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19. marvel trash. I'll be writing oneshots, imagines and drabbles and do ships. Just send me a request! ^-^ Feel free to ask questions, too, don't be shy!

[paprik-s]

MY FAVORITE DORKS !! ✨ 😍😍❤️💚

[wonderswoman]

I told you to go right.

[polar-biscuit-deactivated202603]

@ marvel please stop hurting wanda

[vision-scarlet-blog1]

okay but just imagine wanda sleeping and vision just watching her chest move up and down and thinking about how beautiful human life is; how beautiful she is. and wanda watching visions reactions to disney movies and barely paying attention to the screen, because all she can think about is how beautiful his curiosity is, how beautiful he is.

[marvelousimaginesforyou]

I think there’s something in my eye...

[marvelousimaginesforyou]

hmm bucky being insecure and jealous ?

Thank you for your request, I finally finished it and I really hope you’ll like it!☺️💕

[marvelousimaginesforyou]

Best friends? - Jealous!Bucky x Reader

Word count: 3,089

Summary: Bucky and the reader are best friends, and she likes him but doesn’t think he would like her back, but when he takes her to a party and sees her with another guy, he gets jealous.

Warnings: fluff, slight angst, *Steve Rogers voice* language! (only one swear word though)

A/N: Hope you like it, I’m not really sure how well I do with jealous characters so bear with me!

You groaned when the doorbell rang, you had just laid down on your couch and started scrolling through Netflix when it happened, forcing you off the couch and on your feet. You were surprised to find your best friend standing on the other side with a big smile on his face.

“Bucky!”, you exclaimed, “I thought you weren’t going to be back for at least another day!”

He laughed as you attacked him with a hug. “Well Doll, we finished the mission earlier than expected, so I thought I’d surprise my favorite person in the world!”

“Aww, you’re so sweet!”, you said and squeezed him before you let go, “I was just about to start a movie, do you want to watch with me?”, you were still beaming about the pleasant surprise of your best friend coming home early after a long mission, even though you wished that when he‘d come home, you could kiss, like the army wives did with their husbands. You knew Bucky had always liked the idea, and so did you. But he probably wouldn‘t like it with you, and that realization pierced your heart, because this wasn‘t the first time you‘d thought about this. It‘s been a while now that you had been in love with him - and if you were honest with yourself, sometimes you wondered if it wouldn‘t be easier to stop seeing him altogether than to constantly be reminded that what you wanted was right in front of you - yet far out of reach.

But you knew you could never do this to you nor him, and you tried to shake the thought and just enjoy your time together and to be happy that he got back so early with his first thought being to spend time with you.

“Something on your mind, doll?”, you noticed that Bucky must’ve looked at you for quite a while, with an amused smile on his face. “Just daydreaming.”, you smiled back at him and started the movie.

He pulled a blanket over the two of you, gently guided your head to his chest and placed a kiss on your forehead. “You don’t know how much I’ve missed you.”, his voice sounded sincere, with an odd hint of sadness.

During the movie he caressed your arm with his fingers, sending shivers down your spine almost every second, leaving you tense but satisfied, you savored these intimate moments despite how you felt towards him. You leaned into his touch and he wrapped his metal arm around your waist. You stayed like this for the rest of the movie, and when the credits rolled, neither of you seemed to want to let go.

“Doll”, he said and loosened the embrace slightly, and you had to keep a disappointed sigh from escaping your lips, “Tony invited all of us to a party tonight, he was going to send you a text I think.”, he paused shortly to search your face for confirmation, “Pepper sent me one.”, you replied, you hadn’t been sure whether you should go. “Of course she did.”, Bucky laughed, knowing Tony had probably forgotten. Instead of reminding him, Pepper would just do it herself, it was a lot easier than having endless discussions with Tony.

“Anyway...”, he ran his fingers through your hair, “do you want to go with me?”, your heart skipped at how cute his nervous voice sounded. “I mean, it’s at this bar, and I could take you, I almost drive by here anyways.”

“Right...”, you mumbled, “Sure, why not?”, you tried to sound nonchalant about it, even though you loved driving in his car, it smelled so much like him, and you also loved the idea of arriving with him, it was like he was proudly showing you off.

“Great!”, he exclaimed, then cleared his throat, “Uhm... I’ll pick you up at seven. I’ll go get ready, it’s a pretty fancy thing...”, he ran his hands through his hair, “but I’m sure Pepper already told you that. What... what color dress will you be wearing, doll?”, he asked, leaning on the doorframe.

“I... haven’t exactly thought about that. How about... the red one?”, you posed it as a question, full of insecurity. The Stark parties were always full of beautiful women in gorgeous evening gowns, you didn’t feel like you could compare.

“Ohh yes, I love that one!”, his eyes lit up when you mentioned the dress, and you blushed at how excited he seemed to be at the thought of you wearing that dress. “Red it is, then.”, you smiled and Bucky kissed you goodbye on your cheek, and you hoped he couldn’t feel the heat was spreading on your face. “See you at seven.”, he winked and then closed the door.

When you heard his steps echo in the hallway, you sat down on your bed and stared at the dress that was hanging on the door of your bedroom. You really liked how it looked on you, but had never known that Bucky seemed to enjoy it, too.

You began to get ready, you still had lots of time, but you would rather enjoy taking your time to look your best so you could feel your best. You even styled your hair a bit and painted your nails, and when you put the dress on, you felt beautiful and confident. You enjoyed it and looked at yourself in the mirror, twirling and dancing around. That feeling probably wouldn’t last when you would see all the beautiful women that Stark invited to the parties, so you enjoyed it for now. You couldn’t wait for Bucky to pick you up, and to see him in a suit, you always thought he looked especially handsome in suits, they gave him the look of the gentleman he was.

Speak of the devil, you heard your doorbell ring and took quick steps to the door. This time it was you being attacked with a hug. “Y/N doll, you look gorgeous!”, Bucky said with a wide smile on his face, eyeing you up and down. “Not so bad yourself.”, you chuckled, when you noticed he was wearing a bow tie the same color as your dress. He noticed your eyes and grinned even wider. “Is that why you asked?”, you asked in surprise and he nodded. “Bucky you charmer, making me feel like a teenager at her high school prom.”, you kissed his forehead. “But you look like a lady.”, he hooked your arms and you could feel the heat in your cheeks rising again. You knew that the dress or anything you wore would never change his mind, but hearing these things from him, especially him, made your heart flutter.

Bucky held the door of the car for you when you entered and left, which made you giggle. The bar Tony had picked was fancy, but small, so that meant that there weren’t going to be as many strangers there, which was a comforting thought.

After a couple of drinks with Natasha and Wanda, who were your best (and your only) female friends around here, the three of you decided to dance. You could feel Bucky‘s eyes on you, so you tried to dance in a sexy way. Soon, you could feel more than one pair of eyes on you, and Natasha and Wanda seemed to notice too. „Hey Y/N“, Natasha nudged you with a smirk, „that man in the suit over there has been eyeing you all evening.“, you looked over to him and felt heat spread through your face when he was still looking at you. He was quite handsome, you had to admit. „Why don‘t you go over there and say hi?“, Wanda winked, basically pushing you towards him. You looked over to Bucky, who seemed to be enjoying the company of Steve and some people you didn‘t know. „Look, I know you like Bucky, but if he doesn‘t see how great you are, he‘s not worth it!“, you sighed, knowing that you should be moving on, but you also knew how hard it was, it was not like you hadn‘t tried, but with the two of you being best friends and seeing each other 24 hours a day whenever you could, it was more than difficult. „Maybe he‘ll get jealous.“, Natasha chuckled and pushed you farther in the man’s direction.

„As if.“, you scoffed, Bucky would never be jealous, he‘s probably already found himself a nice little distraction to take home tonight. You were now standing in front of the table where the man was sitting, and since you knew you would have to listen to Wanda and Natasha scolding you for the rest of the night if you didn‘t at least talk to him, you have in and introduced yourself.

As it turned out, the man was actually quite nice, though very flirtatious and direct, but he was keeping you good company. At this point, he had gotten very close to you, always touching your lower arm or brushing over your hand, holding intense eye contact while he was doing it. After a while, it made you uncomfortable, but when you told the man, Nick, he stopped the flirting and leaned back a little, continuing a casual conversation without really taking offense. He was delightful company, even more so now, and he told you a couple of very funny stories. When his friends turned to leave, he decided to give you his phone number so you could hang out sometime, and you agreed.

Now that you were alone again, you decided to see what Bucky was up to, and you saw him sitting at the table with Steve, Natasha and Tony. It was mostly you and the Avengers now, most of Tony’s other friends had already left. When you walked over to the table, your glance met Bucky’s, but he immediately turned away. Nevertheless, you sat down next to Steve and joined in on the conversation.

Something about Bucky was different, but you couldn’t exactly tell what it was. He seemed to completely neglect anything you had to say, he either ignored it or was condescending towards you, he didn’t even look at you whenever he spoke, and when he did, his glance was cold, not like it usually was, and he never smiled or laughed. The others had noticed too, but had only made subtle comments or jokes about it, they didn’t seem too concerned with his behavior, but it was beginning to upset you. You could feel tears forming in your eyes, you felt overwhelmed and you didn’t know what you had done to him, or what to do now.

You couldn’t confront him, not in this state, but you also couldn’t take it anymore, so you went outside, where you saw Vision and Wanda sitting on a bench, cuddling and looking at the stars, but then Wanda noticed you. “Oh hi, Y/N!”, she smiled, “Come sit with us.”, she patted an empty spot next to her and sat up straight.

“Oh no, I didn’t mean to bother you... I...”, you could feel the first tear rolling down your face and you choked on your words. “What is it, Y/N?”, you could now see concern in both of their faces, so you gave in and sat down. You told them about how Bucky was behaving, and you kept crying more and more. You felt like it shouldn’t upset you as much as it did, but you couldn’t help your feelings for him, and therefore you felt even stronger about anything that concerned him. “I... I just don’t know why he is acting like that.”, you spoke, tears still streaming down your face, your breathing heavy. Wanda ran her hands down your hair, rubbing circles on your back to comfort you with her other hand.

Suddenly, Vision, who had been quiet this entire time, opened his mouth to speak: “I think you would call it jealousy.”, he tilted his head. “You know, I feel this too, sometimes. It was an odd feeling at first, and it took me a long time to figure out that it occurred every time someone got close to Wanda. I do not react irrationally, Y/N.”, Vision looked around and glanced at Wanda, “Not usually, at least, but it seems to be different when you love someone. I never thought I would even be capable of anything but logic and rationality, and neither did Tony. I guess I really am human, at least part of me is.”, you could feel his eyes on you, but you were staring at Bucky through the window, sat in a corner table with Steve with a stern expression on his face. “You do not seem convinced.”, Vision observed, “I know that advice about feelings might not appear reliable coming from me, but I consulted with Bruce and Tony, and they have come to the same conclusion. And Tony and Mr. Rogers have already mentioned that Mr. Barnes has feelings for you.”, his even voice made this seem like it was purely an observation, a logical conclusion, which, for Vision, it probably was, but to you, it was much different.

“I didn’t think he thought about me like that. I have a hard time believing that.”, you admitted, “I thought that if anyone had a chance with him, it would definitely not be me.” Vision now let his eyes wander between Bucky and me. “Do you want to be with Mr. Barnes, Miss L/N?”, he asked.

“I do.”, you said, and noticed that it was surprisingly easy to be honest with Vision, even though you hadn’t talked to him nearly as much as you’d talked to Wanda. Your tears had dried, but you were still shaking, you really had a hard time believing Vision, even though you had felt butterflies in your stomach when he said that Bucky liked you back. You didn’t see why Vision would lie, but you really didn’t know what to think of it, and even if it were true, you wouldn’t know what to do next.

“Then I think it is best you talk to him.”, he gestured towards Bucky with his burgundy hand, and you felt fear begin to form within you, so you just nodded.

“Go ahead.”, Wanda said, squeezing your hand. “I know it’s hard, but I’m pretty sure you won’t be disappointed.”

You weren’t so sure, but you knew that it was the only way, not only because you had to drive back with him, but also because you knew you couldn’t take another second of this, you just had to find out if what Vision had told you was true. You made your way over, still shaking, and then cleared your throat, not daring to look at Bucky.

“Bucky, can we talk?”, you asked, and Steve immediately slid out of the booth, nodding at Bucky, who just grunted. Now you gulped, but you attempted to start: “What... what’s...”, but you were interrupted immediately. “I didn’t take you here to make out with other men, y/n.”

“Make out with other men? What do you mean by that?”

“I saw the way looked at this, guy, the way he touched you...”, he clenched his fist when he said that, and his anger scared you, “You even gave him your phone number, goddamnit!”, he muttered, looking at you with a mix of anger and confusion. “Why would you do that when you’re here with me?”, the last sentence took you by surprise, and you were quiet for a moment. “With you? I don’t understand. I thought you just took me because I live near, and, you know, because we’re best friends.”, you said, and now you couldn’t hide your anger and disappointment. You couldn’t believe he could be this mad at you, but then you thought about Vision’s words. Was he really jealous?

Bucky sighed, and now he looked you in the eye, and now the anger vanished. “I’m not saying that I wouldn’t be doing it if we were friends, but when I first offered to drive you here, I did it because I had hoped that you would come home with me, that what you’re doing with him, you’d be doing with me.”, his intense glance was laced with insecurity after his confession, and so he looked at the ground. “How idiotic of me to think you would feel the same.”, he muttered, ready to stand up, but you stopped him by holding his hand, and you felt the butterflies in your stomach as your nervousness grew. “I do. I have for a long time. I told the man I wasn’t interested and we had a pleasant conversation, but I did it because all I could think of was you. And when he was almost close enough to kiss me, I wished it was you, but I thought that you would never want anything like this with me, we’re best friends after all...”, you sighed when you finished your speech, and noticed you were still holding hands, and he pulled you up with both of his hands so you would stand close enough to feel his breath against your lips. “Oh doll, if you wanted to kiss me, all you had to do was ask.”, he said, with the biggest smile that you had seen all night, and then pressed his lips against yours, moving slowly, but gaining more confidence when you kissed him back. Your hands were running through each other’s hair, and neither of you wanted to let go, to make up for all the time you had spent cluelessly in love with each other, and now you were finally kissing like you should have months ago, when you pulled apart to gasp for air, he held you, your head on his chest. You opened your eyes and saw everyone in the room staring at you. Vision smiled, and Wanda gave you an excited thumbs up. You should’ve been embarrassed that they watched you, but you were too happy to even think about that. You were lying in Bucky’s arms, and right now, that was all that mattered.

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Reunited, volume one, Tom holland x reader

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Pairing: Tom holland x reader

marvelousimaginesforyou asked: Hi! Can you Write a Tom Holland Imagine where the Reader and him met when they were twelve and he was fifteen, they haven‘t seen each other since, then they come on set or meets him and the others at a Bar, and it becomes obvious that he trinke they’ve become very hot (Reader 18 Tom 21) and the Reader thinks the same about him and the other actors Tease Tom about it until he asks the reader out?

Author note: I hope you like it, if you want to be on the taglist message me and stay cool. Sorry for grammer btw

“How did you even get a job there?”, Iza asked while grabbing the cigarette package from her back pocket. The smile covering my face the whole day just grew “pure accident, i was walking past my old teacher, you know miss Andrews, and she told me they were hiring extras to play in this movie. Her husband is shooting this huge movie,  for marvel”. Iza smacked her lips together “wow, big shot, how much to you get”. I shrugged looking past the rooftop at the sky painted in purple and blue. “You know”, Iza brought a cigarette to her ajar lips “i think this is a big opportunity for you”. I roll my eyes even if i can’t help but to feel my heart beat harder “come on, Izzy, its not like i have a line”. She protected the flame of the lighter with her hand as she lit her cig. “I know”, she dragged in a sharp breath of the smoke “but all actors start small”. I rest my head on top of her shoulder as i smack my heel against the wall beneath me. I shrugged again as i dragged in a breath of her shirt. Smoke and the free peppermints from her work. “I’m excited for you”, Izzy dropped the small amount of paper from the cig that was left. I watch it wander around the air like a leaf stuck in a storm, before being put out and swallowed by the ground under us. “Yeah”, I yawned as i buried myself deeper in her shoulder an closed my eyes “you should”. She chuckled and brought a string out of my face. And with her hand stroking my hair, i fell asleep there on the rooftop in my best friends arms.   

  “Tom?”, i asked in surprise “is that you?”. Tom chuckled, his hand stroking down his spider man hoodie “the one and only”. I yelped out of happiness and wrapped my arms around his neck. He smelled like i remembered, like nana’s homemade chocolate chip cookies and the axe spray he stole from his dad. “I thought”, i stammered as i met his brown eyes “i thought you were moving before summer break”. He smiled, shoving of the aperture  between his front teeth “My mom said we were going to stay for summer break, Spend the last summer with nana before moving up state”.  A sadness hugged my heart tightly again, making it almost hard to breath. I tried to hold back tears as i ran into his arms again “i.. i don’t want you to leave, Tommy, please don’t leave”.  He buried his face in my braided hair, pretending he didn’t have a wetness threatening behind his eyes as well. He was fifteen for god’s sake, he wasn’t supposed to cry about…  a twelve year old girl…. Even if it was y/n, his nanas neighbor  that he grown to love since the first time he met her. Well he didn’t like-like her, that would be weird, but she was like a sister to him in the end of the day. “Trust me”, he whispered against her new pierced ear “i don’t want to leave… but we are always going to be friends… We can send letters!”. I nod, still afraid to let the hug go. We only had summer break together until he was gone… maybe he would visit nana once in a while, but he was probably not going to wanna hang out with me when he turned 16. I was still just a kid in his eyes. A tear slipped down my cheek, wetting his hoodie “please don’t stop liking me”. He kissed my forehead sweetly “never”.

“Big day”, i mumbled or myself as i walked into the huge building. I was mentally preparing myself. I just turned 18, just graduated, just rented a small apartment with Izzy and just got my first legit small job. Well, it was only for like a week, but was still bigger than anything i had before. I just couldn’t mess this up, i wouldn't… right? “All extras, get to the building c”, i hear a man voice echoed through the speakers in the corner of the building. People are moving hurried around be, dragging around costumes and wagons. My heart was beating loud in my ears as i felt anxiety grow in my throat. Where the fuck was building C then? I should ask somebody. “Excuse me, sir”, i mumbled to one of the huge guys at the building centre “building c?”. He smiled at me, turning his entire face to a baby’s one as he pointed behind me. “Thank you so much!”, i gave him the nicest smile i had as i grasped on to the bag at my side. Everything was going to be fine, nothing was going to go wrong. I tried convincing myself as much as i could while trying to control my trembling hands. “Are you an extra?”, someone asked behind me and i turned around. A small girl, at least a head shorter than me, smiled at me. I nodded as my mouth suddenly felt to dry to speak. “That way” she nodded against a big group of people sitting at benches put up like a square in the middle of the room. “Thanks”, i whispered with barely even moving my lips as i moved towards the benches. It calmed my rapid heartbeat when i saw that everybody was equally nervous as me, bobbing their legs upside down and looking around with flickering eyes. I sat down, crossing my legs while slowly leaning back.There was a lot of people here, most of them around my age, and i suddenly felt more calm. I blended in here, everything was going to okay. It passed a good half hour of me scrolling through my phone while biting my lip nervously. Another 10m minutes passed and i could almost taste everybody’s anxiety in the room. Finally, after 10 more minutes, the short girl stopped in the middle of the square before clapping her hands together. The sudden sound was very effective as the entire room fell quiet. “So”, her voice was to dark for her appearance “you are all extras here today. We will tell you later what you should do, but first we should move to where the shooting is taking place. Come with me”. The entire group of people, which most have been at least 30, got up in a hurry. I grasped onto my bag next to me before throwing it over my shoulder. This was going to be awesome. 

“Here”, The short women, who now was wearing a headset covering half of her head, stuck her hand out to me “you there, are you okay with saying a line?”. i felt eyes being turned to me as i swallowed thickly. I had to jump on this opportunity but i… i was honestly scared i wasn’t going to be able to speak normally with the lump in my throat. “Yeah”, i smiled, biting the inside of my cheeks hard enough to draw blood. “Great”, she clapped her hand together “all you have to do is hold this handbag and that guy over there will take it from you. All you have to say is ‘hey! he’s robbing me’ and then the cameras are going to be off you so you don’t have to so anything. Spiderman is going to return and give back your bag, look thankful and say ‘thanks’. Is that clear? can you do that”. I nodded a little to fast as she looked me up and down judgemental. There’s something about the small women i couldn’t put my words on. She was like a small flower, delicate and all that until you try to touch it only to get poisoned. “In positions people”, she made a circular motion with her finger as i saw her backside disappear behind the camera crew. My knuckles was turning white from holding the hand bag tightly in my hand. Come on Y/n, its one line, no big deal. “Aaaaaaand”, i heard a clear click, a metal sound falling back into place “shoot”.Calm. I’m calm. With her signal, like dropping meat in front of an animal, i move. Calm. Moving camly. Everything is going to be alright. I could feel the movement of the camera as it followed my posture, but i decided to ignore it. My body was ripped into the action when the man grasped onto my hand bag. My sweaty fingers slipped, leaving me tumbling forward. He pulled a lot harder than i thought, leaving my shoulder arching in pain. Surprised, i turned around to look at everybody around me, did anybody honestly see how hard he pulled. I opened my mouth, stammering over my words “he…. “. I looked back to where the man stood to see him standing outside the shot, his eyes urging me on. Right… the scene. “Hey! he’s robbing me”. My voice come out raspy, almost grabbed in panic as my mouth falls open mostly for effect. Then all the pressure drops from my shoulders as the camera rolls out of my view  to follow the “robber”. My hands are shaking, my lungs pumping our adrenaline to my goosebumped covered skin. Calm. Everything was going to be fine. All panic come rushing back in waves when the camera is turned back on me, standing in the middle of the street. I bet my cheeks are blossomed, maybe even swollen in a blush. In front of me was spiderman. Well, a full grown man, dressed in a awfully tight spiderman costume. i wanted to laugh out loud as i desperately bit my lip to hold it back. I mean, the guy looked good, from where i was standing. Muscles, he probably worked hard for, was clear through the material, and he had a great ass… I blushed even more. Jesus y/n“Miss!”, the man, who actually sounded more like a boy spoke “your bag”. That voice. It was like putting a song on a wrecked vinyl…. i knew the song but it wasn’t completely like i remembered it. I couldn’t even put a  title on the “song”. I must have seen him in a movie, somewhere, It was familiar, on the back of my tongue desperalty urging me to remember. But nothing. My mind was blank as i continued to stare at the costumed dressed guy. Oh shit, i almost forgot the scene i was shooting. “T-thanks”, i stammered as i reached out for the bag. My hand accidently come in contact with his. The rough material of the suit rub against my fingertips as i look down to hide my blush. He nods to me, stays for a moment in hesitation, then he start to move. I drop the breath weighting on top of my chest. Finally this scene is over. “Wait”, i called without even realizing i opened my mouth “Who are you?”. The guy in the suit turn his head over his shoulder. I can almost see his eyes squeezing shut behind the mask. “I’m ….. um spiderman”, a smile, i guessed as i saw his mask twitch “your friendly neighbourhood spiderman”. I stand still in shock. Was he one of those actors who actually thought he was his character? or was he…My thoughts was interrupted by the small women yelling “and cut”. Cut? oh no. The scene wasn’t finished, and i just ruined it with all my “who are you” talk. The guy wasn’t weird he was just doing his job and kept character.  The women moved towards me in harsch steps, i felt like a kid in trouble when i saw her eyes. I couldn’t judge her emotions, it looked like it was just a mix of everything turning to nothing. “That trick you pulled”, she arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms “not cool, You’re just and extra and do as i say, okay? but it was good, and we don’t have to reshoot the scene. For this time”. I was stuck in disbelieve and confusing as she leaves me behind here. This was all too much for me to process.

I collected my things, my fingers still shaking. I had to start controlling my emotions, jesus.I was 18 and wanted to work as an actor but couldn’t even handle being an extra. I was disappointed in myself, really. “Hey”, the spiderman dude came in view. I sighed and reached up my hand to shake some life in my hair “okay, dude, I know i messed up the scene. M´sorry, i was nervous”. I swear if he looked surprised under the mask, as it moved with his emotions. “Oh no, i think you were great”, he said, his voice clinging in a strong british accent “Mrs Morswin can be quite harsc, if you ask me”. I look him up and down now when i have time to really study him. The suit was tight enough to be spandex, hugging his curves in a way making my blush turn a grisom color. “Thanks”, i let my head roll to the side “You’re british”. The way i said it came out as an question even if it was a statement. He nodded before taking something that sounded like a nervous breath “This is a super weird question but do you go to  Bronx High School of Science? I regonzie you, love”. The nickname makes butterflies start to crowd in the depths of my abdomen. I shook my head before biting my lip “london?”. His hand landed on top of the table next to me as he leaned closer to me “southwest of london”. I can’t hide my surprise as my my jaw dropped “no way? me to, Im from wimbledon”. I hear a gasp from under the mask as he practically fall from his stance in surprise “That’s close to where i grew up ,kingston upon thames.  Wimbledon College, you?”. I smile and throw the bag over my shoulder once again “Ursuline High School, i used to have friends from Wimbledon college”. He leans even closer, and i can practically feel his body heat radiant over to me “no way, who?, maybe i know them”. I open my mouth, just about to answer his question when a loud yell interrupts me. “Tom! we need you on set”, Mrs  Morswin, the short womens, voice echoes through the hall. Tom? Memories hit me like a bus, causing me to grab tightly on to the table for support. The words that been racing at the tip of my tongue finally makes sense. The Spiderman dude was freaking Tom holland. I practically grew up with this guy in front of me. Tom freaking Holland.”Tom”, i whisper for myself but he dont hear it as he turn his head to answer the women. Before i can control my actions i reach out to slowly grasp onto his mask. His head turns to me in surprise as i with shaking fingertips slowly drags the mask of the boys head. The face under the red spandex is painted in shook. His brown curls are finally released and bounce down the side of his face. A pair of familiar chestnut eyes makes eye contact with me and it looks like, both of our eyes blow up in regonizment. “Tommie?”, i shriek, my voice breaking of excitement. “Y/n?”, He asked, still unsure like if he really can’t see its me. My heart aches and i can practically feel tears coming. tom holland got pretty, really pretty. His eyes was the same, glistening with joy in a childlike way. But he rest of him? got so much better. The space between his front teeth was long gone and ws now a white perfect smile. His body, which i already kind of studied through his suit, got ripped. His abs was well visible through the tight material as well as the bugle in his pants. I never thought the day where i was attracted to my childhood friend would come but, here we are. I step into his arms, the suit rubbing against my tank top. My head rests on top of his chest, right under his shoulder. He smells like…. like cologne and…. nanas cookies. He still smells like nanas cookies. I bury my face in the crook of his neck, my arms wrapped around his body prisoning it close to mine. “Y/n”, he mumbles as he embrace me and breath out the breath he’s been holding since the removal of his mask. “You still smell like nana’s cookies”, i mumble, not even sure why i said it out loud. He lets out a breathless laugh, his entire body vibrating against mine. “bloody hell”, his hand caress my spine through my shirt “i miss those”. Even if my body screams in disappointment i let go of his warm body. We both look in eachothers eyes and for a moment it doesn’t feel like its been 6 years since the last time i saw him”. He smiles at me, an adorable smile which lights up his entire face. “Tom”, i look him up and down even if i know he sees it “you got ripped, lad”. He laughs again, purely just like when we were kids “yeah, the bollock up in  marvel want me to look like the bloody rock. And you… y/n, you look really…. gorgeous”. A blush, the strongest one today, took over my face and well…. my entire body. I smiled, showing my teeth at the same time. “Well”, i look down at my feet “it’s been six years”. “yeah”, he muttered under his breath while weighting forward and backward on his heels. We stood there, in a silence so pushing it felt like i was just becoming smaller and smaller ever second passing. “well”, he finally broke the silence “i have to go, have another scene to shoot for today. But, here, put in your number”. He fished up his phone from his back where he’d been hiding it. He reached it out for me after in a hurry unlocking it. I saw the background he had of him and a blue staffy. I loved pitbull dogs. And i loved dudes with dogs, so this was just great. I took the phone from his and “accidentally”, touched his hand in the process. From the back of my mind i tapped down my phone number under the contact “y/n, cute girl from your nanas next door”. He chuckled at the name as he closed the phone with the familiar clicking sound. “So”, he smiled one last time “i hope i’ll see you around?”. I nodded, completely lost for words. He nodded one last time as he started to walk away. I let out the nervous breath i’m been holding for the passed seconds. Was i really over here catching feeling for a guy i haven’t talked to in 6 years. I saw the posture of his spiderman suit stop, standing its place. Then, in the matter of seconds, so fast i can’t understand what’s happening, he’s back in front of me. “I missed you y/n”, he mumbles, his eyes flicking over my face likes he’s savouring every detail. The last thing he does before taking off down the hall is leaning forward to press a chaste kiss on top of my forehead. Then… with that i see him disappear from my sight, getting smaller and smaller like an ant. My hand automatically end up on my forehead where Toms kiss was placed. My finger trace the mark of his lips as i can feel my heart beating faster. I was falling in love with Tom holland, and there was absolutely nothing i could to about it.

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I requested this and I love it to pieces! Thank you very much @faangirl101, your writing is amazing!☺️

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sometimes i get distracted by my own cleavage like… nice…….

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things Natasha Romanoff would say

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Steve: One day more. Another day, another destiny. This never-ending road to calvary. These stones of mind and space and time will surely come a second time...one day more.

Vision: [to Wanda] I did not live until today. How can I live when we are parted?

Sam: One day more...

Wanda: [to Vision] Tomorrow, you'll be worlds away, and yet with you, my world has started.

Loki: One more day all on my own.

Wanda and Vision: Will we ever meet again?

Loki: One more day with him not caring.

Wanda and Vision: I was born to be with you.

Loki: What a life I might have known.

Wanda and Vision: And I swear I will be true.

Loki: But he never saw me there...

Tony: One more day before the storm!

Peter P.: Do I follow where he goes?

Tony: At the barricades of freedom!

Peter P.: Shall I join the others there?

Tony: When our ranks begin to form...

Peter P.: Do I stay, and do I dare?

Tony: Will you take your place with me?

Stephen: The time is now, the day is here!

Natasha: One day more...

T'Challa: One day more to the invasion; we will nip it in the bud. We'll be ready for this Thanos—he will wet himself with blood!

Bucky: One day more...

Rocket: Watch 'em run amuck, catch 'em as they fall. Never know your luck when there's a free for all! Here a little dip, there a little touch—most of them are goners, so they won't miss much!

Bruce: One day to a new beginning!

Rhodey: Raise the flag of freedom high!

Gamora: Every man will be a king!

Nebula: Every man will be a king!

Drax: There's a new world for the winning!

Thor: There's a new world to be won!

Okoye: Do you hear the people sing?

Shuri: My place is here, I fight with you!

Wong: One day more!

Peter Q.: We will join these people's heroes, we will follow where they go! We will learn their battle plans, then we will share the things we know.

Groot: I am Groot!

Mantis: Tomorrow is the judgement day!

All: Tomorrow, we'll discover what this Mad Titan has in store...one more dawn, one more day, one day more!

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„tHe MoSt AmBiTiOuS cRoSsOvEr“

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So, I am still overwhelmed by the amazing response I‘ve gotten on the Sebastian Stan imagine, it is my most popular imagine yet, and I want to thank you all so much for this!

I‘m not sure if I will finish another one tonight, but here is what is upcoming, these are all requests I‘ve gotten by you lovely people! If you want to be tagged (I‘ve gotten such a sweet message from someone asking to be tagged) please tell me so, and I will tag you!

Upcoming Imagines:

Jealous!Bucky x Reader

Vision x Reader

Spider-Man x Reader

and Chris Evans x Reader (meeting his family),

so keep your eyes peeled!

Thank you all for being such lovely readers!❤️

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Infinity War plot explained poorly:

A single father trying to end world hunger with his rock collection.

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Hi! May you please write a cute Sebs one? Thanks!

This was just posted, Thank you Love!

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The Coffee Shop Girl - Sebastian Stan x Reader

Request: „something cute with Seb Stan“ by anon, here you go.<3

Plot: Chris Evans and Anthony Mackie play wingmen for Sebastian withouth him knowing.

Word Count:1.278

It was another morning in Atlanta, and you were picking up your coffee from your go-to coffeeshop, the barista greeted you and went straight to preparing your drink, already knowing your order.

When the barista gave you your coffee you smiled thankfully and tipped them well, the man had turned his attention back to the counter, so you left to sit outside, not thinking more of this encounter. As usual, the outside table on the left was free, so you sat down with your coffee and opened your laptop to start working. As a freelance graphic artist, you could mostly work from home, and in the spring- and summertime, you loved to take your work outside, it allowed you to see outside of your four walls and to gain inspiration from the buzzing city life. Opposite of the coffee shop was a film set, it had been there for a while now, and now and then you stole some glances to see what was going on. They were filming the new Avengers movie „Infinity War“, and you couldn‘t deny you were intrigued, you had watched all of the previous MCU movies and enjoyed them mostly, so it was exciting to catch an inside glance every now and then, when there weren‘t fans around to block the way.

You had never seen the actors up close, but you had been able to spot most of them and identify them at some point. Chris Evans or Captain America had grown a beard, and Sebastian Stan, also known has Bucky, had grown his hair even longer for the role, which you, although from a distance, found to look very attractive on him. But as much as you enjoyed to see what was going on around you, you had a big commission from an important client that you needed to finish.

You seemed to be doing fine, you had a lot of ideas coming and had already gotten a lot done, when you received a document via AirDrop, titled „Hello there :)“. Your first instinct was to turn AirDrop off, you hadn‘t realized you had left it on in public and you knew how dangerous it could be. However, curiosity got the best of you, so you opened it:

„This is to the y/h/c beauty in the coffee shop across the street. There is someone here who would like to meet you, but is too shy to admit it. He has noticed you sitting there over the last few and would like to get to know you better.“

You chuckled at the words, wondering who this mysterious message came from, and, even though it seemed wildly out of character for you to even consider it, if you should try to find out.

You opened a new document and typed: „Who is it that wants to talk to me?“

You were surprisingly impatient to receive the reply, but when you did, you opened it immediately, taken aback by your own eagerness.

„Why don‘t you take the first step, come over to the set and find out? :)“

So it was someone from the movie set. You hadn‘t expected this, and now you were a bit hesitant. You knew none of these people, and you really had no idea what to say even if you went over, but after what seemed like an eternity of trying to just continue your project and getting the idea out of your head, you slowly came to terms with the fact that this wouldn‘t let you go, so you sighed, put your laptop in your bag and slowly walked over to the giant movie set, realizing that you had no idea at all what you were doing or what to expect, maybe, or even quite possibly, they wouldn‘t let you in.

When you walked past the side of the set, you heard snickering, then, someone walked out from behind a trailer, it seemed to be Chris Evans walking towards you. „You actually came.“, he beamed, hiding a laugh, gesturing for the security that you were with him, when he gestured for you to come in. „I... came.“, you replied, slowly walking towards him. You had expected cameramen, someone from the crew, but you didn‘t expect... Chris. He confidently walked towards you and held out his hand. „I‘m Chris, but you would probably be more interested in meeting my friend Sebastian.“, he said, excitedly peeking behind the trailer, so you followed his glance and saw a black man, who must be Anthony Mackie, pulling on someones arm, but that someone wasn‘t yet in your line of sight.

„This is stupid, Anthony, and you know it.“, you heard a voice complain, chuckling at the thought that this might be Sebastian, and realizing that he probably hadn‘t agreed to the airdrop messages. „She probably won‘t even...“, Anthony had now pulled Sebastian out, and when his eyes met yours, he stopped. And so did you. He was beautiful, you couldn‘t deny that, but you could also see that he was painfully uncomfortable.

„It‘s you.“, he said in disbelief, and while Chris and Anthony were visibly trying to hold back laughter, you blushed at his sight. He truly was gorgeous, and you had trouble grasping that he was the one that wanted to meet you. This must‘ve been a joke. „Listen“, you began, „if this was all a joke, it was very entertaining.“, you fiddled with your hands.

For a few seconds, no one said anything, Chris and Anthony were walking back to set, patting Sebastians shoulder on their way. Now the two of you were standing there, avoiding each others glances. „It‘s not.“, you heard Sebastians croaky voice. „It‘s not a joke, I mean... I-I just wasn‘t the one who initiated this.“, you understood, he didn‘t want this, he‘d probably had no idea, so you turned to leave.

„That... that doesn‘t mean it wasn‘t true though.“, his voice got louder, so you stopped and turned around. „I saw you in the coffee shop the other day, with your laptop. You‘re... you‘re really pretty. Beautiful. And that you actually showed up shows that you‘re up for spontaneous fun, which is lovely.“, Sebastian ran one hand through his hair, eyes directed at the floor, laughing nervously. „I probably would never have talked to you if it wasn‘t for Chris and Anthony.“, he admitted, and now he dared to steal a glance at you.

You gave him a small smile, you thought his rambling was pretty cute, and it made you blush. „That would‘ve been a shame, you know. You‘re... pretty interesting yourself.“, when you realized how your nervous confession came out, you wanted to take everything back, „Oh, no, that‘s not how I meant it, I meant... good-looking... intriguing... you know.“, you chuckled nervously and he took a step closer to you.

„How about we have a coffee together tomorrow? My treat. I can‘t let someone like you sit there all by yourself. And I would enjoy some company for breakfast.“, he winked at you. „Sure“, you said, blushing even more at the gesture, and he beamed.

„Tomorrow at 7, then. Milk, two sugars, am I right?“

„You are.“, you were surprised he knew your order, how often has he been in the shop and you haven‘t noticed? „You‘re quite something, Sebastian.“

A/N: Hope you liked it! Requests are Open!<3

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Send requests!

You, yes you! If you have any requests for the actors/characters of Infinity War (+Clint and Ant-Man) or of the new X-Men trilogy, I‘m all up for writing imagines! You can even just request the character/actor and I‘ll make a scenario up! :)

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We all thought Loki was the odd one out but it turns out Thor is actually the friendly jock middle child in a family of bitchy drama club goths

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Better together? - Tony Stark x Reader

A/N: (no iw Spoilers) SEND REQUESTS! I know this isn’t the best I’ve erlitten, but bear with me please! So I had this Post up where you could send me a character and I would Write an Imagine starting with the first sentence of that song. I made it the theme of the Imagine (tbh bc I forgot while I was writing.😅), but I hope you still enjoy it, @nostalgic-uncertainty requested Tony Stark, so here ya go (one and a half year late :/)!

Warnings: angst, fluff

„I found a hidden postcard she’d written to herself, with much love from overseas, but signed by somebody else... and I recognize the name as mine and heavy my heart sank;” (Pages - James Hersey)

“Bruce, do you remember where I put the Web-Shooters for Spider-Boys new suit?”, Tony asked, slightly frustrated from not finding them after going through all the drawers, since he’d made a mess in the lab for nothing. “Didn’t you take them to your room last night to work on them?”, Bruce frowned at the state Tony had put the lab in, but quickly returned to his desk so he wouldn’t lose focus on his project.

“Right”, Tony said, half heartedly shoving the tools back in the drawers and turning to leave so he could try the genius idea he’d just had on the web-shooters, “Thanks Bruce”.

When he arrived in his room, he opened the drawer of his desk, yesterday night he’d been very tired and had just put them there, even though this space was usually reserved for personal stuff. After he took them out, his eyes lingered just a few seconds too long. Slowly, he took out the photo of you and tilted it under the bright light of his desk, obscuring the motif. He then turned it around.

*FLASHBACK*

„Glad we‘re finally done with the whole postcards thing, now we have time to ourselves.“, Tony sighed, letting himself fall into a big armchair, pulling you on his lap by your hips. You turned around to give him a quick kiss, but when he went to deepen the kiss, you put a finger on his lips.

„Wait! I want to write one more!“, Tony sighed at your inexhaustible energy, but leaned back and waited patiently, how could he resist that smile? You pulled one of the photos that the two of you had taken on the trip near you close and read out loud: „Dear me“, you read out what you were writing. Tony chuckled, „Tony and I are having a great time overseas. He‘s so glad to have taken such an amazing and inspirational individual with him on his business trip.“, you announced, and Tony laughed. „You are incorrigible Y/N.“, you simply ignored his comment and went on: "Anyway, I thought you should know that this is probably the best vacation you have ever been on, and ever will be, unless Tony decides to let you annoy him again. I have to get back to cuddling now, and although I enjoy it here, I can‘t wait for your (or my?) bed.“, you grinned when you finished, and Tony raised and eyebrow. „How about my bed?“, he winked and you laid on top of him leaving kisses all over his lips and neck...

*FLASHBACK OVER*

Tony had sat there, remembering this moment, a small smile on his face, but as soon as the blinding light on his desk brought him back to reality, he turned back to a stern expression. Little did either of you know that this had actually been your last vacation with him, and certainly the best one Tony had ever been on, although he was sure you had moved on and found better company. Why had he let you go in the first place? Because he was insecure about exactly that. He always thought he was holding you back, so he ended it, and neither of you were really happy with it. Why had he done it then? He looked back at the photo. How could he be stupid enough to let someone like you go? Someone so uniquely beautiful inside and out.

Tony decided he wasn’t going to get anywhere with the webshooters tonight, so he decided it was the best idea to sleep so he could stop himself from thinking about you.

Shifting left and right, turning the blanket and the pillows, Tony soon discovered none of it would free him from the depressing thoughts that clouded his mind. He stood up and sat back on his desk chair, twirling the card in his fingers. You had given it to him, although you had initially sent it to yourself. At the thought of that, Tony looked at the address. „2070 Arnett Street... Friday, how far is that from here?“, he asked, suddenly confident that he could easily resolve a mistake he had made many months ago.

During his flight there, he wasn‘t so sure anymore. You had probably moved on from him, you might not even live there anymore. What if you didn‘t? What if you did and didn‘t want to see him? What if you did and your husband would open the door to greet you? That last thought send a bullet right through his heart, and when he landed, he looked at your house wide-eyed and terrified. He decided to walk around, see if he could make out if you still lived there. He discovered that there was still light in the living room, and he saw that your favorite show was on. A terrible one, in his opinion, but he loved your comments when you watched it together. Tony was so indulged in the memories that he didn‘t even notice how you got up and opened the backdoor. „Tony, what are you doing here?“, your voice was confused, but it wasn‘t just that, there was more, curiosity, nervousness... hurt. Tony gulped, he didn‘t know what to say now that you were standing before him, even more beautiful than in his memories. He took a step forward and just handed you the card. „Re... Remember this?“, he asked, scared of what you would say, you were probably angry at him for interrupting your TV session, but he looked up at you when he heard your chuckle. He had missed it so much, missed you so much, and he was an idiot to only realize now.

„Yes, I remember...“, you replied, lowering the photo with a sad expression, „Why are you showing me this?“

Tony knew you had every right to an answer, but he didn‘t know what that answer could be. Even after all these years, he wasn‘t ready for this. „I found it today. And... I know it‘s been some time. But when I found it, I thought that there was no reason that I didn‘t stay. It could be like this again, you know? I could stay. With you. Forever.“, you didn’t know how to react to his confession, it had come so out of the blue, it was so wild and confusing, and as much as it was comforting that he seemed to have thought about you as much as you had thought about him, you didn’t know what he imagined would happen. “Tony, what do you expect from me? We haven’t seen each other in about a year, do you really think we can go back to how we were just like that?”, it was as if you were the voice of reason in Tonys head, as you had been many times before. “No. I don’t. But I think that it wouldn’t be right if we didn’t try. You can’t tell me you were happy like this, because I’ve been miserable all this time trying to find someone like you. And even if it doesn’t work out, at least we would know to end it for good. Right?”, the doubts had crawled their way back at the end of Tonys speech, so he looked at you, as if he was waiting for approval, and you nodded. “Right.”, you took Tonys Hand in yours, noticing how shaky and sweaty it was, and pressed it firmly. “But give this time. Give us time.”, you said and he shyly laid his thumb on your cheek to caress it. “I will. And I hope that we can prove to each other that we’re better together than we are apart. Because right then, when you were with me”, he pointed to the photo, “I was the happiest man alive.”

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This couple.❤️💚