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[ihartloki]

SAYING SOMETHIN’ STUPID LIKE I LOVE YOU | johnny storm x reader

SUMMARY: you and johnny have been best friends since high school, always around each other—practically joined by the hip—always at each others family gatherings, everyone probably thought you were both dating by how close you were. what happens when everything escalates when you’re both alone in johnnys room after you just had dinner at their place?

WARNING(S): cursing oops, they’re so in love but they’re scared its sickening. thats probably it lol

A/N: hey guys i’m kinda back after like my very very long hiatus, i’ve been so busy with school! also this idea came to me in my sleep lol i want johnny as my boyfriend basically…

you were nearly done with dinner at the fantastic four tower, they were kind enough to let you stay the night after you and johnny had a busy day at your university finishing your research. the food was delicious—as always—courtesy of ben and sue, the ever-dynamic cooks of the family. you and johnny were sat beside each other, sue in front of you and reed in front of him, ben was seated to your right. naturally, you didn’t get up immediately, staying seated with everyone and basically just talked about each others lives.

“so what you’re saying is… your professor just went crazy for no absolute reason in you and johnnys lab? was he going through an episode or something?” you snorted at bens comment, thats basically what happened though.

“yeah, it was so weird ‘cause he’s always so chill around us… maybe he had a bad day or something.”

“maybe he saw johnny and got annoyed just by looking at him.”

“ha ha, real funny ben.”

johnny looked unimpressed while sue and reed hid a smirk. this was nice, being surrounded by lovely people after a hectic day. you were eternally grateful they accepted you with open arms, i mean… you and johnny have been friends since the world started anyways. they were honestly impressed johnny had a friend that stuck with him until now. everyone else just drifted away.

the conversation went on for about 20 minutes until sue and reed had to excuse themselves to finish up a lab report, and ben had plans with alicia. that left you and johnny to clean up the table, although this was always both of your job ever since sleepovers started.

“thank you for letting me stay here, johnny. i cant thank you and your family enough.” you sat on the counter while johnny washed the dishes—he insisted on washing despite your multiple protests—seeing the tiny smile form on his face.

“you know you’re always welcome here, right? i mean, this place isn’t complete without you visiting every once in a while.”

“that means a lot to me, johnny.”

“of course babe.”

that was it. the goddamn nickname he had for you that slips out of his mouth naturally as if its second nature to call you that—spoiler, it is second nature to him—and you can’t help but overthink it. does it have a meaning? maybe not… it’s probably best if not…

you watched his biceps flex against his strikingly tight red shirt as he placed the finished dishes on the dry rack. you’ve been staring for too long, you didn’t even notice sue walk in to check on you both. and of course, she caught you gawking at her little brother. sue always knew, she knew johnny liked you since the start, and she also knew you liked him too. it was just a matter of when, when you’ll both realize that you had eyes for each other, that the peace you both long for can be found in each others arms, in each others presence.

“you alright there love?” her words snapped you out of your stance, you probably had drool on your mouth by now.

“huh? oh, hi sue. yeah i’m alright- we’re alright! why wouldn’t we be?”

“nothing… just checking in, that’s all.”

you watched her walk away with franklin on her right hip, an evident smirk on her face. she was onto you.

after what felt like hours, johnny finally finished the dishes. it was appalling at how long he took to wash everything, while you always finished it under 10 minutes. but you liked that he took long, it meant you could gawk at his massive biceps without him noticing.

“are you… gawking at me?”

oh shit, he did notice.

“what? no! well… maybe.”

“i’m just kidding. lets head to my room now, little miss gawker, i need some sleep.”

“what, you can’t sleep without me now?”

“or i could just lock you out then, you choose.”

“wait, no, i’m kidding!”

you chased after johnny down the hall, your giggles and laughs echoing in the hallway. sue could hear the both of you from franklins room, and she swears she felt her heart melt. she remembered when reed and her had moments like those before, the innocence of it all.

you immediately made a beeline towards johnnys bed, it always felt like a pile of marshmallows for some reason. you’re gonna have to ask sue where she bought their comforters. you’re about to fall asleep until you felt a pair of hands tickle your sides. johnny knew you hated being tickled, so he used it against you.

“johnny! stop it! i can’t breathe—” you tried your hardest to push him away while trying to catch your breath at the same time, you practically had tears in your eyes by now. you successfully pushed him off and he landed on his carpet floor, pure shock on his face.

“how dare you push me off of my own bed!”

more laughter erupted in the room as he tackled you, but still being very careful not to hurt you. it took him a minute to realize how close you both were, and how intimate it felt to have you in his arms on his bed in his room. you noticed it too, and it was killing you at this point. you’ve always had feelings for johnny, always looking for him in every room you enter. if you had to pick one person to attack you with tickles forever, you’d choose johnny. because its always been him, and it will be for all time, always.

the tension in the room could be cut with a knife at this point, his arm never leaving your waist, you didn’t bother removing it either. you liked it there.

“what are we doing johnny?” you were the first to break the silence, finding it too suffocating for your own liking. he didn’t respond right away, like there was something holding him back. he sat up and rested his body against his cushioned headboard, it looked like he was fighting a battle against himself. instinctively, you sat up, legs crossed, concern written all over your face. did you say something wrong? did you just mess everything up? oh no.

“johnny… please say something.” you placed a hand against the back of his right hand, searching his eyes for an answer.

“do you remember that night you consoled me because my date didn’t show up at the diner? and i was so excited about it?” he finally spoke, relief washing over you, although you don’t understand why he’s bringing this up now, but you respond nonetheless.

“yeah, that was your first heartbreak, probably worst heartbreak ever. you liked her a lot.”

“well, not really. i thought she could help me move on from the person i actually liked, but turns out she just fueled the feelings i had for that person even more.”

“what? why haven’t you told me any of these before?”

“because the person i liked… was you. it has always been you. ever since you sat beside me during the second year of high school, ever since you gave me stickers of my favorite animals to stick on my locker, ever since you agreed that one time to be my fake girlfriend to make my crush jealous.”

it was your turn to be silent now, trying to comprehend the words that just came out of johnnys mouth. he likes you? the johnny storm?

“i… what?”

johnnys eyes blew wide, do you not like him back? oh god, he wishes his window would open and a strong gust of wind takes him away. he was then pulled out of his thoughts when he felt you shift beside him, positioning yourself properly so you could see him clearly, now you’re both face to face.

“you know whats funny? i like you too, johnny. i’ve liked you for so long but i was too scared to say anything… so i just made peace with the fact that i’ll never have a chance—”

he cut off your rambling by cupping your cheeks and before you know it, your lips met. butterflies immediately erupted in your stomach, you felt like a high-schooler all over again. you kissed him back with more passion. before you know it, he was pulling you onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. you eventually had to pull back to catch your breaths. johnnys pupils were very dilated now, lips plump, and his cheeks had a rosy tint rising. you probably looked the same now.

“you’re so beautiful, you know?” if johnny saw an opportunity to compliment you, best believe he takes that opportunity every single time.

you hid your face against his neck, immediately growing shy under his gaze alongside his compliments. your face was growing hot after everything—kissing your best friend was 100% the best sensation ever—now you have no idea what to say. instead, you went in for another kiss, it was more innocent and quick this time.

“i love you, johnny.”

“i love you more baby.”

not longer than 10 minutes, you both fell into deep slumber, incredibly cozy in each others embrace. sue took a peek into johnnys room and was met by the both of you cuddling. she quickly pulled the covers over both of you, closed the blinds, and turned off the lights. her heart felt full now.

[ihartloki]

GOT WORRIED SICK robert reynolds x reader

summary: you went on a quick errand to the grocery store near you and bob’s apartment. unfortunately it started pouring heavily and bob noticed you left your umbrella.

warning(s): established relationship, kinda suggestive at the end 👀, we all need a bob in our life (sigh, why isn’t he real), not proofread!

A/N: hi everyone! this is lowkey NOT my best work but istg i’m gonna be posting a social media au to make up for this awful work i swear!!!

you left to go to the grocery store about 20 minutes ago, leaving bob alone in your shared apartment. he insisted on coming along so that he could help carry the groceries, but you quickly dismissed him and told him you’d be quick.

it was now about and hour and you still haven’t returned, and unfortunately, it started to rain. real hard. bob realized that it was still sunny when you left so you probably went without an umbrella. much to his dismay, you did leave your umbrella.

“shit. baby where are you?” bob hated to admit it, but he started to get worried. maybe you left him, or you got sick of him, or you’re… no.

he shrugged off that idea, because if he didn’t, it’d send him to a spiral. he quickly walked back to the table and took his phone, typing in your number to call you. as he was about to press the call button, the door opened.

you entered soaking wet from the rain, a big, goofy smile on your face. like a child that just experienced being in the rain for the first time. you held the grocery bags in your right hand, your left hand was wiping your face.

“baby, you won’t believe what just happened—” you were quickly engulfed in a big, tight, warm—well, wet for you—hug from your boyfriend. that took you by surprise, but you wrapped your arms around him anyway.

“oh my god, you’re okay. baby you’re gonna get sick! i was so worried because you haven’t called and it started raining really hard and you left your umbrella—” you quickly shut his rambling up with a kiss, the grocery bags immediately discarded to the floor, his hands immediately on your waist.

“baby, i’m okay. see? i couldn’t call you because my phone was in my bag and i didn’t want to get it wet. i’m so sorry for worrying you baby.”

it was your turn now to engulf him in a hug, his body finding solace around yours. your hands cradled him, whispering sweet, comforting nothings in his ear.

“well you should go take a hot shower baby. wouldn’t want you getting sick.” you tried to go in for a kiss, but bob simply just put his index finger against your mouth and tutted.

“nuh-uh. shower first, baby.”

“awwwh, just one please.” he just gave you a simple nod ‘no’ and lead you to the shared bathroom. he helped you get undressed from your soaked clothes, not putting malice in the action, but simply the domesticity of it all. you made your way inside the shower and bob took your clothes and put them in the washing machine.

around 10 minutes later, you hopped out of the shower and went to the bedroom. bob was probably in the living room since the TV was turned on, but as you got to the bedroom to get changed, he was on the bed with a book in his hands. clutching the towel around your steaming body, you made your way towards your boyfriend.

“finished showering now baby. can i have that kiss now, please?” you pleaded as bobs eyes widened. he wasted no time and kissed you passionately, his hands immediately finds its way to cup your cheeks and angled your face to deepen the kiss.

he pulled you on top of him and now he’s straddled. safe to say you never got changed, and he never finished his book.

[ihartloki]

₊ ⊹ᯓ★ IOVESENTRY’s MASTERLIST

✩ MARVEL

— joaquin torres

fade into you

you’ll be safe here

close to gone

texts with boyfie!joaquin torres pt. 1 pt. 2

— robert reynolds

something in my eye

hit me with your best shot!

hardest secret to keep

got worried sick

[ihartloki]

texts with boyfriend!joaquin torres pt. 2

summary: you’re dating joaquin torres who is absolutely head over heels for you, but thats okay because so are you. oh and you also match each others freaks so.

warning(s): suggestive content wooopzies, no curse words omg, just two idiots who r completely in love with each other its sickening.

A/N: yall i need more smau’s ideas!!! thinking of making an ig smau abt joaquin tho so stay tuned 😉

[ihartloki]

fade into you | joaquin torres x reader

summary: you and joaquin have been pining over each other for months now, and almost everyone around you are getting sick of how oblivious you both are. one unlucky day ensued where you spilled your coffee on the way to sams place, joaquin offers you new clothes—and they smell like him.

warning(s): smooching in the compound oopz, some curse words heh, idiots in love, they’re so oblivious its so painful, sam has had enough of them lol.

A/N: hiya everyone! thank u so much for the support over my past works. i’m so glad a lot of you are enjoying them as much as i do! i luv u aaaaalll! <3

it was another ordinary day in the middle of summer. the sun is out, the birds are chirping, and the ambience is peaceful. you got woken up by your alarm, checking your phone to see the time and thankfully you woke up just in time. sam had asked you to help him out and lessen his workload, you agreed. of course. because it meant you could see joaquin.

you’ve both been pining over each other since the day you met and are doing nothing about it. sam was getting frustrated since it is painfully obvious that the feelings are mutual, he sometimes wishes he could hit you both in the head real hard to make you both realize.

getting ready to go to the compound, you decided to stop by and grab a coffee, needing all the energy you could get since today would be a busy day. you were met by your favorite barista and ordered your usual coffee order.

after getting your coffee, you headed back into your car. shuffling through your bag to put back your wallet, coffee in hand and the other unlocking your car. almost getting to your car, a rushing customer accidentally ran into you. your newly brewed coffee was now all over you instead of inside your cup. and to make things worse, the guy just apologized and went inside the store, leaving you in a coffee-soaked top.

by the time you got to the compound, it was nearly 20 minutes later. you rush to sams office and apologize for being late, having to explain the soaked shirt and pants. knocking on his door, you heard a muffled ‘come in’.

“hey– whoa, what the hell happened to you?” his eyes scanned over the current state you’re in, clearly hiding back a grin.

“some douche ran into me in the coffee shop and didn’t even bother buying me a new one.”

in the middle of you explaining to sam, you didn’t even hear the door creak open. joaquin heard of your arrival and hurried to sams office, knowing he’d find you there. but of course, he didn’t want to admit to anyone else that the reason he went to sams office was to see you. he knew you were here for work, to help sam with his pending workload.

“cariño, you’re here.” the nickname rolled off his tongue too smoothly, always getting called ‘cariño’ by joaquin occasionally.

you turned your body towards him, letting him see your soaked shirt—grimacing. he walked towards you and said your name, “what the hell, you’re soaked,”

you jokingly opened your arms for a hug to see his reaction, but for some reason he was actually gonna go in for a hug too. pulling back, you saw his face turn confused, almost like he was hurt you didn’t hug him.

“wait— were you actually gonna hug me like this, quino?”

“well… yeah, why not. then we can both be soaked in coffee.” now that earned him a laugh from you. the laugh he always loved and adored despite you saying otherwise.

“torres, go get her a shirt.” sam quickly interrupted you both, he just wished you would see that joaquin clearly loves you, and that you love joaquin too.

“right yeah. come, i’ll get you a shirt.” heading towards the door, you quickly mouthed to sam a quick ‘brb’ and followed joaquin. unbeknownst to you, sam was grinning the entire time watching you both leave.

you were now outside joaquins room, making you remember that you’ve actually never seen or been inside his room. this thought alone excited you, wanting to see if his room actually feels like his room. safe to say you were correct. his room was neatly decorated with some posters, some plane figurines—you assumed it was from his time from the air force—it was exactly like joaquin.

you walked over to his wall that was filled with photos that were framed, spotting a picture of him and sam, his family, and a picture of the both of you from the night you cant forget. it was the night he took you out on a ‘friendly date’ after your date stood you up. you told him it wasn’t necessary, and that you were used to it, but he insisted anyways.

“cariño c’mon. there’s this new restaurant that opened and i heard they have strawberry drinks, i know how much you love strawberries. please?” he pleaded, even saying that it’s his treat. he took your hands in his and looked at you with so much adoration—you’d be one evil fucker to say no.

you nodded, playfully rolling your eyes at him. his grip on your hand tightened as he led you to his car, the biggest smile on both your faces. he drove you both to the resto, ordering what you wanted.

“wait, i’m gonna go get something in the car,” you nodded, following his figure going to the car. when he came back he his SONY camera in his hands, probably filled with pictures he takes on trips and missions.

“smile for me, cariño,” he brought his camera up to his eye and quickly angled the camera to take a picture of you. you fixed up your hair and posed for the camera, doing your signature kissy face and wink. he was looking at the picture a little too long–it made you nervous. did you look bad? was there something wrong with your hair, or face?

“you look beautiful, cariño,” joaquins voice snapped you out of your negative thoughts, blushing over his words. you hoped he couldn’t see the blush creep all over your cheeks, though knowing the lights are showering you both from above, he probably could.

“stop that,” immediately getting shy from his compliment, you covered your face with your hands, dipping your head down onto the table, “what? it’s true look, you look so pretty.” lifting your head up to look at the picture, you did look pretty.

“see? pretty.” he had a ‘i told you so’ look on his face that always makes you scoff playfully. “move aside, let’s take a picture.” he moved aside and you accompanied him to his side of the booth. taking the camera from him, you directed it towards the both of you, joaquins arm flinging around your shoulders, both your faces too close to each other.

you clicked the button and heard the camera shutter. the picture immediately flashed on the camera screen, your heart fluttering at the adorable photo.

you quickly got snapped out of your daydream, feeling joaquin tapping your shoulder, a shirt in his hands.

“here. i can leave the room while you change, i’ll wait outside.” he handed you the flannel shirt and left his room, leaving you alone with your thoughts, and a shirt that has his scent lingering on. you wasted no time and quickly changed. your coffee-stained white blouse was quickly discarded and thrown on the floor while you buttoned the flannel. it was comfy and smelled like joaquin—he’s not gonna get this shirt back anytime soon.

picking up your blouse from the floor, you headed towards the door, glacing at the picture again. joaquin was right outside, waiting for you like he told you. his eyes scanned your figure, getting flustered over how good you look wearing his shirt, almost like he’s marking his territory.

you’ve always wondered what would happen if you confessed to joaquin, he also wondered the same thing. everyone around you both were growing frustrated over how blind and oblivious you and joaquin were. you were now walking back to sams office, getting weirded out when you realized joaquin was walking slow and was unusually quiet.

you were snapped out of your thoughts when joaquin spoke, “cariño i like you,” now that made you stop in your tracks, facing him—bewildered. his gaze was full of adoration, nervousness, and love. a minute of silence probably passed before you spoke.

“i… i like you too, quino. shit, i’ve liked you since forever, since the day we met, since that night in the resto.”

“i remember that night all too well. i thought– i thought that was it, that was the night i’ll tell you about my feelings. every time i’m with you i feel like i could just fade into you completely, you make me the happiest man in the world and you don’t even know it.”

his confession ignited butterflies in your stomach, a red tint creeping up on your cheeks. his eyes darted from your gaze to your lips—his gaze full of love and lust, remembering they’re reserved for you.

you didn’t even realize the distance between the both of you have completely closed off, bodies against each other. your faces were inches away before you backed away, but joaquin had enough of it.

he kissed you so passionately—like he was a starved man and your kiss was the only solution to his hunger. taken aback at his action, you eventually melted into his touch, kissing him back just as passionate.

“we shouldn’t be doing this here, quino,” speaking in between kisses, you tried to pull away, but joaquin chased your lips, yearning for more. “to my room again, then?” you smiled at his comment, both of you breathless in the middle of the hallway in the compound, probably with cameras around too.

“as much as i’d love to, i have work to finish and sam is gonna kill me if i don’t come back.” you went in for one last kiss, this time it was gentle and soft. as you tried to pull away, joaquin cupped your face and peppered small kisses all over, resulting in you turning into a giggling mess.

“this is gonna have to continue later, pretty boy. i got work to do.” you patted his cheek and walked away, heading back to sams office to start the paperworks.

“did you both take 15 minutes to grab one singular shirt or did a makeout session occur?” sams comment caught you off guard, and he had the audacity to laugh at your reaction. rolling your eyes at him, you smiled to yourself as you remembered the kiss, still feeling joaquin on yours.

damn you couldn’t wait to finish all this paperwork up.

[ihartloki]

texts with boyfriend!joaquin torres

summary: you’re dating joaquin torres, and safe to say, your life is never dull with him as your text mate.

warning(s): curse words, suggestive content woopz, winterwidow mention! <3

A/N: ok so… lmk if u guys would want more SMAU’s coz i’d love to make some they’re so fun to make

[ihartloki]

hardest secret to keep

robert reynolds x reader

summary: the team had decided to get tickets to a baseball game, claiming they ‘needed a break’ from the superhero life. A few moments later, the players took a break, and it was time for kiss cams. unfortunately for you and bob, you were both flashed on the screen—no one on the team knew you were both already dating. 

warning(s): a curse word i think, smooching, secret dating trope yuppp iktr, i love walker, bucky was probs with sam

A/N: hiyaaa everyone! this was very fun to write hhahahaha i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did! my next work will be about the OG6 avengers coz i miss them terribly <3

the team was getting ready in their rooms for the baseball game this afternoon. walker—being the most time conscious person on the team—was rushing everybody since he didn’t want the team to be late. ava quickly shut him up by scaring the shit out of him and spawning from nowhere. alexei was already downstairs, getting the car ready. and you? you took advantage at the fact that the entire team was busy, they didn’t notice you sneak into bobs room. the team had no idea you and bob have been dating for the past 2 months now, always claiming that you were complete polar opposites, and that bob wouldn’t know what to do with all that.

quickly closing the door behind you with your foot, you saw bob sitting on his bed with a book in his hand. he looked up and smiled at you, patting the other side of his bed, wanting you beside him. 

“as much as i’d love to cuddle in bed with you, we gotta go. walker is literally going insane ‘cause he doesn’t want to be late.” bob let out a defeated sigh, listening to your command. he got up and put on his shoes, sitting on the floor to tie his shoelaces. he got up and took a moment to hug you, suddenly needing your touch. he was adorable like this, all clingy and needy for you. he felt you hug him back, wishing you could both stay like this forever, but that quickly got washed away as you both heard a knock on his door–immediately pulling away from each other. 

“bobby? we gotta go man.” walker spoke from outside his door, feeling relieved when he walked away and didn’t bother to open the door. 

by the moment everyone was in the car, yelena made sure no one forgot anything important, since the last time the team went out–walker yelled that he forgot his hat and threw a fit inside the car. alexei drove off when yelena gave a signal. you and bob were sitting at the very back of the car, hiding the fact that you’re both holding hands. thankfully, no one could could see it. 

arriving at the baseball game, you and ava got the snacks while walker and bob got the drinks. it was easy to find alexei and yelena since alexei had a pretty distinguishable head. alexei was sat at the far left of the seats, yelena beside her. ava sat beside yelena, walker following, and then you, and then bob. 

40 minutes into the game, the players took a break and the big screens flashed “kiss cam”. you were too engrossed with the conversation you and bob were having that you didn’t notice the camera was on both of you. you felt walker aggressively shake your hand and you were getting annoyed at him.

“what?!” you snapped your head at him with an irritated look on your face, he nodded his head towards the camera and—

oh. 

thats why. 

the team were all looking at the both of you while you were looking at bob. you could literally feel the embarrassment radiating off of his body, his face showed it too. but you know what, fuck it. you grabbed his face and both your lips met, bob was clearly taken aback at your bold move, but he melted into your touch. during the 2 months of your secret relationship with bob, you both haven’t shared a kiss yet, not wanting to rush things. you knew about bobs past, i mean, you literally saw it in the void. so you knew that he didn’t really have a lot of experience, but neither did you. that was the reason why you both decided to keep it a secret from the team.

you didn’t care if the entire arena was looking at the both of you. you didn’t care that the team were looking, shocked and baffled. by the time you pulled away, he had the most cheeky smile plastered on his face. looking up at the screen, you waved and bob kissed your temple. 

“what the fuck?!” yelena was the first to say something, alexei was just clapping while walker and ava had the most proudest looking faces ever. laughing at their reactions, you looked at bob again and he was already looking at you. he looked at you as if you hung the moon, placed the stars in the night sky. he was so in love with you and he made sure you knew that–and you did.

[ihartloki]

you’ll be safe here joaquin torres x reader

summary: you thought you’ve moved on from it, put it all in the past. but how could you? you literally witnessed the most important person in your life, sacrifice himself in front of you. that haunted you for the rest of your life, even in your dreams.

warning(s): reader is an og avenger, witnessed tony starks death, tony used to be readers father figure, nat is alive and winterwidow makes a tiny part of the story!!!

A/N: sorry for the lack of posts guys! i’ve had no ideas whatsoever, but i promise i’ll post more soon!!

flashes of the fight kept swarming your thoughts, dreams, and even your daily life. you never forgot his face—the mad titan—the face that took away the life of the person you loved the most. remembering how the mad titan had you in his grasp, almost taking away your life. that moment kept on replaying over and over again in your dreams, dreams that turned into nightmare.

“you will be shrinked into nothing, you will witness the snap of the glove and watch everyone you love–including yourself–disappear.” thanos held your neck in his hands, slowly squeezing it. you thought it was the end, that you’ll finally find peace.

you woke up from your nightmare, drenched in sweat. getting up from your bed, you went to the bathroom and splashed your face with water. it just kept haunting you over and over again that you had to go to therapy because of it. you wished it would all go away, get tony back.

you put on a robe and slippers and made your way out of your room, going to the kitchen to get something to eat. you remembered there was leftover pizza from earlier that sam ordered, so you were looking forward to eating that. when you got to the kitchen, you were met by joaquin.

“hey, couldn’t sleep?” he asked you as you went to the fridge to get the pizza. “yup. nightmare, as always. you?” you took two slices of pizza from the box and placed it on a plate to microwave. glancing at the time on the oven, it showed 12:30 AM.

“do you… wanna talk about it?” he asked you, concern laced in his voice. joaquin always listened to your problems, whether that was about the team, a mission, something about the past, or about yourself. he always knew what right words to say too—thats what you loved about him—even though people always thought he was just a flirt.

hearing the microwave ding made you snap out of your thoughts, taking the plate and placing it beside where joaquin sat.

“uh, you know–the usual nightmares. the battle with.. thanos.” hearing your own voice crack was embarrassing, especially in front of joaquin. “he just- i miss tony. i keep remembering how it felt to be in the grasp of that mad titan. i know he’s gone but—i just can’t seem to forget, you know?” before you knew it, your eyes were already filled with tears, the pizza long forgotten at this point.

“hey, hey, hey. look, you’re the bravest person i’ve ever known. you fought him and helped save the world. i know tony would be proud of the person you’ve become now. you’re probably one of the reasons why he did it. you were one of his motivations in life.” he says the right words again. you felt his hands cup your cheeks and dry your tears, but despite that, the tears kept coming anyways.

you were now face to face with joaquin on the barstool of the kitchen, hiding your face in his chest as he cradles you and rubs your back, letting you cry in his arms. you didn’t know how long you were crying for, but eventually you calmed down. looking at his tear-soaked shirt, apologizing immediately.

“hey, sweet girl, its okay. it’ll dry off or i can just change shirts.” you wiped your tears and stared at him, admiring his current state. “thank you, joaquin. i owe you a lot.” looking down at your pizza, you took a bite and offered the other slice to joaquin. you both ended up moving to the living room and talked until 2 AM, yawning profusely.

he was talking about a random topic until he noticed you went silent. looking at you beside him, you fell asleep. your head was resting on his shoulder the entire night but he didn’t notice when you dozed off. being so careful, he got up and carried you bridal style to your room. thankfully, you and joaquin were on the same level in the compound.

he opened your door and carefully closed it, hoping not to wake your room neighbors. he placed you on your bed, tucking you in. he didn’t forget to remove your slippers and robe, putting them back to where you always place them. as he was about to leave, he felt you grab his arm.

“joaquin, can you stay. please?” sleep was evident in your voice and in your face. you were scared you might’ve made him uncomfortable, but seeing him take off his slippers and joining you in your bed, you were relieved. you rolled over to face him—still distancing yourselves a bit—looking at him make himself comfortable.

“thank you for staying, joaquin. good night.” unbeknownst to you, he didn’t sleep immediately, but he watched you fall asleep. not in a weird, creepy way, but in a way where he’s admiring how your chest rises and falls. how peaceful your face looks when you’re not stressed. how beautiful you were looking even though you’re sleeping.

“good night, pretty.” joaquin fell asleep after that, slowly snuggling to get closer to you. you both ended up cuddling throughout the night. what joaquin didn’t realize is bucky and natasha heard both of you enter your room, even hearing the closing and opening of the door. they waited until joaquin would exit your room but after waiting for about 10 minutes and yet no sign of joaquin, they looked at each other and high fived.

“do you think they finally confessed?” bucky asked natasha, earning a slap to his chest as they both also went to sleep. “hey, leave them be, james. at least joaquin is a natural at it, you were a fumbling mess whenever you used to speak to me before.” natasha chuckled, remembering her and buckys cute dates. “who said i’m not a fumbling mess anymore?” natasha laughed at that, snuggling closer to buckys side and pulling the comforter over them.

safe to say you slept peacefully that night. and the next. and the next again. until forever, for you and joaquin.

[ihartloki]

Close to gone

joaquin torres x fem!reader

summary: during the fight on the celestial island, joaquin got hit pretty badly. you got a call from sam wilson a day after telling you what happened to joaquin.

warnings: reader is an og avenger, joaquin and reader are the same age, mutual pining, slightly suggestive jokes in the end, confession ooooh, reader and sam have a father-daughter bond.

A/N: hiya everybody! i’m planning on writing more for joaquin since he’s currently my hyperfixation atm lol. i hope u guys enjoy this story, also feel free to give requests. photos from pinterest! 💞

you were in your office in sams place, finishing up your task. you knew sam and joaquin had a mission, but sam didn’t tell you the full details. he hoped to spare you from the worry, he knew how much joaquin meant to you. you decided to take a stroll around the office, looking at sams photos that he had framed. you saw one of him and bucky, one picture of him, you, and joaquin from your birthday.

you then moved to joaquins table, you never really got a good look at the things on his table since you were never really the one to snoop around. noticing a photo peeking out of the book he’s currently reading, you decided to open it. you felt your cheeks heat up when you saw your photobooth pictures together.

that was the day you and joaquin went out to unwind after a hectic mission with sam—he also knew you both had feelings for each other. you took out your phone to take a picture of the photo strip you held in your hand until a phone call notified, it was sam.

“hey cap, how are you guys?” you asked sam—you’ve been worried sick during the past few days they’ve been away, you never really got used to not having them around the office. sam also became a father figure in your life, after losing tony, it took a toll on you since you both had a really strong and close bond.

“hi sweets. i’m alright, got a broken arm and a really painful back ache.” you giggled, feeling relieved after hearing sams voice. “how about joaquin, how is he?” you asked sam, whenever you and sam would call, he’d always steal his phone so he could talk to you.

“i’m sorry sweets, he got hit pretty badly yesterday. i was gonna tell you immediately but… the incident with president ross, i had no time. if you’d like, you can visit him.” sam heard you sniffle, wishing he could be there to give you a hug. he knew how much joaquin meant to you, even though you both haven’t confessed your feelings yet—even though it’s quite literally very obvious—and he’s secretly wishing you’d both just fess up.

“where is he?” you asked sam after regaining composure, hoping your voice wouldn’t crack.

sam gave you the location and you wasted no time and left immediately. your mind was racing, heart pounding, and your hands were getting cold. you arrived at the hospital he was in and you raced to the floor he was on.

you were greeted by the nurses that monitored him, and asked them if you could have the room. they ushered themselves out of the room and left both you and joaquin inside.

you pulled up a chair beside his bed and you held his hand, “please be okay. i still have a lot to tell you, you know. i don’t know if you can hear me, i hope not ‘cause i’m about to tell you that i like you. i’ve liked you since the start, and i’m wishing and praying you’ll be okay so i can tell you how much i love you.” you held his hand with both your hands, looking at his scarred face.

you didn’t know how much time has passed since it was dark outside. the door began to open, revealing sam behind it. you immediately ran up to him, hugging him really tight.

“i missed you too sweets.” he handed you a bag with food, spotting your favorite meal. he knew you very well.

“is he gonna be okay, sam?” concern was laced all over your voice, and sam could tell. what happened to joaquin was truly terrifying, sam remembered his blood ran cold when he heard the explosion, seeing joaquin falling to the water.

“he’s strong. brave. he’ll be okay. you should get some rest, he wouldn’t want you exhausting yourself for him.” sam ushered you to the sofa near the window, handing you a blanket and two pillows.

“i’ll be right here sweets. you get some rest, okay?”

you woke up in the middle of the night, moonlight illuminating the hospital room. sam was nowhere to be seen, maybe went down to get himself something to eat.

“hey pretty girl.” you gasped, seeing joaquin awake made your heart skip a beat. you turned on the lamp on the nightstand, sitting down beside him on his bed.

“you idiot! i was worried sick about you! what even happened, are you okay? are you in pain—“ before you could finish your questions, he immediately shut you up with a kiss. your entire body heat up at the kiss, cheeks red, and you were nervous as hell. the kiss was slow and passionate, making you melt into his touch. you made sure not to get tangled into the wires, cupping his face to kiss him better.

by the time you both pulled away, you were breathless. foreheads rested against each other, you both giggled.

“i love you, pretty. i always have, and always will. i wanna spend my life with you, just the two of us. i know i should’ve said things sooner but i got scared everytime.” he held your hand and looked at you, trying to read the reaction plastered on your face.

“i love you too, joaquin. i’ve liked you for so long but i never really got the courage to tell you face to face, i was scared you’d reject me or something. i’ve liked you from the moment we met, when sam introduced me to you in washington.” you remembered your first encounter together, and it was when someone had spilled coffee on you when you were on the way to sam. you remembered joaquin handing you a spare tshirt, flashing you a charismatic smile.

“are you guys done yet?” sam entered the room, bag of food in his hand again. he placed the bags on the table, leaving the room and giving you both space.

“i’m sorry for what happened to you,” his state wasn’t the best, but he’s holding up. “do you wanna eat anything? you hungry?” you asked him, getting up to get the food sam got.

“are you on the options?” he smirked at his joke, that earned him a light slap on the chest.

“you know what? when you’re healed.” you winked at him, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. he opened his arms and you settled in beside him. you both fell into deep slumber, getting spotted by sam. he snaps a picture of the both if you, having something to show everyone soon.

[ihartloki]

hit me with your best shot!

robert reynolds/bob x reader

summary: you were assigned by Walker to train Bob. you thought things were going smoothly until you accidentally hit him hard. woops….

warning(s): Bucky and reader have a special platonic bond, reader is reminiscing about the avengers, you accidentally punched Bob oopsies!

A/N: hi everyone! this is the second story i’ve written. i’m so so glad you guys are enjoying “something in my eye”. if you guys have any requests, feel free to lmk! <3

you were woken up by the sound of your alarm at 8AM, remembering that you were gonna train Bob at 9AM. you immediately washed your face and changed into your workout clothes, making your way to the kitchen to get something to eat. you were greeted by the presence of Walker, also eating breakfast.

“good morning, y/n. don’t forget you have to train Bobby at 9AM. after that, you’re free to go.” he reminded you and continued to eat his bowl of cereal. “gotcha. has he gotten up yet?” you asked Walker, just in case you needed to wake him up yourself. “uh yeah, he has eaten already, i think he’s ready to go. just look for him alright?” you nodded. since you still had time to do other things, you made yourself a cup of coffee and a sandwich. you recently discovered that sparring with an empty stomach is the worst idea imaginable.

“i’m gonna go look for him Walker, see ya later!” you waved him goodbye, taking your cup of coffee and your sandwich in each hand. you pressed the elevator button with your elbow and decided to go to the Gym floor, maybe Bob was already there.

walking down the hall made you emotional, remembering your time with the Avengers here. a tower filled with memories. it suddenly made you feel very nostalgic, remembering the last time you were here, it was when Ultron happened. that night went by like a blur, remembering the time you all tried to pick up Mjolnir from the table. night filled of drinks, laughter, and bonding.

you got to the sparring room and your assumption was correct. He was by the seat near the window, a book in his hand, and a cup of coffee on the table.

“hi bob, good morning. are you ready for today?” you greeted him, sitting down on the sofa opposite him. you placed down your cup and finished the rest of your sandwich.

“Yeah, how long are we training for?” he asked, taking a sip of his coffee and closed his book.

“for as long as you want. as long as we reach an hour. just tell me if you’re tired or you need a break, okay?” you knew Bob wasn’t as capable in sparring unlike the rest of the team, since he can’t really use his powers as Bob yet. You’ve seen him as Sentry and The Void— fought him as Sentry and The Void—and safe to say that he has the build and strength, just not the control.

after about 45 minutes, you decided to teach Bob how to improve his punches.

“so, to improve your punches, you gotta put in some work into your hips. don’t always rely on your arm strength only, okay?” you instructed him, facing your padded palms towards him.

“go on, try it.” encouraging him helped a lot during this session. you knew he trusted you as his training buddy, since you didn’t make fun of him for not knowing how to fight.

his fist made contact with your palm, not the best punch but he was getting there.

“okay, not bad. still need a little more improvement but not bad. you want me to demonstrate?”

he nodded so you both switched. he was now the one wearing the pads on his hands, while you with your bare hands.

“like this,” you swung at his hands too harshly, resulting to you losing your balance, and your fist making contact with his jaw instead.

“oh my goodness! Bobby, i’m so so sorry!” you cupped his face to examine the result of your punch. he looked okay, his face as beautiful as ever.

“it’s okay, y/n. i’m okay, see?” he pointed at his face, so far no bruises yet. “ack, i’m so sorry Bob. i lost balance and punched you instead.”

“okay you know what, training sesh done. let’s go to the kitchen and get you an ice pack, okay?” you told him. you grabbed your used cup from earlier, you and Bob making your way to the kitchen.

“hey sweetheart.” you were immediately greeted by Bucky as you exited the elevator with Bob. you and Bucky grew closer after the battle with Thanos. losing the same people who were special to you, especially Steve. so it was nice to have someone you knew for a while on the same team.

“hi bucky. excuse me for a sec, alright?” you grabbed Bobs arm and hurried to the fridge, opening the freezer compartment and getting an ice pack.

“you alright, Bob?” you held the ice pack on his jaw, looking at his face that looked perfectly fine. “yeah, i feel fine.” he flashed you a small smile, letting you hold the ice pack even though he could hold it himself. he liked it though, when you took care of him. but that’s something he’ll never admit outloud, he can’t let you know about his feelings.

after 5 minutes, you removed the ice pack from his jaw and grabbed a kitchen towel to wipe his face. his breath hitched, suddenly growing nervous due to the closeness of you both. he admired your face, seeing the seriousness on you. he thought you looked cute.

you noticed him examining your face, suddenly growing shy under his gaze.

“you know staring is bad, right?” you told him, keeping your voice low. you had a small grin on your face, your palm still cupping the other side of his jaw. you finished wiping his face, meeting his gaze on you that made you feel small and shy.

“can’t help it when the woman who just punched me happens to be so beautiful.” he told you, noticing the red tint on your cheeks.

“if i punch you again, will you call me beautiful once more?”

he chuckled at that, “no punch needed. i can call you beautiful, pretty, and cute anytime.”

“well… i’d love that.” you suddenly grew so shy, always feeling so small underneath his gaze. Bob was a very charismatic and beautiful guy, and you were glad to be on the same team as him.

[ihartloki]

something in my eye

robert reynolds/bob x reader

summary: you were baking something for the team, hands covered in flour and all until something got stuck in your eye.

warning(s): curse word, smooching in the tower hehe, thats about it!

A/N: this is my first time writing, so apologies for the wonky story! but i do hope you guys like it 🥹

It was surprisingly a quiet afternoon in the tower. No assigned tasks, no annoying phone calls from Valentina, and no mayhem occuring in the city. You decided to occupy yourself by baking. You’ve got to admit, it has been ages since you last baked—but you weren’t so bad at it—and the tower had the supplies you needed.

You opened up your iPad and searched up a recipe for red velvet cupcakes. You hoped the team would enjoy it, but after spending almost a year with them, you know they’d devour it in minutes.

After successfully mixing the dry ingredients in the bowl, you suddenly felt something inside your eye. “Shit,” you muttered under your breath while you looked at your flour-covered hands. Hearing footsteps approaching the kitchen, you sigh in relief when you see Bob.

But here’s the thing. You’ve been kinda crushing on Bob for like the past 5 months, but you never really did anything about it, the shyness always overtaking your senses. Little did you know, Bob also liked you too. Always being so caring and sweet when you’re around. It’s painfully obvious to the team that you both have feelings for each other, but you both are so oblivious—and you both also think you’re way out of each others leagues.

“Hey Bob.” You greeted Bob with your left eye closed and your right eye tearing up. You couldn’t rub your eye since it was covered in flour.

“Hey, you alright there? What happened?” He walked up to you and quickly examined your face, cupping your cheeks and looked for anything that could be bothering you.

“Yeah no, I think I got something in my eye. Can you blow on it?” He took a hold of your face much better and blew on your eye. Turns out it was just a stray lash.

“Oh thank goodness you’re here. Thanks Bob.” You realized he was still holding your face in his hands. Holding you so gently, his eyes looking at you so adoringly.

“How are you so… beautiful?” His question sounded so sincere, it made your stomach flutter.

Your hair was a mess, makeup probably smudged, flour all over your face, and the messy apron. But he still thinks you’re beautiful. A thousand thoughts are rushing through your mind right now, you can't comprehend how close you are to your crush, and he just called you beautiful!

“Bob, I’m probably a mess right now.” You chuckled, suddenly getting shy.

“A mess or not, you’re beautiful.” He tucks away a strand of hair behind your ear, noticing the red tint on your cheeks.

“I sorta have a crush on you, you know.” You confessed, covering your face even though your hands were covered in flour. He could see the smile behind your hands and he quickly removed them so he could see your face.

“Can I… kiss you?” He asked so innocently, how could you say no?

Your lips immediately made contact, a slow, passionate, and sweet kiss shared. You threw your arms around his neck and pushed him closer, his arms automatically snaking around your waist. You eventually parted to catch your breaths, foreheads touching, a sweet smile plastered on his face.

“Ha! I knew it!” Yelenas loud, booming voice immediately made both of you distance each other—even though you were already caught—and stare at each other awkwardly.

“You say a word about this and I won’t share my cupcakes with you.” Bob chuckled at your attempt on making Yelena keep a secret, but knowing her, she’ll slip up eventually.

“O-kay!” She saluted you and quickly left the room, leaving both you and Bob alone again.

“Well… do you wanna help me out here? I mean, i’m nearly done. Just need to mix the wet and dry ingredients–” You were interrupted by another kiss from Bob, melting into his touch.

Who would’ve thought a stray lash that got into your eye would lead you to this? In the grasp of your crush? Well, luck was on your side today.