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quxntumvandyne · 6 years

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Since The Beginning (Loki x Asgardian!Reader)

Part 2 | Part 3

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: little bit of fighting at the end, two bad words ooooooo

Summary: You and Loki had been friends for as long as you can remember but recently has become overprotective and it’s getting on your nerves. However, what happens when you decide to go on a date with someone and things change between you and Loki? Will your friendship ever be the same?

A/N: FIRST LOKI FIC SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!-lena

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“Why of course I’ll go with you.”

“WHAT??”

Growing up, you’d never thought Loki as anything but a friend. Your best friend. You never cared much for Thor’s antics or his extremely loud and enthusiastic personality (which there was nothing wrong with), but more of Loki’s quiet yet clever ways.

You could relate more to him. Ever since childhood, you’ve been attached at the hip and many Asgardians knew it. But those were the old days, and now you two were adults. It never seemed like anything had changed for you about your relationship. You still spent a world of time together and had the best of times. You feel at home with Loki but not in that way.

Right?

You woke up early that morning, feeling rejuvenated from a long night of sleep and made yourself some breakfast in your small abode. It was a perfect size and you liked living alone; most of the time. Sometimes it grew cold and lonely but you enjoyed quiet and personal time. Loki did as well. But even more than that, you two enjoy one another’s company.

It was your birthday soon, so Loki has apparently planned a surprise for you in honor of your birthday. He always does something ridiculous but small, just the way you like it.

Not only would you be spending time with Loki but with some of your other friends as well; Aldis and Runa were coming and bringing their friends, Lambi, Groa, and Herjolf.

You loved your friends, but recently one had been acting a bit different around you.

Lambi was such a sweetheart and had a great personality, not to mention enjoyable to look at. But you’d grown somewhat awkward around each other. You liked being around him as well, but something was keeping you from getting any closer.

Ugh, men could be so confusing and overrated.

You got dressed in a gold and teal A-line dress with some simple matching gold sandals and small black studded earrings. You left most of your hair down but tied two braided small strands of hair together in the back with a small gold flower pin behind your left ear. It was now almost lunch time and you decided to walk down to the little café (a/n: do they have those in Asgard? Idk lol) to meet your friends.

“Y/N!” Runa shrieked in excitement. She and Aldis both ran up to hug you and you were so excited to see them like it had been years. It had only been a week, but for best friends like you three, it felt like years. You also gave gentler hugs to Lambi and Herjolf and lastly Loki, who you hugged a bit longer.

Loki was someone nobody could replace. You had this special bond that nobody understood but you two and you liked it that way. It was your special relationship and nothing could come in between that. At least, that’s what you thought.

“So, Y/N/N any big plans for your birthday?” Lambi asks from across the table. Before you could make a peep, Loki cut in to divert the attention from his master plan for your birthday.

“Oh, there’s a little something planned.” Loki looked over at you and winked, in his true nature, and took another sip of his tea. You knew a bunch of other girls in Asgard had a crush on the adopted son of Odin, but recently whenever he looked at you liked that, your heart would swell and this strange warm feeling in your chest appeared. It has never happened before, except recently when it was Loki’s birthday.

You and your friends (and Thor) threw Loki a big party and Loki took you out on to the dance floor by yourselves and danced together for a whole song. Everyone’s eyes in the whole place were on the two of you and the tension between the two of you had never felt more different. Your eyes were constantly locked on one another the whole song and you could feel the blush that had risen on your cheeks when the song was over. All eyes were on you and you two were attached at the hip the rest of the night.

Since that night, your relationship had felt different but nothing romantic. You didn’t like Loki like that, he was your best friend and you didn’t want to jeopardize that.

“Y/N? Hello?” Aldis said, snapping her fingers in front of your face. You snapped back to reality, feeling a bit embarrassed but also giggling at everyone’s reactions. As long as your friends were happy, you couldn’t ask for more.

You threw away your trash and walked out with your friends, behind Lambi and Herjolf but with Loki behind you.

Loki wasn’t great friends with the other two boys. He never made friends easily, but it never mattered to him because he had his few close friends and you. Loki had become a simpler person after school had ended and he had learned to love the smaller things in life more.

Lambi interrupts your train of thought, by slowing down and walking next to you, Herjolf still in front and your friends chatting away about Odin knows what; Loki was still behind you and you could almost feel him listening.

“Hi, Y/N,” Lambi said, with his hands in his pockets and face a bit pink. Was he nervous about something?

“Hi, Lambi? To what do I owe the pleasure of interrupting your conversation with Herjolf?” You replied smirking, a bit flirtatiously almost but it slipped out that way before you realized what is sounded like. Lambi’s cheeks grew redder by the second as he stumbled on his words.

“Oh you know- um- it wasn’t- we weren’t,” Lambi stuttered and you giggled.

“Lambi, I’m just joking around. What’s going on?”

He lets out a deep breath and loosened his whole body, seeming more relaxed.

“Well, you and I are not all that close, but I was wondering if maybe we could hang out sometime? You know, like just you and me?” He spoke very quickly, but once you figured out what he said, you stood straight like a board.

You were shocked at this question and stopped for a moment. Everyone kept walking until they noticed you had stopped and you must have had a strange look on your face. You could almost feel Loki’s gaze at the back of your head and the daggers he was glaring at Lambi. Everyone had stopped walking and talking, with all eyes on you now but you shook it off and caught back up with Lambi, everyone beginning to walk again. There were few things that caught you off guard, but this was completely out of the blue.

Where did that come from? I mean, going out once with him wouldn’t hurt right? Right?

“Well, it depends on what we’d be doing exactly,” you replied, with your cheeks flushing and the feeling of butterflies in your chest.

“Um, I mean maybe some dinner? Or a night at my house to watch some movies and eat junk food?” he said, seeming unsure of himself.

“We could always figure out the details later,” you said.

“Of course.”

“And this wouldn’t be too close to my birthday, right?”

“Oh no, of course not. That’s much too important to interrupt.”

“Well then, I don’t see why not?” you said.

This time it was Lambi who paused, obviously shocked at your answer to what seemed like a date.

“Really? You would spend a night with me? Wait, I didn’t mean-“

You cut him off to quiet his awkward stutters. “Lambi, yes I would love to go on a date with you.”

He clapped his hands together in excited Lambi fashion. “Fantastic.”

You and Lambi had now drifted to the back of the group, with Aldis, Runa, and Herjolf in the front, laughing and having a nice time and Loki directly in front of you. He seemed to be walking stiffer and you could tell something was up with him but decided to leave it alone until you got closer to your apartment.

You and Lambi decided to have dinner on Friday night and then go to his house to watch a movie and he would take you home. You hadn’t quite decided why you said yes or how the date would end up going, but it wouldn’t hurt to spend some time with Lambi. Right?

Once everyone had gone home, it was just you and Loki until you reached your apartment and Loki went home. You walked in silence for a good 3 minutes before Loki spoke up.

“So, Lambi?”

You were shocked by his hostile tone and emotionless face. It wasn’t like him to act this way; almost jealous.

“Um, yes. I thought it would be nice, just the two of us and I don’t see why not?” you replied, questioningly. You’d never been out much with other before except a couple and Loki had never acted this way before because of it. It was truely unlike him.

“You do realize, my dear Y/N/N, that he is a bit of an asshole and has a reputation.”

You stopped again on the sidewalk, now upset at Loki’s statement about Lambi. What did he know about Lambi?

“Loki, you’re not even close with Lambi. How would you know that?”

“Y/N, everyone knows it. You’re obviously not paying attention if you don’t. It’s like he flaunts it. He’ll take any girl he can get.”

You audibly gasped as Loki realized what he said. He didn’t mean that, did he?

Well, he wouldn’t have said it if he didn’t believe it.

“Wait. Y/N, that’s not what I-“

“Oh no Loki, I know exactly what you meant.” You walked away, hearing Loki follow you and calling for you. You could feel the wind in your hair and your dress, walking quickly to get away from Loki before you could become more upset with him.

He managed to catch up and grabbed your arm. “Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that, I just want to protect you. I never meant to say that.”

“But you did Loki. And now you can’t take it back. Just get away from me.”

You tried to pull away but Loki’s iron grip prevented you from leaving his grasp.

“LOKI I SAID LET GO!” you screamed at him. You were now crying heavily and you were shaking from anger. Loki only looked at you with despair and regret as he let you go and you turned away and walked home, feelings his eyes on you the entire time.

You finally made it home to your apartment, slammed the door shut and slid down to your knees, hands covering your face and just sobbed.

Loki had never acted this way toward you and he had no reason to. It was just a date. You had never hated him more in a moment; mainly because he usually never gave you a reason to hate him, but you weren’t going to let him ruin your one night with Lambi. You lived your own life and didn’t need Loki to tell you what to do and what not to do.

And if Lambi did end up being an ass, then you’d deal with it yourself and move on.

Maybe from both of them.

OKAY OKAY SO IF YOU WANT ME TO MAKE THIS A THREE PARTER PLEASE LET ME KNOW IN ASKS OR REBLOG/COMMENT!!!!!

I didn’t plan on making it a three parter but I wanted to end it here. I know on a sad note, I’m sorry! But if you want me to continue it, I will and I can make a separate taglist! Of course if you want, I can add you to my permanent one or just this one. Thank you for reading!!

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quxntumvandyne · 6 years

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Neighbors: *Chapter 2* (Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Masterlist

Words: 3k (longest thing i’ve written so far lol yay)

Warnings: nightmares, mentions of burns and blisters (idk just in case) and a curse word (yay)

Summary: These powers had come not too long before Mr. Stark had found you and taken you in as a new part of the team. However, you didn’t know much at all and had nobody to confide in besides Wanda. You felt alone and like nobody understood you. Until you heard his screams in the middle of the night. You had the urge to help your new neighbor; but did he want your help?

a/n: ahhhh part two is here! i hope all you babes love it and i love this story! i’m in the mix of doing part two of STB (my loki fic) and a new story ;) but it won't be too long before i update again. plus i’m almost to 500 followers??? what??? I'm so grateful for all of you! anyway, i’ll stop rambling, i hope you enjoy!

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“That’d be nice.”

You stood in the shower, not too hot and not too cold after your long training session with everyone today. They’d pushed you as far as you thought you could go and even farther. You let the water run down every inch of your body, with your hair flat and soaking on your neck. It dripped everywhere as you let your hands run through the tangles before washing it. You stood for a couple minutes just to breathe, replaying today’s session in your head.

You didn’t get to work with everyone today, as your body couldn’t handle it all in just one session. You started with Natasha, who was a great teacher but taught awfully fast. You were a quick learner but found that you needed to be faster. But you adapted quickly to her style, only to turn around and have Peter next. He was a whole different ball game. You thought he would go easier on you considering he is a kid, but he quickly made the point that just because he is a kid, doesn’t mean he’s any less of a threat to others.

You worked with five different Avengers today, back to back to back. You could barely stand up straight after your session with Sam Wilson when Tony said you could call it in for the day. You’d never felt more relieved and tired in your life. Sure, training was fun but it was a lot to take in. Tony walked back with you, saying you did great today and probably other stuff, but you were so tired, you zoned him out. You should probably stop doing that, but too late now.

You hadn’t yet trained with six others: Mr. Rogers, Wanda, Mr. Rhodes, Mr. Barton, Vision and your neighbor, Bucky. Tony said tomorrow was everyone’s full day off but you still needed to train so you’d have a small session on your own.

Before the session today though, you had asked Wanda about Bucky, although she didn’t get much time to say anything about him before you had to start the session.

Wanda did say some things like he didn’t open up much and had nightmares (but you already knew that) but she would explain later; whenever that was. You were so intrigued by this new person and you hadn’t even had a conversation with him yet. All you knew was that Bucky and Mr. Rogers go way back and he’s about as mysterious and complex as they get, according to Wanda.

Whatever that means, you thought to yourself.

You turned off the water and grabbed a towel when stepping out of the shower, letting the cloth wrap around you while goosebumps covered your body. You looked at yourself in the mirror, feeling exhausted and yet somehow, rejuvenated. Something about this place and these people made you feel welcome, even though you barely knew them.

You combed your hair, put on your bathrobe and walked into your room to find some clothes to put on for the rest of the day. You looked at the clock, realizing it was already 3:30 PM.

Wow, this day happened very quickly.

You had a little time to yourself, so you decided to go exploring. You still managed to get lost a lot in the facility, so a little looking around wouldn’t hurt. Hopefully.

Your body was already sore when putting on some black shorts and a long sleeve blue shirt with three buttons at the top. You found a bruise had already begun to form on your left thigh and your arms felt like noodles. Your entire body was like Jell-O, much too wobbly. You wanted to just lay in bed for a while, but decided against it and slipped out of your room to explore. You passed Mr. Barton and Natasha while walking down the hallway, towards what must be the living room maybe? You heard Mr. Barton mention something about two sons and daughter, but just waved hello and scurried down the hallway, not wanted to eavesdrop.

Because that worked out so well last time.

You made it to the living room area with couches and a large TV to find Peter playing video games on the Xbox and probably not even noticing you’re there.

But of course, you forget that he has enhanced senses and says “Hi Y/N, need anything? Wanna join?” before you can take another step.

You jump a little at his question, as he asked it without even turning his head. You replied no politely and yet skittish, as you were still not used to the fact that basically nobody could sneak up on him. You made a mental note to never try unless maybe one day you found yourself both brave and sneaky enough to try and scare him.

“No thank you, Peter, I’m just looking around the facility.”

“That’s cool.”

He was so completely invested in his game, you wondered if he would react to anything you said. Why not mess with him a bit, he’s still a kid.

“Hey Peter, my hair is on fire.”

“I hope you enjoy that, sounds fun.”

“I broke my foot in the shower earlier.”

“Uh huh, maybe later.”

“Where’s the kitchen?”

“Oh, nothing much.”

You just shook your head and wandered off down a different hallway to see who you might come across next on your little adventure around the facility.

Next, you passed Mr. Stark’s lab where he and Dr. Banner were heavily focused on their computers. You stopped to watch them work for a minute, as Dr. Banner’s moved intricately and yet quickly around the lab while Tony did the same, just not as gracefully.

You always found Mr. Stark to be pretty put together, but he turns out to be quite clumsy. He’s already run into Banner twice since you’ve been observing them work in the lab and as you began to walk away, Banner noticed and waved at you and you waved back as Tony looked over. He gave you a smirk and turned back to his work. You always wanted to work in a lab like one of those, even if it was just for a day to see what it was like. Just even to listen to Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner work together and hear them banter and pass ideas back and forth. They were always working, and they seemed to work well together. You slowed walked away not looking where you were going when you suddenly bumped into somebody and you immediately felt a hot burning liquid go down the front of your shirt and your arms as you looked up to see who you bumped into.

“Oh shit. I’m sorry, are you alright?”

You stared up slightly at a scruffy and exhausted looking Bucky Barnes who was holding a now empty coffee mug in his hand that once held a scalding hot cup of coffee. Your face immediately turned red, but you weren’t sure if it was from embarrassment, shock or pain.

Your stomach burned as the liquid had become sticky now and your shirt stuck to your stomach, growing cold but your skin burning.

Who drinks coffee at 4 in the afternoon?

“I do, but not anymore.”

You realized you said that out loud, but that wasn’t really a priority right now.

Bucky set down his coffee cup on the ground next to his feet and apologized again but you were still staring at his eyes; part of you couldn’t look away because of how different they looked than any other eyes you’d ever seen, and the other part was just angry at both of you because of how much pain you were in and you wanted him to know it.

“Well, this is pleasant,” you squeaked out, as Bucky stood there in front of you, neither quite sure what to do about what just happened.

“Let's go get you cleaned up,” he said groggily. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, with a short sleeve white t-shirt on and some joggers, with no socks or shoes.

You glued your arms to your side as you awkwardly walked next to him back towards the rooms and dining room, not sure what to say if anything at all.

You sat at the dining table while Bucky grabbed some first aid supplies for you and some clothes. He came back with burn gel, gauze, and a pile of clothes for you to change into, now that yours were cold, wet and sticky. You thought at first he went into your room to get clothes, but then became rigid when you realized they were some of his own clothing.

“It’s okay if you keep them, I don’t wear those anymore. And once you change, come back out so we can wrap your arm,” Bucky said gently.

You looked down at your right foreman to notice that it was burned pretty badly.

How did that cup of coffee manage to do that? you wondered. It barely mattered now, but that coffee was pretty damn hot.

You walked into your room and shut the door quietly. You began to undress and when you lifted your shirt, your stomach was pink and was tender to the touch but definitely not burned as bad as your arm. You winced when you slid your shirt sleeve off but thankfully, Bucky’s shirt he gave you was bigger so the sleeve barely touched that part of your arm. He also gave you some black shorts to wear, which you had to tie because they were a bit loose. You left your clothes in a pile on the floor, too tired and in pain to move them anywhere else and you walked back out to the dining room.

You stopped at the end of the hallway to find Bucky dead asleep at the table, with the gauze in his hand and his face resting on his right arm, with a strand of hair laying on his face. He seemed so peaceful, so you decided to leave him be but stay at the table and not leave him alone.

There was no way you’d be able to wake him up, so you just let him sleep and you sat a couple chairs down. You did slip over to grab some other gauze pads, the burn gel, and some wrap-able gauze to clean up your arm.

You set the supplies in front of you and opened the burn gel and put some on your hand. You had stayed in the room a bit longer and let your arm run under cold water to relieve some pain. It helped a little, but this gel should make it feel better; hopefully. You looked at your skin, which was beginning to form small blisters but you knew better than to poke at them. You gently squeezed some burn gel into your hand and lightly rubbed it on your forearm, causing you to wince.

You went back and forth between looking at Bucky and your arm to make sure you were being careful with both. You quietly ripped open the gauze package and placed the sterile pad on your burn and began to wrap your arm. Once you finished, you scurried over to the trash can and threw away your trash, with your arm already feeling better.

You sat back down, but this time when you looked at Bucky, it was the same face he’d been making the first time you saw him in bed. Right before he had a nightmare.

You had nightmares a lot as a kid, but not as many now. You knew how to calm yourself down after one, but had never been around another person when they were having one.

Bucky made a small grunting noise in his sleep and jerked a bit with a look of discomfort on his face. He dropped this gauze pad on the floor and jerked again. He began to thrash and make noises, and you could begin to make out words.

Some were in English, others in a language you didn’t recognize; maybe German or Dutch? You weren’t sure, but it wasn’t a priority right now.

You stood up to move closer to him but not too quickly. He had stopped speaking and was thrashing less violently for you to get close enough to touch him but far enough to jump back if he became violent again. You looked at the discomfort on his face and wish you could wake him and relieve him of his pain. You also wanted to know what was causing him to do this, to learn more about him.

But your thoughts were cut off by his eyes snapping open and a scream piercing the air around you.

He sat up straight like aboard and began to look around, not understanding his surroundings yet. He was scared and defensive, but you went into action, bending down in front of him. He looked at you with wide and wild eyes, but you looked back at him with gentle ones.

You were not afraid of the man before you. You only wanted to help him. Understand who he was. You were drawn to him. You grabbed his hands, one warm and the other ice cold.

“No no no no where is he? WHERE IS HE?” Bucky screamed, still frantically looking around.

You quietly shushed him and tried to calm his nerves.

“Nobody is here for you. It’s just me. You’re okay, nobody is here to hurt you. It’s just me.”

“No he’s here, I know it!”

“No Bucky, it’s just me. Nobody else.”

He looked at you and his eyes began to settle just a bit as he realized you two were alone. He dropped down to your level on the floor and let go of your hands to put them on his head. You sat and waited for him to do what he needed to do, and he’s breathing finally returned back to normal after a few minutes. He pulled his hair back into a ponytail and had beads of sweat on his forehead.

You weren’t sure what to say, so you sat in silence for a while. You felt horrible. You should’ve woken him earlier, to relieve him of those visions. You couldn’t help but wonder who he was dreaming or thinking about. Before you could even think about it, you blurted it out.

“I’m sorry.”

You looked down at your lap as Bucky rose his eyes to look at you in confusion.

“Why are you apologizing?” Bucky asked.

“I should’ve woken you when the nightmare started. I know what it’s like.”

“It’s okay, I wouldn’t have wanted you to. I could’ve hurt you.”

“I’d be fine.” You looked up at him and he was leaned back on his chair he sat in before with his feet crossed and elbows on his knees. You sat about two feet away from him and you felt guilty.

“You have nothing to feel guilty about whatsoever. I’ve never had someone be there right when I wake up so usually, I have to calm myself down. It doesn’t always work. But you… seem to be experienced. You said you know what it’s like?”

You sighed. “Unfortunately.”

You sat in silence for a good minute when Bucky spoke up again.

“Thank you.”

Well, you weren’t expecting that, that’s for sure. You lifted your head up to see his face, his cheeks a bit pink.

“For what?” you asked out of curiousity.

“Calming me down. Only a few others can do it but never that fast. How’d you know what to do?”

You looked at him and pulled your knees to your chest.

“Like I said, I have experience.”

He smirked at you and looked down at his lap. You blushed fiercely and squeeze your knees together.

“Have you hurt people before who tried to wake you up?”

“Just ask Steve, he’s had a couples punches and kicks before trying to wake me up. I wouldn’t want that to happen to you.”

“Well thank you. I don’t know about you but I always liked to be cuddled after nightmares.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re my neighbor then.”

“And why is that?”

“Well, I’ll have a cuddle buddy when the dreams get bad.” Bucky looked at you sideways after he said this as your eyes grew wide.

He chuckled, “I’m just kidding, doll. But I do like talking to you.”

You laugh softly, and replied, “You’re not half bad yourself.”

“Oh really?”

“Well, we just met so maybe things could change.”

“For better or worse?” He stared at you, curious about your answer with a hint of flirting in there, not that you noticed.

You looked at him dead in the eye with a new found confidence and said, “That’s up to you, Barnes.”

He laughed and you smiled too, loving the sound of his laugh.

“So, if you don’t mind me asking..”

“Yes?” Bucky asked.

You took a pause and then took a chance.

“What were you dreaming about?”

“Oh, uh-“

“You don’t have to tell, I knew it wasn’t a great question to ask and I’m sor-“

“Woah, Woah Y/N slow down. It’s okay. You seem like a pretty trustworthy person. But some stuff I keep to myself. Let’s just say it was old memories coming back to haunt me, but I’m okay.”

“Okay.”

You felt a bit embarrassed but Bucky got up and offered you a hand to pull you up as well. Once you stood up, Bucky yawned and noticed that your arm had been wrapped.

“Better than what I would’ve done.”

“Ya know, you’re pretty clumsy Barnes.”

“Oh look who’s talking.”

“Shut up.”

He scoffed at your remark and you both walked back to your rooms, not even realizing you were still wearing his clothes with the scent of vanilla on them.

Little did either of you know that Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers had seen the whole encounter as well, both of them curious as to how this new friendship would blossom.

I hope you liked it! If you want to be added to the tag list, just hop over to my asks! thank you all for reading!

-lena

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quxntumvandyne · 6 years

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Neighbors (Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader)

Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Masterlist

Words: 2k (unedited yayyyyyy sorry not sorry)

Warnings: none, eventual mentions of PSTD, anxiety, and nightmares

Requested: yes by the ever so lovely @highlady-ofthe-summercourt !!!!!

A/N: this is my first multi-chapter story so there will be more! if you wanna be tagged, just hop in my asks and i’ll add you to the list. hope you like it!

“And who is he?”

BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.

Ugh.

It was 7:00 am sharp on a Monday morning, with your first full day ahead of you at the Avengers complex. It had been two weeks since you got your powers and your entire life had turned right around. You didn’t know your own body anymore, you felt like a child. Trying to figure out your limits every day. Nothing felt the same, almost like you were watching it happen to someone else from afar.

You never asked for it. But nonetheless, here you were in your new room. Far from your old home.

Someone knocked on your door, and Wanda popped her head in.

Wanda was the first person to talk to you when you arrived, and you felt secure around her. She was the room across from you and pretty much the only one in the whole complex you had even spoken with yet besides Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers. She was a bit younger than you, so it felt like you had the little sister you always wanted.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” Wanda says, opening the door a bit more. “Would you like some breakfast? Vision can make you anything you’d like.”

She was already dressed, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, although she had bags under her eyes. Must’ve been up late. She had a grey tank top on and some black leggings, and just some ankle socks with a light sweater over top.

You sat up, rubbed your eyes and threw your legs out from under the bed. You could feel your hair sticking up and you had lines all over your arms from your shirt. Man, it felt like you’d slept for a month.

“Yes please, I am starving,” you replied, feeling your stomach rumble when you sat up.

“Well come on Y/L/N!” She slid down the hallway down past some other doors and was quickly out of sight.

You got out of bed and trudged out the door, still half asleep when you heard a grunt coming from the next door down. You stopped, curious as to who your next door neighbor was.

You weren’t terribly familiar with any of the other Avengers, but you recognized some. Vision was pretty hard to miss, you knew Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers obviously and Wanda, but others tended to blur together.

The grunting continued and became more aggressive. You weren’t affected by that as your curiosity won over. You quietly stepped near the cracked door and looked in with your stomach against the door.

The room was fairly empty, except some clothes on the floor, an alarm clock identical to yours and a man in a bed. He had his hair up in a bun and a white tank top on, the rest of his body covered by a single blanket. He looked sweaty and his bed was a mess.

Must be an active sleeper, you thought to yourself.

You continue to watch, growing a bit worrisome at his sudden movements, and he turned toward you quickly. The look of discomfort on his face was frightening and he snapped his eyes awake, directly on you. Your eyes widen and for a split second, everything froze. You then moved at the same time; he jumped out of bed and you darted back in your room. You hid behind your door, and he walked out into the hallway. He looked around, not seeing you or anybody else. He sighed, took his hair down to let it fall on his neck. He scratched his stomach and walked back into his room.

You were unaware of you holding your breath until he shut his door. The stunning image of his eyes and that look on his face had already been engraved in your memory for good. You shook your head, determined not to think about him anymore and slid out to head to the dining room.

“Where’d you go Y/N?” Wanda asked, realizing she kinda left you behind.

“Oh, just still waking up. And this place is huge, so it takes me a minute to find things,” you said, awkwardly laughing. “Hi Vision, are you cooking anything yummy up?”

Vision looked up, wearing his “Robots Can Cook Too” apron and smiled at you. “Of course Y/N, anything, in particular, you would like on this Monday morning?”

“Maybe some eggs and toast? With a bit of butter,” you replied, already smelling the omelet he was making for Wanda.

“Sounds fantastic.” He went back to work, and you and Wanda made small talk until more people started arriving dressed and ready to start the day.

One by one, everybody was eventually in the living room and had eaten breakfast until two people were left to come out. Mr. Rogers was one of them but you weren’t sure who the other was. Then you realized you were the only person not dressed and slipped out of the room to go put on some clothes and look a bit more presentable.

When you got to your room, you heard voices in the next room down and curiosity won again. You tiptoed down to the room and listened carefully to the two voices talking on the other side; Mr. Rogers and somebody you didn’t know yet.

“We need somebody to talk to you about this, it’s been consistently happening for nights now Buck.” Buck? Who is Buck??

“Steve, it’s been happening for years. They’re just a bit more violent now, nothing I can’t handle.” This man’s voice was husky and deep, coming from the next door neighbor you assumed.

You peeked through the back of the door’s crack and saw Mr. Rogers, standing with his arms crossed looking at this all too new and now familiar face. You had yet to dress yet, still in your oversized ACDC shirt and Nike shorts underneath with black ankle socks on.

Both of the men were at least 5 inches taller than you, Mr. Rogers seeming an inch or two taller than this other man. You could only see the left side of his body (your left) and then he moved slightly and you saw it. You must’ve been so distracted by his face the first time that you hadn’t even noticed that he was missing an arm, replaced by a metal one with a shining red star on the shoulder. His facial hair had been growing, but nothing more than stubble. His hair was parted all which ways, and he was still in his white tank top and black sweatpants with no socks. His eyes were probably the most distracting thing about him though.

They were a soft baby blue, with medium length eyelashes but something was different about them. Not only were they beautiful, but they seemed so exhausted. Like he’d been through hell and back twice but still had the energy to get out of bed. They were experienced. Knowing. You wondered what those eyes had seen and why they were so tired. He drew you in just by you looking at him.

Then he looked at you. Mr. Rogers noticed what he was looking at, so he turned around and walked toward you, knowing you’d been caught. He walked toward you, with the guilt rising in your chest for eavesdropping.

“Hey Y/N.” said Steve, as he shut the door. “What all did you hear while listening in?” He looked at you with his hands on his hips, waiting to hear what you had to say.

“Not much at all, I was just coming to change.” You replied, attempting to play it off.

He looked at you suspiciously but decided to drop it. “Well, alright. Go ahead and get dress, we’ll be starting soon.”

He walked away, already ready as well in his elbow length navy shirt and grey cargo pants with navy blue shoes. You sighed of relief and headed to your room to get ready for your first day, and what a day it had already been by 7:45 am.

Everyone was dressed and ready in the living room on couches and chairs, even your mysterious neighbor who had his hair down and clean, a long sleeve black shirt on and grey joggers with black tennis shoes. You were dressed as well, in a white short sleeve shirt and some teal leggings with light grey shoes and your hair up in a ponytail.

Mr. Stark was going over the training we’d be doing as a team today, although much of the attention was on me and getting my powers ready for battle. Everybody seemed to have a different task for me and I would practice a bit with everyone. Even Peter, the youngest of the bunch. Even though he’s young, he still has a lot more experience than you, you thought.

You looked around the room at everyone and zoned out, getting an idea of who was who while Mr. Stark introduced you to the group. There was a tall man standing next to Mr. Rogers who seemed to be good friends with him, Peter Parker who you knew from Mr. Stark telling you, Vision and Wanda, an older man who has braces around his legs and seemed to be in constant slight pain during the whole meeting, your neighbor, a woman with short blonde hair and a a serious stare, a man who seemed to be in his 40s with short black curly hair sitting next to the woman, and finally a man standing behind the couch, with a vest on and a sling of arrows on his back.

Mr. Stark quickly listed names off to you as everyone waved or said hello, but when he got to your neighbor, you came back to the conversation and heard that his name was Bucky. Mr. Stark’s voice changed a bit when he had said his name, like something between the two of them, had happened in the past and it had not gone well.

“And that’s everyone! So, in about 10 minutes we’ll meet outside near the hangar and get ready for today’s training, starting with Little Miss Shapeshifter over here.”

You froze, immediately growing cold and uncomfortable. You were not exactly comfortable, to say the least with your powers yet, much less ready to reveal them to the whole group on your first day; but it seems like Mr. Stark had taken care of that for you already. Everyone’s eyes were on you, as you squeaked out a small hello and everyone left, you still as tense as a wooden board.

Mr. Stark saw your discomfort and sent everybody on their way, but stayed to chat with you.

You caught some stares and glances when everyone left but one specifically caught your eye. Bucky. He was staring at you, with a bit of confusion but mostly curiosity. You both seemed to be thinking the same thing, without either of you knowing it.

Who the hell are you?

But the real question was, did he want to know more about you?

Mr. Stark snapped you back to reality and Bucky was walking back to the hallway and soon out of sight when Mr. Stark began to speak. “Hey, I’m sorry about that. Things just slip out of my mouth without thinking but everybody would find out sooner or later today okay? My bad, Y/N.”

Mr. Stark rubbed your shoulder and walked off with Wanda coming to loosen you up, as she could see you were still tense.

“Hey, you okay?” Wanda said, wanting to make sure you were alright.

You dropped your shoulders and sighed, “Yeah I guess so. I don’t know, I guess I wanted to tell everyone myself about this weird thing that has happened to me. I’m still really uncomfortable in my own skin for now, but hopefully, all of you will help.”

Wanda gave you a small smile and a side hug when you thought you could maybe ask her something.

“Hey, Wanda?”

She looked at you and said, “What’s up?”

“Who is Bucky?”

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Sweet Cheeks (Tony Stark x Reader)

Words: 921(it’s short i’m sorry)

Warnings: flirtinggggg ooooo

Requested: BY MY HOMEGIRL BIB @magic-marvel

Summary: Being Mr. Stark’s personal assistant comes with pros and cons, one of them being Tony’s constant flirtatious personality in the workplace. It was hard to focus and you knew he had a thing for you; what if you played along?

A/N: IT SUCKS BUT HERE WE GO YAYYYY

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“Fancy meeting you here, sweet cheeks.”

“Tony, you asked me on the date.”

You didn’t know or care much about Tony Stark. That was until, you had become his personal assistant. It basically then, became your job to know and care about everything he had done or needed to do. Which drove you crazy, because he was a total ass. He could do absolutely nothing, and he’d still manage to annoy you somehow.

Everyone was convinced you two had the hots for each other but you weren’t convinced. Sure, Tony flirted with you but he flirted with girl practically. It’s his nature. Sure he was pretty nice to look at and you weren’t half bad yourself, but nothing would ever happen. Not that you wanted it to.

You had just arrived at the complex when you already had 12 messages from Tony, asking when you’d arrive. You roll your eyes as you walk in with you bag to meet him and discuss upcoming events he needed to attend.

“How can I focus when such a pretty lady is sitting right in front of me?”

Tony had been flirting with you since you started working for him. but today had been one of the worst. Basically anything that came out of his mouth was flirtatious and you began to formulate an idea in your head.

I wonder what Tony would do if I flirt back?

You thought this all out while going over Tony’s schedule with him and what needed to be done today when Tony asked you a question.

“Are you hungry?”

“A bit. Why’s that Mr. Stark?”

“Y/N, we’ve been over this. Call me Tony sweetcheeks.”

“I don’t know, Tony.” You said, turning toward him and slowly standing up, never breaking eye contact with him. “Mr. Stark just seems more professional doesn’t it?”

You walked behind him, Tony still in his chair and a bit stiffer now. You could tell that he was more tense at your sudden attitude change.

“Yeah, I guess your right Y/N but maybe you shouldn’t be so professional all the time,” Tony replied, turning his chair to look at you.

You looked him up and down in his casual clothes for the day; long sleeve dark blue shirt and black joggers. He seemed to go for comfort today, while you were in a black strapless jumpsuit and short white heels, making you still shorter than Tony. You walked closer to him with his eyes looking you down and up, but only until you held him by his chin with your other hand on the arm rest and you were almost nose to nose.

“You seem a bit stiff Mr. Stark. Anything bothering you?” you said, looking at his lips and biting your own bottom one. You let go of his chin and he began to stand up, so close you could feel his hot breath on you.

“Nothing is bothering me, but things just got a bit more interesting don’t you think?” Tony said, walking so close that he backed you into the glass and put his hand on yours very gently, with his expression becoming more soft.

He looked at you with softness in his eyes. “Hi.”

You’d never seen him this way before and all those claims from others about you two liking one another and maybe they were all right. You’d never seen Tony make this expression before. Especially with you. But a warm feeling rose in your chest and you interlocked you fingers with his.

“Hi Tony.” You said gently. You never noticed that there was a bit of amber in the brown of his eyes. You grabbed his other hand and intertwined your fingers again with your back pressed against the cold glass. You experienced something different with Tony in these few moments you stood together enjoying the closeness of your bodies when Tony leaned down and and gently kissed your cheek.

He lingered for a few seconds, you feeling a warm sensation spread throughout your body and you melted into him immediately.

You had had feelings for him for awhile but you buried them inside your own head with thoughts of hatred because you didn’t think he liked you. It almost felt like a high school love story, even though you were adults but that seemed to be fine with both of you. It seemed that Tony felt the same way and now you could express what you’ve secretly wanted to for awhile.

You pulled away from each other but right before you did, Tony whispered something in your ear.

“What size dress do you wear sweetcheeks, because I’d like to spoil you if you’d let me take you out tonight.” Tony winked at you like he always did but it felt more genuine this time, making you laugh.

“Depends on where you’re taking me sweetcheeks.” He widened his eyes at the joke you’d made and then jumped up to give him a small kiss on the cheek before seeing the rest of the group at the complex speechless and frozen in their tracks. After a few seconds, Rogers screams “Finally!” as the whole group comes over to discover that you two had finally realized you liked one another after a year of working together.

Later that night, you and Tony went on your date at a nice restaurant and had a walk afterward back to your apartment, because Tony wanted to be a “gentleman”.

He tried his best and he succeeded, time and time again.

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“I felt nothing... And then... I felt everything.” -carol danvers, captain marvel

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scorpio

october 23rd - november 22nd

zodiac sign #8

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“i am loyal to that throne. no matter who sits on it.” -okoye, black panther

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not to be dramatic but if we don’t actually get a peter and shuri interaction at some point in the future i’ll throw myself off a cliff

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leo

july 22nd- august 23rd

zodiac sign #5

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Mario Kart (VisionxReader)

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: none

Summary: A boring day at the Avengers complex brings on the idea of you teaching Vision how to play video games to pass the time. All goes well until..

A/N: I’ve never written Vision before so I hope this went okay! Thank you Minnie for the request dearest! @minnie-marvel

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“So the number 1 button does what again?”

You tried your hardest not to laugh at Vision’s poor attempt to understand how the game controls worked but were seriously failing. You and Vision had the day to yourselves, with most of the other Avengers out on other business. You decided to make today a bit more interesting with you teaching Vision something new. Mr. Stark didn’t have much of a selection for the Wii, but you made do with some Mario Kart.

“Y/N, how do you remember all this?” Vision asked.

“Well, I guess I could ask you the same question, about basically anything since you’re the smartest person I know, Vis.” You replied, finding it amusing that Vision was having such a difficult time understanding how to play a game you’d been playing since middle school.

“I am not a person, Y/N. My memory all comes from how Mr. Stark made J.A.R.V.I.S. Although sometimes I do wish I was a real person.” Vision said.

You and Vis had had this conversation before, talking about how different your friendship would be if he was an actual person, but it never stood in the way of you two having a good time together. Vision had taught you to be more patient, while you had shown him more of human life and to adapt to the strange human world better. You and Vision had a special relationship, one that no one understood except you two and you hadn’t told anybody, but you wanted your relationship to evolve with Vision. You wanted to be more than just his friend.

Together on the couch, you explained again, while the game was loading, how the controls worked. He seemed to finally understand how the controls worked and you both started to design your car.

The first lap of the first game had started, but little did you know that while you were setting up, Vision had been gathering some quick knowledge about Mario Kart and had a pretty good idea of how it would play out.

Vision wasn’t always sneaky, but he was clever when he wanted to be.

“How in the HELL are you so far ahead of me?!?!” You shrieked, utterly confused at how good Vision was at this game.

“Well, I guess some things just come naturally to me?” Vision said, as innocently as he could with that cute smirk of his. Vision had come to enjoy your sarcastic ways and occasionally, like today, he would throw little comments like this right back at you that seem innocent, but his face gives it all away.

“Oh shut up, you dork,” you replied, giggling like crazy and shoving him lightly on the couch, to which he barely moved. “Alright, I’m challenging you because nobody has ever beaten me this bad at MarioKart. If you win this next round, I’ll help you cook dinner whenever you want for a month.

You weren’t exactly handy in the kitchen, although Vision had recently become an excellent chef. He had asked you before to help him in the kitchen, but you never wanted to mess anything up for him so you just stayed out of way. You didn’t want to disappoint Vis, but you thought it best to leave him to do dinner his way.

However, you knew this idea would excite him so he would really try to win. Maybe that wasn't good for you, but better to make it a fair game.

“Sounds lovely to me, Y/N. But, what will be your end of the bargain dear?” Vision said, scooting a bit closer to you, obviously making you blush.

You thought to yourself, what would you want from Vision?

And it clicked.

The thought of it being too personal or too uncomfortable ran through your head, because under no circumstances did you want to ruin your relationship with Vis. But, you had been growing closer with him recently and you had realized that you developed feelings for him. Stronger than just friendship.

Well, if this doesn’t work out, things will be awkward. But if it does?

You smiled and decided to follow through.

“You have to kiss me.” You said, as suavely and confidently as you could.

It seems to have come off like that, because even though Vis couldn’t physically blush, you could tell he was flattered and was not expecting it at all.

He quickly reverted to his smirk and replied.

“We have a deal, Miss Y/N.”

3,2…1!

You and Vis both zoomed down the track, you easily get a head start as you always do, determined to overcome Vision’s suddenly outstanding ability at winning at Mario Kart. Which was just as infuriating as him making sarcastic comments.

You were now on the second lap, you in the lead but Vision was right on your tail. You couldn’t even look at each other, you were both so focused on the race, both of your eyes glued to the television. You threw out a banana behind you, in an attempt to slow Vision down. It hit him in perfect timing for you to start the final lap and three other cars had now passed Vision.

Halfway through the last lap, things seemed to be looking up for you as you were still in first, worlds away from Vision had he had slipped to 9th place. You were about to cross the finish line and you weren’t letting anything stop you now.

WINNER!

“YES!” You shrieked, jumping on top of the couch, jumping up and down and dancing. You had finally beat him once after a full day of losing to him and you could not have been happier. You ran out of breath and flopped back down on the couch to Vision just smiling at you, seeming so happy to see you happy. You put your head on his shoulder and took a deep breath in, and blew it out slowly. You hadn’t realized how tired you were after playing a full day of video games, but you suddenly could feel Vision’s eyes on you and you picked your head up to meet his.

You had never been so close to Vision’s face before and you could see just how blue and yet how gray his eyes were. They were so distinct and unlike anything you had ever seen before. It felt like you had been staring just at his eyes for years when you had the sudden urge to look at his lips and Vision did the same. Vision made the final move and closed the space between your lips.

You had been kissed before, but it had been only in high school. This was different on a number of levels for a number of reasons. For one, you actually had strong feelings for the person you were currently kissing.

Vision’s lips were cold compared to your warm ones, but it felt right and his hand was on your cheek very lightly. The connection you two made caused goosebumps to run down your whole body and you could feel the warmth inside your chest, realizing how happy this moment made you feel. You pulled away first, still shocked that he actually had kissed you in the first place. Your eyes were still closed but you could feel Vision staring at you again, so you opened your eyes to meet his. He smiled sweetly at you, his hand still on your face as you held the outside of his hand in your own.

“I have the feeling that you let me win that round,” you told Vision quietly, your eyes never leaving his.

“You think?”

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