
HE/HIM!!!. Bisexual. Trans. I like Marvel, BBC Sherlock, Good Omens, Supernatural, and Doctor Who. I {sometimes} write fanfics {ish} & Thorbruce is pretty much my life ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Gif Not Mine

Gif not mine
Does anyone else find this little hip wiggle-y thing kind of sexy??
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My mom: What’re you thinking about?
Me: *thinks about thorbruce, ironstrange, stucky, my misunderstood boi Loki, while continually praising marvel and hoping it burns to ashes*
Me: Nothing.

Isn’t this the place where Mr.Fredricson’s supposed to go in up???

Is this copying or what???
Death Brings Us Closer
Hey!!! This is the first fic i’ve ever posted, so it’s kind of nerve-wracking. It’s a peter parker x reader fic, and i tried to be gender-neutral. Also it’s disregarding a ton of events in the movies... If anyone sees this, positive comments are encouraged :)
Warning: Swearing & near-death experience ( i don’t dive into that)
Summary: You’re recovering from a near-death experience with the avengers.
You jumped. It seemed uncalled for, but this was your personality. You were always bullied in college, but this was extreme. A group of kids, boys & girls alike had chased you up onto the roof of the Mettely dorms. The dusty ground was hard to get your fitting on, but they had pursued you up there with no problems. Now, they were backing into you. The main problem was that this roof had no barrier, so one wrong move and you would be flying down a 10-story drop. Might as well just kill yourself now. You gulped hard as you glanced behind you. The edge of the building was less than 2 feet away, and the people were still coming towards you. You needed a plan, and now.
“What, you afraid of heights?” The guy you assumed was the leader said. He had a smug look on his face.
The thing is, you were a spiteful person. If someone said you couldn’t do something, you went right ahead and did it, not caring whether you would get hurt or die. That was mainly the reason you’d reputation was so bad.
“You can’t survive that jump! Nobody can! So why don’t you just surrender now?” The rest of the people nodded & smirked, agreeing with the guy.
Like an idiot, you went “No one can survive it, huh? Then I’ll be the first!”
You jumped off the roof. Big mistake. The ground was cement under you. Nothing to break you fall. Your life flashed before your eyes. You didn’t think it would end at the age of 19. As your head hit the cement, you heard gasps had shouts from everyone around you. All you could feel was a throbbing pain in your lungs and your head. Well this is what death feels like, you thought. It was the last thing you thought before you blacked out, barely breathing. You didn’t hear a person trying to talk to you, you didn’t feel him pick you up, you didn’t see his car that he rushed you in to get you to the safest place he knew, where some of the best doctors were.
He didn’t know if you were alive anymore.
When you woke up, you could hear people discussing something about someone. Your head was throbbing and it felt like there was an elephant sitting on your stomach. You opens you eyes to see 5 different people who you had never met in your life standing over you. Wait, you may have seen two of them before, but right now, you believed everything and nothing.
“Hurgruphungf” you said trying to get up. You were quickly pushed back down by a boy.
“Where.... what... who...??” You mange to stutter out.
“Oh, you’re up. I can’t believe you’re alive. That was a pretty bad fall. What were you doing jumping off a 10-story building, anyway? Are you suicidal? That’s rough. Anyway, based on the diagnosis and some of the treatments...” You cut the boy off by covering his mouth with your hand, which had a metric ton of tubes taped to it.
“Who. The fuck. Are you.” You said, making it clear that there was no messing about with you.
“Ah, you probably don’t know me. We go to the same university, NYU? I’m in second year, and I think you’re in first? Do I have that right? Anyway, I’m Peter, and this is Bruce, Shuri, Dad, and Dr. Dad. Also known and Tony and Stephen.”
“Ah, yes, knowing there names. That makes me understand why I’m in a hospital bed and my head really hurts and I’m surrounded by a bunch of fucking geniuses!!!” You snapped back. It was just your nature in times like this that you got really sarcastic & snarky.
“Oh, I guess you wouldn’t remember. You jumped off the Mettely dorms roof? Possibly because you’re suicidal? I think? I mean you might not be, but, I-“ Peter was babbling, so you decided to help him by slapping your have over his mouth again.
“I’m not suicidal, those people were backing me into the edge of the roof and there was no barrier so I was going to fall. They’re these bullies and I’ve been their target since the first day I got to university but they never went so far as to almost push me off a building. Then one of them said I couldn’t jump off the side of the building so I had to prove them wrong, right? So I jumped off to show them I could survive and now I’m here.” You stopped to take a breath. By now everyone in the room was staring at you. Even the Bruce guy had stopped checking your vitals to stare at you. Peter gently removed your head from his face and asked,
“So you’re not suicidal?”
“Yeah.” You replied. You had decided that you liked him. For now. As long as he didn’t do anything idiotic or mean.
“Good to know.” He said.
Then, the guy named Tony started taking about your injuries and what they needed to do. It bored you after about 30 seconds, and Peter noticed this and caught your eye, giving you a thumbs up. You gave him a small smile.
“Got it?” Tony concluded.
“Um, yeah, as long as there are no amputations and I can walk and stuff after.” You said, trying not to make it obvious you weren’t listening.
“No, no amputations. There will be surgery, though, and it will take about a year to recover.” The Stephen guy said. He looked like a wizard or something, with those clearly defined cheekbones.
“A fucking year??” You asked dubiously.
“Yes.” Stephen responded.
“Do you have a plan for keeping up with schoolwork?” Shuri asked.
“I don’t even have a ‘pla’” you respond. Peter gives a small laugh at your friends quote.
“Alright, we’re gonna have to put your under for this. Peter, out.” Bruce said, getting down to business.
“But I-“
“Out, Peter!”
“Hmph.”
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After you had woken up, it was revealed that you had been asleep for a day and a half. Much longer than they had expected. But you were alive, and the surgery was a success. It left you feeling like shit.
Peter came to visit you with this really, really tall guy who didn’t look human. He was blonde with one blue and one brown-ish colour. He was wearing armour, which was weird because it didn’t seem like there was a fight going on. Also, he had a huge hammer. Were they planning to just kill you now?
“Hey, you’re up! I just wanted to check. This is my friend, Thor. Thor, this is... I actually don’t think I know your name! Weird. What is it?”
“It’s y/n.”
“Ah. Well, Thor, this is y/n.”
“Greetings, midgardian! I am Thor, god of thunder, king of Asgard.”
“Well, I’m y/n, the biggest idiot you’ll ever meet, who lives their life out of spite.”
Peter laughed a little at this. He seemed to like your sense of humour, which is a good sign.
“I am very unfamiliar with midgardian culture. Anything I should know?” Thor asked eagerly.
“Yes. Live by this word, which is ‘being in a total state of awareness’. The word is: Unagi.” You said, doing the hand motion with your first two fingers like a gun next to your eyeball. Thor gave you a confused look, but nodded along. Peter was laughing really hard, by was trying to hide it.
“Also, the best pickup line is ‘how you doin’?” Peter added on.
“I see.” Thor said, intrigued.
“What’re you guys telling him?” Bruce said, walking in to check on you to or like the ninth time today.
“Unagi.” You said, doing the hand motion.
“And ‘how you doin’?’” Peter said.
Bruce facepalmed. “Don’t listen to them. They’re trying to mess with you.”
“I am confused.” Thor said.
“Alright, you two need to get out so y/n can rest.” Bruce said, ending the conversation.
“Bye, y/n. By the way, I’m spider-man.” Peter said as he left.
“Wait, what? You’re joking, right?” You said. Peter just smiled and left the room with Thor.
“He’s spider-man?” You ask Bruce, hoping that he was joking.
“Yeah, I guess you should know, since you’re gonna be here for awhile. He’s spider-man, I’m the hulk, Tony’s iron man and Stephen’s the sorcerer supreme. Cool, right?” Bruce said nonchalantly.
“Um, yeah. That’s kind of a big deal! I mean like I’m surrounded by avengers & stuff... like. Wow.” You said, slightly shocked.
“Do you wanna lift your arm?” Bruce asked. You knew the question was rhetorical, but you took the opportunity anyway.
“Oh, I wish I could, but I don’t want to.” You said, quoting friends again.
“You’re just like a friends quote machine, aren’t you?”
“Yyyyep!”
“So anyway, what’s going on for you?” Bruce asked.
“Well, I’m in a hospital bed surrounded by avengers, so that happens. You?”
Bruce sighed. “I’m trying to find a way to ask Thor out, but I don’t know how.”
“I’m not great with advice, but can I interest you with a sarcastic comment?”
Bruce have you a dirty look.
“Fine, I’ll stop.” You said.
“Really?”
“No.”
“Ok, well. I really like him, but he’s dated girls in the past and he might not be gay and I don’t want to ruin our really close friendship, y’know?”
“Yeah, that’s a tough situation. If he doesn’t like you than this is all a moo point. It’s like a cow’s opinion. It doesn’t matter. It’s moo.” You replies, hoping he wouldn’t choke the life out of you. Bruce laughed a little and went back to checking you.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad here.
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“Come on! A horse would totally win in a fight with a cow!” You laughed, debating with Peter. You two had gotten really close over the past year. You had even gotten to go on a vacation with the avengers. Your life had pretty much gone back to normal. You had your own room in the avengers tower, because Bruce, Shuri, Tony and Stephen wanted to make sure you were ok. You would be leaving in a week, and it was sad to think you had to leave these people who’d basically become your family behind. It felt wrong. But they didn’t want you here, right? They were just being nice & caring for you. Yeah. It’s right to leave.
“Hey, you know Thor & Bruce went on a date?” Peter said.
“They didn’t!”
“They did! They’re a thing now!”
“Oh my god!”
“I know!”
“Ah, i’m gonna miss this.” You said kind of sadly.
“Yeah. Why do you have to go?” Peter pouted.
“It’s not helpful for me to stay here! I’m just a thorn in your guys’ side.”
Peter gave you a disappointed look. Over the course of the year, he had fallen in love with you. He tried really hard to repress it, but he just loved everything about you and it broke his heart that you had to go. You would see each other on campus, but it wasn’t the same. The worst part is you were totally oblivious to it.
“Do you ever have bad days?” Peter asked.
“Sure, I have my bad days, but then I remember what a cute smile I have. Hey, I have an idea for a trick we can play on Thor.” You said, a mischievous smile on your face.
“Do you wanna get Loki to help?”
“Yes. Trust me, it’ll be great.”
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A week later, it was the day of your departure. By 9:00 am, you had gotten all of your stuff together. It was only a backpack of clothes, because that’s all you really needed when you were there. The avengers supplied the rest. You went to the living room where most of the avengers were to say goodbye.
“Hey, guys. Just wanted to say bye before I leave.”
Stephen and a couple other people stood up and walked over to talk to you.
“You sure have made a fast recovery for someone who almost died a year ago.” Tony joked. He was practically hanging off Stephen’s side.
“Yeah. Well. You know how it is.” You said.
“I’m going to miss all your friends quotes.” Bruce said. You knew this was genuine. You two were also pretty close.
“Could I recommend watching a little more ‘ESPN’ and a little less ‘E.’?” You knew it would make Bruce laugh.
After all the other goodbyes were done, Peter came in to say goodbye. You were going to miss that asshole so much. He came in and you and him stood in front of the elevator facing each other.
“Bye, Peter.” You practically whispered. You were forcing yourself not to cry. Instead of responding, he stepped towards you, put your head in his hands, and kissed you.
It was slow and nice, soft but still firm. You were standing there in shock for a few seconds. You had never really felt love for Peter, but as he kissed you you could feel yourself fall in love with him. It didn’t take you long to relax and start kissing him back, hands moving to his waist to pull him even closer. You had both totally forgotten that every single avenger was standing right there. When you both finally pulled back, staring at each other for what seemed like eternity. His eyes were so chocolaty brown. How had you never noticed that? He gave out a little nervous laugh, surprised you had kissed him back. The moment ended when Bruce cleared his through to draw to your attention that everyone was staring at you. You glanced to them, then Peter. Everyone was quiet for a few minutes. Even Tony had no snarky or sarcastic comment to make. That’s a first.
“Um... hey, guys....” Peter stutters out. It just makes the tension in the room grow.
“Please tell me the rest of you guys just say Peter & y/n kiss.” Nat said.
You gave everyone a half smile and turned your head back to Peter.
“You should stay here.” He whispered, pressing his forehead to yours.
“Maybe I will.” You said, smiling like an idiot.
“He’s their lobster!” Bruce whispered, just loud enough so you & Peter could hear.
You smiled at the reference he made.
And you didn’t contradict him.
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THIS IS LIVE FROM NEW YORK IT’S SATURDAY NIGHT!!!
How I think I sound:

How I really sound:

You being Sherlock Holmes’s kid + relationships with people

JOHN WATSON
John would be a little wary of you at first
Because your father is so reckless
But then after he gets to know you, he realizes your more of a keep-sherlock-calm-and-rational person than a crazy-detective-solving-every-mystery-person
He knows for a fact Sherlock will have taught you to deduce, but you almost never used it against him
Except when you wanted food
He would be always giving you stuffies and help you with homework
Practically your second father
He would also defiantly teach you medicine, hoping that you would excel in it

MYCROFT HOLMES
He would be your first choice for homework help
He would always bring you cakes or pastries
He would give you government secrets and secret files to use against anyone who bullied you
He would be one of the only people you would use your deduction skills against, because he always gave you a challenge
You would also be really close with Anthea
So with these two on your side, god help the poor fool who tried to cross your path
And he would 100% give you umbrellas all the time

GREG LESTRADE
He would be so scared of you at first, because oh god, there’s another one of them
But you would try and help him on cases instead of putting him down
He was still so cautious with you
Until the day he walked into the flat to see you singing along to Frozen
He became pretty comfortable around you after that
He was always threatening to use it against you, because for the first time ever, he had the upper hand in the relationship
You also would babysit his kid
You would also always leave notes around like ‘If you’ll be Mycroft’s goldfish, he’ll be your division ;p’

MARY MORSTAN/WATSON
She would be so, so cool
If someone ever threatened you, they better run
She would be the one to talk to you about your ‘growing body’, because no one else would ever, ever be comfortable with that, especially not a Holmes boy.
She would also be the one to teach you to shoot a gun
You would be scarily good with one, especially under pressure
She would teach you fighting, too
The first time you chased down a criminal, Mary was so proud everyone momentarily forgot about the guy you were strangling
She would also be the one to secretly obsess about Disney and Marvel, and you were both sworn to secrecy

JIM MORIARTY
He would be your HIT man
As soon as you were born, he started looking for your mannerisms and weaknesses
But instead of using them against you, he would point that out and make you try and work around them
He was like an angel to you
He has defiantly threatened your classmates more than once
No one messed with you after they saw you with Moriarty
And your Dad was a little wary of him, but let you hang out nonetheless
He would also be your babysitter, even when you were 15+
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Heyyy, sorry I just woke up with inspiration lol
I might do more characters, but for now we’ll stop here