Earth to MARVEL

Just a girl with an obsession for marvel. Requests are open.

[romanxffs]

crying and throwing up at the way makkari runs to druig at normal pace instead of using her super speed after realizing he’s not dead

[romanxffs]

i just think that ✨druig and makkari✨

[pietrotheavenger]

the four times steve rogers almost kisses you and the first time he does

summary: steve rogers has been smitten with you ever since you joined the avengers. it’s only a matter of time until he kisses you.

pairings: steve rogers x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, blood, near death experiences

a/n: i told you i’d be back! do you like it better when i write in second person or third? do you want to see an au!bucky barnes x reader series, an au!steverogers x reader series, or an au!the avengers x reader series with a dash of au!steve rogers x reader on the side? this is for @prettyyoungtragedy‘s 2k writing challenge! congrats on 2k sweet pea <3

word count: 4300ish

the four times steve rogers almost asks you on a date and the time he does

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[bionic-buckyb]

A Polyamorous Roommate AU

(Thank you SO MUCH to @captainrogerss for the beautiful graphic! ♥)

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Last updated: 7/11/18

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[bionic-buckyb]

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A Thor x Reader / Soulmate Series

(Thank you SO MUCH to @theashhole for the beautiful graphic! ♥)

*side note: please know that the woman in the picture above does not define the reader in this story. she can be whoever you want her to be. this picture just embodied what i’m trying to say in my fic, + that looks like Thor.

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Last Updated: 7/10/18

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[lokisnotdeadbitches]

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[bxckybxrnxs]

Love Interests

Summary: ‘You’re playing Peter Parker’s latest love interest in Avengers: Infinity War and at the premiere Anthony and Seb are asked for their continued opinion of Tom Holland. The two of them claim, live at the premiere that the two of you should get together, as Tom is always drooling over you. What they don’t know is that you and Tom are doing fine without their prompting.’

Pairing: Tom Holland x female reader

Characters: Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, Tom Holland

Feels: Low

Warnings: Suggested (previous) smut, swear words

Word Count: 2,104

Part: 1/1

Author’s Note: (Not my gif) All my own work , this story and the ideas for is copyrighted to me (@bxckybxrnxs) but I do not own the characters or setting. Part of the interview at the start is taken from the Civil War premiere. Trying something different here with some Tom Holland x Reader :)

“Do you still hold steady with your views on the Spiderman actor, Tom Holland?” The reporter asked, voice booming as he pushed fowards in the bustling crowd of publicists, stretching out his microphone to Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie.

“Actor? Can we really call him that?” Anthony joked, dismissing the question “I think ‘kid’ will do him just fine.”

“I mean honestly, how old is the guy, twelve?” Seb added, cheeky smirk on his face; raising an eyebrow as he backed up Anthony.

“The juice box breaks are getting outta hand, man! And what does he have that we don’t? All he has is spandex and webs; I can cut webs with my wings.” Anthony said, the sarcastic tone evident in his voice as he leant forward, speaking intently.

“If we kicked up the fuss he does we’d be long gone.” Seb laughed, as he continued to pick on the Spiderman actor, “He’s like a mini Downey, but without any of the talent.”

“Like a Downey Jr, Jr?” The reporter joked mockingly.

“Exactly,” Anthony replied, “But in spandex, Tom is just a little asshole in spandex.”

“So there’s no love lost between you?” The interviewer questioned, still pushing the microphone intrusively close.

“None at all.” Anthony answered, “Not between us as least.” He threw a knowing grin at Seb, as he gestured between the two of them.

“Do tell.” The reporter implored, eyes lighting up at the thought of some new juicy gossip for his article on the premiere.

“The kid has his high school crush within the cast.” Anthony mock whispered. “He’s practically drooling every time she is in the room.”

Seb looked round, flicking his head from left to right as though he was checking whether Tom was in earshot. “Honestly though, the two of them should get together,” He said, speaking frankly, “Although Y/n is one of the nicest girls, do we really want to burden her with Tom?”

At a mention of a name the reporter’s eyes filled with glee, any onlooker could practically see the cogs whirring in his brain.

“Well she might finally manage to kick some sense into him.” Anthony answered, smirking.

The two of them turned away from the reporter for a second, twisting their heads trying to find you in the crowd.

“There she is.” You heard Sebastian Stan say, as you caught his eye and he beckoned you over. Flashing him a quick smile in reply and only stopping once to pose for a photo, you sauntered over to where him and Anthony Mackie were being interviewed.

“You and Tom right?” Was the question abruptly thrust at you. Raising an eyebrow in mock confusion, your gaze flicked back and forth between Seb, Mackie and the reporter.

“She’ll only deny it.” Seb laughed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and kissing the side of your head affectionately.

“What rumours have you two been starting now?” You laughed, playfully pushing him away. Sebastian and Anthony already had a history of starting rumours centred on embarrassing Tom and now it was obvious you were being dragged into the mess. 

“We’re just spreading the truth Y/n,” Anthony replied leaning to the wink down the lense of the camera.

Oh, if only they knew.

“Is this about me and Holland again?” You asked sarcastically, covering easily; you weren’t an actress for nothing. “You seem to be on a two man mission to get us together.” You added, letting out a mock exasperated sigh but in reality trying to keep a knowing smile from creeping back onto your face. 

Seb let out a low whistle, before also turning to speak directly into the camera that was pointed at the three of you, “She calls him Holland because every time she says his first name she blushes.”

You smacked his arm violently, “As if!” You protested, glaring at them as they both fell about laughing, knowing they were just trying to wind you up.

“You know these two class themselves as ‘mature adults’. They’re like my annoying big brothers!” You said, speaking directly to the reporter with a careless tone of voice. Still laughing, they each slung an arm around you, leaving you in the middle.

“Where is Tom tonight anyway?” The reporter asked, brushing off your comment as he eagerly looked round the red carpet trying to spot him out of the many celebrities. He was clearly looking for a shot of you both to feature in his article. You could visualise it now: “Spiderman’s spidey senses aren’t the only things tingling: he’s all we know on his involvement with new girl Y/n”.

That was the last thing you needed, with the rumours surrounding the two of you already spreading faster than Quicksilver; thanks to Seb and Mackie.

Stepping away from the reporter, you practically dragged Sebastian and Anthony with you, your petite frame straining against their muscular forms. “You assholes,” You hissed as soon as you were out of earshot from the press. “If either of you say anything else about me and Tom you will not live till tomorrow that I can promise you.”

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“You got on particularly well with Tom Holland?” A short blonde reporter asked, pushing her microphone over the barrier. It was almost as she was the pebble dropped into a pool of water, there was a ripple effect of all the reporters in the area you were in thrusting their microphones forward to hear your response.

You quickly ran what you were going to say in your mind, choosing your words carefully. “Yes, I guess we found a lot of common ground, both having similar backgrounds, as well as sharing hobbies and interests.”

“Would you say you were the closest to him on set?” Was yelled from the now faceless sea of reporters, the flashes from cameras blinding.

The rumour about you and Tom had clearly spread like wildfire amongst the interviewers, and it was very obvious at to what the questions were leading to.

“Not particularly, I was close with everyone on set.”

What exactly were they expecting you to say, profess your love for Tom live at the red carpet premiere? Clearly they haven’t ever heard of media training. Weirdly, you suddenly felt very alone.

It was so loud you could barely hear yourself think, but standing in front of all the reporters you began to feel very overwhelmed. Ignoring the questions being thrown at you, you left the press clamouring for answers and strode off towards the bathroom.

Your eyes trailed over your reflection, taking in your perfectly made up face and beautifully styled hair. The dress you were wearing was one of the best so far for the premieres; lilac flowers gently adorning a flowing, one shoulder dress in shimmery white.

Letting out a sigh you took a deep breath of air, preparing yourself for another bout of invasive questioning. Your heels clacked loudly on the wooden floor, breaking the eerie silence that you knew would only last for as long as you were in the restroom.

When the press tour and premieres were over you felt you needed a holiday; somewhere where you were unlikely to run into anybody who recognised you as an character from the movies and insist on an autograph. Pushing open the bathroom door, your thoughts wandering in sunny, rural Spain, you stepped out into the hallway running straight into somebody you didn’t see till it was too late.

Pulling away in shock, your eyes landed on Tom Holland, a concerned look expressed in his face. “Shit sorry,” you said quickly in apology, as your breathing quickened at the sudden intimacy.

You felt his finger tips curl around your wrist, sending shock waves up your arm. Pulling you closer, your lips now only inches away from his, he laced your left hand with his right. “You look gorgeous tonight,” Tom whispered.

“You don’t look half bad yourself Spider Boy,” You smirked, the adrenaline now flowing through your veins fuelling your confidence. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t wanted to be this close to him all night. Looking into his deep brown eyes you could now read something other than sincerity which was giving you serious flashbacks to Zendaya’s NY party the night before last; the last time you’d properly seen him.

“Are we going to talk about what happened the other night?” You questioned, cheeky smile gracing your baby pink coloured lips.

Using your linked hands to lock your arms together he pushed you backwards till your back was against the cool wall, the icy temperature seeping through the thin material of your premiere dress. “What is there to talk about Y/n? I don’t remember much talking that night,” He whispered, the hungry look in his eyes slowly killing you. His strong British accent had been haunting your dreams, both through the past night and day you had spent without him.

Desire had taken over his irises, but now you could barely take your eyes of his lips, flushed face making them more pronouced than ever. His left hand danced along your hipbone, dangerously close to the open back of your dress. Your eyes fluttered shut in anticipation, feeling his hand pass over your bare skin.

Finally his lips connected with yours, slowly moving, suggesting the longing he was feeling for you. Your right hand crept up, curling around his neck, as you tried to pull his body closer, removing any gaps between you. The butterflies that made an appearance anytime Tom was in a one mile radius from you were out in full force, dancing a salsa in your stomach. He was kissing you fiercely now, an urgency created by the situation you were in; anyone could walk by at any time.

Suddenly he pulled back and you bit your lip, wanting more. His fingers, still laced with yours tensed, as he clenched his jaw in response.

“Don’t do that.” He hissed, while his eyes still wandered your figure.

“Do what?” You asked, smirking at his exasperation brought on by you.

“Bite your lip,” He replied, mumbling under his breath. “It’s driving me insane,” He added, rushing his words as he leant fowards, capturing your lips again, arms wrapping around your waist. You felt his finger tips sliding down below your hips, brushing against your ass.

“Hands off, Webs,” you murmured into the kiss, “This is my favourite dress yet, I do not need you ruining it.

Leaning down, his lips brushed against your ear, as his hands ran down your sides, “It would still look better off.”

You nudge him slightly with your elbow, reprimanding him without words, but the cheeky smile passing his lips melts your facade entirely. You realise with a jolt that the two of you had been away from the premiere for a while now, it must be passing the point where both of you vanishing at the same time was coincidence.

“We need to go back out,” you whispered, disrupting the mood between you, “You haven’t had nearly as many photos taken as you need to.”

Tom let out a slight groan, eyes shutting in annoyance, stepping away from you for the first time since you had crashed into each other, and your body ached at the loss of contact. “Almost every interviewer has been clamouring for spoilers, you’d think they didn’t even want to see the movie,” He sighed, unconsciously running a hand through his messily styled hair.

“The only questions I’ve been asked are about my involvement with you, courtesy of Seb and Mackie.” You said in reply, before lacing your fingers with his for the last time for a while, beginning to pull him down the darkened hallway.

“They don’t know when to stop do they?” Tom asked rhetorically, laughing dryly before pausing and pulling you closer again and kissing you softly. Your right hand traced his jaw, eyes closing subconsciously.

“You’re damn right we don’t.” Came a low voice down the hall.

The two of you flew apart so fast, you banged your wrist on the wall, before hastily smoothing out your dress as your other hand flew to your smudged lips. You quickly glanced at Tom, recognising the shock on his face as though it was a mirror, before whipping your head round only to come face to face with Seb and Anthony, identical smirks plastered all over their faces.

“Shit!” You and Tom both swore in synchronisation, and you took a deep breath before sighing: this was going to take a lot of on the spot bullshit for you both to talk your way out of this one.

[lesbiansassemble]

The Avengers as Vines

Captain America & Falcon -  “Sam! Is that a weed? "No this is a crayon-" “I’m calling the police” *puts 911 into microwave* “911 what’s your emergency”

Spider-Man & Iron Man -  “Dad look, it’s the good kush.” “This is the dollar store, how good can it be?“

Captain America & White Wolf - “Just a couple of dudes being guys” “Just a couple of guys being dudes” “Just a couple of dudes being gay” “Show me your dick Steve.”

Thor -  "Get to Del Taco. They got a new thing called Freesha– Free– Freeshavaca do.”

Hulk -  “This bitch empty! YEET!”

Black Widow -  “I’m a bad bitch you can’t kill me!”

Hawkeye - “The floor is LAVA!”

Spider-Man -  “It is Wednesday my dudes….aaaaaAAAAAH!”

Shuri & Black Panther - “WHAT ARE THOOOOSE?” “Those are my t’chanclas.” 

Dr. Strange - "Has anyone ever told you, you look like Beyonce?”

Scarlet Witch  - “I’m a lesbian.”  [I thought you were Sokovian?]

Vision -  *ghostbusters theme” “I’m an adult virgin.”

War Machine -  “Can I get a waffle? Can I please get a waffle?”

Bonus: Thor & Loki - “Loki, let me see what you have.” “A KNIFE!” “NO!!!!” 

[earthtomarvel]

DYING omg the bonus, yall have to see this!

[earthtomarvel]

“You looked so happy back then.”

“I’m still happy when I am with you.”

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[earthtomarvel]

“Peter just… Just focus on the road..”

“As you can see Y/N, there is no road ahead off us.”

“You know what I mean!”

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Spider-Man: Homecoming’s Gag Reel

[earthtomarvel]

“Isn’t that a little bit to much Y/N?”

“Nah, I can take it.”

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[cozywritingcorner]

Can I request a peter parker x reader where they are fighting at the airport in cacw and she is like Wonder Woman plz and thanks

Title: Love at First Fight?

Word Count: 1,199

Warnings: fighting, but that’s pretty much it

A/N: Yay! First request! I didn’t want to totally copy Wonder Woman, but I hope my little creation of a character resembles her enough! Enjoy!

Ever since you’d lost your home and all of your family, you’d been living with the global phenomenon that was The Avengers. You’d been with them for quite a bit of time now, and was accepted into their family with open arms. Wanda loved to act as your older sister, Natasha was protective by helping you train your combat skills, Tony had made sure that you started to lead a normal life as a teenage meta-human by forcing you to go to school. It was rocky at first, but you started to learn how to act around your peers. Being raised as a warrior made it hard for you to fit in at first at school.

Over the time you had been living with the Avengers, the atmosphere was getting rocky. The government wanted to have more control over the Avenger’s operations and Steve thought that would hinder their ability to give immediate help. Tony thought it was essential for you guys to have rules and a system to live by, or, as he’d put it, you were no better than the bad guys you sought to fight. Even though you were only a teenager, you had a strong opinion and agreed with Steve; if there was a system of when you should and shouldn’t intervene, you could miss opportunities to save countless lives.

Now you were standing at the sides of your fellow Avengers facing other members of your super-family. The stakes were risen once Bucky was brought into the picture. Steve had become an international outlaw, but you trusted him and Bucky, and you had sided with him. When you saw Natasha on the other end of the runway, it broke your heart. You were hoping that you wouldn’t have to fight her because, frankly, she was a better combatant than you; granted, she had more years under her belt than you did. She was joined by Tony, Vision, Rhodes, and an unfamiliar man with a suit that represented a black cat.

Tony and Steve were going back and forth, and Tony shouted, “Underoos!” Out of nowhere a body flipped over your heads and in the confusion you realized he had stolen Steve’s shield. He was a lanky boy with a red and blue suit and a spider insignia on his chest. This must’ve been the Spider-Man you’d heard about on the news.

Tony gave Steve one last chance, but it was too late; both sides were already charging at each other. You went for Spider-Man, as he had Steve’s shield, and was met with him jumping above and behind you. You immediately turned around and lunged with your sword. He hid behind the shield and was thrown back by the ricochet of the vibranium. You used this moment to kick the shield out of his hands, but he dodged your next lunge at him with the butt of your sword. He was fast, but you were too; you followed his movements and threw your sword at the web he’d shot.

“Mr. Stark said you were fast, but not that fast!” He exclaimed and you paused because his voice sounded so young. He used your confusion as a moment to get away. “See ya!” You growled to yourself under your breath and held out your hand for your sword to return to your hand. You followed the boy towards the terminal and jumped from the ground up into the glass that was on the second floor.

Above you you could hear the web slinger and also some scuffling from the ground. Ahead you could see Bucky and Sam both running away, trying to dodge the boy shooting webs at them. They fought, but Spider-Man managed to subdue them both on the ground. By the time you’d reached them they were glaring at each other and were surprised to see you. “Nice going.” You teased and cut them free with your sword.

“Kid, don’t tell Steve about this.” Sam stood up and brushed the stray tendrils off his shoulders. Bucky smirked and you did too.

“I promise.” With that you ran off to follow the spiderling and jumped out another window. You looked around the chaos for the red and blue but was distracted by Scott Lang growing the size of a small building. This seemed to catch everyone off guard.

It was then that you found your target; he swung around trying to find a weakness. While you were running to join your team, he found it, and started to swing around his legs to constrict his movement. After making enough rounds, Spider-Man was able to immobilize him and topple him over. He flew up to the top of a broken plane and you could tell he was dizzy. You jumped up to him and used the butt end of your sword to try and knock him over.

He had gained enough of his balance to jump out of the way. He shot a web at your feet tugged so you fell on your back. He disappeared off the side of the plane and you jumped down to the ground to pursue him. When you didn’t see him, you turned to go back to the top of the plane but was interrupted by a flash of red and blue.

You opened your eyes and saw that Spider-Man had pinned you down.

“Mr. Stark told me to catch you from above, because you tend to forget about the air.” He explained and you tried to wriggle yourself free. Your strength was no match for his leverage on you, that meant he also possessed super strength.

“But did he mention I am a demigod?” You felt your skin grow hot and you could tell by the look of the boy’s eyes that your eyes were also lit with a flame. “I’m the daughter of Ares, god of war, and the fire of battle rests inside me!” You shouted and a giant pulse of energy threw him off of you right into the plane you’d just jumped off of. Your hands held flames, and you picked up your sword which lit up with your new energy. You leaped the distance from you to the plane and held your blade to his face threateningly.

“Wait, what’s your name?” He sounded like he was about to lose consciousness. You didn’t want to take the chance of being taken advantage of though, so you held your stance.

“Y/N.”

“I’m Peter Parker. I’m… from Queens.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because after this I was hoping we’d be friends…” His body relaxed and you did too. The flames in your hands and eyes extinguished and you felt your temperature go back to normal.

“Okay, Mr. Stark…” He muttered in defeat and let his arms and body go limp. “Mr. Stark has told me to back off, so you don’t have to worry about me.” His voice was almost a whisper, and you turned to join everyone else. Something stopped you, though, and you turned your head over your shoulder.

“You said you’re from Queens?”

“Yeah.” He attempted to sit up.

“I’ll find you, Peter Parker.” You smirked and jumped to the battle to help Steve and Bucky make their getaway.

[van-dyne]

No, you’re not.

[marvelous-heroimagines]

The Bronx

Requested by: Anonymous (Here are the specifics)

Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker Word Count: 3.6K Warnings: Fighting, fluff

A/N: Set during CA:CW airport scene, so obviously some changes to canon to incorporate the reader. Reader’s powers look and act the same as the powers on The Last Airbender (the cartoon, not that movie. The movie was shit.) This was way longer than I expected, whoops.

The squeal of tires alerts everyone’s attention to the arrival of Captain America. You watch silently as Clint and the girl in the front, Wanda, both climb out of the van, and you wait patiently, and nervously, to be introduced.

Your view blocked by the mostly windowless van, you strain your ears to hear. But your leg is bouncing from all the nerves and excitement coursing through your body. You can’t make out words, only accents and voices.

It appears that one of the men in the blue Beetle was Captain America, or at least you think so. The foreign voice you hear, conversing with Clint and Wanda, is deep and calming. Just like you’d imagined the national heroes voice to sound.

You freeze as you hear Clint’s voice approach the van. You don’t notice that you were holding your breath until the van door slides open and bangs, forcing you to exhale with surprise. The man that had taken up the full front row of seat to sleep, Scott, jumps at the noise. This was it. You had to make a good impression. Sure Team Cap, as Scott was nicknaming your fellow van travellers, needed as many enhanced as they could get, but you’re sure that there wouldn’t be anything stopping them from making you wait in the car if you appeared too immature.

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[earthtomarvel]

“Heey baby, you look beautiful.”

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