room”

“You can’t rip it Bucky, I have to give it back-” You hissed but he wasn’t having any of it, his hand moving to squeeze your thing, grazing your skin from the slit on the dress. 

“I’ll pay for it. But you’re right, I won’t rip it. We’re keeping it, I wanna fuck you all type of ways in that-

“Oh my god” You hushed him with a peck to his devilish lips, your face hot while he gave you a smug smile. He couldn’t wait for the news that would go wild in the next few months.

James Barnes proposes to long time girlfriend, y/n y/l/n

Ready to tie the knot? James and fiancée spotted at wedding venue 

Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Barnes!

James and y/n fly to the Amalfi coast for Honeymoon 

Happy Anniversary to Hollywood's favorite couple

Baby bump or food baby? Y/n Barnes steps out in oversized hoodie for a late night food run

Baby Barnes on the way? 

Double trouble? James reveal’s he and his wife are expecting twins 

y/n Barnes posts first pictures of babies and they couldn’t be cuter 

Bucky couldn’t wait. 

[blackynsupremacy]

idgaf about what’s canon, if you want to romantically write them to be with a black girl, do it!

[briseroyawritingsblog]

i’m unwell 😭🥵

[chaoticallyfluffy]

Ok consider:

A new hero emerges and the Justice League watches him for a while who make sure he’s not a threat. They see this giant clumsy man who moves like he’s not used to his body, smiles goofily every time he saves someone, and is clearly inexperienced with his powers and they’re all just like. Ah. This is a child.

Except they don’t think he’s a ten year old or however old Billy is at the time, no no. Clearly this hero came into existence shortly before his first appearance, just a few months ago. They don’t know how or why but It’s not the weirdest thing they’ve seen so it’s pretty easy to believe.

But they can’t just leave this toddler with the powers of a god to stumble around and potentially hurt someone by accident, nor go down the wrong path and become a villain. So of course they decide to ‘subtly’ guide him without alerting him to the fact they’re onto him.

They introduce themselves but instead of inviting him to the league they pop by every once in a while to ‘subtly’ teach him about responsibility and power, but also about love and humanity. They try to teach him to enjoy life and that he doesn’t have to act like an adult around them, instead encouraging him to enjoy his childhood even if it’s not an ordinary one.

(Too bad the Justice League suck at subtlety.)

Billy is certain they somehow found out he’s a kid before they even met him, probably because of Batman’s freaky know-it-all powers, but he isn’t very worried as they seem nice and don’t treat him like he’s dumb or fragile. They respect him as a hero despite his age so he lets himself act like a kid around them after a while.

When he gets comfortable enough to detransform Billy thinks that’s his identity reveal. The league thinks that he magicked himself a body that’s more of a representation of his true self and fits his developmental age better, possibly as a way to blend in with humans and experience what it’s like to be a normal child. Good for him!

Basically Billy gets a bunch of super powered parents and the Justice League get a newborn man that they think they’re raising from scratch lol

[squadmuse]

Fanfiction writing can be depressing, usually due to one or two reasons:

1. Why can’t this be canon?

2. Why can’t this be me?

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Tease me

A/N: Here we are. First entry of the Fandom free bingo! @fandom-free-bingo I mean, I said no more actor AU but look at me now! Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story.

Pairing: Actor! Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, fluff.

Word count: 1k

Square filled: “Did I do that? I’m so sorry…” & Orgasm denial

Fandom Free Bingo Masterlist

.

“We’re ready for your next change, Mr. Stark.” the assistant to the designer nodded towards the changing rooms, pulling Tony’s attention away from the monitor that displayed his last shot while the photographer laughing heartily at his quips.

You were sitting in a corner on a plush lounge chair, sipping coffee and watching the photoshoot that your boyfriend was absolutely nailing. You found it endearing how after every shot he’d run to the monitor and then glance back at you for approval, not that he needed it, the man slayed in every look that the designer had envisioned for the day.

Throwing you a wink over his shoulder, Tony trotted back into the changing rooms, leaving you to stare at his glorious butt that looked extra cute in those pants he was wearing. You had an idea pop in your mind in the morning, a naughty one that suggested you could have your sweet revenge over last night’s activities.

“You’re close, aren’t you hon?”

Tony’s honey-dripping whisper brought you back from the edge you were almost tipping on, his fingers still curled inside your throbbing heat. A whine left your lips, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes at this point. He had been edging you for what felt like hours, pushing you back to square one as you got to the brink of your orgasm. All for a silly bet, which at this point you were regretting agreeing to.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart.”

“Yes! I am close, I am so fucking close, Tony! Please!” you didn’t care how desperate you sounded, you needed your release, it was driving you crazy having your entire body light up with desire and carnal passion only to have it snatched away.

Clicking his tongue, Tony’s smile was evident as he kissed your neck, clearly reveling in your defeat. If only your hands weren’t tied, you thought. Removing his fingers from your slick heat, he licked them clean before untying the knot that held your hands above your head, caressing your wrists gently.

“I thought I’d have some competition, didn’t think you’d give up so soon.” he hummed, covering you with the sheets before kissing your forehead softly, adding to your frustration.

“Got an early day tomorrow, honey. You know that photoshoot? I should get my beauty sleep.”

Tony pulled you against his chest with a self-satisfying grin, wedging a leg between yours as you tried to get some friction against your pulsing clit.

“You know the rules, Y/N. If you touch yourself, I’ll know.”

“I hate you, Stark.” you grumbled, kicking his feet with yours as he wiggled his toes against your skin.

“We’ll see about that.”

The door to the changing room was shut as you approached it, knocking on it lightly, you mimicked the voice of one of the assistants stating he’d forgotten some accessory. Smirking when his head popped through, you sneaked inside the tiny room and clicked it shut.

“Can I help you with something?”

Tony raised an eyebrow up at you, gauging your intentions as your eyes roamed down his semi-naked form. This man really was every bit gorgeous as he looked in all the pictures, the fact that he knew it only added to the sex appeal. His toned chest, taut muscles and happy trail was on display and you did nothing to stop your gaze from slipping southward.

You were on a mission, afterall. It was payback time.

Placing your hands on his torso, you gave him a push until his back was against a wall, that look of surprise turning darker when he realized your intentions. Palming his clothed, soft cock, you earned a soft grunt from the man before you silenced any upcoming protests by kissing him.

“Okay, but you gotta make it quick. There’s quite a few people waiting for me outside.” Tony mumbled against your lips.

“Let them wait, I don’t care.”

“Oh? Someone’s being a brat today. Are you riled up from last night, honey?” he smirked as his cock twitched under your hand.

The audacity.

Giving him one last look, you sunk to your knees and peeled his underwear down, his half mast length staring back at you. He let out another breath he was holding as you wrapped your fingers around him, giving him a few lazy strokes before your mouth replaced it. His veiny length twitched inside your velvety mouth, standing erect as you went along with your ministrations. The salty precum made its presence known at the back of your tongue while you fondled his balls, knowing it drove him nuts every time.

It always gave you a sense of power when you had this man at your mercy. Tony was the perfect switch in bed, there were times when he had you under him, obeying his every command and getting rewarded for it and then there times when he was a complete sub, eager almost desperate for your touch.

You felt him thrust into your mouth, his hand gripping your hair firmly as his thigh muscles tensed, indicating he was getting close. That was the point you let him go, his saliva coated cock left abandoned as you stood up.

“Hey!”

You pulled his boxers back up, buttoning his pants that were tailored to perfection for his next look, smirking at the obvious tent it formed.

“Did I do that? I’m so sorry…”

Your face hadn’t the faintest trace of remorse, he knew that, it was retribution for his actions. Helping him get dressed, you stifled a giggle as you pretended to fix his hair while Tony glared at you.

“You’re not sorry, you’re just–”

“Just what? Did you just meet your match, Anthony Stark?” you laughed as he shook his head, putting on some of the accessories laid out on the table.

That he had, he knew that. There was nobody like you, you were perfect in his eyes.

Cracking the door back open, he called for his assistant, you had to crane your neck to listen to what he was saying.

“I think it would be better if we had one of the chair shots set up now? Make it happen.”

He threw you the finger behind his back while you giggled some more.

[attoye]

Happy anniversary to this gorgeous pair, and to Black Panther 2: Wakanda Forever!

Mother Danai 💜 x Father Alejandro 🖤

[celebswearingghost]

Andrew Garfield

[daisybell17]

Protecting You — Loki

Warnings: abusive & manipulative relationship, toxic relationship, abuse, physical violence, mentions of drinking, swearing, mentions of death, this fic mentions abuse in relationships so read with caution, and of course do NOT read if topics such as these make you uncomfortable or offended

WK: 4070 - Long fic ahead!

——————————————————————————

Asgard is known to hold some of the greatest theatre plays in all the nine realms, Midgard being their current competitor in the industry. Nonetheless, you never stopped your passion to be an actor. So when your agent contacted you about a role in an Asgardian performance, you couldn’t pass this opportunity.

Loki, Prince of Asgard, too shared this passion in the art of acting and theatre. Performing since he was just a child, his talented ability to capture audiences and his co-stars never failed, making him a world or shall I say, realm class celebrity.

Thus on the first Monday of rehearsals, you had met not only your idol but your partner in the lead role.

“H-Hi! My name is Y/N…I’m from M-Midgard and h-honestly, all this still s-seems unreal to me…b-ut! It’s an honour to meet you Mr. Laufeyson!” For as awkward as the first meeting was, Loki chuckled at your response and shook your hand.

“Well it is lovely to meet you Y/N, and please, please! Call me Loki” His eyes seemingly piercing your own. God he knew you were gorgeous on the stage, but seeing you in person and this up close? you were the most incredible being he’s ever met

Your mind was running laps as you shook his hand. Loki Laufeyson was your co-star. You were performing on Asgard. This is a dream come true!

“Ok then! Loki…I look forward to these next couple months working alongside you. I’ve heard nothing but amazing things about the Prince of Asgard and the talent he brings to the stage…And I might be coming off too strong here but I am a bit of a fangirl myself when it comes to your work”

“Really now?! Well I could only thank you for watching my work, I truly love all this and just hope to bring my best foot onstage” Loki was grinning like an idiot, keeping his composure as you two conversed

“And you hit the spot every time! Your take on some Midgardian performances left me speechless! The Asgaridan version of Hamilton was one I didn’t expect much from and yet it delivered perfectly!” Loki couldn’t hold back his laughter and smiles as you praised his work. He found himself blushing a little at your words, dazzled by the praise you were feeding him.

“You are truly too kind darling, I’m just glad to bring some of Midgaridan works here to Asgard, the theatre Midgard has is more my style as compared to what majority of Asgardians like…gods this is why this play is a big leap for us, but I have seen your works in the romance side and I am certain we can execute this perfectly”

Your eyes lit up as he said this…Loki has seen your work?! More specifically your romantic trope stories?! You were speechless

“You have?! Wow! I am…You have no idea how much that means to me! I have to admit that this sounds like an ego boost but I do consider them my best performances”

“Nothing wrong about being proud of your best works and darling you put on quite a show! Most shows here on Asgard are focused around war, politics, kingdoms and royalty so a little romance here and there surely brings out the humanity in me”

You had smiled as his response, and you two continued on with your conversation, getting to know one another and the passion you shared for theatre. As the day went on, you both went over your lines, practicing the timing, the emotion, delivery and much more. It was obvious to you both that It’s as if these roles were made for you both. A forbidden love story between god and woman, both finding their own ways in this world together, all the while they were ridiculed by the universe. You loved your role, you loved your co-stars, you loved sharing the stage alongside the talented man himself Loki Laufeyson. Life on the stage is one you wouldn’t trade for anything…

Although…while you shined on the stage, it would be idiotic to not admit that the magic you felt onstage did not translate to your real life.

“That’s a wrap for today! I will see you all on Wednesday!” Just like that the day was over and you had to part ways with everyone.

Packing up your belongings, you could hear footsteps approaching and upon turning your back you were met with Loki

“Hey Y/N! It was great working with you today and I must admit you truly have talent like no other”

You blushed at his comment and shot him a quick “Thanks” and “You too”

“You going straight home?”

“Uhm Yea? I have to get dinner started and all” You replied, packing the last of your stuff up.

“Oh…I see I see…Well I was actually wond-”

“Y/N Are you still fucking in there?!” A voice boomed through the room

Your eyes went wide and you quickly swung your bag behind your back “I-Im sorry Loki but I really have to go…”

“I-Uhm yea okay…I just really wanted to ask if-”

Suddenly you saw your boyfriend walk in, clearly angry at something. Loki’s eyes immediately shot at his direction as he watched this angry and slightly intoxicated man burst inside and you running to him an small panic

“Honey! James, I told you that I was working late today! Why are you even here?!”

“Honey? James?” Loki felt both confused and sad.

“No?! You said you’d be done by 4! That’s why i’m here…what? My girlfriend doesn’t come home to the time she said she was and you expect me to not be pissed?!”

“Honey what are you even talking about?! I never said I was off at 4! I even texted you I’d be home by 7!”

“You’re a liar!” James shouted and you quickly shushed him as to not attract any attention

Loki stared at you two. First he felt sad and quite disappointed to find out you had a boyfriend…he’s never fallen for anyone this quickly but something about sharing the stage with him and the passion you both shared brought out this lovey dovey feeling he had deep down inside. And with this being the first of many meetings, he knew he was bound to fall for you further. Second he felt rage towards your pathetic boyfriend, the cursing?! the shouting?! his intoxicated rage towards you?! and the attempt at manipulation was just below pathetic. Loki despises assholes like him, but of course he couldn’t do much about it.

“You’re calling me the liar?! Check your phone! I texted you!” You whispered shouted as you smelled the alcohol reeking from him

“God James are you seriously drunk as well?! You’ve been drinking too much lately”

He scrambled for his phone and saw the text you sent, grumbling to himself, he hissed an looked at you “Whatever I didn’t read it so its still on you! And i’m sorry? Does my drinking pose a problem with you? You’re barley home anyways, out here performing and shit. God I thought this was just some hobby or some shit”

“James?! Are you serious right now?! For the hundredth time…this is my life! my passion! Don’t you dare try to say its just some hobby!”

“Seriously Y/N?! It is! I mean look at this! Its a fake production of a fake story with real people just projecting a fantasy! its pure bullshit!”

You grumbled in frustration “You know what if you seriously have a problem with it why are you even here with me? Why did you come to Asgard huh?! Why!”

Loki knew he wasn’t supposed to be listening, but he couldn’t help himself as you were both arguing quite loudly. He wanted to destroy that pathetic man

“To protect you of course! And…ugh are you really going to make me say it?

“What?!”

“Ok i know its all bullshit but your work is the exception because its you! and UGH yes its bullshit but you blow my mind away sometimes…and you NEED me to protect you…I dont know who might steal your heart here on Asgard?”

“…mhm mhm…Ok can we just go home please?” You asked feeling both hurt but ok at best

“Yes we can go” James said and grabbed you harshly to the exit

You turned at Loki and waved a quick goodbye and mouthed “Im sorry” and walked away…Loki was beyond furious that poor excuse of a man could treat you that way. Calling theatre and acting bullshit?! Bringing your passions down?! Grabbing you in that manner? God it revolted him. You deserved better…so much better, but alas it wasn’t any of Loki’s business nor could he do anything much about it.

Loki never questioned you about that day, seeing as it was something quite personal to share, but he did ask you if you had a boyfriend and how long you two were together. He wasn’t quite happy to hear you’ve had to deal with this man for 2 years now. James would show up to pick you up after every session, either drunk, pissed, in no mood at all, or just being annoyed but he sweet talked his way to make you go home with him each time…even though, deep down inside it was like you were drowning, there were parts of you that were screaming to leave him but you just couldn’t, he was all you had. The most you could do is fantasies and take the small wins, even though you craved more, even though your soul craved better…Oh the guilt you felt when you saw Loki interacting with another co-start…you wished it was you…but- wait, why the hell am i even thinking that?! I have a boyfriend for god sakes! and Loki is just my co-star! Stop it Y/N.

The weeks went on and you and Loki continued to work together onstage. Offstage the both of you got to know one another better and because of this the more he fell for you, for someone he couldn’t be with. He was amazed by you. By your passion, your personality, your kindness…everything…and he knows better than to fall for his co-star but you were the breaker to his rule.

He couldn’t put into words just how amazing you are. Like a blast of energy that you couldn’t contain, just filled with so much drive, passion and life and he hated to admit that this became a small factor to motivate him everyday. To see you, to talk to you, gosh it was like he was a teenager again, eager to see his crush at school, but this was much different.

Although this one week, when you came in for the day, Loki had greeted you as usual, asking how things were or how you were liking Asgard and you gave a half-hearted reply, brushing him off almost entirely and you sat in the corner of the room, going over your lines on your own. Odd behaviour that Loki wasn’t used to and he was split between asking if you were ok or to leave it as is. This didn’t affect your performance onstage but it affected Loki. He didn’t like seeing you this way, and when James came in to pick you up that day, he made sure to stick with you as you both waited. That same week you came in looking worse and Loki decided to finally ask what was wrong, but you shot him down, not really wanting to talk about the horrible comments James had thrown at you last night about you, your career, your cooking or the fact he even threw the glass vase at your wall, sending glass flying and cutting your arm, though that was a scar you could hide. Loki didn’t push you on it anymore but he did request if they could finish earlier today.

“I think we should end a little early today seeing as you all have been working hard these past couple weeks. See you all on Friday!”

You were surprised to finish early today, but I guess it meant you had more time working on dinner. So you packed up and got ready to leave when Loki stopped you

“Y/N…I was wondering if maybe you’d like a cup of coffee before you go home for the day seeing as we finished earlier than usual”

“I uh..hmm” You thought about it, go home to James and cook earlier…or go with coffee with Loki…After last night you needed a break

“Ah why the hell not…coffee and….macaroons?” You asked in hopes to try of Asgardian pastries

“Coffee and macaroons it is! I know a great place near here, ran by a good family friend of mine, im sure you’ll like it”

“Can’t wait to try it” You smiled and let Loki lead the way to this mystery cafe.

Upon reaching the place, you were greeted to a busy yet lively scene. Calling this place beautiful would be underselling it.

“I’ll order us both a latte and grab one macaroon of each flavour, how’s that sound?”

“That sounds great” You smiled and reached for your wallet. “I’ll cover half, how much do I owe you?”

Loki’s faced contorted in confusion “W-What? Y/N!” He chuckled “It’s ok I got it! Treat is on me” He smiled

“What?! No no please! I can’t let you pay for all that! Please let me pay half”

“Nonsense this is on me, that’s final” Loki smiled “Its okay I promise, you deserve a treat, well I guess we do after the work these past weeks”

You sigh and accept his offer “Ok well…Thank you, you are too kind Loki…But next time we get a treat it’ll be on me ok?”

Next time. Ah so there would be a next time. Loki grinned at the thought…although reality snapped him back when he remembered your boyfriend “Hmmm, I would still treat you next time…but if you insist, next time you’ll treat us”

You nodded and Loki went and got the coffee and macaroons.

He came back with your treats and…they were the best damn macaroons you’ve had in your life

“Holy shit these are delicious! There has to be actual magic in these…amazing! amazing!”

Loki watched as you ate the sweet treats “Told you I knew a place and if you must know, they don’t have magic, just made with love”

You laughed “Ah yes…Love! Ok but seriously I need to bring a tray of these when I go back to Midgard, just one big tray of em all for me”

“You know I could do that for you? Perhaps we can share…if you are willing”

“Share?! Never! the imaginary tray of macaroons is mine only hehe” You smiled “okay maybe you can have one”

“Just one?!” Loki said in a dramatic tone “So you get a whole tray and I get one?!”

“Yes! One!” You laughed “I’’m so kind I know”

“Sure…sooooo kind! Y/N gives Loki ONE macaroon!” He teased…He wished you could both stay like this forever

As you were both enjoying each other company and the nature around you, James had spotted you as he was too on a coffee run and approached you both

“Y/N?! The hell you doing here?! I thought you were at work?!”

“Oh! H-Honey we just finished early today and L-Loki here invited me for some coffee and macaroons…I hope that’s alright by you”

“You should have told me first…or why didn’t you go home and start with dinner?”

“I uh…i’m sorry it slipped my mind and I was t-thinking…we could just…take out some dinner?”

“Y/N you’re better than this! I need to know where you are…and yea whatever we can get dinner out”

Loki sat there feeling awkward and so quickly cut the silence by introducing himself “Hi I am uh Loki…co-stars with Y/N…she’s told me about you James…uh nice to meet you”

Confused by this, James hesitantly shook his hand “Uh nice to meet you Loki…i guess…So what has Y/N said about me?”

“Uh…you both have been dating 2 years…and..yea..” Loki replied awkwardly

You watched James expression and you knew having these two meet was a horrible idea…but not much you can do now.

The two continued their VERY awkward conversation and soon James pulled you up and demanded you both went home

“Uhm…See you on Friday Loki” You say as James dragged you off

“Uh See you…” Loki was fuming…

Friday came around and one again your demeanour had shifted. You were shut off, closed, awkward and of course Loki noticed this. This wasn’t the real you, the you he had coffee and macaroons with…he was worried…he knew you deserved better, he knew he could treat you 100 times better. God he wished he could be yours…he would love you so much more than any other being. The day went so-so and Loki had waved you goodbye…all he looked forward to was the next week in which he could see you again…

So when you unexpectedly did not turn up the following week for practice, he was sad, but from his sadness quickly grew concern after seeing the nature of your boyfriend and how he treated you. He couldn’t focus the entire day, worried about what happened to you or if you were ok. Once the day was over, he quickly rushed to the nearest restaurant and bought some takeout for you to have, in case you had just come down with some sort of flu.

Approaching your temporary living space he immediately heard screaming from none other than James. Loki dropped the food at the doorstep and peaked through the window. He could only see James’s face as your back was facing the window. Loki couldn’t grasp the focus of the argument as James was mainly throwing horrible insults at you

“You bitch are you serious?! Why do you alway lie to me? After all I have done for you?! For us to get here!”

“James…its called ACTING! do i have to explain myself all the damn time?! And you better stop calling me a liar, I told you about the play, about the theme, about the scenes…and It’s fine its just acting…”

“Are you being fucking for real?! Are you serious now Y/N?! You expect me to believe that you’re telling the truth right now?! That these so called scenes weren’t just written in after you said yes to this?! God why couldn’t they just cast a single woman? Not someone with a boyfriend?!”

“BECAUSE JAMES IT WAS OFFERED TO ME! Because I have talent! I have passion! I am a performer, have been all my life! Sorry they casted me! Sorry they casted a woman in a relationship but its not like I can do anything about it?! Nothing is ever enough in your eyes and I don’t even know why I care for your opinion!”

“YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND AND I AM NOT LETTING YOU GO WITH THIS PROJECT ANY FURTHER”

“WHAT NO?! you cant control my life like that asshole?!”

“THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME??? Y/N I DONT CONTROL YOUR LIFE BUT IM SURE AS HELL GONNA STOP YOU FROM ALL THE STUPIDITY YOUR DOING” James approached you, backing you up against the wall

“James! JAMES! STOP IT” He raised his hand over you

Loki’s eyes shot wide, accidentally knocking on the window and immediately James’s attention went to the window “HEY WHO THE HELL IS THERE?!” Loki scrammed immediately, leaving you and James to your own business.

After that incident he knew he has to something about it, he wasn’t going to watch as you get hurt by that horrible man.

You came in for the next practice session…with James which threw off everyone but instead of greeting your cast mates or even Loki, you darted straight to the hair and makeup station. Loki saw you zoom by and immediately tried to catch up with you, which only increased your walking speed, practically jogging at this point. James locked the door to the station and you ignored Loki completely. Passing conversations can be heard from you both…although Loki no longer cared, he was worried for you, he couldn’t stand the thought of what your bastard of a boyfriend could have done to you and so he forced himself in.

“Loki?! What the hell you broke the lock!” You say in shock with James sharing the same reaction as you

“I know but I can’t stand this anymore!” He marched towards you and went to grab your shoulders in an attempt for a hug, causing you to flinch and move back. Thrown off, Loki looked at you confused and “Y/N your face…” Loki got a real good look at the bruise on your arm, cheek, and neck…

Loki looked at you, then at James, and clicked.

“YOU BASTARD!” Loki launched at James

“HEY! HEY! HEY!” James shouted, blocking Loki’s hands and body

“What the hell did you do asshole? You did that? YOU hurt her?!” Loki managed to push past James’s block and locked his godly hands and arms onto his shoulder, gripping on so tight it caused your boyfriend to flinch and squirm in pain

“Hey man let me-”

”NO!” Using his magic, Loki blasted James against the wall, causing his body to shake as he fell to the ground “The hell is wrong with you?!” he screamed

“ME?! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” Loki approached him and placed his foot on his chest, letting his entire body weight shift to his foot.

“Ow! Jeez!”

“You know I don’t care who you are, I don’t care that you’re dating Y/N, you pathetic little man I will ruin your life for touching her, I will end your stupid, worthless, pathetic little existence for what you did to her! You understand me?! There is a special place in Hel for assholes like you! Bastards that think hitting, cursing and treating their partners like shit is even ok!”

“Loki stop it!” You shouted

He ignored you and grabbed James’s face “You ever come back here, you ever even think about seeing her again, or so help me god even think about laying another finger on her, I will snap your body like a twig and make sure you suffer a long…painful…demise” he growled

You saw all this happening and while you were terrified, part of you felt relief…it was over…it was finally over….right?

James struggled against Loki’s grasp, Loki looked like he was actually going to end him

“Loki look at me!” you shouted

He immediately did and saw your eyes, he saw that as much as James was an asshole…you didn’t want Loki to actually kill him

Loki looked back at James and let him go “This is your only chance to go…SCRAM”

And just like that James ran out, leaving your life for good

You and Loki stood there in awkward silence

…

“Loki?” You whispered

He immediately looked at you “Y/N!” He ran towards you, about to bring you to an embrace but remembering you were probably not comfortable at the moment “Are you ok…?”

“Not…really…but better” You admitted “Thank you…” You smiled at him.

“Of course…I-I couldn’t go on just working with you knowing or not knowing what was happening…I’m just glad you don’t have to deal with that asshole anymore…right?”

“Yea…its over…after yesterday…I knew we were through, I just didn’t know how to end it…so thank you…so so so much…You’ve done more for me than most people have about all this…” You hugged him as tears fell from your eyes

He hugged you back carefully as to not startle you “I love you to much to see you like this” Loki blurted. Uh shit?! Not the time?!

“You love me?” You pulled away and asked

Loki went red at your question “I-I Uh…yea? I do…I do love you…look I know were just co-stars and hell you just went through such a shitty thing and this is the worst way to say it but yes I love you…a lot” he fumbled at his words

You smiled at him “Despite everything…and I wont lie… but I love you too”

You both embraced each other as you felt the safety of his love and his arms

——————————————————————————

(a/n): this took awhile for me to get out bc tbh i dont really know how to write a story like this...very well...but either way i got through it! hope you enjoyed and james is an asshole

TAGS: @jennaortegaswifeyy

[whoreforsamwilson]

Jamaica (Super Long)

Warning: Language, sexual content, male and female receiving, Drug use, MDI.

A weekend getaway to Jamaica. No kids, no work, no saving the world . Just us. I had planned this whole vacation a year in advance, making sure our schedules would line up, which was hard considering you can't really put a hold on Heroing.

Sarah had agreed to keep the kids for me although I was just gonna drop them at my parents and dip, but I wasn't gonna argue with her.

We hand landed a few hours ago, getting the chance to unpack, have lunch, and a nap from the jet lag, but once we were well rested we got up and got dressed and headed down to the resort’s beach.

It wasn’t as busy as I thought I would be, we found a little area off to ourselves where we couldn’t be seen or bothered by anything.

My chest burning from holding in the smoke to long, letting me know it was time to exhale.

I moved towards Sam to do just that.

My lips meet his. Now partially open ready. I blow the excess smoke into his mouth. His brown eyes are a dull shade of red almost pink, behind his sunglasses, and his lids are cast down. 

He takes a deep breath as he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips. I groan loudly, thinking about how he makes a charge look so seductive.

After a quick peck to his lips, I lean back and bask in the feather light feeling of my limbs. Handing the blunt over to him, I close my eyes as I feel a cool breeze across my face.

I sigh softly wishing that we could stay here longer than just the weekend, but we had to be back home so he could have time to prepare for his upcoming press conference.

“It’s been to long since I’ve done this.” He said burying his feet underneath the sand.

“What gettin’ high or being on vacation?” I asked taking the blunt from him bring it to my own lip once again.

“Both.” he mumbled.

I could say the same, it’s been forever since I was able to just relax and not worry about his safety on missions, the kids, or anything that could happen to change the rest of my week that I would struggle to plan out last minute.

Inhaling he takes the blunt away from his lips leaning in to me blowing the smoke in my face.

I smiled inhaling, as he put what was left out.

Putting what was left in the side of the beach bag, I climb into his lap.  Wrapping one arm around my waist he used the other to unclip my top.

I wasn't worried about anybody seeing, being that we are the only ones out here, for right now.

The cool ocean breeze instantly made my nipples hard.

Sam pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arm around my chest taking my left nipple in between his index finger and thumb.

Moaning I lay my head back on his shoulder, "Sam we can't have sex on the beach," I whispered trying get him to stop before anything went too far.

Kissing my neck mumbling, “No one is gonna see, it’s just us. Relax.”

He unwrapped his arms from around me, leaving me bare to the world. He hovered over me, laying me on my back. I smiled as he scanned my body.

His skin was glistening from the sun shining down on it.

His eyes finally meeting mine, he grins down at me, "God, you're so beautiful." Leaning up to kiss him, I placed my hand on his chest and the other on his bicep.

"You're my everything,"

"I know," I said reconnecting our lips, his fingers twisted in the string of my bikini. "Lift," He said, arching my back. "Mmm," The wind brushed against my pussy, as Sam pulled down past my ankles, throwing them beside us. 

"I can't get enough of you." He said coming back up to kiss me, wrapping my legs around his waist, he ran his hands between my thighs, stopping right at my pussy. Slipping his fingers between my folds I moaned.

"Mmm, always so wet for me," He said pulling away, rubbing circles on my clit.

“Sam,” I moaned as he slipped a finger in me, our lips met once more, perfectly in sync. I felt nothing but pure bliss when he added another finger.

I whimpered against his lips, struggling to catch my breath.

I whispered as he pushed my legs apart, "Keep your legs spread for me, princess," This man gonna be the end of me.

He has me doing shit I never even thought about doing. Never in a million years would I have imagined myself having sex on a beach in Jamaica.

A heated pit built in the bottom of my stomach, I'm almost at the edge."I'm about to cum." I groaned.

He chuckled, "Not yet, let it build." Slipping in another finger I arched back, he started massaging my clit with his thumb. I'm a moaning mess at this point.

"Please, Sam." I begged. My legs started to shake as he thrust his fingers deeper and faster into me.

"Go ahead, princess. That it squirt all over my fingers." Sam said, that's all I need to hear, my vision became blurry as I moaned out his name.

My legs started to shake as he thrust his fingers deeper and faster into me.

"Mmm, I love that taste." Connecting out lips, letting me taste myself on his lips and tongue.

"We don't have to do this out here if you don't want to." He said. I shook my head flipping us so that I'm now on top. I asked with a smirk, "Why would I want to do that?"

Running my hand down his chest, I slip my hands in swim trunks wrapping my hand around his dick rubbing it.

He moaned. I have an even better idea right now, he murmured as I took my hand out of his shorts. "I hope you'll enjoy this as much as I will," I whispered in his ear seductively, before sucking on it, making him shiver.

I turned so that my thighs are now straddling around his head. Wrapping his arms my legs he brought my pussy closer to his face. Taking his cock out of his shorts and started stroking it. Mackie groaned sending vibrations through me.

Lord, please don't let any workers see us.

"Y/N, please," he pleaded desperately as I picked up my speed with stroking. Taking him in my mouth he moaned. Bobbing my head up and down slowly while moaning around his dick. Making him groan once again.

Pushing him down in my throat I speed up a little. Slapping my ass he added a finger in me, while his tongue dances around my clit.

" Fuck! Shit."

I guess took to look for him because he took it upon himself to thrust up faster in my throat. He moaned uncontrollably as he fucked my deep throat while still eating me out. I closed my eyes moaning.

"Fuck it makes no sense at how good this mouth is." He says. "Likewise babes." I thought.

I came once again, legs shaking viciously. I just know for a fact his face is covered with cum. I knew he was close to the edge when he twitched in my throat. He began to shake, I took him out of my mouth, stroking him.

"Y/N," He moaned, once he came I placed his dick back in my mouth cleaning him.

[buckyalpine]

Actor Bucky and actress reader

He cums accidentally while trying to hold it together during a sex scene.

Imagine a gorgeous but shy beefy Bucky nervous as hell filming an intimate scene with his co star because hes harbouring the most massive crush on her.

He in nothing but a tiny cup covering his most private parts, his perky sculpted ass barely covered by the thin sheet laid on top you both.

“You okay?” He whispers, always checking in on you, his large mass covering you entirely. You give him a shy smile, nodding, the feel of your hands moving to drape around his shoulder making him blush.

“Alright! Get ready to sell it Barnes” Tony calls out, hushing everyone before he starts rolling, signalling a thumbs up to sam to start filming “and action!!”

Bucky braces himself on his forearms keeping his body off yours, moving forward instead of actually thrusting. The lewd sounds you start to make make his hips involuntarily buck forward more than necessary and he nearly stutters.

“Oh God! Please, slow down” you cry softly, portraying your role as a shy house wife perfectly, nervous to consummate her marriage.

Bucky doesn’t think he can take your delicate pleading, his cock straining, desperate for some relief. He can feel it leaking the more you moan, his knuckles turning white gripping onto the sheets.

“So good to me” Bucky whispers back, swallowing thickly as his mind starts to wander over how you’d sound it he was actually stretching you out. Would you moan about how he was too big? Would you beg for him to keep going till he dripped right out of your sweet cunt? Would you want to lick and taste how wet he got for you, moaning over how fat and thick his dick was, worried over how you’d fit all of him inside you? His massive size carried all over, the blush on his face spreading to his neck when his erection nearly brushes against your covered core.

You blink up at him, staring into his baby blue eyes feeling his hardness press against you as it grows, nearly wetting the sheets. Your eyes are locked together and Bucky’s sure he’s not going to control himself, not when you’re looking at him like that. Not when you’re biting your lip, he could’ve sworn he felt your hips buck up, your thighs spreading slightly.

You let out a whimper, his warm breath fanning over your face and he can smell how fucking wet you are. He’s humping the air, just centimetres from where he really wants to be, fuck he wasn’t going to hold it, his balls felt tight, his cock was going to fucking burst-

“Kiss me My love” you say your final line before pulling him down for a heated kiss, letting it get more hot and heavy that the script intended. As soon as he tastes your tongue on his, he moans into your mouth, eyes rolling back, his back muscles flexed and tensed as he soaks the with his cum. He doesn’t pull away, tearing the sheets with his grip as he cums hard, his cock throbbing, till he can feel the front all warm and damp, whimpering till he’s all empty.

“AND CUT! FANTASTIC” Tony cheers, over the moon with how it turned out, “that was great and nice touch ripping the sheets Barnes, made it look real. Everyone take 5 and we’ll shoot that diner scene”

Everyone starts to pack up to get ready for the next shoot and Bucky swears he hears you let out a little giggle as you pull away, smiling at his flustered state.

“You okay, Buck?” You coo while he bites back a whine, his softening cock now sensitive and aching. Your assistant runs over to slip you into a robe, dragging you off to hair and makeup while he holds the sheet to the lower half of his body.

He grabs the robe Steve hands to him, smirking at his best friend with his head cocked to the side.

“You sure that was acting, Buck?” Steve snorts, nodding to the wet patch on the sheet while Bucky groans, grabbing it and stuffing it away before running off to his room.

“Shut up”

[supbeeches]

shelter

(loki x plus size/chubby reader)

author - wes perry @supbeeches

a/n - don’t be rude, this is my first story. i like to think i am a decently good writer and i always strive for good imagery. hope this foreshadows the level of writing of this story. i am also a big girl myself, so yeah. there will be no smut, since this is my first story. i’m better at writing angsty things...i think. 

about - the reader is troubled with insecurities regarding their body and outlook. loki tries his best to understand them and internalize their feelings.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍

Her luminescent hair.

Her bright smile and glittering eyes.

Her soft skin.

Her arms.

Her hanging stomach.

Her rippling thighs.

Her fireworks.

Her spots.

“Mistakes”.

Her.

Nothing would suffice. Nothing could bring her to the mirror and show- feed her. Feed her need for fulfillment. Feed her need for self-satisfaction.

It must be hard to understand, for a god. It must be hard to realize that his mortal cannot simply read his mind and know, truly, how he really feels. He wants her to see the her he sees. He wants  her to read him, which might sound risky to some. But they don’t understand. No one does. Not even her. Regardless of how much the god pries, it must have been hard to see lie after lie tying down the possibility of the brightest smile.

As the lady stands before the mirror, an alternate reality unfolds. Beyond the surface of the mirror, he can see her. Glass is broken, blood is shed, tears cascade, and sobs are forged through the walls of reality. Through her eyes, her present is immortalized and broken. Through her eyes stands a pupil-caged girl, gasping for air as she tears her person apart. Through her eyes the god can see oh, how she wished to be free. She wished to be free from the so-called cage that embellishes his every thought.

My angel, how I wish to understand you.

Why must you raid your shelter? What if it rains? What if I need your warm home to feel mine? Why must you torture me this way? The girl I love and desire is trapped in the gaze of the mirror. Please, I beg of you. I tremble at the thought of being left alone in the rain.

The reality of the dominant gods inability to parade his honest thoughts edged him to his rainfall. The god hoped that his pleas of trying endeavors will remove her from the cage that holds her happiness captive.

Look at me. Look at me, please. Step away from the mirror. Place yourself in my arms. 

He comes back; spotting a string attached from his hand to hers. Written along the fibres of the tie, were his tried pleads and praises from the past. 

i see you, my angel.

i don’t need anything other than you. 

my everything.

my flower.

my shelter. 

The string pulls, luring the seemingly hopeless man to his lost hope. To her. There, he wraps his arms around her, laying his head on her shoulder. His arms come to envelope hers as his lips kiss right under her ear. 

“My home”.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍

a/n - my apologies for how long it took to finish this! i hope you like it! i didn’t change much but it didn’t feel done. I still might look back and edit but for now, it’s done! mwah mwah hugs and kisses <3

[amoreeny]

Oh Mr.Evans

pairings : Chris Evans & Fem!Reader

synopsis : you get the role to work in a Marvel movie and Chris may or may not have put a good word for you to get the role.

warnings : none i think

*also, english is not my first language so sorry if theyre any grammar or spelling mistakes!*

*not my GIF*

I have been waiting weeks for this phone call I were anxious because they told me they would call and its been over a month now,  I were sure that I hadn't got the part so you just gave up. Then the phone started to ring. I look at Chris whose seated next to me on my couch.

-ON THE PHONE-

"Hello" I say answering the phone

"Yes hello is this (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?" The random person asks

"Yes this is she. Who am I speaking to?" I ask with visible confusion on my face.

" Hi,(Y/N) This is Joss Whedon and I would love to congratulate you on getting the role of the new love interest for Captain America, Loellie Saint in the new Marvel Cinematic Universe 'The Avengers'.I believe you already know what the backstory of your character is right?" Joss asks.

"Yes I do" I say while freaking out silently while looking at Chris who is more confused from before.

"Great, we'll love to have you come in a couple of days for your screen testing. We'll text you the information" Joss says.

"Alright thank you so much" I have a huge smile plastered on your face while having your back towards Chris.

"No worries, Take care we'll see you soon" He says.

"Bye" I say.

I hang up and start jumping up and down in excitement. Chris is sitting on the couch smiling at me because he knows the news I just received because he's the one who put in the good word about me after my audition

"OMG OMG OMG" I jump around while Chris is laughing in confusion.

"I got the part!" I push back and look at him.

"I know" He smiles while looking at me.

"What do you mean 'I know' Christopher?" I look at him.

"Well, I may or may not have put in a good word for you because I know you've been dying to start acting. That's why I told you about the audition" He looks at me while trying to keep a straight face.

Me and Chris have been friends since high school and he knew how much I wanted to get into acting and get into the Marvel. I've acted in big movies and I'm well known. Well at least in my eyes.

Me and Chris have risen to fame together but Chris is mainly is the famous one out of the both of us. I really didn't mind, but what was mostly annoying was the paparazzi and the media. They would spread false information about me and Chris' relationship. Even though me and him are just best friends. I would join him at his interviews because of his anxiety and mostly for moral support and people kept reading it wrong and thinking we were together because of how much time we would spend time together.

"Chris.. You know you didn't have too right" I kinda feel bad because he had to go through all that pain just to get me this role.

"I know, but I just wanted to give you an opportunity. And you can spend more time with me" He says as he wiggles his eyebrows while getting closer to me and pushing me softly with his shoulder

"Like I don't spend enough time with you already Chris" I laugh at his actions.

"Wow i'm deeply hurt Y/N" He puts his hand on his heart and pretends to be hurt by my 'hurtful words'

I laugh and slap his arm softly

"You're such a dork" A bit of your accent had come out and you rolled you eyes

"Steve Rogers and Loelle Saint, super solider fight crime fighting couple" He moves his hands over his face like he's presenting the newest iPhone or something.

"You're honestly so weird Christopher" I laugh while rolling your eyes

"Yeah yeah" He smiles

I shake my head while crossing my arms again keeping a straight face.

"These few months will be the best" He looks at me with his mischievous smile telling me to buckle up for the pranks he has up his sleeve.

"Oh god" I groan and put you face in your hands

Chris laughs and stands up

"Come on, Me You and Sebastian are going out to celebrate you" He says as he gets up and walks to the door.

"Okay... what time should I be ready" I stand up and look at him. I honestly didn't want to go out. I just wanted to sleep.

"Around 8pm, Ill let Seb know" He says as he walks out the door

"Alright see you soon" I say as I walk to my room having my dog follow me.

------------------------------------------

Hey Guys!

This is my first post so i hope you like it! This is my story on Wattpad with the same title! That story is currently in editing so im not posting there, so there maybe some different things from here and the book. So i hoped you enjoyed it!

[winterironrox]

I have never been someone who thinks people have to read the comics to be a mcu fan. Nor am I against the MCU straying from the comics. To me the MCU is just really expensive fanfiction.

What I am against is the MCU outright rejecting the comics.

The MCU will never be 616. Too many elements are different. 616 is the center universe in the comics and all except a few MCU movies/tv shows in the past two decades are from the same universe. Therefore, marvel studios wanting to solidify the universe in preparation for the multiverse expansion makes sense. But they need to stop calling it 616. Call it 6161 or a different number after 616, if they want 616 in it. Honestly, I think that would be a sweet homage to the comics. Other options are 616-C for cinematic or 6162008/61608 for the movie that started it all.

Kevin Feige will never get me to accept the movies being in 616.

I also don’t approve of Marvel Studios removing characters core like their race, ethnicity, religion, and sexual orientation. And I definitely will never support the shit they’re doing with Ruth-Sabra.

It’s fine when they combine storylines or variants, and even some of their original off the dome stuff is good. That’s the fanfiction of it all. But they can’t ignore what makes the character who they are and why they are loved by fans.

I find it weird that Marvel Studios and writers will brag or laugh about never reading the comics. The comics are integral to making the movies, guys. They tell you about the characters, their worlds, their passions, and you have visuals to go along with it. It’s your jumping off point. You don’t even have to open the comics if you don’t want to. Just go to one of the 10 Marvel Wikis and get the cliff notes.

My hope for the future is that the MCU hires way more directors, writers, and actors of color. And in writers rooms they have at least three comics for everyone to read: the most popular, most loved by fans of the target audience, and the least popular by all fans. Also, be nice if they include past movies or shows the character was in because nothing sucks more than when a character or world is continued and shit doesn’t match.

If all they do is go off a single wiki I’ll be fine with it.

Edit:

Also something I thought of immediately after I hit post- The comics are a great way to find out what landed with audiences and what didn’t.

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Minor Inconvenience

A/N: Hello Stark Squad! Trying something new here, an actor AU with our beloved Mr. Stark. Because I had a request for ‘sharing a bed’ prompt in my ask box a million years ago, here it is! Hope you enjoy it :)

Pairing: Actor! Tony Stark x Actor! Reader

Warnings: Almost smut, fluff.

Word count: 2.2k

My Masterlist

.

“And cut!” the director yelled, letting out a sigh of relief and thanking the crew before turning to his lead actors.

“That was amazing, Y/N and Tony. Rest up. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.” he gave you two a thumbs up, and a green signal to break out of character for the day.

You didn’t realize you were holding in a breath until you let it out, all thanks to your co-star Anthony Edward Stark. The feelings you had developed for the man during the schedule of your film weren’t going anywhere, and there was nothing you could do about it.

It is just a crush! It’ll pass. That’s what you kept repeating in your mind on loop. Justifying it by blaming the story you two were a part of.

The film was about your characters falling in love in times of uncertainty and your love being tried and tested over the course of the journey. It was so beautifully written, the writer being one of your closest friends, and the director being a legend in this genre, you were beyond ecstatic to be a part of the project.

And then there was Tony.

The actor loved by millions, the superstar who had the world at his feet. Being in his presence felt like being swept up in a storm, there was flurry all around, but the eye of the storm was him. And you could say you were officially in the whirlwind.

Tony had an aura about him, he definitely was every bit the superstar they made him out to be. His presence was commanding, magnetic and nobody could look away. And he romanced the camera like nobody’s business. You were definitely a fan and every interaction with him had you turn into a giggling schoolgirl.

Over the span of your shoot, you got to know the man a little better, he had been courteous, warm and inviting. And now you knew him well enough to be invited to the legendary lunches that he hosted with great music, good food and amazing company. The man knew how to show people a good time.

You often wondered if that ‘good time’ was applicable in other areas as well…

Those were just some of the thoughts you had to mentally shake yourself out of.

“It was a good day, wouldn’t you agree Y/N?” Tony offered you a kind smile, frowning watching you a little dazed.

“Huh? I’m sorry I-I wasn’t..” you stared at your fingers, mentally cursing yourself for zoning out again. This happened enough times for it to be embarrassing now.

“Paying attention, yeah I got that. You okay?” he seemed genuinely concerned, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze, not helping your situation as you felt a thrill rush through your body.

For fuck’s sake, Y/N! He has touched you before, hell, you had hugged the man several times. And now there was a major scene you had to perform tomorrow. One where you kiss Tony, well, your character kisses his character.

“Mmmhmm super! I uh, I guess I’m just tired. Today was brilliant, you were brilliant, as always! I mean you are brilliant!” you chuckled, hoping your nervousness wouldn’t show. The smirk he hid behind his handsome features said otherwise though.

“You sure you didn’t sneak in a weed gummy earlier or something?” Tony said in jest, your eyes going wide in reaction simply amused him.

He secretly enjoyed watching you all flustered. It was endearing.

“Did they fix the plumbing in your room?”

“Oh no, they haven’t. And I can’t stay at my friends’ room tonight, she’s got a hot date that she is confident she’d fuc–um, sleep with tonight.” you managed to correct yourself terribly, placing a stray lock behind your ear as you two walked towards your cars.

That was the thing. The hotel you were staying at had been modest given the remote location, it wasn’t a big production and you were quite comfortable with it. Two days ago, you had woken up to a pipe bursting in your bathroom and your room flooding in a matter of minutes. You had to bunk up with the one person who didn’t mind sharing given that the hotel had been fully booked.

Tonight you were out of options, there was no hotel in sight for miles and no empty rooms were available.

“What are you gonna do?” he asked, opening the card door for you, making you realize you had to think of your options pronto.

“I guess I could look for another hotel but there isn’t one that’s so close to set. I am screwed.” you sighed, closing your eyes as the back of your head hit the backrest of your car.

Tony motioned you to roll down the window as he shut the door for you, leaning against it casually as he spoke, adding much to the fluttering of your heart.

“You could stay with me.”

“What?”

“For tonight. We can share the room, if you’d like.” he offered, his big brown eyes looking at you full of hope.

“I wouldn’t want to intrude, Tony. I’m sure you’ve got plans.” you didn’t want to be a bother, especially not with your situation. No matter how many excitable flips your insides did, you had to be a professional.

“I sure have plans. I plan on spending this lovely evening cracking open a bottle of whiskey that is said to taste better with some company. What do you say, Y/N?”

He made you laugh, hell, he made you feel like a teenager with raging hormones. You would hate to make those pretty brown orbs sad, so you agreed.

“Okay. Thank you, Tony. Really.”

He merely brushed it off, tapping the car twice before heading to his.

“And no you’re not sleeping on the couch!” he called out, almost sensing your thoughts, making you giggle yet again.

…

The keycard bleeped before Tony held the door open for you, watching you intently as you dragged your suitcase inside.

His room was definitely the best one you’d seen amongst all. Of course, it was him. He would be given the best suite the hotel had to offer.

It offered through their floor to ceiling windows the most amazing views of the meadows that surrounded, the pine trees lining the beautiful landscape topped off with the most stunning sunset.

“It is quite something, isn’t it?” Tony murmured, smiling at the way your body had naturally dragged you towards the windows.

“Stunning. I love outdoor shoots for this very reason. It’s sunsets, nature and all the things you wouldn’t normally experience back home.” You let out a soft sigh, placing a hand against the glass as the skies dramatically changed colors.

It took everything in Tony’s might to not walk up to you that very moment, push your hair aside and kiss your neck. And it would be a lie to say that he hadn’t thought about doing it before.

“I’m gonna take a shower, if you don’t mind?” You asked timidly, making Tony realize you were now facing him.

“Sure. I’ll join you.” He blurted out without thinking, shaking his head and scratching the back of his head nervously.

“I mean, please go ahead. I will take one when you’re done.” He muttered, missing the blush that had crept up on your cheeks at his earlier statement.

…

The shower was relaxing, hot water cascading down your back worked out all the knots and kinks while your mind was preoccupied with what Tony had said earlier.

I’ll join you.

Was there a tiniest chance he felt the same way about you? The Tony Stark crushing on his co-star who also happened to crush hard on him? It was ridiculous to even think about but the part of you that often had you day-dreaming about him encouraged you to believe in the possibility.

Tony jumped up from his seat as he heard the door unlock, gulping as you walked out in a fluffy robe, drying your hair, smelling heavenly. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he brushed past you to head to the bathroom, inhaling your scent inevitably. It made his cock stir as you passed him, giving him a shy smile.

“Feel free to open the bottle of whiskey, it’s right there. I won’t be too long.” he nodded at the expensive looking bottle on the small table they had in his room. It looked like it was sent from a fan, a female one that was too complete with a handwritten note and a not-so-subtle imprint of red lips.

“Oh and I ordered some fries. I remember you saying you loved them.”

Could this man be more perfect?

You did mention your undying love for fries at one of his parties but you never thought he’d remember.

“Thank you, Tony. You’re really going out of your way to impress me.” you blurted out, biting your bottom lip to stop the grin that formed.

“Hey as long as it’s working!” he chuckled, sending you a wink before disappearing in the bathroom. You were screaming internally at this point.

The evening was definitely going to be interesting.

…

You spent some time checking your phone before hearing the water turn off, your heart doing a little flip as Tony’s head peeped out from the door, calling your name.

“Could you be a dear and pass me a towel?”

Handing him a towel, you couldn’t help but let your eyes feast on his physique that was now glistening and was tantalizingly on display, making you wish he’d push the door just a little further. He had arms to die for and a toned chest that made you weak in the knees, his happy trail inviting you to explore a little lower, until Tony cleared his throat.

“I mean I could’ve walked out naked if I knew you’d enjoy the show.” he smirked, giving the towel you held in your hands a firm tug, pulling you forward. Your cheeks felt hot as you let out a nervous laugh, shaking your head.

“Maybe I needed to join you.” you felt bolder now, letting go of the towel and mirroring his smirk.

You figured it was now or never.

Pouring both your drinks, you waited for the man to join you, doing your best to get your erratic heartbeat to calm down.

Conversation flowed easily between the two of you as it always did, reminiscing about the first time you met, how you got into acting and landing this role. You even admitted to breaking into an embarrassing dance with your team the moment they confirmed you had been signed on for this film.

It was way past midnight by the time either of you bothered to glance at a clock.

“Jeez! Is that the time? I’m afraid we must get our beauty sleep as much as we can, big day tomorrow.” he placed both your glasses on the nightstand, chuckling as you both let out a sigh in tandem.

You’d changed into your sleep shorts and a large t-shirt that you had hoped nobody saw you in, thanks to the unforeseen situation, Tony now knew you slept in t-shirts with cheesy quotes on them.

“Tony, are you sure about this, I mean I’m tiny I can manage on the couch.” You tucked a lock of hair behind your ear as you watched him fluff the pillows.

“Look, if anything, it should be me offering to sleep on the couch but I’m gonna be selfish tonight.” he murmured, his voice soft.

“What do you mean?” your own voice barely over a whisper at the close proximity of him as he extended his hand for you from across the bed.

Maybe it was the whiskey that sat warm and fuzzy in your bellies or just the fact that there was something you both felt in the moment. An unsaid chemistry, tension you could cut with a knife.

The bed dipped under your weights as you got on your knees, still clasping Tony’s hand as you got closer, breathing each other in.

His scent was intoxicating to you, his eyes criminally brown as they bore into you, making you lose yourself in their depths.

“Well, I’ve been told, you’ve never kissed anyone on screen yet. Is that right?” he asked softly, bringing his other hand to brush your hair out the way gently to cup your face.

You managed a nod, leaning into his touch and closing your eyes momentarily. It was true. You had been in several films before however somehow there wasn’t any that had required you to kiss a costar. That added to the fact that your big on-screen kiss would now be with this gorgeous man who was right before you.

“We’ve got something here, Y/N. Something electric, palpable. See how our bodies react to each other?” his lips were now inches away from your ear, a smile adorning his features as his words sent a shiver down your spine, proving his point.

“And what are we gonna do about it?” you breathed, pressing your hand against his chest, noting how his heart beat against your palms and his very obvious boner that wasn’t hidden anymore.

Definitely not a one-sided crush. He wanted you, and you wanted him.

“I think we’re gonna go off-script. A lot. And not just on set.”

The gif is simply because I LOVE IT. What do we think?

[attoye]

Alex Livinalli - Exclusive GMA interview 😭🖤 WF Premier

10-27-22

What a Heartthrob… 😍😍😍