#kate bishop x male!reader

[teaaagan]

Sleepover

Clint: Have a sleepover they said.

Kate, from the kitchen: PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!

Y/N: IT’S TOO BIG TO SMOTHER!! GET THE ANTI FLAMETHROWER!!

Peter: It’s called a fire extinguisher. A FIRE EXTINGUISHER!!

-Glass shatters, something explodes, screams in unision-

Clint: It’ll be fun they said.

[skylarinfinity]

[team having game night]

tony: [read the card] dumbest scar stories, go!

m/n: i have emotional scars [bluntly]

[team goes silent]

kate: don't worry babe it's not stupid, we all have it [hug m/n]

tags @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen

[infernalodie]

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 (𝐩𝐭.𝟏) || 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩

“𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦“

Inspo: Justin Bieber - Mark My Words

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Barton!Male!reader

Requested: @deafeningsharklimeempath

Summary: Your entire life had been filled with secrecy. Your parents opting to try and make you the child to divert from their ways. But you didn’t want any of it and soon left when Thanos attacked. Finding the girl of your dreams and becoming the man you wanted to be. But what are you suppose to do when your past and present collides, causing secrets to arise?

Warning: Angst, angst, and even more angst

Words 3919

Life had never been easy for someone like you. With your dad who was an Avenger and your mother being an ex-S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you were left to grasp at whatever straws of normalcy you could. Envying all of the kids you knew that had normal lives, normal parents, normal aunts and uncles, you resented them all for it.

There wasn’t a single time in your life that you believed you ever had a chance at something like that. And not once did you ever think getting that could be possible. Safe to say, you were right to think that. You were right to assume that this intense and unfilling lifestyle would be something you were subjugated to for the rest of your life.

And not once did you misconstrue the loneliness with ungratefulness. You were grateful for the life your parents gave you and you were grateful for the love they had for you. But you hated them for not understanding where you stood with this family. They couldn’t comprehend that you would feel alone when you had friends and siblings to keep you company.

Sure, you maybe took their past lives as an inspiration for what you wanted to be. Fighting crime, catching horrible people for the rest of the world to sleep easier at night. But it was their denial, their excuses that broke the camel's back.

“You don’t know who you want to be yet, Y/n.”

You had to live questioning who you were and what you wanted to be. Going through the days stuck, likely, in a life you never even wanted. And them blowing you full of hot air made it difficult for you to be around them anymore. Moving to Chicago and working as some nobody at a law firm while occasionally visiting your aunt. Finding the comfort of her to be the only person to understand and encourage you to be the person you wanted to be.

So, when Thanos came and wiped out half the population in the universe, taking your mom and siblings, you were left with only Nat. Father having disappeared, travelling across the world and killing powerful criminal empires. But this created the drive you needed to learn after your aunt to become a hero. Someone that could put away murderers, like your father, for life. Hoping that it would be what helped you get back at him for everything he put you through.

Time passed, Thanos was defeated, restoring the universe, and you moved away to New York. Natasha and Tony being lost in the battle left you distraught and needing a new start. Changing your name and losing all contact with your parents and everyone in the Avengers as well. Occasionally sending a letter to Bucky to tell him you were still alive. Finding retribution to live your life freely the way you wanted. Working as a salesman during the day and the Red Hood at night. Doing what you wanted in return for never having to see your parent's faces again.

Then you met Kate Bishop. It had been at a museum you had decided to head to with a few coworkers. Wanting to get some relaxation before a night of roaming New York and hoping to not run into Peter Parker who would badger you comments of where you had been.

You two had literally bumped into one another. Her champagne soaking your dress shirt. She had apologized profusely, but you had been lost in her beauty. Not even realizing the inquiry that left your mouth about going on a date with her. You don’t know if it had been your forwardness or your easy-going conversation, but she had accepted it.

That was a year ago and you two were still together. Going strong even after the obvious hesitance Elenor felt about you two being together. She was still going to school and you were still working your job while doing your hero gig on the low. There were secrets in your guys’ relationship besides that. Well, other than the fact that you were the son of her idol, Hawkeye, your father.

Tonight, you had been forced to work late at home because you had been late on a paper for your boss. Having sat in your office for most of the day, looking down on the city you lived in and protected with your life. It had been going like that for a while, but that’s beside the point. Kate had left for a charity event that her mother requested her to go to while you stayed home working.

So, as you typed up the document a third time that day, you sipped from your beer. Leaning back in the leather chair located in the living room. Sighing in exasperation as you stared at the words typed out. Just another tedious and unfulfilling day. As always.

Glancing over at the bookcase, you could feel the tiniest itch. Fingers twitched before you clamped your eyes shut, forcefully turning your head away to stare back at your laptop screen. You took another sip of your beer as the TV played in the background.

“We are following a breaking news story,” the reporter announced. “A high society gala rocked by an explosion when it went off at Park Avenue and 68th Street tonight.”

That caused your head to snap up and look at the TV. Seeing police cars outside of the building you had known Kate would be attending tonight. Moving your laptop off your lap and onto the coffee table, you stood up with growing anxiety in your stomach.

“The explosion is still under investigation,” the reporter said. “But witnesses captured cell phone of a masked assailant fleeing the scene.”

Footage of someone flipping over a car and landing in the middle of the street, covering a dog was shown. But as soon as the person turned their head, the mask and outfit were revealed.

Ronin...

Dad.

“Authorities believe the assailant could be the Ronin who terrorized crime in New York and elsewhere.”

By the time the man was done saying his sentence, you were rushing out of your apartment with your jacket and keys. A permanent frown etched onto your features as you dialled Kate’s phone number. Pressing the device to your ear as you quickly went down the spiralling staircase.

“C’mon, Kate,” you muttered. “Pick up the damn phone-”

“Y/n!” Kate exclaimed. “God, you won’t believe what just happened!”

“Kate, are you okay?” You questioned. “I’m on my way over. Just tell me where you are and I’ll come to pick you up.”

“Wait- Don’t!” Kate suddenly yelled. “I’ll come to you. Just stay there and I’ll be over soon.”

You felt your brows knit together in confusion. “Kate, what’s going on?”

“I’m fine, really,” Kate reassured. “Just, please, stay home. I promise I’ll be over in a bit.”

Sighing deeply, you glanced down the street. You could go out, find her with your suit. She wouldn’t even know it was you.

It wasn’t like you didn’t trust that she was telling the truth. You knew she wouldn’t ever keep something from you. But it was the tone of her voice. It was shaky, and forceful with a lot of what she was saying. It just left an uneasy feeling in your stomach that you weren’t sure would be at ease until you finally figured out what the hell was happening out there.

But taking her word for it, you nodded to yourself. “Ok, fine,” you grumbled. “I’ll stay home. But you get here as soon as you can, alright?”

You could almost see the smile on her face with your willingness. “I will,” she promised. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Hanging up the phone, you glanced down the street again. Clenching and unclenching your hands as you went back upstairs. Fighting the urge to go out and do what you were good at. Just for tonight, you would spend it worrying about your girlfriend.

You don’t know how long you sat at the kitchen table with a beer in your hand. Leg bouncing anxiously as you continuously glanced down at the watch Tony got you before he died. Occasionally getting up to look outside your apartment window, hoping to spot your girlfriend arriving. But it felt like the time drew on longer and longer the more you waited. Begging to whatever higher being was out there that Kate was alright and it was just your anxiety making you feel this way. Sure, Kate could handle herself, but that didn’t help ease the protective nature you had built for the ones closest to you.

And when you heard the jingle of keys and the lock coming free, you shot up from your chair. The door slowly opens with a sigh of exasperation falling from your lips.

“If you had taken any longer, I thought I was going to have to-”

The oxygen in your lungs had been sucked straight out of you. Kate was there, a few cuts on her face, but your father stood behind her. Eyes just as wide as yours, but without the growing rage. Both, the worst part of your past and the best of your present were colliding. But out of anyone, it had to be him? It couldn’t have been your mother?

“I’m sorry I took too long and I will explain, but-” Kate tried to say.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Kate stared at you, finding your gaze focused past her and on Clint. She glanced between the two of you, confused by your sudden change of attitude.

“Y/n,” Clint breathed. “W- I thought you were dead.”

“Kate, come here.” You opened your hand, holding it out for your girlfriend.

She frowned, letting out a nervous laugh. “What’s going on?” She inquired. “How do you know Clint?”

“I’ll explain, just come-”

“You haven’t told her?” Clint asked. “What else have you kept from her?”

Your lips pursed, swallowing the lump in your throat as you felt Kate’s eyes burning into you.

Not now. Not yet.

“Shut your mouth,” you growled.

“Y/n, here, is my son,” Clint announced. “Y/n Barto-”

Before he could finish, you grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the wall. “Shut your fucking mouth!”

There were so many things you wanted to do to this man. Beat him to a pulp, toss him out the nearest window, kill him, none of it was off the table at this point. Especially with the burning gaze from Kate focused on your back.

But before you could do anything, a hand grasped your arm. “Y/n, let him go.” Kate’s command had you twitching your nose. Hands tightening on the fabric of Clint’s jacket as you fought every fibre in your pleading to just punch him. Just one good punch that could get the message across.

Love won over hatred and you backed away from your father. Removing your eyes from the man to look at Kate, who looked up at you in worry. “We should get you patched up,” you muttered, softly taking her hand in yours and leading her to the bathroom.

You went through the mirror cabinet, grabbing everything need to clean her up. And while you did that, she stood by the door, leaning against the frame quietly as the sound of Clint moving around could be heard in the background of the TV talking about Kate’s apartment having been set on fire.

Kate licked her lips looking down at the ground. “Were you planning on telling me you were his son?”

The question had you freezing up as you glanced up at her for a moment before looking back down at the medical supplies. Inhaling deeply and exhaling shakily. “No,” you muttered. “There’s a reason why I wanted to get away from it. A lot is there to unpack that I would prefer being kept away.” Your lips formed a smile as you looked at her. “It would’ve also been weird if you were dating your idol's son.”

For the first time that night, Kate smile and chuckled softly. Following you out of the bathroom to the kitchen table, sitting down with you standing in front of her. Using all your knowledge from Natasha to patch your girlfriend up.

In the background, Clint was scanning the apartment. Taking in all the information given to him about his son that had disappeared without any warning. Finding all the pictures of you and Kate scattered through the apartment. One of you two at what seemed to be a wedding, Kate in a red dress and you in a suit. The both of you dancing with large grins on your face. Another with you two with what Clint suspected to be Kate’s mom.

So much of it was unrecognizable to the boy he remembered raising. You didn’t smile as much as you did now. You didn’t care for much as now. Clint remembers all the times you held a frown or deadpan. Only the rare occasions did he ever see you smile was with your siblings or when you saw Tony and Natasha.

Clint stopped in front of the large bookcase, brows knitting together. Pointing at it, he looked over his shoulder at you. “You picked up reading?”

Sparing a glance at the man, you sighed. “A lot has changed since you left,” you pointed out. “So, yeah. I picked up reading.”

Clint hummed before he spotted Don Quixote, a book he knew you hated since your mother bought it for you. “Interesting.” Before you realized it, Clint pulled the book just enough that a loud click could be heard throughout the apartment. The bookcase pushes out of the wall and slides to the side to reveal your secret compartment.

Inside held guns. From pistols, sniper rifles, and assault rifles. Ammo boxes along each side of the small closet. In the centre stood your red and grey suit. The helmet was a crimson red with a dent in the side from a bullet you had taken to the head. You stared at Kate as she glanced between you and the armour. Utter guilt infested in your eyes, telling Kate that she wasn’t just dreaming this.

Kate stood up with you glaring at your father. She crossed the room in slow steps, advancing on the suit and all the weaponry inside. You couldn’t think of the right words to explain that. What would even be the right thing to say to her? That you were just like most criminals? Killing people that were just as bad as you?

“Kate-”

“So, you didn’t tell her about this?” Clint asked.

“Shut-” You stopped yourself, pointing at him. “Shut your fucking mouth for a moment.”

The man stuffed his hands in your pocket as you walked up towards the girl. “Kate?” You said. “Kate, let me explain-”

“I don’t even know who you are anymore.” Kate’s words left you breathless as you stared at her. She slowly turned around to you, resentment in her eyes as she shook her head. “This is what you’ve keeping from me?”

“Kate, I can explain, okay?” You said. “I do this so I can try and make a difference in this world. Be someone that can protect the ones who need to be protected. I am not the greatest human being - I know that - but I do it because I have to.”

Kate's eyes were clamped shut, raising a hand, silencing you. She inhaled deeply as she pointed to the suit. “Was… Was there ever a Meridian Project?”

Ah, yes. The Meridian Project. An excuse you had been using most nights on your girlfriend to cut your phone calls short. When in actuality, it was just a get-out-of-jail-free card to go out and do your job as Red Hood.

“I…” You were a loss for words. Not knowing how to hide the fact that you’d been lying to her this entire time. This isn’t how you had wished for it to go. You wanted to build up to it, ease her into the triple life you lived. Maybe never introduce her to your family, but let her in on the fact that you were the child of an Avenger and that you did more than just be a salesman. But the cat was out of the bag and you were forced to watch your girlfriend unravel more of your secret each moment that passed.

A scoff fell from her lips as she stormed past you towards your guys’ bedroom. You followed closely behind, hands trembling by your sides. “Kate, wait!”

She stopped short of the door with her head hung low. “I don’t get you.”

“I wanted to tell you-”

“You know what, enough!” Kate interrupted, turning to you.

“No, I wanted to!” You repeated. “But how could I?”

“I don’t know, just say?” She replied as if it was the most simple resolution to the problem you had been feeling for the past year.

You scoffed. “I had to protect you.”

“That is bullshit, Y/n,” Kate spat. “You just didn’t have the nerve to face me.”

“I knew you would react like this.”

Kate inhaled sharply, staring at you incredulously. “How would you react?” She exclaimed. “You lied to me… for months- maybe even longer.” She shrugged, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye. “I would’ve only found out if you were killed when they unmasked Red Hood. And now you are the son of Hawkeye.”

You held your head low, not finding the tiniest bit of courage to face the disappointment and hurt look in your girlfriend's eyes. She stared at you, unable to recognize the man she had fallen in love with all those months ago.

“Who are you?” She whispered.

“C’mon,” you said. “It's me. The same person you met. I don’t even care about all this other shit.”

But Kate saw through that lie and felt even worse. Shaking her head with a shaky sigh. “If you’re done lying to me then you should stop lying to yourself.”

And like that, she entered the bedroom and slammed the door shut. The lock signifying you would be sleeping in the living room for the night until the two of you could hash over the problems Clint’s arrival had caused. You thought that telling her would finally relieve some stress from your shoulder. But now, it had only built up with the fact that she saw a completely different man.

A roguish tear escaped your eye and you wiped it away instantly. Not giving your father the satisfaction of seeing you hurt over something like this. “I told you this life wasn’t one you wanted to live, Y/n,” Clint scolded. “I told you that if you didn’t find someone that lived the same, it would destroy one of you sooner or later.”

You moved to the island, bracing your hands on the edge with a shaky breath. “Your mother and I, we didn’t want you to live this,” Clint told you. “We didn’t want you to live a life full of danger and risk.”

Bring a hand up to your eyes, you used your index and thumb to rub each consecutive eye. Pinching the bridge of your nose with a chuckle falling from your lips as you sniffled. Pointing at the man with a shake of your head, “It’s about time you heard the truth about who you are and what I am.”

Clint stood cross-armed in the living room as you grabbed the beer from the kitchen table. “Well hear this, Clint,” you said. “This is me. This is who I am.” You stated, hands waving in exasperation.

“You wanna know why I left home?”  You inquired. “Because I tried that lifestyle you and mom were always telling me to get. Work a job, be a drone, and don’t turn out like either of you. I ended up getting sent to prison for having a lifestyle like that. Guess who was there for?” He didn’t answer and you pursed your lips. “Natasha was.”

The mere mention of his best friend had the man’s prideful mask cracking. Lips slightly parting as you shook your head. “I’ve tried every job under the sun and I never got anywhere,” you stated, sucking in a harsh breath, jabbing a finger at the man. “‘Cause you and mom blew me so full of hot air, I could never stand taking orders from anyone. That’s who’s fault it is and it’s about goddamn time you heard it, Pop.”

A soft laugh escaped you as you looked off into open space, motioning with your hand. “I work a salesman job, you hear me?” You said. “And when I was in Chicago, I kept stopping during each document I wrote and-”  You noticed Clint with his head down. “Do you hear this?!”

Clint’s head snaps up, clenching his jaw as he forces his eyes to focus on you. So, you continued. “I kept stopping and I finally noticed the city I lived in.” Your lips curve into a smile. “I finally saw the things I love. The city, the people, the hotdog stands- all of it.”

“Then I thought to myself, “what the hell am I doing with myself, huh?”.” You said. “Why am I trying to be something I don’t want to be? What am I doing in an office making a contemptuous begging fool of myself when all that I need is out there! Waiting for the second that I say I know who I am! Why couldn’t I say that, Pops?”

Again, Clint couldn’t meet your eyes. Seeing the tears stream down your face as you poured your heart out to him about all the bullshit he and his wife have caused you. How they could accept the fact that you were more than just a normal kid. Or that they couldn’t handle the possibility of you wanting to be just like them and use the fact that you were able to have a normal life.

“Dad, look at me!” You pleaded with the bottle in your hand being tossed across the apartment. The sheer impact of the glass shattering caused the man to painfully meet your broken gaze.

“I’m a dime a dozen!” You explained, body movement showing the hysterics you were lost in. “So are you! I am not a normal guy and neither are you! You were never anything more than a superhero that got forgotten after Thanos was defeated. And me? I am an afterthought! I tried everything to make you two proud, but it cost my happiness for your approval! An afterthought- that’s what I am to you!”

A sob racked your body as you waved your hand. Hiccuping over your tears as you sniffled. “I am more than what you wanted me to be,” you cried. “And for you to come back into my life and try to tell me how I should be living my life is cruel. You know that and I know that. So you gotta stop trying to act like my parent. You weren’t one then and you aren’t one now.”

With tears in your eyes, you grabbed your keys and phone. Clint couldn’t even question where you were going before you left the apartment. The door slammed behind you, echoing the words of pain you had never gotten to speak until now.

[yelenasvestenthusiast]

midnight visitor ; kate bishop

warnings: none really

"hi."

you don't respond, only staring at the black haired girl half-stuck in your window.

kate smiles sheepishly and gives her leg another tug, to no avail. "um, surprise?"

you sigh and drag her into your apartment. she lands on the floor with a thud, no doubt annoying the tenant downstairs.

you plant your hands on your hips. "you will explain to me why you're breaking into my house at 4 in the morning."

it's not a question - it's a command. kate rubs her nape and reveals what she's been hiding behind her back - awkwardly, what with her quiver also strapped across her back.

it's a cat plushie.

in a shark onesie.

"i just... got this," she says nervously, avoiding your eyes.

that is her reason for basically breaking and entering your apartment?

"you're unbelievable." you hold in the urge to snicker. how very kate of her. "you can't use the door like a normal person?"

"wanted to surprise you," she mumbles.

"you did. i was very surprised to see a katherine bishop halfway through my window in her full hero uniform."

"let's not talk about that."

"we are so talking about that."

with a final grin (kate evidently relaxes), you push her down on the couch and bring out the first-aid kit. "how do you manage to get hurt every time you go on a mission?"

"it's just a little scratch!"

"mhm, you'd probably call a bullet wound 'just a little hole'." you press her cut a little firmer with your cotton swab and she winces. "also, just because other people break into your house with ease doesn't mean you could do it too."

she grumbles. "i know."

"lastly," you glance at the cat plushie still in her hands and fight back a smile, "where'd you get your little friend?"

she visibly brightens. "cute, right? i was sort of running away from these guys and saw it in a store window and i had to stop running to get it because it reminded me of you."

"that's stupid." you roll your eyes as you return the first-aid kit. "what if they caught you?"

"can't be that stupid if it's got you smiling," she retorts. you scoff playfully.

"i was thinking of naming it tuna," kate continues, thinking out loud. "you know, because cats like tuna. and it's in a shark onesie and sharks eat tuna. wait, do sharks eat tuna?"

"kate, it's 4:30," you scold. "aren't you going home?"

she stands up and approaches you. "i was thinking maybe i could stay the night."

you raise and eyebrow. "what makes you think i'll let you?"

"maybe because you can't resist me?" she jokes, cornering you against the wall.

"hmm..." her head descends, lips about to land on your skin when you push her away and throw clothes at her face. "take a shower, stinky. and then we'll see."

a/n: js kate getting distracted by a plushie while running away <3

[ornii]

Slip Up

(Y/n) and Kate are practicing Their Archery. Hitting Bullseyes

(Y/n): Random question, you think you’d teach your kids archery? Seems redundant since there’s not much you can do close range with a bow.

Kate: Should be fine, you’re pretty good at hand to hand so I know our kids are gonna be fine.

(Y/n): yeah I— wait did you say “our” kids?

Kate: … I gotta go

Runs Away turning red

(Y/n), Standing there dumbfounded.

(Y/n): Uh, Okay? Good talk.

[thebisexualdogdad]

Okay here me out...

Bully/Jock Kate Bishop x nerd male reader smut?

Kate Bishop x Male!reader

*non-archer Kate College AU*

● Kate Bishop is one of the most popular (and richest) girls on campus

● she was made the captain of the soccer team, water polo team and track & field team all by sophomore year

● you on the other hand were quite the opposite and had been picked on by her group of jock friends ever since your were freshman living in the same co-ed dorm building

● though secretly you and Kate had been hooking up for months

● it started when her grades were slipping and she needed to hire a tutor to be able to keep her spot on all the sports teams

● her mom gave her a bunch of money and told her to find the smartest kid on campus which just happened to be you

● she had recently broken up with her douchey football playing boyfriend and kissed you while alone in the schools library during one of your study sessions

● “don't get any ideas I'm only making out with you for a rebound” she says taking you to one of the closed off bookcase aisles to keep making out

● but then a week later she was on a high from winning a soccer game and found herself knocking on your apartment door

● “don't you dare tell anyone about this its a one time thing” she says as you're taking off her clothes

● but it wasn't a one time thing

● she was coming over to your apartment at least twice a week to hook up

● she even invited you to one of her famous parties

● “what the hell is he doing here?” One of her friends asked when they saw you walk through the door

● “no idea but I'm kicking him out” Kate says

● but she doesn't and instead sneaks you upstairs to her room

● and in the morning makes you climb down from her second story window while her roommates were passed out in the living room hungover from the night before

● you fall straight into a bush and stumble out of it whispering “I'm okay” which makes her laugh

● Kate is quite demanding in the bedroom

● she knows exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to be direct in getting it

● plus she finds it really hot that you let her order you around

● and thanks to her athletic stamina she can go for hours and in the craziest positions

● when she rides you you get to watch every single one of the defined muscles in her body flexing

● she loves leaving hickies all over your neck and chest

● she proudly smirks to herself when she sees you walking around campus trying to cover them up

● you've gotten quite good at eating her out (which she taught you how to do to ensure she always gets the most pleasurable orgasms)

● some nights she makes you go down on her until your jaw can't take it anymore

● she'll return the favor by slipping underneath your study table at the library to give you a blowjob that makes your knuckles turn white from gripping the table so hard

● she's also big on giving you praise during sex

● you have plenty of quickies in your car in between classes

● and hook ups in locker rooms when her teammates leave after practice

● her mom bought her a huge house with a pool in a secluded backyard so she's able to do private training for water polo (and for her and her roommates to have pool parties)

● so she also invites you over when her roommates are gone to go skinny dipping in said pool

● you weren't aware that her ex had been trying to get back with her for a while

● one of his buddies who just so happened to live in the same student apartment building as you saw Kate leaving your place

● so he told her ex which led to him trying to fight you outside the food hall

● Kate sees him punch you and runs over to the commotion

● “what the fuck Kate? This is the guy you get with?”

● her friends are looking at her and she panics

● “you've got it all wrong, I'm just tutoring her,” you lie with blood running down your face from your nose

● “no, I'm dating Y/N,” she confesses

● her ex raises his fist to punch you again but Kate kicks him in the nuts making him fall to the ground

● she takes your hand and gets you out of there going back to your apartment to clean you up

● “so we're dating huh?” You tease her

● “yeah and don't make me regret it” she laughs before kissing you

[amphibiahawks321]

Clint : Now I want you to focus on the center red part of the target okay? Just imagine the target is in front of you....

[Clint backs up]'

M!Reader : Hmm... Are you sure there aren't any more tactics to make this easier for her?

Clint : None that I can think of-

DING💡

Clint : Wait... I think know what to do

M!Reader : Really?!

Clint : KATE!

Kate : ???

Clint : IMAGINE THE CENTER OF THE TARGET IS Y/N'S HEART! AND IF YOU HIT IT PERFECTLY IN MIDDLE IT MEANS YOU'VE MADE Y/N FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU!

M!Reader : WHAT! What kind of method is that!

Clint : Hey it's worth a try right?

M!Reader : Oh come on you think-

[HIT THE CENTER]

Kate : I did it!

Clint : Chuckles you were saying?

M!Reader blushing : ......

[bumblesimagines]

Kate Bishop

i didn't think you came to this place anymore!

is that your new girlfriend?

will you give me another chance?

i didn't think you came to this place anymore!

is that your new girlfriend?

will you give me another chance?

If you've booped me, just know I've booped back through my main blog!

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs, Gender Neutral!Reader

Despite midnight ticking closer, the city below remained bustling with life. Honking cars driving down the road, groups of people shuffling down the sidewalk, customers heading in and out of different shops as if it were a casual afternoon. You watched everyone head up and down the sidewalks from your spot on the ledge, the people below so far and small they almost appeared like ants bustling around. You enjoyed the view, and especially enjoyed having a little spot where nobody could distur-

"(Y/N)? Oh, wow, hey!"

Great.

You turned and peered over your shoulder as Kate Bishop of all people emerged from the darkness. She smiled widely, albeit nervously, before raising her hand to do a small, awkward wave. She quickly dropped her hand back to her side and muttered under her breath, a light pink dusting falling over her cheeks. You rolled your lips into your mouth and inhaled deeply through your nose, scratching your temple and giving her a forced polite smile.

"Hey, Kate." You greeted, swinging your legs over the stone railing and hopping down from the ledge. 

"I didn't think you came to this place anymore! I thought that... after you, uh... dumped me you'd stop coming by." Kate winced, slipping her fists into the pockets of her coat and dropping her eyes down onto the dust-covered floor. "It's... It's been a while, huh? You look good."

"I come by sometimes... mainly when you have classes."

"You remember my schedule?" Kate's head snapped up, her brows lifting in surprise. "I don't even think my mom knows it."

"Yeah, well... I memorized it back when we were still dating." You murmured, hearing your phone ding in your pocket and fishing it out. Tapping on the screen twice, it lit up and revealed a message from a friend asking about your whereabouts. You answered them quickly and stuffed the phone back in your pocket.

"Is that your new girlfriend?" Kate abruptly asked, her ears turning a deeper shade of red. "I- It's- It's none of my business. Forget I even asked. I don't know why I asked. I'm- Well- I do know but-"

"I'm not dating anyone, Kate." You interrupted her before she could go into one of her long rambles. She blinked, her mouth clamping shut and ponytail swishing around when she nodded. You glanced toward the staircase leading down to the lower levels and began taking slow steps toward it.

"Uhm-" Kate lifted her arm, hand outstretched to stop you. She cleared her throat, another nervous smile appearing on her face. She brought her hands together and began fiddling with her fingers, lips moving as she tried finding the right words to say before she simply blurted it out. "I know you said that we should go our separate ways and that it'd be better like this but I-I don't want that. I... I still really like you and I know you've never gotten along with my mom but I still think we can make it work. So, will you give me another chance?"

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

You were standing in your apartment balcony waiting for your girlfriend, Kate Bishop, to join you. Suddenly, she came out holding a blindfold.

Kate: Put this on.

Soon after, she was leading you up a flight of stairs with the blindfold over your eyes.

Y/n: Katie, what are you doing? We're going to miss the eclipse?

Kate: I told you, it's a surprise.

Once you reached the top, she removed your blindfold, and you saw she had laid out a blanked on the roof with a bunch of sun and moon themed snacks and drinks.

Y/n: Wow, this is amazing, Katie.

Kate: I figured we should make the most of this one in twenty years opportunity.

You kissed her before you both sat down on the blanket with a moon pie and a Sunkist soda. As the eclipse started, you both lowered the glasses over your eyes as the moon passed over the sun.

[themarvelousknight27]

Hot

Y/N: is it hot in here or it’s just me?

Kate:* leans seductively over the Counter* the only thing that is hot is you.

Y/N: Kate turn on the Ac

[teaaagan]

Wall

Kate: You wanna see how hardcore I am?

Kate: *punches wall*

Y/N: ...

Kate: ...

Kate: Take me to the hospital

[skylarinfinity]

*clint and kate sitting in front m/n*

clint: *deep sigh* m/n how the hell you going from out for ice cream to out to commit set people house on fire?

m/n: well i do want buy my neapolitan but that woman tell me to give it to her kids because only one left.

kate: then?

m/n: i said no but she insists that i need to give her because i need to think about children.

clint: then...

m/n: i still said no, then she take the ice cream from my basket so i follow her home and burn her house.... i get my ice cream tho *give kate ice cream tub*

clint: *look at kate with desperate in his eyes* please tell your boyfriend to behave.

kate: i um- i thought she deserves it, you don't take somebody else ice cream tub.

m/n: *make weird hands gesture and pointing at kate* seeeee she understand me!

*clint walk away and start screaming*

m/n: umm *open ice cream tub and offer it to kate* ice cream?

kate:

tags: @sonicqaulan

[infernalodie]

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 || 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩

“𝘉𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘦“

Inspo: Cigarette’s After Sex - Opera House RY X - Only

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Villiain!Black!Male!reader

Summary: You would change the world just for her. With one ask, you would reshape reality as it was to fit the image she wished for. Too bad villain's don’t get the girl in the stories.

Warnings: Mentions of smut, slight obsession, suicide, and angst

Words 2115

DNI IF YOU’RE SENSITIVE TO THE WARNINGS ABOVE!!

You had been a ghost to the world. A set of atoms insignificant to the rest of humanity that wasn’t seen as dangerous, nor important. You had been a nobody. No family, no friends, no one was left in your life to care for you. And somewhere there, you had been lost.

Lost to the waves of sorrow and sadness. Left to try and gain what little bits of oxygen you could before being swept to the depths. And for a while, you could keep your head above water. You could breathe and swim in that unrelenting ocean. You could have waves crash against or upon you, and still, you kept your head afloat. Not willing to let it be the end of you when you knew there was still so much left for you.

But then you were finally freed. A kind and loving hold were placed around you, lifting you free from that ocean. Giving you a chance for freedom and salvation in the most unsuspecting places. It came in the form of Kate Bishop. Someone you never thought you would meet in a million years.

She shined a light in your life when there had been nothing but darkness for far longer than you’d like to admit. You had finally been freed from the loneliness and silence you’d dealt with your entire life. You finally felt like you existed, and it was because of her. For a time, you didn’t think anyone else was capable of doing something like that. And you were right to think that because no one else had given you the time of day.

Only Kate. Always Kate.

You had fallen into her before you even had the chance to pull away. Kate’s grip on your mind and entire being had posed a threat since the moment you saw those kind eyes. Ever since then, all you had ever been able to think about was her. When she was with you, you thought about her. When she was away, you thought about her. She infected every single thought of yours.

Her giddy smile. Her infectious laugh. Her often awkward comments. Her fangirling over Hawkeye. It all could bring a smile to your lips.

But this was something that should’ve been expected. When someone comes into your life and rocks it, you often lean over to them more than one would like to admit. That had been the case with Kate as you were willing to do anything for this girl. She deserved nothing short of everything.

And when you finally had her, when you finally were able to show your love to her, you knew she deserved every single bit of the world. The way her body moved on top of yours, the way the sounds of pleasure fell from her lips beneath you. Invading your mind and forever being locked in a box to be reminisced upon in the future. How she felt when you were inside her, it all was burned into your brain to be remembered fondly on.

For a while, things had been perfect. You could live your life happily knowing that your saviour, your lover, your girlfriend, was going to be back at your apartment waiting for you. She made all the pain and torment worth it in the end. Every moment of loneliness had been made up by her presence and existence alone. Because truthfully, you don’t think you would be alive right now if it wasn’t for her.

Except, her dreams had come to fruition and they became the source of all her attention. Being Hawkeye’s student became more important than the family you wished to have with this woman. She found love in the aspect of fighting people and taking down villains. And in a way, you couldn’t hold it against her. This was something she had always deeply wanted and now she had it. But you wondered what came next. Does this mean things weren’t the same as they were going to be?

But the question wasn’t “What did it mean now?” It was “Where were you now in this equation?” Were you the answer? Were you just a piece to lead to the answer Kate desperately needed? Or were you never in the equation in the first place? Would you just be an afterthought in the end?

It seemed that none of these questions had been given answers and you had been left alone, once again. Kate had decided to fly out of New York to train with Clint Barton. Which left you back at square one. Right where you had started when you were born. Alone and left to live in silence.

But silence brought questions to people’s minds that they didn’t want to give answers to themselves. Because when they don’t have any other ones, they have to come up with one that they think is correct. Which can cloud the minds of some of the best. It can persuade them to do some of the darkest things imaginable because, in the end, they think it to be right.

You didn’t like thinking back on the times when you had been happy. You didn’t like thinking about her. It messed with your head. It made you sick to your stomach. The mere flash of her left you questioning if things were always meant to turn out the way they did.

You, the bad guy. Kate, the person hunting you down for justice.

“Y/n, sir, I promise to get you the money tomorrow,” the man, Joseph, pleaded from the chair in the centre of the meat freezer. Face busted up with his left eye the size of an apple from the sheer force of each of your punches. He was broken. Just like you.

Lighting a cigarette, you brought the cancer stick to your lips. Taking a deep inhale with the faint sound of whirling coming from the A/C unit in the corner of the room. “Can I tell you a story?” You asked rhetorically, closing your eyes. “I once visited this opera house. I had heard the greatest things about it. The music, the people, they had all been too good to be true, you know?”

Sighing, you stood up from the table you had been leaning against. Your bodyguards standing by the doors and another two stood on either side of Joseph, who followed you closely with his eyes. The sheer relaxed form and features you displayed sending a slithering chill down his spine.

“So, I finally show up,” you said, “I grab my seat and listen.” You paused for a moment, a small twitch of your lips noticeable before it disappeared. “I listen to the music, the way it carries through the auditorium, the way it soothes the worst of souls like mine. And you want to know what I find out Joseph?”

The man hesitates but soon shakes his head as you turn to him. Taking another large puff of the cigarette before dropping it to the cement floor. Crushing it under your new Kensington Derby’s as you place your hands in your pockets.

“I find out that it was too good to be true,” you answer. “I find out that this idea of this place to be nothing short of sickening. The people are rich assholes and the music doesn’t do much but momentarily mute the silence of our minds. It gives us a reason to listen for just a moment before it's all gone once more.”

A sigh falls from your lips before you laugh, scratching your temple. “It’s much like the lies you spew,” you tell him. “You say you’re going to get me my money, but then you don’t.” You paused, the wicked smile from your lips falling with your face forming anger, and resentment, with a slight twitch of your nose. “It’s like love. They tell you they love you. Reassuring you for a time before they leave you to pick up the pieces they left.”

With a moment of silence, you sniffled and looked down at the man. “You got two sons, right?”

He took a moment before humming. “Yeah, 4 and 5.”

You nodded with a deep exhale. “No son should watch their dad die.” Giving a brief nod to one of your men which he returned, he wrapped a plastic bag around Joseph’s head. You moved back to the table, sighing at the sounds of gasps coming from the helpless man.

“You disrespected me, Joey,” you stated. “I gave you time, I showed weakness, and you used it to your advantage. So, now, I’m going to kill your family for thinking you could use me the way you did.”

But as the room was filled with the sounds of choking and coughing, it was interrupted by the door being kicked open. The cracking of a bowstring filled your ears. And when it snapped, you moved your head to the side just in time for an arrow to fly past you and pierce your bodyguard suffocating Joseph to the death.

You spun around, pulled your Glock-19 from the back of your pants and pointed it at Clint Barton and Kate Bishop. There was no emotion evident on your face at the reveal of your ex. But inside, you had been dreading the moment your paths would cross once more. The inevitability of it would’ve come, but you thought a little longer would’ve sufficed compared to now.

Kate’s pain wasn’t as well hidden as yours as she had her bow aimed right at you. “Y/n.” Her words were hushed, almost as if it was bad juju to utter your name.

“Kate,” you replied, slowly stepping back. “I can’t say I am happy to see you. I think we’d both be lying to one another if that was the case.”

“Y/n, put the gun down,” Clint spoke up. “This doesn’t have to get worse than it already is.”

“I think seeing my ex is as bad as it can get, Hawkeye,” you spat. “Can’t leave well enough alone, huh? Always gotta play the hero, Kate.”

“We can walk away from this, Y/n,” Kate reasoned. “Just- Just put down the gun and let’s talk.”

A thunderous laugh ripped through your chest as you grabbed Joseph by the collar of his shirt and moved him in front of you. “Talk about what?” You inquired. “The fact that you turned your back on me? Left me alone? Do you know how much I mourned you?”

“I was always here-”

“No, you weren’t!” You yelled. “If you were, you wouldn’t have placed me back to where you found me. God, to think that you weren’t different from the others!” You placed the butt of the pistol to the side of your head, eyes squinted shut with a sharp exhale. “How could I be so fucking stupid?”

“You aren’t stupid, Y/n.” Kate slowly lowered her bow. Releasing the tension of the arrow against the string as she raised a hand in surrender. “I never should have left you, I know that. I just thought you were able to be on your own now that you had everything you deserved.”

You shook your head, lips parting. “All I had ever wanted was you,” you whispered. “That’s it. Nothing would’ve been better than you. No amount of money could change how much I loved you. But, you changed. You left me when I needed you.”

Shaking your head, you inhaled shakily and exhaled heavily. A cold shiver ran down your spine as you stared at the girl. “But I won’t live inside a cage if it isn’t with you.”

Shoving Joseph towards Clint, knocked the Avenger's aim off. Leaving you to quickly press the gun under your jaw with your eyes fluttering shut. Kate’s widened in pure shock as she went to cry out your name.

But the loud crack of a gunshot rang out with your head being thrown back and your body hitting the ground with a thud. “Y/n!” Kate rushed over to your body.

Falling to her knees with her bow being discarded to the side as she lifted your body into her arms. Gloved hand coming to your smooth caramel face and shaking your head slightly. “No, no, no,” she whispered with tears brimming in her eyes.

Your head laid slack in her hold, blood coming from the wound under your jaw and the top of your head. The only sound to be heard is the droplets of your own blood hitting the cement floor.

She’d built you an opera house. It had been the only one able to give you peace of mind.

[yelenasvestenthusiast]

shoot your shot ; kate bishop

summary: kate misunderstands clint's instructions, but something good comes out of it. warnings: none

"try shooting a little higher this time," clint advises, angling kate's arm a few inches higher. kate nods in understanding, her brows furrowed in concentration, and she was about to let her arrow fly when a voice shoots through the air and pierces her heart.

"hey, how's training?"

her eyes drift over to you, as if you were the north her magnetic field aligns with.

"good, so far." clint gestures to kate with his head. "kate's been doing good."

"did you just compliment me?" kate asks incredulously, not daring to move in an attempt to look impressive to you.

the former avenger scoffs. "don't get used to it."

"mom wants you inside, by the way," you cut in, redirecting kate's attention to you. "says something needs to be fixed."

"yeah, yeah, i'll be right there." you nod and take out your phone, plugging in your earphones. clint turns to kate. "alright, shoot your shot."

kate shakes her head, turning back to clint with raised eyebrows. "what, now?"

clint scowls. "yeah. now. shoot."

the young archer blinks, registering his words. then she shrugs, drops her arrow (much to the confusion of the older master archer), and basically skips over to you.

"hey."

you pluck out an earphone to look up at her and her breath hitches. your e/c eyes meet her blue ones and she can't tear her gaze away. she almost backs out from your intense stare and the feeling of her partner slash best friend (or so she says) glaring holes into the back of her head, but she reminds herself of her mission.

"yeah?"

"so, um." she swallows. "i was wondering if you'd like to, you know," she spreads out her arms as if that made her intentions more obvious, "go out with me. on a date, i mean. and i really hope you don't see me as a sister like lila, cooper, or nate do because that would be really awkward and- and it would suck. and i'd feel like an idiot."

"kate."

"and for the rest of my life i'll remember this really big fumble and it would haunt me forever-"

"yes, kate, i'll go on a date with you."

she stops mid-ramble and stares. "wait, what?"

you smile at her. she feels the heat rushing to her face and she's sure the pink tint isn't because of the cold. "i said i'll go on a date with you. if i'm being honest, i though we already were dating, since we hang out a lot. my advances seem to be reciprocated."

her blush deepens. "oh. yeah. well, i wasn't sure if you'd interpret it that way-"

"y/n!" lila yells out from the doorway. "mom needs your help with the pie!"

you roll your eyes at the interruption. "already on my way!" you turn to kate and plant a kiss on her cheek before walking away, leaving her there like a medusa victim - that's to say, like stone - until she regains her senses and walks back to where clint has been standing.

"what the hell was that?" he demands.

"what?" the bishop girl frowns. "you told me to shoot my shot. i shot my shot."

clint groans and facepalms. "i meant your arrow, kate. the arrow. shoot the arrow."

"oh."

clint firmly repositions kate as if she were some action figure, grumbling underneath his breath about "stealing his kids from him".

but kate could swear she could see the grumpy old man attempting to hide a smile.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Being Roommates with Kate Bishop & Peter Parker Would Include...

•You are roommates with Kate and Peter. Kate put an ad online looking for a roommate and they accepted you.

•While they are gone, you take care of Lucky most of the time.

•You started a YouTube channel.

•You and Peter would talk about games, lego, and movies that are coming out. But sometimes Peter starts to talk about Star Wars.

•Kate would join you and Peter, and there are always questions asked by the fans.

•Kate would brag about beating you and Peter in a game.

•Kate does talk about how it's cool to be an Avenger.

•You three talk about which Avenger member is fun to hang out with.

•One time, Thor and Korg joined in then Thor talked about how he disliked NoobMaster.

•Kate did come up with the new youtube channel name and the group name.

•Peter and Kate pretended to forget your birthday, but they surprised you with a cake and gifts.

•When Peter and Kate are on missions, they would check up on you and Lucky.

• Sometimes, you would watch Kate and Peter play video games together.

•There are times, you three would argue with each other and then ignore each other for days.

•For the holidays, you would spend it with them.

•You were dating someone and had a bad breakup, Kate and Peter would comfort you.

•Sometimes, you would help them fix their suits, or you and Peter help Kate make arrows.

•Peter would help you cook dinner.

•Peter’s room is a mess.

•Kate’s room is semi-messy but you would find something interesting.

•You hate sharing a bathroom with them.

•Kate takes forever in the bathroom, you and Peter would bang on the door to make her hurry up.

•Peter takes long showers.

•When you are in the bathroom, they will rush you.

•You would go to the laundromat with Kate and Peter. No one can't back out of it.

•Sometimes Lucky would sleep on your bed.

•You, Peter, and Kate would do something new for the YouTube channel.

•You and Peter met Yelena because of Kate.

[thebisexualdogdad]

Kate Bishop x male deadpool!reader (featuring Jeff the land shark)

● "you can't bring a shark in here!"

● "why not?! he's not dangerous he's a good boy! He's basically a dog!" you yell back at the woman scolding you

● you brought Jeff to the dog park looking to make some friends but the other park goers were not thrilled to have a land shark around their pets

● when Kate and Lucky show up Jeff is alone in the corner of the park looking sad cause none of the dogs want to play with him

● but as soon as Lucky is off his leash he runs straight to Jeff and they start playing

● "look they are best friends!" You say approaching his owner

● "um… is that a shark?" She asks

● "yep, his name is Jeff and im Y/N"

● "okay, well I'm Kate and that's Lucky the pizza dog"

● "ooh Jeff and I love pizza you want to get a slice together?"

● "well he's not the weirdest thing I've seen this week so sure"

● after letting Jeff and Lucky play together for a while you guys go get pizza

● "you look really familiar have we met before?" You ask Kate when it hits, "wait a minute… you're the new hawkeye!"

● "I know I don't exactly keep my real identity a secret but I also try not to shout it to pizzerias full of people"

● "Oh its okay, I'm Deadpool maybe you've heard of me"

● "aren't you the guy that jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge fighting taskmaster"

● "that's me! that was technically the fourth time I died and I also found out taskmaster is a really good swimmer but don't tell anyone he ended up getting away, I have a reputation to maintain"

● "you're weird… I like it"

● you and Kate become really good friends

● Jeff and Lucky have play dates all the time

● Jeff has a friend and you have an excuse to see Kate because you are not so secretly crushing on her

● teaming up on missions and being a force to be reckoned with

● between Kate's arrows and your swords the bad guys never know what to expect

● although when Yelena is in town you and her are a chaotic mess that Kate is always cleaning up after

● "guys was it really necessary to break in through the giant glass window… the door was unlocked"

● "yeah but going through the window was way more badass"

● "he's right Kate Bishop, window is way cooler than unlocked door"

● "Y/N you literally have a giant piece of glass in your neck"

● you feel the big glass shard in your neck and casually pull it out, blood spurting out "it's fine, that'll heal"

● going for long walks together with Jeff and Lucky

● everyone stares at Jeff but he just keeps walking confidently besides Lucky

● you and Kate have plenty of matching outfits for them

● you finally ask Kate out with a plater of tacos shaped in a heart

● "Kate Bishop will you do me the honor of going on a date with me?"

● before Kate can say anything Jeff jumps up and grabs the platter, tacos falling everywhere with Jeff and Lucky eating as many as they can

● "Jeff! Dude! Those were for Kate!"

● "Y/N, it's okay," she says laughing, "and yes I will go out on a date with you"