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I’m better than him (Peter Parker x Reader)

Hello guys! I always wanted to write imagines and stuff on tumblr because I love reading them. I’m not sure if this turned out good it’s actually my first imagine and if you have requests PLEASE send them in. Thank you so much!

Warnings: It’s a little bit heated (make out and stuff but no smut).

Word count:1.507

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You were in the kitchen of the Stark Tower enjoying the tea Wanda just made for you and Natasha. In the Avengers, these two women were your favorite people. They were your best friends even though the age difference was a little bit much. You guys were having your usual conversation you always have in the mornings. Wanda was asking if Natasha would join to her training today and you were waiting for Natasha’s answer because you also needed a training today. You were avoiding your trainings with Natasha for two weeks now because you just couldn’t find the motivation. You were so confused and you couldn’t think anything else but him. Who could blame you? He was adorable, he was kind and he was intelligent. You haven’t met a guy like him before. You technically haven’t met a guy properly before because you were really afraid to be close with someone, even starting a conversation with them was a challenge for you. That’s why you couldn’t find the motivation to train with Natasha for weeks, you were really angry at yourself that you couldn’t even just try to be friends with him. Also, you were really upset because Peter wasn’t talking to you either. You were probably the only people who hadn’t talked for once in the tower. You heard someone saying your name then you realized Natasha was asking if you would like to come to the training this afternoon with Wanda. You said “Yeah sure.”  Then Wanda asked :

“Hey are you okay? You seemed like you were thinking about something that makes you upset?”

“What? I’m fine.” You tried to smile but you wanted to tell Wanda and Natasha everything. You were sure that they would find a solution but you just couldn’t.

Natasha raised her eyebrow and said : “ You know you can’t fool us Y/N right? We have known you for so long and I can’t stand you being sad. You have been avoiding me for weeks and you barely talk to us in our regular morning meetings. Just please tell us we want to help you.”

Wanda nodded: “She is absolutely right. Now what’s bothering your beautiful mind?”

You gulped: “Well. I have never talked to you guys about something like this. I don’t know how or where to start. You know how I am. I can’t easily express what I feel or think.”

They stared at you for a second then Wanda smiled: “O

I think I have a guess.”

You hoped she was right because you just couldn’t talk about Peter to anyone. It was really a secret for you.

“It’s about the spider-boy.”

Natasha started laughing and Wanda and you were really confused why she was laughing. You both looked at her waiting for an answer. She finally said : “Oh it’s really about the spider-boy? Oh my god Y/N, why didn’t you tell us, you two would have been dating for like months now. I actually never realized because I’m pretty sure you guys talked for once?”

“We never did” you smiled. You were relieved, you knew your best friends would solve your problem immediately.

“Why don’t I ask him to train with us this afternoon? Then you guys would pair up and finally talk?” said Wanda smiling at you. At first you were going to refuse it because it really scared you to talk to him. But then you realized you needed to break your walls and finally reach what makes you happy. You were sure this time it was Peter.

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You were nervously waiting in the training room with Natasha, who already started her training. You were thinking about what you should say to him but everything that came to your mind suddenly left you when you heard Peter’s voice: “Hi Y/N!” You turned around and saw him smiling at you. At first you couldn’t remember what you were supposed to say when you only needed to say “Hi”. Instead you said “Oh my god you talked to me!” You didn’t realize what you just said until Peter said : “Yeah you are right we never really talked it’s pretty crazy right?”

“Right” you started sweating not knowing what to do. Awkward silence kept going for three minutes until Peter said: “You know what, let’s go and have lunch I’m starving and that would be a better way to get to know each other. Unless you greet yourself to people by punching and kicking them.” He laughed. You smiled: “Why not.”

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That lunch was the best decision of your life. You finally had a proper conversation with Peter and it actually made you love him more. It had been three months since that lunch and you guys were best friends right now. You realized Peter was just like you. He was shy and he had the same difficulities you had. That why it took so long for you two to become friends.

“You know what I think when I look at you and Peter? Just make out already! You guys are driving me crazy. That poor boy has been trying to kiss you for you so long.”

You turned around and saw Natasha reading a book in the couch behind you.

“What* He just likes me as a friend Natasha everyone knows that. I don’t think he would want to ‘make out’ with me, I have never even kissed someone you know?”

“So Peter will be the first. Tonight.”

“Nat are you serious? How? What are you going to do, push him towards me and make my first kiss an accident?” You laughed.

“You know Tony’s going to have a party tonight. Obviously here. Just ask him then since this is a special occasion I’m sure he will FINALLY make the move.” You thought Natasha wasn’t being serious. But the things she said made you happy and your reminded yourself, again, you were going to break your walls.

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Music was too loud. You saw Tony’s friends, the Avengers and their friends too. It was more crowded than it usually is in Tony’s parties. You were really nervous but you kept reminding yourself you can’t keep your hopes high eventually you will be the one that is upset if nothing happens. Peter was already ten minutes late and you were just going to give up when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around smiling but then you saw it wasn’t Peter. It was one of the Wanda’s friends but he seemed to be close to your age. You talked to him few times before the party.

“Hi Y/N.”

“Hello.”

“I saw you were alone and I was wondering if you could dance with me. I barely know the people here and I know you so?”

“Sure, why not?” You gave up on Peter. You knew he wasn’t going to come so you told yourself I won’t make myself upset this time.

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You were having so much fun dancing with Harry, talking to him. It had been an hour and you realized the crowd was bigger. You barely could see the people you know. Just when you were going to tell Harry what happened between you and Peter and thank him for being your company tonight he grabbed your waste and pulled you closer to himself. You were a bit shocked but you just smiled. You attempted to hug him. He pushed your hands and tried to kiss you. Then you heard a familiar voice saying : “Y/N?”

You turned around and saw Peter : “Hey.” You just looked at him, angry.

“I can’t believe this Y/N I have been waiting for you an hour.”

“What? I never saw you I thought you weren’t coming then Harry asked if we could dance and I said okay.”

“I-I was actually going to be the one who kisses you tonight but that’s okay you seem happy with him.” He was broken. He stormed off the room and you were shocked.

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“Peter stop!” you were following him for so long you ran out of breath.

“What do you want?” He asked with a blank face.

“I’m sorry I thought you weren’t going to come.”

“I did. Y/N I don’t deserve you. I made you wait for only a kiss for three months. I’m sorry I’m not like Harry or the other guys.”

“Pet-“

“Never mind. I can’t do this anymore.” Just when you thought he was going to leave, he pinned you against the wall behind and started kissing you.  It was actually a very rough kiss but you enjoyed it. He stopped for a second and whispered : “I’m better than him.”

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Worry - Tony Stark x Reader

Words: 1351 Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader Featuring: Clint Barton, Steve Rogers Warnings: slight angst Requested by anon “what’s up ;) lmao that was weird anyways, how would you feel about making a tony stark oneshot/imagine (because he doesn’t get enough love) where maybe the reader is dating tony and he has kept her in a safe house also (like clint does) and they find out about her after the location has been compromised and she was attacked/killed ;)) wow I’m angsty af and this was very descriptive sorry!!! love you and your writing!!” Authors Note: I love writing cute Tony so this was a must.

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“Yes, Tony, I’m perfectly fine.” You smiled into the phone, as you cooked yourself lunch.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

You laughed. “What has got you so freaked out?”

“I don’t know, I’m just, scared.” He sighed.

“Don’t worry about me, it’s called a safe house for a reason, remember?” You told him, as you continued to make a sandwich.

“I guess you’re right.” Tony said, quietly. Tony took a page out of Barton’s book and put you in a safe house when you two fell in love and things started to get dangerous. Being engaged, he didn’t want anything to happen to you. It anyone to know that you existed- not even his teammates.

“I’m babysitting the Barton children today, remember? We’ll be fine.” You reminded him. Okay, Clint was the only one who knew you existed, which was okay. Tony trusted him, since he does have a family. And it gave you a chance to make friends with the family and their children- and be able to babysit.

“Be careful.” Tony said.

“Stark?” You heard a voice- probably Steve Rogers.

“Yeah?” Tony answered, moving the phone away a bit.

“Are you on the phone?” He asked.

“Mhm.” Tony said.

“Is it important?”

You could hear Tony sigh. “I guess, not.”

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A sound loud as thunder made you jump for a short second. More loud noises. Things falling to the ground. The known noises. You released a sigh and smiled as you turned around, just as a tall, young boy dressed in a superhero suit stumbled straight into the lab. “Missed the window again?” you asked him casually, trying not to laugh. 

He ignored your question and asked instead. “Is anybody else here?” 

“No. Like always, it’s only you and me. Calm down, Spidey” you laughed as the boy grabbed the mask from behind and pulled it from his head, revealing his true identity. 

“Oh god, wait. There’s somebody!” you suddenly said and panicked dramatically. 

“What?” he said confused and shocked at the same time. Desperately he tried to get the mask back on but stopped himself soon as he noticed how you started to laugh. “Ha ha, how funny. It’s been the fifth time since you pulled that joke”

“And you still believe it” you smiled. “Now come on, change clothes. I actually worked on something really cool for your suit last night.” 

Peter smiled at you as he walked back into your room to change into normal clothes. With his suit, he looked like your dad. Despite the fact that your dad made his suit but what you meant was that he looked older than he actually was. In his normal day clothes, he looked younger but not that that is a bad thing. He looked just the right age. “So, what have you been working at?” he asked and came closer to you. 

“It’s nothing big but I thought it was quite cool” you said and handed him a new pair of web shooters on which you worked on. Peter looked closer at it. Him and you started to hang out more often since you know about each other or mostly you know about Peter being Spider-Man. He is pretty clever just as you are and he had quite good ideas for new inventions. Also he was close your age. That’s why you liked working and hanging out with him, rather than have to work with your dad and his friends. 

Suddenly the signal appeared at the ceiling, making you smile proudly. Peter starred at the red beam, which projects the Signal. “That’s absolutely… awesome” he stuttered a bit, still starring at it. 

“Glad to know you like it” you chuckled as glanced at him. “Let’s change the web shooters and then we still have some work to do.”

“Alright, boss” he teased. You rolled your eyes, wanting to throw something after him as he went to grab his suit. 

Caught (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: Bucky catches the reader singing in the kitchen.

Word Count: 700ish

Warnings: a few swears?

(M/f/n) = male friend’s name

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You and Bucky shared a floor in the tower and were quite close. He’d come home late from a mission yesterday so you assumed he’d be sleeping in late. So you took the opportunity to bake him a bunch of cakes and biscuits.

During your baking, you FaceTimed one of your friends (m/f/n) and you played cheesy love songs which the two of you were singing along to.

Bucky walked down the hallway very early on in the playlist, while you were singing loudly to “Careless Whisper” by George Michael. He’d decided to stay quiet and hidden to see what you were up to without scaring you.

He’d managed to not be caught for at least half an hour, listening to terrible renditions of songs like “Every Breath You Take” or “I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing” and he’d only just managed to stifle his laughter at your ridiculous singing and dancing to “Take My Breath Away” from the Top Gun film you’d made him watch a few weeks back.

About halfway through “I’ll Make Love To You” you pointed at your iPhone to your friend as you sang the chorus. Bucky craned his neck to see what you were pointing at and his heart dropped when he saw you’d been FaceTiming a guy this whole time, and that all those songs were probably aimed at him.

He sighed as he began to walk away and his disappointment made his presence known to you, “Bucky! You’re awake!” You ran up and hugged him and he forced a smile.

“Hey, what’s with the fake smile mister?” You could see right through him.

“I’m just tired from yesterday, (y/n), I’m alright.”

“Well that’s why I made you all this!” You spread out your arms and gestured to all the cakes and cookies that were cooling on the counter.

“Ah thanks (y/n).” He hugged you.

“You don’t seem very surprised about it.” You raised an eyebrow.

“Well-uh… I may have been watching you singing and dancing for a while now.” He said with a small smile - genuine this time.

Your jaw dropped, “Ah fuck, how long exactly?” You asked, hoping for a good reply.

He thought for a second before replying, “Umm, the first song I remember was George Michael.”

You grabbed your laptop and looked at the playlist. “Shit, that was like 40 minutes ago. Oh god this is embarrassing.” You put your face in your hands before a voice spoke up, “I’m still here you know.”

“Oh shit, sorry (m/f/n). I’ll talk to you later okay, I need to gather up my dignity. I’m never gonna dance again.” And you mentally cursed your choice of words when you heard Bucky murmur ‘my guilty feet have got no rhythm’.

“Alright, no worries, speak later.” He spoke and you hung up.

“Who’s that?” Bucky asked, expecting the worst.

“Oh that’s just my friend from my old work. Cheesy love songs are kinda our thing.” You smiled to yourself and then looked up at Bucky, who looked a lot happier than before.

“What’s perked you up all of a sudde-?” You asked before being cut off by his lips on yours.

You broke apart for air. “I thought he was your boyfriend and that’s why you were singing those songs.”

“God no, we’re just really close friends.” You said through giggles.

“Good.” Bucky smiled before kissing you again before an obnoxious beeping sounded in the room.

“Oh fuck, the gingerbread is burning.” You ran to the oven to take them out and put them on a cooling rack.

You sauntered back over to Bucky, “where were we?” And you began to kiss again.

“Ah yes! Food! Thanks for telling me FRIDAY!” You pulled apart as Tony practically shrieked as he entered the kitchen and went to pick up a gingerbread before dropping it and squealing at the heat of it.

“Hands off Tony! They’re for Bucky.” You snapped and he stepped back.

“What, all of it?” He asked with puppy dog eyes.

“Yep. Now get lost.”

“But (y/n).” He whined, drawling out your name.

“If I let you take a rack of cookies, will you leave us alone for a little while.” Bucky offered.

“Yes! Definitely! Wait, why do you wanna be left alo- oh gross!” He looked in disgust and picked up a rack and sprinted off.

You both giggled and carried on with no more interruptions.

Silver & Gold

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: This was basically inspired by the lovely works of Robert Frost and J.R.R. Tolkien :)  shoutout to my lovie @danny-escobar for editing♡

Word Count: 1891

Warnings: none I guess

The view from Stark Tower was truly amazing, especially at night. The stars surrounded the moon, kissing the black velvet backdrop of the night sky. The view had come with your recruitment as an Avenger. You had been with the team for a few months now, but the view never got old.

“Can’t sleep?” You turned around, startled. Bucky stood against the door-frame, wearing a thin t-shirt that outlined his muscles. You blushed, but thankfully in the dark you couldn’t tell.

“I was just enjoying the view,” you said, turning back around. “It’s amazing up here.” Bucky chuckled and came to stand by you.

“It’s kind of dark out for a little ray of sunshine like you.”

Ever since you got recruited, the team had called you sunshine or a ray of sunshine because you refused to let other people bring you down. It was now a running joke, and it was Bucky’s favorite. You were somewhat close with Bucky. You often stayed up late together, and you even talked with him after one of his recurring nightmares. Every time you were around him, your heart would beat a little faster, which was seriously annoying.

“Maybe the dark needs a little light to balance it out.” You didn’t take your eyes off the sky, constellations glittering and winking at you. You could tell Bucky was looking at you, but you pretended not to notice.

“So if you’re the sun, what does that make me?” He leaned on the railing next to you, following your gaze up. You turn to look at him, and study his side profile. His jawline had more structure than your life, carved by the hands of Michelangelo himself. The gentle slope of his nose, the way his cheekbone smoothed into the curve of his mouth, the sharp edge of his jaw giving way to a small dimple in his chin; it was all so beautiful. Bucky turned to look at you, and you became very aware that you were only a foot apart.

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23, 41, and 53 with Steve and a female reader? Lots of angst but ends with fluff? Congrats of yoir 1k, sweetheart! You're a great writer and you deserve more!

23.   “Have you lost your damn mind!? 

41.   “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” 

53.   “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Word Count: 1, 466

Genre: Angst/Romance

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY, I COULDN’T STOP MYSELF. ENJOY NONNIE!

The teamwere huddled under a slab of ground propped against the side of a building-Thor’s hand was laying flat against it to keep it stable. Everyone was pantingwith what might as well have been buckets of sweat littering every part oftheir skin. Uniforms were torn, skin was bleeding and you were struggling tohold yourself together. It seemed impossible for this to become a successfulmission.

Within25 minutes you had witnessed more suffering and death than ever before, andmost of the team were the same, leaving most of you mentally exhausted. Yet themission was far from done. Hydra had ambushed you with the biggest and toughestarmy you’d possibly fought or would ever fight. There was not enough ofanything- not enough bullets, not enough time, and not enough of the good guys.And you were tired, tired in every way, your head was lolling on your shouldersand your grip on the gun strapped to your hip was loosening.

“We’refar from done here, Clint, I’m going to need you and Stark to get the rest ofthe civilians out of the area-“

“Stevethis is a dead end, we’re completely outnumbered in all aspects,” Clint sighed,resting his head on his knees. Nat was pushed against his shoulder.

“We can’tgive up now, we can do this,” Steve pushed out the words, his expressions and bodysaying the complete opposite to what you were hearing.

“GodSteve, look at us, we’re done,” Clint countered.

“Fine.Thor and I can take this one, get back on the plane and if I tell you to leaveyou do it. Got it?” Steve sighed, getting to his feet along with everyone else.He glanced down at you who was still sitting and held his palms out to you.Your shaking hands grabbed his and he hoisted you to your boot clad feet. Herustled up a small smile and began running out from the makeshift shelter, Thorfollowing in his footsteps.

Wandastumbled over to you, linking her arm around yours. Her head rested on yourbruised shoulder as you shook your head softly. “I can’t let him go out thereon his own, Maximoff.”

Shelifted her head and said, “Look, he’s a supersoldier he’s got this, he’ll beback in no time and you can finally go on that date you’ve been putting off.”

Youfreed your arm from your grip and bent down to grab the knife sitting on hercalf. You snapped up quickly and backed away from her. “Please just go to theplane.”

Wandareached out for you but you had already begun sprinting off towards the two menthrowing their weapons sloppily. You stood next to Steve who was giving ordersto Thor and asked what you could help with.

“Y/N,you can stay on the grou-“ Steve began, but stopped when the realisation hithim, “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I’m notletting us find another reason not to go on our date,” You smiled as youflipped around the knife in your hand. Steve grinned at you and you ran forwardand began slicing at the hydra soldiers who came near you.

“Y/L/N,have you lost your damn mind?” Steve laughed gently through the earpiece.

“Blame yourself, Rogers”

Youwouldn’t admit it, but you were struggling against the many fighters throwingthemselves at you with deadly weapons all aiming towards you. In particular, you werehaving a heated battle with one of the strongest soldiers there. He had a largesilver blade in one hand and a sleek black gun in the other, with many moreweapons strapped to his back. Dodging constantly, you tried to aim at his torsobut you seemed to hit air every time.

Thefight seemed to last hours but it was mere minutes until your footing startedgetting messy and all sense of hand-eye coordination was gone. Yet, the Hydraagent seemed to be feeding off of your mistakes and he was slowly overpoweringyou. His blade sliced your palm slightly as you tried to dodge his weapon.Worriedly, you looked over to Steve who was entangled in a fight himself and Thorwas knocking multiple agents out with one wave of his hammer. You were alone.

As yourfeet stumbled over one another you offered a blow to the agent and successfullycut through the flesh on his thigh. He yelped out in pain but quickly recoveredby snatching your only weapon from your hands. Evidently, he was smirking atyou as moved closer, your weapon now comfortably sitting in his hand. His legwacked out and flipped you onto your back. The small knife that belonged toWanda was pressed roughly to your neck and your hands were being held tightlyto the ground.

Youclosed your eyes as you waited for the Hydra agent to end the fight, andfocused on the throbbing in your palm to remember that you were alive. But thecold was lifted from your neck. You opened your eyes to the agent who wasstaring at the blade in his hands. Though you weren’t worried, you saw Steverunning behind the man in black, determination covering his face. All yourenergy was concentrated on trying to break free, though you were focused onSteve and how fast he was running. Steve was going to save you. You knew it.

Then,you felt it. The sharp metal being pushed into your abdomen. It was as if youcould feel it yet you couldn’t feel anything. No pain was there as the Hydraagent pulled it away from your body. If it wasn’t for seeing the crimson liquidspilling out, then you would believe you hadn’t actually been stabbed. In themoment you didn’t really believe it. You just believed that Steve was coming tofree you from the grips of the yellow toothed man that resembled a human sizedrat.

And hedid. He did get the man off of you. But he couldn’t save you from the gapinghole that was staining your clothes red.

“Y/N,stay with me, there’s someone coming to help you” Steve gasped. The most horrificlook was etched onto his features and his eyes appeared to be clouding over.

Youreached your hand up to his cheek. It was hot and damp from sweat, and now whatseemed to be salty tears trickling down them. Swiping your thumb under hiseyes, you collected a droplet on the pad of your thumb and smiled, “I totallyhad him on the ropes. I wore him out for you.”

Stevelet out a pained laugh, his right hand applying as much pressure as he could toyour wound. “Does it hurt?” He stupidly asked.

“Nah, Ifeel peachy.” You grinned, still wiping the small trail of tears. “And I also-“

Breathingwas becoming harder no matter how deeply you were trying to breathe. You triedyour damn hardest to keep your eyes open but fighting with the agent and alsofighting to breathe, had worn you out completely. You heaved your chest in hopethat it would stop the hot sensation in your stomach stop but nothing wouldmake it disappear, not even the high amount of pressure Steve was applying.

“What isit?” Steve asked, his free hand was brushing the stray pieces of hair from yourface.

The blueof his eyes seemed to be brighter than before, though you put it down to thelack of oxygen that was blurring your vision. “I’m not terrified of dying,Steve.”

Steveshook his head vigorously, “Don’t say things like that, Bruce and Tony are ontheir way with Dr. Cho.”

Smilingat him you reached up to twirl the blonde strands of his hair between yourfingers, “But-“ Your eyes closed for a moment as you whispered, “I think I’m inlove with you and I’m terrified.”

Steveshook you gently, your eyes flickered open to see him crying and grinning- ifanyone saw him they’d think he was a madman. “So you’re terrified of loving me,but not of dying?”

“Withouta doubt.”

Hediverted his attention to your wound, the blood seemed to be pouring out of it,no matter how much pressure he was applying. His head whipped around in searchof Bruce and Tony that said they’d be there straight away and that you’d befine.

“Theyshould be here a-“ Steve started, but as he turned around he noticed you’dclosed your eyes again and he knew that no matter what you had to stay awake. ““You need to wake up because Ican’t do this without you.” 

“You’re not getting rid of me that easily, Rogers.”