summary: While Bucky trains, you’re right there supporting him with loud cheers and flirty commentary that gives you the title of his ‘personal cheerleader’.
warnings: fluff, established relationship, a lot of flirting, kissing, grumpy!Bucky x bold!sunshine!Reader
word count: 1.9k
A/n: hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. Love you lots and lots like jelly tots
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To you, being injured was the worst thing that could happen.
Now, watching everyone else train while being injured was ten times worse. Well, there were some perks, like watching your very hot boyfriend get all sweaty. But even after a while, that could get boring too, and Bucky seemed to be a little down, so,
Why not cheer him up?
"Whoo hoo! Look at the form, ten out of ten!" You cheered. The others stopped their training, their faces twisted in confusion, as they watched you cheer Bucky on like his personal cheerleader.
Your wolf whistles echoed throughout the room, "Bucky Barnes, man, you're looking good!" He slightly faltered at your cat-calling, earning him a blow right to the chest from Steve, sending him stumbling back.
You winced as he sent a sharp look your way, "Don't worry, baby! You got this!" The others carried on with their sessions, but you could hear the soft chuckles after every call.
You watched in awe as he sent Steve straight into the ropes, "Ooh, that was hot, do it again, but slower" His head whipped towards you, his face a bright red, yet his eyes were dark as they glared daggers in your direction.
"C'mon, baby, don't let me stop you," You pout as you see them exit the ring, Steve looking smug as ever while Bucky walks straight to the weights, catching your attention.
"Let me go grab my popcorn, my show is on." Your comment sends a wave of soft laughs through the room, yet Bucky doesn't seem to be amused by your actions.
"Take a look at those arm curls, people, I would absolutely pay to touch those biceps. Oh, wait, I do... for free," Bucky scoffs, still trying not to laugh while he finishes his set before moving on.
"Look at him go, folks! Last time I've seen this much heavy lifting was when he carried all my groceries in one hand, what a man!" You slowly clapped, shamelessly grinning as you watched him move.
"Got yourself a cheerleader, Barnes?" Sam said smugly, clapping a hand down on his shoulder. "Not by choice," He grunted, jaw clenching, as he glanced your way before continuing with his workout.
"Give it up, ladies and gentlemen, that's America's thigh right there!" You shout as he does lunges across the room. You laugh as the room erupts in cheers from Steve, Sam, Nat and Clint.
"If I pass out from the heat, it's just me swooning, not the stab wound in my side. Carry on," You sigh, leaning against the wall as if you were to pass out.
"Need some water, Y/n? You seem thirsty," Nat calls from across the room, holding a water bottle in her hand. "No need, I see a tall glass of water right there, my favourite brand too, Buchanan Essence" You send Bucky a wink while a chorus of groans and fake gagging litters the room.
"God, look at that focus. He's either about to kill a man... or kiss me senseless. I think we all know it's the latter." You blow a kiss his way, not missing how he caught it and stuffed it in his pocket.
"And here we see the majestic, Bucky Barnes, in his natural habitat, ignoring my flirting but definitely flexing harder because I'm watching." The smirk is yet to leave your face, even more so now that everyone else has started to join in.
"C'mon, Buck, you can't ignore her for good," You hear Steve say from across the room, but your eyes stay trained on Bucky, who looks like he's on the brink of walking out of his own workout.
"Yeah, Barnes! Why not give your star cheerleader a kiss?" Sam says as he puckers up his lips and makes kissing sounds behind Bucky.
That sends him off the edge. He quickly drops the weight in his hands, the noise loud enough to make you and the others wince, yet his gaze doesn't falter as he stalks towards you.
"Come to collect your prize for the broodiest man alive?" You grin, staring up at him as he stops right in front of you.
"You're stupid," He scoffs, but the slight tug at the corner of his lips reveals his amusement. "You love me," you murmur, letting your hands trail up his torso, feeling his abs flex beneath your palms.
He lightly grabs hold of your wrist and pulls you up into his chest. Without warning, he connects your mouths in a searing kiss as his hands tightly grip your hips. You instantly deepen the kiss as your hands rake through his hair and settle at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer to you.
He reluctantly pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. "Happy now, doll? Or do I gotta flex for you too?" he mutters, a smug look on his face as you stand there, breathless from his kiss.
"Get a room!" You hear Clint groan from behind Bucky. You flip him off, not sparing him a glance, when Bucky suddenly scoops you up bridal-style, still, while being mindful of your injuries.
"I'm benching you now. You're done." He says, beginning to walk out of the gym, "James put me down!" you squeal, yet you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your head in his chest.
He can't help the smile of triumph that crosses his face as the others laugh behind him. "You tell her, Barnes!" Clint bellows as you and Bucky retreat to your room.
"You're no fun," you whine as Bucky places you down on the bed. "Stay put," he orders before stepping into the bathroom, leaving you alone.
Instead of listening, you slowly get out of bed and follow him into the bathroom, where you find him crouched down, rummaging through the cabinets.
"Your ass looks great, those squats seem to be working, huh?" You tease and give his backside a light tap. He instantly perks up, glaring at you over his shoulder.
"Do you ever listen?" he sighs, running a hand over his face. "What were you looking for?" you asked, completely ignoring his question. "Go back to bed," he groans, pointing towards the room, "Only if you come with. clothes optional," You smirk, running a manicured nail along his clenched jaw.
“You’re supposed to be resting,” He sighs, glancing down at your side. "Keep glaring at me like that, Barnes and I'm gonna start thinking you're in love with me," you grin, yet his bored expression forces you to surrender.
"Alright, alright, bed," you groan, walking towards the bed while Bucky trails behind you. "What? We're gonna play Doctor Barnes? Cause I'm more of a house kind of gi-" You're cut off by Bucky covering your mouth with his palm.
"Actually, we're gonna play Y/n doesn't talk until I say so, okay? Good." You grumble at the intrusion, but settle on obliging when he wouldn't move his hand until you agreed.
At least you know not to let him kiss you when you do it again at training tomorrow.
● If you flirt with him, oh, he's gonna flirt with you back, and he's not gonna stop. He'll flirt right back, one-upping up your flirty comments with exaggerated gestures. He'll say some corny shit like, "Is it getting hot in here, or is it just you, senorita?" He teases. He loves attention and knows how to turn it into a game.
●He'll randomly just start rapping just for you, making sure the attention is all on you. "Yeah, she's so fine, no need to pretend, got me rapping for her, again and again," he'd rap while laughing.
● Thanos loves when you react with his flirty antics, and he'll keep pushing boundaries. He thrives on attention and will keep making bold moves to keep your attention on him. He's not subtle with it he'll always make sure you know he's interested, even if it's a bit obnoxious.
● He might be playful and goofy and making jokes. He's really stubborn if you play hard to get. He'll keep coming at you, pushing your buttons just to see how you'll react. He just loves the chase.
-Myung-Gi
●Myung-gi isn't the type to outwardly flirt back, but he'll notice you more than anyone else. If you flirt with him, he'll most likely respond with a long, intense gaze, his expression unreadable. He doesn't get flustered, but he's intrigued by your flirty personality and the attention.
● if you continue to flirt with him, his responses would be quiet and calculated. "You seem different." He might say showing interest he isn't loud or bold he just wants to keep things mysterious and make you wonder if he's truly interested
● he's the type to observe before making any moves. He would keep you on your toes with his silent and subtle actions. While he's not overt with his affections,he'll make an effort to be around you more often, taking mental notes of your reactions
●He's not going to say to much outright, but if he's drawn to you, he might offer small, thoughtful comments like, "You stand out among the rest." Or someone that feels cryptic yet genuine.
-Gi-hun
●Gi-hun would likely be nervous and awkwardly if you flirt with him, especially in such a dangerous environment. He'd provide laugh nervously, unsure how to rest, "Uhh... thanks?" Hell say, completely unsure of how to handle the attention.
● Despite his awkwardness, gi-hun would be genuine in his responses. If you continue flirting with him, he might get more comfortable, offering sweet but clumsy compliments. "You really think I'm.. worth your time?" He might ask, unsure of himself but flattered.
● as he grows more comfortable with you, he might begin to flirt back with his own goofy charm. "I'm not the best guy, but I'm glad you're giving a chance," he might say, trying to make you smile.
● His flirtation might be quiet but sincere. He might offer to help you with something or share food, showing affection in ways that aren't loud but are deeply caring.
-In-ho
●In-ho, is always in control. He's never caught off guard, and he'll never be overwhelmed by flirtation. If you flirt with him, his response will be calm and composed, and even a little cryptic. He honestly finds the flirty tension a game.
●He might use his flirting to keep you intrigued, but it's all a part of his bigger plan. He'll charm you, only to make you feel like you're in his grasp. "You don't realize how much power you have, do you?" He might say while gently manipulating the conversation.
●He won't overtly show interest, but you can tell he enjoys having your attention. He might drop hints about how you're a valuable player in the game, subtly praising your actions, all while keeping you at arm's length, maintaining the upper hand.
●He won't hesitate to make the flirtation feel dangerous, and if it's playful, it's always with an undertone of power and control. He might enjoy the chase, but he's always thinking one step ahead.
-Hwang jun-ho
●Honestly, the flirtation might catch him off guard. He's not used to attention being drawn to him in that way, so he might act a little surprised. "Why are you flirting with me in a place like this?" He asks, trying to stay focused.
●Despite his initial surprise, he would still be protective. He would probably respond to your flirtation by trying to shield you from danger in submitting ways.
●His flirtation would be hesitant at first, but over time, if you show genuine interest, he might soften, but he'd still have his guard up.
● if you continue to flirt with him, you might find that hwang jun-ho shows his affection through small acts of kindness, like bringing you someone to eat or standing up for you when others threaten you. He may not say much, but his actions would speak volumes.
-Dae-ho
●When you flirt with him, it throws him off. He responds politely at first, thinking you're just teasing. "Persistent, aren't you?" He says with a small smile.
●your playful remarks or brushing against him make him freeze for a second, followed by a subtle blush. He clears his throat and tries to redirect the focus, but his stiff posture gives him away.
●He's fiercely protective of you, standing close in dangerous situations or subtly moving between you and others. If someone flirts with you he won't confront them directly but will watch them with a quiet intensity.
●Over time, he starts to enjoy our teasing, responding with calm, understated flirtation that catches you off guard. "If you're trying to distract me, it's working."
●In quieter times, he softens, showing affection through small but meaningful gestures-offering you food, ensuring you rest, standing watch.
●Dae-ho is so cute, loyal, and protective, making you feel deeply cherished even without grand gestures. His calm demeanor compliments your playful energy.
-Sae-byeok
● if you flirt with Sae-byeok, she'll probably be taken off guard. She's not used to receiving attention in such a forward way.
● Sae-byeok might get sarcastic with her responses, trying to deflect the flirtation. She'd tease you, turning the tables to see how you respond. "If you think I'm impressed by yourcharm, you're wrong." She says, but you'll know it's half-joking.
●Though Sae-byeok's hard to crack, the more you flirt with her, the more she starts to soften, though she'll never admit it. If you show genuine interest, she might get a little less cold over time, even if she'll always keep up her tough exterior.
●After a while,Sae-byeok may surprise you with moments of quiet affection- like a unexpected compliment or a protective gesture when you need it. Her flirting is more subtle, but when she does show her interest in you, it'll be in an unexpected but meaningful way.
hii i see you're taking requests so i'd like to know if you could write malleus with a male reader who has a flirty personality? like he's continuously complimenting him every time they meet and at some point just blatantly throwing himself at malleus😭 your writing is very endearing and captivating btw <3
Malleus x flirty m!reader: Bold advances
(YOURE SO SWEET! THANK YOU SM!😭🫶)
The first time you two met, he was quite surprised by your boldness.
Especially given the fact you didn’t fear him whatsoever.
He didn’t know how to feel, since he wasn’t used to someone treating him this way.
You started with some subtle flirts in the beginning, but started getting bolder, the more you interacted with him.
“Hello there handsome stranger, may I know your name?” Was your opening line the first time you laid your eyes on him.
“What a bold human you are, you truly have no fear.” Was his reply with an intrigued expression.
For a moment he thought, that you were messing with him, or that you were just sucking up to him, because he was royalty.
But once he realized, that this was simply how you always acted, he found it quite endearing and amusing.
From then on he would await your next encounters with great anticipation, curious to see what you’d say to him next.
The more time you two spend together, the more he enjoyed your presence.
You were different than the others, you didn’t fear him at all, in fact you acted like the complete opposite.
When you gave him genuine compliments, he would melt on the inside and utter how truly fascinating you are.
Another thing that made him quite happy was, that you would always invite him to events, be it the unbirthday parties at heartslabyul, Kalim’s grand parties at scarabia or just simple hang outs at ramshackle, you’d always have him as your plus one.
Over time he also started to harbor some feeling for you, but he didn’t know how to voice them.
He feared, if you knew, you’d leave him like everyone always did.
So when one day you started acting even more flirty as usual, he decided to flirt back for once, which stunned you greatly.
Malleus was at his usual favorite spot near ramshackle, gazing up at the stary night sky, immersed in thought.
“My my, if it isn’t the lovely Hornton, what gives me the honor of being graced by your enchanting presence?” You spoke in your usual sly tone, as you approached him.
“Child of Man, I see it’s you. Forgive my intrusion, I was taking a nightly stroll, when I stopped to take a look at the stars. They’re rather beautiful tonight.” He spoke.
“No need for such formalities, you could never intrude, after all you’ve been on my mind all day long.” You replied, standing next to him now.
“Tho you are right, the stars are quite beautiful tonight.” You added looking up at the sky as well. Malleus glanced over at you and couldn’t help but smile.
“Not nearly as mesmerizing as yourself.” Malleus responded, which caught you off guard. You were flustered, trying to think of a come back, but your mind was blank.
“You- I- what?!!” You managed to mutter, completely stunned by the sudden reciprocation of your advances.
He let out a light chuckle in response. “You humans truly are fascinating. You lavish me in praises and compliments, just to shy away when I attempt to do the same.” He spoke with amusement in his voice.
“Well you caught me off guard! Jeez, warn me next time...” You replied, still a little flustered from his sudden response.
“Did- did truly you mean that…?” You asked, glancing over at him. “But of course you put even the brightest star to shame.” He replied.
“Sevens, why do you have to be so perfect.” You sighed in defeated, which just earned you another amused grin. It took quite a bit for you to recover your usual daringness and teasy nature.
“You know it’s quite late and it’s getting rather chilly outside and we wouldn’t want you catching a cold, now would we?” You began, which caused him to look over at you once more. (As if a strong fae like him could ever get sick.)
“Would you perhaps care for a nice warm cup of tea at ramshackle? I certainly would very much enjoy your presence.” You asked, meeting his gaze.
“Well if you’re inviting me, how am I to refuse such generous offer.” He replied, being quite happy at having been invited by you.
You two then walked to ramshackle together. You drank your teas and chatted in the foyer of ramshackle. You were as always showering him with compliments, practically throwing yourself at him.
Just this time it felt different, more intimate, more meaningful and who knows, maybe something might truly blossom between the two of you at some point, but until then you will both cherish the small tender moments between you two.
I absolutely love that scenario and since you didn’t specify wether you wanted headcanons or just a fanfic in general, I decided to make mix of both.
tipsy reader and the 141 out at a little pub, happily drinking and gossiping, until you see ghost angrily taking off his gloves because johnny spilled a drink on his hands
it comes out of your lips without meaning it but honestly? yeah it’s understandable
“goddamn dude, those are some beautiful necklaces you’ve got there”
kyle and johnny wheeze, hands slapping at each other as your words silence both ghost and price
you don’t mind the sergeants reaction and instead keep spewing bullshit about ghost’s hands
“you could definitely fix my attitude, hottie” you’re leaning on the table, smirking and winking at simon, who’s ears are clearly red and he quickly covers up his hands in mortification
“i think i need a new bra-“ there’s a hand covering your mouth and a deep rumble growling something along the lines of “that’ll do”
I love you so much !!!!!♡(> ਊ <)♡(´ε｀ )
So...~ can you do a headcannon for saja boys ( like all of them ) x solo flirt idol s/o Who really likes pop mart ( separately ) ... please
Awwwww! You are so freakin sweet! I love you too!!<3 Thank you so much for requesting, and I hope you enjoy these head-cannons! I definitely didn’t have Your Idol on repeat blasting in my headphones while writing this<3
Jinu:
We know how dorky this man is, so when he first met Y/n during a concert of hers trying to secure the honmoon, he noticed the way her voice filled his mind, drowning out the voices he so desperately wanted to disappear.
What he wasn’t expecting was to lock eyes with her. Watching her lips pull into a smile as she moved closer to him.
Or the way her hand seemed to reach out towards him, drawing him closer. The moment he touched her hand, her fingers moved up his arm and towards his chin.
She held his face in her palm as she sang, her eyes going from that cute doe look to the look of a siren.
His face went bright red when she backed away and winked at him. He had to run away or he would have steam coming out of his ears from how much he was blushing.
When Jinu saw her again, she was standing in front of a pop mart, dressed in black sweats, and a grey hoodie.
Walking over to her, making sure he would combust from being hopelessly in love with her, he gently tapped her on the shoulder.
“Want to go in with me?” He asked, staring into the store.
“Are you sure you are ok being spotted in a store like this?” She asked.
Jinu shrugged and finally looked at her. His eyes widened at how even without makeup and all the lights, she was still beautiful.
After the time spent in the pop mart, Jinu and Y/n spent the rest of the day together.
When the day ended and Jinu walked her home, she turned around and took his hands in hers, leaned forward, and pressed a simple kiss to his lips. His eyes widened before he leaned into the kiss, a smile on his face.
Jinu totally asked her out after the concert. He’s too cute.
Abby Saja:
Abs and you have been dating since the moment he and the others of Saja Boys became a group.
Yes he knew you were a human but something about your ability to love him even as a demon made his “heart” swell.
He ignored every order from that point on. His arms were always wrapped around your waist when you were visiting his group, showing you off at concerts and signings.
What he didn’t expect was for you to be a solo idol. The first time he heard your voice signing, he was hypnotized.
He went to a concert of yours, (forced the rest of Saja Boys to go along too) of course he was in his human form but when you knelt in front of him, your eyes hooding to give off a siren look, he knew he was done for.
Your flirty smirk appeared on your lips as your fingers brushed under his chin (One of his favorite things you do) and his body felt light.
You get extremely flirty when on stage he notes when you start dancing in a way that he has never seen you dance before.
On a rather hot summer day, you were practically tugging his arm and begging him to go to a pop mart with you, for what reason, he didn’t know.
When he gets to the mart after breaking his resolve (He can never say no to you) he is immediately blinking confused.
“What is this place?” He would ask, turning to you for an explanation but you are already staring at a little doll with stars in your eyes and the brightest smile on your lips.
You and Abs left the mart with at least 5 bags each.
Mystery Saja:
You are the only person that is allowed to see his face with his hair up. That’s how special you are to this man.
In return, you told him everything about yourself, your fears, insecurities, your pain. If he could, he would erase everything that hurt you.
The day the rest of Saja Boys were out scouting the different groups to see how they could destroy them, Mystery felt his heart sink to the pit of his stomach when he saw you on the stage.
No one else around you, but your eyes held the power of three people to complete the golden honmoon. You looked absolutely stunning in his eyes.
The moment you began singing, everything around him vanished. The voices in his head, the chatter of fans, the rest of Saja Boys. It was just you and him.
Your personality on stage was a 180 flip from what he gets in everyday life. Your flirty on stage, your doe eyes shifting to a hypnotizing siren as you sing with the power of gods.
He slowly makes his way towards the stage, his body moving on its own. Jinu and the others watch with wide eyes as you dip your hand towards him, holding his face with such care.
Days after that concert, Mystery is watching your every move. Your morning routine, the way you talk around him and the rest of Saja Boys. He wants to see if that personality from your concert slips out but it never does.
“Why can’t you act all flirty like you did at the concert?” he suddenly asked everyone in the room.
You turned to him and your doe eyes morph to the siren he saw that night. He swallowed as you moved towards him.
Standing in front of him, you cup his jaw, a smirk appears just as fast as it disappears and your doe eyes are back.
He never asked for your flirty nature again, he almost passed out from how long he held his breath.
When you took him to a pop mart, he understood why you hid that flirty siren-like personality when off stage.
You and Mystery spent the day in the mart for hours before Saja Boys had to come and drag the two of you out of the store.
Romance Saja:
Romance was always labeled the “PlayBoy” that he didn’t take love seriously. Granted, it would have been true considering that he was a demon but when he started dating you, everything changed.
The voices that lined his head disappeared. He felt like his life was finally his thanks to you.
Jinu had said that they were going to a concert in a few days for a soloist that just popped up after Huntr/x took a hiatus for a bit and wanted to check it out.
Thinking nothing of it, Romance shot you a text saying he was going to a concert and that he would be back late.
The day of the concert, Romance and the others got there extremely early so they could be in the front row to see who the singer was.
Their jaws dropped to the floor when they saw you, your once soft doe-like eyes narrowed like a siren, your voice booming around them.
You danced like you had been trained by a dance god. Romance could only stare at the way your hips swayed, the way your voice sounded so good in his ears as you sang.
Your eyes drifted them, your eyes becoming more of a siren as you walked towards the edge of the stage, your hand dropping towards Romance, your finger mentioning for him to come close.
He did, not sure what came over him. He felt your hand press against his chest, your fingers dance over his throat before you gently but firmly grabbed his face pulling him even closer.
He was surprised he didn’t actually faint right then and there. In his mind, that was the hottest thing you could have done to him.
When you and Romance were walking around town a few days after the concert, he took you to a pop mart and watched your face light up. He smiled softly and followed you around like a puppy and got you whatever you wanted, with the promise that you will do the same thing you did at the concert to him more.
You were a mess when he asked for you to do that again, but you did, randomly, when he least expected it and as a result, you had to call the rest of Saja Boys to your house to help you get your passed out boyfriend on his bed so he didn’t wake up in pain.
You vowed to never do that again when he least expects it.
Baby Saja:
He was the least likely to get in a relationship but when he pushes open the door to Saja Boy’s dorm and introduces you as his girlfriend, everything goes into chaos.
Your favorite spot to lay your head is on his chest. Baby doesn’t mind it in the least, in fact, he will just place his hand on your head and pull you towards his chest when he wants to feel your weight on his chest.
Sneaking into a concert wasn’t ideal for them but they needed to figure out who this new solo artist was and why she was so strong when it came to getting the honmoon up without two other people.
Baby’s jaw dropped when he saw you on that stage, your doe eyes he fell in love with, narrowed to that of a siren ready to steal a soul. He noticed the theme of your song happened to deal with larger canines and that made him smile.
You smiled, showing off the custom-made fangs and his heart thudded against his ribcage.
Noticing him in the crowd, you smiled dangerously and motioned for him and the rest of his group forward.
She pointed to 5 empty seats and returned to her performance, the honmoon glowing the brightest gold they have ever seen.
Baby was entranced. He watched as your body swayed and moved to the beat of the music. How you seemed to be in your element as you danced. Your eyes holding such a flirty but gorgeous look in them when you looked at him.
The ended with everyone, including Saja Boys screaming your name, tears falling down baby’s face as he watched you blow him a kiss before disappearing off stage.
A few days after that concert, Baby always begged to see your siren eyes. Saying that he loved everything about them because they were a part of you.
You agreed as long as he went with you to a pop mart. You both got what you wanted.
He took you to the pop mart and bought you whatever you wanted, whether it was big or something small.
You showed off your siren eyes more and watched as Baby would go absolutely bright red if you directed those siren eyes towards him when angry with him.
You both would sit and listen to each other's songs, don’t even get me started. When his group is on hiatus for a bit, he has your songs blasting through his speakers in his room.
He would sing along to them or start rapping the parts that you rap.
He loves that you rap, just like he does.
You caught him one time dancing to a song that was tamer than the others and couldn’t help but take a picture of him. It's your lock and home screen now.
Baby has you smiling with a butterfly that landing on your nose while lying in the grass as his home screen and lock screen. He loves you so much it's not even funny.
⤷ You're in your junior year of high school and want nothing more than to focus on studying, yet your friends convinced you to come to a party. At the party, you met Stanley, someone you wanted to take home, but your friend dragged you away. Only to meet you again and introduce a friend of his. Sucking you in between them, wanting both, and wanting to see both on each other.
Wc: +3.8k
Warning(s): Sex jokes, explicit language (kind of), talks of three-way, characters is oc-ish. (If I miss any, let me know)
Your teen years were filled with a tight-knit friend group, and that was enough for you. It didn’t help that you were super focused on your studies; you knew what you wanted to do, and nothing could shake that, so it was a straight shot, well, you thought.
It was your second-to-last year in high school, and you had never been more focused on your studies, working late at night on papers that were due the next day. No room to think about anything else– barely making room for friends, you knew what you wanted, and nothing could stop you from getting what you wanted.
Somehow, someway, your friends convinced you to come out on Friday to some party that was happening. It wasn’t going to be your first time partying, but it was something that you thought you were done with, especially now that you were bunkering down on studying.
Yet they were begging, and it hit your weak spot, so with a sigh, you agree hesitantly, knowing deep down that it will be good for you to have a change in your mind.
Friday came like a wave washing away your thoughts on what you're going to do for your next project, but filling your mind with what you are going to wear and how to do your makeup.
“I heard Aaron is going to be there,” Lexi spoke over the music playing in the background of your room. “I’m sorry, what?!” Nova gasped, sticking her head out of the bathroom that was connected to your room. “Wait, wasn’t that her ex-talking stage?” you exclaim over your shoulder, too busy looking for what to wear. “Pft, yeah, no, they’ve gone back to talkin’,” Ryea said.
“C’mon, weren’t they, like, toxic to each other-” “HEY!” Nova shouted, cutting you off. “Now that you say that. Yeah, they were” Lexi agreeing, thinking about the past telling of him by Nova. “Guys, come! He’s just too hot to ignore,” Nova squealed, thinking about him. “Sorry, girlfriend, but no,” she said. “Just because you're into girls, Lexi, doesn’t mean you get to dis on him,” Nova pouted. Lexi looked over at Ryea, who was shaking her head, snickering to herself.
“So what time are we going to the party?” you asked. “In two hours or so,” replied Ryea, checking her phone before dropping it on your bed and getting up to get ready, nodding your head, letting her know that you heard her. Moving from your dresser, satisfied that you found something you liked. “Lexi, are you done getting ready?” you questioned, noticing that she was missing a few touches. “No, not yet. Nova is just hogging the mirror.” “AM NOT,” Nova shouted
“You know, if we decide to get ready together at one of your guys’ houses, we wouldn’t have this problem.” “Plus, you guys have bigger rooms,” you added, “Well, we don't have a connecting bathroom to ours.” Ryea justifies them, “Also, your room is just more homie.” Lexi said. “Is that so?” You raised an eyebrow, moving to the full-length mirror that was propped up on a wall to start doing your makeup, “Totes!” Nova chirpy walking out of the bathroom and plopping down on your bed, waiting for all of you to be done getting ready.
A few conversations later, and everyone was ready to head out. Lexi is volunteering to be the designated driver. She’s having brunch tomorrow with her family and doesn’t want to deal with a blinding hangover, which is the only reason she is being the designated driver.
Pulling up to the place, it was already packed with even more cars coming through. “This house better have a decent selection of liquor,” you grumble while getting out of the car. “I wouldn’t get your hopes up if I were you,” Ryea said, walking next to you. Nova and Lexi followed Close behind to not get left.
Opening the door, you were met with a grey cloud from all the joints and cigarettes being passed around, not to mention the smell of liquor floating through the air. “This is a party, alright,” Nova said before running to find where the joints were being passed around. Yeah, she was already gone.
Lexi went off on her own, probably scouting some hot girls who are willing to do a three-way. Knowing her, she’ll make her way back to check in, same with Nova.
“Well then. Let's get some drinks,” Ryea suggests– no convincing needed, you follow after her lead. Thankfully, the house was not that big, and it only took a minute to find the kitchen. “Here,” Ryea said, handing you a red solo cup with most likely every kind of liquor found in it, taking a sip, you knew immediately that you're going to be doubled over the toilet, chanting that you’ll never touch another red solo cup again. For now, though, you’ll enjoy the burn of the liquid seeping down your throat.
Somehow you teleport outside and your three– five cups are down? You’ve lost count. Lexi has made an appearance now and then, same with Nova, but she’s in another universe.
“Ryea! Imma’m gonna get another cup,” you slurred, shaking your cup side to side, indicating that it’s empty. “Mhm,” she answered, going back to the conversation with someone who came up to us.
Stumbling slightly through the door, to the kitchen.
Stepping through that door might have changed your life forever, because upon looking at the counter, there was a trophy placed on it, shining in its own glory, waiting to be taken home. Yeah, so you wanted him and those lips decorated with what seems like purple lipstick and a smoke hanging from them.
“What’d you doin’ sitin' here all alone?” you smirked, finally getting a closer look at him, “Siting, yeah. Alone, no. I'm just waiting for a friend to get back from the bathroom.” Amusement flickered across his face, “Don’t you say…” “Stanley,” he said, taking the hint that I didn’t know his name. “Well, Stanley~ this so-called friend shouldn’t leave you too long, because you might just get taken” flirtation leaking from your voice, “I’m sure you’ll love that,” he answered, following a long.
“The only thing I’m not sure about is whether you’d like to be called a ‘good boy’ or to be degraded.” Those words fall from your lips without hesitation while slotting yourself between his spread legs and putting a hand on the counter on the left side of his thigh, almost touching it. Leaning into him, tilting your head, while ever so slightly craning your head so your nose nearly touches his, your breath fanning over his lips and his smoke fanning over yours, wanting to get a taste of those purple lips so bad to the point it's driving you insane!
“Y/n?... OH MY GOODNESS!” Lexi's tone is getting higher at the end, realizing that I was basically on top of a random dude. She made quick work of grabbing you to pulling you off him, spewing apologies, at the same time saying that you were drunk. Yet he didn’t need to be told that; anyone can tell by looking at you.
“Keep her safe. That mouth of hers can get her anything”, he laughed, giving a wave to your silhouette being dragged away. “No, I wasn’t at the part where I got married to him,” you whined, hands being thrown over your friend's shoulder, trying to get back to him.
The car ride home was long for your friends, from crying about almost getting him to come home with you to praising his looks and how he could look under you. Let's just say there are images in your friend's head that can't be erased.
Tomorrow came, posing as a hard task to you, as you expected, you were over the toilet bowl wallow away, spewing curse words and new vows at the same time. Your mind was a fog on top of it– can’t quite get a grip on what happened last night, well, from what Lexi told you, brings a tiny breakthrough. All you can muster is purple lips and the smell of smoke, which does match Lexi's words.
You groaned, wishing to never run into him. Ever.
“So what’d you want to do about food?” Ryea asked, scrolling on her phone, comfortable in your bed. Gagging, along with flushing of a toilet, was heard. “Ryea, seriously,” your muffled voice making it out to your bedroom, it being returned with unseriousness, “You did this to yourself, girl.” “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just give me a minute… or an hour,” you replied.
By Monday, you’ll have recovered with all stars. Ready to start whatever work is thrown your way.
“Omg, I saw this absolute cutie at the party!” Nova hyped, making sure that everyone who was standing around your locker heard, “Wait… What about Aaron?” Ryea prodded. “Oh, him, yeah, he had his tongue down someone's throat,” she scoffed, foot tapping the ground. “Toxic” came out of both your and Lexi’s mouths.
“Yeah, whatever,” Nova mumbled to herself, lips forming a pout, bringing her arms up to cross over her chest. There was silence that fell between us, which was interrupted by a soft thump against a locker. A locker that was right next to yours, closing the one to yours, wanting to see who or what it was. You were greeted with caramelized eyes with purple lips, “Hey, flirts,” fell past the lips that held a shit eating grin. You slowly move your eyes to look at your friends, seeing that Lexi was mouthing something, taking a moment to focus on her lips, you added it up.
He was the trophy that had you sputtering in the car.
Stanley.
“Oh. My. God,” you muttered with tight lips. Trying and failing to hold up a smile, turning your attention back to him, you spoke, “Hi.” It fell past your tight smile to sweet, to friendly. “Need some liquor to talk?” almost sounds like a statement to you instead of a question. It was both totally. Looking to your lovely friends for help, but kidded you not– they’re already ten feet away. Basterds.
Settling back to the task ahead, “Hah… I can do without just fine,” you said, “You’re sure?” “Because I can repeat the things you said to me so confidently, what happened to that?” he added, popping a lolly into his mouth. “Oh. No, that’s fine, we can do without,” you said, drooping your right hand under your left elbow, propping it so your left hand fingers can pinch the inner corner of your eyes.
“So who's your friend?” Changing the subject, “Hmm, ah, he's the friend that I said went to the bathroom,” he said, his friend moving out from behind him. “So I heard,” you nodded, eyes moving over to the white hair.
“I’m Xeno,” bringing his hand out to be shaken, returning it with a smile on your face, “Y/n, nice to meet you,” giving his hand a firm squeeze, “Likewise”.
You thought you were dead just by one of them, but there's now TWO, your double done for– so executed. You’ve got one bumpy road ahead of you.
“No, not only was it just him, there was his friend too.” Hands coming up to cover your eyes, wanting to hide, “Simple answer, have a threesome.” Lexi's mouth was being muffled by her chewing of– who knows what kind of candy.
“Three…some. LEXI!! I beg your pardon! Of course, you would say that” you sighed not moving, “There is one thing I can’t shake…” lifting your hands from your eyes to look at them before setting them back down. “Well, keep going!” Nova is encouraged to keep going.
“I-I can’t stop imagining them on top of each other!” you spat out, hands furiously rubbing your eyes, wanting to think of anything other than that (not really). Ryea choked on her drink, and Nova was left speechless.
“You're whipped.”
“YA’ THINK!” sitting up now, hands slumped at your sides, “So what do I do, Lexi?” you breathed, asking the only person here who has/ had tried to have a threesome. “You see, when I do it, it's mostly girls,” she answered. “Lexi, I don’t think gender matters,” you said.
“I would just let it happen if you really want it,” she said. “Just make sure that they are into each other and well you, also if they're into that kind of relationship,” Lexi advised. Figuring out if they like each other will be a breeze; you can already slightly tell because of their body language towards each other.
You hope at least.
“Y/n!” Your name being hollered stopped you. Glancing everywhere, you saw him approaching from behind you. “Oh! Xeno, hi,” you greeted him. “Hi to you too. I was just heading to the lad if you want to join me?” he offered, holding up a smile. “Sure,” you said, growing a smile yourself. “I don’t know if Stan will be joining,” he said, thinking about whether Stan was busy this afternoon or not.
Nevertheless, you and he made your way to the science lab, entering the sterile room, which sent a shiver down your spine. Xeno notices, deciding to hand you a lab coat similar to his. You expect it to have a different last name on it. It didn’t, before you could ask, he answered you, “Stan would forget his jacket sometimes, so I just got a lab coat made for him. He also insisted on having my last name on it still,” he explained while moving around, setting up his lab space.
‘Yeah, seems like him,’ the phrase barely escapes your lips. You dragged your feet to one of the chairs that were at his table, plopping down on it, bobbing from the force of you landing on it. Shifting your gaze from the ceiling to the outside, seeing raindrops begging to litter all over the window, racing down to see which would win.
“Ha, it's raining,” you pointed out. Now, propping your right elbow on the counter so that your chin can rest on your right hand. Eyes dazing out to the world.
“That it is,” Xeno said, keeping his whole focus on whatever he was working on, but trusting your words.
Our short-lived conversation was broken by the door to the lab being opened rather roughly by the one and only Stanley Snyder, who was in loose-fitting jeans and a clear, you mean white t-shirt. “Damn, it’s raining,” Stan groaned, raking his fingers through his soaked hair. “Wow, I’m wet– cough cough– I mean, you're wet… yeah…” your hand coming up to hide your reddening cheeks. Your eyes are having a hard time looking away from his see-through shirt, not to mention his high beams are… On.
Pulling away from the view, you peek at Xeno, and– well, he’s doing the same damn thing as you. Before delving too much into the images that are popping into your mind, like your death just befallen you.
Shuffling the lab coat off of you and handing it to Stan, knowing he’s freezing his ass off in this lab. “Thanks, flirts,” taking it from me, wrapping it around him. “I would think you're smarter to carry a jacket around, especially now that it’s getting colder,” you sighed, retaking your seat, and Stan taking the one right next to you.
“I forgot it,” he grumbled under his breath, “Hmm, I didn’t catch that?” you snickering while cuffing your ear at the same time. “Tch, I said I forgot it,” Stanley pronounced his words more clearly this time around, “Yeah? Maybe you’ll remember next time, especially when you wear white, it's obvious that it gets super clear when wet.” – “Giving us a show,” taking a breath before starting your next words. “Sorry?!” his eyes popping, “Are you really? Because I’m soaked now,” trying to pout and not slip up into a smirk.
POOF
Charcoal, like smoke coming up, engulfed his head, staining his lab coat, along with his face. “I wasn’t even teasing you,” trying to hold in a laugh, “Yet I still have ears,” he stated, “Let me clean this up, then we can go home.” “I’ll help,” you said, standing and getting to work, Stan helping himself.
“Oh, can you drive me home to Stan? Please,”
“Fine, but you're not getting aux, I’on trust you.”
It's been months since you first met Stan and Xeno.
All the last times you’ve hung out with the guys, it would be your house. This time, you’re at Xeno’s house in his room. It was pretty spacious, a couple of shelves filled with books around the room, a bed in a corner, a desk across to it with a window above it, and lastly a TV center on the opposite wall of the bed.
You stood scanning his collection of books, yet your mind was miles away. Then the question came, “How could a three-way work?” said to yourself, but they heard. You never gave much thought to it because you didn’t have two people on your mind. Even then, it was hard to imagine.
“Thinking of certain people, flirts?” Stanley said, doing his own thing. “Fuck you,” words beating their way out, turning to have your back to the books, arms folded over your chest, glare hard set on Stanley. His eyes were already fixated on you, and you knew– just knew nothing good was going to come out of that mouth. “When. And. Where” he made sure you understood him, spacing those damn words. “Ugh, you get on my nerves.” Your arms swing out, hands making a choking position, then you vigorously shake them back and forth. He laughed, “You like it though”.
Rolling your eyes, you move to lean against the desk right beside where Xeno was seated, working on whatever, well, trying, “You guys done teasing each other?” he questioned. “I’ll tease something else,” you said, looking over just in time to see Stan making a stroking motion. You both chuckled… “I’ll take that as a no…” Xeno spoke slowly, a light blush developing across his face.
You weren’t going to make new friends this year or years after that, but then those two popped up. What if you didn’t walk up to the hottie that night, psyching out and fulfilling your main mission? Would they appear again, or just never exist to you?
You didn’t know, not wanting too anyway.
All you can do is enjoy the company they bring, forever glamorizing it.
It was a few hours after school, and the duo was hanging out at your place, everyone doing their own thing. Stan is playing his gun game on the floor, claiming that the rug that you had was soft, wanting to lie on it. Xeno, on the other hand, was mapping out a device that you had no clue about. What you did know was that it made a mess of your desk.
You lie on your bed. You’ve invited Stanley multiple times, but he has denied each try, so you moved to Xeno next, trying to lure him in. He didn’t bite, sighing, you went back to doom scrolling, legs hanging off the edge, kicking up in the air now and then.
The bed dips, instantly looking over your shoulder, you see Xeno getting on in his long-sleeved turtleneck with some basic trousers, discarding his lab coat long ago. “It would be better with no clothes on, but it will have to do.” Batting your eyelashes towards him, “You think so?” He thinks about it, “I know so,” you teasingly whisper.
He laughed fully on the bed now, lying flat on his back, eyes monitoring the ceiling. You sit beside him, legs half tucked under you, while your left hand is placed by his left bicep. You put your upper body strength on said left arm so that your right side could hover over him.
Tracing your fingers from his chest up to the hem of the turtleneck, pointer finger dipping in and slightly pulling it down, “Too bad you're wearing this, I’ll never be able to leave a hickey.” sadness washing over your face, wanting to get a taste.
“I could just take it off, better yet, I’ll place you on top of me. You would look good on top of me, yeah?” Xeno smirked, seeing the blush take over your face.
Did he? He did. Saying the longest, sexiest thing to you. Sure, he would flirt with you, but it was always light, nothing like this.
Stanley's ears perked the moment things got hot and thick. Stan came up from behind. You sat on your heels, shocked by what Xeno said. You're dazed, face red– tomato red, you didn’t feel Stan's presence until he was turning your head, tilting it up so you could look at him, “No…” “You’ve lost her,” Stan laughed, a pure, loud laugh.
Xeno blinked.
“Really? I didn’t even do anything extreme.”
“True, but it was enough for her,” he was still laughing, “Give her a minute, she’ll come around,” Stan stated, grabbing his phone off the floor to come join us on the bed.
Did you picture every thought you could think about Xeno being under you? Yes. Yes, you did indeed. Not only Xeno but Stanley too, but him being behind. No matter where you were, you would at least get one image (more like a thousand).
That day made the thoughts about a threesome even more apparent. The only is… How would it start, or even end?
Then you started switching Xeno and Stan’s roles that you had made up in your head, totally confusing you, now.
“Burning question?” you started. “Shoot,” Stanley said, eyes glued to another gun game or something completely random.
Pencil on paper can be heard from Xeno, but he was barely listening, a.k.a., he was listening.
“So which one is the bottom and which is the top?” You're looking up at the ceiling, pencil stopped moving, fingers stopped tapping, the room falling to silence, realizing you just said it, not trying to split it, not anything– just said it. You open and close your mouth multiple times, coming up with nothing each time.
“You wanna find out?” Stanley smirked; phone discarded on my dresser, pencil and paper being abandoned too.
“P-pardon!” tripping over your words while backing up on your bed more, elbows propping your body up, legs hurrying to get yourself away from the edge, thinking it would help you. Nope, it didn’t do nothin’.
“You know that you guys are pretty fun to hang out with!” Your voice slowly cracked, sweat beading from your face.
It was getting hot. NO, it WAS hot.
“Doesn’t sound very convincing to me, huh, Stanley?” Xeno played, “As right as ever, Xeno. But we can convince her, can't we?” Stanley played back, liking where this was leading. “One hundred percent” confidence seeping off of Xeno.
He hated you at first, you wet just some extra trying to be a hero. But when you openly flirted him…you were teasing him weren’t you.
He would always try to get you to lose or beat you up.
It went like that for the first half of the semester. It didn’t change until you beat you him, or well tied with him.
Bakugou was flying after you, the rest of these extras weren’t worth his time. He just needed to beat you then he’ll care about the rest. Oh what he would to see you in last place.
“Geez Kats, I knew I made you feel something but running after me? That’s something I wouldn’t think you would do.”
“ SHUT UP AND DIE!”
With a smirk in you face you jumped up and tackled him to the floor.
He never forgot the fight but he actually started treating you like a human being.
He would tell you to stop flirting with, him but he loves it.
If he sees you flirt with someone else he’s killing then. Simple as that.
But that also made him realize that he likes you. And he’ll confess but will also get teased by everyone else in the class.
When you win a fight he just smirks and shows off to everyone.
“Bakugou clam down we know you got them!”
“Shut up weird hair! You’re just jealous.”
He was taken aback when you flirted with him on the first day. He was just trying to tell you to sit properly when you made an…inappropriate comment. It took him a few minutes before he told you to not flirt at school and pay attention to your study’s.
He’ll always tell you to pay attention and you always flirt back.
Can’t help but to feel bad when you flirt with someone else.
He finally confessed when you were both at the dorms.
You opened your dorm room to see Iida standing there. You smirked and leaned against the door frame, watching him get flustered.
“[Name], I ask you to go out with me in a romantic way and that I’ll treat you right. With your parents permission of course.
Still lectures you on flirting in class.
He secretly enjoys it so you two can study together.
If you fall behind in class he’ll help you!
He has no doubt that you would lose a fight, he knows you! Even if you lose you two can go on a training date.
Though that’s how normal people talked.
But quickly figures out that you’re flirting.
Once she finds out she’ll buy you expensive gifts. That’s her way of flirting.
Get flustered all the time but will go along with it.
“You know Momo…I don’t really need these gifts.”
Her smile dropped at that. Did you not like it, did you not like her?
“It’s a gift just seeing you everyday”
Blushing mess 24/7
Will help you with everything
Basically your housewife. She cooks, helps you study, help you fight.
Hates going up against you in fights, she doesn’t want to hurt you.
Aziawa was announcing the teams for todays fighting lessons. “Team 3 against team 9.”
Momo froze. She doesn’t want to fight you nor does she want to see you hurt. Although, she’s doesn’t want her grade to suffer…oh no.
Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader!Stark
Word count: 2377
Summary: reader and Sam meet at the party during age of Ultron and flirt when there’s a fight Sam saves reader’s life.
I was never an official avenger thanks to my brother, Tony, I didn’t care that much after a point. I had taken an noticeable part in the SHIELD as a manager of the Stark Industries and the main graphist designer for my brother’s crazy ideas. I was a doctor in reality with love of experimenting in genetics, Nick Fury was particularly interested in my love for that subject and had me in the helicarrier many times…
Tonight though, it was a day off. It had been a hard mission for the avengers and they needed a small soiree so I contacted Maria Hill and James Rhodes and had it arranged immediately, calling the closest of the fellow heroes that saved the world last year. I was fixing the cava carefully as the guests began to arrive.
I was sitting at the top of the stairs leaned on a pillar with a glass of rum staring down at the party, I liked that everyone was having fun. I saw my brother with Thor they were speaking and giggling as Nat was serving them, there was Helen with Rhodey speaking as Banner approached Nat in the bar. Clint was with Maria and Happy laughing and drinking beers.
“How come you hosted a party Steve, didn’t know Avengers were a social club.” Sam joked, I didn’t flinch it wasn’t polite to listen to conversations you weren’t included.
“We had a tough week, so Dr. Stark made this surprise for us.” Steve approached me and turned down to me. “Why are you sitting here…?” he asked me and smiled down at me.
“I am spectating the children Steve, making sure they are having fun.” I smiled back at him. “So children… are you having fun?” I asked and turned at the two.
“Are you sure avengers ain’t a social club?” he asked and turned at me confused.
“Steve… look down there…” I pointed to the floor he looked confused and did stare at where I was showing him. “You dropped your manners, because you didn’t introduce us…” I joked and Sam laughed while Steve rolled his eyes and nudged my side. I laughed and slapped his hand, he knew I was ticklish.
“I assumed you knew him since you invited him…” Steve spoke and looked between us. Sam turned at me to see what I would reply.
“To be honest he doesn’t ring a bell.” I spoke up and looked at him. I tried to be as indifferent as I could, I do not know why…
“That’s a first, people usually remember me, especially women.” Sam responded with a smile, it was a funny smile.
“I like your confidence… but I still do not recall your name.” I reminded him, I just had the need to get over confident and self aware people a bit off their little cute castle of confidence… that’s what childhood trauma smells like, with a brilliant minded brother like Tony.
“Sam Wilson, Trauma counselor and pararescue Jumper U.S. air force… and very charmed” Sam spoke bowing lightly and looked at me with a playful gaze. I held back a chuckle, it was a natural response when people were matching my sass and weren’t awkward or scared of how I responded. Steve had left us alone and I didn’t realize when it happened.
“Nice to meet you Samuel, I am Y/N, Y/N Stark. Co- Owner Graphic Manger in Stark Industries, Neurosurgeon, Shield agent in the science department… PhD in Metropolitan college at Pathology.” I introduced myself and smiled at him cocky, he was taller than me even though I was wearing heels, for a moment I saw Tony’s gaze over at me but I turned my back.
“Ah, is that all?” Sam asked and looked at me, taking a sip from his drink.
“No there are more. I just don’t want you to feel bad.” I spoke up coldly my gaze looked at him trying to not look at him, with a polite and slightly amused smirk, he seemed to enjoy it. I was enjoying it…
“Oh do tell, Perhaps I will visit a Trauma Counselor afterwards” Sam joked back and I raised my eyebrows at his responses.
“I happen to be a Forensic Genetist from the SHIELD academy and a teacher for Russian… I also speak Italian Greek and French… and I paint in my free time.” I added and sipping my glass of wine elegantly. “I’ll cover the expenses if you are feeling overshadowed I smiled but I got serious clutching my head as I heart a high pitched frequency as if electrified cables were on contact.
“Are you alright…?” Sam asked me his hand gently touching my forearm, I turned down stairs at my brother, he looked buzzed as well but he kept talking with the people at the small lounge.
“Yes, i am but-Oh…” I spoke and looked at my original design working. “Ultron…” I murmured as the robot stumbled, Sam was dragging me slowly closer to the rest as I was staring at it, it’s a bad habit I had… it was a magical feeling see my designs alive and walking every time Tony created something I designed I was swallowed by this feeling of satisfaction, he looked good and he would look even better with the final designs and the color it would look even better than before.
“Mhm- Some dreams, gotta kill the other one-.” The robot mumbled in low volume, he grabbed his head, Sam had me moving backwards slowly. “He was a good guy…” he said and turned at us.
“You killed someone…” Steve asked, I hadn’t realized how close to the rest we were;
“How did you activate yourself- You weren’t even half built.” I asked and looked at it.
“The other guy helped me… He was a good guy.” He responded again, it was as if we had an actual conversation
“Who sent you?” Thor asked, staring at it like death, the tension in all of them was giving me the chills, even Tony seemed anxious on the matter.
“What do you plan on doing?” my voice was heard, it was a recording the robot was playing it. “I see armors all over the world” then it was my brother’s voice.
“Yltron…” Bruce realized and stared at my brother…
“In the flesh…” the robot spoke and excuse me was that sarcasm I heard in his tone, other than coldness and reality. “Well not yet… Not like that, I have some updates to perform and a new body, the one mother designed for me… Its under construction, the other guy gave me the blueprints.” He said and turned to me.
I heard clicking, agents preparing their guns… “Jarvis…” I whispered, it was the man that raised me when my parents passed away Tony was 21 and I was 14, Jarvis was our butler, he was named after him since AI Jarvis was our baby sitter.
“I am on a mission, Peace at our time.” He said and the walls of the lab behind him broke by my brother’s flying suits that started shooting at us. Sam got my waist and pulled me behind the table Steve flipped as he was swiped away.
“Stay here- you’ll be-“ Sam was to say looking down at me as I raised my dress and took out the small knife I hid to my thigh.
“I’ll be safe- I know, I didn’t mention gymnastics before huh?” I asked and raised my head from the side, he pushed me down by my shoulder as there was a shot towards me.
“You look like you don’t know it thoughj. It’s a knife Y/N how will you fight robots with that. scratch the tin cans?” he asked me infuriated by what he translated as ignorance and recklessness.
“Well, I am a scientist Wilson I know how to disable them… I only need something sharp, other than your jaw.” I said, hopefully the flirting would manipulate him into letting me do what I want. Rhodes slid down the stairs to get to us, as I waved at him. But before he could reach us a suit blasted him, “James” I exclaimed and looked at that way.
Sam turned to help him but a suit snatched him, he was trying to make it to let him be but as he mentioned this was not human, he seemed to struggle. “Y/N don’t do it” he spoke as I was already climbing up stairs to get on to higher ground and tossed my heels aside.
“Tony cable color.” I exclaimed jumping over the railings. My hands and legs hugged the back of the robot as I shoved the knife between the neck and the clavicle, it was one of the two vulnerable spots I left.
“Damn you Y/N what are you doing! Ugh… Black and white…” Tony spoke his eyes pinned on me as Maria Hill pushed him aside…
“Get off of it, I got this!” Sam groaned, still held firmly by the evil robots.
“You really don’t look like you are enjoying yourself Wilson and I intend to alter that.” I spoke, my voice heavy as was trying to find the cable my brother said, once I shoved the knife in the thin opening the armor allowed Sam to fall and smashed me to the wall- I felt the air move out of my lungs as we the hand it grasped my neck and brought me to the front. I was squirming- couldn’t breath- I saw Sam jump over it and finish my job.
I fell to the ground, as Sam landed on top of the robot, I turned over and saw Helen, hiding behind the piano and I ran towards her when a robot was right above us, I got in front of Helen- then I thought… I am unarmed, I cover her with myself when Steve came right in front of me to do the same- When the robot was to shoot Clint got the shield and tossed it to him protecting us... and then throwing it to Thor who smashed it.
“That was dramatic, I know you mean well. You just didn’t think it through…You want to protect the world but you do not want it to change…” Ultron said and I slowly stood up, I wanted to take a closer look at him, at the design at the way he was standing and functioning, he wasn’t even ready. I walked passed Steve, he didn’t seem to pay much attention to me but Sam did and held my forearm so I would stay in place. “How can you expect a world to be safe if It is not allowed to evolve.” He added and turned, his shiny blue eyes evolving around us. “There’s only one path to peace. Tony was next to me as Sam was holding me back… “The avengers extinction.” The robot growled and turned his shooters at me, I gasped and Tony dragged me behind him before, a second later, Mjonir, was smashing him into the wall…
Sam and Tony turned at me at the same time “Are you okay?” they asked all at once and looked at me concerned before turning to each other, Sam raised his brows while Tony was frowning at him. “Are you okay?” Sam ignored him looking at me. “As I mentioned I know how to take care of myself… you on the other hand need stitches.” I noticed, my throat was sore but I didn’t like looking weak. Only Tony would ever meet this side of me…
“Oh- you noticed… I knew you couldn’t take your eyes off of me.” Sam spoke and winked as he raised his sleeve gently. I iodine and took the needle on the small pair of scissors as I sat down. I was gently stitching him up.
“I can take my eyes of off you now if you want.” I smiled, my gaze was looking at him, to his wound to be precise, I felt my hands shake gently but I ignored it.
“No please.” Sam chuckled and looked at me. I didn’t avert my gaze from my motions though… “You don’t seem as confident as before… I shall remind you my trauma counselor expertise…” Sam spoke and looked at me he held my wrist as I was finishing with his stitches.
“Do not worry about my mental health… Worry about your general health in case you don’t take me out on a date…” I spoke and swallowed.
“Oh- I may be curious on what you’ll do if I don’t do so…” Sam said and approached his face towards me, we were only a breath away but I didn’t flinch. I only stared at him.
“Trust me dearest, you do not desire to witness the ruthless side of me.” I smiled and patted his cheek with my hand and turned my back to leave, but he held my wrist. I paused and didn’t look at him.
“I could call you if you give me your number” Sam spoke, his voice wasn’t funny like before.
“Look for it I do not know it.” I responded and removed my hand from his grip…
I walked further inside the lab, Dr. Banner was coming out as I walked in to see my brother looking there straight faced. His gaze blank. “Jarvis…” I whispered, it was our cute little invasion, he was making all the algorithms while I was trying to give him an appearance, I was 19 and Tony was 26…
Tony’s gaze was raised upon me, he surveyed me for two full moments before he came and pulled me in a hug. “What were you thinking jumping to that armor?” he asked me and cupped my face, he raised my chin up wards to take a look at my neck. “They left a mark…” he sighed and looked into my eyes.
I couldn’t hide from my brother no matter how hard I tried… he was always able to read me. My eyes shone as I looked up at him. I simply sobbed a bit before he pulled me in a hug. “Does it hurt?” he asked me and I nodded looking at him... He kissed my forehead…
