i write & reblog oneshots/fics that are solely platonic!avengers team x reader or agents of shield x reader!! requests are always open cait :) | she/her | 20
Soo earlier I got a request from @weirdacelesbian and I had only chosen one thing of theirs to write (the mental health hcs), but I also loved this so much so I just had to write it!
Thunderbolts x Gn!Teen!Reader
⊠Thunderbolts x Teen!Reader Coming Out Headcanons âŠ
Immediate respect. She's probably one of the least surprisedâsheâs always had a read on you. Just gives you a soft, âOkay. I get it.â
Defensive and fierce. If anyone says anything about you, sheâll vaporize them. Ava does not play when it comes to you.
Validates your boundaries. Whether you want to tell the team or not, she respects your pace and keeps it between you two if you ask.
Soft moments. Sheâs not great with words, but sheâll do things like bring you your favorite snacks or sit on the roof with you in silence, just letting you know sheâs here.
⊠Alexei Shostakov
Instant acceptance, zero hesitation. He probably interrupts you halfway through because he thinks he already knows what youâre trying to say and immediately says, "I love you! I support you! You are perfect!"
He gets overexcited. Tries to show support in the loudest, most Russian dad way possible. Starts bragging about you to everyone, even when itâs not relevant: âDid you know my kid is also [insert identity]? Very special. Very brave.â
Absolutely butchers terminology. He tries, but heâs a mess with labels. You correct him and he goes, âAh yes, I knew that. I was testing you!â (He was not.)
Protective to the extreme. If anyone gives you trouble? They're on his hit list. Heâll be like, âWho? Where? I will crush them like ant.â
⊠Yelena Belova
Chill but soft reaction. Yelenaâs like, âOkay? Cool. Letâs get ice cream,â like it's the most natural thing in the world. She doesn't make it a big deal, which honestly feels super comforting.
Overtime support. She lowkey reads and learns more about your identity behind the scenes just so sheâs sure she can defend you if someone says something wrong.
Subtle affirmations. Starts using your preferred name/pronouns immediately if thatâs part of it. Throws in little comments like, "You look good today. I like this version of you."
Would fight anyone. If you come home upset, sheâs instantly like, âGive me their name. I just want to talk,â but you both know sheâs not just going to talk.
⊠Bucky Barnes
Calm but emotional reaction. He listens fully before saying anything, then quietly goes, "Thanks for trusting me with this," with that soft little nod like he means it.
Found family warmth. Starts looking out for you even more. Will sit next to you in silence just to make sure you feel safe in the space you're in.
Lowkey protective dad mode. If someone misgenders you or makes a rude comment, heâs not going to make a scene, heâs just going to make them really uncomfortable until they leave.
Grumpy but supportive. Heâs bad at big speeches but heâll mutter things like, âI donât care what you are or who you like youâre mine, kid. Thatâs all that matters.â
⊠John Walker
Confused at first. Not because heâs against it, but because he doesnât know all the terms right away. Heâs like, âOkay, wait, explain it to me one more time.â
Wants to get it right. He will ask questions (maybe too many) because he genuinely wants to understand and respect you properly.
Awkward but sincere. You catch him Googling stuff late at night and then the next day he casually uses the right terms like itâs no big deal. He really is trying.
Loyal to the bone. Says stuff like, "You're my kid. I got your back. Always." Might even get into fights with people who say anything disrespectful. Not subtle about it.
⊠Bob Reynolds
Quiet but emotional. He listens to every word, so gently it almost makes you cry. He just says softly, âOkay. Thank you for telling me. Iâm so proud of you.â
Worries for you. Starts being extra careful around you, constantly checking in, making sure you feel safe, validating you in little ways without making you feel like a burden.
You canât lie to him about being fine. He can literally sense when youâre not okay and will pull you aside like, "Hey, talk to me. I can feel it."
Gentle affirmations. He will straight up say, "You deserve to be loved for exactly who you are," and you know he means it.
ive wanted to do this for years but im going to go through and make kind of a fic directory for every fic ive ever reblogged on here, idk when iâll have it finished but hopefully soon
could you write any fanfics or headcannons about the avengers doing family stuff? like going shopping altogether? with a the reader being the daughter of tony stark and something like y/n!stark x peter parker? just fluff
Domestic Avengers Would Include . . .
It would be difficult to get all the Avengers to go shopping at once but where thereâs a will, thereâs a way
The hardest to convince would probably be Natasha and Bucky but they love you, so theyâd join you anyway
You and Wanda would take forever in the changing rooms (forcing Peter and Vision to hold all your stuff)
Thor would go straight for the food court, marveling at all the Midgardian food
Tony would probably go to any of the tech or expensive stores
Nat would browse and window shop with Steve and Bruce
Sam and Bucky would get into some fight and would nearly be kicked out
By the time you get to the court room, Thor would have all different kinds of food and candies
(Peter has to literally drag you away from the candy at a certain point)
I think this just goes to show that if you give them the chance, the Avengers are really a family and can be domestic
They all look after each other, but especially of you and Peter
Natasha, Wanda, and Carol are like older sisters/aunts, Steve, Bruce, Thor, Vision, and Clint are like uncles, and Sam and Bucky are like older brothers
Wanda always cooks. She and Pepper would teach you how to cook
The team all fight over Wandaâs cooking
At first, Steve tried to teach you how to drive
It did not work out
Next, Nat tried to teach you
(You nearly crashed into someone that day)
Finally, Bruce taught. Heâs pretty chill so it worked out
The Avengers would also help you with homework. Nat has experience with helping Clintâs kids after-all
You go down to the lab to get Tony, Bruce, and Peterâs help for math
Steve and Bucky for history
Steve would def help with art (hc heâs an artist)
Carol would help with any space related classes like Astronomy
Vision would check your grammar and punctuation and spelling (heâd edit your essays)
GOING PROM SHOPPING WITH THE AVENGERS IS CHAOTIC
they all insist on seeing yours and Peterâs outfits and everyone has an opinion
(Your wedding day will be so much worse)
Wanda almost buries you with the amount of outfits she picks out
And they get so many freaking pictures
Itâs a little insane how many pictures they insist on taking
âWe need one of Peter opening the door.â âWe need one of Y/N coming down the stairs.â âClint, youâre in the background, move!â
They send you off in a limo paid by Tony
You and Peter have such a sweet and fun night
Theyâd also definitely go to your graduation
Tony pulled some strings to get all the Avengers tickets but finding seats next to each other was a challenge
They clap and cheer the loudest
And take you out for the best ice cream
Okay okay but . . . Movie nights
Sam insists on popcorn from the movies, forcing Steve to go out and get a million bags of popcorn
Everyone takes turns choosing movies
(That backfires when Bruce chooses a nature documentary and everyone revolts)
BLANKET FORTS
SLEEPOVERS IN THE LIVING ROOM
(Which you have to force everyone to do)
Going out on the roof and Star gazing
Which means you had to force Tony and Bruce to build you a telescope
Itâs worth it though
The Avengers just being the best, most supportive family you could ask for
Summary: Bucky and Sam Being loving, overprotective father figures for Steve's child.
You were heartbroken when Steve didn't come back after returning the infinity stones. You were also betrayed that he talked to Bucky about it but not you.
Sam saw how uncomfortable you were around Bucky and immediately took you in. You stayed with him and started healing from the pain your father left you with.
When you cry over your dad, Sam pulls you into a hug and holds you tightly. He rubs your back in hopes of comforting you.
Eventually you start to miss Bucky so Sam starts to get in contact with him. Both are extremely overprotective of you and treat you like your their own child.
You are closer to Sam because of the time spent with him after loosing your dad, so Bucky gets jealous and tries to win you over.
They joke a lot about who you like more. If John Walker messes with you, he'll have to deal with two pissed off dads. Let's just say he won't be near you again.
Bucky tells you stories about your dad and what he was like before Captain America. Sometimes the two of you cry while thinking of happy memories with Steve.
Bucky and Sam love you more than life itself and are willing to do anything to keep you happy.
i know no one gaf about this blog anymore (and i canât fault anyone. its prime was in 2020 đ) but ive been scrolling through for old times sake and itâs sooo crazy how many of the blogs i would reblog from are either deactivated or have been inactive since 2021 or even earlier. again though i canât really fault them since thatâs when i kinda abandoned this account LOL but ive been coming back in waves. im actually back into marvel again for the first time since like 2022 so something might happen on here again but idk. we shall see!
also so unbelievably insane to me that i started this blog when i was 15 and now im 20. lowkey shouldâve been at the club but my ass was writing avengers fanfiction
hi! i was wondering if you could do a marvel/avengers x reader? where reader came from kind of a bad background and has to kinda learn that eating and doing things is normal and that they dont need to ask for permission. And the avengers realise after watching reader that they actually come from a bad background and tries to reassure that their safe? is that too complicated? SO SORRY IF IT IS. it would be really cool if you just do anything Marvel tho!! BUT OBVIOUSLY NO PRESSURE or anything. Thank you for listening and sorry if you dont understand what i said
Sorry that it took so longđż but here it is
(also I'm so sorry the other requests are taking so long, I'm kind of busy but I try to write as much as I can when I have time)
Save haven
The Avengers Compound was unlike anything you had ever experienced. It was a fortress of safety, filled with cutting-edge technology and people who were hero's. For someone like you, who had spent years on the streets and in rough situations, it was unreal
You had been given a room of your own. The bed was massive, soft, and the blankets were warm. But even so, you often slept on top of the covers, not wanting to disturb the neatly made bed. You woke up early every morning, creeping out of your room to explore the compound, careful not to make any noise.
The kitchen was the first place you visited, It was always well-stocked, with a variety of foods you hadnât seen in years. But instead of taking what you wanted, youâd wait until someone else entered, watching them prepare their meal before hesitantly asking if it was okay for you to eat too.
One morning, you lingered by the fridge, your stomach rumbling softly. Tony Stark walked in, still half-asleep, and went straight for the coffee machine. He glanced at you, noticing how you stood there, hands clasped together, your eyes darting between the food and him.
âMorning, kid,â Tony greeted, yawning. âHelp yourself. You donât need to ask.â
You smiled weakly but didnât move, waiting until he had taken his coffee and left the kitchen before you finally grabbed a small yogurt. You ate it quickly, standing by the counter, before hurrying out to avoid being seen by anyone else.
It wasnât just in the kitchen. Throughout the day, you found yourself unsure of what you were allowed to do. You asked permission to use the bathroom, take a shower, even to sit down in the common areas. You tried your best to stay out of the way, not wanting to be a burden.
The Avengers started to notice your behavior, though it took some time for them to piece together the full picture. At first, they chalked it up to nervesâafter all, you were new, and living with superheroes could be intimidating. But as the days turned into weeks, they began to see that it was more than just nerves.
One afternoon, while everyone was gathered in the common room, you were perched on the edge of an armchair, looking uncomfortable. Natasha was sitting nearby, watching you with quiet concern. She noticed how you stiffened every time someone raised their voice, even in laughter. She saw how you glanced around, seemingly searching for cues on how to act.
When Steve offered you a spot on the couch next to him, you hesitated, eyes wide, as if unsure if you were really allowed. âItâs okay,â he assured you, patting the cushion. âYou can sit here.â
You nodded and carefully sat down, but even then, you kept your hands folded in your lap, as if afraid to touch anything. Natasha exchanged a look with Steve, who gave a small, understanding nod.
Later that night, Natasha found you alone in the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner. You were scrubbing the counters diligently, even though the staff usually took care of it.
âHey,â Natasha said softly, not wanting to startle you. âYou donât have to do that. We have people who handle the cleaning.â
You paused, turning to face her. âI just⊠wanted to help. I didnât want to be useless.â
Natashaâs heart ached at your words. She approached you slowly, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. âYouâre not useless. Youâre part of this team now. You donât have to earn your place by doing chores or asking for permission. You belong here.â
You looked down, feeling a lump in your throat. âItâs hard to believe that sometimes,â you admitted. âWhere I came from, I had to ask for everything. If I didnât, Iâd get in trouble.â
Natashaâs eyes softened, and she guided you to sit down at the kitchen table. âYou donât have to live like that anymore. This is your home now. No one here will hurt you or punish you. Youâre safe.â
As she spoke, Steve walked in, having overheard the last part of the conversation. He pulled up a chair and sat down across from you. âWeâre your family now,â he said, his voice kind and sincere. âWeâre here for you, no matter what. You donât need to be afraid or ask for permission to be yourself.â
You felt tears welling up, but this time, you didnât try to hide them. Natasha squeezed your hand, offering silent support, while Steve gave you a reassuring smile. It was the first time in a long while that you felt like maybe, just maybe, you could trust this placeâthese people.
The next morning, when you entered the kitchen, you saw Tony pouring himself a cup of coffee again. This time, you didnât wait for permission. You grabbed a bowl, filled it with cereal, and sat down at the table. Tony noticed, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched you take this small, but significant, step.
âGood to see you helping yourself, kid,â Tony remarked casually, taking a seat across from you.
You offered him a shy smile. âIâm trying.â
Over the next few weeks, you found yourself slowly adjusting to life in the compound. Clint would invite you to join him in watching movies, and you began to relax, realizing you didnât have to wait for an invitation. Wanda started baking with you in the afternoons, teaching you recipes from her childhood, and you felt the joy of doing something just because you wanted to.
The others continued to reassure you in small ways. Steve always made a point to include you in conversations, never letting you feel like an outsider. Thor would leave small treats for you, gifts from his trips off-world, just to see you smile. Bruce offered quiet companionship in the lab, never pressuring you to talk, but always there if you needed someone.
One evening, after a particularly fun movie night with Clint and Sam, you found yourself laughing freely for the first time in ages. The laughter felt foreign, but good, like a weight had been lifted from your chest. You looked around at the team, realizing that you were truly beginning to feel like you belonged.
As everyone said their goodnights and headed to their rooms, Natasha caught your eye. She gave you a small nod, a silent acknowledgment of how far you had come.
âYou did good, (Y/N),â she said, her voice soft and full of pride. âYouâre doing great.â
You smiled, genuinely this time. âThanks, Nat. I think Iâm starting to believe that I really am safe here.â
She squeezed your shoulder gently before heading off to bed. Alone in the common room, you took a moment to appreciate the warmth and comfort that now surrounded you. It had been a long journey to get here, but for the first time in a long time, you felt like you were truly home.
And in that moment, you knew that this placeâthis teamâwas your safe haven.
author's note: did i cry while writing this? yes i did
â â â â â â â â â â THE WORLD HAD NEVER felt so quiet.
It was a strange, suffocating silence that pressed down on Tony Stark as the battlefield stretched out before him, reduced to rubble, ash, and despair. The wind carried nothing but dust, and in that dust, he could see the remnants of everyone he had fought so hard to save.
He stood there, frozen, as Peter crumbled in his arms.
"Mr. Stark, I don't feel so good," Peter had whispered, fear etched into every syllable. Tony had held him tighter, hoping to keep him here, hoping that somehow, this wasnât real. But Peterâs body had turned to dust in his hands, slipping away, just like everything else in Tonyâs life.
Now, Tony was left holding nothing, his mind still screaming, No, not him. Not Peter.
But it wasnât just Peter.
From the corner of his eye, Tony saw youâstumbling, your legs shaky, like the very earth beneath you had begun to give way. His heart clenched, a sickening panic rising in his chest.
"Kid," Tony rasped, rushing to you. He dropped to his knees just in time to catch you before you fell. His hands clutched your arms, and then pulled you into his chest, holding you close. "No, not you too. Not you. Please."
You were his family, the one he'd found when the world had been just as dark as it felt now. He remembered that day so clearlyâstumbling upon a Hydra base, expecting only weapons or enemies, but finding you. A scared seven-year-old, huddled inside a small cabinet, shaking uncontrollably, clutching a teddy bear that was too worn to offer any comfort. You had flinched when he tried to reach for you, pushing yourself deeper into that small space, as if the shadows could protect you.
"It's okay," he had whispered back then, voice gentle, soft, as if speaking too loudly would break you. It had taken timeâGod, so much timeâbut you'd eventually come out, and Tony had made a silent promise. He would protect you, no matter what.
But now, he was failing. Again.
Tony felt your body tremble against him as you fought to stay, to hold on. But you couldn't. He saw it in your eyes, the same way he'd seen it in Peter's just moments before. He couldn't lose you. Not you. Not the kid he raised, mentored, cared for more than he ever let on.
You looked up at him, your face pale, your breaths shaky, and tears welled up in your eyesâtears that you were desperately trying to hold back. Tony knew you didnât want him to see you break. You didnât want him to see the fear, because if you broke, then Tony would break too. And he couldnât. He couldnât lose you. Not like this.
You offered him a small, fragile smile. A smile meant to comfort him, even though you were the one slipping away. "It's gonna be okay," you whispered, your voice barely a breath. "Youâll find a way... I know you will."
Tony shook his head, his voice cracking as he mumbled, "No, no, no, don't... don't do this." He held you tighter, like somehow holding on would keep you here. "You're gonna be fine. Iâll fix this. Iâll fix everything, justâplease." His voice broke into sobs that he couldnât control.
You lifted a trembling hand to his cheek, wiping away a tear. Your smile faltered, but it didnât fall. "Tony... itâs okay," you whispered.
You reached up, your hand shaking, and touched his face. Tonyâs breath caught in his throat as he felt the warmth of your skin, the way your fingers trembled as if even that small movement was too much.
Tony shook his head violently, his throat burning as he held back the sobs that threatened to tear out of him. "No, donât... donât say that. Youâre gonna be fine, you hear me? You have to be fine."
But even as he said it, he felt you slipping away. The trembling in your body started to ease, but not because you were calming down. It was because you were fading.
The tears welled in your eyes, but you didnât let them fall. You didnât want to cry. You didnât want to make this harder for him. But Tony could see the truthâyou were scared. You didnât want to die.
You took one last shaky breath, your hand dropping from his face as your body began to dissolve, turning into dust that slipped through Tonyâs fingers.
"Please," Tony begged, his voice raw, broken. "Please, donât go."
But it was too late. You were already gone.
Tony knelt there, in the ruins of the world, staring at the empty space where you had been just moments before. His mind was spinning, his heart torn apart by the loss. First Peter. Now you. The two kids who had given him hope, the ones heâd sworn to protect, were gone. And he had failed.
He pressed his hands to the ground where you had been, his body shaking uncontrollably. The battlefield was quiet again, but this time it was unbearable. It was the silence of everything he had lost, everything he could never fix.
Tony could still hear your voice in his head, the last words you had spoken to him echoing in the hollow space of his heart.
"Itâs okay."
But it wasnât. None of this was okay. You were gone, and he couldn't protect you. He couldnât stop this, and now youâhis kidâwere nothing but ash scattered in the wind. The weight of it allâthe failures, the loss, the utter powerlessnessâwas crushing.
Tony buried his face in his hands, shaking uncontrollably. The tears wouldnât stop, not now. Not when the one person who trusted him, believed in him, was gone.
All those years ago, you had been a broken, terrified child hiding in a cabinet, and Tony had promised to keep you safe. He had failed.
Summary: Avengers x reader Christmas head cannons because I am a sucker for the found family trope.
a/n: I tried to get this up before christmas but totally spaced it, so⊠tale it as a christmas morning gift! I tried to make it as age neutral as possible, so it could totally be teen!reader or not.
The holidays are a tough time for the Avengers.
Most of them have lost family members or friends, and the idea of celebrating anything is extremely difficult.
Tony especially - he always gets gloomy around the Holidays.
He always says something along the lines of, "I don't actually care about this, but its social convention."
But secretly he cares a lot.
He overcompensates for his lack of affection throughout the year by buying everyone the expensive gifts he knows they want but could never justify spending on themselves.
At surface level, it just seems like âoh rich guy is spending rich guy moneyâ
But theyâre actually really thoughtful gifts
Like last year, he got Peter a new laptop for school.
He bought Bucky new and thick clothes since all of his were old and worn.
He upgraded Clints cellular data so he could talk to his family anywhere.
Things like that.
Sam and Rhodey take one for the team and string the christmas lights on the tower
âItâs too cold for this.â Sam would complain, the sharp wind nipping at his cheeks as he flew from one end of the building to the other, lights in tow.
âCome one man, whereâs your christmas spirit?â Rhodey would laugh
âIâm just doing this so starkâs power bill goes up.â
it really was worth it seeing the tower lit up top to bottom though
Wanda LIVES for commercialized American Christmas
"We have to make gingerbread houses and go to Rockefeller to see the Christmas tree and we have to go out to the snow and go sledding-"
She demands family Christmas photos be taken, even though you don't really have anyone to send them to.
This years theme was christmas pjs
Which lead to a few very interesting viral videos of the avengers in an Old Navy
âTony come on the reindeer ones are cute!â
âBruce. A man can not hold onto his masculinity while wearing pjs with dancing reindeer.â
Natasha gets tired of the bellyaching and bickering and makes the final decision
She grabs everyoneâs size in the Reindeer pjs and marches to the front of the store
After snagging Tonyâs credit card, of course.
Actually taking the picture is a whole other ball game, but thatâs a story for another day
Thor has a hard time with the idea of Santa
You try to explain it to him, but it doesnât seem to help
âSo a fat man breaks into the safety of your home late into the night⊠and you let it happen because he comes baring gifts?â
âWell⊠yeah.â
âBut only to nice children. That he stalks throughout the year.â
âHe doesnât stalk the children he justâŠâ
âHm.â He squints. âwhat about the naughty children?â
âThey donât get any presents.â
âOR,â Wanda interjects, âKrampus comes to get them.â
âIs that another fat man in a red disguise?â
âNo. Heâs a demon sent from hell to eat them.â
Thor nods in approval. âAh. Thatâs much more asgardian. A fair reward system for the youth!â
You stare at him. âSo⊠youâre okay with Krampus but not Santa?â
âWell I think they work together well, like a team. Like us!â
âI⊠I guessâŠâ
Decorating the tree was an all night event
You would help happy bring up what felt like hundreds of boxes of christmas decorations
The tree itself was about 15 feet tall, because it wouldnât be a holiday at the compound if you guys werenât extra
It was placed in the living space, right next to a huge wall of windows so all of New York could see your festivity
it had to be decorated to the nines to pass Wandaâs inspection
Not a bare branch
Theres tinsel, ribbons, colorful lights, and hundreds of ornaments
But of course, ladders were a no go
You guys liked a challenge
To reach the higher branches, you and Natasha would stand on Steve and Buckys shoulders
And I mean stand
Not sit
It was a thrilling balancing game
You trusted them to catch you if you fell, but you still had to try to avoid it at all costs to save the tree from certain destruction
Peter would dangle from the ceiling, crawling around to hang ornaments toward the very top
Both of these acts nearly gave Bruce and Vision a heart attack
âCAP, youâre moving to fast shes gunna lose balance-â
âBruce, please take a breath.â
Meanwhile Thor is getting distracted by all the ornaments and forgetting to actually hang them up
âThis oneâs a little man of snow! How silly!â
Speaking of ornaments
You all have an ornament of yourself on the tree
Or, your super hero alias at least
Thereâs a tiny black widow, a little iron man, a bity baby hulk, so on and so forth
Tony always demands his be the highest up on the tree to fuel his god complex
Drawing names out of a hat to see who got to put the star on top of the tree
(except you guys would always rig it behind Wandaâs back, only putting her name in the hat)
She would always protest, insisting to let someone else do it this year, but you guys never relented
So with a big cheesy grin on her face, she would use her magic to delicately place the star on the tippy top
You would think Natasha wouldnât want to see the Nutcracker Ballet after her time in the red room
But it makes her so happy to see dancing as an art form instead of a way to brainwash young girls
She drags you, Clint, Wanda, and whoever else wants to tag along every year
She even splurges on front row seats
You look over and see her eyes glittering while she watches every turn, leap, and stunt intently
Leaving the theater, sheâll walk on her toes and do a few turns, encouraging you to try as well.
She ends up cackling watching you trip and stumble
âWeâll work on it.â
Can you IMAGINE the ginger bread making contest???
Youâre all huddled around the long dining room table with christmas music playing
Theres Clint and Natasha, who just make the classic gingerbread house, no fancy bells or whistles.
Then thereâs Bruce,Tony, and Peter who are going absolutely wild building gingerbread sky scrapers and gingerbread hotels.
âMr. Stark look, I made a working elevator!â
Bruce puts an electric system (fairy lights) through his
Steve and Bucky rebuild their childhood homes
Wanda is going all out, delicately hand placing every candy and covering the whole thing in edible glitter
Visions is pretty similar, but more sleek and modern than Wandaâs
And then thereâs Thor, whoâs totally missing the point and just DUMPING everything on top
âHey Peter, I think yours is missing something.â
You string a long thread of white rope candy from his structure to yours.
âWebs!â
âYou know⊠we can probably make a web-like consistency with some starch and frostingâŠâ
That becomes a whole sticky project, but you eventually get it to work, connecting everyoneâs gingerbread houses with icing webs
Steve and Bucky are TOTALLY participating in the classic christmas traditions they grew up on.
They sit quietly together in the living room, making paper chains and stringing popcorn
âDo you mind if I join you guys?â
they smile gently. âOf course not.â
You sit crisscross in front of the couch while they teach you
They tell you stories of christmases long, long ago, which feels kinda silly considering theyâre talking like grandpas while not appearing much older than you
On Christmas eve, youâre all there except for Clint, who went home to his family
Youre all dressed in your pajamas from the christmas card
You make hot coco and cider
Wanda pops in some old vhs tapes and you watch the classics late into the night
âAlright you nutcrackers,â tony would say around midnight. âI know you want to stay up and catch Santa, but heâs not coming if you all stay awake.â
he really just wanted to go to bed
He sauntered off, calling for lights out.
Most of the boys wandered away to their rooms, leaving you, Wanda, Nat and Thor not quite ready for sleep.
âSo,â you ask, taking a sip of coco, âDo you guys think weâre on the naughty list?â
Natasha Chuckled. âIâm not sure. Does beating people up count as naughty if youâre taking down the bad guys?â
Thor set his mug down on the coffee table, the bells on his sweater jingling. âDo not fear ladies, I will catch that nasty Krampus if he comes in to devour your soul. I believe you were doing the right thing.â
You all laughed, thinking he was joking. But he just stared at you.
âThor⊠you realize Krampus and Santa arenât⊠real?â Wanda asked.
He had a hard time swallowing that.
He ended up sleeping on the couch âjust in caseâ
you woke up at 3 am to a loud clattering coming from the living room
You decided to check it out against your better judgement
There was Thor. Hammer in one hand, cookie in another.
Down the hall toward the elevator was a completely destroyed life-size nutcracker.
âWhat the hell are you doing?â
âI thought I heard something by the elevator.â
âCongratulations. You murdered the Nutcracker.â
âI feared he was an accomplice of the holiday demon.â
âHeâs been there for weeks!â
âHe could have been a spy. Or possessed.â
âGoodnight Thor.â
Christmas Morning finally arrived
Everyone was sleeping soundly in their beds
Until Sam decided to be a little shit and wake everyone up at 7 am
He pounded on every. single. bedroom door.
âY/NNNN. SANTA CAME TO TOWNNNNN.â he sing-songed
âNo he didnât.â You grumbled. âThor killed him.â
â⊠I donât know what that means.â
You all stumble out into the living room
Natasha took the time to actually run a brush through her hair and do her morning skincare
You and wanda were far too excited and skipped over that completely, barely remembering to brush your teeth
Tony looked the roughest - he had a silk robe draped over his pjs and looked like he was just awakened from a coma
Essentially, everyone was a little disheveled
Vision made everyone coffee before you started the gift exchange
You all sat around the coffee table in a circle so everyone could see each other
Bruce and Steve passed out the gifts from under the tree
it took a solid few minutes, there was a MOUNTAIN of presents
You went one at a time opening gifts
Some people think this is awkward, but you felt it was more genuine
this way, everyone can see the gift and the joy on the receivers face
as well as a million âthank youâs
It also gave time for the giver to explain why they chose the gift they did, whether it be something they remembered you said you wanted, something they knew you needed, or even just a simple âthis made me think of youâ
In the end, you loved all your gifts
And everyone loved what you got for them
But mostly, you were just happy to spend the holiday with your family
summary: the youngest marvel cast member goes on tourđ
a/n: this fic does not correlate with any other fics Iâve made that include the Sour album
face claim: Olivia Rodrigo
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(y/n)(l/n) The Sour Tour has finally begun! Thank you (home state) for kicking it off to an incredible start! Canât wait to see you all so soonđ„čđ
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brielarson my sweet angel baby
brielarson love you so much canât wait to see you!!!!!!!!đđ
(y/n)fan1 HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO
(y/n)fan2 THE SET LIST??? CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE SET LIST
(y/n)fan3 HAPPIER THEN TRAITOR BACK TO BACK???
(y/n)fan4 ITS LIKE SHE WANTS TO SEE US CRYYY
(y/n)(l/n) bc I dođ§ââïž
(y/n)fan5 WHAT THE FUCK
tomholland2013 FINNA BE IN PIT
(y/n)fan6 HE FINNA BE IN PITTTTTđ„đ„đ„đ„đ„đ„
zendaya @/tomholland2013 bro shut up
robertdowneyjr Wishing you the best of luck, see you soon beeđâ€ïž
paulbettany Youâre going to do great!!đ
lifeisaloha Love you famđ«¶đŒ
(y/n)(l/n) All the love Jacobbbbđ«¶
(y/n)updates Iâm ready.
(y/n)fan7 youâre the harryflorals of (y/n) stans
(y/n)fan8 whereâs (y/n)scloset????
(y/n)scloset Iâm hereeeeeđââïž
markruffalo Wishing you a FANTASTIC and safe tourâ€ïž
(y/n)(l/n) thank you Mark!!â€ïž
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(y/n)(l/n) North America tour dumpâšđŠđđžđźđżđ
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chrisevans can you just pls sign my poster?
chrisevans please (y/n) Iâve been waiting outside for 30 minutes and teenagers scare the shit out of me
anthonymackie get in line
imsebastianstan I was here first
mcufan1 yaâll are actual children
evansfan1 @/chrisevans donât act like we didnât just see you and Scott going off during Good 4 uđ
scarlettjohansson You are the most incredible person I know, what an honor it was to see you liveâ€ïž
mcufan3 I SAW YOU AT THE NEW YORK SHOW!!!!!
letitiawright TO EUROPE SHE GOES!!! Canât wait to see youđ
chrishemsworth can you please do a shoey when you come to Australia?
(y/n)(l/n) noâ€ïž
(y/n)fan11 outta them Doc Martins?đ
(y/n)(l/n) @(y/n)fan11 I swear my feet donât smell bad
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imsebastianstan ALL THE FLOWERS FOR YOUđ
tagged (y/n)(l/n)
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elizabetholsen MY BABYâ€ïž
(y/n)fan12 mother sighting
(y/n)fan13 the marvel cast is so cute
mcufan4 They really are her second familyđ„č
anthonymackie Wtf you went without me?
paulrudd I had a great time Sebastianđ«¶
paulrudd @(y/n)(l/n) you were phenomenal
anthonymackie YOU WENT WITH PAUL???
mcufan5 LMAOOOOO
mcufan6 NOT SEBASTIAN BEING UNRESPONSIVE
(y/n)(l/n) love you Paul <3
(y/n)(l/n) THANK YOU FOR COMINGđđđ
vancityreynolds YOU BETRAYED ME.
(y/n)fan14 is his singing a lyric or is he also yelling at Seb?
mcufan7 Ryan whatâ
mcufan8 Seb whatâs your favorite song off the sour album??
imsebastianstan Traitor and Favorite Crime
(y/n)fan15 Bucky coded.
mcufan9 i bet these are on his Bucky playlist
Chris Evans via Instagram Story:
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robertdowneyjr You little legend youđ What an incredible show @(y/n)(l/n) put on tonight at LA! Your talent, charisma, and presence made this such a memorable experience. This show was anything but Sour, the room was full of love and itâs all what (Y/n) deserves. Proud of you always, your Popsâ€ïž
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mcufan10 âProud of you always, your popsâđ„č
(y/n)(l/n) It meant so much for you and your family to come out tonight, thank you so much I love you allâ€ïž
(y/n)fan16 Iâm crying this is so sweetđ
therussobrothers Canât wait to document such a legend
mcufan11 excUSE ME?
mcufan12 WHATâ
(y/n)fan17 A TOUR DOCUMENTARY???
(y/n)(l/n) coming soon on Disney+đ
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(y/n)(l/n) Quick pit stopâœïž
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zendaya face card never declines
(y/n)scloset bestie where is the sweater in the fourth slide from?
(y/n)scloset unfortunately could not find it :(
(y/n)(l/n) my nana made it <3
(y/n)fan18 we love nanađ
tomholland2013 2 MORE WEEKS TILL IM IN PITđđđđ„đ„đ„đ„đ„
anthonymackie shut up
zendaya youâre embarrassing međ«Ł
(y/n)fan19 TOM FINNA BE IN PIT YALLđ„đ„đ„
florencepugh you look better in my sunglasses than I do
(y/n)fan20 besties
(y/n)(l/n) Iâll give them back to you when Iâm in Londonđ
haileesteinfeld my baby girlllđ
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(y/n)(l/n) UK BABY OI OIđŹđ§đâïž
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(y/n)fan21 OI OIIIIII
(y/n)fan22 sheâs such a One Direction fan I love it
florencepugh you mystical, voice of an angel, fairy baby I love youuuuđ§ââïžâ€ïž
(y/n)fan23 FLO WAS AT NIGHT 1
(y/n)fan24 I CANT BELIEVE I WAS IN THE SAME ROOM AS FLORENCE AND (Y/N)
flofan1 The fact that Flo was backstage and not at the guest sectionđ„čđ
mcufan11 WHERE IS TOM????
brielarson my cutie pieđ„°
mcufan12 (Y/N) (L/N) WORLD DOMINATION
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tomholland2013 told you guys I was finna be in pitđđ„
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imsebastianstan unbelievable
mcufan13 how was Tom even allowed in pit with all the fans???đđ
chrisevans wtf bro
paulrudd OH so this is pit
mcufan14 not paul not knowing what pit isđđ
anthonymackie she only let you into pit to make you shut upđ
mcufan15 Tom riling everyone up is hilariousđđ
(y/n)fan25 Iâm just as salty ac Mackie tbh..
tomholland2013 donât be so jealous, thereâs always next tourđ€Ș
(y/n)fan26 was right next to Tom the entire concert and I swear I love the man, but he kept screaming in my earđ
zendaya @/tomholland2013 can never take you anywhere man
Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Avengers x child reader
*not my gif*
Summary: You do some early trick or treating around the tower
A/N: Halloween Event đ
Please donât plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but Iâm asking that you donât steal my hard work
The sound of giggles was slightly muffled through the door, and Steve had to try and suppress his grin so that he could act surprised.
A small knock echoed off the walls of his room and he waited a second before opening it and looking around in confusion.
His gaze landed down at you and he furrowed his brows, âY/n? What are you doing here?â
You giggled, orange and black witch costume swaying slightly as you shook before looking up past the brim of your pointed hat and to the blue eyed man, âTwick or tweet!â You exclaimed excitedly.
âOh, well I canât deny candy to the cutest looking witch Iâve ever seen.â He teased, reaching over to the table where he definitely hadnât placed two pieces of chocolate candy for this very purpose, âHere you go.â
The candy was dropped into your little pumpkin-shaped bin and you squealed, âTank you, Unca Steve!â Another toothy grin was flashed at the man before you waddled away and over to the next door down the hall.
Nat stood up at the sound of your tiny fist hitting the door and she smiled softly, âHey there, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?â She asked, squatting down to your level and playfully flicking the top of your hat.
You giggled, face scrunching up as you looked at the woman, âTwick or tweet!â You repeated, eagerly holding your bin out in front of you.
âHmm,â The redhead pretended to think as she slowly stood up, âLet me see what I have here.â
She reached behind the door and pulled out a large bag of chips that she had snagged from Tonyâs snack cabinet earlier.
âYay! Yay!â You cheered, jumping up and down in excitement.
When she bent down to your level again, you were quick to place a sloppy kiss on her cheek, âTanks aunâ Naddy!â
âAnytime, little one.â
The next door over, Thor was bouncing on the balls of his feet, practically jumping out of his skin in both anticipation and excitement.
Your fist had barely even tapped the door by the time it flew open and you were met with the sight of a very enthusiastic looking God.
âLady Witch!â He exclaimed loudly, probably shaking the tower a little bit, âI have brought you some candy for your Halloween!â
He rushed back into the room and returned only a second later with a big bowl filled to the brim with candy, dumping the entire contents into your bin.
He wasnât the only one who was thrilled anymore.
Loud laughs of joy escaped you as you looked down at your loot, âTank you, tank you!â You chanted, rushing off to yet another doorway.
Clint opened the door about a minute after you knocked, and in that time you rocked back and forth on your heels, huffing impatiently.
When it finally did swing open, he was leaning against the frame, looking down at you cooly, âSup, kid?â He appeared to be the only one who hadnât gotten the memo.
âTwick or tweet!â You demanded cutely, holding up your almost full bin in front of your face.
He raised his eyebrows, âHalloween?â Then he took a quick glance around his room, âAlright kid, you just stay there.â
When he returned, he was holding a packet of Oreos, which he tossed in your tub, âHere, kid, knock yourself out.â
You narrowed your eyes at him for a moment before giving a firm nod and turning on your heel to walk away.
He blinked after you for a moment before shrugging and closing his door once more.
The next person to see you was Bruce, who nervously eyed your candy load, âAre you sure you should be having that much junk food, n/n? You could get really sick if you eat all of that.â
âTwick or tweet.â You ignored him.
And he ignored you in return, âI really donât think I should be giving you anymore-â
âCandy!â You yelled, silencing him.
His eyes widened and he quickly rushed away, only to come back a second later and throw a bag of popcorn into your pile.
You smiled sweetly, âTank you, unca Buce.â
The door to Tonyâs room opened before you even reached it, and he quickly pulled you into it before stealthily closing it.
âYou got the candy?â He asked once he was finished.
You giggled, dumping all of it onto his table in the center of the room.
A large grin broke out onto his face and he picked you up and spun you around, âWell done, my little witchy pumpkin!â
Another laugh escaped you, âTank you, daddy!â
âWeâre gonna have so much fun eating all this candy.â He promised placing you down and making his way over to the couch, already unwrapping a chocolate bar, âJust make sure not to tell your mother.â
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I donât know if you write for Kate Bishop from the MCU. If you do, would I be able to request an imagine where the reader is one of Clintâs kids; and Kate becomes an older sister figure to them and helps them become a superhero, please?
'hero in training' - platonic kate bishop x reader
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Itâs surprisingly difficult for your parents to take you seriously.
Youâd think that having not one but two agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. as your mom and dad would lead to an interesting childhood. By all accounts, it did, what with your dad having to head out to battle Thanos or pick a side when the Avengers split up. That being said, you were really hoping to become a hero in your own right, but apparently thatâs where Hawkeye and Agent 19 draw the line.
Theyâre just trying to keep you safe by keeping you out of their line of work. Supposedly. Thatâs how the excuse goes, at least, and goodness knows youâve heard it often enough for the words to become familiar. People get hurt when you tangle in the Avengers business. Since youâre still a kid, they donât want you to have any part of it. Sure, your parents made sure youâve been taking self defense courses since you were old enough for the tutelage to have any impact, and your father trained you in the bow and arrow before that, but itâs not the same.
Secretly, youâve always wanted more. Ever since you figured out that your dad was an Avenger, you couldnât wait until you could join those ranks of heroes. Earth always needs a protector, and this need is only strengthened ever since your world broadened to include the rest of the galaxy. Thereâs a place for you as a hero, youâre certain of that. The only problem rests with convincing your parents that itâs time for you to help take up the mantle of saving the world.
Theyâre not too pleased with the idea, to say the least. Your mom insists that saving the world is going to have to happen after you graduate college, and your dad is leaning more towards pushing that date to never ever. No matter what you say about it being your responsibility to help protect the universe when it needs a helping hand, theyâre not likely to guide you along that road.
You were assuming that youâd never get a chance to prove your worth. Your dad seemed more than ready to hang up his hat as a former Avenger, especially since you were all dusted and came back to find him without one of his oldest friends. You miss Natasha just as much as he does, but losing the Black Widow solidified the idea in your dadâs mind that he couldnât afford to lose anyone else he cared about. As one of his precious children, you were certainly one of the ones to be protected.
After Thanos was defeated, you had assumed that was it, so much for your hero aspirations until you were old enough for your parents to get off of your back. However, only a short time had passed before Hawkeye was back in the news, and, most excitingly of all, back in the business. He claimed it was only going to be a one-off affair, something small that he would handle and return with plenty of time for Christmas.
As the days passed, though, and your dad stayed away to handle the ever-growing issues, you started to wonder if maybe your hopes might have a chance at coming back from the dead. Once your dad came back with his new sidekick in tow, you knew you were good as gold. One way or another, you were going to become a hero. Even if you had to draft Kate Bishop to make that happen.
You had a game plan. All the best heroes do. When she first walked through your door, Kate looked terrified, so nervous about accidentally being an unwanted guest that she failed to pick up on the scheming spark in your eyes upon seeing her. Immediately, you befriended the girl. That part was easy, and would have happened even if you werenât planning on asking her for tips on how to crack into the hero business. Kateâs a nice girl, and a great friend. Honestly, even if you wonât be able to hack it in the world of the Avengers, youâd still be glad to have met her at all.
By the end of that weekend, you and Kate find yourselves staying up late after everyone else went to bed, aimlessly talking about whatever comes across your mind. Sheâs really funny, and many times you find yourself wiping tears from your eyes from laughing too hard.
On one of these occasions, Kate glances across the sofa at you. You watch as her broad grin turns into a softer smile. âThanks for having me over, Y/N. I mean it. Iâm really glad Clint let me come over.â
âOf course,â you assure her. âWeâre friends now, arenât we?â
She nods. âAbsolutely. If thereâs ever anything you need, donât hesitate to ask. Please.â
This is exactly what you were hoping to hear. âWell,â you say slowly. âYou said anything, right?â
Kate frowns. âHopefully still something legal, but we can get around that. What did you have in mind?â
You canât hide your devious grin any longer. âI want you to train me to be a hero.â
Kate blinks at you. âWhat?â
You wave your hand vaguely at her. âIâve been begging my dad to train me for years and he never gave in, but somehow you broke through his shell and got him back into the ring. I want to know how you did it. I know martial arts, so I can fight, but I donât know how to start helping people who need it. You do. Teach me your secrets.â
Kate shakes her head disbelievingly. âOh, I donât know about that. I have a feeling Iâd make a terrible teacher.â
âI have a feeling that says otherwise,â you insist. âCome on, Kate. At the least, it wonât be boring.â
Kate glances self-consciously at the stairs, but upon certifying that no one else is listening into the conversation, she nods at last. âAlright. Just donât tell your dad, I finally got Clint to stop getting annoyed with me. I donât need him to freak out because I took you on a few patrols.â
You pump your first in celebration. âOh, Iâm not saying a word. Trust me on that. This is going to be so good!â
Kate canât help but laugh. âI think thatâs right.â
Hero lessons start the next morning, bright and early. Kate claims that heroes have to be ready to defend the world at all hours of the day, but you catch her yawning into her hand when she thinks youâre not looking anyway. The two of you go on runs, practice sparring, and trade shots at the archery targets in your backyard. Although she initially tries to hide it, you know Kate is impressed with your marksmanship. Thatâs just the perks of growing up with an Avenger, you suppose, but it is quite satisfying to watch each of your arrows hit the bullseye whenever you fire.
Not all of your training is physical, though. Kate also teaches you important things like strategyâ how to tell when youâre walking into a trap, how to get information without exposing yourself as being on a case, how to trust a stranger without letting down your guard. You half feel as if you ought to be taking notes, but Kateâs so passionate about what she says that itâs easy to follow along and remember afterwards.
Kateâs visit to the Barton family farm ends eventually, as all well-intentioned visits must. You still insist that sheâs got several more months to go before she even begins to get on your nerves, but the older girl just laughs and says that itâs for the best that she heads back to the city, anyway. Something about needing to clean up loose ends. Kate assures you that youâre free to visit at any time, but you know youâll still think fondly on these days in not-so-bleak December, back when the two of you were running circles around everyone else and planning out what it means to be a hero.
The two of you exchange phone numbers before you go, and itâs a rare night indeed that you havenât heard from her, either a text message here and there or a lengthy call recounting all that youâve experienced since you last parted. Youâve already made your dad promise to take you with him the next time he goes to Manhattan so you can visit Kate, and the two of you have a long list of things you need to do while youâre there. Fence, for one thing. Practice archery, for another. Maybe even save some lives while youâre at it.
Even if you and Kate may not be having face to face clandestine meetings anymore, though, that doesnât mean youâre likely to give up on your dreams of becoming an Avenger someday. You practice according to her tips, consistently checking in to make sure youâre improving as you should. One day, youâll get your chance. You can feel it.
Maybe six months after you first meet Kate Bishop, your patience comes to fruition. On a day trip with your school to a nearby city, youâre traveling from museum to museum with your class when you spot someone getting mugged down a nearby alleyway. Your first instinct, of course, is to help, so you murmur a quick excuse to your classmates before ducking down the alley.
The thieves arenât expecting someone like you to jump in, and they certainly arenât expecting you to kick their asses. The victim thanks you profusely, which makes you feel great. Maybe being a hero is well within your reach after all.
What you didnât like so much, however, was having to sit around the police station later as a key eyewitness to the crime. You forgot one key step, which was to clear out pretty soon after saving the day. Your dad has to come pick you up, and although youâre not in trouble, you still feel guilty for making him go out of his way to get you.
Clint sits down across from you in the police station waiting room. He eyes your bruised knuckles with a raised eyebrow, then sighs. âKate Bishop got to you, then?â
Your jaw drops in surprise. âWhat? I mean, I have no idea what youâre talking about.â
Your dad snorts. âThis whole scene has her name written all over it. Kateâs got a good heart, but her planning needs some work. Iâm assuming you made her help you out after I told you that Avenging couldnât be in your future?â
You wince. âPromise you wonât get mad?â
Youâre expecting a lot of reactions from your dad upon hearing that youâve been sneaking around behind his back to pursue the one career ambition heâs strictly declared off-limits. Breaking out into quiet laughter, however, isnât that. âMad? Why on earth would I be mad? You saved someone out there, someone who needed it. You kept yourself safe and kicked some bad guy ass while you were at it. Iâm not mad, Y/N. Iâm proud of you.â
A slow, careful smile spreads onto your face. âReally?â
âReally,â he affirms. âJustâ next time tell Kate that the two of you donât have to hide it from me, alright? I think both of you could use extra lessons in how to pick your battles.â
You canât help but laugh at that. âAlright, alright. Does this mean sheâs visiting again?â
âMaybe that youâre visiting her,â he suggests. âIâve got a meeting coming up in the city and I was thinking about taking you with me. Only if you want to, of course.â
You spring up from your chair, wrapping your arms around him. âOf course I want to! Letâs go, I have to call Kate about this immediately.â
Clint shakes his head fondly as the two of you head to the door. âIâm going to regret this, arenât I? Neither of you can get involved in multiversal nonsense, promise me that.â
âAbsolutely,â you assure him, but you cross your fingers when heâs not looking. When it comes to you and Kate, the skyâs the limit.
Warnings: endgame spoilers, mentions of death and violence, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Avengers x reader platonic
Request: May I request an avengers platonic x teen reader who's like 13-14 (during Endgame) Reader has shadow powers that are super powerful and hard to control, and it's kinda like a sickness where the more they use it the weaker they get and if they use too much they could possibly die. And reader was taken in after age of ultron So basically the scenario is during Endgame reader uses too much of their power and ends up super weak and ends up in a coma (Tony lives too) or something like that. When they wake up the avengers take care of them and nurse them back to health. Yknow just like a bunch of rlly fun fluffy moments with the avengers after a heart wrenching scenario.(Also can you make it so loki is with the avengers too and the tva stuff has passed and he somehow made it back to his timeline. Can Sylvie be there too if that's OK with you, she doesn't have to be.)
Request by: Anon
*not my gif*
Summary: You were keeping a secret from the avengers, and it almost cost you your life
A/N: Iâm so sorry- this went in a completely different direction then what you had requested
Please donât plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but Iâm asking that you donât steal my hard work
Each and every one of the avengers could recall the exact moment you had fallen. In fact, it haunted all of their dreams.
They could remember it so vividly, so much so that it made them shutter every time they thought about it, as if they were there, living through it again.
Watching as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your arms fell limp at your side, the rest of your body soon joining it as you crashed to the ground, giving a vantage point to the chitauri that you had been fighting off.
Immediately, they had sprung on top of you, claws slashing and jaws biting.
Screams of fury and sorrow could be heard throughout the entire battlefield. Everyone had seen it happen, pure fear clenching all of their hearts in sync.
Steve and Tony, who had been closet to where you were during the fight- who had been trying, and failing, to keep an eye on you- automatically sprung forward and fought their way towards your limp body.
Tony had reached you first, shooting off the chitauri and falling to his knees by your side, panic seizing his body as his breathing stuttered and he felt as though his heart froze.
Rogers had taken care of the rest of them, holding more and more at bay as Stark rapidly scanned your vitals, screaming at FRIDAY for anything she could do to help you.
It hadnât taken long for the rest of the avengers to group by your side, all forming almost a protection circle around you as chitauri came hurtling from all sides.
Everything about the last five years have been scary, for all of them, and the ones who just got back were feeling it too- but nothing could ever have made them as terrified as they were now as seeing you fall, still unconscious on the ground.
The adrenaline that spiked with their fear was the only thing keeping them going for the rest of the battle, keeping them fighting. For you.
-âą-
All of the original avengers sat around the white room, the only sound coming from the steady beeping of the heart monitor that was beside the bed in the middle of the room.
Tony and Steve sat side by side on a couch that was shoved into a corner, the ladder with his arms braced against his knees and his eyes trained lifelessly on the wall ahead of him. The former had his head down, fingers interlocked on the back of his head, his own eyes squeezed shut tightly.
On the other side of the room, Thor stood in the doorway, still and quieter than anyone in that room had ever seen him- had ever thought to be possible for the god.
Bruce stood beside him, head hung low.
Nat sat in a chair in the opposite corner, stiff as a board.
Clint was crouched down on the floor beside her, his hands folded over his mouth as he stared unblinkingly at the bed that you were currently laying in.
You looked so small, so helpless on the large mattress, your skin drained of all its usual color and a mixture of healing bruises and cuts scattered across all of your visible skin.
âWhy would we ever let her go out there with us?â Steve was the first one to break the suffocating silence for almost two hours, not looking away from the wall. His voice held nothing but complete and utter brokenness.
Sure, in the end, they had won the battle against Thanos, Tony had snapped him away into oblivion and been strong enough to survive- but they didnât feel like victors. Not with you, laying in that hospital bed, yet to wake up- even weeks later- fighting for your life in no way that you ever had.
They all knew how you were- how your powers worked. How the shadow manipulation that you were able to do physically and mentally drained you, making you weaker and weaker until you were in a state of sickness.
You had been with them long enough, since ultron, that they knew how they worked, and the tax it had on you.
And yet, they had let you insist on joining them on the field. They had let you walk into the most danergous battle of any of their lives.
You had used too much of your powers. You had almost drained your entire life force, according to the doctors.
Your life force.
None of the avengers had ever known that was what your powers were drawn from, and they had no idea if you did either.
âSheâs just a kid.â Nobody had ever heard Natâs voice crack like that.
It was true, you were only thirteen, and one of the strongest people in the world with your shadow manipulation abilities.
All of the avengers could admit that they saw you as their own. They loved and did everything in their power to protect you. But they failed.
Just then, without any sort of warning, Thor stooped down and picked up the empty chair that sat idly next to him, and chucked it as hard as he could at the empty wall across from him.
Nobody so much as blinked at the action.
âWhy are we all just sitting around?â Thor roared, a misery laying behind his words that none of his teammates had ever heard from him,âSomewhere in the nine realms, there must be a way to wake her up and heal her!â
Before anyone could say anything, a small sound coming from your bed caught their attention, making them all freeze.
A slight hitch of breath. It was so soft, barely even there, but they had heard it.
So they all stood there, staring. Waiting. Waiting for something to happen.
A few moments passed and nothing happened, but none of the avengers gazes ever faltered from your form.
Finally, they watched with baited breath as your eyelids fluttered. And slowly, almost painfully.
All of the avengers couldnât move for a moment. They just stood there, watching as your eyes squinted and you blinked slowly up at the ceiling once.
Natasha was the first one to snap out of it as she sprang to her feet and rushed to your side just as you tried to push yourself up on the bed, confusion evident on your features.
âWoah, woah, woah. Easy, n/n.â She gently coaxed you back down onto the bed, touching you as if you were made of the most fragile material.
Your eyes shot to her for a second before they went around to all the other people in the room, noticing that they were there for the first time.
âWh-â Your throat was scratchy from unuse so you couldnât even get the word out.
âHey, take your time.â Steve had strode across the room and was now at your side, a glass of water form your bedtime table, helping you to carefully drink it.
Gratefully, still unsure of what exactly to do, you gulped down the water, it helping soothe your throat.
You coughed lightly when you pulled away, eyes wide as you sat, propped up against the pillows, looking around at your teammates with their concerned expressions.
âWh-what happened?â You were able to get this question out this time, though your voice was very much unlike yourself.
By now, everyone had floated to your bed, surrounding you from all sides.
âWe were fighting Thanos,â Tony said, his voice uncharacteristically soft, âDo you remember any of it?â
Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment as you tried to think- desperately searching your mind for what he was asking you to recall- ignoring the pounding in your head when it finally came back to you.
Recognition sparked in your eyes.
âThe- the last thing I remember was falling.â You tell them.
Nat nodded patiently, perching on the mattress beside you and gently rubbing your arm comfortingly, âYou used too much of your power. It-â She cut herself off, eyes shooting away from you as she swallowed thickly, unable to finish.
âIt almost killed you.â Clint finished, eyes locking with yours sadly.
Panic flared if you suddenly, and you went to push yourself up again, âWait, Thanos. Where is- is everyone-â You fell back against the pillows with a small cry of pain as you tried to put pressure on your arm.
All the avengers jolted forward, though they were unsure of what they could do to help you.
âCareful, careful.â Bruce muttered, batting Tony away from your side so he could stand there and survey the monitors that were currently reading your vitals, âYouâre gonna need to take it easy for a while, n/n.â
âEveryoneâs okay.â Nat reassured you softly, gently moving a strand of hair out of your face, âThanos is gone. We donât have to worry about him anymore.â
You sagged back into your pillows with relief, letting a small sigh escape your lips.
âAre you feeling alright, Lady Y/n? Is there anything we can get for you?â Thor asked anxiosuly, bouncing slightly on his toes.
You shot him a shaky smile, âIâm alright now, thanks, Thor.â
âN/nâŠâ Tony spoke up, hesitance clear in his eyes, âThe⊠the doctor said that⊠that you almost died becuaseâŠâ He was struggling to get the words out as all the avengers tensed up, knowing where he was going with this- though none of them stepped up to stop him, âBecuase your powers are draining your life force.â
You quieted, shrinking back slightly into the pillows behind you, biting down on your bottom lip and moving your eyes to stare at the sheets instead of at your teammates.
âY/n,â Steve was serious suddenly, âDid you know about this?â
Briefly, you closed your eyes before letting a sigh escape through your nose and you nodded your head slightly.
The avengers felt their already broken hearts break into a thousand more pieces.
âYou- you knew?â Bruce stuttered out, agony written all over his features.
âI had a lot of free time in the last five years,â You explained quietly, âI began experimenting with my powers more and more. I-I didnât really know, but I had my suspicions.â
âWhy didnât you tell us?â Nat could feel tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.
You shrugged stiffly, âI was gonna, but then everything happened so fast and I knew you would never let me go out there with you guys if you had known.â
âYouâre damn right we wouldnât have!â Tony yelled suddenly, the loudness of his voice making you flinch back, âWhat the hell were you thinking? Why would you ever-â
âStark.â Steve commanded quietly, immediately silencing the billionaire, âEnough.â
âIâm sorry,â You whispered, tears of your own filling your eyes as you blinked down at the sheets, âI just wanted to help.â
âKid, youâŠyou couldâve died.â Clint spoke up, voice wavering, âThatâs not something weâre willing to risk. Ever.â
âHeâs right, Lady Y/n,â Thor said, âYou should not have been out on the battlefield that day.â
You dropped your head, âI know.â
Nat sighed, reaching out and gently squeezing your uninsured shoulder, âWeâre only saying this because we care about you. And we were sacred, n/n, all of us. Terrified.â
It was silent for a few moments as everyone processed their own emotions, and you were the one to break the quiet that time, âI was so, so scared when I realized that I had pushed myself too far.â Your voice wavered a bit, but it was the strongest it has been since you woke up, âI still am scared. I could feel my life draining from me and- I donât want to feel that again. Ever. I-I genuinely thought I was going to die.â
âWeâre never going to make you go out there and do something like that again,â Nat assured you immediately, pulling you into her side, âNot if any of us can help it.â
You sniffled slightly, raising your head to look up at her, âThank you.â
Steve shook his head softly, âYou donât have to thank us. Weâre your family. Weâre supposed to protect you. Itâs our job.â
A small, shaky smile formed on your lips, âI love you guys.â
A chorus of various forms of âI love youâ accompanied the next few seconds and for the first time in weeks, everyone in the room felt at ease.
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warnings: spoilers for agents of shield 5x22, general sadness bc. ya know. itâs 5x22 ofc itâs gonna be sad-
authorâs note: this sucks i hate it sm tbh but i just rlly needed to write/post something so im super sorryđ„șALSO THIS WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN AS A NON READER INSERT SO IF I ACCIDENTALLY LEFT A PRONOUN INSTEAD OF âYOUâ IN HERE THEN IM SORRY AHHH
summary: the team has a disagreement on what to do with the centipede serum. so basically itâs just the beginning of 5x22 lol.
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You pinched the bridge of your nose, eyes shut as you listened to your teammates arguing around you. They were discussing, albeit not very calmly, the whole Coulson and Talbot situation, and how they should go about it.
heyyyyyy. can i request a fic where the reader is wanda and pietro's sister?
hi anon ahhhh tysm for the request!!!!!! i decided to make this into headcanons so i hope thatâs ok!!!
this is my second time writing this, i accidentally deleted my first attempt :,) letâs try this again
pairing(s): maximoff twins x sibling!gn!reader && avengers x gn!reader
warnings: spoilers for aou/civil war, death, any warnings that would be included for those movies would apply her ig, non-descriptive violence
authorâs note: OH also im gonna make two parts of this i think so itâs not super duper long. this part takes place from age of ultron - civil war
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headcanons under the cut !
okay so letâs say youâre about 2 years younger than the twins
and, corresponding with my headcanon for the twinsâ age, that would make you 15 during age of ultron
but letâs rewind a little bit to before aou
whenever your siblings volunteered themselves (along with you) for struckerâs experiments you were, wary, to say the least
ây/n we can finally get revenge on stark if we do this!!!!â - pietro, probably
âyes,,,, but maybe the best way to do that isnât literal h u m a n e x p e r i m e n t a t i o n pietro-â - you
okay now we can fast forward again to aou
the powers you got were quite similar to wandaâs, except hers were more powerful
which you were jealous of
anyways
when the avengers attacked struckerâs base you were freaking the fuck out
i mean you were just a 15 year old kid, you didnât stand a chance against them
so you let your siblings take care of it
and despite you being younger than them, you were extremely protective over them
and when they came back after fighting the avengers you were checking over them, making sure they werenât hurt
you made sure to cuss them out after you made sure they were okay for putting themselves in danger like that
whenever ultron came to sokovia and met yâall in the church you were like :O
cuz what are you supposed to do in that situation
you were kinda silent the whole time, letting the twins do most of the talking
even if you wanted to you couldnât, they stood in front of you as to kind of hide you from ultronâs view
(he knew you were there)
when yâall were in africa (was it africa??? i canât remember im sorry) you were not a big fan of the idea of fighting the avengers
but it was either that or fighting ultron
the avengers showed up
you tried to fight as little as possible but you couldnât stay away from the battle entirely
you went to use your powers on captain america but he fought against it and when he noticed you were so young he just kinda stopped and looked at you
âyou shouldnât be involved in this fightâ - cap
âi have no other choiceâ - you
âiâm not gonna fight you, kidâ - cap
wanda was in front of u all of a sudden
âthen you can fight me insteadâ - wanda
and now we go to seoul
ultron had control of the cradle and was creating his vision
you and your siblings approached the cradle, pietro keeping you close to him with a protective arm around your shoulder
after finding out what ultronâs true motives were your brother and sister were finally on board to ditch ultron
when u were on the train you helped wanda with stopping it
going to the avengers tower w captain america afterwards and when u got there u were like h o l y s h i t this place is so cool
sadly you couldnât focus very much on that as you were supposed to be stopping stark from creating ultronâs vision
which, obviously, you were unsuccessful in doing
and then boom. vision was born
fast forward to sokovia
you fought as hard as you could against all of the mini-ultronâs
when it came time for wanda to guard the core you were hesitant to let her stay there alone
but she urged you to go
you reluctantly agreed
you were there when clint ran back to save the little boy
and you watched as the bullets headed for them
and pietro ran in front of them
you tried to stop the bullets, you really did
but you werenât fast enough
after he died, you blamed yourself entirely
if you had been just a second faster you couldâve saved him
you were devastated
after clint safely carried the boy to the ship, he carried pietroâs body over as well, despite your protests
he brought you over there as well, and you immediately sat next to your brother
you cried for what felt like hours
(it probably was)
after carrying wanda away from the city, he placed her down next to you
she immediately brought you into a hug, the two of you mourning your lost brother
not long after the events of sokovia, you and wanda moved into the new avengers compound and became official avengers
not going on the mission to lagos but obviously finding out what happened
you tried to comfort wanda, telling her it wasnât her fault but she didnât believe you
whenever the accords were brought up you knew you wouldnât sign them
you feared what the government would do to you and wanda, the two of you being enhanced
tony somewhat confined you to the compound as well but he wasnât as strict with it considering you werenât in lagos
going with clint to the airport when he came to recruit you and wanda for team cap
during the whole airport fight most of team iron man didnât wanna fight you since you were so young
which left you to mostly fight against spider-man, who you assumed was pretty close to your age
he kept trying to talk to you the whole time though which was pretty annoying
âdude, your powers are so cool! i mean, i have powers too, but th-theyâre nowhere near as cool as yours! you have like, magic and stuff! thatâs awesome-â
you cut him off by throwing a sign at him
âow- okay, sorry-â - peter, while pinned under a sign LMFAO
you were taken to the raft along with most of team cap
you were forced into a straitjacket and a shock collar that went off every time you used your powers
which really sucked, considering you were always subconsciously using your powers, whether intentionally or not
when tony came by the raft you refused to look at him
he stopped in front of your cell and just stared at you
âthis is your fault.â - you whispered
his heart broke at how weak you sounded
a couple days later when steve came to break you all out of the prison u were overjoyed
thought being on the run wasnât too much better
stay tuned for part 2!!!!!!!
iâll probably start working on it sometime later today and then have it posted either tonight or within the next few days!!!! :) hope u enjoyed!
warnings: general sadness, maybe some swearing but i donât think so, poorly written angst
authorâs note: this whole oneshot is just an unpublished oneshot connected to my fic âDixieâ on wattpad but i replaced the ocâs name with y/n so if i accidentally forgot to change it anywhere then im super sorry!! i also had to take out a pretty huge chunk of this because it wouldnât make sense without reading my fic so sorry about the length of this but i hope u still enjoy :) love u all
summary: youâre feeling down after the loss of pietro maximoff, and steve tries his best to make you feel better.ïżŒ
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You sat silently on your bed, staring at the wall and messing with a small stuffed bear in your hands. Your hair had been in the same messy state for the last two days, and you hadnât changed out of your pajamas in three.
You were broken from your thoughts as a quiet knock sounded on your door, âY/N, honey, can I come in?â
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