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Requested - Scarlett Johansson x wife!reader with a prompt number 80. One is suspiciously well behaved because they scratched their spouse's car or broke something ~ 80 - “You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?” ( @pentagoniablue )

You and Scarlett had been together for four years now, married for two of them and living together for three. Being with Scarlett had its difficulties, for starters you still weren’t used to the attention that was constantly put on your relationship with the media and paparazzi. It was hard when she was away filming and you couldn’t be with her but you valued the time you were together just that much more because of that. People accused you of being with her because she was rich and successful but you were actually with her because you loved her, the moment you met her she made you feel something that nobody had made you feel. Then you couldn’t put it into words but after this much time you knew you were in love with her.

Scarlett was finally home for a while, finally finishing up with filming the new Avengers film that was coming out. She’d been back for a few days so far and you hadn’t realised how much you missed her until she was back. Currently, the pair of you were cuddled together in bed watching crappy day-time TV and catching up with each other, kisses were shared between the two of you as you enjoyed the company you both had missed dearly whilst she had been away. You were always invited out to wherever she was filming but more often than not you had your own things to do back at home so couldn’t make it.

“God, I missed you so much Y/N.” She told you before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away from her, grinning too widely.

“I know, trust me, I missed you too.” You replied with a small pout playing on your lips causing her to laugh.

“Do you have to go out today? Can’t you just stay here with me?”Scarlett asked you, giving you her own pout and puppy dog eyes. You nearly gave in and cancelled your plans but unfortunately, as much as you wanted to stay in bed with her all day, you had to go to a fitting for an event that was coming up soon.

“Sorry baby. I won’t be gone long, two hours tops!”You grinned as she flopped down onto the bed, pout not giving up. You leaned down and kissed her with some force, her kissing you back and matching your pace. Eventually, you broke away for air, grinning at her slightly swollen lips. You pecked her lips once more before rolling out of bed and heading towards the shower.

It didn’t take you long to get ready, Scarlett stayed in bed pouting at you causing you to grin and laugh, drawing a similar response from her. You couldn’t wait to get back home and in bed with her and you hadn’t even left the house yet, hopefully you wouldn’t be out long.

“I’ll see you in a little bit.” You grinned at her, pulling away from her after another kiss. She glared playfully at you as you left the room, shouting a quick farewell at your retreating figure. You went out and saw her car was parked in front of yours, so you quickly ran back into the house and grabbed her keys, it would be quicker to take her car instead of moving it and getting into yours. What’s the worse that could happen?

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The worse that could happened is that you could dent her car. It was a tiny, little dent, ok maybe it was noticeable but still you didn’t know what to do. Telling her was probably the most sensible option but instead you decided to stop at a bakery and pick up a treat for her and some flowers too. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be too mad at you.

You got out of the car once you were home and looked at the damage again and from this angle it did look pretty bad, who knew lamp posts could be so hard? You pulled the bag of treats and flowers from the car and went into the house to see Scarlett in the kitchen. She grinned once she saw you, her eyebrows lifting once she saw what was in your hands.

“Hey baby.” You greeted with a smile as you made you way over to her, giving her a kiss before pulling away and handing her the bag and flowers. She questioned you slightly, but you just grinned and began to load the dishwasher, the job she was doing when you had entered the house. Throughout the day and into the night, you were the best wife. Doing chores and whatever else needed doing, dotting on Scarlett, making sure she was happy. You even made dinner that night.

“You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?” She asked you over dinner, a smile on her face as she did. Clearly she was enjoying your behaviour, why wouldn’t she? You’d done all the chores you were procrastinating and then some.

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I thought I’d just help around the house.” You told her, looking at her as innocently as you could. She raised an eyebrow and stared at you; you broke within moments. “OK, so I may have accidentally dented your car. It’s not that big of a deal though, you can barely notice it!” Scarlett looked at you for a moment before laughter came out of her, that was the last thing you were expecting.

“I know, I saw it earlier but since you were doing such a good job helping I thought I’d let you carry on. By the way, your fixing my car.”

You both went to bed that night, cuddled together, feeling light and laughing quietly amongst yourselves. You missed Scarlett and would savour every moment you got with her, even if it meant you had to fix a car.

The Terrible Talk

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Requested - Yes - Anon - Please could you use prompt 125 with Tony x reader, them having the relationship defining talk with angst but lots of fluff too! Thank you!

Prompts - 125. “I’ve missed you so much.”

You’d met Tony Stark for the first time at a charity gala, what the charity was you couldn’t remember. Memories from that night were filled with Tony, from him bumping into you to the early morning where you fell into bed with each other. You had of course known about the man’s playboy reputation but you hadn’t cared at the time, thinking it would be a onetime thing. 

What you didn’t expect was for Tony Stark to show up, a year or so later, in the club you and your friends were at. What you really didn’t expect was for Tony Stark to seek you out, remembering you from that night long ago. The night ended the same as the last encounter.

You’d grown suspicious when seven months later Tony Stark had shown up at the same family run, hole in the wall cafe you frequented. You hadn’t noticed at first, eyes glued to your laptop as you typed your paper up, it wasn’t until he cleared his throat causing you to look up at him in shock, very obviously not expecting Tony to be sat across from you.

“Hey.” He’d smiled at you like an old friend who you hadn’t seen for a while.

“Hi?” You replied, confusion clear in your tone.

He had told you he knew about your work, told you it was brilliant but needed some work. You tried not to feel insulted as this, was stranger the right word here, began listing things that needed looking at. The speech finished with him offering you a job at Stark Industries in order to evolve your theory, working with some of the best tech in the world. 

It was a hard opportunity to pass on but you did.

“I didn’t sleep with you for you to offer me a job.” You had told him.

“I know.” He shrugged easily, “but turning this down is pretty stupid. Here’s my card, thinks about it.” With that Tony was gone.

It was a year before you saw Tony again. This time he met you in the library, you were shocked but didn’t let it show on your face. 

“So, funny how we keep meeting, huh?” He asked you with a cocky grin. 

“Yeah, funny.” You told him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m here to talk about your paper on…” With that Tony launched into a speech on your paper on medical engineering and the advancements that could be made, along with the formulas to do so. “You won’t come work for me on your artificial intelligence work, at least come and work with the medical team, they’re always looking for ways to become more advanced and we could use your expertise.” 

There was an urge to decline again but you accepted. This was an opportunity and if you hated it, you’d leave. Tony was thrilled and started rambling about paper work and flights. 

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Tony had invited you for dinner a week after you’d started working for Stark Industries. You were over the moon you’d accepted the offer, working with some of the most advanced minds was insane but more than that having these conversations with people who understood you, instead of looking at you with a look of confusion.

Dinner with Tony Stark was an unusual affair, starting with the paparazzi and ending with the restaurant you definitely couldn’t afford with food you couldn’t pronounce. Other than the few abnormalities the night was amazing, you talked about your life, your research and in turn he told you about his. He told you about switching from weapons into the work they were focusing on now. 

The night ended differently to how your other nights with Tony had ended in the way that you fell into your own bed, alone, rather than with the older man. You didn’t regret it, not wanting people to get the wrong idea, but part of you mourned the loss.

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Dinner with Tony became a regular occurrence that led into movie nights in his cinema room, theatre trips or a stroll around Central Park. It was safe to say there was something between the two of you; you’d met his closest friends Rhodey, Pepper and Happy and he’d met the friends you had made since arriving in New York. 

There was no labels, no in depth talk about a relationship or exclusivity. No boundaries were created. Every time one of you braved bringing the conversation up it ended badly, or more specifically never even began in the first place. 

The first time he had tried to bring it up ended with an alert from JARVIS alerting him of an Avengers level threat in which you had to watch Tony from a TV screen almost die. When you had tried to bring it up Pepper had interrupted with papers for Tony to sign. All in all, it seemed the universe didn’t want you to have this conversation.

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You’d been working for Tony for eleven months when the argument came. Admittedly Tony and you knew it was bound to happen. Eleven months of dates, sex and an undiscussed relationship was going to led to this. 

“Just tell me what you want?!” You exclaimed in his workshop, the bots had moved to the side after the argument started heating up, beeping sadly.

“I, God, Y/N, I want this!” Tony shouted.

“This? What even is this? I mean we’re just to people who keep each other company!” You shot back.

“Seriously that’s what you-” Tony began but was quickly cut off.

“I don’t know what to think because we haven’t spoken! I’m not putting the blame on you alone but-”

“Sir, my apologies for interrupting but it seems there is an emergency that requires your attention. I have sent the location to your suit.” JARVIS’s voice filled the room and you couldn’t help but laugh because of course this was happening. You couldn’t even hate it because Tony was saving people.

“I have to go.” He said as he stepped into the suit.

“I know.” 

“Can we please talk later?” 

“I think I’m done talking.” You told him, turning to leave and though he called you back you kept walking. As the elevator doors shut you heard the whirl of the amour and let your head fall back.

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“You know,” Rhodey began as he stepped into your lab, “I’ve never seen Tony this way. I’ve known him since he was a scrawny teenager and even then, nothing like this. He misses you; you know?” 

“Rhodey,” you sighed, “trust me I want to be with him too-” 

“Then do it.” Rhodey said let it was the easiest, most obvious solution in the world and in theory it probably was but executing it was so much harder.

“I can’t. We can’t. Hell, we were practically together for eleven months but we never talked, I mean not about what we were.” You sat down in the seat next to you, suddenly feeling exhausted. You’d avoided Tony for a month and you admitted, only to yourself, that you missed him.

“Yeah that talk sucks. It’s a terrible talk to have but you need it, not just you and Tony but everybody in a relationship has to have that talk. Define the relationship, know where you stand with each other. It’s a ten-minute terrible talk that could lead to a life time of happiness.” Rhodey told you, moving to sit opposite you as he spoke. 

It was a crappy talk. Nobody wanted it, it was scary defining a relationship when you hardly knew what you wanted. Though you had shouted at Tony for saying it you knew what he meant when he said he wanted ‘this’. What you two had going was pretty great, had the potential to be even better with the talk.

“I’ll consider it.” You said before pretending to work.

“All I can ask for. See you around, Y/N.” Rhodey said, leaving you with your thoughts.

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“I’ve missed you so much.” Tony said taking you in his arms. You couldn’t help but melt into the embrace.  “C’mon, let’s talk.” He said, pulling away and leading the pair of you over to the sofa in his workshop.

And you did talk. You spoke about how you both liked each other, groaning over the fact you sounded like two school kids with a crush. You spoke about how you both liked what you had going, but you wanted it to be a real relationship, exclusive to only the two of you which Tony admitted he wanted to.

The two of you talked into the night, ordering take out and moving up to Tony’s floors and watching a movie. The two of you talked until you fell asleep in a mess of limbs on the sofa just after two in the morning.

It’s safe to say though the talk is scary, it is definitely worth it for a life-time of happiness.

Golden Cage is Still a Cage

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Requested - Yes - Anon - Royalty AU with Princess Reader where she is being forced to marry someone (another avenger) but she ends up with Bucky who isn’t royalty. Thanks!

Prompts - Royalty AU

You sat in the gardens; a book long forgotten lay on your lap as you looked up at the clouds passing by slowly. You dreamed about being free, free from everything but alas your future was already written out for you to follow perfectly, whether you wanted to or not. Though there were so many people who spent their days running around for you, desperate to please you, nobody actually cared what you wanted. You wanted freedom and equality but instead you got imprisonment and men who thought they knew best. You wanted to marry for love, not for business. Your father thought you foolish, laughing as you argued against him, his word was law and if he wanted you to marry Prince Rogers then you were expected to do so with a smile on your face.

You sighed, shaking your head. It wouldn’t do well do dwell on these thoughts, especially when you had no means of changing anything. Your father was a very old-fashioned man and believed you were not fit enough to run the Kingdom, didn’t think any women was worthy actually, he refused to do business with Kingdom’s like Anthis because they were ran by a Queen alone. He believed if a woman had to sit on the throne it should be next to her superior, the King.

You thought he was foolish and rather admired the Queen of Anthis. Running the Kingdom wasn’t all that appealing to you but that was your duty and you would do it but you refused to marry Prince Rogers. Though thinking back to the wedding dress that waited for you in your chambers, it was going to be a difficult task to avoid.

As much as you despised the thought of marrying Prince Rogers to help along a treaty and unite both of your Kingdoms, a part of you felt resigned, you didn’t want to disappoint your people but you had to stand by your beliefs and this went completely against them.

“Ah Princess Y/N!” A member of the help, officially known as a lady-in-waiting, called out in relief. Her job, along with many other helpers, was to ensure you were where you needed to be throughout the day. You’d mastered the art of sneaking away undetected at a young age, a fair accomplishment for somebody who is meant to be supervised every minute of every day.

“Cassandra.” You greeted as you stood, closing the book without marking a page knowing you never read a word from it.

Cassandra curtseyed to you and began directing you back to your room, talking about dress fittings and meetings as she did so. Cassandra had been a constant in your life, for a long as you could remember she was there, making sure you were where you were needed but also trying her best to give you a childhood. You had tried to tell her over the years that she needn’t be so formal with you but the words fell on deaf ears.

“Come now, my dear. Let’s get you fitted, that prince of yours is gonna be here soon.” You barely held back a groan, it wasn’t ladylike to groan, especially not in the presence of others, that was something you’d be told off for a lot growing up.

“Can’t wait.” You told her, forcing a smile onto your face. You made you way to the divider, not sure why as most of the help in the room followed you behind it, helping you strip and change into your wedding dress.

That’s another thing you hated about this life, you couldn’t even pick your own dress, albeit the dress that was chosen was beautiful, it wasn’t what you’d imagined wearing on your special though. But then again, you’d also imagined you’d know the man you were marrying so you should have expected it.

“Oh Y/N, my dear.” Cassandra gasped as you stepped out into the middle of the room. “You look like a…” Here she trailed off, looking sheepish as she did.

“Like a princess.” You laughed softly, looking in the mirror. She wasn’t wrong, you looked like the epitome of a princess, white gown puffing out Cinderella style. The gown was elegant, as was the necklace that lay around your neck, one of the last few things you owned of your mothers. You touched the necklace gently before turning away from the mirror.

“Not much to adjust.” One of the dressmakers told the room, “won’t take more than half an hour to fix then you can meet your Prince.” She smiled at you.

“Thank you.” You smiled, staring ahead as they got to work. True to her word she was done within the half hour and before you knew it you were back in a comfortable gown; the top part of the dress was fitting at the top but relaxed into a flowy skirt. The royal blue gown held simple golden accessories that complimented both you and the dress beautifully.

The walk was both too quick and too slow. Time moved strangely as you stood outside of the doors that would lead into the throne room. Inside that room was your father, King Y/L/N, your future husband, Prince Rogers and his father King Rogers. The Kingdoms had been at war with each other for as long as anyone could remember and by marrying the Prince you would secure peace for the Kingdoms.

You felt selfish for wanting your own freedom when others had it so much worse but at the end of the day a golden cage is still a cage.

With a deep breath you nodded to the guards and they opened the doors for you.

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“Father, I have to protest.” Steve said upon hearing the news.

“Son, this is the only way to secure the protection of our Kingdom. I hate to ask it, I really do, but by marrying the Princess you will have brought peace to our Kingdom.” Steve let out a sigh, trying not to get angry in front of the prying eyes.

“We will discuss this later, Father.”

“There is nothing more to discuss, this time next week you will be married. It’s about time too.” With that King Rogers turned and walked away, leaving Steve in the throne room with the knights and help.

“Come on, pal.” That was Bucky, he had been friends with Bucky since they were children. Bucky was the son of a maid and received permission from the King so that he could keep Steve company as she worked.

Bucky dragged Steve out of the room and out of the castle, towards the stables. It wasn’t long before the two were riding off into the woods, riding for a long time before they stopped to give the horses a rest.

“It won’t be all bad, right? I mean she is a princess, that’s gotta count for somethin’?” Bucky asked as they sat down in a field.

“It’s not that.” Steve sighed. “I just, mom would never want me to marry for anything other than true love and she isn’t it.”

“I know pal.” Bucky sympathised as he rested his hand on his friends’ shoulder. “But what are we gonna do?”

“I wish I knew, Buck, I really do.”

After a short moment of silent Bucky spoke up.

“I’d offer to run away with you into the sunset but no offence I’ve grown pretty fond of life in a castle.” That got a laugh out of Steve and just like that the mood was lifted.

“Jerk.” Steve laughed as he shoved Bucky.

“Punk.” Bucky grinned before declaring a race back to the castle.

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“Hey, relax. I know this situation is ridiculous but short of letting the war continue what else can you do?” Bucky asked as the carriage pulled up to the Y/L/N’s castle.

“Too late to ask you to run away with me?” Steve laughed nervously.

“Sorry pal, I gotta take the soft beds over forest floors any day.” Bucky grinned.

They were greeted by the King as they exited the carriages, King Rogers and his royal advisor travelling in a different carriage to Bucky and Steve.

“King Rogers.” King Y/L/N greeted the King with a firm handshake.

“King Y/L/N, it’s good to see you.”

“Likewise! And this must be your son. Welcome to my Kingdom, Prince Rogers, we’re delighted to have you here.” King Y/L/N greeted Steve the same way he did his father. The King ignored Bucky and the other members of the royal house that had travelled with them.

They made their way to the throne room in relative silence to wait for the Princess.

“My daughter could not be happier to be wed to your son, Rogers. They will make a fine couple.” Y/L/N declared, not noticing how Steve rolled his eyes at Bucky who chocked back a laugh.

“Likewise, Steve cannot wait.” Before either of the Kings could continue their conversation, the door opened and in walked a beautiful young lady.

Steve had to admit she was beautiful but that is where his observations of you ended. Bucky, however, could have wrote essays about you walking through that door. From the way the dress hugged your body perfectly, to the way the colours compliment your skin, to the way you walked, to the smile that looked just a little too fake but still gorgeous, to the way you nervously pushed your hair behind your ear as all eyes were on you. Oh yes, Bucky had never had much skill with a quill but for you he could write poem after poem.

Steve noticed Bucky’s eyes widen and the slightly love struck look on his face and couldn’t help but grin as he nudged his friend. Bucky tensed up before clearly his throat as you walked up to the King’s.

“Father.” You greeted with a curtsy before turning to the newcomers.

“King Rogers,” You smiled with another curtsy, “it is an honour to have you in our Kingdom.”

“Prince Rogers, pleasure to meet you.” Here you curtsied again.

“Princess Y/L/N, what a pleasure it is.” He smiled, taking you hand and bending to kiss it like the perfect Prince was expected.

You couldn’t help but let your gaze drift from Prince Rogers and onto his acquaintance who gave you a small smile.

“How do you do? I’m Princess Y/N and you are?” You asked, stopping yourself from grinning as the man stumbled on his words, a flush of pink making its way onto his face.

“Me? Oh, um, I’m Bucky. Ma’am, you’re majesty. Princess!” You couldn’t help but giggle.

“Do excuse him, milady. Now, what do you say we leave these two in each other's company?”

“I think that is a splendid idea. Won’t you join me?” With that the two Kings left the room, everyone else filing out leaving you, Steve and Bucky.

“So.” Steve began looking around the room awkwardly.

“So.” You repeated, seems you were both thrilled with the arrangement then.

“I’ll just head to the chambers then.” Bucky announced, breaking the awkward silence that had settled in the room.

“No!” Both you and Steve exclaimed before turning to each other and laughing.

“Please stay. I insist.” You told Bucky as you placed a hand on his arm, looking at sincerely.

“Oh well, if you insist.” He said with a laugh, face lighting up. He looked at Steve who nodded, looking thankful and a little bit thoughtful.

“Come. You must see the gardens, they’re beautiful.” You told them before leading them out into the gardens.

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“The gardens mean a lot to you, huh?” Bucky asked, looking over at you questioningly. The two of you were walking side by side as Steve walked ahead.

“They belonged to my mother. She used to maintain them all the time. Since I was a little girl, she taught me how to care for them. It’s one of the few things in this castle that remind me she was actually here; you know? Not just some wonderful figment of imagination I made up to make being here bearable.” You told him, letting your hand trail over some sunflowers.

“They’re beautiful. You don’t like being a princess?” He asked.

“Not at all. I dream of running away, leaving this place behind. My father wouldn’t care, he doesn’t think I, or any woman, is fit for anything other than a man’s accessory, yet alone running a Kingdom. He sees things that should be beautiful and loving, like a marriage, as a chess piece. The war wasn’t going his way so his plan is to marry me off to a total stranger.” You ranted slightly before remembering yourself. “I apologise. It isn’t my place to talk of such things.”

“Don’t apologise. I ain’t a Prince or a royal so I don’t get it as much but it sounds lonely.” Bucky sympathised, running his hand against the back of yours. You looked down, smiling slightly.

“I suppose it is.” You agreed sadly.

“What would you do? If you were a normal person like me?” He asked in curiosity.

“I’d travel wherever I wanted. I’d love whoever I wanted to without caring about if they were a royal. I’d dress in comfier clothing and throw away all my corsets.” You laughed and Bucky joined in.

“Steve’s not a bad guy. You could’ve had it worse; he could have snored.” Bucky grinned as you laughed louder.

“Sometimes I wish I had a choice. I never even get to meet people.” You told him and he frowned before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“Trust me, the day’ll come when you’re free to do whatever you want. No rules, no Kings, no agenda. Just you and the world!” He exclaimed causing you to smile softly.

“I hope you’re right Bucky.” You whispered.

“I always am.” He whispered back.

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You left Steve and Bucky after a few hours of showing them the grounds and made your way to your library, by far one of you most favourite rooms in the castle. The walls stretched beyond the eye, every inch of the wall filled with more books than you could read, rows of bookcases filled the space, more books resting upon them. The sofa in the room was well worn filled with soft blankets and pillows. You spent more nights in here than you had your own room.

You’d been in the library for a few hours, already well into your second book when a noise startled you from the door.

“Sorry!” The voice exclaimed as you heard a crash. “Crap, sorry.”

“Bucky?” You asked whilst laughing.

“Y/N?” Bucky asked as he turned the corner and saw you sat on the sofa. “I mean your highness, Princess! Princess Y/N!”

“Relax, just call me Y/N.” You laughed.

“Right, Y/N. Sorry, it’s just with Steve it’s all very informal and…” Bucky trailed off as he looked around the room. “Holy cow, that’s a lot of books.”

“Yes, I know. It’s a blessing and a curse really.” You told him with a fond smile.

“Huh?” He asked.

“A blessing because with all these books how can one ever be truly alone? I mean it’s magical being transported into another world. But it’s a curse knowing that I can never read all these books in my lifetime.”

“You really like your books, huh?” He asked as he gestured to the seat next to you. You nodded and smiled at him.

“Just a bit.” You giggled. “So, what brings you to the library?” You asked, knowing it was late, or early depending on how you looked at it.

“Couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d come and explore.” He told you. “What about you?”

“I suppose I got caught up in another world.” You laughed, gesturing to your book, causing him to smile softly at you. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Sorry. It’s just, if you were any other girl in any other place, I would’ve tried my luck, you know? But you’re a princess who is meant to be marrying my best friend in two days.” He told you with a frown before his eyes widened. “Sorry! I didn’t- God, I’m sorry. Tell me to leave and I will.”

“I don’t want you to leave.” You told him, shocked by how true you found those words to be. “I don’t want you to leave.” You repeated more softly. “I don’t want to marry Prince Rogers and Prince Rogers most certainly does not want to marry me. So, pretend I’m a regular girl you met, no royal talk. What would you do?” You asked as you shifted closer to him.

“I’d tell you that you were the most beautiful girl I’d ever met. That the minute you walked through those doors this morning I knew I was gone. I’d tell you how I never cared much for all the fairy-tale beginnings but seeing you made me realise what those books were talkin’ about. I’d ask you to dance, I’d ask you on a date. I’d ask you to be mine.” He told you, his eyes never leaving yours, his words sincere. You felt your eyes widened and wished more than anything you were a normal girl who had met Bucky in the tavern.

You shocked both yourself and Bucky as you leant forward and pressed your lips together. A little unsure of what to do considering being a Princess didn’t mean a lot of free time for things such as kissing. You felt Bucky smile into the kiss before he took charge, moulding your lips together. His tongue brushing against your lower lip as the kiss deepened. Pausing only to pull away for air and to smile at you before going right back to your lips.

His lips left yours and trailed down to your jaw and towards your neck. You tilted your head, giving him better access and he pressed a kiss there before pulling away slightly causing you to whine.

“This okay, doll?” He asked you, his eyes wide and cheeks flushed.

“Better than okay.” You told him, pulling him down for a kiss.

“You sure?” He asked between them and you nodded.

He grinned at you before going back to your neck and leaving marks you’d love but curse in the morning. He pushed you down so you were lying across the length of the sofa, his arm resting on your hip the other on your breast. You let out a soft moan as you threw your head back, feeling him smirk into your neck.

He trailed kisses down your neck and stopped when he came to the low scoop collar of your shirt, his hand shifting down to the bottom of it and tugging at it questioningly.

“Please.” You whispered and Bucky took that as full permission, smirking as he lifted your shirt off and saw your breasts, he quickly attached himself to one of your boobs, sucking and pulling as he did, one of his hands coming to knead and pull at the unoccupied one leaving you a moaning mess.

The early morning saw you and Bucky together, cuddled on the couch after a night that you would say was quite possibly your best yet. Here, in this room, naked and hot, cuddled against Bucky’s chest, your heart still racing from the pure pleasure of having sex with him, made you wish, more than anything you were a regular girl.

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“Morning doll.” Bucky smiled softly as you groaned and shifted on his chest, the only thing keeping you from falling off the couch was his arms around your waist.

“Morning.” You yawned, rubbing tiredly at your eyes causing him to fall just a bit more.

“We should probably get up.” Bucky said regretfully, “last thing we want is someone finding us like this.” You agreed and before long the two of you were dressed and walking over to the door.

“I had fun last night.” Bucky told you with a smile as he brushed some hair from your face before cupping your cheek.

“Me too.” You giggled softly, turning your face slightly to kiss his palm.

“I wish things were different but Steve’s gonna be one lucky man.” He said, pain lacing his words. The frown on his face said more than his words did.

“Steve isn’t the one I want. Things could be different but without this deal...”  

“We all got our roles to play, doll.” Bucky said with an eye roll. “I’ll see you at breakfast.” He told you with a smile before leaning down to kiss you, which you happily returned.

“See you at breakfast.” You replied watching him leave the room first before sighing.

You really didn’t want to run the Kingdom. You hated being a royal.

You really did not want to marry Prince Rogers.

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“You slept with the Princess?” Steve whispered angrily as he pulled Bucky closer to him.

“Yes, and I don’t regret it, Steve. How could I? I mean she’s perfect.” Bucky told him with a smile that Steve had never seen on his friend.

“You love her.” He stated causing Bucky to look at him like he was an idiot.

“No, you idiot. I’ve known her a day, you can’t love someone in a day.” Bucky reasoned.

“True but you can know a lot about a person in a day. You know if you want them in your life, know that you want to spend your waking days with them.” Steve smiled.

“You know I don’t believe in that crap,” Bucky told him and then sighed causing Steve to grin, “but yeah. I left her this morning and it hurt. I want to wake up with her and go to sleep with her. I want to listen to her talk about her books, listen to her tell me the meaning of flowers and about the stars in the sky. I want to listen to her tell me her stories; I want to tell her mine. I want her, pal, and I can’t have her cause she’s a Princess and it kills me that she hates it here.” Bucky finished with a deep breath, feeling sadness settled into him.

“Why are you smiling like that?” Bucky asked as Steve grinned at him. It took him a moment to realise that he wasn’t grinning at him but something over his shoulder.

“Y/N!” He gasped as he turned around and saw you stood there.

“Bucky.” You rushed towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck, him returning the gesturing by placing his hands around your waist.

“What is the meaning of this? Barnes step away from the Princess this instant!” King Y/L/N snapped causing you all to jump.

“Y/N?” Your father turned to you. You hesitated, looking between Bucky, Steve and the Kings before touching your necklace. Your mother wouldn’t want this for you, she’d want you to be happy and even if this decision meant you leaving the castle, she would stand by you. Even if you left and you and Bucky didn’t work out, well then that’s the way things worked sometimes but you had wanted to give up your royal title for years now. This was just the first opportunity you felt brave enough to do so.

“Father, I hereby renounce my Royal Title in the form of Princess. I renounce my right to the throne as next in line and will leave the castle within the hour.” You told him, only a little shocked by how steady your voice was. You heard everyone around you gasp but paid them no mind.

“Y/N, if you are doing this because of the help.” He sneered and before he could continue you cut him off.

“His name his Bucky Barnes. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Mother would never have forced me to marry somebody I didn’t love, she always told me to stay true to myself and be happy! That is what I am doing. This isn’t about Bucky, Steve or any other man in the Kingdoms. It’s about me!” You told him firmly, feeling Bucky rub your lower back caused you to relax slightly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to pack.” With that you turned around, you dress flaring dramatically, and left the room.

“Excuse us too,” You heard Prince Rogers say, “we are going to help Y/N pack.” Moments later you had Steve on one side of you and Bucky on the other.

“Well doll I gotta say, I’m proud of you.” Bucky said as he pulled you into a deep kiss causing you to giggle when he pulled back.

“So, what will you do now?” Steve asked you and you shrugged.

“I’ve given it no thought and so many thoughts.” You told him, smiling as he looking at you questioningly. Before you could clarify you were stopped by King Rogers.

“There is a place for you in our home, anyone who can stand up to Y/L/N like that is welcome in my Kingdom.” King Rogers told you causing you to grin.

“Thank you so much.” You told him, curtsying as you did.

“C’mon doll, let’s get you outta here.” And with that the three of you went to pack. It wasn’t long before you said your goodbyes and were in a carriage with Bucky and Steve.

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A year had passed since your decision to renounce all royal titles and it was the best decision you had ever made. You had travelled, on your own, with Bucky, with Steve, and seen so much. You’d met so many different types of people from all walks of life. You missed your library but Steve made up for that when he showed you his, you spent a week exploring in there before Bucky and Steve convinced you to come out.

You missed your mothers garden terribly but you had started tending to the Rogers gardens, planting many flowers that your mother adored. It wasn’t the same but it kept her alive.

Whilst Steve and you got along amazingly both of you were glad you had stood up to your father and weren’t married. You had so much in common but Bucky was the one you wanted.

A year later the two of you were closer than ever, taking adventures together, enjoying each other’s company and still getting to know each other. Nights saw the two of you holding each other close whispering stories and secrets and sharing soft kisses in the soft light of the candles.

You both confessed you’re love to each other one late August night, the air still warm with a slight chill that let you cuddle together for warmth. He took you on a picnic down by the lake outside the castle and told you he loved you with all his heart, how everyday with you saw him smiling and happier than he’d ever been. You’d returned the gesture of love of course and the two of you stayed up until the early hours of the morning. Evidence of the night before there on your neck for Steve to joke about.

Leaving your Kingdom was the best decision you had ever made, you thought as you looked at Bucky who was laughing and Steve who smiled proudly.

Yeah, you wouldn’t trade that for anything.

Reposting again because y’all don’t seem to know

PSA FOR ALL FANFIC WRITERS.

DONT 👏 TAG 👏 CHARACTERS/PEOPLE 👏 AS 👏 X/READER 👏 OR 👏 X/OC 👏 OR 👏 X/CHARACTER 👏 IF 👏 THEY 👏 ARE 👏 NOT 👏 THE 👏 MAIN 👏 COUPLE 👏

Y'all it’s honestly so frustrating. I mean I get it, I want my work to be seen too. I’ll usually tag a few people that are present in the fic, in the tags, just to be more thorough.

But there is a fine line between tagging let’s say #Captain America and #Captain America x Reader when it’s a Tony Stark x Reader fic.

Especially since Tumblr’s tagging system is already kinda fucked, you don’t make it worse by tagging different people.

Sure, adding more people it gets your work seen in more tags, but not in the light you’d want it to. Personally, if I see a fic that has been tagged with a certain character, that isn’t the character I’m looking for, I pass right by it.

In fact, I make a point to not read it, because that’s just downright lying and frustrating as hell.

Another example, my friend and I like the YouTubers Sam and Colby, Devyn and Corey, Elton Castee and Aaron Doh. (Or the people that live/lived in the “Trap House”) While I like Colby (as does she) she also likes Aaron. So far we’ve only come across one Aaron fic, but in the Aaron Doh x Reader tag? All Colby fics. The only reason we found the one fic was because the girl posted her master list.

I’ve been encountering this since I joined Tumblr, and it’s always frustrated me to no end. So I’ve finally decided to say something about it.

JUST DONT DO IT. YOUR FIC WILL GET NOTICED.

Maybe not as much as you want it to, but that doesn’t give you a right to be disrespectful to those who do write, who aren’t getting reads because you decided your fic was more important. Thank you.

(And yes I will be tagging X Reader stories, not to be hypocritical, but because this needs to be seen by the people that are doing it) (which yes I know is also hypocritical but at least I acknowledge it)

Marvel

Johnny Storm x WOC!Reader

Summary: She was hidden from the world as the age of 16 when something within her awoke. Something demonic. But she has her brother to hold onto when things start to get worse, because he’s there for her. Right? 

Warnings: language, blood, violence, mentions of medical problems. mentions of needles, abuse and torture. 18+ 

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

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A Time Before You

Bruce Banner x Reader x Tony Stark

Summary- It’s hard for your children to imagine a time before their parents knew each other, so imagine Teddy and Edison’s surprise when they wakes up in 2012 a time when their Papa and Dad barley know each other and their Mom isn’t an Avenger.

Message- Reader has frost powers, this is kinda connected to Give him Back to us and Growing Up. All of the kids are in their teens. 

Warnings- Reader is suicidal after a lab accident gives her powers, has to be talked off the ledge. 

Word Count- 1415

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Pit Stop: An Iron Man Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Square: @iron-man-bingo, Coffee Shop Au & @brucebannerbingo, B3 AU: Coffee Shop Warning:  none Word Count: 932 Pairing: Bruce Banner x Tony Stark x F!Reader Summary:  A busy day with activities for the kids means that you, Bruce and Tony are all spread out through the city.  There is always time for coffee though.

You arrived first, stepping into the warmth of the coffee shop from the cool fall air outside.  Ada was wrapped close to you in the dark green wrap you carried her in.  She’d finally fallen asleep after her rather epic meltdown at playgroup.  She was already quite skilled at the tantrum.  It was going to be quite the show when she reached her terrible twos.

You took a seat and when the waitress came over you ordered a decaf latte.  The sacrifices you made to continue to breastfeed.  You sure hoped that Ada appreciated it.  Because of the lack of caffeine, you decided to counter it by doubling up on the sugar and ordering the Brioche sandwich.  If an ice cream sandwich made with brioche, Nutella, and salted caramel ice cream didn’t scratch that itch, nothing was going to.

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My Alpha’s

Bruce Banner x Reader x Tony Stark

Summary/ Request- If you do abo requests can I please request an omega reader expecting a pup with over protective alphas Bruce and tony.

Message- Here’s a new request.

Warnings- ABO

Word Count- 810

**Readers POV**

Alphas were always protective of their Omega’s, yours were no exception. You had met Bruce when he was on the run, he was alone and scared out of his mind. So you brought him to Tony Stark, your older sister’s friends- Peppers- boss. The three of you clicked- true mates is what they called it. The three of you lived in domestic bliss, and after your second heat being mated to Bruce and Tony you ended up pregnant.

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Glasses

Tony x reader x Bruce

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The three of you were some of the smartest people of your age. The three of you had created and solved some of the greatest things the world had seen. But just because you were the smartest of your age, does not mean you knew how to function correctly, or at all.

The three of you were messes of human beings. Tony primarily functioned on coffee, going what felt like weeks without sleeping properly, Bruce had issues with intimacy and with the other guy, though you and Tony did work with him on his intimacy issues, and you struggled with anxiety, but your boys told you, you were getting better with it.

Not to mention the fact you were all incredibly forgetful. Forgetting where you left papers, where you left your keys and you all forgot to sleep or to take your glasses off when you did.

“Bruce, it’s two a.m., even Tony is in bed. Please just come to bed with me.” You pleaded, pulling the short robe tighter over your body.

“Honey, I promise I will come to bed soon.” Bruce promised, moving away from his laptop to take your hands in his. “I am so close to finishing this, I’ll be done in an hour max.”

“Brucie, how long have we been together?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at the man.

“A long time.” He responded, pulling you in closer.

“Exactly, and during this time I’ve worked out, you’re as bad as Tony.” You said, raising an eyebrow at the man who suddenly became sheepish.

“Please, hon, one hour and then I’ll come to bed. I just want to finish this.” He pleaded, pushing his glasses back up. You stared at the scientist for a minute before nodding slightly.

“One hour. If you don’t make your way up to our bed in one hour, I’ll be back down here to drag you up to bed.” You sighed, pointing sternly at Bruce. Bruce smiled brightly and kissed you quickly

“Thank you, honey.” He said, pulling away to move back to where he’d set up. “One hour I promise.” He added before getting back to work. You smiled and shook your head at the excited man before leaving the lab.

“I thought you were making him sleep.” Tony queried as you crawled back into bed. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled in closer. “You made me come to bed.”

“He’s got one hour to finish what he’s working on before I go down there again.” You supplied, resting your head on his chest. “J.A.R.V.I.S. can you please alert me in an hour if Bruce is still in the lab?”

“Of course, Miss L/N.”

“There, you have an alarm if Bruce doesn’t come up.” Tony said, smirking slightly. “How about we get some sleep now?”

“I could go for some sleep.” You admitted. “Love you, Tony.” You told him, leaning up to kiss the man before settling back onto his chest.

“Love you too, Y/N.”

An hour later you woke to the sound of beeping and something prodding your shoulder.

“Go away, Tony.” You grumbled, pushing the hand away.

“Not a chance, baby girl.” Tony said, continuing to poke you. “That’s your Bruce alarm.” He told you causing you to spring up.

“I’ll be right back.” You told the man, jumping out of bed and into the elevator. Running into the lab, you were about to yell at Bruce to get his ass in bed when you stopped suddenly and smiled. Bruce lay slumped over the lab bench, drooling slightly and glasses smooshed into his face.

“Oh Bruce.” You sighed, having an internal debate. Nodding to yourself you moved over to another bench and pulled out the emergency blanket and pillow. You carefully set Bruce up on the makeshift bed and took the glasses off his face. “Night Brucie.” You said, kissing him on the forehead before going back to bed yourself.

“Where’s the big greenie?” Tony asked, pulling you into the bed.

“Asleep in the lab.” You answered, curling into his arms. “He’s lucky I got to him now, he could’ve broken his glasses if he slept with them.”

“Well that would be a stupid mistake.” Tony snorted. “Night Y/N. Love you.” He added.

“Love you too, Tony.” You replied, curling deeper into his warmth.

Both your boys had gone out for the day. Tony was stuck in meetings all day and Bruce had gone out for the day to a safe space to give Hulk an area to have some, safe, fun. With both boys out for the day you’d decided that you needed to finish working on some of the experiments you’d been putting off.

You’d been in the lab for most of the night before and all today. You’d done most of the things on your list and only had a couple things left to do, but you were tired. You’d been running on caffeine, but it was finally starting to wear off. You were too in the zone to get up and get more coffee or go to bed.

You were so tired; you didn’t even remember leaning over the computer and falling asleep.

According to the computer, you’d been asleep for nearly two hours when you woke up. But the time wasn’t why you’d woken up, it was the discomfort you felt on your face. Lifting your head from the computer you saw, or rather didn’t see, what the discomfort you felt was.

As you lifted your head, your glasses fell onto the counter in four separate parts.

“Shit.” You groaned, picking up the two pieces of the broken frames. The lenses themselves had popped out and one of them was broken beyond repair. “Double shit.”

Without being able to use your glasses, it was incredibly hard to see anything. Knowing you had a pair of somewhat useful glasses in the bedroom, you began to slowly make your way to the bedroom.

You made it through the lab and onto the elevator with no problem, but when you made it to your floor you began to have trouble. You were constantly crashing into something and could hardly walk a straight line.

“Baby girl.” Tony said suddenly as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You jumped in surprise and put your hand on his arm. “Are you drunk?”

“I’m not drunk, Tony.” You said, shaking your head slightly.

“You can be honest, Y/N.” Bruce’s voice came from behind you. “We did watch you stumble around the room then.”

“I promise I’m not drunk you two.” You told them both, turning to face them. “I broke my glasses.”

“I’ll get your spares.” Bruce said before he left the room.

“How did you break your glasses?” Tony asked in concern. “You’re usually so careful baby girl.”

“I fell asleep with them on.” You mumbled quietly, cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch that.” Tony said, leaning closer to you.

“I fell asleep with them on and they broke.” You said again, this time louder and clearer. Tony laughed as your face got redder and you could hear Bruce chuckling behind you. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up you two.”

“Here you go, honey.” Bruce said, placing your glasses in your hand. “Tony stop laughing.” Bruce chided the still laughing man.

“I’m sorry baby girl.” Tony apologized, looking slightly remorseful. “It’s just, haven’t we had the conversation to not fall asleep with our glasses on?”

“It was an accident.” You defended yourself, putting your spares on. “And now I’m paying for it, I hate these ones.” You groaned as your eyesight was still fuzzy.

“I’ll book you in for an appointment.” Bruce promised, coming to stand behind you.

“I thought you two weren’t going to be back until late tonight?” You asked, relaxing between the two.

“A couple of my meetings were cancelled, and I finished the rest early.” Tony explained, running his fingers along Bruce’s and your sides.

“The big guy didn’t want to be away too long today either.” Bruce said. “He wanted to smash trees with you two there.”

“We’ll all go together next time.” You promised, looking back at him. “It’ll be fun.”

“Since we’ve all done what we need to today, how about we order in and watch some movies, in the bedroom?” Tony suggested.

“Sounds great.” Bruce said, smiling up at the man.

“You two get set up in bed and I’ll order in. Pizza or Chinese?” He asked, puling apart from the two of you.

“Pizza.” You and Bruce said together. Tony smiled and kissed the two of you and went into the kitchen to grab the menu as Bruce led you into the bedroom.

Non-reader POV

“Okay the pizza is ordered who’s picked the movie?” Tony asked coming into the bedroom. He stopped in the doorway and smiled at the two in front of him.

Y/N and Bruce both laid in bed, Bruce curled around Y/N with her head resting on his chest. Both were fast asleep and still had their glasses on.

“What would you two do without me?” Tony asked, rolling his eyes fondly as he took their glasses off and put them on the bedside table. He proceeded to get undressed and joined the two of you in bed, curling around the two of you.

Reader POV

“This place is gorgeous.” You sighed, leaning against Bruce. The two of you were lounging in the pool at Tony’s house in Australia.

It had been a few incredibly long and hard months back home and this was your vacation. Tony had come up to you both in the lab last week and told you both to ’pack a bag, we’re going on holiday.’

Without telling you where you were going, Tony helped you and Bruce pack a suitcase and hauled you off on his jet for the vacation.

The three of you had landed in Australia a week ago and it had been the most relaxing week, you’d all had in a long time. You’d spent your days, relaxing on the nearby beach, swimming in the pool, cooking out under the stars and of course enjoying each other’s company

Tony’s house was completely private, no-one was able to disturb you. You’d even been able to have the other guy out and about a couple times.

“It is isn’t it?” Bruce said, drawing you out of your thoughts. “It’s so peaceful, it almost makes up for the heat.”

“I’ll take the heat if it means I get you two all to myself.” You told the man, turning in his arms and wrapping yours around his neck. “I’m a selfish woman and I love it when it’s just us three.”

“We love it being just the three of us too, hon.” Bruce said, wrapping his around your waist and leaning down to kiss you. “Speaking of the three of us, where’s Tony?” He asked once you pulled apart.

“I think he’s sunbathing.” You said, looking around to spot Tony on a chair near the pool on his stomach. “Though he looks like he could be asleep.”

“You think we should wake him?” Bruce asked, looking where you were.

“Might as well, it’s about lunch time anyway.” You said, leaning up to kiss Bruce before you swam away with a devilish smirk. “Race you to the stairs.” You called, swimming away. Bruce quickly caught up to you and unfortunately made it to the stairs before you.

“I win.” He said, smiling cheekily at you. Rolling your eyes fondly you climbed out with Bruce walking behind you. “Do I get a prize?” He asked, grabbing you by the waist and spinning you around.

“We’ll see, Doctor Banner.” You teased, kissing him on the jaw before unraveling his arms from you. “But for now, what do you say we wake our lover?”

“I think that sounds like a plan.” Bruce responded as you took his hand in yours and pulled him over to the chair.

“Is he sleeping with sunglasses on his head?” You asked, looking down at the man.

“I think he’s wearing another pair.” Bruce commented, tapping Tony on the shoulder. “Tony wake up.” He said gently. Tony shot up as Bruce tapped him. He looked around in confusion almost knocking the glasses on his head and the ones he was wearing off.

“What’s going on?” He asked, voice thick with sleep as he looked between you two.

“You were sleeping.” Bruce supplied.

“With two pairs of sunglasses on. Why do you even have two on anyway?” You asked, staring at him feeling slightly smug. “Aren’t you always telling us to not fall asleep with our glasses on?”

“I can tell your feeling very smug right now, N/N, but in my defense, I don’t remember falling asleep.” Tony said, running his fingers through his hair.

“Come on, sleepyhead.” Bruce said, helping Tony off the chair. “Let’s go inside, get some lunch in you and then you can go to bed.” He added, leading him into the house with you following.

You and Bruce made a large lunch while Tony sat at the island. When the two of you were down you turned to plate up and instead of seeing Tony sitting there wide awake, Tony was fast asleep on the island, still with two pair of sunglasses.

“Should we wake him?” Bruce asked, smiling at the sleeping billionaire. He really didn’t get that much sleep that often.

“No, let him sleep. We’ll save some lunch for when he wakes up.” You told the man, putting the plates down and taking Tony’s sunglasses off. “We’ll go eat in the living room.” You added, kissing Tony on the head.

Tony woke up a few hours later and joined you two on the couch with a plate of his own.

The three of you were messes of human beings but you were working on it. Together.

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Natasha x reader x Bucky

Steve x reader x Natasha

Sam x reader x Bucky x Steve

Steve x reader x Sam

Clint x reader x Bucky

Natasha x reader x Bucky

Bucky x reader x Sam

Imagine teasing Bruce and Tony

Gif submitted by @travelwithwords. First time writing Banner, so be nice.

You walked into the lab and immediately a smile pulled from your lips. These two were always in the lab and you loved coming around to screw with them.

“Banner, Stark,” you strolled toward the two men and leaned against a metal counter. “What are you two handsome devils doing?”

“Working,” Bruce didn’t bother to look up from his tablet and you winked over at Tony. 

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Bedtime

Bedtime: A ScienceBros Fanfic

Pit Stop

Buy me a ☕ Rating: G

Warning:  parenthood, breastfeeding, slight angst (reader isn’t feeling like a good parent)

Word Count: 647

Pairing: Bruce Banner x Tony Stark x F!Reader

Summary:  Even with three of you, parenting isn’t easy - this bedtime, no one is staying in their own beds.

A/N: I was rereading my fic Pit Stop, and quite liked the little family dynamic I’d made, so I though I’d revisit them.  These are just slice of life things, so you absolutely do not have to have read one to read the other. 

Bedtime

Your eyelids were feeling heavy and you resisted the urge to let them close as you watched your baby girl beside you.  You’d let her fall asleep feeding again.  All the baby books said it was a terrible habit to form but it was the only way you could seem to get her to do it.

She was asleep now - a thin dribble of milk on her chin.  You wanted to move her to her crib but you were too tired and quite frankly, worried she’d wake up again.  It would be okay though.  Your bed was comically large and right now the two of you looked tiny lying in the middle of it.

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Here you go my lovelies. Please feel free to request anything you like but in the meantime enjoy some of these if you need inspiration. 

Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Ride (Part One)

Ride (Part Two)

Ride (Part Three)

Tag! You’re It

It Hurts

Break In

Break In (Part Two)

Let ‘Em Say We’re Crazy

Don’t Say A Word

Beyond All Reason

Plus One

Hotter Than Hell

Gasoline

Can’t Stop Drinking About You

I Just Wanna Make Love To You

Steve Rogers x Reader

Right Here Waiting For You

You Let Her Go

Sick and Tired of Always Being Sick and Tired

I Can’t Fight Them All

I’ll Take Care of You

I Don’t Know You But I Want You All The More For That

Tony Stark x Reader

I Heard A Boy Say Please Don’t Hurt Me

Why Does Love Always Feel Like A Battlefield?

Bruce Banner x Reader

Bruce Put The Happy In Happy Birthday

Sam Wilson x Reader

Better

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

The Lady In Red

Coming Home

Situation - Bruce & Nat (“Like Or Bond”-Series One Shot)

Bruce x Natasha

Warnings: none

Word count: 388

Requested: I would like to see more Natasha and Reader. Also because Bruce knows how Natasha could never be a mother, and now things could change a little. -@Anon

Authors Note: I like this idea as well, also just thought of an interesting one shot for this series which came to me when I was typing this one up. Stay tuned!

Masterlist

Like Or Bond Series Masterlist

Avengers Masterlist

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“Your good with her.” Bruce stated as Natasha walked over to him. The whole group had gotten together today to have some fun at a cabin Tony rented. Peter and Y/n came along as well. Bruce had been watching Natasha and Natasha for a while and it made him smile. 

“So are you.” Nat responded smiling at Bruce.

“No, you. You are good with her in a way I could never be.” He was right and it was true. Y/n and Nat seemed to be best friends and they also seemed to be even closer. WHich made him happy for Natasha, given her situation. At least she could be a mom or motherly figure to someone.

Nat tilted her head as she wrapped her arms around his torso. “How so?”

“Your relationship with her. It’s like a mother and a daughter’s relationship.” Bruce explained as he to wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her closer.

Nat knew what he meant so she nodded and gave him a tight smile. “Yeah, well. She might be my only chance at that.”

“I’m sorry.” Bruce apologized, grimacing at the fact that she couldn’t have a family of her own.

Natasha shook her head as she ran her hands up and down his back. “Don’t be. Your not the one who took that away from me.”

“But I know how much you would have liked to have a child of your own. Our own.” Bruce knew what she wanted even if she didn’t want to say it.

“I would’ve loved to. But I can’t and you know what?” Nat smiled up at him with raised brows. “I don’t think I’d change how this turned out.”

“Nat-”

“No Bruce, listen.” She shook her head. He didn’t need to say what she knew he was going to say. He needed to know how she felt. “Yes, I’d like to have been able to have my own children. But what I got? You, the Avengers, and that girl over there. I might not have all this if things were different. I love Y/n.So much, and I swear sometimes that girl has some of me in her. She has been calling me mom for a while now and yes we have a mother daughter relationship. I got everything I need right here.”

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@gruffle1

The Gunslinger Chronicles (5)

Warnings: 18+ Only! Extreme Violence, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Alcohol Abuse, Smut - M/F, Smut F/F, Bisexual Reader, NSFW.

Pairings: Loki X Reader, Bucky X Reader, Steve X Reader, Natasha X Reader

Summary:

“There was a rule in Shield. Never send in The Gunslinger unless the situations already gone south. She’s a ‘break glass in case of emergency’ kind of agent. Or she was.” Natasha elaborated.  

“What is she now?” Steve asked.  

“A fucking corpse is what she’s supposed to be. We thought she went down with The Triskelion, found her body and everything. Even fooled me and Nat.” Clint sighed.  

Steve tilted his head at Natasha questioningly and she shrugged like it was no big deal, but there was a flicker of darkness in her eyes that betrayed her nonchalant attitude.  

“Ok, so why the Gunslinger? Not that it isn’t a cool name, but why?” Sam asked.  

“Because every mission she did was like the Wild West. She wasn’t refined or precise, but she was damn good at fucking shit up. Give that woman a gun and a day, she’d create enough anarchy to bring down a small country.” Clint snorted.  

“And she’s a crack-shot. She is to a gun what Clint is to a bow and arrow.” Natasha added.

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A/N - If you like this chapter at all, you can thank @buckyreaderrecs​. Without her it wouldn’t exist. Your help was invaluable on this chapter 💕

Part Five - Unfinished Business 

Somewhere between the gym and the kitchen you had managed to lose Clint. Or he had lost you. Either way, it left you alone with Sam, which you weren’t terribly upset about. The man had the figure of…well… a superhero, a grin that made you want to smile back, and the kindest eyes you had ever seen.  

“How are you holding up?” He asked you.

His tone could read as causal or concerned and you had a feeling he’d made it that way on purpose. You could use this as an opportunity to open up to him about any nerves or anxieties you had, or you could brush it off as a platitude. He had left the choice up to you.

“By my bootstraps.” You told him, in an overly-exaggerated southern accent that didn’t actually exist outside of Hollywood.

“Miss Earp, Sergeant Barnes asked me to tell you he’s waiting on the roof for you.” A disembodied voice informed you.

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The Gunslinger Chronicles (6)

Warnings: 18+ Only! Extreme Violence, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Alcohol Abuse, Smut - M/F, Smut F/F, Bisexual Reader, NSFW.

Pairings: Loki X Reader, Bucky X Reader, Steve X Reader, Natasha X Reader

Summary:

“There was a rule in Shield. Never send in The Gunslinger unless the situations already gone south. She’s a ‘break glass in case of emergency’ kind of agent. Or she was.” Natasha elaborated.  

“What is she now?” Steve asked.  

“A fucking corpse is what she’s supposed to be. We thought she went down with The Triskelion, found her body and everything. Even fooled me and Nat.” Clint sighed.  

Steve tilted his head at Natasha questioningly and she shrugged like it was no big deal, but there was a flicker of darkness in her eyes that betrayed her nonchalant attitude.  

“Ok, so why the Gunslinger? Not that it isn’t a cool name, but why?” Sam asked.  

“Because every mission she did was like the Wild West. She wasn’t refined or precise, but she was damn good at fucking shit up. Give that woman a gun and a day, she’d create enough anarchy to bring down a small country.” Clint snorted.  

“And she’s a crack-shot. She is to a gun what Clint is to a bow and arrow.” Natasha added.

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Part Six - The Dead Don’t Lie 

~~~Then~~~

“It’s a simple objective, get in, retrieve the files, get out.”

You cocked your head like a confused puppy and stared at Agent Hill in bewilderment.

“Agent 12?”

“I don’t understand.” You said slowly.

“We have intel that AIM is working on something dangerous and we need more information. Your job is to sneak inside and download the files off of their computer. Just find a computer and insert this USB, it will do the rest of the work.” She explained for the dozenth time, looking more and more exhausted with every repetition.

“Go in, plug in the USB, and then I blow up the building?” You asked hopefully.

“Gun, no!”

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ayoo! do you mind if i could get a marvel ship with a male?

im really quiet and shy at first, and because of that i get really flustered and nervous easily, especially if i don't really know you and because of my own trust issues. but im really quite friendly and I'll open up to you more once it'll just take some time for me to open my shell. Once it does, i become a huge dork who's also a klutz.

i love to read and write because it allows me to express my thoughts and ideas. my interests are mostly in the social sciences with history, politics, and philosophy being my favorites to discuss, so i prefer to talk and think deeply when im with someone rather than small talk.

my friends say im a soft cinnamon roll since im really warm, sweet, empathetic, and encouraging to them as well as being gentle and enthusiastic about anything. but they also say that im an old soul because of my said interests, knowledge, and advice as well as being charmingly silly at the same time. I love my loved ones and im really loyal and loving towards them and I'll do anything in my power to help and protect them and I'm constantly looking out for them.

although i can definitely be independent, in a group setting, i work wel with others and be calm and composed most of the time as well taking my role seriously and being a responsible person especially if im a leader position. im inquisitive and curious so i love to listen to all sorts of stories and ideas and taking note of them in my head, even with the smallest of details.

i do a little bit of art and photography, but my skills are far from great. i mostly do it because i love doing it and i want to keep it as a memory. i usually have my subjects being my friends or the scenery around me whenever im out and about, but I do love writing about my experiences and thoughts.

For my mbti, I'm an INFJ and my harry potter house is Ravenclaw.

Geez, this was a bit too long than i expected but i hope you don't mind! hope you're doing good and thanks in advance!

Hi! Hey, with more information it's easier for me to write something good since I've got more things to work with. I love how so many of the people that requested are INFJs, since it's believed to be the rarest personality type XD Well anyway, I match you with:

Bruce Banner

Homeboy's pretty shy as well, so I imagine it was one of the other avengers that set you two up (my bets are on Nat, because she wants to see Bruce happy).

Once you two really get used to each other though...cuteness ensues.

He's also a big dork when with the right people, expect him to tell you at least one science based joke a day (that he's probably gonna end up explaining to you...But he doesn't mind, he's actually really good at explaining stuff so that you get it and if it gets a laugh out of you at the end, it's worth it for him.)

He's not really a clutz, but never gets mad/frustrated when you have an accident. If you trip and take some things down with you? It's okay, that happens, just don't touch the acid that's now on the floor love, he'll find something to clean it up <3

If you're a nght owl, you could spend late nights with each other. He would tinker with some stuff he and Tony were working on for the past week and since Tony has been living on coffee and pure willpower, Bruce sent him to bed, saying he would do the work for him.

You would come some time later because you don't like waiting on him so late. He doesn't show it much, but he really appreciates you keeping him company. You can read your book while he still works out some kinks on their project while having a pleasant conversation about really anything.

Bruce likes to have long talks about politics and philosophy, it really stimulates the brain, y'know? He likes it when he can think hard about something. Though he doesn't like arguing about it.

It certainly makes him feel a certain kind of way seeing you care for others so intensely. He's always wanted a normal life, have a nice family, live a calm life. It makes him kind of sad that things turned out different, but hey, if they didn't, he wouldn't have met you. And it's not like you two can't have a family together...

That's really Bruce's biggest dream, to settle down and live a happy life with you.

If you want to embarass him, take a picture of him. He is definitely the kind of person to hide their face when you tell them you're taking a picture of them. Especially if you tell him he looks handsome, homeboy's face turns hot like a damn furnace.

Others I can see you with: Loki Laufeyson - Loki would definitely be amused by your shyness, but since he discovered that you're someone he can hold a serious conversation with, he makes an effort to at least be on good terms with you, he is really bored amongst the other avengers. He would tease you for your clumsiness, but would check if you're hurt every time. Also, cuddling and reading is a must. When you've had a bad day, he would read to you, but would love it if you read to him as well. Loki would admire your loaylty and care for others, if you haven't earned his respect before with your knowledge, you definitely have his respect now. He would love to take you to Asgard, so that you could take some picture, because let's be honest, it's a beautiful place (not to mention he'd love to look at them when he gets homesick/nostalgic). Loki would also love to teach you about Asgardian culture and customs and would love how your eyes sparkle with wonder and excitement. Plus if you remember the thing he tells you? You would be a goddess in his eyes.

To the fanfiction readers, the late night scrollers, the ones who are trying to escape, to find a moment of peace, to find comfort or a safe place to land.

You're safe here. You are safe, you are loved and you are important. The world needs you and my dear sweet one, I promise you it will get better. Maybe not today or tomorrow but it will get better. People love you and are here for you.

You are valid, you are enough. I promise you that you are enough.

So take a deep breath and relax a little for me. I hope you find the fan art or the fanfiction you need. I hope you find comfort and safety here. I hope you know you're favorite character is waiting for you, they adore you and are so excited to see you.

You can do this sweet one. Life is tough but so are you. Your comfort character believes in you and so do I, the random girl on Tumblr who knows it gets better, because it did for her.

❤️💛True Believer 💛❤️

New Bruce Banner x reader up soon!

OK I KNOW I HAVE BEEN GONE FOREVER BUT I FINALLY POSTED A NEW FIC

BRUCE BANNER X READER BC I AM IN LOVE WITH HIM

PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME