Take A Selfie (Avengers Imagine)

‘’You’re not afraid of me’’

A/N: I was in the mood to do a little Bucky one shot. Hope you like it! I’m feeling inspired to continue on with this story? not sure what’ll do. Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes (pointers and tips about my grammar are appreciated since I want to get better). Pairings: Bucky X Reader

Prompt: Bucky doesn’t get afraid without having a reason to be.. To him, you don’t seem to be a reason enough

Warnings: None, I think .. 

Word count: 938

Your eyes flickered open, sunlight hurting your eyes. Your head ached and you looked around, trying to adjust to your surroundings. This place wasn’t familiar but it felt welcoming. You raised yourself up, flinching at the pain shooting down your body. Slowly you started remembering. 

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There’s a War On (Steve x Reader)

#37: “I know that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

and #50: “It’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong”

Per request of @carleyynicole Hope you like it, I’m so sorry for the super long wait!

A/N: This does NOT contain Civil War spoilers!

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You pressed your back against the rough bark of a thick tree as you tried to calm your heavy breathing. The shade from the trees above you did nothing to keep the hot July sun from overheating your skin and leaving you dehydrated. 

“(Y/N)!” You jumped in shock as the comm in your ear startled you back into reality. You had been running for a while and hadn’t heard nor seen any of your fellow Avengers in what felt like ages. It came as no surprise that Tony was the one frantically hissing in your ear. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

“You know damn well what I’m doing!” You were still slightly out of breath, but thankfully your comment still packed a punch. 

“You mean going rogue?! Stick to the plan!” 

“I know you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it.”

“I have got to stop letting you spend so much time with Fury,” Tony sighed in frustration. You could practically hear his eyes rolling. “And it is not a stupid plan! Now get back here before you get shot!”

“I already told you I’m not coming back! Stick to your plan if you want to, but I’ll have no part of it!”

There was silence for a few moments. You couldn’t tell if he had given up or if he was on his way to drag you back by the ear. 

“(Y/N)… Be careful okay? I love you. No matter what.” The sincerity in his voice touched your heart. It was a tone you rarely heard from Tony especially in such a high stress situation like this. 

“Yeah dad. I love you too.”

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You stayed behind the tree for a few more minutes before moving on and continuing to dart around the forest. It was bright as ever, but minus the random comm messages you would get from your team throughout the day it was mostly silent. 

It had been about an hour and a half since you last heard anything when your dad started talking again, this time with an edge of defeat and sadness lacing his tone. “(Y/N)? Do you copy?”

“Dad what’s wrong?” You could feel your stomach drop at his tone and a chill run through your body despite the blistering heat. 

“I know you didn’t want to be a part of this fight. I’m sorry that I dragged you into this, but your the only one left. (Y/N)…. I’ve been hit.” You let your head hang down as you screwed your eyes shut willing the last few words out of your dads lips to be a lie. “I… I know you love him but Steve has to be stopped. It’s for the best.” Hearing your dad say Steve’s name made your heart clench as you knew what you had to do.

“Dad you know I-”

“I can’t talk anymore (Y/N). Make me proud.” And with that last interruption Tony was gone. You were all alone in the forest. Well not alone. Out there somewhere was the man you loved. A man who needed to be stopped if everything was going to be okay.

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It took you about a half hour to find Steve standing in a large clearing. His feet were spread, his shoulders squared, and his gun held tightly in his hands. The breeze pushed his golden hair gently to the side and the bright sun caused his eyes to squint in order to see. He looked like a god, but you knew what he was capable of. 

You were crouched behind a bush debating what to do when your father’s last words echoed in your mind. ‘Make me proud’. Nodding to yourself as encouragement you stood up, gun ready to fire, and faced the blonde haired, blue eyed super soldier. 

“Drop your weapon Steve!” Your voice was calm and even. Nothing like the quivering mess you felt like on the inside. 

Steve’s lips tugged minutely at the corners as his bright eyes met yours. “I should have known it was going to be a Stark at the end. A Stark started this so it’s only fitting a Stark tries to finish it.” 

“Tries to?” You quirked an eyebrow at his statement. “I’ve got you cornered babe.”

“True. But we both know you can’t do it (Y/N).”

There was a short pause as you took in his words before scoffing out a short “You wish,” and pulling the trigger on your gun.

Steve’s face turned to shock as the bullet hit him square in the chest. He fell dramatically to the ground clutching his wound and gasping out your name.

You rolled your eyes at his behavior before walking over to Steve and looking down at his now dirt covered form. “C’mon Steve get up. You’re getting all dirty.”

“I can’t. My fiancee just shot me in the chest and I’m dying.” Steve had on a puppy dog face and you knew exactly what was coming.

“You want me to kiss it all better don’t you?”

“Yes please,” Steve’s goofy smile brought one to your face as well as you held out your hand to help him up. When he was finally back on his feet you gave him a quick peck on the lips and started walking back towards the Avengers Base.

“Hey!” Steve called, picking up his dropped gun and walking after you. “You shot your own fiance in the chest and that’s the only get better kiss you’re gunna give him?”

“Steve you probably didn’t even feel that nerf bullet!” You chuckled at your fiance’s antics as he scoffed before grabbing you by the waist and pulling you in for another kiss. 

“Doesn’t mean you didn’t shoot me.” Steve moved his arm to drape across your shoulders while you let yours hug him around his waist. You were still making your way back to the base. You were sure by this point the rest of your teammates were getting antsy to see who came home victorious.

“Well you said I couldn’t and you know it’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong.”

“Yeah I probably shouldn’t have done that.” 

“Nope.”

“You know your dad is going to hold this over my head for the rest of our lives rights?”

“Awww. Probably.”

“Well at least it wasn’t over anything important…”

You halt in your tracks giving Steve an incredulous look. “Nothing important? Steven Grant Rogers you and my father just dragged every last one of the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes into the forest to shoot each other with nerf guns as a way to decide who got to play their Spotify album in the gym. If you don’t care next time don’t make me spend so much time running around the damned forest!” You gave a huff as you detached yourself from his side and started walking faster towards the base.

“Aw c’mon babe! Don’t be like that! I’m sorry! I love you!”

You threw up your hand, middle finger waving proudly as your muttered to yourself. “Next time those two want to butt heads they better not try to drag my ass into it.”

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Bug Boy

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2217 (i wrote this in about like two hours so it’s a little rushed but it was v impromptu)

A/N: i want to make out with Peter Parker

also this is a slight au/ pre civil war?

i didn’t plan on writing this or anything ive just been in a really intense peter mood so this came out. i also listened to Girls Talk Boys while writing this so yea

Warnings: ummm theres a little part that sounds like its gonna lead to smut but its not soo yeah,, makeout sesh and just disgusting Peter fluff

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“So, (Y/N), where are you going?” Natasha smirked once you stepped out of your room.

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I Promise || Part 2 || Steve Rogers / Reader

Summary: Finally the part 2 of promise is here. Steve Rogers had to fake his death for two years and left Y/N with her three (Four after she gave birth) kids alone. Her eldest, Peggy don’t want to forgive him.

Genre:Angst, Fluff

Fandom:Captain America, Marvel

Disclaimer: I will do other parts to this if you want me to

A/N: I’m sorry I haven’t posted it earlier.. Tell me if you like this part and want me to continue it.

PART 1

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After two years, your husband and father of her four children, was back home, alive. Tears were rolling to your eyes seeing him and the kids again happy. But Peggy, no.

“No! Don’t touch me!” She said pulling him of, of his attempt to hug her. Your smiles dissappeared.

“Peggy, what’s wrong?” He said, looking at her with his puppy blue eyes. She was trying hard to keep her angry expression.

“Your kidding me? You left us alone for two years! Mom was pregnant to your fourth child and you weren’t even here! Were you here when Grant made his first steps? Or when Natalie started speaking properly?“ She told him with anger, hot tears streaming down at your faces.

“Peggy, calm down. It’s ok. He is here now and don’t talk like that about your father..” You said but she shot you a look, as deadly as hell.

“No mom it’s not ok! You know what? Fuck it! I’m going to sleep” She said locking the door behind her. Steve took you in his arms while you both cried.

“I’m such a horrible mother.” You whispered to him and he caressed the back your neck.

“No Y/N, you’re not. She just needs some space. I love you. Every person in this house.” You heard your baby crying. “Go to sleep baby. I’m going to get Grant to sleep. I want to spend some time with him and you. You’re tired y/n. I will come back to you in seconds.” He mumbled to your ear as you gave him a kiss on his cheek.

Steve moved to the baby’s room and took him in his arms.” Hey little Grant. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you were born. I was just trying to keep all of you safe.. Now your sister hates me, but I love her. I love every of you. You’re my family. “ The baby stopped crying and giggled. “Your so cute. I think you got your mother’s personality.” Now Grant started closing his eyes. “Goodnight my little.” He said and left the room. After visiting all the kids rooms for a goodnight, he went to Peggy’s.

“Peggy, can we talk?” He knocked the door but got no response. “Peggy are you there?” He slowly opened the door but found nothing on it. Quickly, he ran to your room, shaking you to wake up. “Peggy’s gone!”

“What do you mean?” You asked as he stood there in shock. “I visited her room but she wasn’t in there! I searched everywhere.” You got off the bed and ran to her room. The posters of her favorite Tv Show still hanged on the wall but something was off. You found a note in the corner of the wall, near to her almost black photograph.

Agent Y/L/N and Captain Rogers

We have your daughter Peggy Rogers . We won’t hurt her. Not until tommorow. You bring s.h.i.e.l.d’s information till 8:00 PM. If you won’t, your daughter want be the same again.

“No, no, no!” You screamed as Steve holded you. “What are we going to do now?”

“I’ll call Tony..” He said, sweat mixed with tears and his shaking voice echoed through the room. “We have a problem.. Peggy is kidnapped and someone left us a note… Yeah.. Ok.. We’re coming.”

“Wait how about James, Natalie and Grant?” You asked Steve and he walked towards you, cupping your cheeks. “Laura agreed to take care of them.” You relieved a bit when he told you.

You opened the door to Clint and prepared your kids. “Don’t worry Y/N. We’ll find her.” He said before grabbing James and Natalie’s hands to lead them to the car. Steve followed with Grant still asleep.

“What if something goes wrong? If we don’t find her?” You said and Steve pecked your lips.

“We will find her, I promise..”

Avengers Facilities, New York City

“Guys I think I found something..” Tony shouted from the computer labs. With the little strength you had left you ran upstairs and sat next to Steve. “She’s in a Hydra base.. They sent us a video of her.” He said and clicked on the video.

Peggy was in a chair covered with chains. She was shouting to let her go and was pleading for help. The female agent next to her told her to stop yelling but she didn’t listen. She punched her instead, the black piercing on her bottom lip fell to the ground and blood covered her jaw. Steve punched the wall behind him and you cursed under your breath clenching your fists. “How hours away?” Pietro asked and Natasha looked at the screen, then on the clock.

“Three hours.” Natasha answered. The clock was writing 6 AM…

To be continued…

A reminder to myself and others: It’s important to let yourself rest when you need it 💙

Healing Wounds

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rating: T

Word Count: 3661

Warning: Strong cliches (miscommunication, bed sharing, etc.)

Summary: You and Mr. Metal Arm are ex-friends, but a mission leaves you stranded and you’re forced to stay in a motel room together. The catch? There’s only one bed.

Notes: why are my stories so long compared to everyone else’s?

if you have a request, my requests are open! also, if you want a part two to this (for some odd reason??? it’s a standalone, but if you like the personality of the reader, i guess) let me know!

Exhaustion plagued your body, but you kept a stern expression and marched on, despite being fairly slow. Bucky trudged along next to you, but you could tell he was slowing his pace down to match yours. The both of you were in the middle of nowhere, having gone on a mission with no extraction team. You were somewhere in America, at least you knew that, and the both of you were walking through a forest. It could be worse as you could have ended up in Arizona or somewhere ridiculously hot. The temperature in the forest was slightly warm for your tastes, especially due to all the gear you were wearing.

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Just because you can doesn’t mean you should. [ PETER PARKER x READER imagine ]

Peter Parker x Reader 

Prompt : [y/n] can’t sleep because of the noise from the party coming from the appartment above hers. She decided to go confront her new neighbor.

Warnings : Swearing [woops] , mention of fight, blood.

Be indulgent with me, it’s the first thing I write in TWO freaking YEARS, feedback is always appreciated

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The music was blasting in the whole residency. It was almost 1 A.M. when she was waken up by disturbance coming from the appartment above hers. “ Welcome to the Queens, “ she growled, putting her duvet on her face. It’s been two weeks only since she moved in this neighborhood with her father and she already regretted her father’s choice of career. First, she moved out of Maine, where she was borned and raised, then he decided to accept the promotion his job offered him, clearly the appartment was bigger than the last one, but he had a lot more hours to work. [y/n] has been busy all that time by getting the stuff out of the boxes, store all that business and by throwing out the box, discover the neighborhood a little.  She glanced at her room, cursing at the noise’s responsible. It was the last day of the holidays and even if she knew she couldn’t sleep well with the idea of passing her last high school year without her friends, surrounded by unknowns people, she would rather be in silence. She turned her back and try to get back to sleep. One hour later, music was still on. She sat up straight, ready to kill someone. She was a very calm person, but better not risk to piss her off. And she was, pissed off. She put off some sweetpants, an Iron Man sweatshirt, her sneakers and decided to go visit her so-lovely neighbor. She closed the door with her keys and she climb up the stairs two by two. In front of the door, she changed her mind, saying to herself that she better not start to argue with the neighbors, at least for her dad. She was about to turn her heels, when she heard a group of people, apparently drunk, shouting from the other side of the door. She fumed. “ Never mind, I’m probably not the only neighbor who is pissed off. “ she tried to reassure herself. She banged several times on the door before a boy opened it. He was quite young, probably the same age as her. The hair were messy, the eyes were browns, and there were a stupid grin on his face. She looked at him sternly, understanding that he was quite loaded. “ - You’re the one living here? She asked - Yes, Yes, that’s me, to whom have I-I the honor?” We could sense how concentrated he was to answer. “ - Me, your new neighbor from below. It’s more that 2 A.M. So do a favor to everyone living here and shut the music please “ she blurted. She astonished herself ; she kept her temper while saying everything she wanted to say. Well done, [y/n]. She looked at him fixedly until he react. He let out a curse and an apology and went into the meanders of his appartment full of people. After a few seconds, she heard the music being shut and people complaining at the host. He came back after a moment without failing falling on someone, before reappear in front of her. “ - Thank you neighbor, I- “ She was cut by people leaving his appartment, greating your neighbor, wishing him a good night. They shoved him a little and she took a step back, not wanting to know the same fate. He grumbled about the cleaning and put his attention on her “ - I don’t remember your name, new neighbor, he joked - It’s because I didn’t gave it to you, neighbor. By the way, nice buddies, very helpful for the cleaning. - That’s not really my “buddies”, they’re mostly high school colleagues, in fact. I had the appartment for myself so I thought “ well, I can have a party”, “ he muttered, looking at his feet. She sighed and start to go away. “ - Well, I have to go, neighbor, but remember that just because you can doesn’t mean you should. Good luck for cleaning this mess. “ She waved at him before go down the stairs. “ - Thanks! I’m Peter…. by the way “ he called before heading home. He scratched his head, admiring the terrible mess left by his “friends”. He started cleaning up, fearing her aunt’s coming home early. Spider-man would have trash to take out tommorow. 

She had the occasion to see him the next day. Happened that Peter Parker and her shared a few classes, in this new high school which was very much the same at her last. Peter was well different from the person she had met the day before. He was more of a loner and the people leaving his appartment yesterday , acted like they didn’t knew him. He had raised his head when she presented herself in class in the first period, recognizing the young woman he talked with the day before. She chatted with a few classmates and ate with them at midday. Even in Maine or here in New York, the schema was the same : sports guys’ table, cheerleaders’ table, geeks’s table, loners’ table, gothics’ table,etc.. She sighed, she wasn’t the type to girl to worry about thoses clichés, but she had to admit she felt lucky that she never been on the bottom of the social ladder. Even if she never had been of the top neither, thankfully. The idea of being the cliché girlfriend of a football player made her want to throw up. After lunch, she excused herself to go to the toilets. She put some fresh water on her face, to give her some courage for the rest of the day. While she was coming out of the toilet, she heard a thud from the other wall. She took a look before coming out, and saw a little crowd of football player in front of a locker. “ So Parker, you didn’t thanked me for bringing people to your party? Without me, I think you would have spend the night with your calculator! “ A player said, laughing, she remembered one of her classmate calling him Flash. She took a step aside , seeing Peter, blocked by Flash’s arm against one of the locker. Peter didn’t seemed to be bothered by the situation and kept the silence, which happened to anger the other. “ You seriously going to let me hit you without reacting? I’m more dissapointed by you that I already was Parker. “ he slipped in a surly tone.We could feel that his ego was touched, caused by the silence treatment Peter was giving him. Peter grinned, knowing he would pissed off the other and that he was going to get punched. He was waiting for the impact, but it didn’t come. Instead, a voice resonated behind Flash and his band. “ - Hey guys, can I get a high five? Because, attacking a personne and being four ? No, realy, what bravery, I applaud. “ [y/n] dropped, trying to be as cynic as possible. - Get away, newbie, you don’t want to have us on your back on your first day, do you ? Barked one of Flash’s sbire. - Oh yes, I’m going now, I’m impressed. Excuse my imprudence, she quipped, doing a little bow. Flash let go of Peter’s collar and came dangerously close from [y/n]. “ - Wanna play smart ass, but now, what are you’re gonna do? Saying, trying to get as close as he could from her, his hands in tight fists. - I let you the honnor to start, I’m not use to start fights. “  She felt her face going on the right side as she watched Flash fist moving, a smile on his face, obviously proud of himself. [y/n] smirked, touching her lip. She looked at her bloody thumb and smiled. He had managed to really pissed her off.  “ On the other hand, I’m used to finish them “ she slipped before catching her shoulder. As Flash reverted his attention to her, she made an arm lock and managed to get him strap up on the floor. She landed four well-placed punch, one at his cheekbone, one at his nose, another one at his jaw and the last one at his brow bone. She stood up normally, looking at the others. “ Who’s next “ she peered. The others apologized and get Flash back before leaving, under [y/n]’s smile. She then turned to Peter, still standing at the locker. She surprised herself by being afraid of his reaction, but been even more surprised when this one applause. “ - Well, I’m glad I turned down the music last night, he laughed - Instead of taking danse class, my father had me teached how to defend myself. Even if the danse classes I took after helped me to associate elasticity and defense. “ she chortled, realizing that she was telling her life to a complete stranger. But weirdly, she liked that Peter Parker, there were something mysterious about him that she enjoyed. He laughed and become serious again while looking at her face. “ But you should get some water on your lips because you’re bleeding well” He stuttered, not really knowing what to do. She carried her hand back to her lips, and laughed while whipping the blood, leaving Peter and going back to the toilets.She put some water on her lips and a few minutes later, the bleeding had stopped. She came out and was surprised to see Peter waiting for her.He scratched his head and as he was about to talk, the bell rang in the hallway, now full of people. They went silently to they classroom and take their places. The end of the day came quickly, Peter and [y/n] could admire Flash pushing everyone on his way. It was sure, his ego has took a big ass punch. [y/n] spend her way back home talking to Peter, they went along quite well. She talked to him about a movie, and she asked him if he wanted to come to her appartment so she could lend him the DVD and he accepted. Coming home, she was surprised to see the door unlocked but felt relieved when she saw her dad’s imposing stature in the kitchen. “ - Dad it’s me! I didn’t expected you this soon! she exclaimed, hugging her dad from behind.Peter took a look of the appartment living room and turned back when he heard [y/n]’s dad laughed. - You think I was going to miss your first day of class? He laughed but his smile dissapeared when he looked at his daughter. What happened? Did you get into a fight? - Yes.But nothing serious.You should see the other one’s face. You know I can take care of myself, she hinted trying to ease her dad. It was the case. - Just because you can doesn’t mean you should , he protested, ruffling her her. “ She groused before remembering her neighbor’s presence.  “ - By the way dad, this is Peter Parker, we have a few classes together and he lives on the apartment above us. Peter, this is my dad. “  She stepped aside and left the two men chat while looking for her DVD. “ - Nice to meet you kid, I’m mister Castle, but you can call me Franck. - Nice to meet you Sir “ he stummered, shaking his new neighbor’s massive hand. “ [y/n] reappeared giving Peter the DVD and they went to the door. “ - You’ll tell me your opinion! - No problem! See you tomorrow, warrior “ he joked before heading home. He was greeted by his aunt, who questionned him about how his day went. He answered quickly, claiming having a lot of homework. In his room, he thought about how crazy this day has been, mostly about the encounter with [y/n]. She exuted something special and her reflexes where on point. He laughed quietly, wondering if she could stand before Spiderman. After he was done with his light homework, and that he was sure her aunt was going out for her night shift, he put on his hero’s costume. As Peter Parker, he had time to think about his aunt, his studies, the bullies who thought they were scaring him, about [y/n]. But as Spiderman, he had to put thoses things aside. Especially since a few days, the human spider had found a new enemy. What was at first an urban legend just litteraly came alive. Coming back to the Queens, where he was born, the man was following no rules and allowed himself to kill a lot of people, from the mafia for sure, but people still. He was webbing from buildings to buildings and landed on a rooftop. It dominated the city, and he could listen to the police’s radio so he could find that man. He was easy to be identified, this man has been awarded the nickname ; the Punisher.

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