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Protect - Steve Rogers x (f)Reader x Sister!Romanoff

Words: 1992 Pairing: Steve Rogers x (f)Reader x Sister!Romanoff Featuring: like most of the avengers Warnings: Anxiety, swearing Requested by @subject-a-9 “Hi I was wondering if I could have a Steve Rogers imagine where the Reader is Natasha’s baby sister? This would take place during Tony’s party during The Age of Ultron and The Reader would be super nervous to attend the party because of her anxiety but Natasha would pick out a dress for her and encourage her sister to attend. At the party the Reader would end up spending a lot of time with Steve and that would make Nat really happy. During the after party Steve would protect the ReaderfromUltron” Authors Note: I probably put in more than the request asked for but I just, really liked this request so TADA! AND, if you didn’t see my post earlier, I want to thank you all for 2000 followers! I love you! Thank you for the support :)

Masterlist.

You sat at the Avengers Tower listening in on the Avengers mission talks. You hated the fact that you couldn’t help them on the mission, but you also liked being at the tower alone. Sometimes being alone was nice- especially when your anxiety was big on getting at you.

You listened to your team talk, and wished you could be there to help. Especially when your sister shouted that Clint was hit.

Sure, your arm wasn’t broken anymore- thanks to your amazing doctors. But everyone on the team insisted that you stay behind. Especially since you’re new to the team.

Natasha managed to fracture your arm when she was helping you train. She kicked at your legs and you landed on the floor- she was trying to prove a point, but you ended up landing on your right wrist wrong.

She just wanted to see if you had learned the same things as her- and she felt horrible when she hurt you.

You didn’t know many people on the team. Sure, you knew Natasha, she’s your sister- not really a way to get away from knowing her. And of course, you know Clint. With him and Natasha being such great friends, you can’t really get out of knowing him either. And you knew Tony a bit. You met him once when Natasha got a job working for him undercover. You were suppose to make the gig look real by showing up at her job to take her to lunch. And Tony Stark, of course, was there.

You trained in the Red Room only a few years under Natasha, since you are the younger sister- so it’s not like you joined the team clueless.

You snapped back to reality when you heard some talk of coming back to the tower. The Avengers probably hadn’t even known you were listening in, your so quiet. Sometimes, Natasha even tells you, “I don’t know how you were able to get through the Red Room, you’re so introverted.”

And usually, your replies are, “Once you start, you can’t stop.”

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I wasn't watching episode's 8 and 9 while they aired so I watched it together before season finale. Did they just went from episode about war trauma to musical one. Also I know how my Spotify wrapped will look this year.

Part 1: >>Here<<  Part 2: >>You’re Already Here<<

Imagine: Finding your husband, Bucky, after you are both unfrozen in the modern era. Your daughter, who was taken by Hydra and put into the Black Widow program, escapes and she goes to find you both in the Avengers Tower. [x]

FRIDAY: There is some one to see you Mr and Mrs Barnes. They say their name is [Daughter’s/Name]. Y/N: Alright, thank you FRIDAY. Show them up… *looks to Bucky* Bucky: That’s what you named our baby, wasn’t it? *smiles sadly* I bet she was beautiful. Y/N: She was… She- [Daughter’s/Name]: -Hi. You’re James and Y/N, right? *smiles* It’s nice to meet you I’ve been waiting for so long… Y/N: A fan of the Avengers, are ya?  [Daughter’s/Name]: Ur… I suppose you could say that. But I think I’m closer than that to you.  Bucky: How so? [Daughter’s/Name]: I’m your daughter.

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Peter Parker X Reader

Written by: Hannah

Prompt(s): Hey! Can you please so a Peter Parker imagine where the two of you are dating and it’s your birthday and the two of you make plans but he ends up having to save the city so he doesn’t show up. And you don’t know he’s spiderman so u get super upset and hurt because you think he blew you off and he ends up revealing he’s spiderman to you. Thank you xx

Notes: This was so cute! Gahh I’ve had this imagine simmering in my mind for a bit now so hopefully it came out ok! Enjoy! :)

Warning(s): None.

(y/n) couldn’t believe their boyfriend had blew them off. It hurt, to say the least. To say the most? It felt like Peter Parker had shoved them off a cliff after countless hours of planning and clearing his schedule just for this day. For (y/n)’s birthday, which he was so excited to go out and celebrate. Or at least it had seemed, seeing as (y/n) sat alone, on their way home on the subway after waiting for Peter until the mall closed.

The tears started as soon as they made it into their room. Suddenly they were there, after trying so hard not to cry in the subway, and it wouldn’t stop. Tears pooled around the corners of their eyes and slid down their red, rosey cheeks as the hurt settled in.

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Peter Parker knew he had blown it big time. It was dark out and he was exiting his room after hastily putting his regular wear on over the Spider-Man costume, making sure to shove the gloves and the mask into his pockets. Despite the moon high in the sky the teenager raced to (y/n)’s house.

He knocked, fidgeting. When their parent opened the door Peter could only stammer a hello before sliding in, running up to (y/n)’s room.

“(y/n)! I’m soooo sorry, I know it’s your birthday- shit I forgot your present- (y/n)- you’re crying- shit I made you cry-”

“Peter just stop! Wh- I-” (y/n) hesitated, not even sure what to say. For one thing they weren’t in the mood to see or even listening to Peter. The couple had scheduled to celebrate this day for almost a month and Peter had made sure to be free. And he didn’t even show up after all that work.

“I-…I’m just- so sorry, (y/n). There was an accident- Aunt May hurt herself earlier this afternoon-”

“What?! No she didn’t Peter, I asked her where you were earlier this evening! And we talked and she was perfectly fine. She thought you were with me, Pete. I don’t- why are you lying to me?”

Peter bit his lip, knowing he was caught. He couldn’t meet (y/n)’s gaze. They were devastated, he had hurt them really bad. And then tried to lie, to save his skin and his secret life as a superhero. Sighing, Peter reached into his pocket before he stopped, finally meeting (y/n)’s angry, confused, and hurt gaze.

“I’ll…I’ll tell you what I was doing, ok? But you have to promise to not tell anybody- and I mean anybody! Ok?”

“Peter-”

“Just promise me!”

“…..Fine, Peter. I promise. I won’t tell anybody. Now what the hell were you doing that was so much more important than spending the day with me as you had scheduled a month for?”

Peter took a deep breath and pulled out the mask, holding it loosely in his hand. He slipped half of it onto his head, while (y/n) cocked an amused eyebrow and watched. The teen superhero quickly tore off his shirt, jacket, and jeans before (y/n) could stop him.

“I’m…I’m Spider-Man, ok? I- I wasn’t with you today because I was fighting Doc Ock again today.” Peter shifted while (y/n) snorted, “Peter- don’t try to pull this shit with me! I know you like Spider-Man but really? Cosplaying and still lying to my face? I’m hurt Peter, I’m genuinely hurt.” They turned away while Peter threw his hands into the air.

“I’m not lying, ok?! I promise- I’m not some cosplaying fan boy! I’m honestly Spider-Man! Look- Just- Look!” He shot a web onto the ceiling and effortlessly swung upside down, swaying as the blood rushed to his head.

“….I’m not lying to you. Do you want to take a swing through the city? I can take you on one. I can go and take you to meet Mr. Stark- no no probably Captain America- he’s more understanding-”

“Peter.” (y/n) stopped and looked at their boyfriend. It was hard to deny the uncanny similarities to the web-shooting hero and the fact that Peter was hanging upside down. But they were just so mad at Peter! Finally, after struggling for an answer, they held out their hand for Peter to take.

“Fine, Pete. Take me for a swing through the city, if you’re really Spider-Man.” Peter grinned at this and pulled (y/n) close. He pressed a kiss to their cheek before pulling his mask down. Easily enough he fired a web through the open window and onto a building.

“Hang on, it might be a little bumpy at first. But I promise I won’t drop you, so don’t worry.” He ensured.

At first (y/n) thought he was joking. This was proved wrong as before they even knew it Peter was swinging them over the New York’s still busy night streets. (y/n) watched the lights go by beneath them, mesmerized at the beauty of it all. Peter smiled beneath the mask, knowing he had won his beautiful and perfect (y/n) back over.

He brought them back to (y/n)’s room fifteen minutes later. He stood, nervous, with his back to the window as (y/n) gently listened to the beat of his heart. They seemed content, holding Peter in their arms.

“….I believe you. I’m sorry, Peter, for yelling. I was just…I was so mad that you weren’t there. I thought you had purposely blown me off.” They whispered. Peter nodded, his mask now back over his head. They swayed softly, “I would never purposely blow you off, (y/n). Know that I would never do that.”

“….Did he hurt you? Doc Ock?” (y/n) finally asked. Peter laughed and shook his head, “No, I’m fine. Besides, he’ll never be able to hurt me the way I felt today, knowing I had let you down. I love you, (y/n). Happy birthday.”

“Thank you Peter. I love you too.”

The Last Cookie

Summary: Bucky eats the last cookie you had saved for yourself. This is just fun and silliness.

Word Count: 585

Contains: Fluff. Just fluff.

Pausing your video game, you get on your feet and make your way to the kitchen. You have kept a stash of cookies hidden away behind the refrigerator for the past week, slowly eating them and hoping no one would notice. You smile to yourself as you think of eating the last cookie you had saved for today, only to see Bucky crouching by the fridge, bringing what looks a lot like your cookie up to his mouth.

“Whoa! Whoa, Bucky!” you screech. “What are you doing?”

Bucky stops and smiles, straightening himself up. “I found this cookie. Gonna eat it.”

“No! Don’t you dare!”

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The last three digits of your current follower count is the Dewey Decimal Classification subject on which you must immediately give a 15-minute presentation.

How would you do?

controversial opinion

you are not better than fat people!

even REALLY fat people!

even fat people who don’t put a lot of time into their appearance!

even fat people who wear clothes you think are unflattering!

your appearance literally does not make you better than a fat person. you are not more fun to hang out with because you’re not fat. you are not funnier, smarter, or more interesting by virtue of not being fat. you aren’t harder working, you don’t have more self-control, you don’t have your life more together.

the only difference between you and fat people is that they have to put up with a lot of harassment, discrimination, exclusion, and other bullshit that you don’t even think about.

try not to add to it.

On My Honour - Part Twenty-Four

A Steve Rogers x OC Story

Warning: Fluffy Fluff

Summary: Over protective Steve has called in on his favors to plan a perfect surprise for Haleigh.

Tags: @trielleamnessis // @shamvictoria11

Part Twenty-Three

“Are you planning to coddle me all night, babe?” Haleigh mused after watching Steve step in front of her as someone tried to walk past them.

“Don’t think of it as me coddling you. I’m coddling the baby.” Steve grinned as he turned to face her.

“Steve, I’m not even showing. Two months. Can you at least wait to act like that until I’m showing?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, chuckling. “Well I can’t promise that. Let’s compromise and say it’s based on situation?”

“Fine, but people walking past me when they’re already three feet away is a little excessive.” She teased, tapping his nose.

“Alright, alright. I’ll give ya that.” He grinned, kissing her forehead.

“So what’d Pepper say to ya earlier?” She asked curiously.

“Oh, she was letting me know that everything is set up for us upstairs.”

Haleigh cocked a brow. “What do you mean?”

He just gave a cocky smirk. “You’ll see. Let’s give Tony a few more hours to celebrate drunkenly about this.” He rested a hand on her stomach. “Then I have a private celebration planned for just you and me.”

“You know I can’t handle anything too fancy or crazy, right?” She scrunched up her nose.

“I know, doll. Don’t worry. I’ve got it under control.”

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Steve guided Haleigh up the stairs to the observatory, finally managing to get away from the ever clingy Tony. He held her hand tight, laughing a bit. “Not tired yet, are you?”

“More curious about what’s up your sleeve, Captain.” She mused.

“Well.. I wanted to spend some time as just us. So..” He grinned, opening the door to the observatory.

With Pepper’s help, the two had seen to the area littered with candle light. Jarvis had the windows look like a much more brilliant version of the night sky than New York City could offer. Soft jazz music hummed through the observatory.

Haleigh cocked a curious brow. “Color me impressed. We already had our private celebration remember?” She teased, running her fingers over his chest.

He chuckled softly, grasping her hand as he pulled her into a soft sway in the middle of the room. “I know but I still want every opportunity to get you alone.”

She grinned up at him. “I’ll give you that one.. Should I be expecting a love-filled speech followed by you on one knee with a sappy proposal as well?”

He smirked. “I’d say yes but we both know I’m not entirely great at anything sappy. More of the bashful, beat around the bush kind of guy.”

She giggled softly. “Now that is so true.”

“Hey now, that doesn’t mean I don’t have any tricks up my sleeve.” He mused, twirling her. “Although I will admit that in this case I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing.”

“Then we leave it up to timing, eh?” She mused. “This place does look quite neat. I’m loving the stars.”

“They’re programmed to show different scenes of the night sky. Speaking of which.” He smiled as the view changed to the Northern Lights. He watched Haleigh’s face light up just a bit.

“Oh wow that’s so cool.”

“I remember you once told me that your obsession with the night sky could only go so far because our eyes are only able to see so much due to darkness. You said you wished you could see the beauties beyond our mind’s eye could ascertain.” He said gently, turning her so her back rested against his chest.

She nodded, resting her head against his chest. “The very next day you bought me a book with pictures that satellites or telescopes have taken.”

“I did.”

“Oh, and you named a star after me for our anniversary. You said it was your way of giving me a piece of the cosmos I loved so much.”

He chuckled. “You’re right, I did. Tony helped me with that.”

“Tony helps you with a lot.”

“He does but he’s yet to send me astray when it involves you. You and I have been through a lot and we’re clearly bound to go through more. I’ll take whatever advice I can get.” He kissed the top of her head.

Her lips quirked into a slight smile. “Ever the soldier first, eh?”

He nodded a bit, swaying to the music with her. “Yes, I’d say so. Makes me a little awkward in the romance department.”

“Not in my opinion.”

“Oh yeah? Name one time I was romantic without Tony’s help.”

“Remember the night we went camping?”

“Your idea.” He reminded.

“Yes… But we were sitting by the fire under a blanket and roasting marshmallows. What’d you say to me?”

“I said ‘My God, I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you. I’m so blessed to have you by my side each and every day.’”

She nodded. “And I told you it was just the light of the fire playing tricks on you..”

“And I stated 'Only a fool would dismiss your beauty and I’m no fool. You’re far too good for me and I thank God everyday for allowing me into your life. You’re absolutely perfect in every way.’”

“Sounds pretty romantic to me.”

“Until it started to rain.”

“That only added to it. Steamy kiss, passionate love making…as far as I know, Tony wasn’t there.”

“Point proven. He was not. That one was all me.” He mused.

Haleigh watched in the small silence as the sky changed once more. “Where’s this from?” She asked curiously.

“According to Thor, this is close to the view they can see from Asgard. You’ve said you wish you could see the sky from their view.”

“It’s gorgeous. No wonder Thor loves it so much up there.” She breathed.

Steve adjusted slightly and kissed her cheek. He was thrilled she was enjoying what he had planned. “Remember when you asked Thor if he’d take you to Asgard, even if it was just long enough to get a peek at this view and the culture?”

“Yeah, he told me it wasn’t permissible and you interjected and said that one day you’d find a way to show me.” She grinned. “Which you have.”

“You told me it was silly to promise you that I would show you every site in the sky you wanted to see.”

“So that’s what you’re up to.”

He chuckled, nodding. “Perhaps.” He stated as the scene changed once more to her favorite planet, Pluto.

She gasped softly, lurching forward to brush her fingers over the window turned screen. “How is this footage even possible? Where’d it come from?”

“A favor Thor pulled for me from the guardian of their portal system.”

“Wait so this is real time right now?” She glanced up at him.

Steve nodded. “Yes. Are you pleased, doll?”

“I.. Yes, of course.” She smiled, voice soft as she traced the visible edges of Pluto’s surface.

He watched her etch every crest and crater into her memory for what seemed like minutes on end. He glanced at the clock and pulled a small box from his pocket while she was so intent on the view in front of her.

“What’s next?”

“Your star.” He smiled as he lowered himself on one knee.

Haleigh watched as the scene changed once more. Upon it was a twinkling star. “This one is mine? It’s so pretty.”

“Keep watching.” He said softly.

Slowly, words etched across the screen like in a Disney movie. She smiled brightly, reading the font.

Haleigh, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?

“Haleigh.” He smiled, watching her spin to face him.

She bit her lip, grinning. “Steve.” She responded.

He popped open the small box to reveal the ring he’d been holding. “I’ve been holding onto this for months waiting for the right time. So much has happened since then.”

“You’re not doing this just because I’m pregnant, are you?”

“If you’re asking if I’m doing this just to "do the right thing,” then no. I’m doing this because I love you with all my heart. Because you’re my entire world and you deserve more than I can ever give you. And I’m doing this because I want to have a family, a future with you. Will you marry me, Haleigh?“

She nodded, barely able to squeak out "yes.”

Steve slipped the ring onto her finger, fitting perfectly. He pulled himself to his feet while simultaneously pulling her into his arms.

She laughed as he spun her around. “Not too much, you’ll make me sick.” She teased as he gently set her on her feet.

He peppered her with kisses, laughing excitedly. “I love you so much, Haleigh. And baby, of course.”

“And we love you just as much, Steve. Here’s to our 'ever after.’”