Electricity

Electricity

Request from @xdarksnowrosex - Hey!! Could you do avengers x reader imagine were reader is Tonys' kid and saves the avengers from really dangerous mission, that almost cost readers life? 😊

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The mission was supposed to be easy for the famous superhero team, but things never go quite to plan and this one didn't go to plan at all. Now 5/6 of them were out of action, some trapped under debris and some lying against a wall, trying to support themselves. The only one left was Iron Man, but soon joined his friends after being hit by some strange light beam, sending him crashing down.

You were waiting in the Quinjet after your dad forbade you from coming in with them, giving the whole “it's too dangerous for you” speech. As you say swinging your legs over the pilot’s seat and throwing a blue ball in the air you heard a crash and immediately sat up. After a moment, you heard another crash and a yell, making you jump out of the seat and grab your electric nunchucks and your protective gloves your dad made for you and ran out.

You hesitated just before running in to the building, your dad’s warning ringing in your head. But you were Y/N Stark, you were brought up with danger and your dad’s attention to warnings, meaning there was very little.

You pushed through the doors, quickly running towards where you knew the team would be and you were greeted by an unwanted sight. Everyone was on the floor, except your dad who was flying around but was soon hit out of the air.

“Dad!” You cried, quickly covering your mouth and taking a few steps back to try to stay out of sight. Unfortunately, it didn't work and you soon found everyone staring at you, including whatever the hell it was everyone was fighting.

“Y/N! Get away from here!” Your dad yelled out to you, but your attention was focused on the enemy that was now making it’s way towards you. You quickly pulled out your nunchucks from your belt and slipped in the gloves, getting ready to fight.

Most of the fight was a blur, you swinging your nunchucks at the enemy, landing a few hits but mostly trying to dodge attacks, bruises and cuts forming all over your body. You were starting to tire slightly when you saw the others slowly getting up. You kept fighting, trying to hold him off for long enough to let them regroup, twirling your nunchucks and repeatedly hitting the enemy.

The enemy caught your nunchucks, puling you into the air and leaving you hanging on. You looked up at him and smirked, causing a surprised look to appear across his face. You pressed the button on the end of your nunchucks, sending an electric pulse through them into him. The nunchucks started to crackle with electricity, sparks flying off it occasionally.

You hesitated for a moment before holding down the button, storing electricity to release in one go, knowing full well that you would be on the receiving end as well as him.

‘This is gonna hurt’, you thought before pushing the button down again. The electricity stored in the nunchucks was all released at once, causing the enemy to drop you and you to scream out in pain from the drop and the electricity.

Your head hit the floor and black spots started dancing before your eyes. You saw your dad reaching out towards you, a look of horror on his face. You smiled gently at him before leaning back and letting the darkness consume you.

*3rd person*

Seeing Y/N passed out on the floor set a spark off inside all of the team, especially her father. He turned from her sleeping figure to the enemy and charged at him in pure rage. The rest of the team followed, all of them now more determined than ever, not caring about their own injuries.

Finally they defeated the enemy and rushed to your side. Tony pulled Y/N into his lap, running his trembling fingers through her hair as Steve called Maria Hill on his comms and telling her to hurry.

When they got you back to Stark tower you were rushed to the medical ward, your dad struggling against the people holding him back. You were in bed for two days before you woke up, your eyes slowly adjusting to the light. You saw your dad sitting in the chair beside your bed, his hair pointing everywhere and his mouth slightly ajar with small noises coming out every time he breathed out.

You leant forwards gently, ignoring the slight pain in your ribs that flared up as you put pressure on them and tapped your dad on the nose, muttering a quiet “boop”, causing his nose to twitch and his eyes to slowly open as he sat up in confusion.

“What- what's going on? Who died?” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. You laughed, his hand shooting away from his face at the sound. His eyes widened as he rushed forwards and pulled you into a giant hug, knocking the wind out of you.

“Hello to you too, dad.” You chuckled, wrapping your arms around him. You sighed and nuzzled your head into his shoulder, both of you unaware of the rest of the team watching from by the door, smiles on their faces at the sight of father and daughter being reunited.

Out of the dark - Isaac Lahey

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Everyone has good days where everything goes in your favour and anything that could go wrong doesn’t. Then there’s the bad days, where everything that could go wrong does go wrong. The McCall pack from Beacon Hills were definitely having a bad day, in fact they were having a bad week. With the new threats from the Alpha pack and the mysterious Darach, there was no break for the group of teenagers.

This bad week got progressively worse, so by the end of the week there was little hope left. The worst few days were when the pack were lured into a trap by the Alpha pack and they were being held captive in some sort of vault. Every so often one of the alphas would come in to check they were still there and make occasional threats.

On the last day of them being held captive, the pack knew something was going to happen when the entire alpha pack, minus Deucalion, came in with claws out and smirks on their faces. The lack of food and water and the constant supply of wolfsbane had caused the McCall pack to become tired and unable to put up a strong fight, as well as lacking the motivation to do so. The alphas knew this and came to take advantage of the fact that they were easy targets. As the alphas drew nearer, all the McCall pack could do was wait for the attack and hope that it would be over quickly, trying to shield themselves as best they could and finding a last comfort in each other.

The attack never came, causing the pack to look up. There was a bright light surrounding Y/N, spiralling up into the sky, her eyes closed and her feet lifted off the ground. Her hands were raised and she was muttering words in a strange language. Her eyes snapped open and a bright light came out of each of them, consuming the alphas, her chant ending as she thrust her hands towards them. The pack shielded their eyes from the light and waited for it to die down.

When the light faded away they looked up and saw Y/N hovering over the unconscious bodies of the alphas. There was still a dull glow around Y/N’s body which somehow reenergised the McCall pack.

“Y/N?” Scott called out cautiously. She looked over in their direction before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she started falling to the ground. Isaac was the first to react and he dashed forwards to catch her, reaching her just before her body hit the ground. The others quickly joined him, surrounding Y/N as she lay unconscious in Isaac’s arms.

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Her eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light. She pushed herself up so she was leaning on her elbows and rubbed her eyes. There was no one in the room with her, but she could hear voices downstairs. Slowly, she stood up and shuffled over to the door, pushing it open. She made her way down the stairs, holding on to the rail to support herself.

When she got downstairs she saw the others sitting around a table with drinks in their hands. She leaned against the door frame and smiled. Allison was sitting opposite the door so she was the first one to see Y/N. She quickly put her cup down and scrambled out of her chair, getting the attention of the others.

“Y/N!” She ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug. Y/N laughed and hugged her as the others quickly made their way over. Scott and Stiles hugged her as well, with Lydia having a similar reaction to Allison. Isaac was last and he made eye contact with Y/N, a blank expression on his face. She raised one eyebrow and Isaac quickly pulled her into a tight embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head, her face buried in his chest. The rest of the pack quietly left the room as the two of them stood there in silence.

“How did you do that thing back with the alphas?” Isaac asked softly, without releasing Y/N from his embrace. She lifted her face to look him in the eyes.

“I don’t know. I don’t remember much. I just remember the alphas coming in, then it all went fuzzy.” She replied honestly, still feeling tired from whatever occurred back in the vault.

“Well, whatever it was, I’m glad it happened when it did. Just don’t ever scare me like that again.” His words caused Y/N to pull back, confusion written across her face.

“What did I do to scare you?”

“After the thing where you were floating with the light, you fell out of the sky and almost hit the ground. I almost didn’t reach you in time, and the thought of that terrifies me.” Isaac replied, the memory replaying in his head. “Then you weren’t responding and none of us knew what to do. I felt so helpless.”

Y/N looked at him with with gentle eyes, her hand moving up to his face.

“Isaac, I know that whatever happens to me, you’ll always be there to save me. And I’ll always be there to save you, so you don’t need to be scared. Besides, I’m a tough girl, I’m not gonna let a group of big-headed werewolves get rid of me.” She smiled and Isaac pulled her in to another hug, tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. As they stood there in their loving embrace, they marked the journey. The journey out of the dark.

DCWI - Liam Dunbar

Requested by Anon: Could you dating Liam Dunbar and being a vampire would include??xx

Him nervously admitting that he’s a werewolf to you

“I know”

Making a joke when you're introduced to the pack

Whispering terrible puns from across the room to distract him

Calling each other by your surnames

Star Wars references with Stiles

Helping him practise lacrosse

Running races

Keeping a tally of the winner each time

“Suck it, Dunbar” when you win

Seeing who can sneak up on each other best

Texting until 2am

Being his anchor

Him asking for help in history class

Group gaming with you two and Mason

Ruffling his hair before walking to class

Him escorting you to class from your locker

Stealing his food

“Do you really drink blood or..?” “Does silver really kill you?” “So is that a no?”

Forehead kisses

First kiss after helping his through a full moon for the first time

Hugs from behind

Always having some form of physical contact

Being goals tbh

Vidcon

Vidcon was coming up soon and you got an email asking if you wanted to go on a panel with Jack, Mark and Felix to play some games and answer some questions. You agreed immediately and soon tweeted out that you were on the panel, causing your fans to lose it. Little did you know, your fans weren't the only ones who were freaking out, Jack and Mark were setting up to record together over Skype when they found out and they were instantly terrified that they were going to embarrass themselves or make you hate them, whilst also being insanely excited. You were Y/N, the Y/N who had recently hit 23 million subscribers on her YouTube channel and now they were going to be on the same stage as you. Neither of them nor Felix had ever met you so they had no idea how you would react to them, whether you would like them or find them obnoxious and loud. The idea of being hated by someone with almost as many subscribers as the two of them combined was horrifying.

They spent the next month planning with Felix what to do at the panel, eventually settling on playing Cards Against Humanity and doing a Q&A, hoping you would like what they had come up with. To tell the truth, they were getting too worried, you were really looking forwards to meeting them and doing the panel but they kept imaging the worst.

Eventually Vidcon came around and you were backstage getting your microphone set up when the other three arrived together. You were talking to some of the crew, so you didn't notice them arrive until you heard the head technician call them over, causing you to turn around. They froze in place, even Felix, waiting anxiously as you looked them over. When a big grin spread across your face they all relaxed and after introductions and a few minutes of talking they realised they had nothing to worry about. The four of you bounced off each other on stage and had a great group bond and entertainment level. It was as if the four of you had been friends for years, although they were surprised when you schooled them at Cards Against Humanity.

After the show you exchanged numbers with the others and all hung out at parties and explored the city together, as well as spending what little downtime you had at the convention together, resulting in a lot of Snapchat and Instagram videos and a ridiculous amount of selfies (mostly stupid ones). Safe to say, the four of you would be requesting to be on a panel again next year and filming loads of videos together, the new found friendship being one to last a lifetime.

Capture the flag - Mark Fischbach

When you and Mark were invited to take part in a giant game of ‘Capture the Flag’ along with 28 other gamers to promote the new Warcraft movie, the two of you jumped at the opportunity, agreeing immediately. However, the people organizing the game decided to spark rivalry between the two of teams and put the two of you, often referred to as ‘YouTube’s cutest couple’, as the captains of the two teams, you leading the Horde and Mark leading the Alliance. At first the two of you were slightly sad you would be against each other but soon your competitive sides emerged and neither of you could wait for the game.

The day finally arrived and the two of you arrived at the location and were immediately blown away by it. Soon you found your other friends such as MatPat, who was on your team, and Jordan, who was on Mark’s team, and Mark started vlogging some behind-the-scenes for his channel. Slowly your team assembled and the competitiveness went through the roof and, after a quick good luck kiss, you and Mark parted ways to give your teams ‘inspirational speeches’ which involved a lot of shouting and cheering.

Soon the game started and colour bombs were flying everywhere, you managing to hit a few people on the other team but eventually getting hit. Luckily, you were soon released and you went back to throwing. This went on for a short while, one team occasionally making progress until they were pushed back by the other team, until Mark started a sudden offensive attack by his team and they steadily made their way towards your flag. You quickly glanced over to your team mates and came to a decision that you had to move now.

You snuck through the maze, bending down to avoid being seen by the other team, Mat and Maude following behind you in order to defend you from any attacks. Luckily, they were all focused on their sudden surge towards your team’s flag, leaving theirs unprotected. You took the opportunity to run to their hill and grab the flag, quickly pulling it out and you ran back into the maze with only their jailed team mates noticing you. You weaved your way through the obstacles and made a last dash back to your hill, the other team just noticing you as you ran into your area and up the hill before planting the flag in the ground, setting off the signal for the end of the game.

The rest of your team joined you as you all celebrated your victory before you made eye contact with Mark from across the room, his eyes shining with pride. You worked your way out of the crowd of your elated team mates and ran towards Mark, jumping into his arms when you reached him as he spun you around, making you laugh as he congratulated you on getting past his “ninja senses” before he gently placed you back down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before linking your fingers together as the two of you went off to talk to the other gamers. Mat came up to you and gave you a high five before the three of you started talking and laughing, especially after Mat told you and Mark that you two were “#goals” as you leant on Mark’s shoulder.

The two of you finally made your way home after spending most of the day with the other gamers and got changed out of your paint-covered clothes and into your pyjamas. You walked into your bedroom and found Mark lying on your bed, waiting for you, stretching out his arms when he saw you walk in. You smiled to yourself and lay down next to him, resting your head in the crook of his neck as he draped his arm across you waist. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sighed contentedly before falling into a peaceful sleep.

Hospital reunion - Stiles Stilinski

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The tension in the pack had been increasing ever since the dread doctors appeared, along with Theo and the chimeras started being created. The person it had the biggest toll on was definitely Stiles, who was slowly losing his friends and even his girlfriend, Y/N. The two of them had been a couple for two years and were almost inseparable, but after a recent argument that ended in Stiles storming out, he was sure that she would never want to see him again. Y/N on the other hand, thought Stiles was angry at her and tried to give him space.

Granted, their argument was hurtful to both of them, Y/N most definitely did not hate Stiles Stilinski, she absolutely adored him. There were many things that Y/N loved about Stiles, from his sense of humour to his nerdiness and his loyalty to his friends. When it came down to it, there was no one Y/N trusted more and trusted him with her life, even though he was just a human, like her.

So when Stiles got injured in a fight and was rushed to hospital, Y/N was right by his side the entire time, not even leaving him when he was stable but unconscious. After hours of sitting and watching his sleeping figure (which wasn’t nearly as creepy as it sounds), Y/N felt her eyes slowly closing as she too was pulled into the dark embrace of sleep.

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When Stiles woke up, he slowly sat up, bringing his hands up to rub his head and he noticed a figure sitting in the chair beside him.

“Dad!” He gently shook his father’s shoulders and watched as he woke up and saw Stiles was awake, quickly pulling him into a hug. When he pulled back, the sheriff put his hands on his son’s shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

“What happened between you and Y/N?” This made Stiles flinch slightly before looking down at his hands that were lying by his side again.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” Stiles mumbled, playing with his fingers

“C’mon Stiles, what happened?”

He looked at his dad and sighed before telling him.

“I messed up dad. Y/N and I, we had a fight and now I’m pretty sure she hates me.” A few tears gathered in the corners of his eyes as he rubbed his forehead with his fingers, looking down at his lap. His dad smiled softly at him.

“If she hated you, why has she been with you the entire time you were in the hospital?” A look of surprise appeared on Stiles’ face, his eyes lighting up.

“Y/N was here?” The sheriff chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair.

“She still is.” He pointed to the end of the bed where Y/N’s sleeping figure lay, one arm stretched towards where she had been holding Stiles’ hand. As if that was her cue, Y/N stirred, her eyes slowly opening as she rubbed her face with her hand. The sheriff stood up and patted his son on the arm.

“I’m gonna give the two of you some time alone. I’ll be back later.” He left the room and Stiles turned towards his girlfriend who was now standing up and watching him. She smiled at him and suddenly all of his pent up emotions came out, tears rolling down his cheeks as she quickly made her way over to him and pulled him in to a loving embrace. He buried his face in her shoulder, whispering “I’m sorry” over and over as she ran her fingers through his hair, resting her head on his.

Y/N pulled out of the hug to lie down on top of the bed next to Stiles, him wrapping his arms around her, facing each other before Y/N kissed him in the forehead and closed her eyes gently. Stiles smiled lovingly, pulling her slightly closer to him before closing his eyes too. Slowly they fell asleep, arms around each other, foreheads touching, a state of calm passing over them and their hearts beating slowly in time.