#robert downey jr x teen!reader

[youre-amazing-say-it]

A fic with rdj babying teen reader!

Papa-Bear Mode

Summary: The reader gets a tiny injury during her first fight scene, and RDJ goes full Papa-Bear Mode.

Warning: talks about stuntwork, swearing, little cut on the forearm

A/N: sorry these are taking so long. my bad!

"All Right guys, shooting in 30. Get ready!" You heard the Russo Brothers speak into the megaphone. You were off talking to the stunt coordinator, Meghan when you heard the announcement. You were about to shoot your first-ever fight scene and were terrified. The shakey breath you let out was evidence of it. "You got this girl, it's a very simple scene, no harnesses. just fighting," she spoke as she rubbed your shoulder, helping you relax. "Yeah, but what if-"

"So Pipsqueak! heard you are doing your first stunt scene today!" you heard a voice behind you say. Robert walked over and stood right behind you, placing both of his hands on your shoulders, giving them. gentle squeeze. "Yes, and I am FREAKING OUT!" you shouted as you pushed his hands off you.

"Hey hey calm down kiddo, okay?" he spoke softly as he turned you around for an embrace. With your head on his chest, he mouthed to Meghan that he got it, sending her on her way. "Now," he continued as you stood still, "why are you scared?"

"Look stunts can be scary, and I don't want to get hurt or injured because of something I messed up," you said looking at the brown-haired man in the eyes. "Well, do you know what you need to do for the scene?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "I mean yeah but-"

Robert made a shushing sound before you could even continue. "And I'm sure Meghan and the rest of the stunt coordination crew have your safety in mind while working out this scene. So you will be fine, you got this, okay pipsqueak?" he spoke to you. You let out the breath you have been holding in. "Okay, I got this. You are right." You spoke confidently before embracing RDJ once more.

"Thanks, Robert, I appreciate you." You felt him give the top of your head and you squeezed him tighter. "And I appreciate you, Y/n. Now you ready to go kick some ass?" he shouted as he raised his hand for a high five. You easily returned it, "Hell yeah, let's go!"

TIME SKIP

"Alright Y/n, let's shoot that scene one more time, okay?" you heard Anthony Russo speak into the megaphone. You gave them a thumbs-up from up on the railing where you were fighting the villain of the movie (I'm too lazy to decide who it is). You looked to the side of the stage and saw Robert watching you and also gave you a thumbs-up. So far all of the takes have been great, and no one has gotten seriously injured. Once this take was done, you were excited to just go to bed.

"Okay, an ACTION!" They shouted and you and your scene partner got to work. You quickly dodged the punch, went in for a kick, and continued your routine. Everything was going great until you heard some rattling above you. you couldn't look up so you tried not to let your anxiety show through. It wasn't until you got to the part where your partner had you up against the wall that you heard the sound of a part coming undone. Before you knew it, two small boards came crashing down on you and your partner. You felt one of the edges scratch your arm before landing on the floor.

"CUT! CUT!" You and your partner let go of each other and quickly checked yourself over for injuries. "You okay Y/n?" they spoke. "Yeah, I'm fine, just a cut on my forearm. What about you?" you asked them, "Nothing I think I'm - " they were saying before you felt Robert crushing you with his arms. "Oh my god Y/n!" He shouted into your ears. He let you go and held out your arms. "Robert Im fine, I promise. You said as you chucked. You felt his eyes scan your body, checking you for injuries.

"MEDIC! WE NEED A MEDIC!" he shouted as he took your injured arm and tried to turn it into the light to get a good view of it. "Robert I said Im fine! It's just a cut, see?" you said as you tried to pull your arm out of his grip, but he wasn't budging. "Look it could be infected, or worse than it looks. So let's just be safe okay?" he asked as he looked at you with pleading eyes.

You chuckled at him before reluctantly agreeing, " Okay papa bear, I'll get it checked out." You could hear him say "I'm not a papa bear," under his breath as you too made your way towards the medics on set. "Yes you are, and it's very adorable. Thanks for looking out for me." He leaned down and kissed your head.

"I gotta look out for my cubs."

[juiles]

Horror Movie Queen

Requested: yes

Summary: a teen reader whos done a bunch of horror movies is filming a scene where she has to scream, freaks everyone out in the cast. Italics is the filmed scene.

Tags: really just fluff except one mention of torture and hitting

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A/N: Its short but its something new. i think im getting back to writing again so thats exciting!!

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Y/n sat staring at the star studded cast in front of her at the reading table. Scarlett Johansson, Robert Downey Jr., Tom Holland, Elizabeth Olsen. It was wild all the people she had spent her whole life looking up to, and here she was, about to film a whole Marvel movie with them.

This was new territory for her too. A whole new genre of movie, different from the horror movies she was known for. The rest of the cast didn’t watch her movies so they didn’t know how she worked.

“Y/n? You okay?” Chris Evans asked waving his hand around in front of her face. “You zoned out there.” He added softly to the teen who flushed slightly and nodded looking down at her hands. “Have you done enough reading now? Are you ready to get into costume and makeup?”

Y/n paused for a moment picking at her fingers before she looked up and nodded. “Yeah. Ill go get ready. I’ll see you guys tomorrow?” She took a quick glance around at everyone who shot her small nods before she disappeared. When she finally came to set, fully ready for her scene, her manager waved her over.

“Okay… lets get this over with guys.” She said, her manager chuckling at the bored look on the teenagers face that was currently covered in bruises and blood, her clothes hanging off of the girls frail body, a gash across her face where a scar usually sat on her characters face.

She was filming her background scene, how her character, Maddison, got where she was, fighting with the Avengers. The torture and pain the character had gone through obvious with the way she was dressed. “Alright you, are you ready to scream?” Thomas asked the girl with a grimace, knowing what he had to pretend to do to the girl. She nodded and stepped on to the set, a cold damp cell that had red splatter all over one wall, showing what she was supposed to have gone through. Thomas stepped forward, the director getting ready for filming, unknown to the teen, the rest of her cast mates stepped in to the studio, hiding in the shadows.

Scarlett elbowed a nervous looking Lizzie who motioned to the makeup on the girls face, the blonde shook her head slightly motioning to be quiet with a finger to her lips. Evans eyes widened as he studied the gash on the girls face. They all knew it was makeup, but as they had grown protective of the young girl, it scared them all. The all focused in on the girl when the director called action.

--Filming scene--

Maddison, a 13 year old girl who had been kidnapped by Baron Strucker at the age of 5, sat huddled against the bloody wall, her whole body shaking as she slowly lifted her head, a giant gash across her face, towards the man standing in front of her. The man merely raised his hand that held a ragged, rusty dagger and slashed down at the girl, her face getting slashed.

The girl let out a blood curdling scream, a scream so loud it even made Strucker take a step back out of shock. The man then turned on his heel and slammed the cell door closed whispering to the girl. “No one will ever want someone as disgusting as you.”

--Scene over--

The director called cut and y/n stood up and with a lack of emotion on her face and grabbed her water bottle. She had barely gotten a sip of it when she was collided with, a pair of arms wrapping around her, gripping her tightly. The teen squeaked as she tried to move the blonde hair to see the horrified look of all her adult castmates standing around her. She patted the back of what she assumed to be Scarlett with a look of confusion running across her face.

“What was that?” Mark asked as he nervously twisted his hands. “How did you bring that up? That was so real…”

“What do you mean?” Y/n asked as Scarlett finally pulled back. “I’m confused?”

“It was very convincing sounding darling.” The actress said, one hand not leaving the teens arm. “Are you okay?”

“Oh. I’m fine?” She responded. “I did- have you guys never seen any of my movies?”

RDJ looked at the girl sheepishly. “Your movies are intense kid… theyre a little scary for most of us.” The teen barked out a laugh shaking her head.

“My whole career I’ve only done horror movies, that scream just is what it is at this point. Nothing behind it, just 5 years of perfecting it.” She said with a small shrug and a small smirk on her face.

“Jesus kid, you gave us a heart attack as a whole.” Hemsworth chuckled as he ruffled the girls hair making the teen roll her eyes with a small smile as she was called back to the set.

Taglist: @mythixmagic @boredandneedfanfics @natashamaximoff-69 @asiangmrchk13

[itsallyscorner]

The Sour Tour | Marvel Cast

pairing: marvel cast x teen!reader

warnings: none

summary: the youngest marvel cast member goes on tour💜

a/n: this fic does not correlate with any other fics I’ve made that include the Sour album

face claim: Olivia Rodrigo

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(y/n)(l/n) The Sour Tour has finally begun! Thank you (home state) for kicking it off to an incredible start! Can’t wait to see you all so soon🥹💜

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brielarson my sweet angel baby

brielarson love you so much can’t wait to see you!!!!!!!!💖💖

(y/n)fan1 HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO

(y/n)fan2 THE SET LIST??? CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE SET LIST

(y/n)fan3 HAPPIER THEN TRAITOR BACK TO BACK???

(y/n)fan4 ITS LIKE SHE WANTS TO SEE US CRYYY

(y/n)(l/n) bc I do🧍‍♀️

(y/n)fan5 WHAT THE FUCK

tomholland2013 FINNA BE IN PIT

(y/n)fan6 HE FINNA BE IN PITTTTT🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

zendaya @/tomholland2013 bro shut up

robertdowneyjr Wishing you the best of luck, see you soon bee🐝❤️

paulbettany You’re going to do great!!😃

lifeisaloha Love you fam🫶🏼

(y/n)(l/n) All the love Jacobbbb🫶

(y/n)updates I’m ready.

(y/n)fan7 you’re the harryflorals of (y/n) stans

(y/n)fan8 where’s (y/n)scloset????

(y/n)scloset I’m hereeeee🙋‍♀️

markruffalo Wishing you a FANTASTIC and safe tour❤️

(y/n)(l/n) thank you Mark!!❤️

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(y/n)(l/n) North America tour dump✨🦋💜🎸🔮💿🎀

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chrisevans can you just pls sign my poster?

chrisevans please (y/n) I’ve been waiting outside for 30 minutes and teenagers scare the shit out of me

anthonymackie get in line

imsebastianstan I was here first

mcufan1 ya’ll are actual children

evansfan1 @/chrisevans don’t act like we didn’t just see you and Scott going off during Good 4 u👀

elizabetholsen So so so proud!!🤩❤️

mcufan2 Lizzie these are very millennial emojis

(y/n)fan9 MOTHER

(y/n)fan10 MOTHER IS MOTHERING

scarlettjohansson You are the most incredible person I know, what an honor it was to see you live❤️

mcufan3 I SAW YOU AT THE NEW YORK SHOW!!!!!

letitiawright TO EUROPE SHE GOES!!! Can’t wait to see you💜

chrishemsworth can you please do a shoey when you come to Australia?

(y/n)(l/n) no❤️

(y/n)fan11 outta them Doc Martins?💀

(y/n)(l/n) @(y/n)fan11 I swear my feet don’t smell bad

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imsebastianstan ALL THE FLOWERS FOR YOU💐

tagged (y/n)(l/n)

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elizabetholsen MY BABY❤️

(y/n)fan12 mother sighting

(y/n)fan13 the marvel cast is so cute

mcufan4 They really are her second family🥹

anthonymackie Wtf you went without me?

paulrudd I had a great time Sebastian🫶

paulrudd @(y/n)(l/n) you were phenomenal

anthonymackie YOU WENT WITH PAUL???

mcufan5 LMAOOOOO

mcufan6 NOT SEBASTIAN BEING UNRESPONSIVE

(y/n)(l/n) love you Paul <3

(y/n)(l/n) THANK YOU FOR COMING💜💜💜

vancityreynolds YOU BETRAYED ME.

(y/n)fan14 is his singing a lyric or is he also yelling at Seb?

mcufan7 Ryan what—

mcufan8 Seb what’s your favorite song off the sour album??

imsebastianstan Traitor and Favorite Crime

(y/n)fan15 Bucky coded.

mcufan9 i bet these are on his Bucky playlist

Chris Evans via Instagram Story:

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robertdowneyjr You little legend you💜 What an incredible show @(y/n)(l/n) put on tonight at LA! Your talent, charisma, and presence made this such a memorable experience. This show was anything but Sour, the room was full of love and it’s all what (Y/n) deserves. Proud of you always, your Pops❤️

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mcufan10 “Proud of you always, your pops”🥹

(y/n)(l/n) It meant so much for you and your family to come out tonight, thank you so much I love you all❤️

(y/n)fan16 I’m crying this is so sweet😭

therussobrothers Can’t wait to document such a legend

mcufan11 excUSE ME?

mcufan12 WHAT—

(y/n)fan17 A TOUR DOCUMENTARY???

(y/n)(l/n) coming soon on Disney+😉

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(y/n)(l/n) Quick pit stop⛽️

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zendaya face card never declines

(y/n)scloset bestie where is the sweater in the fourth slide from?

(y/n)scloset unfortunately could not find it :(

(y/n)(l/n) my nana made it <3

(y/n)fan18 we love nana😌

tomholland2013 2 MORE WEEKS TILL IM IN PIT😎😎😎🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

anthonymackie shut up

zendaya you’re embarrassing me🫣

(y/n)fan19 TOM FINNA BE IN PIT YALL🔥🔥🔥

florencepugh you look better in my sunglasses than I do

(y/n)fan20 besties

(y/n)(l/n) I’ll give them back to you when I’m in London😌

haileesteinfeld my baby girlll😍

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(y/n)(l/n) UK BABY OI OI🇬🇧👑☕️

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(y/n)fan21 OI OIIIIII

(y/n)fan22 she’s such a One Direction fan I love it

florencepugh you mystical, voice of an angel, fairy baby I love youuuu🧚‍♀️❤️

(y/n)fan23 FLO WAS AT NIGHT 1

(y/n)fan24 I CANT BELIEVE I WAS IN THE SAME ROOM AS FLORENCE AND (Y/N)

flofan1 The fact that Flo was backstage and not at the guest section🥹😭

mcufan11 WHERE IS TOM????

brielarson my cutie pie🥰

mcufan12 (Y/N) (L/N) WORLD DOMINATION

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tomholland2013 told you guys I was finna be in pit😎🔥

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imsebastianstan unbelievable

mcufan13 how was Tom even allowed in pit with all the fans???😭😭

chrisevans wtf bro

paulrudd OH so this is pit

mcufan14 not paul not knowing what pit is😭😭

anthonymackie she only let you into pit to make you shut up😒

mcufan15 Tom riling everyone up is hilarious😭😭

(y/n)fan25 I’m just as salty ac Mackie tbh..

tomholland2013 don’t be so jealous, there’s always next tour🤪

(y/n)fan26 was right next to Tom the entire concert and I swear I love the man, but he kept screaming in my ear💀

zendaya @/tomholland2013 can never take you anywhere man

(y/n)fan27 Tom’s just a fellow girly pop✨

[thegirlwholovesficcharacters]

𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍 The Marvel cast x Org teen femreader!

Part 1: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Summary: ❝Rhiannon Hart's life as she used to know it was about to change. She was a young actress in progress from a small town in Minnesota playing small roles from a very young age, After months of her latest project, Rhiannon thought she would continue with her daily routine, concentrating on her studies and resting. Until her representative gets her an audition with Marvel Studios, for a new character. After her audition, Rhiannon didn't believe she could be selected to play the new character, until Kevin Faige contacts her to give her the good news...❞

Part 1 of a series. Words: 1.661 Warnings: Angs, fluffy, silly things. Bad parents. A lovely and supporting grandma. She is just a girl wanting to be something in her life. This fics is was created for fun, nothing serious, also this fics is set in 2015, before the filming of Captain America: Civil War.

Autor's note: Hi! English is not my first language, and I apologize if there are any grammatical errors, you may find translation errors since I have little knowledge of English and mostly use Google Translate. I was also planning to move the fanfic to A03, but maybe I'll do it later. It's a little short ,but i'm gonna try to do the next chapter a little longer.

Hope you like it!

Rihannon knew the process of every audition she had ever had in her life, each audition had led her to have a small role as an extra character who only appeared for a few minutes, or a secondary character who only appeared for a short period of time in several series or films, whether they are films on the small screen or recognized TV series.

But no audition compared to the one she was going to have right now.

It's not every day that your agent gets you an audition to play a new character in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Not much was known about the new character, apart from confirming that it was going to be a female character, the mysterious announcement about the casting for that new character had been announced the same day that Marvel confirmed that they had opened casting for a new Spider-Man interpreter, and that excited all the fans including rhiannon.

It had been confirmed that the new mysterious character and Spider-Man would have to be close to adolescence and that they would be something like a duo, a friendship that would form unexpectedly and not at all romantic, just platonic.

And that drove the fans crazy, forming theories about whether he was Black Cat or some villain or antihero from the Spider-Man universe.

But many fans corrected them by saying that the mysterious character could be a friend of Spider-Man and Peter Parker, based on what Marvel Studios announced.

Everyone had their suspicions and theories, and yet weeks after its announcement, Marvel still did not reveal anything.

Wiping the sweat from her hands on her flannel shirt, Rihannon stood in front of the door of the large building in front of her, her head unable to question herself and create scenarios of what could go wrong at her audition.

She loved his job, she loved the world of art and acting, but she never imagined auditioning for one of the largest film companies in the world. There was a second when she thought about leaving and not attending the audition.

But she couldn't.

Not after how hard her representative fought to get her an audition, knowing how much Rihannon loved the Marvel universe and her dream of being part of the Marvel family one day.

She couldn't disappoint her representative, neither her grandmother, and much less herself, she had worked very hard to get to where she was, it would just be one more audition, just like the other auditions she had had in the past.

Right?

Ignoring the small mess of nerves building up in her stomach, she took courage and opened the door to enter the large building, she stopped for a second to admire her surroundings, noticing the walls decorated with giant paintings from Marvel movies, several statues of the more iconic characters, she continued admiring until her bluish eyes found the silhouette of a woman sitting behind a desk.

Knowing that it was the receptionist, she grabbed the strap of her backpack and walked quickly towards the woman, feeling her nerves eating away at her for a moment.

Upon being in front of her, the receptionist, sensing a presence, looked away from her computer screen, and looked curiously at the young woman with blonde, curly hair, almost impressed by the deep blue color of her eyes, noticing her shy aura smiled kindly at the young teenager, rihannon returned the smile shyly.

━━Hello sweetie, how can I help you?━━She asked softly, Rihannon opened her mouth and closed it instantly when she felt nervous.

━━I-I, uh… I came for an audition, with Mr. and Mrs. Russo. My name is Rihannon Hart━━She spoke quickly, feeling her cheeks heat at her stutter. But that didn't seem to bother the woman, who just smiled sweetly and nodded.

━━Of course, you're on time. If you allow me, I'll make a call to notify the auditioners━━━At her words, the girl quickly nodded, letting the brown-haired woman do her job.

She stepped back from the desk a little while watching the receptionist pick up the phone and dial a number.

━━Hello, sir? Miss Rihannon Hart has arrived for her audition, should I tell her to wait in the room or…? Great, I'll tell her. See you later sir━━When she hung up, the receptionist smiled at her as she got up from her seat━━Mr. Russo said that you can come and audition now. I'll guide her to the audition room━━She speaks, Rihannon nodded following the woman from behind.

On her short walk to the elevator, Rihannon began to play with the rings that surrounded her fingers in an attempt to distract her nerves. On the one hand she was nervous at the idea of ​​giving a bad impression to the directors and on the other hand she was relieved to Having memorized the entire dialogue of her script, she had been day and night reviewing each word and practicing her lines with her grandmother that she was sure she would do well.

Well, her grandmother and representative were in charge of letting her know that she would do it well.

She was so deep in thought that if it weren't for the kind woman at the reception, she wouldn't realize that they had already reached the door of the audition room.

As soon as she opened the door, Rihannon followed her, from her place she could see the Russo brothers and Kevin Faige himself talking to each other, and she felt the tingling in her stomach reappear.

━━━Gentlemen, Miss Hart has arrived for her audition━━━The receptionist's voice caught the attention of the three men, as Rihannon saw them approach, a small smile formed on her lips.

━━Hello, a pleasure to meet you━━She said with a small smile and stretched out his hand towards them.

Both directors and the executive director smiled instantly, from her place Rihannon could see a small shine in the eyes of the three men in front of them, she avoided furrowing her eyebrows at the emotion in their eyes.

Anthony Russo was the first to shake his hand with hers, sporting a smiling smile.

━━━The pleasure is ours, miss hart. Your agent has told us a lot about you━━He commented almost excitedly when he had her in front of them, Joe and Kevin Feige nodded at his words.

━━I hope for good things━━She spoke in an attempt to joke, which made the three men laugh. Kevin Faige nodded without removing his smile.

“I promise you it was, Miss Hart,” he assured, earning a genuine smile from the girl.

━━Is it okay if we start with the audition? You can take a few minutes if you want━━Rihannon quickly denied before speaking.

━━No, I think I'm fine. But you can call me rihannon, of course if you don't mind━━She said.

━━Of course. I guess, Rihannon, you've already read the script━━Seeing her nod, Anthony Russo smiled with his brother━━Great, we'll guide you to where the test will be done.━━Obeying the directors, Rihannon said goodbye to the receptionist and smiled at the Seeing her murmurs a soft "good luck" with her two thumbs up.

━━So miss hart, your agent, alice. You told us about your latest work in Teen Wolf, right?━━In response to Feige's question, Rihannon smiled and nodded, remembering with adoration her participation in her favorite series.

━━Yes, my participation was short, but I enjoyed the experience━━She responded softly with a smile. Feige and the brothers looked at each other and smiled.

━━One of my daughters loves that series, and I must admit that they adore her character in the series━━Joe commented, making a small shine appear in the young actress's blue eyes.

━━Really? I'm glad that your daughter liked it━━A smile took over her when she knew that one of the director's daughters liked her performance in the series

She did not often hear adulation about her participation in Teen Wolf, given that her character only appeared for three episodes and then did not appear again. She had played a girl who was the daughter of a retired werewolf hunter, who saved Derek Hale of an enemy shooting him with a shotgun and joining the pack for a short time, her colleagues and director of the series had congratulated her for her work, and her skills in the few stunts she had performed at the time.

Her grandmother was the most excited to see her granddaughter in the series, as was her friend Lucy, but no one other than the two of them congratulated her except for a few classmates from her school.

Upon arriving at the testing area, Rihannon allowed herself to admire the place, observing in detail the black walls, the lights that hung from the ceiling and the lamps that surrounded the small recording set, in front of the set there was a camera and three seats , in which she assumed the brothers russo and kevin feige would be sitting.

Seeing the young woman admiring the set, the CEO approached her.

━━You can leave your backpack there, if you want. We'll start in a few minutes━━He pointed to one of the empty chairs not far from where they were, with a small nod, Rihannon thanked him with a small smile and walked away to rest his backpack on the chair.

After a few minutes, Rihannon was in front of the camera - still off - while the makeup artist finished her work before she could perform her audition.

━━Forgive me for saying this, but you look like a badass Barbie━━At the comment of the makeup artist, named Ruth, Rihannon let out a small laugh as she felt the corner of her lips rise upward.

━━Thank you?━━She dubiously acknowledged his compliment with a small smile on her face. When she finished, Ruth said goodbye to her with a small smile and wished her good luck.

━━Are you ready, Rihannon?━━Listening to one of the Russo brothers, Rihannon took a deep breath and then nodded.━━Great, the camera is already on and will start recording in 3…2…1━ ━━Seeing the red light of the camera, the teenager looked forward, feeling her facial expression become serious.

The first dialogue was heard through the voice of Kevin Faige.

And that dialogue would only be the beginning of everything.

[random-imagines-blog]

Ambulances {Robert Downey Jr x Teen!Reader Oneshot} 

Requested by: Anonymous Wordcount: 3483 Summary: Being the youngest actor on the MCU is a dream come true - but why doesn't you feel as good as you should? Notes: Talks about depression.

This was meant to be everything that you ever wanted. The chance to work on one of the biggest franchises the world had ever seen. Appearing in a huge movie, and then getting the chance to star in a television show afterwards, all about your character. Possibly more movie appearances. Getting paid so handsomely that if you were careful, you wouldn’t ever go into debt. Rubbing elbows with some of the biggest and brightest stars in the world. Chris Evans, Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johansson, Benedict Cumberbatch. And you weren’t even out of high school yet. You were supposed to be living the dream.  

Then why did it feel like it was spiraling down into one of those nights where you don’t remember your dreams? It wasn’t a nightmare. There were negatives but nothing that you didn’t expect going into the acting profession. You didn’t hate your job. You didn’t hate your character. You just - started to feel nonchalant about the whole thing. Nothing at all. It started off with not feeling as excited as you used to when you woke up in your trailer to go to set. You were tired and had to drag yourself out of bed to go to hair and make-up.  

Robert was getting his done, his iconic Tony Stark facial hair being trimmed and shaved perfectly. You muttered a good morning before taking your seat, and one of the makeup artists came to work on you. 

“Rough night, kid?” Robert asked, raising an eyebrow at you.  

“I don’t think I slept that well,” you said. “Just - couldn’t get out of bed today.” 

“That’s called being a teenager,” He chuckled.  

“Yeah, probably,” you said, forcing out a chuckle back. You would just chalk this one up to a bad day. Everyone had those. You were able to pep yourself up for your scenes, and work through them without any issues. It was good to focus on something other than yourself for once. Get into the character. Become someone else for a little while. Someone who was mighty, and strong, who got out of bed each morning without trouble - unless they were beat up, which because this was a superhero movie, happened quite often. But you declined going out for dinner with everyone else, just saying that you were tired and headed back to your trailer while they went out to enjoy themselves.  

You looked around your trailer once you were inside. It was quiet in there, save for the very faint buzzing of electricity that was powering the lights. You collapsed down on the small couch where you usually went over your lines but - you couldn’t think of what to do. You didn’t feel like doing ... anything. There was your gaming console set up by the tv, a stack of games - but you didn’t feel like playing them. There was Netflix and Amazon Prime and Disney Plus and Hulu - but you didn’t feel like watching anything. There was your laptop, but you didn’t feel like website surfing. So, you just - sat there. Doing nothing. Feeling nothing.  

Your phone went off. You could see the name on top. One of your best friends from back home. Someone that you usually loved to talk to. But you just ... didn’t feel much like talking to them. A stab of guilt made its home in your stomach once the screen went dark again, knowing that you should have answered it. There was no reason to ignore them. But you still didn’t move. Just letting this feeling of ‘you should you should you should’ take you over.  

-- 

You didn’t even remember falling asleep - and you couldn’t remember if you dreamt or not. One minute, you were sitting on your couch, staring blankly ahead of you, not even thinking of anything, and the next, you were still sitting there but there was light coming in through the curtains and your alarm was going off on your cellphone.  

You were astounded at yourself. You��d never done this before, never felt this way before. You forced yourself up and into the shower but there too, you didn’t feel like doing much of anything. It all felt so ... tedious and worthless. How many times in your life were you going to waste time, standing here in the shower, washing your hair? How many times were you going to cover your loofa in bodywash and lather yourself up? Doing it all today just to do it again tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day. It felt so dull. 

And when you got out, all squeaky clean and put on a random hoodie and jeans to head out to hair and makeup, yet again, you didn’t feel as good as you usually did. Usually, a shower was just the thing that helped you start the day. You felt good when you were clean. “God, what’s wrong with me?” You muttered to yourself as you went into trailer and took your seat. 

This time it was Chris Evans that got there the same time you did, sitting in the opposite chair. “You missed a fun night,” he said, grinning at his phone. 

“Oh,” you said, looking straight ahead of you into the mirror. You forced out a laugh that didn’t feel real. “Next time, next time.” 

“I’ll hold you to it. They had some of the best tacos that I’ve ever had-” Chris said, turning into an excited puppy as he often did when he found something that he liked. Usually, it was enough to make you cheerful. But you just tuned him out, not having the attention span for this conversation. Or maybe it just wasn’t the energy. 

The makeup artists started on you, having to use a bit more concealer than they usually did. “Make sure you get all eight hours,” The artist reminded you.  

“Yeah, sorry about that,” You forced a chuckle. She covered your dark circles expertly, patting on powder to try to make it look more natural, and then you were out there to get ready for the shot of the day. You had a bit of time until you actually had to be on the set, since you were just coming in at the end of the scene, so you sat down and just ... watched. You didn’t really say anything to anyone. You weren’t in the most sociable mood. You let your mind wander, your body being present, but your mind was far away.  

“Hey kid,” A voice snapped you out of it. You blinked a couple of times and looked to see that Robert was sitting right next to you. You hadn’t noticed because you had been so busy thinking about ... you couldn’t even remember. That was more startling than Robert’s voice coming out of nowhere. You had no idea what you had been thinking about.  

“Hey,” You nodded, and then looked back out to the set, watching Chris Evans and Scarlett working together on a scene. “I didn’t know you were supposed to be on set today.” 

“‘m not, but I got bored so though I’d check it out,” he said, crossing his arms in front of him. Robert Downey Jr was intimidating, not because he was tough or scary, but because of his long career, and how he managed to recover from some pretty drastic dips. “You seem a little glum, chum.” 

“No, I’m just ... tired,” you said. It felt like a flimsy excuse, but you didn’t have one that felt better. It must have sounded weak as well, because Robert took off his sunglasses in a very Tony fashion and slipped them into his front pocket.  

“Just tired?” He asked. “You coming down with the flu or something?” 

“That could be it,” You nodded, clutching onto that idea. Maybe you had just gotten sick. Maybe there was a bug going around. There was always some kind of bug going around. It would explain your increase in listless behavior. You weren’t always the most active person, but you had been able to keep up with Marvel’s standards for their actors, but now that you were finding it harder, the flu made perfect sense. “Yeah, I think it’s just the flu. Better not get too close, huh?” 

“I’m not worried, I get my shot every year,” Robert said, casually. “You know - you could come to one of us if something is wrong, right?” 

It almost felt like an accusation of sorts. Like he could see right through you. See something that you were having trouble seeing in yourself.  

“Yeah, of course, you’re like - the best mentor ever,” You nodded, forcing on another smile. Just the flu, nothing was seriously wrong, it’s not like you could be ... depressed or anything. You didn’t have time to be depressed. You weren’t in the right business to be depressed.  

Your name was being called by the director, so you stood up quickly. “Gotta go. Good talk.” 

“Yeah, good talk,” Robert said, watching your back as you walked away. He saw something in you that he saw in himself, saw the beginning of something that he had struggled through for a lot of his adult life. And he didn’t want to see you struggle through it, at least not alone. He was going to be keeping an eye on you - two if he could spare them. 

-- 

It felt like the longest month of your life. It just dragged on, and on. There were at least four times that you had almost quit the movie. Where you brought up your manager’s number on your phone and almost pressed dial because you wanted out of your contract. It didn’t matter how much money you would owe the studio, or that you would be blackballed in Hollywood. Nothing felt like it mattered anymore. Your gaming system and laptop were collecting dust, literally, you had drawn a sad face on the system in the dust. You didn’t go out with the rest of the cast anymore, claiming other plans or that you weren’t feeling well, and spent the time in your trailer alone, with the lights off. Not because you were hiding but because you didn’t care to turn them on. You’d just be turning them off when you went to sleep so what was the point? You woke up, you dragged yourself out of bed, you went to set, and then you went back to your trailer and back into bed. You’d doom scroll through social media but not interact with anything.  

You went through the horrors of the world like you were trying to prove something. Or use it as a reason to be the way that you were being. The world was a crazy, unhappy place, so of course you were unhappy. Of course, you were falling into a depression - which was something that you could no longer deny. This wasn’t a few bad days, or the flu, or just feeling uneasy. This was full on, falling through the cracks, feeling worthless, depression.  

You didn’t deserve to be here. You weren’t putting in the work that you should be, which made you anxious about your performance, which made you feel even worse. You felt like you were just an imposter among all of these stars, you didn’t earn your place among them. It should be someone else here. A star like - Jenna Ortega, or Noah Schnapp, would fit in here better than you could. You were messing up your lines, having to have someone feed them to you through a small earpiece that couldn’t be seen on camera. You were given warnings by the director to shape up. You didn’t even cry when you were given that criticism. You didn’t get mad, you didn’t feel proud that he cared enough about you to want you to do better, you just felt numb to it, and returned to your bed like you did time and time again.  

It was after you spent an entire weekend in your bed, not showering, only eating what you could grab quickly and bring back to the bed, which was all the unhealthy stuff, not even changing your pajamas once, that you admitted that you had a problem. That you were forced to deal with the cold reality that - you weren’t coming down with the flu, but that this could seriously be depression. You couldn’t live in the denial of it anymore. 

You knew you should call your parents. Maybe your manager. Maybe even your family doctor to get a referral to a therapist or something along those lines. But there was only one person that you could think of talking to. 

You forced yourself into a shower, found some clothes that smelled relatively clean and didn’t have any stains on them, and put your shoes on for the first time in days. The sun was shining, and you had to admit that it felt kind of nice on your skin after so long. The crew were running around, getting things prepared for today’s shoot, which you didn’t have any part of. A free day, at least for now.  

You walked past a couple of the trailers, looking for the right one. A sign in the door had his name in big block letters, and you saw that he had drawn a little Iron Man underneath it. It wasn’t very well done but it was recognizable. You knocked on the door and then put your hands in your pockets, looking around to see if anyone was noticing you lingering outside. 

The door opened and Robert poked his head out. His cool expression warmed up when he saw you standing there. “What’s up kid?” 

You looked at him and you tried to think of exactly how you were going to say this. He already knew the meaning behind you coming to his door. But - he was still going to make you say it. You just had to say it. 

“I think - I have a problem, Robert,” You admitted. It was the first time that you said it out loud. Your first outside admission that something was wrong. You were putting it out into the universe because that’s the only way that you could get any sort of help.  

“I thought so,” Robert said, stepping out of his trailer. “Come with me.” 

-- 

He didn’t take you straight to a therapist or to the hospital or anything else that you had fared he was going to do. Instead, he took you to a small ice cream parlor near the studio. He bought you a sundae, loaded with all of your favorite toppings, even if you didn’t necessarily feel like eating something sweet right now. You didn’t feel like you deserved the treat. 

“Go on,” Robert urged, digging into his own with a plastic spoon. “You admitted you have a problem. That’s step number one, you deserve it.” 

It was like he could read your mind. He knew exactly what you were thinking and why you weren’t eating. So, you picked up the spoon and you dug it into the mess of ice cream and toppings and sauces and took out a large scoop and put it into your mouth. The sweetness ... actually tasted sweet. It didn’t taste like ashes on your tongue like a lot of food does these days. Eagerly, you went for a second scoop, and Robert was looking at you like you were a child of his that he was proud of.  

“I - I don’t know if it’s depression exactly. I’ve never really been depressed before,” You admitted, stirring your ice cream to make it a little softer, a little easier to eat. “As far as I know, it doesn’t run in my family. And ... it’s not like ... I feel sad or anything. I don’t cry...” 

“Depression isn’t just about feeling sad. Everyone feels sad,” Robert said, taking a bite of his own. “It sucks the life right out of you. It makes you lose your spark. Your passion. Any pleasure that you have in life, it just ... takes it away.” 

“That ... is how I’ve been feeling,” you said with a small nod. “I know it’s ridiculous, like, I’ve got my dream role and -” 

“It doesn't matter, kid,” Robert said, kindly. “You could be the happiest, richest person on the planet, and you can still get depressed. It’s not about deserving it. It’s just something that unfortunately happens.” 

You kept stirring your ice cream rather than eating it, watching the toppings drown under the melting cream. It was hard to take in that this was something that was actually happening to you. It was like a car crash in a way. It happened to other people. It was never supposed to happen to you. 

“So, what do I do?” You asked, slumping back. “Because I can’t ... I can’t be this way. It’s exhausting. I’m forgetting my lines, I can’t concentrate, I keep fucking up scenes and I feel like everyone is mad at me -” 

“No one is mad at you,” Robert said, pointing his spoon in your direction. “Everyone is worried about you. I think we all had it figured out before you did. Did you know that Evans has social anxiety? He works on it every day. He’d be another good person to talk to about all of this stuff. It’s different from depression but ... it has some of the same struggles.” 

“I’ll try to remember that” You mumbled. “So really, what do I do? How can I... get over this?” You plead. You put all of your trust in Robert here. He’d become a leading figure in your life since you joined the MCU.  

“It’s a disease,” Robert said, sadly. “It’s not something where you just take two pills and you’re done. There are medications that’ll help you out, but they take a little while work, and sometimes, you have to go through a couple of different ones to find out what works for you. Though what I’d recommend is therapy.” 

“Therapy?” You ask, eyebrows furrowed together. “I don’t even know what I’d say. I don’t have some ... deep childhood trauma that I can just point my fingers to. I don’t even ... know how to explain how I feel.” 

“You did a good enough job with me,” Robert pointed out.  

“That’s because I know you. I’m comfortable with you. And you knew what it was before I did...” 

“Why don’t I give you the name and number of the therapist I’ve been seeing for years. They’re really good,” Robert said, taking off his sunglasses and making straight up eye contact with you. “Or - they can help you find someone who fits you best. That’s important. You have to feel comfortable talking to them. There’s no shame in trying to find the one for you.” 

You groaned and put your head down on the table, the metal feeling cold against your forehead. You were hoping it was going to be easier than that. That it could just be like antibiotics, take two a day and scare the depression away. But of course, nothing was ever going to come that easy in this life. You were going to have to work for it. Just like how you worked hard for everything else that you achieved.  

“It’s going to be a trek,” Robert said, clicking his tongue, spooning up more of his ice cream. “But I think you can handle it. You took that first step, now you just have to make a phone call.” 

He took a card out of his wallet, and he slid it across the table to you. A professional business card, the name and number of a therapist. You just looked at it from your position on the table, your head turned onto its side now. “Do I have to do it right now?”  

“You don’t have to do anything,” Robert shrugged. “It’s up to you when you’re ready.” 

You sighed again. You missed the days when your parents used to make the phone calls. Used to schedule your appointments for you. Made sure that you got there on time. That was one of the annoying parts of being an adult. You had to do it yourself now. 

You raised your head and read the card again. The name of the doctor in a neat, no-nonsense font. You took another spoonful of your ice cream, took your phone out of your pocket, and started to dial the number, looking at Robert the whole time who gave you a thumbs up. It was going to be a rough road but - at least you could honestly say that you were not alone. That helped more than anyone could ever understand. 

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Lazy Sunday morning

Pairing | Boyfriend!Robert Downey Jr. x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

Word count | 1K

Summary | Sunday mornings with your boyfriend and two cats are always something you look forward to after a long, hard week at work. From lots of cuddles to a delicious breakfast, Robert always makes you feel special, and you happily relax and allow yourself to be pampered by all three.

Rating | Teen (T)

Warning(s) | Established relationship ~ boyfriend/girlfriend, use of nickname ~ Gorgeous, unspecified age gap.

A/n | I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for bringing the fact that Robert owns two of the most adorable cats to my attention; it has only made me love him more, in all honesty! I hope you will enjoy my post-midnight thoughts and ramblings, and I cannot thank you enough for proofreading this! Você é um anjo e eu te amo 🩵

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You look forward to Sunday mornings every week because being a lawyer representing celebrities during all sorts of cases is challenging. It's not that you don't love it, because you do, but you also need some time to yourself, and you have each Sunday entirely to yourself, and you often spend it with your boyfriend, Robert.

The two of you recently moved in together, and it's good that both of your cats - Montgomery and D'Artagnan - also get along. Montgomery has been with you since he was a little kitten, and D'Artagnan was adopted by Robert later in life.

Ever since you started to spend more and more time at Robert's house, your cat has come with you each time, slowly adjusting to his new house. Robert has fallen head over heels in love with your little black devil, and you haven't left since.

However, your first matter on Sunday morning is not your cats but your alone time with your boyfriend. These moments alone are more and more spread out lately, so you exchange many small kisses, soft touches, and sweet words.

''Mornin' Gorgeous,'' Roberts says with his gravelly morning voice against your neck as he gently pulls you against his chest. You two are only separated by the shirt you're wearing, which is three or four sizes too big, seeing that it's Robert's shirt.

''Good morning,'' you say with a soft giggle as Roberts's long fingers softly massage your belly, and you enjoy the soft kisses on your neck, along with the scruff tickling where he places them.

''I can never get enough of waking up next to you on these glorious Sunday mornings. They're the highlight of my week, you know that?'' he asks you, and you confirm that you feel the same way.

''Same; I honestly don't think I want to leave the bed today,'' you tell him before turning around in his hold, now facing him. You kiss his nose before he captures your lips, molding them with yours and ultimately taking your breath away.

Your hand glides over his chest, enjoying his chest hair, and as you slide lower with your nails, you feel every ridge of his muscle flex at the feeling of your touch.

''Hey, stop tickling me, or you won't be making it out of bed today,'' he jokes, and after one more kiss, he lets his hand wander from your thigh under the back of his shirt, cupping one of your butt cheeks and squeezing playfully.

Your hand eventually finds it’s home in his hair, letting your fingers glide through the strands as you look into each other's eyes.

''I can't wait to call you my wife one day, Gorgeous. You will make a beautiful bride and a gorgeous wife as well. And not to mention, when you're pregnant and carrying my baby, you'll be the hottest baby mama this earth has ever seen!'' he tells you with a big smile. Starting a family has always been one of his biggest dreams, and ever since he met you, he has been dreaming of doing just that.

''I want that too, Robert. Growing old with you, our boys, and future kids? There's nothing else I could ever wish for,'' you tell him, and even though he's quite a few years older than you are, this has never been an issue for either of you. You love each other, and being with him is like a dream.

The two of you stay like this for thirty minutes, whispering sweet words, letting your hands wander and your lips touch every inch of skin you can reach. Until one of your boys finally wants some attention, he isn't afraid to let you know.

After a fourth loud meow from Montgomery, Robert gets up, and you can't help but sneak a peek at your boyfriend as he walks over to the bedroom door. His light grey, tight sweatpants are hanging low on his hips, the curves of his butt and bulge perfectly visible, and his happy trail, muscled abs, and broad chest and shoulders are on full display.

''I can feel you staring, Gorgeous. I would say you should stop, but you know I like it too much when you look at me like that,'' he jokes before opening the door, a deep blush covering your cheeks as you've been caught ogling him.

When the bedroom door swings open, your cats sprint into the room and onto the bed, ready for attention and cuddling. Montgomery is curled up on your belly, enjoying his head scratches while purring loudly in contentment. D'Artagnan is stretched on your side, enjoying your company, while Robert finds his place on your other side, making the cuddle fest complete.

''I don't think I will ever get enough of this,'' you tell him, and Robert wholeheartedly agrees. His arm is draped over you to scratch D'Artagnan, too, giving everyone as much physical attention as possible.

It isn't until your stomach starts to rumble loudly that you finally decide to move out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen, where the cats enjoy their breakfast while you're enjoying looking at Robert as he prepares pancakes.

The muscles on his back flex and relax now and again, and you can't get enough of looking at his broad shoulders, wanting to do nothing more than scratch them as he makes you fall apart, but for now, you'll happily settle for waiting on breakfast.

''Here you go, Gorgeous; when these are gone, we can spend the entire day on the couch. How does that sound?''

''Like the perfect Sunday,'' you tell him, and after one last kiss, you eat your pancakes, savoring every last bite. You will never forget moments like these, and you secretly let your mind wander to what it would be like with a little one or two running around, too.

''A penny for your thoughts?'' Robert asks as he sits beside you, and you smile at him as he looks at you expectantly. Little does he know what you're thinking of, though, at the same time, you don't have a single clue he is about to go on the hunt for the perfect engagement ring, wanting to savor these moments for the rest of his life.

''I love you, Robert.'' ''And I love you more, Gorgeous.''

[lovers-in-japan-reign-of-love]

Hi! I’ve recently joined tumblr and I love your writing. Do you think you could do one where fem!teen!reader has a father-daughter dance but she doesn’t have a father/doesn’t have a good relationship with him and someone like rdj finds out and takes her instead? If not it’s okay.

Notes: I’d like to thank @deadlymistletoe for the request! I hope you enjoy it.

I don’t own any of the gifs/pictures used.

Warnings: Poor relationship with father, some angst, some comfort, spelling/grammatical errors, very bad writing 🤷‍♂️, anything else I failed to mention

Word Count: 590 (give or take)

Masterlist: Click Here & Here

You don’t have a really good relationship with your father

He’s been in and out of your life for as long as you can remember

You’ve gone through every possible emotion when it comes to your father’s unreliable nature, now you’re in a mixture of numbness, exhaustion and disappointment

You’re in high school now, and it’s been roughly two and a half years since you last heard from him

It’s not uncommon for him to disappear for extended periods of time, but this has to be the longest

You don’t really care at this point

Getting all worked up over it won’t make a difference

Then your school announced it’ll be hosting a father daughter dance

Some of your friends expressed interest in it

You played it off like you weren’t interested

But deep down, there were some emotions swirling around

Insecurities on not having a stable father figure in your life

Anger that your father never made time for you

Sadness that maybe you were never enough for him

Feelings you never knew existed until then

Maybe you always knew they existed but you chose to ignore them

Your mother is the first to notice something being off about you

You try to brush it off but you crumble and tell her

She reassures you it’s okay and tries to make you feel better; it doesn’t really work

So you try to distract yourself

If you can make it through the week until the stupid dance blows over, then you’ll be fine

You put even more time into studying and homework

You rehearsed your lines over and over for the upcoming movie you’re in

You even called your costars to see if they’d be interested in helping

Robert agreed without hesitation

He was the only one available at the moment so it worked out

It didn’t take him long to realize something was up with you

He waited until you would tell him, but you didn’t

So he asked and you tried brushing it off

And he gave you a look, and you nearly caved

And he kept giving you the look, so you did

You explained the situation and went off about how it was ridiculous to feel that way about your school’s father daughter dance, but there was that unresolved something deep inside you that wouldn’t leave you alone and you half expected it to go away once the dance passed and by the time you finished explaining you were out of breath

Robert didn’t say anything

After a minute you felt a little nervous

After three, you felt self conscious

After nearly five minutes you felt you’d crossed some kind of line by telling him all that

Then he asks something that made you sputter in an attempt to respond for a good thirty seconds

“Why don’t I go with you?”

You told him it wasn’t necessary, that it was some stupid school dance and that you didn’t want him to feel obligated over something like that

“…you’ve got your own family, I don’t want to take you away from them.”

Robert shrugged, “I’ll talk to Susan about it. It’s not a big deal trust me.”

You felt guilt wash over you

Why’d you tell him about this? Now he’s asking to go with you out of pity

You refused to look at him

“Y/N, if you don’t want to go, that’s fine, but my offer still stands.” Robert’s voice is comforting but you only shrug in response. “Wanna get back to rehearsing?”

You nodded

[rae-is-typing]

I love the headcanons format!!! So I was wondering if you had any lost but not forgotten headcanons. Like random quirks that the reader has cause she was raised in the pnw (also pnw whores unite lololol)

PNW WHORES UNITE LMAOOOOO my people have found me

Quirks the reader has in LBNF because she is from the PNW (pacific northwest)

Flannels

All the time

No matter the weather

same with grayscale clothes and doc martens

Also iced coffee

Is it winter?

Yes

Is the reader still drinking an iced vanilla latte?

Absolutely

In general, you don't vibe with beaches thanks to trauma, but if you ever do go to the beach, you always dress like it's fucking november lmao

Your family is like ????

What is this child doing?

Why is she wearing a sweater, a flannel, and a huge jean jacket on top of it?????

And you're like

It's gonna be cold, duh

You know all of the local coffee places and get mildly annoyed if there aren't any near RDJ's or Debbie's place

You don't wear helmets when you go biking

Yes, this did give your parental units heart attacks

You may or may not have cried when you learned that the closest Dutch Bros was hundreds of miles away

You loooove the outdoors and hiking, which excites RDJ cause father-daughter bonding on the trails

Then you basically out-hiked him LMAO

he was unhappy

especially when you told him "Keep up old man, we don't have all day"

Indio jokes about you hating the sun

Cause it rained all the fucking time on the island

He bought you SPF 100 one time

You are the designated barista of the family

You just make the best coffee because, duh, PNW culture is having an absurd amount of coffee just everywhere

TRUE

CRIME

TRUE CRIME LMAO

once you feel like you can joke about your trauma, you always say that it was jason and emilia's fault for raising you in washington

like if they didn't want you to solve it then why did they raise you in the pacific northwest

dummies

they don't find it funny lmao

ashlynn does though

she laughed her ass of when you first made that quip

true crime documentaries all the time

you even watch your own and laugh at the mistakes

you and ashlynn make a plan to do a tell-all series on social media once litigation is over and your family says its okay

420 jokes

even if you don't do the weed

just

all the time

"dad i need a blunt"

"N/N I SWEAR TO GOD-"

"nvm i think you need the blunt"

the seattle road rage is also very real

you also know how to mind your goddamn business

(its a huge thing to just never acknowledge people beyond a polite nod unless you know someone... at least in my area lol)

These are all off the top of my head, so let me know if i'm missing anything hahaha i loved this

[afictionaladventure16]

k so what about an rdj x teen daughter or something along those lines, and she doesn’t want/is self conscious about him coming to her school play bc he’s so good, and what if i let him down or something like that?? i love your writing and i just thought you would do great with this prompt

I’m Trying To Make You Proud (Robert Downey Jr x Daughter!Reader)

A/N: I may have changed it up a bit… anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic! Sorry, it took so long! 

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Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1,920

Robert had was notified through a letter about your grades, he was concerned about it and even though Susan said she’d go for him, he refused to just sit at home about this. So, there he was. Sitting at the principal’s office, feeling as if he was a teen again, waiting to be scolded for no reason. Okay, maybe for some particular reason, but this time it felt like for no reason. He tried his best to remind himself that he wasn’t there for himself but for you and no matter the outcome of the meeting he was going to try his hardest to help you through whatever you were struggling with at school. 

“Mr. Downey!” He heard your principal say. 

Robert quickly stood up, shaking your principal’s hand, “please call me, Robert.” 

The principal smiled before taking a seat behind his desk, “Robert,” he repeated, Robert regretted having the principal call him by his first name because now it sure did feel like he was going to get in trouble. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I asked you to come to speak with me today.” 

Robert chuckled, “yes, and all this waiting has made me feel like I am a teen again, I hope I’m not getting detention for the spitballs I did in class,” Robert said causing the principal to laugh. 

“No, no, as a matter of fact, I think this meeting is quite pointless. I could’ve just told you over the phone that your daughter is exceeding in her classes. Especially with all her after-school programs,” the principal said as he viewed your transcripts, “she’s an amazing student, Robert.” 

Robert smiled proudly, “well, she does tend to take after me… in some ways.” 

“That she does! You must have been so proud when you heard she got the leading role in the school play,” 

Robert looked at the principal confused, “I’m sorry?” 

“Y/N, you’re daughter, you must’ve been proud when you heard she got the leading role in the school play, were you not?” 

Robert didn’t know what was going on but he put on a face, smiling at the principal, “extremely proud!” 

The principal smiled, “I’ll expect to you see you on opening night tomorrow?” 

Robert chuckled, “you know it! And every other night they will be performing too!” 

The principal laughed, “now that’s the kind of support I love to see from a parent, again I am so deeply sorry that you had to come all this way for something that could’ve been done over the phone.” 

“It’s fine,” Robert said as he got up from his seat. “I’ll see you tomorrow at opening night then,” he said as he shook the man’s hand before leaving the room. 

~ 

Robert walked into his house, quite expecting his two youngest kids to come running up to him but once he was greeted with nothing he remembered that they were at a friends house for the afternoon. His mind wandered back to what the principal had mentioned. 

“Robert? Is that you?” He heard his wife, Susan, call out from the living room. 

“Yeah,” he said softly as he walked into the living room. 

“How’d it go?” she asked as she watched Robert sit down on the couch beside her. She closed the book she had been reading to give Robert her full attention. 

“Did you know that Y/N got the lead role in a play?” 

“What?” She asked in awe, “well, that’s amazing!” 

“Opening night is tomorrow.” 

“Wait, what?” 

“Exactly,” Robert said softly, “she didn’t tell us about it.” 

“Well, maybe there was a good reason?” 

Robert shook his head, “what good reason could there be to not tell your own parents about getting the lead in a play?” Susan stayed silent, “exactly, there’s not.” Robert got up from the couch, “is she home?” 

“She’s in her room,” Susan said softly, “go easy on her, Robert.” 

Robert sighed before leaving the living room, he made his way down the hall. He softly knocked on your door, “come in!” he heard you say from the other side of the door. 

He slowly opened the door, taking in the view of you sitting at your desk, doing your homework. His mind couldn’t wrap around the idea that you wouldn’t tell him about the play. He wondered why you would do such a thing, was he not supportive enough? Were you afraid of his reaction? “Hey!” You said as you noticed your dad standing in your room, “what’s up?” you placed your pen down to give your full attention to him. 

“Uh- I-I was wondering if you were busy tomorrow night,” Robert lied, “maybe we can have a father-daughter date. We can go to Olive Garden?” He asked with a suggestive wink. 

You immediately froze at the mention of tomorrow night, “uh- I c-can’t,” your mind raced to find something to lie about, “study group! I have a study group tomorrow night! I was gonna ask you today if it was okay with you if I went to a friends house for a study group.” 

Robert’s heart shattered, you were lying to him straight to his face, “Why not have it here? Our house is pretty spacious.” 

“Uh- because my friend’s parents are very conservative and they don’t really let them go over friends houses,” you were pretty impressed with your lie. 

Robert hummed in response, “well, next time, right?” he said with a small smile. 

You nod, “yeah!”

 Robert walked over and placed a small kiss on your forehead, “I’m proud of you, hon,” he said softly, Robert was proud of you. Not just because you were doing so well in school but also because you were doing so well in the arts. In something that he had been so worried, you might feel pressured to achieve because of his status. He never wanted you to do something just because of him, he always wanted you to just follow your dreams even if it meant taking a different route than he did. 

Before you could even respond your dad was already gone, you had felt so bad for lying to him and you so wanted to tell him about the play but you just couldn’t. You weren’t as good as him and you felt like you would only be a disappointment if he saw the play. 

Robert walked back into the living room, “how’d it go?” Susan asked as he sat back down beside her. 

“She lied to me,” he said in a surprised manner, he let out a dry chuckle, “straight to my face. She lied to me straight to my face when I asked her if she wanted to hang out tomorrow night, Susan.” 

Susan placed a comforting hand on her husband’s shoulder, “maybe you should surprise her by going to the play,” she suggested, “just yourself.” 

“Just me?”

She nods, “it’s obvious you need to go by yourself, babe, we’ll go all together as a family the next day, but you need to go and show your support.” Robert was right, if he was going to do this he had to do this by himself. So that way you could feel liberated to speak to him. 

The scene of the opening night made you feel jitters. Your drama teacher was running around trying to make some final adjustments, but the sounds of everyone talking so loudly made you feel so overwhelmed. You fumbled with your thumbs as you recited your lines to yourself. Regret started to settle in your stomach, all you wanted to do was to run to your father’s arms for comfort. You wanted him there beside you to ease the nerves that were going through your mind. 

“Curtains up in five minutes!” Someone yelled. 

“Are you ready, Y/N?” Your drama teacher asked as she looked over your costume one more time. Your scene wasn’t until a couple of scenes in. You were cast as Cosette so that meant you had to wear a blonde wig. You gave your drama teacher a nod before they wandered off to make sure other students costumes were correct. 

Robert sat where he knew you couldn’t see him, he watched in amazement throughout the whole show. Amazed by the amount of talent your fellow students had. When you showed up for your scene, Robert smiled, but it wasn’t until you started singing In My Life that Robert began to feel moved to tears. He sat there watching as you put emotion to the words you sang, he heard sniffling around him. You had brought others to tears. 

Once the show was finished, Robert made his way backstage, trying his best not to get recognized. He noticed a paper on one of the dressing rooms, with your name on it. He knocked softly, “come in!” he heard your voice say. He sighed as he opened the door, you hadn’t taken notice of him as you were too busy trying to take the makeup off your skin. 

“That was a pretty amazing performance, kiddo.” 

The sound of your dads’ voice startled you, you quickly stopped everything you were doing to turn around to face him, “dad.” 

“I was pretty hurt that you didn’t tell me about the play,” he said as he closed the door behind him.

“I wanted to tell you,” you said softly. 

“Then why didn’t you?” 

You sighed as you finished taking off your makeup, discarding the wipe, “because I was afraid of what you might say because I’m not as good as you.” 

“Not as good,” He scoffed, “Y/N, honey,” he walked over to you, pulling you into an embrace, “I never want you to feel afraid to tell me these sorts of things, I’m sorry if I ever did something to make you feel that way.” He let go of the embrace, placing his hands on your face so you would look at him, “I was so impressed by your performance if anything I think you’re better at acting than I am.” 

“So, you don’t think I’m a horrible actress?” 

He chuckled, “you’re an amazing actress, Y/N.” he sighed, “I just want to support you in everything you do and I can’t do that if you’re keeping secrets from me, honey.” He couldn’t help but smile at the memory of your performance, “ugh, I am so fucking proud of you!” 

You smiled and hugged him again, “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you.” 

He kissed the top of your head, “it’s okay,” he sighed. 

“I wish mom was here to see it,” you mumbled. 

“What are you talking about? We’re all going to come tomorrow to see the play.” 

“Wait, you wouldn’t mind seeing it again?” 

He smirked, “I bought tickets for all showings,” he said, “I also may or may have not told some friends who are now set on coming to see you perform.” 

Your eyes widen, “who?!” 

“Scarlett, Chris, Sebastian, Other Chris, Mark… Hey, you hungry?” He asked trying to change the subject. 

“Dad! That’s too much pressure!” you exclaimed.

“You’ll do great! I believe in you!” He placed an arm around you, “but seriously, I’m starving.” You rolled your eyes as you followed your dad out of your dressing room. You felt bad for not telling him sooner, but now you were dead set on telling him about all your acting choices. Your dad is Robert Downey Jr. for christ sakes, of course, you were going to have amazing theatre skills, you took after him after all.

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Can you pick me up? (Request)

Tony stark x teen! Reader

Request description: Request: could you do something with tony x teen! reader, where reader was supposed to be picked up from somewhere (school, sports game, idk) but their parent bails and they call tony instead. maybe he brings their favourite food and they listen to dad rock on the way home. if not thats cool too :)

Requested by: anonymous

Warnings: parental issues, mention of getting drunk & mention of feeling sick

(A/n): I’m sorry I’ve been gone! I hope u guys like this and I cant promise to be better but I will promise to try. Love u all and I’ll try to get to work on these requests. I didn’t proof read so if there’s a ton of fuck ups that’s why. I love u guys goodbye

You sit on the steps outside of your school's front doors, shivering as you’d been waiting in the freezing cold weather for the past 45 minutes for your mother to pick you up. But alas, there you sit.

You click on her contact again for the hundredth time scrolling up to see all the texts you’d sent her tonight and all the missed calls she’d just brushed off. You know nothings wrong because this is something she does all the time. Most days she just loses all care about you and you’re left in the dust.

You feel a frustration tear roll down your cheek and you quickly reach up to brush it away. She doesn’t deserve your time, she doesn’t deserve your care. But it just sucks that you have to be left alone to deal with it yourself.

You would’ve gone home with one of your friends if you’d known your mother was going to ghost you again. And you feel so stupid for not knowing she was going to do this. She always does.

Your school dance ended almost an hour and a half ago. You had waited longer than that before for your mother, and you would still wait longer now if you knew she was coming, but you know she’s not coming at this point, so once again you’re left to your own devices to figure that out for yourself.

You finally work up the courage to walk back into the school to see if any teachers are left and someone could maybe drive you home, but once you go to reach for the handles and pull on them, it immediately becomes clear that they were locked, and they had been for a while.

You sigh heavily and hang your head, resting your face on your hands. You rub your face and take a few steps backwards to sit down on the steps again. You pull out your phone half hoping to see your mothers name come up texting you that she’s on her way. But of course, your screen is void of notifications.

There’s only one person you can think of, and you hate that he’s probably the only option. You scroll for a second before tapping on his number and calling him. You start to lose hope as the phone rings more than once, thinking about how many times you’ve heard the ringing tonight while calling your mother. But he picks up after a few rings, “hey kid, what’s up?” He asks.

You take a shaky breath before responding, “hi, Tony. I’m sorry to bother you, are you busy?” You shiver again and run your hand down your knee, feeling the goosebumps that line your skin. “Nope, don’t worry. What’s up with you, why'd you call me?” Tony shakes his head from where he’s sitting in his lab as if you can see him.

“I-If you can't help that’s fine, and I’m sorry I have to ask, but I’m stuck at school and my mom won’t answer her phone. I’m really sorry, but could you pick me up?” You ramble on, feeling terrible and selfish. Your stomach hurts, but you can’t tell if it’s because of the fact that you haven’t eaten all night, or if it’s the guilty feeling that makes you feel sick. You get that when you have to ask people to help you.

When Tony doesn’t answer immediately you bite your lip and brace yourself for not only the rejection you’ll get from Tony, but also for the walk home in this weather.

You hear a door on Tony’s end close and his keys rattle. “I’m already on my way, kid. You're just at your high school, right?” He says as you hear his car start. “Yes, sir. Thank you so much.” You beamed, because you can’t help but smile out of relief.

He Hums in reply, “do you need me to bring you anything?” He asks. Out of habit and not wanting to burden him further you immediately answer, “no thank you, I’m just fine.” And you accidentally cut him off from replying, “Actually, I’m a little cold, I was wondering if you could bring me a blanket or something.” You sniffle, you know Tony won’t like that.

“Yep, will do. I’ll be there in ten minutes. Hang in there, y/n.” He answered. You hang up the phone and shut it off. For those few minutes you were talking to him you completely forgot about your mother. And you feel upset all over again when you remember she forgot about you entirely. You wish you didn’t have to reap the consequences of her bad behavior because she wanted to get drunk and do her own thing. You wished she didn’t embarrass you every day, most days multiple times.

A few minutes go by before you hear the roaring of Tony’s expensive car engine down the road. You look up from your phone and a few seconds later he’s in front of your school. You stand up and lightly smile towards Tony’s car, even though you can’t see him because his windows are tinted. You open the door to the passenger's seat and duck into the car, shutting the door and turning your gaze towards Tony.

He stares at you for a few seconds knowingly. You tried not to make it obvious that something was bothering you but he could tell. You fear if you stare into his eyes for any longer you could break, so you reach to the other side of your seat to buckle your seatbelt silently. Your hands linger motionlessly for a couple of seconds before looking up at him again.

“You okay?” He questions you, you nod quickly and fake a smile. “It was a fun night. One of my friends got shit faced and had to be taken home like thirty minutes into the dance.” You laugh, trying to change the atmosphere of the car. Tony smiles, catching the vibe you’re trying to give off, and starts to drive down the road. You grab the blanket from the backseat and lay it over your legs.

“Thanks again.” You look out the window at the lights passing by quickly. “Of course, kid. Anything you need.” He says, making you feel comfortable. You tilt your head back til it rests on the headrest. Tony turns the heat up for you, and you smile at him in thankfulness.

“Are you hungry?” Tony asks, you shake your head, knowing you’ll just eat when you get home. God forbid Tony has to spend money on you. But to your dismay, your stomach growls just after you told Tony you’re not hungry. You didn’t mean to be ignoring your hunger, you just wanted to get home so you could be alone and soothe yourself since you knew no one else would.

“You sure?” He eyes you from the driver's seat. “I guess I could eat, but I’m not dying of hunger. I’ll be fine” you assure him. He nods, before abruptly turning the car into a Burger King drive through. “Tony, it’s fine I swear.” You look at him. He nods, “I'm hungry, kid. Can I eat?”

You smile and chuckle lightly. He pulls up to the drive through window. “Two cheeseburgers please.” He orders. Within the minute you have the bag with your food. He hands you one of the two cheeseburgers and parks in the parking lot. “Thank you.” You take it from his hand and smile.

He unwraps his burger and you do the same. You two sit silently eating for a minute.

“Your mom bailed on you again?” He looked at you. You sigh, you hate how often this happens. And how everyone seems to expect her behavior besides you. Everyone seems to know not to trust her again, and doesn’t give her another chance, besides you. You always forgive her and most times you forget about it. Out of all people, you deserve to hate her, right? So why don’t you?

You just nod. You’re not in the mood to defend her like you always do, but you just don’t want to talk about it. Tony understands how you feel. He usually makes you talk to him, so if anyone were to know what you were feeling, it would be him. But he lets you off the hook for today.

“Next time you have an event you need a ride to or from, let me know, alright?” He takes another bite of his burger. You nod, “thank you Tony.” Is all you say.

“And do you still have practice on Thursday? Do you need a ride?” He asks. You turn your head to him, smiling. You’re surprised he remembered your schedule. You had to remind your mother of it several times a week and she still always forgot. “I do.” You reply. “Alright, then I’ll see you on Thursday.” He says. You look out your window and smile. It’s nice to have someone who looks out for you and treats you like they care. You wish your mother could even fake it for you. But at least you have Tony.

Once you two finish eating, he turns the radio on and his 80s playlist starts shuffling. He turns the volume up all the way and rolls all the windows in the car down. “Tony.” You whine and put your face in your palm, and he belts the chorus out in response.

Halfway back to your house, Tony turns the music down. “It’s pretty late, and last time I had to drop you off at your house, your door was locked and we had to wait a while. Do you wanna sleep at the tower?” He asks.

You act like you’re thinking about it but the second he offered you’d already decided yes.”if that’s okay.” You respond. He nods and turns the radio back up all the way. You sigh while smiling and look out the window as your hair gets messed up from the aggressive wind.

Once the two of you get back to the tower you go to the room Tony has already set up for you. You've used it a few times in the past and you feel more at home in that room than you do in your entire house. Just like how you feel more comfortable and more like yourself around Tony than you do with your own mother.

You change into a pair of pajamas he’d washed and folded and kept in your room for nights like this, “have you seen those pajamas I left here last time I stayed over?” You’d asked him, thinking he threw them out or shoved them somewhere to hand to you next time he saw you. “They’re in your dresser.” He answered as if it was nothing. And really, It wasn’t that important. But to you it meant everything.

When you were pulling your blankets down and unmaking your bed to get into it, he knocked on your door. You told him to come in and he opened it, just to say goodnight to you. That gesture alone made you feel so important and loved. You walked over to where he was standing at the door and hugged him. He stood stiff for a moment before hugging you back. “Thank you for everything, Tony.” You said, hiding the tears that were finally coming out of your eyes.

“I love you, kid.” He replied. And you sniffled. “I love you.”

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You are so Strong

REQUEST: Hi Emma, would you mind writing a piece about fem reader who was sexually assaulted (doesn't have to be written in detail) who comes running to her trailer and all/some of the civil war cast are there (focusing on the male cast members maybe Chris H and Robert) and they comfort her from a panic attack and take her to the hospital and maybe a bit about her talking about the situation a few years later on a panel. I know that this isn’t always in everyone's comfort zone so you don't have to do it x

Warning: Sexual Assault, Crying, talk of domestic abuse, mean reporter

Paring: Robert Downey Jr x reader, Chris Hemsworth x Reader

AN: Thanks for being so Patience with this. it was 3 months ago I was asked to write this. I personally never went through something like this so if it is wrong or too fluffy I'm sorry. 

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You Hated the Press

Like every other of your co-stars, you always got bored of being asked the same questions repeatedly. As a young female in the industry, you always got questions about your clothing, Love life, and you were so sick of it. Were there some fun press memories? Yes of course but the majority of them are the same old same old.

For example, right now you were in Hall H promoting Civil War. For the first time in Marvel history, they released a behind-the-scenes video before the movie was released. the video consisted of Chris Hemsworth walking around interviewing the cast of Civil War about the movie, and it was shot mockumentary style. Since Chris wasn't in the movie, but he had his own movie being released a week earlier before Civil War, both PR representatives from the respective movie thought it was a great idea to gain press. The video was being played on the screen and the audience was laughing and really enjoying the video. However, you were feeling very uncomfortable because this wasn't a fun day for you. You were trying to hold back the tears in your eyes and were taping your knees to keep your anxiety in check. Robert Downey Jr was sitting next to you and knew why you were anxious. He took your hand and squeezed it, to let you know there he was there for you. 

The video ended and there was a round of applause, you Quickly dry the tears off your eyes and started applauding with the rest of your friends. The interviewer saw you do that and looked at you. “Hey Y/N were those happy tears?” she laughed. Robert Downey Jr gave her a look that basically said don't ask her any more questions. But the interview didn't see it that way. 

“Describe how it was that day on set. I know you've worked with Chris before in a different film, what was it like working with him on the Marvel set?” she asked again, trying to understand why you were crying. You look towards Robert who gave you a squeeze before turning back towards the reporter. 

“It was super fun to have Chris there, but the day wasn't all fun and games. Right before I was interviewed something terrible happened to me and I feel if I stay silent about it does nothing for other victims.” You said into the microphone. “ Just to let those in the audience know I'm going to be talking about sexual assault so if this is too heavy for you go ahead and leave and we'll have something to let you know when you can come back in.”

FLASHBACK 

You were sitting in your trailer waiting for a new costume piece to be delivered when you heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” you said, still scrolling through your phone. The door opened and you saw Chris Hemsworth walking in. “hey sweetheart” he said with a big smile on his. “CHRIS” you shouted as you hugged him. The two of you were in a family comedy where you played his daughter so you were very excited to see him again. 

“ How are you doing sweetheart, how is Life here on the Marvel set?” he asked as he sat down on the couch in your trailer. “It's super fun and I love it so much. I wish you were doing this movie with us” you said as he gave him a side hug again. “yeah but it doesn't make sense plot-wise thought but I'm excited to see it in theaters” Chris said with a smile on his face. 

“So when are you going to interview me,” you asked as you turned to face him. “I'm going to come by After I do Downey’s interview because you have a costume fitting. once that's over I will come and do the interview.” he said. “sounds good.” you said as he stood up and went towards the door. 

“Stay out of trouble until then, got it?” you rolled your eyes at him in a playful manner. “Yeah Chris I got it, I'll see you later,” you said as you waved goodbye to him. Just as he Left he held the door open and this man came into your trailer with a black bag. You haven't seen him before but you assumed he was a new member of the costume crew.

“Hi!” you said as you introduced yourself. “I haven't seen you before. is this your first day?”

“Yeah, my name is Cody.” he held out his hand and you shook it. “Nice to meet you, Cody! thanks so much for your help with this movie it wouldn't be possible without you.”

“I appreciate it,” he said as you went to unzip the bag and pull out your suit for the movie. It was light blue, tight, and had belts and hooks to holster the fake weapons. “so this is just one of the possible costumes we have for the fight scene you're filming in a week. We wanted to see it on you and make necessary adjustments before shooting.”

“That makes sense. Just give me one second, I'm going to head to the bathroom to change into it,” you said as you took the suit very carefully to the other side of your trailer. It's not that you didn't trust Cody, he was just a man that you just met and didn't want to get naked in front of him.

“You don't have to I'm perfectly fine if you change in front of me, I've been doing this for a while,”  he said as he sat down on the couch. That comment made your stomach turn a little bit. It was weird of him to say that. “Understandable Cody however I just met you. the other customers can tell you this, it took me a while to get comfortable in my undergarments around them.” You quickly took your suit and went into the bathroom. You felt a little uncomfortable with him but you just brushed it off.

Once you came out of the bathroom with your suit on, Cody stood up from the couch. “How does it look?” you asked him and you turned around. Cody smiled at you, “You look hot as hell” he said as he scanned your body with his eyes. 

You quickly wrapped your hands around your stomach. “I appreciate that, but don't you think it's a little inappropriate?” you asked as you notice him coming toward you. “I don't think so, I'm a customer and the goal is to make you look good to the audience. So I'm just saying what the audience would say.” it made some sense to you but still made you uncomfy. As he looked more at the suit, you notice a hand graze your butt. “looks like there's some extra fabric here.” he said as he touch the fabric on your butt, pulling it down. you backed away from him quickly.

“Cody, I really don't appreciate you touching me without asking if it was okay. Can you please just take some notes and give them to Jen?”  You said looking at him, a little freaked out. “no can do that, she wants me to do the adjustments and put the pins in were needed now.” He then put the pin in where the bunch of fabric was he's made his way over to your front side.

“can I ask you a question?” Cody asked. You nodded your head. “Do you find me attractive?” he said as he slowly tugged on the fabric that was on your breasts. “Can you please stop, this is really wrong,” you said as he felt him move your hair to expose your neck. 

“We are two very attractive human beings and you're in a tight suit. Getting me a little hard thinking about what I would do to you in this.” Cody was behind you as he rubbed up and down on your hips. You took this advantage and kicked him with the back of your shoe in his area. 

“You BITCH” he yelled and he bent down to recover. You took this opportunity to run out of your trailer towards Downey Village. You remember Chris was there with Downey doing their portion of the interview. 

You rushed into the fake lawn set up and bumped into some camera crew. “Hey we are filming here!” you heard someone shout. Tears were streaming down your face that you hadn't noticed before. You pushed everyone out of the way until you saw the God in front of you and hugged him. Chris and Robert were confused as to where you came from, but they heard your sobs as you clung to Chris. Robert made a cut motion to the crew and they turned off the cameras and left the set, sensing there was a big issue. 

“Hey, hey Y/N. It's okay, you're safe. Do you want to go inside?” he said as you started to move towards one of the trailers. You shook your head as you held onto him tighter. “Okay, let's sit down then, okay? There we go.” Chris sat on the ground with his legs out, giving you room to cuddle into him as he slowly stroked your back. 

The tears were still coming as you felt another hand touch your shoulder. You flinched at the contact before you heard a comforting voice. “Hey sweetheart, it's Robert. Can you open your eyes for me?” You slowly opened them. “There you go, sweetheart.” He then proceeds to do the 5-4-3-2-1 technique with you. (sorry I didn't feel like writing it all out loll)

Once he felt you were calm down, he took your hand and squeezed it. “Do you want some water or something to eat?” he asked quietly. ”water please,” you said. He squeezes your hand again before getting up and going inside his trailer. Chris continue to rub your back and you relaxed a little bit more and more. “Wanna talk about it?” you shook your head. “In a bit, just not know. Still shaken up. I'm sorry for ruining the-”

“Hey, it's okay. You are way more important than some Stupid interview. Anytime you need something you'd come to me okay?” he said as he continues to rub your back. You just nodded your head and leaned into him more. Robert came out with a blanket, a water bottle, and a little piece of candy for you. “I assume you need some cheering up so I got you some stuff.” You took it from his hand. “thank you. I think I can talk about it if that's okay.” They nodded their heads and waited for you to start talking.

 As you tell your story, you notice Robert and Chris getting very frustrated. Not at you, but at Cody for what he's done. And also for production for hiring such a man in the first place. Tears were shed on both sides as you finish telling the story. “I'm so proud of you, thank you for sharing. We're so sorry you had to go through that, but know that we are here and we will always have your back.”

“I appreciate it, but honestly I don't know what I am supposed to do now. I don't want Cody to work with me on the set, but it makes me feel like a bad person..”  Chris quickly grabs your hand and squeezes it, making you look at him. “you are not a bad person, Cody is. Never feel bad for the person that abuses your trust and boundaries. Understand?”

“I understand Chris, thank you. And thank you to Downey, I love you guys so much.”

END FLASHBACK

“So yeah. it was an eventful day but out of it, I got closer to some cast mates, and it made me a stronger person. There are also so many resources and you guys can check out my social media pages where you can donate to shelters that house domestic abuse and sexual assault victims. There are people out there that need help way more than I do. I was lucky that I'm able to pay for the resources to help me through this but there's so many that can't and so the more we can do for others the better.” You finished saying into the microphone.  the audience applauded you for sharing your story. You look to your sides and see your castmates Giving you smiling nods.  You knew that they wanted to hug you at that moment but everyone was still trying to be professional and not overwhelm you. RDJ leaned in to give you a side hug which you returned. “Thank you,”  you whispered into his ear. “Anything for your munchkin.” He said he gave you a kiss on the top of your head.

 You look off stage and you see Chris Hemsworth clapping with the audience. “I'm so proud of you,” you saw him say. You blew him a kiss which he caught in his hands and placed in his heart. 

[labrunereve]

𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

Last updated: 11th January 2022

💯 super great fic║⭐️ chef’s kiss

❆ Fatherly Love by @t-w-i-t-c-h-y

Summary: You didn’t want to get up, so Tony showed you some fatherly love to get you up and running.

❆ Attention by @t-w-i-t-c-h-y

Summary: You are bored, so why not pay a visit to Tony’s lab and bother him?

❆ Little Sick Stark by @captnbarnesrogers

Summary: When you don’t come by your dad’s office one day, Tony wonders where you are only to receive a phone call that answers his question.

❆ Too Kind by @just-dreaming-marvel ⭐️

Summary: You’re smart just like your father, Tony Stark. But too kind for your own good.

❆ Because I Love You by @f-b-a-w-t-f-t 💯

Summary: Reader gets in trouble again, and Tony isn’t happy about it.

❆ Be Careful by @lazydoodlesandfanfic

Summary: Reader is Tony’s teenage daughter who’s dating Peter and is also a really good hacker slash fighter. She went on a mission and got shot.

❆ Count on Me by @avengeultrons 💯

Summary: Reader begins to feel jealous that Tony is always taking Peter out to do things rather than spending quality father/daughter time with them.

❆ Heartbreak by @justabigassnerd ⭐️

Summary: Reader gets her heart broken by a guy. And Tony isn’t going to just sit down and watch his little girl cry over some stupid boy.

[goldensunflowe-r]

Don't mind me while I am manifesting this.

Press-Tour Insta Blurb

Pairing: Mcu cast x fem!teen!reader

FC: Olivia Rodrigo💜

a/n: just a lil something small to get me back into the groove of writing, I missed y’all x

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(y/n)(l/n) Face and nails courtesy of @pleasing and @theoutset 🧚‍♀️✨

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harrystyles a beauty

scarjohansson press tour ready😉

(y/n)fan1 imagine being called ‘a beauty’ by Harry Styles—(y/n)’s winning😩😩

(y/n)fan2 She’s just so beautiful wtf

mcuactorsupdates PRESS TOUR FOR ENDGAME IS STARTING AHHHHHH!!!!!

vancityreynolds you’re so cool

(y/n)scloset IM SO EXCITED FOR YOU

(y/n)fan3 THE OUTFITS IM SO READY

(y/n)scloset you already know I’m gonna try and find them dupes ;)

zendaya the cutest bbygirl♥️

(y/n)fan4 she’s really out here living everyone’s dream, good 4 her honestly

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(y/n)(l/n) press tour dump pt. 1🚮

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(y/n)fan5 CHRIS??????

(y/n)fan6 WHICH ONE???

(y/n)fan5 EVANS😭

scottevansgram thank you for scaring my brother, you’re an angel❤️

(y/n)(l/n) always a pleasure😌

chrisevans I hate you both

chrisevans this is a violation🧍‍♂️

mcufan1 pls Chris knows how to use emojis?😭

(y/n)(l/n) @tomholland2013 and I taught him :D

mcufan2 BUT WHY IS SEB GRUMPY

imsebastianstan my cheetos were stolen

imsebastianstan @(y/n)(l/n) is a thief >:(

(y/n)(l/n) I do not recall @imsebastianstan

lizziefan1 everyone say thank you to (y/n) for finally giving us a picture of Lizzie during the tour🙏

mcufan5 crying at the picture of hemmy, evans, rdj, and mark :(

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(y/n)(l/n) pls watch avengers: endgame :))

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(y/n)fan7 I SWEAR SHE NEVER MISSES

arianagrande the duality

(y/n)fan8 idc what y’all say, last one is my favorite

tomholland2013 crazy eyes in the 3rd pic

(y/n)(l/n) you suck at taking Polaroids, I was blinded for a good 10 mins 🥲

(y/n)fan9 @(y/n)(l/n) sue him

(y/n)(l/n) @(y/n)fan9 I will

(y/n)fan9 SHE RESPONDED TO ME ADJHSKSJ!!!!!!!!

brielarson and she IS the moment✨✨✨

(y/n)fan10 ma’am your hand in marriage pls

(y/n)scloset ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS

mcuactorsupdates slaying the entire tour I swear

imsebastianstan my cheeto :(

haileesteinfeld you’re so cool, I wanna be you when I grow up

robertdowneyjr Hollywood’s new it girl, love you superstar🤩❤️

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

Hey!, im just wanted to say that, the request are open and i gonna share the masterlist.

FANDOMS I WRITTE FOR:

Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU), 911 (Abc series)

CHARACTHERS

━━Avengers

━━Steve Rogers/Captain America

━━Bucky Barnes/ The winter soldier

━━Tony Stark/ Iron man

━━Natasha Romanoff/ Black Widow

━━Bruce Banner/Hulk

━━Clint Barton/ Hawkaye-

━━Thor Odinson

━━Loki Laufeyson

━━Peter Parker/Spiderman (Tom holland, Andrew Garfield, Toby Macquire)

━━Others

MARVEL CAST

━━Avengers cast.

━━Chris evans.

━━Sebastian Stan

━━Robert Downey jr

━━Chris hemsworth

━━Others.

911 (ABC SERIE)

━━Evan "Buck" Buckley

━━Eddie DIaz

More:

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 & 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Soon I will be adding more characters, actors and fandoms to this list. Don't forget that if you want to be tagged in my next stories, you must let me know.

[bonfireheart]

•𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈!𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉•

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

hey!! i love all your work, especially marvel cast x teen reader! you’re very talented. anyways, i was wondering if i could request at some point, how the marvel cast would react to a teen/ younger (a little younger than holland) actress being the youngest from a famous family? like either the kardashians or hadids? like the whole family is famous, not just the parents. she could be apart of the cast since she was young or new, whatever. just a request, do whatever you like! have a good day <3

Having a Famous Family and being new to the marvel cast

MCU Cast X Teen!Reader

Warnings: None

A/n: Okay so I know nothing about the Kardashian's other than I think one is named Kim, and I don't know who the Hadids is so I decided to just make up a family I hope you don't mind. And I felt a headcanon fit for this. Also probably gonna need a master list for the MCU cast with how much I'm writing for them now. Also thank you for the compliment 🥺

I honestly love that idea. So I feel like you joined the cast not super young but at like 13 so still young. But by the time holland joined you were 16.

Your family probably found fame when you were 4. Probably on a reality show. I feel like it was a TLC show for some weird thing about your family. (Like how the little couple has a show for well their dwarfism, or how 19 kids and counting was famous because they have a fuck ton of kids)

I could name more. Now what that weird was, I don't know. Maybe it was from having multiple sets of multiples. Or something more towards your parents. I don't care you can make that up. The show gained instant traction so you had fame pretty young.

Your mom also probably had a clothing franchise too which you and your siblings modeled the children lines usually, and now that your older, your oldest brother helps her with it.

And your dad I don't know maybe he also is apart of the fashion industry, or maybe he's a photographer you can choose.

Which didn't make growing up easy. Cameras would follow you everywhere. Even to your audition. But they were kicked out, which you secretly loved.

Now for what you actually requested 😅 their reactions.

So Robert probably saw the show, maybe even met your parents. But I feel like the first day on set was the first time you met him.

It was surreal for you meeting one of your heroes. Especially since you've been a marvel fan for as long as you can remember. So meeting all of the actors was amazing.

He'd be so nice to you though. But he'd definitely pick on you after a little while.

"Hey kid, where's your posse of cameras?"

"Will I be featured on the show?"

Things like that.

Okay so Chris Evans. Met you and your family prior to you being casted at a award show.

You probably met him right when you started acting so you probably only had small guest roles on Disney and Nickelodeon shows.

Which he probably saw you on cause he would watch tv with his niece and nephews.

Okay anyway you got acting advice from him.

He liked to joke that his advice is the reason you got a role in marvel.

You would just roll your eyes.

When you did join the cast, if your parents couldn't be with you Chris was your temporary guardian.

Which you loved. Because with him you could just be a kid. Same with when you were around Anthony and Sebastian.

Cameras aren't allowed on marvel sets, it's a strict policy so that means you had time free from them watching your every move.

The whole cast noticed how much relief you got to not be on camera constantly because of filming.

Next! Scarlett Johansson, oh man she loves you.

You were a ball of energy and she just loved knowing that despite what little childhood you had because of the prying eyes of strangers you still had a child like joy.

You looked up to her, she was one of the reasons you wanted to be an actress.

You totally freaked when you met her. Luckily the camera crew were busy not being allowed on set by security to catch your potentially embarrassing fangirl for the show.

She was flattered and loved having you on set.

NEXT!!!

Okay Chris Hemsworth.

He never saw the show, he heard of your family. But never bothered watching your show, until Robert told him you were joining the MCU.

He watched the show after that. He found the show entertaining enough.

Hemsworth did pick on you (in a loving manner like a brother to his sister) over things you did when you were younger that were forever for the world to see.

"Woah I thought you ate spaghetti with your hands?"

Stuff along those lines. I don't know

Either way he didn't mind being featured on the show every now and then.

Okay I can't get all of the cast in this individually cause that'll take awhile so collectively now:

They none of them reacted badly per say. Except maybe Elizabeth Olsen since she watched her sisters be famous their whole childhoods and she knows the damage it can cause.

The cast knew you as a trouble maker though. Not any thing too bad.

Pranks, scaring your co-stars, even getting Sebastian and Anthony to help you sometimes.

Mostly when you prank Holland though. It's funny. They love you, but they "hate" Tom.

"Shhh! Your gonna wake him up!" You shushed the two giggling men as you put whipped cream on Tom's hand. You tickled his face lightly holding in a laugh as you looked at Sebastian was was filming it.

Tom was in his trailer taking a nap. Harry let you. Tom's hand full of whipped cream smacked him straight in the face and he sat up glaring at your three.

"Y/n!" He shouted. You grinned.

"Bye!" You shouted running away.

"I'm posting this!" Sebastian shouted as he and Anthony darted out of the trailer.

In all the cast loved having you around. None of them minded the camera crew who'd follow you around when not filming. Though they did think you should've been able to have a better childhood.

Marvel Cast MasterList: @ifyouknewhowmiserylovedme