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Shield Stealing (Clint Barton X Teen!Fem!Reader) *PLATONIC

Characters: Clint Barton X Teen!Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff X Daughter!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: None

Request: First off, I love your writing, it’s amazing! Could I request a platonic Clint x teen!reader where the reader is Nat’s daughter and Clint teaches the reader to commit mischief around the compound much to Nat’s dismay? Thanks love!

The sound of cursing followed by giggling around the compound had become a normal and regular occurrence in the last few weeks, more than usual when Tony was in a silly mood. Infact, sometimes he was the one cursing. The source of all this mischief and chaos was two people: Barton and Romanoff- though not the Romanoff that immediately popped to mind. Oh no, it was an even more terrifying Romanoff. 

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Yup and I'm trying to shift to that Universe 😉

in some universe peter parker is your boyfriend.

This was so cute 🥺🥺💖💖

↳ *marry me * ༉‧₊˚✧

this is my first fic so please be kind :,) feedback always appreciated <3

summary: you want to marry peter, but you didn’t expect for him to actually propose.

warnings: none

1k words

tom!peter parker x fem!reader

add yourself to my taglist <3

all characters are 18+

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your heart beat faster with each step you took towards the altar. you smiled as your eyes welled up with tears once they landed on peter, who was eagerly waiting for you to approach him.

he had tears in his eyes as well, grinning like an idiot while admiring you in all your glory. your beautiful white puffy dress, and your makeup done to perfection. you looked like an angel.

you looked around, taking in the beautiful venue. it was on the beach, a captivating sunset with hues or pink & orange painting the sky.

you finally reached him, joining your hands together & interlocking your fingers. “you look amazing, my love.” you could only giggle in response, far too excited to finally marry him.

“i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” he whispered before planting a soft, passionate kiss on your lips.

you woke up to peters heartbeat in your ear, yawning before rubbing your eyes. you lifted your head off of his chest and glanced around you, pouting when you realized you were just in your shared bedroom with peter. what happened to the beautiful beach you were just about to get married on?

peter looked up from his phone, chuckling quietly when he saw your face. “what’s up with you grumpy? did you sleep alright?”

you repositioned yourself so that you were straddling him and rested your hands on his chest. he placed his phone beside him, resting his hands on your hips.

“pete, can we get married?” you asked softly, a goofy smile playing on your lips. although you were joking, the dream you had made you think about your future with peter.

his eyebrows shot up at your sudden question. “woah woah, slow down baby,” he chuckled, deciding to play into your joke a bit. “i think we’re too young, ya know?”

“so? i wanna marry you!” you pouted again, and he laughed at your childlike behavior. he rubbed your sides and shook his head at you.

“i’m beyond flattered my love, but we’ve got time. it’ll be worth the wait, yeah?”

you crossed your arms at him. “no. i don’t wanna wait, i wanna marry you now.” you pressed a finger into his chest for emphasis, biting your lip to stop yourself from smiling so hard.

he threw his head back and dramatically sighed before laughing. “oh my god y/n.”

“what? you don’t wanna marry me?”

“no i do! and- and i will, but-“

“marry me you coward!”

he groaned before rubbing his eyes and shifted you gently off of him and walked towards the nightstand. “wow. what a lovely proposal. i’m so touched.”

you raised an eyebrow curiously as you watched him crouch down and open the drawer. “what are you doing?” you giggled, watching as he pulled out a ring pop from his not-so-secret candy stash.

“you wanted to get married right?” he raised his eyebrows at you in question. you laughed again, and bounced happily over to him.

peter shook his head at you with a small smile plastered on his face. for someone who was kidding, you sure were taking this very seriously.

he opened the ring pop with his teeth and turned around, grabbing your hand when he faced you. he tried slipping the ring on your finger but you pulled your hand away.

“you’re not gonna do speech? some proposal this is.” you teased. he rolled his eyes playfully and sighed. “you’re killing me y/n.”

he cleared his throat and held the ring pop up again. “my beloved y/n,” he started off in a sophisticated manner, earning a laugh from you. “ever since we’ve been together, all i’ve ever known was true happiness. you make me feel more complete, more alive, and you are my reason to live. before i met you, love was just a word. but then, you gave it a meaning. i love you more than i have ever found a way to say to you. so will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

he kissed your hand sweetly while looking in your eyes. he had to stifle a laugh when he saw the tears in your eyes.

“peter did you just- you just came up with all of that? like off the top of your head?” you asked with a shaky voice. he nodded in response, trying his best to hold his laughter in.

“wow, of course i’ll marry you pete.” you giggled, wiping at your eyes.

“of course you will, how could you not?” he shrugged, before sliding the ring pop on your finger and stood up from his position.

you looked at the ring at different angles on your hand. “wow, loot at the way it shines in the light.” you joked.

he didn’t miss the tear that was running down your cheek. “y/n are you actually crying right now?” he grinned at you.

“well yeah. your speech was so amazing. you should’ve saved it for the real proposal though.”

peter hesitated before speaking confidently. “who said i didn’t?” he pulled out a gorgeous diamond ring from his shirt pocket, watching your face for your reaction.

you predictably threw your hands over your mouth as tears formed in your eyes all over again.

“peter…” you gasped, although it came out muffled behind your hands.

“yup. take it in. been saving up for this baby for ages. you like it?”

you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. peter was full of surprises, but this was the last thing you expected out of him. the tears started falling down your cheeks choked through your answer.

“i- peter i love it!” your lip started quivering as you tried to contain your sobs.

he nodded and nervously fumbled with the ring. “good, that’s great. i was hoping you’d say that you know,” he took you chin in his other hand, tilting it up a bit so you were looking in his eyes. “i meant every word i said to you in that speech,” he spoke softly. “marry me, my angel.”

you could only force out a high pitched whimper, you were beyond speechless.

“i’ll just take that as a yes.” peter chuckled and replaced the ring pop on your finger with the prettier ring, and planting a gentle kiss on your lips.

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YAAAAAAAAAASSSSSS!!!!!!!! PLEASE DO IT 🥺🥺❤️❤️

love is not enough

peter parker x reader

prompt - “ then what do i deserve? “ “ someone who's good to you. devoted. someone who's not me."

warnings - angst, it's just hurt really no comfort besties <3

mlist+taglist | reqs open at 2nd jan | no taglist for peter but send me an ask if you'd wanna be tagged for it <3

a/n saw nwh have some feels it was good i love andrew and his spidey the most so look out for a very cool fic <33 (also this is kinda short but yeah)

unrequited love doesn't die. it only get hidden away deep beneath your heart, wounded and then sometimes it turns bitter and mean and full of vengeance; or sometimes it turns so frail and afraid and feels as if it could never love again.

only a very terrible case of unrequited love can make you feel both of these things and unfortunately, you felt it both only 'cause of peter parker.

peter was sunlight. warm, loving everything you'd want, need- for happiness. he could have been your sun, one you could touch, feel and kiss- but he wasn't.

you weren't like the moon, shining in its all glory. you were like the glint of it's light on broken glass. mj was the moon and peter was the sun, while you were merely a glint of light, barely significant between them.

you hated just how desperate you were for peter's touch, his love. you hated how your mind considered him your home- all the thoughts at last wandered to him. you hated how you fell in love with someone who was never yours to begin with. first liz and now mj but never ever yours.

you were crying. you crying so hard that you could barely breath and every single breath you took felt like breathing through broken glass. your lonely heart was cursed with the infinite unrequited.

"i loved you then and i love you now peter. i was and will be always here why don't you get?" you spoke your voice at the edge of breaking, tears slowly brimming in your eyes. "first liz and now mj why is it never me?"

"i just- i just see you as a bestfriend why don't you get it? you are one of the only thing constant in my life and i can't lose that." peter tried to reason, gripping his hair in frustration.

"how will dating me mean that i won't be a constant anymore, peter i- what ever are you saying? just tell me the real reason peter. what is it? why am i never your choice?"

"i just- i don't like you okay? i mean- yeah i like you as a friend but- and you deserve someone better than be anyway." peter spoke fumbling over his words.

"okay then, what do i deserve?" you spoke harshly. your eyes not leaving his brown ones which looked slightly watery.

"someone who's good to you. devoted. someone who's not me" peter bit his cheek, his watery eyes threatening to spill at any moment.

"but i want you peter. i am the one who's there for you at midnights. i am the one who gives you a place to sleep when you can't go home. i am the one who is always there. i am the person you always come too. what is it about me that you can't even think of loving? what is it that you see in mj over me?" you were sobbing now, the angry tears hot against your face.

"the love i have for you will never be enough y/n, it never will." peter breathed. "and i am sorry for that."

"i gave you my midnights, all of my moonlight and this how you treat me? i ask you one question peter- what is it that you see in mj over me, you answer that and i will leave." you tone was cold, filled with venom. you felt and insane amount of hatred for peter right now. the love you held for him disguised itself in something so vengeful that you couldn't believe it.

"i just don't-"

"do you remember our long 6 hour phone calls where we talked until our throats were sore and eyelids heavy? or when you made french toast in the morning even though you didn't like it but you knew it was my favorite? when you'd compare me to the sun and you the moon? do you remember reading me stories at night simply because I asked you too? do you remember all the times I fell in love with you?" you were screaming now, your finger pointing his chest, tears falling down your cheeks. "i know you remember it all too well peter."

"i do."

"then what went wrong?"

"i- i don't know it's just i kissed mj and i like her and then it just happened y/n i am sorry-"

"i kept you like an oath peter. was i merely a secret to you? was i not someone you ever truly loved?" there was a pause, "was it even love to you?"

"y/n i am sorry." peter replied his hand slowly holding yours, placing a kiss on your knuckles. "i am sorry" he repeated as he let go of your hand. "i will always remember all too well." he said and turned around, walking away, leaving you alone.

you wanted to scream and shout and beg him to stay- but instead you did none of that and just watched him go. you loved him then and love him now, you never could be mj- it was all a male fantasy.

only you (peter parker)

pairing: peter parker x reader alternate universe: none pronouns: ambiguous summary: after trying to break up with your boyfriend, he says something that you never would have expected. warnings: fluff parts: one-shot dividers by: firefly-graphics wordcount: 1,071

You hadn’t expected it. 

How quickly the words shot from his mouth. 

“Then I won’t be Spider-man.”

How, with such ease, he was offering to change the entire trajectory of his life… 

For you. 

You blink at him, surprise wrapping over the features of your face and strangling your limbs frozen. “What?” Your voice echoes, almost sounding akin to a shout among the silence. Peter doesn’t answer at first. Your blabber-mouth boyfriend is silent. His face is soft and his body is stilling. His tearful gaze slowly rises to meet yours, his fingers twitch as they reach slowly for yours like a kitten testing a mouse but he doesn’t hesitate. You’re not even sure if he’s breathing. “Then I won’t be Spider-man.” You blink–almost flinch. “But you love Spider-man.” His fingers squeeze yours, you barely noticed that he had secured your hand in his already. “But I love you more.” He breathes, face gentle and patient. When you don’t reply, he slides slightly closer to you. “I don’t want to be Spider-man if it means not having you.” Your breath hitches a gasp but he barely reacts, expecting your surprise from your relationship or his senses you aren’t sure. His lips curl into a gentle smile as if he can hear your thoughts. You can feel your pulse in your throat, hear its bellowing begs to calm yourself. He leans in. “Spider-man means nothing if Peter Parker can’t have you.” Your lip tucks between your teeth which all feel too sharp all of a sudden. 

You softly shake your head. “But ev-everything that you’ve worked for, everything that you’ve fought for–” He interrupts you by shaking his head and untangling from your hands. His own rise up to cup your face and press your foreheads together. “I love you more.” He repeats. The words make you more light-headed than alcohol ever could but you still lack conviction. “Petey, this is your future.” His eyes stutter closed at the familiar nickname and the warmth it permeates through his insides, toiling and tangling them like Christmas ribbon. “So are you,” He retorts, words smoothly gliding past his tongue. Your lips part but he presses his index to them, they scold you silently. “I want you to understand that I am yours, love. I am yours, no one else’s. I’m not May’s, I’m not Tony’s and I’m not New York’s.” A chuckle can’t help but bubble from his mouth. “I want to give you everything,” He lilts, voice sweet and gentle. “Whether that’s me or a thousand diamonds, I’ll make it happen, okay?” Your eyes flicker over his face in uncertainty but his smile looks so reassuring. Your arms wrap around his waist. “I don’t want to be the reason that you can’t do what you love.” You retort quietly, you want to sound sure and final but your breath trembles. His brows raise and he sidles you onto his lap, coiling your legs onto either side of his own. “Then maybe that can be arranged.” He teases and you hate the giggle that slips out of you. The only way you can describe Peter Parker is warm, gentle and yours…Maybe that isn’t such a bad thing but right now you aren’t sure whether it is right or wrong or misguided. 

Peter’s thumb rolls gentle circles beneath your left eye, his nose brushes yours. Never have the both of you ever engaged in such intimate affection. “Peter Parker has the one thing that Spider-man never will and for once that’s more important to me than the whole universe.” His eyes trace over your face with a gentle grace you have never seen. His doe eyes trickle with warmth. You flick your tongue to dampen your dry lips. “What’s that?” You ask in a fragile whisper. His lips twitch up. “Your heart, darling” His eyes flutter shut. “I want to protect that far more than I want to protect Queens.” You can’t help the goofy giddiness that spreads throughout you. “I love you.” You murmur. He rolls his eyes and grins at you. “I know.” Peter teases. You almost push him away but you both know it would take a lot more than your weak-willed hands to twirl out of his grip. As if sensing your internal plots, his hands squish your cheeks. You wrinkle your nose, unimpressed. “It just hurts,” You explain. “Seeing you like this. Seeing you hurt and knowing that there is absolutely nothing that I can do about it but watch and wait.” A sigh flutters from his mouth. “I know, love, I know…” Then his brows cinch. “I don’t even know what I would do with myself if it were you out there instead.” 

“This still doesn’t seem fair…” You murmur. He shakes his head and sighs, breath fanning over your lips. “Well lucky for you, it isn’t your decision to make fair.” He replies softly and almost teasing, a familiar playfulness seeping through. Peter’s right-hand fingers dip through the crevices of your hair, diving through the strands like pieces of thread. His touch tingles along your skin, sparks set up camp as if it’s their home. “I love you,” He utters again and it’s against your own hopes that you sigh with a light grin. “I know.” You respond. His lips turn up to tickle against yours. The skin of both your lips jigsaw into place, they brush in perfect tandem and radiate the heat you have been denying. His touch is tender and wanting, the gentleness of affection radiates as warm as a fireplace. Peter’s tongue dips out to line the seam of your lips. He pulls away. “I want a future with you–a future without villains in the way.” His voice lilts through your ears. “I want a real future with you. I-I knew someone once who lost their own you because of…this.” He gestures , perhaps you would giggle if the subject weren’t so somber. His eyes are dimmer now and something almost fearful lies just below his lids. He pecks a gentle kiss back onto your lips but lets it linger. “Well, I’m not going anywhere.” Your gentle assurance whispers in his ear. A shiver passes over him, his eyes flutter closed. His grip tightens. He knows now. He’s made peace with it. He needs you above everything else. Only you. 

Avengers Incorrect Quotes #3

(y/n is mad at Peter)

Y/n: Peter, tum subse bade gadhe ho! *glares at Peter*

Peter: I'm sorry *looks at them with sad puppy eyes*

Tony: wait, do you even know what they said?

Peter: yEaH, and no, I just memorized the word 'gadhe' that they only use it when I do something idiotic. Basically they means I'm stupid

Can you please recommend some peter parker x Desi! Reader fics?? Or Avengers x Desi! Reader.....I've been trying to find them but no luck 😭😭

Okay so I can't take it anymore im reading too much desi!reader and I am in love!! 😭😭 It's like I have to write something 😭😭✋🏼✋🏼✋🏼 so I'm already half way through this one shot and I'm going to make reader Desi cause why not?!

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watercolor eyes

pairing: tom!peter x f!reader

warnings: sexual assault

summary: you took a shortcut into the wrong place at the wrong time, but luckily, peter was there to save the day

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word count: 912

a/n - please send in more requests!

It was another cold night in Queens, making you wish you had decided to go to school someplace warmer. While your studio apartment was quite a hike from campus, it was cheaper than the dorms, which is why you decided to live off-campus. The cold bit at your fingertips, causing you to hide them under your long sleeves. You stopped in front of the alley you always use as your shortcut, since it gets you home faster. But something felt off. You shook your head, chalking it all up to you just being paranoid after a long day. You made your way into the alley, just trying to get home as fast as possible.

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I thought about that too!!!!!! 💖💖💖

Just a thought but Peter Parker dating Kingpin's daughter

I'm sorry but i'm so sick of shit like this. I don't know you Patricia and with that attitude i don't care to get to know you.

Why has Marvel suddenly become the poster child for everything wrong in this world? For the 100th time no, Marvel movies are not all the same and they're not ''souless''. Anyone saying this, obviously hasn't even tried to watch a Marvel movie. Ever thought that maybe these characters/stories resonate with people? Cause let me tell you, i've felt more emotions from a Marvel movie than i have from some ''high art'' bullshit.

And the AI shit, really? Lesser people have tried and failed to copy the MCU bc they lacked the heart and soul it took for the MCU to be built in the first place, and u think that an AI could write a Marvel movie and have it be good????? Be serious, even the worst Marvel movie would be better than the best an AI can "come up with". Also, implying that the work put into Marvel projects is as shit as the "work" of an AI, is insulting to the countless of talented artists who have been working their asses off in every single project. Instead of doing shit like this, ever thought that you should use your platform for sth good? Like idk, talking about the REAL issues AI is causing to art? Don't you, as an artist, understand that AI is a threat to everyone? To art itself?

But i guess you've all learned the trick by now. Want attention = start talking shit about the MCU. At least be more creative, this technique has gotten old

I'm bored, Patricia 🥱🥱