#avengers mcu

[el-ffej]

NEWS FLASH:

Oh, REALLY???

[wandanatsbaby]

It's My Party

Pairing: avengers x younge reader

Warnings: avengers forgetting readers birthday

Based of the song Pity Party by Melanie Martinez

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"Did my invitations disappear? Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter" sitting alone in the avengers compound is not what you had in mind for your birthday.

The compound was decorated with streamers and balloons that you had done yourself. You had taken the time to individually write every single birthday invitation and place it infront of everyone's doors. That's how the girls at school told you to do it. Growing up in a lab meant you never had a party so you had asked all the girls in the school how to throw a part. You went to the store bought the streams and balloons and a cake and invited all the avengers. They were your family so surely they'd be there.

As time went by though you realized they weren't coming. They had went out early that day saying they had to attend to some meetings and stuff and that they would be home in time for your party.

Looking to the side you saw the shadow you had become close with. While in the lab they had experimented on you because of your ability. Nobody knew how it happened but since you were little you had saw a shadow. Her name was Dusk and she had been with you since you were a baby.

"Tell me why the hell no one is here" you said quietly while laying your face in your hands.

"Tell me what to do to make it all feel better" she got closer to you laying a hand on your shoulder. Many saw Dusk as evil something that could only do harm. You saw dusk as a sister. She always protected you and with her ability to posses your body that made things easier. Dusk had never really trusted the avengers always fearing they would hurt you and now you knew she was right.

"Maybe it's a cruel joke on me" getting up you tore down the streamers with tears running down your face.

"Whatever"

"Whatever?" Looking over to Dusk you saw her with her hand outstretched.

"Just means there's way more cake for us" looking at the cake you shook your head and continued taking down the streamers not wanting to give into her antics.

Whipping your tears you bunched up yhe streamers and threw them into the trash before looking at dusk again. He hand was still outstretched with a soft smile on her. Making up your mind you walked over to her.

"Forever?" You questioned as you looked at her hand and back to her.

"Forever" looking around you sighed before taking her hand letting the warmth spread through you as she took control of your body.

You watches as she burnt down the avengers tower and everything in it and walked away with your cake in her hands.

[be-loved-moon]

❤️

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Meeting And Dating Thor Odinson Would Include:

Meeting And Dating Thor Odinson Would Include:

Thor Odinson X GN Reader

Additional Characters: Loki (Mentioned), Frigga (Mentioned), Heimdall (Mentioned), Tony (Mentioned) Reader's friends (Mentioned), and The Warriors Three (Mentioned)

WC: 1,175

Warnings: Mentions of fighting (brief), cute stuff, baby angst, and fluff

You met Thor in a very unconventional way. 

In fact, you met him quite literally by accident. You were walking home from a cafe with your friends when someone bumped into you. You tripped over yourself, and in your haste to regain control, you ended up on the floor. When you looked up, you saw him looking at you with a slightly panicked expression. Your face must have said it all because he offered you his hand. You accepted his offer, and he helped you stand. 

He was quick to apologize, saying that he was so caught up in his own thoughts that he had failed to notice you. You actually didn't mind at all, the person before you was Thor, after all, an Avenger. His kind words put a smile on your face. He then asked if you'd like to join him for coffee. You smiled again and agreed. How could you say no to the Norse God? That's how you found yourself sitting across from each other at a small table in a cafe. It was pretty nice. You didn’t even care that that was your second coffee of that day.

Unsurprisingly, Thor was a charmer, retelling his great adventures with the Warriors Three and his brother, Loki You laughed along with his stories. You couldn't help but be enamored with the man in front of you. The god had bright blue eyes that seemed to glow and a handsome smile.

It wasn't long until you went on another date, and another, and another…

Expect Thor to tell you more stories of his quests. Ones with the warriors, Loki, and He enjoys your laughter as he tells you about the times they've gotten into trouble. You're always fascinated by their antics. Your laugh is so contagious, Thor can't help but laugh too.

You help him with technology. Helping him with the toaster or how to use the tv remotes.

Thor loves taking selfies with you, posting them to his social media with your help. Literally more than half of his phone is full of pictures of the two of you.

You, 90% of the time, go to cafes for your dates, and Thor always gets a coffee and lemon scone.

Thor takes you to Asgard the first chance he gets. He has a constant bright smile on his face as he introduces you to his mother and brother.

His mother, Frigga, loves you. Welcome to the family.

Heimdall thinks you are a great match for his friend. He sees how happy you make Thor. He approves.

You always think of Thor when it thunders outside.

On quiet days, you and Thor sit together and read. Most of the time though, Thor asks you to read to him as he rests his head on your lap. He finds your voice soothing.

You like to take him to art museums. Taking him to see some of your favorite paintings. 

Thor is prince charming. Always taking care of you whenever possible. It makes you happy, knowing that someone cares so much for you.

Stealing his clothes, mostly the t-shirts he wears when he's not saving the world. Thor does notice when they are missing, in fact, he leaves them out in the open in hope of you finding them and stealing them from him. He does think you look better in them than he does.

After you move into the tower with him, you and Thor take turns pranking Tony. Moving his tools when he's gone, reprogramming his ACDC music to classical through JARVIS, and getting everybody in the tower to call him ‘Pony’ for an entire day. 

You and Thor play Just Dance together, and it really turned into a competition. Thor is surprisingly really good at dancing, which makes you pretty jealous. But, quickly your dance jealousies subside when you see Thor dance in those jeans.

Sometimes, at night when you both can't sleep, Thor would turn on some soft music, taking you in his arms and leading you into a gentle sway. Closing your eyes, you held each other close, as the world just fell away.

Thor is a cuddler. He'd cuddle with anyone, but with you, he's a full-on raging cuddle monster. There isn't a night where he isn’t cuddling you. Either he’s spooning you from behind or literally on top of you, his head resting on your stomach.

He does snore, you don't mind. It helps remind you that he's there.

Will thunder and lightning if he's angry. If someone is rude to you and makes you cry, the skies will darken and the weatherman will get confused. 

Now, you don't fight or argue a lot, but when you do, you're heated in a fight one moment, and the next either apologizing to one another or in a passionate kiss. Either way, it ends quickly, you never fight for long. You and Thor never want to go to bed angry.

Thor watches in bated breath as you wrap your hand around the handle of the hammer. He throws his arms up in the air as he jumps out of his seat with glee. Wrapping you up in his arms, he spins you around. 

"I told you Y/N was worthy!"

Thor's not too much of a fan of PDA, but if someone tries to steal you away, he's not afraid to show them that you are his. 

Huge into hand holding.

And hand kisses.

When he's called off for a mission, Thor always says goodbye. Taking you in his arms as he takes in your scent, memorizing it for when he was away. Pressing a kiss to your forehead before promising to be back soon.

He will use your shampoo. Gotta keep that hair looking fine. And it reminds him of you.

Thor surprises you with little gifts and trinkets from Asgard and any other planet or realm. Leaving them somewhere random in your room. 

Will get you anything you desire. You say your favorite brush broke, he's off to get you another. Your favorite shirt ripped? He's finding a sewing kit and learning how to sew just for you. You pass a cute animal on the street? He's coming back with your new pet. He'd do anything for you.

A lot of terms of endearment. Like, my love, dear, darling, etc. And, on occasion, baby.

Thor is a huge fan of board games. He loves playing Monopoly. He always plays as the dog. though, you did teach him the game Twister.

There are two types of mornings for you two, 1) Waking up and not feeling like getting out of bed until later. Your head resting on Tho's chest and his arms wrapped around you as he hums an old Asgardian song. 2) Waking up with him bringing you breakfast in bed. Laughing as he sneaks a piece of bacon off your plate.

Thor plans to spend the rest of his days with you. He wants you to know how happy you make him, and how much he loves you.

[halfbloodbatacademy]

Marvel fans: It’s not THAT serious

“It”: their fav being a threat to reality

[jrlunaart]

As promised, I'm still slooooowly building up my MCU Avengers collage. I may change a few things here and there but I really wanted to post how it looks like right now because I'm really liking how it's looking so far! What do you all think?

Etsy Shop Storenvy 

[kitcat992]

REALLY excited for the artwork attached to Chapter 5, "Something Borrowed", of Identity Within. I'd love to sit here and say it's the most excited I've been for chapter artwork in a while, but we ALL know that's a lie 😅 Still, whenever I get to work with a certain somebody for chapter artwork, I get all giddy and childish seeing my vision have some form of visionary life.

This final installment is gunna be the craziest rollercoaster in existence, y'all. Have your barf bags ready 🤣

[djcanipe99]

[supernightboy08]

Happy Anniversary Avengers Endgame! 🎂🥳

I love you 3000! 😭

[wandanatsbaby]

Shields Property

Pairing: Avengers x Reader

Warnings: yelling, mentions of the raft

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“Avengers, I’d like you to meet Director y/n. She will be taking my place as Director of shield.” Fury says as a young woman steps into the room.

“Hello.” you give a wave and the avengers look at you skeptically not believing that you could possibly be the new Director.

“y/n will be taking over next week. And since there is a new director you all have some paperwork to sign.” You grab the stack of papers and set them in front of Tony.

“Sign them and bring them into my office. They must be signed before wednesday.” You begin to walk out of the room before Steve stops you.

“And if we don’t?” You turn to look at the group with a blank expression.

“Then you can say goodbye to being an Avenger.” The group looks at each other before going through the papers.

A month later the Avengers storm into your office all with papers in their hands.

“What are these?” Tony demands as he throws his paper on your desk. You raise an eyebrow at him before picking up the paper. Looking over the paper you already know what it is. With a sigh you set it down.

“Relocation papers.” You answer like its obvious.

“We are not relocating and I am not giving you the Avengers tower.” Tony says as he shakes his hands.

“We are not your property Director. We don’t mean to be disrespectful but you can’t just tell us we have to leave the city.” Steve states as he walks closer to your desk

“Have you forgotten? The moment you signed those papers you became Shields property! Which means you are my property! Speak to me like that again and I will not hesitate to put every single one of you on the raft!” Slamming your hands down on the desk you take a deep breath. “I will do anything to keep this city safe. You have all played a part in destroying it so now it is my job to make sure you don’t do that anymore. You WILL give up the Avengers tower. You WILL Relocate to a secluded area. You WILL keep the fights out of the city. And You WILL do as I say. Do I make myself clear.” The Avengers nod defeated. Leaning back in your chair you kick your legs up onto the desk. “Good. Now get out of my office.” As the avengers leave the room you get a phone call. “Hello?”

“Shadow is it done?” the person on the other line asks. You look around the room making sure nobody is in there.

“Yes. The avengers are leaving the city. Soon it will be ours.”

“Amazing. First New York. Then the world.” You smile and the person on the other line hangs up. Taking a deep breath you walk out onto the balcony of your office and smile. Soon you’ll have everything you’ve ever wanted.

[sunwarmed-ash]

😅🎢🎃🎉

Oh boy, plenty of them hahaha. But yeah still mostly the twilight fits, I was a weird kid when I got into that fandom and going from hating KStew and RobPat to be constantly thirtsting over them in my adulthood has been a weird evolution in my tastes. But eh, #CringeAndProud

Wildest ride is probably I think I need help, I put a lot of dark and kinda edgy shit in that one. And the plot came really easily, but yeah that ones wild!

HALLLLLOWEEEEENNNNN!!!!! Def, love that shit. I need to write more. But the trick or treating with baby avengers that we wrote is still my fav =]

If it has an ending its a success hahaha my adhd makes it so hard to finish things because I just jump from one to the next that when im able to find a way to wrap them up, im stoked

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Jock - Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Title: Jock

Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Additional Characters: Ned, MJ, Tiffany (OC), Natalie (OC), Debbie (OC), Luella (OC), Brian Willcroft (OC), and May (Mentioned)

WC: 3,520

(Can you find the secret code?)

Warnings: Nervousness, annoying boys, Reader's slightly tomboyish, Reader wears dress, Reader wears heels, Reader plays basketball, Reader is tall (possibly 5'9" or taller), slight angst, and fluff

Tossing the basketball, you watched it in slow motion as it flew in the air. With bated breath, you watched as it hit the basket's rim, swirling and swirling... Until... It went in! 

"YES!" You pumped your fist in triumph as your teammates cheered behind you. Rushing up to you, they hoisted you up and into their arms, chanting your name. You had just won the house game.

With a bright smile, you glanced toward the bleachers, spotting a brunette that had always caught your eye. Peter Parker. He was in three of your classes and has been for almost three years.  His grades were always perfect, and he never missed an exam, so he easily got good grades. He was also very sweet. You didn't talk much, and when you did it never lasted longer than a couple of minutes. Peter was a very shy guy, you've noticed. He didn't really look you in the eye when you had spoken, but that didn't bother you. To you, he was adorable.

Your teammates dropped you back to the ground as they congratulated you and clapped you on the back. Your coach gave you a thumbs-up as you traveled back into the locker room. You let out a sigh, the adrenaline that was pumping in your veins draining. 

"I can't believe we did it!" Tiffany cheered, opening her locker and grabbing her clothes.

Natalie nodded along, grabbing her lip gloss from her bag as she reapplied it, "I know, we beat those Thundercats." Her country accent was strong.

You opened your own locker, grabbing your own clothes, "I can't believe it either. I was worried for a moment there." You let out a breathy laugh.

"Girl? Worried? We had it in the bag since the moment we walked out onto the gym court." Debbie sassed, snapping her fingers in the air briefly before she walked off to the dressing rooms. As she passed you, she paused, "We won because of you, you know You're our new MVP."

Nodding again, you closed your locker, "Yeah, thanks, guys." Fixing your team hoodie, you waved goodbye to the other girls and left the locker room, heading to your actual school locker. 

Peter fumbled with the lock on his locker as he quietly cursed under his breath. He had let the school's janitor know that his lock had been being a jerk lately, but it seemed like the guy hadn't been around to fix it yet. Finally, with an 'aha!' Peter got it open, scrambling to grab his notebooks for homework he'd have to do later. He then shut his locker, jumping back in surprise when he saw you, leaning up against the locker beside him staring at him.

"Hello, Peter." You greeted the shocked boy as you looked down at him, a small smirk on your face.

"Hey Y/N." Peter stuttered, blushing, unable to look you in the eyes completely.

"I saw you watched the game tonight..." You began crossing your arms.

"Hm?" Peter asked, looking over at you, confused, before his eyes widened, "Oh, yeah, I did."

You hummed, "If you don't mind me asking, why did you come to the game? I've been trying to get you to come to one for a while now." You laughed, biting your lip briefly, "You always said you had homework to get to."

Peter nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Well, I did have homework to do most of those nights."

You let out a small laugh, "Peter Parker, always doing his homework. I bet you could go one day without studying or anything." You let out a sigh, "You're smarter than me." You looked down at him adoringly.

"You're smart too, Y/N." Peter proclaimed looking right at you, holding his notebooks close to his chest, "Your mark in math almost beat mine."

You couldn't help but blush as you shook your head, "Well, thank you, Peter. That's nice of you to say."

Peter smiled awkwardly as he glanced away, "But, uh, you did good. At the game. It was really impressive."

You bit your lip, "Thanks, Peter." 

The two of you stood in silence for a while, not knowing what else to say. Peter cleared his throat softly, glancing over at you for a moment, "I guess I should be going now. Have a good night, Y/N."

Smiling gently, you nodded, "I should too, have a good night too, Peter.

-..

Peter nodded before walking off. The two of you made eye contact once more, before he turned away quickly, rushing out of the building. Stuffing your hands in your hoodie pockets, you sighed, glancing back at the doors walked through. You were usually good at talking to others, but with Peter, it was difficult. You felt incredibly nervous talking to him, worried you'd scare him off. You were a pretty tall girl, one of the tallest in the school. A lot of people were intimidated by you. And you even thought some guys would be too intimidated by you to talk to you or ask you out, but it was actually the exact opposite. A lot of other guys at the school tried to ask you out, even to the upcoming homecoming, but you declined. You didn't want to go with them... You wanted to go with Peter.

Walking down the sidewalk, Peter huffed as it started to rain. Hunching over slightly, Peter walked a bit faster as he made it to his apartment with Aunt May. The butterflies were flying everywhere in his stomach. That had to have been the longest conversation he had with you. He hoped to god that you couldn't hear his racing heart. Peter had known you since he was a freshman. You were in his math class and always raised your hand when the teacher asked a question. Thinking back, that was probably when he knew he had a crush on you. You had a bright smile on your face as your arm was raised persistently in the air. The sun flowing through the window cast you in a gold light. And when he found out that you played basketball and were the captain of the basketball team... Yeah, that's when he knew you were out of his league. Peter wasn't even really bothered by the fact that you were taller than him, he actually kind of liked it.

.

The next afternoon, Peter sat at his back table with Ned and MJ, picking around at his food as Ned nudged him on the shoulder. "You go to the game?" He asked, and Peter looked up at him, nodding. Ned smirked a little, "Ditching our video game night to see your crush dunk some hoops?" He teased and Peter sighed, wishing he'd never told Ned about his crush on you.

MJ smiled behind her milk as she drank, "You still on about that?" She asked, looking at Peter with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It didn't know that she was the one that you've been blabbering on and on about." She continued…

She did know, MJ knew everything.

"She is not some girl. Y/N is a woman." Peter remarked, pointing his plastic spork at MJ, before sighing down at his tray. 

MJ's eyes widened slightly, "Wow, you're really into her. I mean... I get it. She's cute." She agreed, taking a bite of her lunch, "But, you haven't really spoken to her that much, have you?"

"And you've known her for what? Three years?" Ned added and Peter sighed.

"540 days... Plus when I ran into her at the grocery store with May."

Ned's eyes widened in excitement. "Oh! I remember you told me!"

MJ turned to the two, faking her own excitement, cause she really didn't care, "Oh, Peter, hiding secrets from me?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "I only hid it because I knew you'd make fun of me."

MJ gave him a deadpan stare, "Oh, and yet you told Ned? No offense." She added and Ned shrugged.

"None taken. Anyway! Basically, he was with May and they were getting food and stuff when Y/N said hi to Peter and May teased him.” Ned grinned wide, eating some of his mashed potatoes.

Peter groaned as he looked back down to his tray, pushing his own mashed potatoes around. 

"Isn't that the boy you like? Peter Porter or something?" Debbie asked, and you quickly shushed her, glancing at the table Peter and his friends were sitting at.

"Debbie! Be quiet, he'll hear. I don't want him to know yet."

"Why?" Natalie asked as she french braided Tiffany's auburn hair. "The faster he knows the faster you'll get together." She spoke as if she knew that would happen.

"I don't even know if he likes me that way. I know he's shy and all but I don't want him to be scared of me."

Luella, the team's point guard quickly spoke, "Honey, I'd do it now, rather than later. Don't want another nerd to snatch him away." She spoke, taking a bite of mashed potatoes. 

Before you could say anything more, a shadow loomed over you, making you sigh. For the past month, Brain, the school's quarterback, kept asking you to homecoming with him. For some reason, the guy didn't know what no, meant no. 

"Hey, princess, how are you doing?" He asked, placing his hands on the table beside you, locking you in from behind.

You shuddered with disgust as you sneered, "Don't call me princess, Willcroft." You growled, jabbing back your elbow into his stomach, making him back away.

He raised his hands in defense, "Alright, alright, just wanted to tell you that you looked amazing in those basketball shorts during your game." He smirked as you turned around and stared up at him.

"Brain, do you want to know how amazing a black eye would look on you right now?" You asked, crossing your arms as slowly, as the girls of your team turned around, ready to team up with you if anything went too crazy.

Brain shrugged, "Just take the compliment. Anyway, homecoming is just around the-"

"Back off, Willcroft. The lady says no." A voice spoke up, turning you smiled up at the loner of the school.

Brain rolled his eyes, mumbling a 'whatever' before walking back to his table. You turned and smiled up at the protector.

"Thanks, MJ. Came just in time, I was just about to beat his face in."

MJ shrugged, crossing her arms, "Just doing my job."

You had been in two of MJ's classes in sophomore year, and during those two years, you'd become 'sort of' friends with her.

"Well, I'm gonna head back to my table. You girls have fun." She spoke before walking off.

You turned back to your team, and went back to your food. The conversation from before was gone.

-.-.

Peter watched as MJ sat back in her seat across from the two boys. "Well, I just saved your future girlfriend. I'd ask her to homecoming soon if I were you." MJ began, resuming her eating. "A lot of people have been asking her."

Peter's eyes widened, "How did you know I was planning to ask her?"

Ned sputtered a laugh, "Planning" He asked before shrugging. "So, are you going to ask her or what?" He questioned, leaning forward on his elbows as Peter nodded his head.

"I'm going to ask her. I will. I just- I just don't know how." Pete admitted, staring at his plate.

"You better do it soon. Homecoming is Saturday."

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Friday came quicker than Peter thought possible. For the past two days, he'd been planning, ( He'd practiced a million times in front of his mirror, but nothing seemed perfect enough. His palms were sweaty, his heart was beating a mile a minute, and his stomach was making him feel sick. Ned and MJ had made him a plan. The plan was just to outright ask her. The hard part, besides coming up with the right words to use, was actually doing it. Peter didn't know why'd you even say yes to him. He was a nerd and you were a jock. Normally in those rom-com movies, the two did get together, but this was real life. (Even though he did get bit by a radioactive spider). 

Waiting by your locker this time, Peter looked at his calculator watch as he wanted for your practice to be over. He'd spent most of his time in the library, but he didn't want to miss you if you came out early, so Peter left half an hour before your practice let out. Replaying his small speech for you out in his head, he looked down at the small scratches, marks, and other imperfections on the ground as the locker doors opened up. Your team came shuffling out, a couple of the members noticing Peter and giggling amongst themselves. Lastly, you came out, stopping when you saw Peter at your locker, obviously waiting for you. You bit your lip as you wandered over, clearing your throat as you gained his attention.

"Hi..." You began, smiling down at him as Peter looked at you, the floor, and back.

"Hi." He greeted, scratching his cheek gently before he spoke again, "How was practice?" He asked and you leaned sideways against the locker beside yours, shrugging.

"It was alright. I uh, hope you weren't waiting for long?" You hesitantly asked, not knowing if Peter was waiting for you at all. Then again, he was standing at your locker.

Peter shook his head, "No, it's fine. I need time to think."

You tilted your head slightly, "Think about what?" You asked softly, stuffing your hands in your team hoodie's pocket.

"How-" Peter paused, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself. You waited, letting him contain his thoughts. You just watched him, watching as his brown eyes flickered from you and to the floor. The way his hair was slightly a mess as if he'd run his hand through it over a hundred times already, his freckles standing out against his pale skin, the way his fingers curled slightly at the ends as h Your cheeks grew warm at the thought of how adorable he looked. And then there was his smile, so beautiful. You had never seen anyone so perfect as he was. Finally, Peter looked up at you, and you could see the hesitance in his eyes, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to homecoming with me?" You froze.

What did he just say?

You blinked once. Twice. Three times before you finally managed to speak, "What?"

"Um," Peter started, looking at his feet, his shoulders rising up slightly as if he was trying to shrug his anxiety off. "I wanted to know if you'd... If you would like to go to homecoming with me. If not that's totally fine, I get-"

"I would love to." You interrupted him, a bright, surprised smile on your face. "Sorry about the delayed answer, I just couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't believe you would want to go with me." You let out a happy laugh.

Peter furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?" He asked and you shrugged, feeling your face flush as you looked away from Peter, feeling shy.

"I mean, I just didn't believe that you, this smart, kind, handsome, talented guy, would ever want to go with me. I'm a basketball player, and I hate to use this word, jock. I'm pretty tall, which slightly intimidates others... Why would you wanna go with me?"

"Because you're you. You're different from everyone else here. You're sweet and thoughtful. And your smile is breathtaking... Why wouldn't I ask you?" Peter slightly ranted, unable to stop the words from coming out of his mouth.

Your eyes widened, blushing lightly as you felt your cheeks heat up even more. "Do you mean that? You really want to go with me?" You asked, not sure if he was just saying it to make you feel better or if he was serious.

Peter smiled softly, shaking his head, "I do, Y/N."

You straightened, smirking lightly, "Well then," You began, leaning your hand against the locker at Peter's head, "I can't wait."

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Adjusting your dress, you double-checked yourself in the mirror before nodding at your reflection. The dress was a deep blue color, the material was soft under your touch and hugged you tightly, your body accentuating each dip and line of your curves. It was simple yet elegant, with the sleeves coming just above your elbows, the neckline high but not too high, and the skirt hugging your hips nicely as they flared out near the tops of your thighs. Lastly, was the high slit that went up your leg, showing just the slightest hint of your legs and a few inches of your upper thigh.

Hearing the doorbell, you rushed and grabbed your bag, quickly making your way down the stairs and grabbing your black heels. Your mother came into the entryway from the living room, smiling once she saw your outfit. "You look amazing, darling. Have fun, alright?" She spoke and you nodded, grabbing your bag and grabbing the door handle. Letting out a breath, you opened the door, finding a very nervous Peter at the front steps.

Shuffling his feet, Peter looked up as the door opened, eyes widening, Peter's jaw dropped "Wow." Was all that came out of his mouth as he watched your every move. The way you did your hair and everything else... Overall, you looked extremely beautiful. "Wow..." He said again breathily, "Wow..."

You blushed, giggling as you shut the door behind you. "Thank you, Peter. You look rather 'wow' too." You teased as you made it to May's car Peter was borrowing. 

"You look more than 'wow', Y/N." Peter spoke as he helped you into the passenger seat.

From then on, the rest of the ride was peaceful, the soft sound of 'I Love Rock In' Roll' playing on the speakers.

Entering the dance, you looked around t, taking in the sights. It was a large room with the cafeteria seats, the lights dimmed, and only a small stage set up. At the end of the stage sat a DJ, jamming out at his set up.

Before either of you could say anything, Ned and MJ ran up to you.

"Y/N... Looking good." MJ complimented, as you nodded in thanks. 

"MJ, loving the drip." You remarked back as Ned wiggled his eyebrows at Peter.

"You did it, buddy. Good job." Ned whispered and Peter smiled.

"Thanks, man."

"Well," You began, speaking loud enough for Peter to hear, "I was just about to steal Peter for a dance." You spoke, looping your arm with his.

MJ and Ned smirked and nodded, "Go have fun you two lovebirds." MJ spoke, shooing you off as you almost dragged Peter to the somewhat full dancefloor.

Slowly, a slow song began to play, you placed your arms around Peter's shoulder as he rested his hands on your waist. You stared down at Peter as the two of you danced, Peter looking up at you with his deep brown eyes His dark locks fell forward slightly, resting on both sides of his forehead. It was slightly messy, but you could tell that he tried to tame it. Slowly, you moved your hands to the back of Peter's neck, twirling the ends of his soft curly hair in between your fingers. Peter licked his lips as he stared up at you, his fingers on your waist gripping you as his heart raced faster and faster. You were looking down at him, his lips parting as he took in a shaky breath.

"You look so... Stunning, Y/N." He breathed, making you smile.

"Why thank you, Peter." You replied, biting your lips as you glanced from his eyes to his lips, and back. They looked so soft and so inviting. So close. So close…

Peter's eyes flicked towards your lips and then back up to your eyes once more before you realized what he was doing. You did notice, however, feeling your own heart race as you licked your lips, your chest rising rapidly. You slowly leaned forward, pausing with only centimeters between you two. You didn't want to kiss him if he didn't want to kiss you, so you waited and it wasn't long until Peter pressed his lips to yours. A soft sigh left your parted lips when his soft lips met yours. The kiss was gentle yet passionate, Peter standing on his toes a bit as his hand tangled into your ha You pulled away after a moment, gazing deeply into his eyes as you smiled up at him. He smiled back, tilting his head slightly as he brought your face back down to his. Kissing Peter was a complete and utter experience, nothing like any other. You couldn't describe how much you loved it, but it was absolutely incredible. As if nothing mattered, as if time had stopped. Nothing but you two.

[hi-there-buddies]

Not me thinking of doing an MCU AA crossover fanfic when I have literally like 8 other fanfics I need to update

My interests radically change depending on the day pls be patient with me

Anyway, here’s the summary if anyone’s interested:

In a one in a billion chance, Stephen Strange from the Avengers Assemble Universe and Stephen Strange from the Marvel Cinematic Universe both use a spell designed to repair multiversal tears in the space time continuum. Because of this, characters from the MCU who had prolonged interactions with the mystic arts, originating from across the timeline, find themselves in a universe that isn’t their own. It is up to the heros from both universes to send the MCU counterparts home, and to defend the AA universe from two sets of villains, who seem to be similar yet oh so different.

[bondedcloud]

The Marvels

“Oh captain, my captain”.

Still can’t get over with their chemistry and I miss them already !!

[benzobucky]

OH MY GOD??????

THEY WERE GATEKEEPING IT FOR 10 YEARS

[djcanipe99]

Klaus : I feel the need...

Klaus , Stan : ...the need for speed!

Danuta : Excuse me, Lieutenant. Is there something wrong?

Klaus: Yes ma'am, the data on the MiG is inaccurate.

Danuta: How's that, Lieutenant?

Klaus : Well, I just happened to see a MiG-28...

Stan: We!

Klaus : ...do a... Sorry, Goose. *We* happened to see a MiG-28 do a 4G negative dive.

Danuta: Where did you see this?

Klaus : Uh, that's classified.

Danuta : It's what?

Klaus: It's classified. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

Danuta: Lieutenant, I have Top Secret clearance. The Pentagon sees to it that I know more than you.

Klaus : Well, ma'am, it doesn't seem so in this case, now, does it?

Danuta : So, Lieutenant, where exactly were you?

Klaus: Well, we...

Stan: Thank you.

Klaus : Started up on a 6, when he pulled from the clouds, and then I moved in above him.

Danuta: Well, if you were directly above him, how could you see him?

Klaus : Because I was inverted.

Roger : [coughs] Bullshit.

Stan: No, he was, man. It was a really great move. He was inverted.

Danuta : You were in a 4G inverted dive with a MiG-28?

Klaus: Yes, ma'am.

Danuta : At what range?

Klaus : About two meters?

Stan : Well, it's actually about one and a half, I think. It was one and a half. I've got a great Polaroid of it, and he's right there, must be one and a half.

Klaus : Was a nice picture.

Stan: Thanks.

Danuta : Eh, Lieutenant, what were you doing there?

Stan : Communicating.

Klaus : Communicating. Keeping up foreign relations. I was, you know, giving him the bird.

Stan: You know, the finger.

[holds up his middle finger to demonstrate]

Danuta : Yes, I know the finger, Goose.

Stan : I'm sorry. I hate it when it does that. I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Danuta: So you're the one?

Klaus: Yes, ma'am.

Klaus: [spots danuta for the first time] She's lost that loving feeling.

Stan: She's lo... No she hasn't.

Klaus: Yes, she has.

Stan: She's not lost that lo...

Klaus: Goose, she's lost it, man.

Stan: Come on!

Stan: [to himself] Aw sh... I hate it when she does that.

Percy : [spots Aphrodite for the first time] She's lost that loving feeling.

Grover: She's lo... No she hasn't.

Percy : Yes, she has.

Grover : She's not lost that lo...

Percy: Goose, she's lost it, man.

Grover : Come on!

Grover: [to himself] Aw sh... I hate it when she does that.

Aphrodite : Excuse me, Lieutenant. Is there something wrong?

Percy: Yes ma'am, the data on the MiG is inaccurate.

Aphrodite : How's that, Lieutenant?

Percy : Well, I just happened to see a MiG-28...

Grover : We!

Percy: ...do a... Sorry, Goose. *We* happened to see a MiG-28 do a 4G negative dive.

Aphrodite : Where did you see this?

Percy: Uh, that's classified.

Aphrodite : It's what?

Percy : It's classified. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

Aphrodite : Lieutenant, I have Top Secret clearance. The Pentagon sees to it that I know more than you.

Percy : Well, ma'am, it doesn't seem so in this case, now, does it?

Charlie : So, Lieutenant, where exactly were you?

Percy : Well, we...

Grover : Thank you.

Percy: Started up on a 6, when he pulled from the clouds, and then I moved in above him.

Aphrodite: Well, if you were directly above him, how could you see him?

Percy: Because I was inverted.

Ares : [coughs] Bullshit.

Grover: No, he was, man. It was a really great move. He was inverted.

Aphrodite: You were in a 4G inverted dive with a MiG-28?

Percy: Yes, ma'am.

Aphrodite: At what range?

Percy: About two meters?

Grover : Well, it's actually about one and a half, I think. It was one and a half. I've got a great Polaroid of it, and he's right there, must be one and a half.

Percy: Was a nice picture.

Grover : Thanks.

Aphrodite : Eh, Lieutenant, what were you doing there?

Grover: Communicating.

Percy : Communicating. Keeping up foreign relations. I was, you know, giving him the bird.

Grover : You know, the finger.

[holds up his middle finger to demonstrate]

Aphrodite : Yes, I know the finger, Goose.

Grover: I'm sorry. I hate it when it does that. I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Aphrodite : So you're the one?

Percy : Yes, ma'am.

Percy : I feel the need...

Percy , Grover: ...the need for speed!

Peter : I feel the need...

Peter , Scott : ...the need for speed!

Carol: Excuse me, Lieutenant. Is there something wrong?

Peter : Yes ma'am, the data on the MiG is inaccurate.

Carol: How's that, Lieutenant?

Peter : Well, I just happened to see a MiG-28...

Scott : We!

Peter: ...do a... Sorry, Goose. *We* happened to see a MiG-28 do a 4G negative dive.

Carol : Where did you see this?

Peter: Uh, that's classified.

Carol: It's what?

Peter: It's classified. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

Carol: Lieutenant, I have Top Secret clearance. The Pentagon sees to it that I know more than you.

Peter: Well, ma'am, it doesn't seem so in this case, now, does it?

Carol: So, Lieutenant, where exactly were you?

Peter : Well, we...

Scott: Thank you.

Peter : Started up on a 6, when he pulled from the clouds, and then I moved in above him.

Carol: Well, if you were directly above him, how could you see him?

Peter: Because I was inverted.

Strange: [coughs] Bullshit.

Scott: No, he was, man. It was a really great move. He was inverted.

Carol : You were in a 4G inverted dive with a MiG-28?

Peter: Yes, ma'am.

Carol : At what range?

Peter: About two meters?

Scott : Well, it's actually about one and a half, I think. It was one and a half. I've got a great Polaroid of it, and he's right there, must be one and a half.

Peter: Was a nice picture.

Scott: Thanks.

Carol: Eh, Lieutenant, what were you doing there?

Scott : Communicating.

Peter : Communicating. Keeping up foreign relations. I was, you know, giving him the bird.

Scott : You know, the finger.

[holds up his middle finger to demonstrate]

Carol : Yes, I know the finger, Goose.

Scott : I'm sorry. I hate it when it does that. I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Carol : So you're the one?

Peter: Yes, ma'am.

Peter: [spots Carol for the first time] She's lost that loving feeling.

Scott : She's lo... No she hasn't.

Peter : Yes, she has.

Scott : She's not lost that lo...

Peter : Goose, she's lost it, man.

Scott: Come on!

Scott : [to himself] Aw sh... I hate it when she does that.