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fandomnerd9602 · 1 day
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Y/N finds Wanda sitting alone in the local library...
Y/N: somehow I knew I'd find you here.
Wanda: it is peaceful.
Y/N: mind if I join you?
Wanda: y-yeah that would be great.
Y/N sits across from Wanda...
Wanda: you're not at all how i'd expect an avenger to be.
Y/N: I'm not an avenger...I'm your personal book buddy
Wanda giggles at that remark...
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for @lifespectator
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marionluth · 3 days
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Some days I just wish Tony Stark actually existed. And that he was a friend that I could casually call and just vent about something and let his speedy-sarcastic-no-fucks-left-to-give banter take my mind off of it all.
We start talking about anxiety issues and writer's block and end up discussing the promise of therapy through virtual reality with dinosaur-ghosts or something.
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tonysfarts · 1 month
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sometimes babygirl is a grown ass man
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teaaagan · 7 months
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Hug
Y/N: Do you need a hug?
Natasha, upset: WHAT DO YOU THINK??
Natasha: *Storms off*
Y/N:
Natasha, coming back: Yes please, I’m sorry
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certifiedpvssyeater · 7 months
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the only ship in the ocean
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The High Evolutionary destroyed an entire planet of innocent people and I am DEVASTATED THAT THEY KILLED THE PRECIOUS BAT FAMILY.
Also I am permanently emotionally devastated from the Rocket flashbacks
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lives-in-midgard · 1 month
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"Who's afraid of little old me?"
"You should be"
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blackfawn · 2 months
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I've never properly drawn him before and that's a crime
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rusted-soldier · 1 year
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Thinking about Bucky in Romania and how every old lady in his apartment building probably adores him because he’s this handsome, strong, man who always helps them cross the street, and keeps those whippersnappers from stealing their purses, and holds the door open, and is just so baby-shaped to all of them.
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ziggyzolch · 2 months
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Headache (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)
Summary: If you could describe yourself in three words, they would be: little shit speedster. Causing trouble was your favorite pastime, and you've never been caught. That would change, however, when an angsty witch is assigned to capture you. Warnings: Cursing
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The stench of vomit and cigarettes fills your nose as you duck and hide in an alley next to a nightclub. Wiping sweat off of your forehead, you peek your head out of the alley and watch the police cars that were chasing you turn the wrong corner. After making sure the coast was clear, you let out a breath then fall to the ground in laughter. “Idiots.” You push out in between giggles.
Being a little shit was your specialty. From egging random houses to stealing batons from unaware police men, there was nothing you weren’t up for. Graffitiing police cars, though, wasn’t something you did often, but definitely what you had just done. You were adding the finishing touches, pubes, to the massive penis you just spray painted on the car when a cop finally noticed you. It was embarrassingly easy to outrun him, you can’t blame him though. 
You discovered your superhuman speed the first time you got caught messing around, and your shit-headedness increased tenfold. The early years of your childhood were a mystery to you, only rarely getting short, useless flashbacks to being in a lab of some sort. You figured that's where your abilities came from, but in all honesty you didn’t really care. Whatever you didn’t remember was not your problem. 
A good 3 minutes of laughing later, you catch your breath and sprint back to your dorm, ignoring the glowing red light at the corner of your eye.
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Walking into your dorm room, the first thing you notice is how cold it is. The door closes behind you, a red mist dissipating around it. Your eyes widen and you let out a quiet ‘What the fuck’ before the sound of your chair moving catches your attention. Your window was open. The first explanation you think of is that your roommate is playing a stupid prank. “You aren’t funny, Becca. Why are you even still up-” You pause, a figure suddenly appearing in front of you.
That is most definitely not your roommate. 
They cover your mouth right when you're about to scream. 
“Shh, she’s sleeping. Move.” The stranger, which you now know is a woman, turns you around and pushes you out of your dorm, her hand still covering your mouth. Your thoughts start racing. ‘What the fuck! I should’ve brought my rape whistle with me. This is definitely human trafficking. Couldn’t they kidnap me tomorrow, I have homework-’ 
The woman turns you around “Shut up! For fucks sake- ew!” She stares at you in shock. Did you just lick her hand? After an awkward stare off you finally speak, “Fuck you, rapist!” You turn to run when you’re stopped by a…red cloud?
You can hear her voice getting closer while she stomps towards you, “Don’t even try to run, and I’m not a rapist you little shit.” 
“Let me go!”
“That’s not happening.”
“Yeah cuz you’re a RAPIST.” 
She pinches the bridge of her nose, “Tony told me you were a handful but I didn’t think it’d be this bad”
“Yeah well…Fuck you and Tony!”
“Oh my god.”
“Rapist!”
“Enough!” You’re about to reply with another accusation when red fills your vision. 
Wanda picks you up from where you passed out and sighs in exasperation. Tony’s in for a ride.
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Next Part
A/N: This is the first chapter! I'll probably upload more on AO3 and Wattpad, @ziggyzolch on both :)
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fandomnerd9602 · 19 hours
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Wanda lands with a thud…
Y/N: you always have to make an entrance don’t you?
Wanda simply saunters up to Y/N, hips swaying…
Wanda: I put on a little show for you, detka
Her fingertips caress Y/N’s chest and chin…
Wanda: I have quite a show for you inside (winks)
Wanda saunters into the house, Y/N quickly follows…
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you-have-a-metal-arm · 4 months
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Don’t You Ever Leave Me, Don’t You Ever Go.
Pairing: Bestfriend!Bucky x Bestfriend!Reader, Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 0.7k (723 words)
Trope: Best friends to lovers, hurt and comfort
Warnings: Toothrotting amount of fluff, nightmares and insecurities, mentions of Steve, and… I think that’s it?
Summary: Bucky wakes up from a nightmare, and you are there to comfort him.
Author’s Note: Please do not copy or translate my work. I appreciate every feedbacks! Thank you for reading!
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“Please… Please leave me alone...”
You heard a soft murmur followed by multiple screams from your room. It was coming from the other side of the hallway, exactly where Bucky’s room was.
‘I thought he was getting better…’
You thought to yourself because your best friend’s night terror hadn’t woken you up for over a week by now. But, oh boy, how wrong you were. As soon as you heard him starting to hyperventilate, you ran to his room.
“Bucky, hey, wake up.”
You shook him to wake him up, but it was no use. He was in deep sleep even though all the monsters were messing with his head.
“Bucky!! Please, I need you to wake up.”
You said with a more demanding tone while shaking him harder than usual. He woke up, sweat dripping down all over his face and his hands frantically shaking as he tried to touch you with his hands.
“Another nightmare, huh?”
 You asked him with a gentle tone, hoping it wouldn’t startle him.
He just nodded in reply and looked away from your face. He was too scared to look at you and see the hurt in your eyes from seeing him so messed up. But you took Bucky’s face with two tiny hands and gently tugged him to look at you.
“Buckaroo, what’s wrong?”
You asked, knowing he wouldn’t open up.
“Nothing”
He replied, as you expected.
“We promised Bucky, remember? We promised each other that we’d tell each other whatever was happening in our heads. And I promise you I will never judge or leave you for anything. I promise.”
You whispered, keeping eye contact, hoping he could feel your honesty. He just nodded and smiled to assure you he was okay. But you could see it from his eyes that he wasn’t. After all, you two have been each other’s soulmates for the past three years. So you quietly hugged Bucky’s torso, and to your surprise, Bucky gently laid his head on your chest, feeling your embrace with every nerve of his body.
“You aren’t going to leave me, are you?”
He whispered so quietly yet rapidly that you almost couldn’t hear it.
“What do you mean?”
You asked in confusion.
“You’re not going to leave me… Right?”
“Why would I ever leave you, Buck?”
“‘Cause you will someday find a true love, and you’ll leave me for them, just like Steve did.”
You knew Steve’s absence made Bucky fall into his dark thoughts again, but you didn’t realize he was suffering this much. You felt so bad for him that you left him with his mind running all over the place, spiraling with all kinds of scenarios that would never even happen.
“Bucky… I love you.”
You told him while you were massaging his scalp.
“Don’t say that. You’re saying that to make me feel good.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re only saying that to make me feel better, right?”
“Buck… we’ve been telling each other ‘I love you’s for about two years. What are you talking about?”
“I love you, but it’s- it’s different.”
“What do you mean it’s different?”
“I- I- I love you Y/N, and it’s a feeling I’ve never felt before- it’s like butterflies- it’s like someone is drawing inside my stomach when I look into your eyes, my heart flutters, and I can feel my face turn red, and I know that’s not what you should feel to your best friend, and I’m sorry- I’m sorry that I’m ruining this whole thing up with the stupid little feelings… God… I’m so sorry.”
Your brain instantly clicked as you heard him sob in your arms. You gently cupped his face, and you softly kissed his lips. You felt Bucky getting all tense, but a while later, you could feel Bucky kissing you back, pulling your hair fondly. To you, he smelled like peppermint and salt, probably from sweating from the nightmare, and to him, you smelled like strawberry.
After you broke the kiss, you two started grinning as if you were a child again.
“That was… good.”
The both of you stated together.
You held Bucky into a warm embrace, hugging him from behind. Playing with his hair and whispering sweet nothings. That night was the best sleep you two have ever had in your entire lives.
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Thank you for reading 🖤🖤
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tonysfarts · 20 days
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hard at work
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teaaagan · 5 months
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Wanda: hey, want me to do a tarot reading for you?
Y/N: sure
Wanda: -laying down cards- alright, this one tells me you're a precious angel, this one says your smile is heavenly, and-
Y/N: those aren't even tarot cards, they're photo cards of me
Wanda: my point still stands
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bitchystxrk3000 · 7 months
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Loki: We need to get through this locked door. Thor, give me your credit card.
Thor: Here.
Loki, pocketing it: Thanks. Y/N, kick down the door.
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number-one-van · 3 months
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MOBIUS, PUT YO HANDS ON HIS SLUTTY LITTLE WAIST NOW 🗣️‼️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️🗣️
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