“I Don't Want To Ruin You.”

Requested by Anonymous (But I accidentally deleted the request \(._.)/)

Peter didn’t expect this.. 

After he finished with his fight for Mr. Tony Stark, (Yeah, The Tony Stark. Otherwise known as Iron Man. As in the Iron Man in the Avengers. As in he fought with the flipping Avengers. He’s like an elite hero now or something.) he thought that the Avengers would be done with him now. 

At least he kind of hoping.. Do you know how difficult it was explaining to Aunt May why he was gone for so long? 

But it didn’t work like that. 

Whenever they had a mission near them, he was always asked to go and assist. It was polite enough, sure. But he knew that when Black Widow asked him to do something, there really wasn’t an option for him to refuse. 

So here he was now, perching on a ledge of some building while he listened to Natasha and Clint go over the plans. It didn’t seem like that big of a mission, but he wasn’t going to ask to leave. He pissed Widow off once, and even though they kind of shared a name sake, he knew he would get no mercy a second time. 

He scanned the ground underneath him absent mindedly, only half listening to the other two at this point. They were just going to find one thug, and he doubted he was going to do little more than web him to the wall so Natasha and Clint could talk to the dude. 

But that’s when he saw you, you were walking down the streets with your hands in your pockets and your head down. He smiled a little behind his mask, and forgot for a second that the super spies were even there in the first place.

Everything was fine, Peter thinking about when he was ever going to tell you. It wasn’t healthy not doing so, and it wasn’t fair that you didn’t know why she sometimes cancelled or showed up late to dates. And you were as always oblivious to Spider-Man watching you from rooftops, thinking about what homework you still had to complete and the chores you would have to do when you got home. 

Sure, everything was great until it suddenly wasn’t. 

When you were walking past a group of teenage boys, there was a couple chuckles before one stood out just after you passed them and called out to you. 

“Hey sweetie, put a smile on that pretty face!” 

As you glanced over your shoulder startled to see who yelled at you, Peter tensed up on his perch as he watched what was going on. 

“If you come over here, I can do it for ya babygirl.” 

Before Peter knew what he was doing really, he was already swinging down to land on the ground between you and the group of guys before his friends even stopped laughing. 

“Did someone call me?” Peter smiled behind the mask as he spread his arms casually. “But I do have a name though. I actually happen to prefer Spider-Man over baby girl. It’s more direct, you know?” 

The guy who was catcalling you, hesitated now. Not quite sure what to say. 

“What’s up, kid? Cat got your tongue? Getting a little shy now that you’re getting some attention back?” Peter crossed his arms over his chest, and the guy just shook his head and moved back into the little circle of his friends as they started walking away. “Awe, going so soon? Bummer.” 

He turned around to face you to see you have a thoughtful look on your face. Your eyebrows were scrunched together and there was a cute little frown on your lips as you stared at him. 

He gulped. 

“Thank You,” You murmured slowly. 

Peter nodded, trying to play it off cool. “No problem. Just your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man coming to offer a helping hand.” 

You raised your eyebrows as you took a step closer. “Just my friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man, hm?” 

“.. Yes.” 

“Not an over protective boyfriend in Spandex?” 

Peter almost choked on his spit, and immediately turned into a stuttering mess. “W-what are you talking about? I mean.. You’re lovely, but we just met, and-,” 

“Peter you can’t seriously believe that I don’t recognize your voice. And I mean.. Spider-Man doesn’t stop in for every jerk who yells at a girl.” 

“Maybe he tries his best to.” 

“He?” 

“Me, I meant.. Me. I do. Because.. Yeah. Because I do. I try my best.” 

You took another step forward to him, and taking advantage of the darker time of day and slightly near an alleyway, you reached for his mask. 

“You really shouldn’t do that. It’s hardly poli- Oh, you’ve done it. Hi,” Peter grinned shyly down at you when you took his mask off completely and looked up at him an innocent smile. 

“You’re really Spider-Man, holy shit.” You muttered. 

Peter looked down at the space inbetween you two, and shuffled his feet a little. “I wanted to tell you, it’s just-,” 

He got cut off by you suddenly standing up a little straighter to press a kiss on his lips, and wrapped your arms around his neck to keep yourself stable. 

It took a second for him to snap out of his confusion, but as soon as he tried to return the affection, a voice cut you two off. 

“Get some, bug boy!” Clint shouted down at you two from another rooftop. Both of your heads snapped up to look at him and the Black Widow leaning over the edge grinning at the two of you. 

“Is that..?” 

“It’s a long story.” Peter grumbled.

Silver & Gold

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: This was basically inspired by the lovely works of Robert Frost and J.R.R. Tolkien :)  shoutout to my lovie @danny-escobar for editing♡

Word Count: 1891

Warnings: none I guess

The view from Stark Tower was truly amazing, especially at night. The stars surrounded the moon, kissing the black velvet backdrop of the night sky. The view had come with your recruitment as an Avenger. You had been with the team for a few months now, but the view never got old.

“Can’t sleep?” You turned around, startled. Bucky stood against the door-frame, wearing a thin t-shirt that outlined his muscles. You blushed, but thankfully in the dark you couldn’t tell.

“I was just enjoying the view,” you said, turning back around. “It’s amazing up here.” Bucky chuckled and came to stand by you.

“It’s kind of dark out for a little ray of sunshine like you.”

Ever since you got recruited, the team had called you sunshine or a ray of sunshine because you refused to let other people bring you down. It was now a running joke, and it was Bucky’s favorite. You were somewhat close with Bucky. You often stayed up late together, and you even talked with him after one of his recurring nightmares. Every time you were around him, your heart would beat a little faster, which was seriously annoying.

“Maybe the dark needs a little light to balance it out.” You didn’t take your eyes off the sky, constellations glittering and winking at you. You could tell Bucky was looking at you, but you pretended not to notice.

“So if you’re the sun, what does that make me?” He leaned on the railing next to you, following your gaze up. You turn to look at him, and study his side profile. His jawline had more structure than your life, carved by the hands of Michelangelo himself. The gentle slope of his nose, the way his cheekbone smoothed into the curve of his mouth, the sharp edge of his jaw giving way to a small dimple in his chin; it was all so beautiful. Bucky turned to look at you, and you became very aware that you were only a foot apart.

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The Last of Us Part II: A Challenging and Devastating Masterpiece Fans Did Not Want

Naughty Dog’s The Last of Us Part II is generating diverse and adamant responses from fans of the original with some lauding the title as a storytelling revelation. Others heavily criticize the narrative direction and the use of violence within. Numerous negative opinions stem from out of context leaked plot points and a staggering amount of deeply harmful misinformation. Tweets and forum posts boast multiple outlandish claims like the director performing motion capture for a sex scene, which he did not, or false accusations that the studio paid for positive reviews. However, many people have played the game honestly and still feel disappointed and upset at the experience. Their reaction is understandable. I myself finished the game shortly after its release following two grueling 15-hour long marathon play sessions and struggled at first, unsure of the story and its effects on me. But the more I reflect on my experience and the narrative, the more I come to appreciate the game for what it is: a brutal, risky, and devastating masterpiece that none of us wanted.

The Last of Us Part II is perhaps the first game I have seen inspire such a polarizing response and be subject to so much negative press solely for narrative choices. Most of the time, such backlash and “review bombing” indicates greedy and manipulative monetization schemes, or else rushed and underdeveloped projects. However, most people agree The Last of Us Part II has refined gameplay and fantastic animations. Sure it is not flawless, as the cycles of stealth and action gameplay start to become monotonous, especially during long play sessions, which seems at odds with the enthralling story encouraging players to stay engrossed in the world. However, the incredible acting and presentation alone could have earned the game universal acclaim. Yet, many people are angry, upset, or even downright disgusted with the narrative choices of writers Neil Druckmann and Halley Gross. While I disagree with these individuals, I do not deny their opinions on this challenging and divisive experience.

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Warming up (agent carter)

Sorry

(Gif not mine)

Steve x reader 

Warnings: None 

Word count: 482

A.n: This is very short and I just felt like  writing something, I hope you enjoy. 

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“Don’t you think I’ve tried!” You yelled at Steve and he just stayed silent “I’ve tried so hard to get you out my head.”

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

“You’re sorry?”You threw your hands up “You can’t just tell me that you love me and walk out of my life.”

“I didn-’

“What? You didn’t mean it? You didn’t mean to break my heart? So what was your plan Steven?”All you could do was yell questions, not even caring that the rest of the avengers could hear you.

“I’m truly am sorry Y/n, I was going to stay and we could of lived a happy life.” He tried to get closer to you but you backed up.

“But you didn’t Steve, you just got up and left.” You paced back and forth “For god sakes Steven you’re married and having a kid.”

“I didn’t mean for it to go this far.” He looked down at the floor.

“What do you mean? What do you mean, that you don’t want marry Sharon and have her kids.”

“I didn’t think I’d fall for her, let alone marry her and have her kid.” You felt your eyes start to swell with tears.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you Y/n, let me make it up to you.” He kept on trying to get closer but you kept backing away.

“You want to make it up to me?” You yelled now louder than you’ve been screaming for the last hour.”How exactly are you going to make it up to me? You left me after you told me that you love me and then you just got up and left to the other side of the world.”

“What do you want me to do Y/n I’m in love with a woman that’s not my wife.” He finally yelled loud enough for anyone to hear.

“W-what?’ You choked out, you walked over to sit in the chair since you were starting to feel light headed.

“I love you Y/n so much and I made a mistake for leaving you, I wish I could take it all back but I can’t, all I could do is beg.” He sat in the chair in front of you.

“Yeah all you could do is beg because I’m not going to forgive you let alone reck the relationship you have with Sharon.” You stood up and walked over to the door “You have to go.”

“But I have so much to sa-”

“Just go.” You told him once again.

And then just like that he left, out of your life once again.

You leaned against the door and slid down to the floor, you just started to bawl your eyes out not caring who would hear, because the man that you love just told you that he loved you back and you couldn’t do anything about it.

Promise | Father!Bucky Barnes

Father!Bucky Barnes x Mother!Reader

Words: 1,089

You ran and ran, trying to gain as much speed as you could but it never seemed enough. They were too far off, their figures just blurry masses all-too-quickly mixing. You had to get to them, you needed to get to them, but…. “Bucky! (S/N)!” You called out, hoping your husband would turn around, or just stop. He had to stop, he had to! You tried to speed up your running but your legs were tiring, muscles screaming to stop yourself but you wouldn’t. You needed to get to them. Please! Bucky! (S/N)! Please… Their figures, already just black, blurry masses against the bright background, slowly disappeared before they were gone completely-…

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It’s Quiet Uptown - Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1893 (Wowza) Paring: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: death, angst Requested by anon A/n: This is a song fic based off of It’s Quiet Uptown from Hamilton. Check out the song here! It’s a longer fic than I usually write, so yeah. Also, a few female pronouns were used.

You would like it uptown, it’s quiet uptown. 

You trusted your husband. Some days it was a great thing, but some- not so much.

You trusted Bucky to watch your thirteen year old son and have some fun, while you worked with Tony and Bruce on a project they’ve been wanting your help on. You weren’t really sure why they wanted your help, but apparently you’re able to help them crack the code.

You considered leaving your son with Bucky with Uncle Steve watching over his shoulder, but it just so happened that Steve was sent on an emergency mission- so you had to let Bucky watch him alone.

It’s been hard to have Bucky in your son’s life. After falling in love, getting pregnant, losing Bucky again, and finding out he’s not actually dead only to get married again a year later- it’s been a roller coaster of emotions, and you weren’t sure your son would understand what was going on.

You figured it was probably time to let them have some time together, but you couldn’t stop working- so you left them alone.

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Always With You

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Warnings : angst with happy ending / like one cuss word

Words : 1188

Pairing : Steve Rogers x Reader

Request : Hey :) So my thought was something about where you’re his girlfriend but one day you get in a nasty Argument about something stupid and you leave the Apartment. Then it happens that you get kidnapped by some HYDRA agents and Steve sees this out of the Apartment window. He’s able to find and rescue you with the help of Bucky and Natasha. He promises to never let you leave him again after you’re all back in safety and he takes care of your wounds :) fluffy ending please 😘 thank you hun :)

Y/N: Your Name Y/E/C: Your Eye Color  C/N : Cat’s Name

The smell of freshly cooked pancakes spread through out the small apartment that the captain and you shared. It had been four lovely months since Steve asked you to move in and you couldn’t be happier. Three years into the relationship and both love birds still felt as strongly for one another as day one.

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