I Promise || Part 2 || Steve Rogers / Reader

bucky who can’t quite seem to get over the fact he can pick up mjolnir even though it’s been a good three months since the first time he accidentally plucked it from the ground in avenger’s tower. the hammer itself always seems to be in the most random of places and bucky will walk over to it whenever the opportunity comes along and look around to make sure no one is watching before picking it up again as it expecting one day that he won’t be able to lift it again. except every time it comes off the ground without hesitation and he grins like an absolute idiot because it means more to him than it probably should just that mjolnir deems him worthy at all so that must mean there’s something good about him, right?

and of course tony eventually asks why thor leaves his hammer just sitting around the place and thor simply smiles and says, “because it helps where i cannot.”

and nobody knows exactly what he means by that

First Impressions (Young! Loki X Young! Reader)

Words: 1634 Pronouns used: She/Her Warnings: fluff

Your POV “Come along (Y/n), this will be fun!” My mother squealed.

“Odin and Frigga have two boys around your age, now that I think about it.” My father followed up. I sighed and rested my hand against my chin, looking out the window of the carriage. “At least pretend to be excited when we get there.”

Putting on my best smile, I giggled. “Of course, father! Why wouldn’t I be excited?”

“That’s the spirit, dear.” The carriage came to an abrupt stop in front of a large castle. The driver helped us out while his assistant grabbed our luggage and carried it to the front door. A large, burly looking man opened the door and shook my fathers hand.

“Faas! Good to see you!” The man boomed. “And Alva, you still look as beautiful as ever.” (They are your parents)

“Odin, wonderful to see you too.” My father smiled. The two had been friends since childhood, and they hoped you and Odins sons would get along as well. A lady dressed in gold appeared behind him.

“Invite them in, Odin.” She said.

“Hello Frigga!” My mother practically sang. The lady ushered you in, and you gathered in the kitchen.

“Of course, you two know (Y/n).” My mom gushed.

“Oh, we haven’t seen you since you were a babe. If you wish, our sons are in the library.” Frigga smiled.

I thanked her and rushed out of the room, my dress flurrying behind me. I roamed the castle, peeking behind all the doors in attempt to find the library. I passed a room, poking my head in to see two boys. One was sitting in a chair reading, while the other was leaning on the back of the chair.

“Come on brother! Let’s spar!” The blond one whined.

“Thor, I’m trying read.” The black haired one replied.

“But Loki-”

“I’ll spar with you.” You interrupted. The two looked at you in surprise before Thor started to laugh.

“You? You are merely a girl!” Thor chuckled. “But if you really want to go, I’ll go easy.”

He led me to a room with matts on the floor and padded walling. Loki counted down, still engrossed in his book.

“Go.” Thor came towards you at full speed, attempting to take you down. I side stepped, taking his arm and flipping him which took him down for the count.

“I never thought a lady could be so… Manly!” Thor exclaimed. “I am Thor, and this is my brother, Loki. What may we call you?”

“(Y/n). (Y/n (l/n).” I laughed. “Say, could you show me back to the library? It was rather big and I’d love to look at what books you have.” Thors face fell, but he reluctantly led the way, Loki trailing behind us.

I grinned excitedly, thanking Thor before running off to find a book. “Aha!” You exclaimed, twenty minutes later, holding a midgardian book called ‘Romeo and Juliet.’ I began to climb down the extremely tall ladder, but it began to wobble, causing me to loose my footing. “oomph!” Was I dead? No, I couldn’t be. So how…? I opened my eyes and saw Loki holding me bridal style.

“You really should be more careful. You’ll get hurt if you keep being so reckless.” I’m sure in that moment, my face would put a tomato to shame.

“Thanks. Can you, uh, put me down now?” He set me down on the ground gently before going on his way. I found a chair in the room, sitting on it and beginning my book.

“Miss, dinner will be served soon. You’ve been requested by the sons of the household.” I looked up from my book at the maid.

“Of course. Would you mind showing me the way?” I asked.

“Not at all.”

Third person POV

That evening you sat under the covers on the guest bed, reading a book about constellations and midgard with a flash light. A knock on your door could be heard, but you were so caught up in the information that you didn’t hear it. The door creaked open, and a grumpy looking Loki walked in.

“I can see your light from across the hall, would you please go to bed?” He seethed.

You peeked out from under the covers and shone your light on him. “Sorry, but this book is really good!” He walked over and threw back the covers to reveal you and your book.

“You like Midgard?”

“Yes, it fascinates me! The constellations, their methods of buildings. Oh, my favorite era was the 1950’s!” You began to explain.

“Well one day, I’m gonna rule Midgard.” He grinned. “If you want, I’ll let you help me take over.”

“But we barely even know each other!”

“So? I’ll need a queen.”

You stared up at him and laughed. “Yeah, alright!”

The next day, you wandered down to the library with the large book, having agreed to meet Loki there last night. You heard girlish voices and a few deep chuckles coming from inside.

“Oh Thor, you’re so smart! Could you maybe help me with my homework?”

“Yes, me too?” Two girls sat on either side of Thor, pressing their cleavage up against him and looking ‘oh so lost.’ Loki sat across from them, back to you.

“Of course!” Laughed the blond. “I was always taught it is only polite to help ladies.”

You snorted and quietly walked behind Loki, throwing your arms around him.

“Hi Loki! Whatcha reading?”

“Hello princess (Y/n). It’s not of importance.” He shielded his book. You shrugged it off and sat down next to him and took out your book. The girls continued to press themselves onto Thor, and you could practically feel Loki’s annoyance of his brother getting all their attention.

“Loki, how do you say this?” You feigned stupidity. He raised a brow at you, but complied all the same.

“Eccentricity.”

“Right.” You said, bringing a finger to your lip. “And that means…”

“The measure of how an object’s orbit differs from a perfect circle. Eccentricity defines the shape of an object’s orbit.” He described. The girls eyes were now on him, and they whispered to one another. They got up from their current spots and shoved your seat away, sitting next to the black haired god.

“Wow Loki, you’re so smart!” Exclaimed one

“Yes, and handsome, too.” Said the other seductively. The boy began to bask in their attention, now ignoring you.

Looks like your plan worked too well.

Smiling sadly,you got up from the table and left the library, strolling through the gardens and occasionally meeting up with Thor throughout the rest of the day.

That night you slept soundly in your bed. That is, till someone shook you awake.

“What?” You groaned.

“Sh. I need you to come with me.” Loki whispered.

“Wh-”

“Just do it!” You were taken aback, but followed him all the same. He led you through the gardens into an open field where he sat down with a big book.

After a moment, you joined him in the wet grass.

“You said you liked stars, right? Well, that’s the constellation Orion, and that bright orange star is beetle juice. The one shaped like a pot is the Little Dipper, and if you look a little farther, you can see the Big Dipper.” He explained, pointing to each.

“Where’d you learn all this?” You asked, fascinated.

“The book I was reading earlier. Speaking of which, this is for you.” He slid you a large, leather bound book with gold lettering. “It’s all about Midgard and heavenly bodies. Thought you might like it.”

“Thanks!” He stiffened when you hugged him.

“You are very welcome.”

The two of you say like that for hours until you were falling asleep. He picked you up and carried you back to the castle, where he found two guards and his parents standing there.

“If you are going to blame someone, I’ll take it. I forced her out with me.” He explained sturdily. His parents sighed and Odin took the small sleeping girl back to her room. Frigga led Loki back to his.

Her words said, “We aren’t angry,”

But her face said “You’ve disappointed me.”

The boy didn’t sleep easily that night, knowing he was in trouble, and that he may have gotten his friend in trouble as well.

When he woke up the next morning, he found (Y/n) crying in the dining room as her parents punished her for her actions. He decided in order to no longer get her into trouble, he would keep away.

(Y/n) didn’t understand why he stopped talking to her out of the blue, but she did know that when she went home three days later, she was upset when he didn’t see her off.

“He didn’t even say goodbye!” She cried to her mother that evening, clutching her dress. The book he gave her sat on her bedside table, pages already worn from how many times she thumbed through it.

Her mother left the room not too long after, and the girl was alone once again, or so she thought.

“I’m sorry I didn’t see you off. I thought you would be angry with me for getting you in trouble.”

The (h/c) haired girl looked up. “L-Loki?” She sniffed.

“Only a projection, but yes, it’s me.”

(Y/n) began to laugh. “You idiot! Getting in trouble is worth it when you have fun.” She explained.

He threw her a confused look before grinning. “So we can still be friends?”

“Of course! My family and I will be visiting again soon. Could you tell me more about Midgard?” You pleaded.

Loki gave a soft smile. “If you wish, princess.”

Hannigram: Every Shot

Yes, I went through all 39 episodes of Hannibal, and selected frames from every shot Hugh Dancy and Mads Mikkelsen shared the screen.

Prank King & Queen

Request: Could you do an imagine with deadpool where the both of you prank the avengers tower and they all catch it on tape and find you? Once they find you they also figure out that the two of you have been pranking basically everything and everywhere whilst wearing different meme masks?

Pairing: Deadpool x reader

Warnings: Swearing (what’s new)

A/N: Yo okay so I haven’t seen Deadpool so I don’t really know much about the character’s personality so I hope I did your request justice. I know I didn’t really do meme masks, but I did horror movie masks.Love y’all. X

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“Y/N,” You heard your name being whispered from the door of your room, and as you looked over you saw your buddy Wade, aka Deadpool, standing there suggestively with his hands on his hips, nodding his head slowly.

“Can I help you, beatle boy?” You asked, putting your book now and turning to face him.

“I think it’s time we go for round five,” He says, and you’re almost certain Wade is smirking under that mask, which covered his face along with his entire body which was covered as well.

“I’m sorry, what?” You asked, unsure of what he meant by round five.

“Remember when we pranked the rest of the hero dudes by standing in the dark wearing Freddy Krueger masks?” He asked, and you smiled at the memory, nodding, “I think it’s time for prank numero cinq,” He held up two fingers and you smirked.

You and Wade stood in the middle of the kitchen, waiting for someone to get up for a midnight snack - which was normally Steve. You both stood there, in Freddy Krueger masks from Nightmare on Elm Street, standing silently and perfectly still.

You heard a door open and shut, and you smirked to yourself knowing Steve was getting up for his ‘secret’ midnight snack, which was normally some cookies. You saw Steve’s body make it’s way into the kitchen as he let out a scream, his body hitting the wall behind him.

“WHAT THE FU- JESUS CHRIST, SON OF A BITCH!” He cursed, running back down the hallway, and you did your best to hide your laughter as you and Wade high-fived and went back to your rooms, mimicking Steve’s face.

“Alright, mister, and what might that be?”

~

The tower was silent, everyone was out on a mission and since you and Wade were both injured, you both stayed back. Luckily for you both, it was time for big prank number five. Your special power was controlling ice and water, so you were going to freeze over the entire room. Wade absolutely loved the idea, his face lighting up at the thought of giving Tony a little bit of a surprise when coming home.

You had slowly made your way around the house, your fingertips sparking blue as you covered the walls and furniture in a small layer of ice, Wade staying in front of you so he wouldn’t ‘slip and die.’

“It’s so cold in here, how can you handle it?” He asked once you finished the entire floor (the main floor), the ice shining a light orange due to the setting sun.

“I’m used to it,” You shrugged, about to take a sip of water until realizing it was frozen, making you roll your eyes and put the glass down.

“Do you feel cold?” He asked, an arm draping around your shoulders as you smiled lightly.

“No,”

You heard the elevator ding from a couple doors down, and knew that the gang was back, so Wade grabbed your hand and ducked you both under a cabinet, completely invisible to people passing by. You heard their chatter stop as Tony’s voice soon replaced the silence.

“What the HELL HAPPENED HERE?!” You heard him stomp his way into your vision, “ICE? REALLY? WADE, IS THAT YOU? YOU’RE BEHIND THIS, AREN’T YOU?”

You covered your mouth, silencing your oncoming giggles.

“It’s fucking freezing, where the hell did all this ice come from?” You heard Natasha’s voice as she made her way into the same room.

“Who do you think? Who do we know that can cast ice?” Steve tried hiding his chuckle as Tony shot a deadly stare at the soldier.

“Y/N! GET YOUR ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!” You hid your head in Wade’s chest, his heart beating fast. You slowly started to let the spark leave your fingers, noticing how the ice was slowly starting to melt, water droplets falling onto the less frozen ground.

“Fuck, no, you are not flooding my tower, nuh uh missy!” You couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a loud laugh at Tony’s extremely pissed off face, making his angry eyes look directly at you as you saw him practically steaming, the other Avengers amused, laughing quietly.

“Yes, Mister Stark?” You asked innocently, walking out with your hands behind your back, quickly absorbing all the moisture you had created, making it disappear without Tony noticing.

“Y-You’re flooding my tower!” He flailed his arms and you cocked your eyebrow, looking around.

“I see no water, Tony,” You gave him an ‘are you crazy’ look, your lying skills playing in very well at a moment like this. Tony rolled his eyes and turned around, his jaw dropping quickly when he realized indeed, there was not a drop of water on any furniture or floor, his eyes bulging. He sighed and turned around.

“Don’t mess with me, kiddo, it’s been a long day,” He rolled his eyes and walked off, leaving you and the other Avengers laughing your asses off.

~

“Y/N! Wade! Will you come down here a second?” Tony’s voice called throughout the tower, making you groan and get off your bed, heading towards the kitchen. When you walked in, you joined Tony, looking at a security footage of the tower. Wade walked in, wrapping his arms around you from behind as you both watched the footage. You saw yourself walking in and freezing everything, hiding, and sucking it all back up when Tony called you out, making you cringe as Tony turned to face the two of you.

“So, this is what you two do on your time off?” He asked, and you looked over at Wade.

“Nah, just when we’re bored,” He shrugged and you elbowed him.

“This was a one time thing, we’re very sorry we startled you Tony,” You smiled sheepishly at him, giving him a slight puppy-dog look.

“One time thing? Really? What about the Freddy Krueger incident? Or when you pretended to be bad guys at my party by wearing the masks from the Purge and playing a video you two filmed of yourselves? Or when you put fake blood on the wall and scared the living shit out of us? Or when-”

“Yeah, we get it, we’re bored often,” Wade chuckled slightly, and Tony rolled his eyes.

“Next time you guys are here alone, you’ll have work to do,”

“No, Tony we’ll behave, we promise, right Wade?” You shot Wade a look.

“Yes, promise,” Wade put on a fake smile, and Tony eyed you two suspiciously before nodding and walking out of the room. Wade let out a sigh as you burst out laughing, walking over to him as he wrapped his arms around you.

“I think we’ll have to be sneakier, prank queen,” Wade grinned, pressing a small kiss to your lips, making you smile back.

“Indeed we do, prank king,” 

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Travelin’ Soldier

Bucky Barnes x Reader

alright here’s another sad one. didn’t hurt as much to write but i had tears forming. sorry again!

Author: Amanda

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The Biggest Fanboy (Pietro Maximoff Award)

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 Pairing:
 Peter Parker x Reader Winner:
 @hair-dye-or-nawh Warnings: None Notes: Here is the fourth award request (almost halfway through, yay!) After this one I think I might try and write another part to We Start Over and maybe some of my old requests. I just wanted to take this opportunity to say thank you for 3k followers and once again apologise for how little I’ve been posting. I have alot of stuff going on in my life (more mental than anything) and it’s just so mentally exhausting that I don’t have alot left to put into my writing. Anyway thankyou to everyone that has stuck by me and always enjoy! —————————————————————————————

Being the youngest Avenger definitely had its perks. Such as Tony making you all the tech you could possibly want just to make sure you were safe, and basically having a super soldier bodyguard. However, there was thing that sucked about being the only young member of team. It was incredibly lonely. Sure the rest of the team tried to include you whenever they could, but you were so much younger than them that you didn’t really have all that much in common. That was why when you heard of the spiderboy, you were intent on making him your friend. It would be great to have someone your own age that understood the whole superhero lifestyle, so you’d pretty much begged Tony for his address and decided to drop in on him the first chance you got.

Knocking on the apartment door, you were greeted with a face of a kind looking woman that you assumed to be his aunt. “Hello, Ms Parker. I’m Y/N, a friend of Peter’s.” You smiled innocently at the brunette woman, hoping she believed you. “Oh of course, can’t say Peter’s ever spoken about you before but come on in.” She smiled, opening the door for you to enter. Nodding, you stepped in to the small apartment. “Peter’s room is just upstairs and to the left.” She gestured with a smile. “Thankyou Ms Parker.” You smiled, heading up the small staircase and towards the newest Avenger’s room. Knocking twice you waited for a shout of confirmation that you could enter before pushing open the door.

What was inside was definitely not what you expected. Flickering your eyes over the walls you could see multiple pictures of the team, but the face that seemed to be covering most of the pale blue walls, was yours. “Sorry Aunt May, I’ll come and fix the washing machine in just a…” Peter trailed off eyes latching on to your awed expression. “Wait… you’re not Aunt May…” Peter stuttered. “You’re… you’re…” He gulped, watching as you stepped towards one of his posters, running your fingertips over the image of you in your mission outfit. “I’d introduce myself, but it seems that’s not needed.” You smiled, turning on the nervous looking boy sat at the desk. “Uh… no… I uh…” He stuttered, cheeks flaming red. “Well, for the sake of moving this conversation along…” You grinned, perching on the edge of his bed, “I’m Y/N, one of your new teammates, I just thought that since, y’know we’re the ‘babies’ of the team, that we should get to know each other.” You babbled, eyes still darting around the room. “Uh yeah… hi… I’m Peter.” He replied, standing up and shuffling around slightly before crossing his arms. “I know.” You grinned, patting the space next to you as you pulled your legs up and sat cross legged. “So Peter, when did you become my biggest fanboy?” You chuckled, jabbing him in the side slightly as he sat down. “I wouldn’t say that I was… I’m not…” He babbled, looking adorably flustered. “You know you’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” You smirked, enjoying the pink colouring that came to his cheeks, yeah you two were gonna get on just fine.

Requested by: Anon

I’m seriously in love with your work!! Could you write an imagine where the reader is a stock market trader and meets Tony Stark at the NYSE?

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“Oh my– I’m so sorry.” You quickly said, turning around to apologize to the man you had just run into. “I'm– oh, Mr. Stark.”

“It’s fine.” Tony told you, dismissively waving his hand. “It is pretty crowded today.”

“It’s always like this though.” You told him, smoothing out your shirt a bit. “I should be used to this.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Tony gave you a charming smile, and he held out his hand. “Tony, but you probably knew that already.”

“Everyone here knows who you are, Mr. Stark.” You shook his hand with a smile on your face. “I’m Y/N.”

“I knew that already.” Tony said as he shrugged. “Just trying to make this meeting a little this awkward.”

“It was awkward when I almost knocked you over, Mr. Stark.” You told him with a small laugh. “And I’m sorry about that, again.”

“No harm done.” Tony reassured you. “And please, just call me Tony.”

Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*

My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.

Colors [Bucky Barnes x Reader]

Word count: 740

Warnings: Angst

Storyline: Imagine based on the song by Halsey ‘Colors’.

Request: Hey! Can I have a Bucky songfic for Colors by Halsey? Sorry, I know you’ve been getting a lot of songfics lately, but I feel like it’s going to be really cool. Love you, by the way!

Author’s note: I’ve been obsessed with this song for a while now but I actually didn’t know the real meaning behind the song, And apparently, this song is about The 1975′s frontman Matty Healy. It has a bittersweet meaning. I thought that the real meaning didn’t adapt to well to Bucky so I did my own thing. I don’t think the fic follows the song in a matter of meaning but I think it follows the rhythm of the song. I have to say it’s a weird fic so, bear with me.

Masterlist / To Do List

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so. You said your mother only smiled on her TV show. You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope, I hope you make it to the day you’re 28 years old

I observed him as the nurses and Steve tried to calm him down. After the nightmare he had, Bucky had woken up without knowing who he really was and thinking that he was still the Winter Soldier, the monster who was controlled by HYDRA.

Steve tried to talk some sense into him but Bucky wasn’t listening. Even though he had never said it out loud, Steve loved Bucky was a brother. His actions made it clear and he thought that materialize those words wasn’t going to change anything. Perhaps he was right but a part of me liked to think that maybe, just maybe, if Steve said it out loud, Bucky would come back. I had tried and he didn’t come back. Maybe Steve was the one who could bring him back.

One of the nurse managed to put a tract on his arm and, seconds later, Bucky collapsed on bed, completely drugged and, finally, in peace.

You’re dripping like a saturated sunlight. You’re spilling like an overflowing sink. You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece and now I’m tearing through the pages and the ink

Although Steve made me promise him I wouldn’t enter the room, as soon as he left, I went inside, walked towards the bed and took the human hand into mine. “Hello Bucky,” I murmured.

Bucky smiled but I knew he wasn’t smiling to me or for me. As much as it hurt me, Bucky was drugged. It was the only way we had to control him. We could also put him in a cryogenic state but Steve didn’t want and I was glad about it because I didn’t want it either. I loved that Bucky was there with us, even if he wasn’t really him.

Despite all of that, I still loved him. Maybe he wasn’t my Bucky, but he had the look of the man I had fallen in love with. And I knew that if someday he regained consciousness, he would regret everything he had done while being controlled by HYDRA.

Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans and now I’m covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams. And it’s blue

I knew I was dreaming as soon as I saw Bucky appear in that music festival. But I didn’t care, it was the only moment I could be happy with him. I welcomed him with one of my best smiles and soon his arms were wrapped around my body and swayed me to the beat of music.

I lifted my head to look at him and I smiled when I saw his blue eyes staring at me with the intensity that characterized him. I raised one of my hands and I placed it on his face. I caressed it with tenderness and soon, his hands cupped my face and he kissed me. He kissed at me as if was going to be our last kiss. With passion, lust, despair.

Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams and now he’s so devoid of color he don’t know what it means

Suddenly, his lips stopped moving and he dropped his hands. His eyes looked at me as if I was a complete stranger.

“No, not again,” I said in a gasp. “Bucky, it’s me. Y/N.”

You were a vision in the morning when the lights came through. I know I’ve only feel religion when I’m lying with you. You said you’ll never be forgiven ‘til your boys are too and I’m still waking every morning but it’s not with you

My eyes opened when I heard a loud noise. I got up of bed and I left my bedroom, founding a trail of bodies. “Bucky,” I mumbled as I started to run. I run. I run as much as I could before it was too late.

I bumped against his chest but before I could fall, he grabbed me by the arm.

You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you

His eyes looked at me and I wanted him to recognize me. But he pushed me away and kept walking.