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3 in the morning

pairing: tony x black!reader

summary: tony’s really beat up after a mission and your left to clean his wounds.

warnings: none

“what crawled up your ass” tony asks as i waddle into the infirmary.

“i don’t know maybe that i was woken up by jarvis at three in the morning asking me to clean you up” i waddle over to the cabinet and grab the first aid kit before walking back over to tony.

i grab his face gently and look at all of his cuts, “you really got your ass beat” i mumble as i grab an alcohol wipe. i look at tony as i open up the wipe and he gives me a look and i giggle before wiping the cut on his eyebrow.

after at least twenty minutes of tony being dramatic i get to his last cut, “i swear you’re trying to hurt me on purpose” he states and i chuckle.

“tony you’re just being a baby” he looks at me offended before swatting my ass harshly “ow that hurt” i whine and he chuckles “you ass” i roll my eyes before cleaning up the mess i made.

“thank you sweetheart” tony comes up from behind me a circles his hands around stomach and rubs my bump, he leaves a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek making me groan.

“oh tony come on” i try to get away from him but his grip is too tight “tony please” i beg but he doesn’t let go of me “tony!” i giggle as he leaves a another wet kiss on my cheek.

i turn around and face him, i caress his cheek and smile “i love you anthony” i coo and he smiles.

“i love you too”

sara smile

pairing: steve x black!reader

summary: you and steve dance in your little new york apartment

warning: none just pure fulff

a/n: this song reminds me of steve :)

“come on let’s dance” steve pulls me off of the couch and into him before we start to sway to the music, he looks at me with his big goofy smile and i can’t help but smile back.

baby hair with a woman’s eyes

i can feel you watching in the night

all alone with me and we’re waiting for the sunlight

when i feel cold your warm me

and when i feel i can’t go on you come and hold me

“it’s you and me forever” we both sing at the same time before he dips me and i yelp in surprises making him chuckle.

sara smile

won’t you smile a while for me, sara

if you feel like leaving, you know you can go

but why don’t you stay until tomorrow?

if you want to be free, you know, all you got to do is say so

and when you feel cold, i’ll warm you

and when you feel your can’t go on, i’ll come and hold you

“it’s you and me forever” both of us sing again looking into each others eyes, goofy smiles on both of our faces as we sing.

“forever y/n?”

“forever stevie”

mr.cooper

pairing: loki x black!reader

summary: loki tells you that he is db cooper

warnings: none

a/n: this has to be my favorite scene in the whole entire episode.

it’s not everyday that you date a god but, it’s also not everyday that you find out that the god you are dating was technically is d.b. cooper.

“YOU’RE D.B. COOPER” i look at loki in complete disbelief and he nods. i get out of bed and start pacing around the room trying to wrap my head around the fact that i was dating d.b. cooper.

“darling you are in fact dating d.b. cooper” i stop pacing to look at him, he looks amused by all of this and it makes me want to punch him in his beautiful face. “i’m glad you find my face beautiful” he says and i huff in annoyance.

“stop reading my mind loki” i pout and he chuckles “you are one of the greatest unsolved mysteries, how did you escape with no trace” i ask and he smiles.

“the bifrost” he states and i nod, it makes since but why did he even do that, “i lost a bet with thor” he answers and i roll my eyes.

“loki” i whine as i get back into bed and he pulls me into him, i rest my head on his chest and listen to the beat of his heart.

“i’m sorry love but your thoughts are loud, it’s kind of hard to miss” i look up at him and playfully glare at him.

“does anyone else know about this?” i ask and he shakes his head.

“other than thor, heimdall, and now you i don’t think so” he rests his chin on the top of my head.

“do you still have any of the money?” i ask curiously and he laughs.

“no darling”

“dammit”

“i love you”

“i love you too mr.cooper”

voicemail

pairing: peter x black!reader

summary: peter listens to the voicemails you left him during the blip.

warnings: none

peter was scrolling through his phone when he saw the amount of voicemail notifications he had, he opened them and noticed every single one was from you.

he opened one and listened to it,

“peter come home, please come back, i don’t know what’s going on but everyone’s gone please come back to me please”

he feels his heart break as you plead for him to come back to you.

he opens the next one and listens again

“hey peter, steve came over today and told me what happened. it may sound stupid that i’m calling you right now becuase you obviously aren’t going to answer but this makes me feel like you’re still here, i miss you and i love you”

he opens the one from his birthday

“happy birthday peter!” you yell happily and he chuckles as the tears fall down his face “today you would have been 17. i have a birthday cake here with spider man on it, it may be a little silly but i don’t care because the cake is absolutely adorable. i just wanted to wish you a happy birthday i love you”

he listens to every single voice mail over the span of three days, he opens that last one left and listens.

“hey peter we’re hopefully going to get you back today, i’m so excited to see you. i think tony may be more excited to see you than i am but don’t tell him i told you that. i cant wait to see you and i love you so much”

peter puts his phone down and smiles knowing that over five years you never forgot him.

I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH <33333

reunion

pairings: peter parker x black!reader, mj x reader, ned x reader

summary: you all reunite after the snap

a/n: thank you so much for 100 followers

not proofread!

masterlist

requests are open!

i walked into school completely lost on how they expected some of us to move on like we didn’t miss five years of our lives.

i walked down the hallways and watched as friends reunited and found each other., it made me sad and happy that’s these people got to see people they missed.

the more i walked through the schools the more i realized that maybe all of my friends did move on. “y/n!” i heard from behind me, i looked over my shoulder and saw mj looking at me with tears in her eyes.

i ran over to her and hugged her tight as if she would turn to dust again, surprisingly she hugged me back. we stood there and cried for a minutes before pulling away “shit i thought you were dead” she says through her tears and i giggle “i could say the same for you”.

“have you seen peter or ned” i ask and she shakes her head “no i was looking for them too” we walk down the hallway and catch up on everything we missed since the last time we saw each other.

as we walk down the hallway i see ned and peter hugging and relief floods through my body, the tears i didn’t even know i was holding in fell down my face. “go get em” mj says with a smile on her face and i run down the hallway.

“peter” i yell trying to get his attention but the hallway is too loud “peter” i yell again and he looks over at me and smiles.

i run up to him and jump on him clinging onto him as tight as i possibly could, he wraps his arm around my waist pulling me impossibly closer. i raise my head from his shoulder and grab his hands with both of my hand before i kiss him, it takes him a minute but he kisses me back gently.

when we pull away he puts me down and i smile at him “god i missed you so much” he whispers and i laugh through my tears “i missed you too pete” the use of his nickname makes him smile.

“you guys are disgustingly adorable” mj comments making us laugh “it’s good to see you parker” peter smiles and hugs her.

i walk over to ned and hug him “thank god you guys finally admitted your love for each other” i laugh as he pulls away from the hug.

“it only took them two years but yay” mj deadpans and we all laugh. “it’s nice to be together again” peter says and we all smile at each other.

Hugs and kisses

Pairing- Peter Parker x GN!Reader

Summary- Sometimes even the strongest ones need comfort and Peter finds it in your arms.

Warnings- none literally, this is just a soft fic coz peter deserves all the love and hugs in the world, my poor english is a warning tho :’)

Word Count- 687

A/N- I thought of this while listening to ‘Sweet Nothing’ by Taylor Swift and here it is. Also I changed fandoms lol. dw i still write for harry potter but i’ll write for marvel too now. And this can be read for any peter but I imagined tasm peter here :3 Hope y’all like this <3

You were about to get into bed, after having done your nighttime skincare and changing into your pyjamas, when you heard soft knocks on your window.

You went over to open it, knowing it was Peter. Whenever he visited you after his night patrols, it was always near this time. You would go on about your day while he told about his and then went to sleep together while snuggled close to each other.

Today it seemed a little different. Because when you moved the curtains to get a look at him, his expressions were different from what they always were. Like he was upset about something.

You quickly unlatched your window and let him inside. You turned to face him and furrowed your eyebrows when he didn’t meet your eyes.

Something was definitely up.

“Peter, love, is everything okay?” you said softly, not wanting him to break. “You know you can tell me anything,” you start, wanting to break the silence, but he flinches at your voice. you let out a shaky exhale and step forward, reaching a hand up, slowly, like approaching a skittish animal, to press your palm to his cheek. he unconsciously chases the warmth, his hair parting to reveal his eyes, sadder than you’ve ever seen them. your heart lurches for him. “oh, Peter.”

He leaned in your touch and sighed in content. Slowly you lifted your other hand to cup both his cheeks while he looked on the verge of tears.

“I- I just needed to see you. He- he said that,” Peter couldn’t even bring himself to properly say that. After that random bad guy he had just fought told him he had attacked you, he needed to make sure you were okay.

“It’s okay, Peter. I’m here.” You said, voice still soft as you start to caress his cheek with your thumb.

Peter couldn’t keep it in anymore, as he immediately buried his face in your neck and held you tightly, as if he were afraid you’d disappear.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t stop your heart from breaking after seeing him in such a state. The way he sounded, the way you could feel his tears on your neck, you couldn’t help but shed some tears as well as you spoke soothing words to him.

Moments like these brought comfort to Peter. Him in your arms, you holding him tightly, speaking softly and trying to comfort him, he sometimes wonders what he has done to deserve this, to deserve you. Your arms were his go to place when things got hard, being spiderman wasn’t easy. And it felt great that you out of all people knew about him and still loved the real him.

Both of you stayed in each other’s arms for what felt like an eternity, with none of you wanting to let go of each other. But you didn’t mind it, Peter deserved all your love and affection.

After few moments, you slowly spoke, breaking the comfortable silence you both were in, “lets get you changed so that we can cuddle in bed. Sounds good?”

He seemed hesitant to let you go, but he loosened his grip and pulled away to look you in the eye, arms still loosely wound around your waist. He seemed almost meek like this—to the point it almost felt like you’re not looking at the strongest. Right now, it kinda just feels like you’re looking at a man—a man who has the entire weight of the New York on his shoulders. 

“Thank you, Y/N.” He said, his voice still wavering. “You- You’re everything. God I love you so much.”

You smiled gently at him as you cupped his cheek again, he kissed your palm, and you said, “I love you too, Peter. More than words can express.”

With that, Peter cupped your face and brought his lips onto yours, pouring all his love, affection, fears and everything he felt for you into it. You kissed him back with same passion, sealing a promise of never leaving him into this kiss.

Because maybe in that moment, this was all you both needed.

Sooooo????? This is not a drill!!!!!!!!! My bsf asked me something like "What music are you listening to except that depressed girl ???" And the thing is she KNOWS that I listen to my babygirl Elizabeth Grant with my ears& soul more than anyone ever could do I was like "Oh...Nirvana's great (greatest of all time)" And she sent me a voicemail sayin "Why TF didn't u tell bout em earlier. I loveeee thiss" WITH "That's what makes u beautiful or how tf it's called".......................................

........................,............................................................................................................. I'm done y'all 🎀

REAL

Sometimes I just wanna read Tony Stark x reader fluff:((

When you just want to read fluffs but theres a shit ton of smut of the character:

TickleTober 2023 🎃

Presented by @august-anon

DAY 2: Accidental (Marvel)

Lee!Peter 1

Lers!Peter 2 & 3

Summary: An innocent brotherly cuddle pile between the three Spider-bros suddenly turns ticklish when the older Peters make an interesting discovery about their youngest brother.

So cuddly…so warm.

A collection of content sighs filled the air of the oldest Peter’s apartment. The three Spider-Men were currently cuddled up next to each other in a makeshift blanket nest that the younger two begged Peter 2 to let them set up.

And so here they were: the oldest Peter in the middle of the cuddle pile with his two younger brothers snuggled up on either side of him. He had his arms wrapped around the youngsters, his fingers gently running through their fluffy hair.

“Mmm…this is nice,” the middle Peter said. The youngest hummed happily in agreement. “This is honestly like, free therapy right here.”

Peter 2 chuckled. “Aww. As long as it makes you guys happy. I’ll admit, this brotherly cuddle nest you guys set up really is nice. I think we were all due for a nice cuddle. Especially our newest little Spidey here.” He gave a squeeze to the youngest Peter.

“Heyyyy,” Peter 1 whined. “I’m not that little.”

“Are you kidding? You’re our adorable baby bro!” Peter 3 cooed, reaching over to ruffle the younger’s hair.

“Aaah! Heheyyy! Quit ihit!”

“Alright you two, relax,” Peter 2 said with a fond eye roll. “But he’s got a point, little Pete. You technically are the baby brother of our trio.” The youngest pouted with a huff. “Hey, don’t take it in a bad way. It just means you’ll get double the hugs and affections because you’re so cute!” Peter 2 booped the youngest’s nose.

Peter 1 rolled his eyes. “C’mon guys, you both treat me like I’m five. Have you forgotten that I’m frickin’ Spider-Man?”

“An adorable Spider-Man!” The middle brother chirped. He sat up from the cuddle pile to playfully squish the littlest Peter’s cheeks. “I don’t know how you could ever have any enemies, little bro. You’re too cute! How can your enemies not spare you or constantly stay mad at you if you’re this adorable?”

The teasing combined with the face squishes was making Peter 1 blush and let out involuntary giggles. “S-Stohohop, you weirdo!”

Peter 3 kept talking. “I mean look at him, Dos! If you were his enemy, would you wanna keep fighting this kid?”

The oldest couln’t help but laugh at the unfolding predicament. “No, definitely not. If anything, I think it would make me want to do this instead for all the times he’s foiled my plans!” He surprised the youngest Spidey by suddenly scooping him up in an upside down hug, making Peter 1 squeal as he now dangled upside down.

“Hehehey! Put me dowwwn!” Peter 1 couldn’t stop giggling. The silliness of being upside down made him feel like a little kid again.

The little wholesome moment was interrupted when Peter 2 gave a playful squeeze to the younger’s sides. The reaction was instantaneous; Peter 1 squeaked loudly and kicked out his legs, almost hitting his older brother in the face.

The room fell silent. Finally, Peter 3 broke the silence. “What was that? Did you just squeak, lil’ Pete?”

The youngest blushed. “Uhhm…n-no..?”

“Then what was that noise? Did that hurt when I touched you there?” The oldest Peter frowned with concern. “I’m sorry if I did.”

“N-No its not that..! It’s—I’m just—uhm…”

When the littlest brother didn’t respond, Peter 2 gave another experimental squeeze in the same spot and the same thing happened; Peter 1 jolted with another loud squeak. Crap-eating grins spread across the two older Spider brothers’ faces.

“Ohh I think I know what it is,” the oldest said in a sing-song voice.

“I think a certain little Spider-bro is ticklish~” Peter 3 sang.

Peter 1’s blush darkened. He rapidly shook his head, attempting to squirm out of the upside down hug with no luck. “N-No I’m not! Get a-away from me! Both of you!”

“Gosh, he’s squirming so much,” Peter 2 said with a huff.

“Why not put him down?” the middle Peter suggested.

“No! Nohoho c’mon guys!” In a matter of seconds, Peter 1 was dumped onto the pile of blankets and immediately pinned by his older brothers. His oldest brother had him trapped in his lap; wrists grabbed and pinned above his head. And his other older brother took a seat by his legs, resting his fingers on his kneecaps. “Guhuhuys! Guys pleaheeheehease! y-you don’t have to—EEEEHP!!”

Peter 1 squealed as his sides were tased. The culprit turned out to be his cheeky middle brother.

“And just how come you never told us about this, little Spidey?”

“Yeah, how come you didn’t tell us our little bro was ticklish?”

“I-I dihihidn’t know! And I’m not even tickliAAAAHA!” His lie was cut short when the fingers that tased his sides now vibrated and stayed glued in that spot. “NAAAHAhahaheeHEEE! Qhuihihit thaHAAhat!”

“Awww someone’s not a very good liar~” Peter 3 sing-songed. He moved his fingers upward, spidering them to Peter 1’s ribs next. He grinned when he saw how his little brother twitched with a girly squeal.

Feeling a bit left out of the playful banter, the oldest Spider-Man finally joined in. His free hand fluttered against Peter 1’s neck, resulting in another squeal and leg kick.

“Whoa! Easy there, little bro,” exclaimed Peter 3. “Don’t kick me.”

“I-I caHAHAhan’t hehehelp ihihit!” Peter 1 squeaked out. His blushy face was really starting to rival his Spidey suit. Out of all the embarrassing things his brothers could’ve discovered and exploited, it just had to be this one.

Things got worse when the middle Peter decided to scribble across his belly and the oldest fluttered his fingers under his arm.

“EEAAAHEHEEEHAHAAAA!! NAHAHAO N-Not thEHEHhere!!”

“Not where?” Both Peters innocently asked.

“T-Thehehehere!! Both…Both plahahahaces!!”

“Awww!!” Peter 3 couldn’t help but coo. “Ticklish tummy and armpits?” The littlest shook his head rapidly as more giggles poured out. “Awww! We got a ticklish tummy and armpits here! How cuuuute!”

“S-StAHAhap teasing, you jeheherk!” Peter 1 giggle-whined.

“Peter Dos, do you hear that sass?” The middle Spidey pretended to be offended.

“Yeah, I heard it. And I don’t think I like that tone you’re using, little bro.”

Both spider brothers cracked their knuckles for dramatic effect before plunging their fingers down and tickling anywhere they could reach: underarms, in between ribs, behind the knees, even Peter 3 got evil enough to slip his hands under his squealing bro’s shirt to scribble at his bare tummy.

It was maddening. It was torture. But it was…fun. Gosh, how long has it been since Peter 1 even laughed like this? A long time, in fact. Long before Mr. Stark left.

But here he was now, red faced and giggling brightly. Instinctively kicking and squirming, but not putting up too much of a fight to get away. Turns out, it’s not so bad letting his older spider counterparts know of his one little weakness. It was fun, and it made him feel genuinely happy to get to play around with the other Peters like this after everything.

So yeah. It’s not so bad letting his ticklishness be exposed and exploited. As long as they didn’t find out about his extra sensitive belly button or that one spot right under his arm and above his highest rib—oh nope. Too late.

There’s nothing Peter 1 can hide from his counterpart brothers, apparently. And that especially includes tickle spots. Ohh he was so getting them back for this!

THE END :3

DAY 9: Lie ˚✧₊⁎・⁎⁺˳✧༚ (Marvel)

TickleTober 2023 🎃

Presented by @august-anon

Lee!Peter 3

Ler!Doc Ock

Words: 2,400

Summary: Spider-Man’s snarky quips have always helped him out of intense situations. Except when one particular Spider-Man (Peter 3) quickly realizes that his iconic quips aren’t enough to hide the silly weakness he “totally doesn’t have” from a certain eight-limbed, but surprisingly playful, scientist.

Peter 3 hummed to himself as he dangled upside down on one of the infamous actuators of Doctor Octavius. He never thought he’d be casually sitting in the same room with the once notorious villain from Peter 2’s universe.

The three Spider brothers had decided to hang out together earlier that day in the oldest Peter’s world. Except, Peter 2 had forgotten that he had to help assist Otto in the lab that same day.

“Aw don’t tell me you’re secretly helping him build another doomsday machine,” Peter 3 had joked.

The oldest rolled his eyes. “Relax. He’s dropped out of the villain gig for good. I was only supposed to help him sort and organize stuff around the lab, that’s all.”

The youngest Peter pouted. “Awww so what does that mean? You won’t be able to hang out today?”

Peter 2 was about to say something when the younger spiders both gave him their best puppy dog eyes stare. He grimaced. He could never deny his little bros with those looks. “Okay, look,” he finally said with a sigh. “Even though I’m supposed to help Otto today, I guess…you guys can…tag along too? As long as you don’t break anything, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind your guys’ company.”

“Alright!” The younger brothers cheered. “Let’s go!”

Things went smoothly upon arrival. Doctor Octavius was a bit surprised that all three Peter Parkers showed up, but he didn’t mind. While he and his Peter worked away at sorting through cabinets and desk drawers, the doctor let the younger Peters play around with his metal tentacles to keep them occupied.

Peter 1 was having a blast; swinging and dangling from the actuators, and letting them hold and lift him up.

Peter 3, however, wasn’t exactly having the same amount of fun. He simply sat down on a nearby swivel chair, pretending to be occupied with his web shooters. He was still a little unnerved about Doctor Octavius.

Okay, he had to admit, those artificially intelligent metal arms of his were really cool in a way. But they still seemed kind of…scary? Intimidating? The way those pointy claws curled and snapped shut, and the fact that were intelligent with a mind of their own that used to take control of their maker’s mind. Shudder.

It wasn’t until Peter 2 announced for a coffee break, that got the younger Spider bros’ attention.

“I’m just going to grab a couple coffees from Starbucks for us,” he said while grabbing his coat. “Anyone want anything from there?”

“Oooh! Oooh!” Peter 1 frantically waved from his upside down position on the actuators. “I’ll take a mango dragonfruit lemonade! Make it a venti!”

“Got it. Peter 3? You want anything?”

Said Peter hummed in thought. “Umm…a mocha cookie crumble for me. Make mine a venti, too.”

Peter 2 nodded. “Got it.”

The youngest spider chirped. “Wait! Can I come with you? You might need an extra pair of hands to carry all the drinks, heh.”

“Good thinking, little bro.”

“Awesome! Okay, uhh…can you guys let me go?” Peter 1 sheepishly asked the clingy actuators. They whirred understandingly and set him down, and all took a turn to give him a quick hair ruffle.

“You guys need me to come, too?” Peter 3 asked, getting up from his spot.

“Actually…” said the oldest. “Peter 1 and I can handle it. Thanks, though. In the meantime, you can hang back here in the lab. We won’t be long.”

“You can chill out here with Doc’s cool arms!” Peter 1 chirped. “They’re really fun to be around. Super clingy, too, but affectionate.”

“Oh. Okay then…” the middle brother eyed the mechanical arms wearily from the corner of his eye.

Peter 2 wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “Hey, I know what you’re thinking. There’s no need to be afraid or intimidated by him. It’s all good now. I know you don’t know Doc as well as I do or even like Peter 1 has gotten to lately, but this is a chance to get to know him, too. Oh, and don’t be scared about those metal arms of his. They won’t bite.”

Peter 3 rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay, whatever. Just go get my coffee already. I need my caffeine!”

“Relax, bossy,” the oldest said with a poke to the middle’s ribs. “We’ll be back in a little bit.”

Peter 3 flinched and bit back a smile. It got super quiet in the lab now that the other two left. It was a little too quiet for Peter 3.

Doc Ock noticed how uneasy the middle Peter looked. He gave a little sigh. He must still be intimidated by me. He couldn’t blame the young Spider-Man. He knew he must’ve always looked intimidating to anyone who came across him.

But still, he didn’t want the young Parker to be afraid of him forever. Maybe his Peter’s suggestion earlier about leaving the two of them alone wasn’t such a great idea after all.

Then one of his nearby actuators chirped. Oh, yes. I almost forgot about that. Let’s just hope that what my Peter says about him is indeed true.

The scientist cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. “Y’know, you can have a look around my laboratory if you’d like. You don’t have to be confined to one spot.”

Peter 3 nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

Octavius shyly extended a metal tentacle towards him. “Would you…like to have a seat?” I know your other counterparts really enjoy it. Especially the littlest Peter.”

The middle Spidey hesitated or a moment. “Well…okay.” He climbed on top of the extended actuator. It suddenly lifted him up high off the ground. “W-Whoa! What the heck?!”

Doc Ock had to bite back a smile. “Sorry. Too high?” The actuator lowered. “That better?”

Peter 3 nodded. Feeling a little more relaxed, he let himself instinctively dangle upside down from the metal arm. Huh…he had to admit, this was nice. “Yeah. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault. Sometimes I forget those metal arms of yours have a mind of their own.”

The scientists hummed in agreement. “They can be quite a handful sometimes. But in reality, it’s like having four puppies attached to my back at all times.”

As if on cue, the other actuators slithered over to Peter 3, chirping curiously as they closed in. Peter 3 shrunk back a little. “W-Whoa uhm…they aren’t—they aren’t gonna like, attack me or anything, right?”

“Relax, they don’t bite.” Otto paused. “On second thought, technically they do, but you’ll get used to it.”

“Wait, what?!”

“Easy now, Peter,” Otto chuckled. “Before you get alarmed, I must ask…are you ticklish by any chance?”

Peter 3 could feel his cheeks grow warm in an instant. The question caught him so off guard, and already made butterflies fill his belly. “U-Uhhaahm…” he laughed awkwardly, averting his gaze. “Um…n-no..?”

“Hm. Your hesitance and the color of your cheeks says otherwise.”

Peter 3 awkwardly rubbed at his face, as if that would wipe away his blush. “W-Well I’m not hesitating. So…yeah. A-And I’m not ticklish, either.” He scoffed. “I mean, why would I be, right? That’s just not something that really works on me, y’know?”

Otto nodded. “I know, Peter. Which is why I’m gonna do this.”

Peter 3 suddenly squeaked like a mouse as he felt a jab to his side. “AaHHEAA!” Another squeeze, this time to his other side. The culprit? Two sneaky actuators. “Whoa, hey, d-don’t get any ideHAA! HaHAHeheheyyy! Nohohoho!” This time, both curious actuators simultaneously nuzzled against Peter 3’s sides.

The tallest Spidey was starting to lose his balance so he hopped off the metal tentacle. But as soon as he touched the ground, all four actuators surrounded and hovered over Peter 3, their claws teasingly pinching and wiggling in the air just above him.

Peter 3 squeaked and curled in on himself. His arms wrapped around his torso protectively. Air tickles always drove him crazy! It made his spider tingle go off over and over, which made the fuzzy feeling of anticipation even worse!

“Oh, and another thing, Peter,” Doc Ock’s voice cut in. “Your other two partners in crime explained to me how you’re still hesitant to be around me. I don’t blame you, boy. I now I can look very intimidating, but you don’t have to be afraid of me. I can be very fun to be around with, y’know!” He smiled over the sound of the tall Spidey’s cackles.

Peter 3 couldn’t answer properly with his mad giggling and squeaking. He couldn’t believe how teasy and casual the scientist was being! Okay, maybe his other spider bros were right about one thing: maybe he didn’t have to be intimidated by Doc Ock anymore.

But still, he couldn’t shake off the feeling like he had been set up. His question was immediately answered.

“I was also told by my Peter that the best way I could warm up to you was through silly play like this,” the scientist emphasized his point by having two metal arms squeeze at the boy’s ribs. “Since you love to play round and laugh. His words, not mine.”

“WhaHAAAhat?! I-I knew you guhuhuys were uhuhup to somethiHHEEE!! Something eheeHEE—evil when you were tahahahalking!”

“Why, I did no such thing,” Otto innocently answered. “I’m simply trying to show you how friendly and warm I can be. You, on the other hand, have brought this upon yourself by lying to me!”

“WhahAHAt?! I nehehever lied!”

“Mhm, did so. You lied about being ticklish, and I will not tolerate any liars in my lab!”

“B-Buhuhut I wahahasn’t lying! I-I swear!”

“Then lift your arms up.”

“W-Whahahat?!!”

“You heard me. Lift your arms up. If you aren’t ticklish like you say, then clearly this shouldn’t affect you, right?”

“Riiiihihight?”

“Well, then go ahead.”

Being ever so stubborn, Peter shook his head and wrapped his arms even tighter around his torso. “Noho wahahay! I knhohohow what you’re gonna do!”

Otto couldn’t help but laugh at the flustered Spider-Man. “Good lord, you must be extremely ticklish to be this jumpy and giggly.”

“I-I aham nahahahat!”

“Another lie right there! That’s it, now you’re going to get it!”

The four actuators descended onto Peter 3, two grabbing his wrists, making him screech. “NAAAAHAHAHAO PLEASE!”

The scientist actually jumped back at he sudden reaction and quirked a brow. “Too much? I’m sorry, I’ll tone it down if you’re too overwhelmed by this.”

The metal tentacles pulled away like nothing had happened. Otto stole a quick glance at Peter 3, and was sure his heart was going to melt at the sudden look of shock and disappointment on his face.

Was he…pouting?

“Something on your mind?” The doctor asked with a soft grin.

“U-Uhmm….I-I hhhmmffhh…” the flustered Spider-Man averted his gaze and fumbled with his hoodie sleeves. “Y-You don’t—you didn’t have to…necessarily stop…”

“Oh? Is that my cue to keep going?” The metal tentacles were back, pinching the air above Peter 3’s sides.

“W-Whoa! Watch ihihit with those thihihings! A-And what? Keep going?” Peter’s 3’s face flushed as red as a cherry. “You couuuuld if you wanted to…” His lips suddenly curled into a cheeky smile. “But you’re wasting your time ‘cause I’m not even ticklish!” He stuck his tongue out and made a run for it as soon as the actuators descended on him again.

Otto shook his head with a smile at the Spider-Man’s cheekiness. His Peter warned him about how stubborn Peter 3 could be when admitting something like being ticklish. But he also said that was just Peter 3’s silent way of asking for more tickles or to keep going as he always provoked the other person instead of asking for it; he was just too shy to ask the dreaded question.

Otto had his metal tentacles make a grab for him again, resulting in Peter dashing for the door. He, of course, didn’t make it and was once again grabbed and pinned by the actuators. “What is with you lying to my face? You’re literally giggling and squirming already and I haven’t laid a finger on you!”

Peter 3 just shook his head, sputtering more giggles as his blush darkened and reached the tips of his ears. “I-Ihihit’s your freaheeheeheaky arms! Make them stohohop thahat!”

The older scientist was confused at first, but quickly caught on when he saw his actuators hovering over the boy’s body, the claws teasingly wiggling and slowly lowering and pulling away at the last second. “Ohhh I see. You can’t stand anticipating tickles, can you?”

Peter 3 stuck his tongue out in response.

“My goodness, you just have quite the attitude today. I’m guessing you don’t want me to go easy on you then. For that extra lie, you’re getting all four actuators!”

“W-Wait huh? What does that me—HEEEEEEheahaHAAAAAhaha!!” Peter 3 didn’t have the time to finish his sentence because all four metal tentacles attacked him at once. One was squeezing at his ribs, another shoved under his arm, another scribbled at his belly, and the last one was trying to get at his kicking feet.

Despite not being restrained at all, Peter 3 made no real attempt to get away. He just laid there on the floor, squirming like a worm on a hot sidewalk, and cackling like a hyena.

“AaaHAAAAhahaeheAAAAheeHEEEEEEHEE!! HeeheHEEEEheHAAAAhaha!!”

“Interestingly enough, you’re not making much attempt to get away. I don’t even have to hold you down with my extra arms!”

“ShsHDHSHshuhuhut uhUHUP!! AAAAAHH! Wahahahait!! NAAAAAAHAHAHAO!! EEEEEEK!!”

“Oh? Is this a bad rib of yours?”

“YEHEHEHES!!” Peter 3 shook his head madly. “T-Thahahat one’s off limits—NAAAAAAHAHAAA!! N-Not there EHEEEHEHEEE—either!!”

Octavius shook his head with a chuckle. “Is there any part of you that isn’t ticklish?”

“I-I d-HAAAAAAHAHAA don’t knoHOHOW!! *snort*”

“Dihihid you just snort?!”

“N-NOHOHO—*snort!*”

Unbeknownst to them, two figures were watching the playful spectacle from the slightly ajar door.

Peter 1 giggled behind his hand. “Peter 3 does sound like a hyena!”

Peter 2 lightly shushed him. “He sure does. I’m just glad Otto took my advice after all when we left. Well played with you too, little brother; tagging along with me to get those two alone.” He ruffled the younger spider’s hair.

Peter 1 squeaked happily at the touch. “Hey, you don’t think Peter 3 will get mad at us for doing this to him on purpose, do you?”

“Nah,” Peter 2 shook his head. “You know how much he secretly loves to be tickled. Besides, this way he won’t be afraid of Doctor Octavius anymore just like we all once were. Despite the scary metal arms, he really does have a soft playful side.”

THE END (*´꒳`*)

Ben Bazen || Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is spending nice time by your side during common trip to Paris.

Warnings: none

Words: 974

Authors: Rouge

Request by: @karina-marina9 Request: Hi, can I ask for a one shot based on song named "Ben bazen"? I got into that kind of music lately, and I wondered if you could write something like this. I would like to read about Bucky and reader just fooling around during summer months, maybe they take a trip around the world?

A/N: I hope you'll enjoy it! ♥

“... Ben bazen...” You were humming softly, resting your head against the window of a car.

“You do this again, Y/N!” Bucky couldn't help but giggled loudly as he poked your side with his metal hand. “Calm down, soon we're gonna get there, Y/N.”

“What?!” You improved your position, putting legs on a dashboard. “You don't like me singing?”

“If I can be honest...” Bucky paused, so you turned your head toward him. He was grinning, looking straight at the road. “I like it from time to time but you sound more like a dying cat, honey.” Bucky shrugged and looked at you.

“Oh, you!” You pecked his lips and opened the window by your side, sticking head out.

“Watch out! I don't want you to lose your head so easily.” Former Winter Soldier said as he briefly looked at you.

“Focus on the road, Buck!” You miffed but you curled your lips into a bright smile. “Shit, we're here!”

In front of you, on the horizon, the Eiffel Tower loomed.

You squeaked, clapping your hands.

“Y/N, easy! It's just a monument!” Bucky rolled his eyes as he looked for a place to park the car.

When he finally did, you jumped out of the vehicle.

“C'mon, Buck!!!” You were jumping in the place, doing everything to rush him.

“Easy, girl!” He closed the door and activated the alarm. Bucky put his leather, black jacket on and circled the car to grab you by hand.

The sun was going down slowly as you two were walking along the Avenue Pierre Loti.

A gentle wind was ruffling trees and grass, adding a specific charm to this moment.

You were walking slowly, proudly holding your head up and leaning a bit toward Bucky, who let your hand free only to wrap his metal arm around your waist.

“Ah, isn't it beautiful?” You asked softly, breathing deeply.

“Mhm...” Bucky muttered, looking down at you.

You rolled your eyes, you were a bit annoyed.

“Buck, you know, how to be romantic.” You said with irony. “We're at one of the most romantic cities on the planet and you are like 'yeah, whatever', seriously?” You stopped and slipped out of his grip, crossing arms on your chest. “Thanks, Buck.”

He blinked.

“What? I do like this place. I don't know, what are you talking about right now.” Bucky shrugged slightly.

You turned with your back to him.

“Oh, come on, Y/N!” Bucky took a step toward you and placed his hands on your shoulders. “Don't be like this. I didn't mean anything bad, yea?” He put his chin on your left shoulder, only to kiss your neck shortly after. “Come on, honey.”

You smirked and giggled, reaching with your hand to his neck to stroke him there.

“You know that I can't be mad at you for too long, don't you?” You turned your head to him and kissed his lips. Bucky gave the kiss back, humming softly.

You grabbed his palm and pulled him ahead.

Soon, you and Bucky arrived at Eiffel Tower.

“Good morning, Mr. Barnes.” A guard smiled at Bucky and showed him the way.

You were surprised seeing, how you and Bucky were passing all the people from a queue by.

“Bucky?...” You asked quietly, tugging on his sleeve. “What's going on?”

He only turned head to look down at you with a bright smile on his lips.

“You'll see, Y/N.”

You were led on the highest floor, to the restaurant.

From this point, there was a beautiful view of the Paris skyline.

Bucky shifted a chair for you to sit and you politely took your place.

“Buck... How... I've heard that you have to book a place here few months before the trip... It's a very fancy restaurant...” You smiled, feeling how blush was forming on your cheeks.

Bucky took a seat in front of you and reached for your hand above the table.

“I know. That's why I made a reservation four months ago. Just for you, my love.” He gently nodded with a smile.

Your heart skipped a beat. He did this FOR YOU!

“Bucky...” You whispered when a waitress brought a bottle of red wine. “You shouldn't have...”

“Hush.” Bucky put the metal finger to his lips. “Enjoy the moment, Y/N.”

Some time later, the dishes that you ordered have arrived.

“I would never say that you'll do something like this for me.” You smiled at him, taking a bite of duck in spicy sauce. “It's... I can't find suitable words to describe how happy I am.” You were looking at him with love.

Bucky raised a glass of wine.

“To us. To another happy year.” He smirked softly.

You did the same.

“To me and my sweetest boyfriend. To our love.”

“Y/N, I have always wanted to ask you something. Many times I heard you singing 'ben bazen'. What does it even mean?” Bucky giggled quietly, putting the glass down.

You put your fork down and nodded.

“Indeed. 'Ben bazen' means 'I sometimes' in Turkish.” You explained simply. “I like the song with the similar title, it somehow stuck in my head some time ago.”

Bucky was looking at you. Suddenly, he got up and walked to your chair, reaching the hand toward you.

“Y/N, may I have this dance?” Bucky asked and it was when you realized that your favorite song was on.

“Oh, Gosh, Buck!” You blushed hardly but offered him your palm.

Within a minute, you and Bucky were rocking slowly to the music beat, being so close to each other.

“It was the best surprise I have ever gotten.” You climbed on your toes to kiss his bearded cheek.

Bucky pulled you closer.

“And you called me not romantic enough today, Y/N.” He poked your nose gently.

You both were dancing slowly, admiring the setting sun.

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Newcomer In The Tribe || M’Baku x Reader

Summary: You're new to Jabari Tribe. You slowly find yourself among warriors and you're happy that M'Baku gets his eye on you

Warnings: none! Just fluff

Words: 2052

Authors: Cass & Beast

Request by: @lattimelka Request: Reader x M'Baku (either fluff/horror/smut - depends on your will). But I generally want: M'Baku is into you since a longer time and when Thanos is about to come, man decides to show his feelings towards you.

You laughed loudly, playing in the snow with a group of kids. It was typical and silly snowball fight but it was something new for you.

You were part of Avengers. Well, now you were an ex-Avenger all because of fact that one day you had chosen Captain's team. At the beginning, you thought that it was the biggest mistake of your life. You had to work against the law and ended up in prison but everything turned out fine thanks to Cap.

When you heard that Steve was leaving you and Bucky in Wakanda, you weren't happy.

You didn't know how you will find yourself in such an exotic place like this, you were just a simple type of girl. You never traveled or left the city until you became an avenger.

Thanks to T'Challa you found your little place in mountains. It was cold and there was snow everywhere but you didn't mind. Winter was your favorite season.

You quickly found new friends at Jabari Tribe. Kids simply loved you because you knew how to fight but you also knew how to play. Older members also liked you, you never felt alone.

M'Baku was observing you since a while. You caught his eye with the second you joined his clan. At first he wasn't really up to the idea that outsider will be staying among his people for more than a week but he got used to your presence around.

Night was pretty cold when he was slowly walking through his village high in the mountains. It was when he spotted you with the corner of his eye.

"Y/N. It's late, isn't it?"

"Oh! M'baku, good evening." You said and bowed your head just a little bit. "Yes. It's getting late indeed, don't worry I am going back to my hut. Just kids wanted me to play with them a little bit more before bad time." You said pulling your fur cape tighter around yourself, it was getting really cold at nights. "Oh, I wanted to thank you for clothes. I am not really used to such a temperature but those furs help me a lot." You said and smiled at him.

"Y'all white people are not adapted to extreme conditions like coldness and isolation." He explained quickly not looking at you. "Y'all from big cities have forgotten how to be an ordinary human being, enjoying little things like a mellow light of sunset."

You let out a short nervous laugh and nodded. "Well... I need to agree. Civilization got us and it holds really strongly." You shrugged. "But there still are people that enjoy simple things. I am the kind of person that loves to just sit, read and watch the snow fall during the winter. I may not be used to the extremal cold but I am used to other situations."

"Like aliens dropping down from the sky in Big Apple?" He joked being proud of his comment and that he was updated with all the worldwide news by T'Challa. "You've been here for a while now. People tolerate you and so do I." He stopped next to you, his huge form towering over you.

You blinked surprised but nodded. "Yes! Exactly stuff like this because let's be honest, "aliens dropping down from the sky in Big Apple" aren't an everyday thing. You, Wakandan people, are not adapted to extreme conditions like this." You said trying to imitate M'baku's voice, then you giggled softly.

You looked up at him and nodded. "I know and I am really thankful that I could find my own little place among your people."

He poked your waist with his index finger. "Ya would be pretty surprised what I've seen here many times. Maybe we didn't have aliens here yet, and I put the emphasis on YET since I've heard Shuri saying we have like 99% chances to get involved into an intergalactic war but I've already seen a lot, little panther." He smiled at you from above. "I've seen how you train. You're good at fighting."

You let out a sad, heavy sigh. "Yes... I also heard about this intergalactic war. I still don't really believe it but we will see. To be honest I wish I could just stay here and be done with everything."

You laughed and tried to make a panther's sound. "Well, fighting is my thing. Without it, I would never be the Avenger and I need to train to stay in shape." You informed him proudly.

M'Baku took a step backwards and rubbed his sharp jawline. "Ya have nice shape. At least I say this basing on the outline of the shape of your body under these furs, which somehow add you extra 20 pounds and few centimeters in waist though." He giggled. "But still, ya look gorgeous, little panther." M'Baku came back to his previous position. He leant a bit toward you, close enough for his hot breathe to hit your cheek. "Tell me, Y/N, is it true that white girls are hot like a burning fire when they're freeing their desires? Because I can't imagine this." He smirked wiggling his brow. "Curious if ya are one of these."

Your face immediately become red as you heard all the comments and felt him so close to you.

"I... I... I am not... I am not really sure... I... I mean I never heard such a thing and I never tried it out... I mean I never checked it... I mean I have NO idea." You stammered and quickly put cape on your face, hiding your mouth, cheeks, and nose under thick fur. You looked away.

"Ya, girl, don't hesitate, you can be honest with M'Baku." He smiled as he wrapped his strong arm around your shoulders pulling you closer to his body.

He led you up in the mountains, to his 'castle’.

"Be my guest, Y/N." M'Baku said letting you into the throne room. "What's the reason T'Challa sent you here, Y/N?" Man asked sitting on the throne and slipping his fur off if his large shoulder and pointing at the stone chair for you.

"Thank you." You sat down and pulled fur tighter around yourself. "I don't know. I just told him that I don't feel well in a place that I currently was and..." You shrugged, "He sent me here. To be honest, that's all. This place looks really amazing." You added and looked around.

You felt a little bit uncomfortable. Normally M'baku didn't pay too much attention to you but today it was 100% more than usual.

He only nodded. "I see. T'Challa is like my brother. Not the one that I am in a good correlations with but still. He is more like a sulky man. But I love him either way." M'Baku's voice echoed from walls as he laughed deeply. "Nevermind. I talk too much but I do appreciate he sent you here and nowhere else."

His eyes have never left yours as he was speaking. He was observing you carefully.

You blinked and nodded slowly. "Uhm... I am happy too. I feel very well here but I think I should be going now. I mean, not to be rude but it's getting late. Beautiful girl needs her rest." You joked and smiled at him.

"It's rude to leave when someone has invited you in." M'Baku smiled softly. "I enjoy you accompany, so please, stay." He asked in a strong voice of his.

You giggled and shrugged. "And it's rude to hold girl past her bedtime." You joked and took off your fur cape only to put it on your laps.

M'Baku had his eye on you still grinning widely. "I like you, Y/N. You're nice woman to talk to. Interesting. Kind." He was complementing you. "And I am glad you're with Jabari. And not with Panthers."

You laughed. "Well, today you said that I am a little panther so.... Maybe I should just get up and go back to them." You teased him softy

He rolled eyes theatrically. "If ya will do this, you'll have the worst enemy in me." Corners of his lips raised in a smirk. "I guarantee you wanna me as friend, not a foe."

"Nah! I don't think I would. I mean, I am king's friend and like you said he is like a brother to you. So I don't think you would be not nice for me." You giggled.

He got up shaking his head in disbelief. "Yes. He is ALMOST like my brother. But it doesn't change fact I'd fight him either way." M'Baku crouched in front of you placing hands on his knees. "Especially when he would take MY GUEST away."

You smiled. "Oh... First you don't really pay attention to me and now, when I tease you about leaving, you have something against it..." You looked at him. "Are you getting jealous, M'baku?" You purred quietly.

He straightened his back and went to the window with beautiful view on the valley. "M'Baku never gets jealous." He explained shortly crossing arms bahind his back, his muscular arms tensed. "But I gotta admit I like your presence here."

You got up from your seat and walked to him. "Oh, really? And why is it? I am just a boring, young woman from city." You said and shrugged.

He turned head slightly to throw you a questioning glance. "Me nor anyone from my people said a thing like this, so don't put it into my mouth now, little panther." He fully turned toward you placing his large hands on your shoulders and squeezing then tightly.

You nodded. "Okay. Sorry. Didn't mean to do that, M'baku but you do realize I will have to leave sooner or later. When something will happen and Steve will come back, I will have to follow him." You said sadly.

"With us here, you're safe. I bet your Captain will understand and won't put you on any unnecessary risk."

"I know I am safe but that's not the case. I will follow Steve even if it means I will die. I want to fight. I want to save as many lives as I only can." You explained. "I joined Avengers to help people. Imagine what would happen to this world without us."

He nodded in thoughtfulness. He was silent for longer moment, then pulled you by shoulders and leant down to you, placing a warm kiss to your lips. "I'll not let you go. He will have to fight me to take you away. I won't let you die. M'Baku protects people he cares about."

You blinked and looked at him. "Who say I will? I am good at fighting." You smiled at him sweetly and took his hand with your small palm.

He shrugged. "Still. You won't fight. I say this and when M'Baku says a thing, it happens."

He wrapped arm around your shoulders pecking your nose with finger of other hand. "You're too sweet."

"Thank you. But I am not sweet. I am a little panther. Grr." You laughed and nuzzled to him. "Okay. I will think about this but I have one condition." You said looking at him.

"What condition?" He cocked brows, M'Baku was clearly interested at that moment.

You giggled and gently poked his nose with your little finger. "You will kiss me again and then I will think about staying here and not fighting."

You didn't have to repeat twice. He leant down pulling you as close as it was possible and he kissed your lips again, this time harder. He was eager for every single touch of your soft mouth on his.

You purred quietly and kiss him back, trying your best to wrap your tiny arms around him.

"Well, now I think I have no other choice then just to stay. Steve will kill me." You said and nuzzled to his shoulder.

He smiled from above and was about to kiss you once again when the door to the throne room were opened by two huge guards. "My master." One of them bowed head. "We've been attacked. Thanos has arrive."

M'Baku got a bit pale. His hand immediately searched for yours. "You stay here, Y/N. It's not your fight."

Then he looked at the guards.

"Gather all warriors. Wakanda needs Jabari."

Gif: X

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Let Me Paint Your Nails || Shuri x Reader

Summary: reader goes to the city of Wakanda with Shuri to make some technical shopping for their new project but it ends in a lazy day and some manicure ☺

Warnings: none

Words: 577

Author: General

A/N: this drabble was written for @bloggingfromherbed and her writing challenge. My prompt was: “Let me paint your nails.”

„Hey, look over there!” You screamed loudly, waving your hands as you did. “They finally opened brand new cosmetic shop!” You were more than excited as you looked at your best friend.

Shuri laughed shortly, she rolled her eyes as she shook her head. “Just leave it, Y/N, we didn’t come here to make a shopping, y’know?” She explained, spreading her arms widely. “We gotta buy some technical supplies to our new project, just a kindly reminder for ya.”

“Yea, yea, I know, but please! Can we get there for a second? I’ll only take a look. Have to check if they offer anything interesting!” You giggled as you opened a door and stepped inside the shop.

Shuri sighed loudly but she followed you inside. “Y/N, c’mon, we don’t have time for such silly actions!” She complained a bit, observing you.

However, you didn’t seem to listen to her words. You were lurking through all the shelves, taking any single bottle of nail polish to your hands and checking the colors. “I’ll take these five!” You claimed happily when you got to the cash desk. You paid and grabbed little bag with your shopping, looking briefly at Shuri. She only let out a loud sigh, placing hands on her hips. “Can we go now?” Shuri asked, you could easily say she was getting irritated.

When you both got back to the palace, you ran to your room, leaving Shuri at the lab. She tried to stop you but resigned seeing how happy you were at that time. She came back to her duties but she decided she’ll visit you later.

At the evening you heard knocking to your door. “Come in!” You said, raising your head to check who was about to enter your chamber.

It was no one else but Shuri herself. “Hi, can I come in?” She smiled at you, half-opening the door.

“Sure.” You gave a brief nod as you focused on the thing you were doing.

As she stepped in, Shuri noticed that you were painting your nails. You ran your tongue along your lips, held breath back as you slowly were doing the manicure.

Shuri laughed. “Need a hand?” Shuri offered as she took seat next to you at the table.

You hesitated but finally agreed on her idea.

“Let me paint your nails, they’ll be looking amazing, I guarantee.” Shuri informed you softly. “Maybe I don’t look like a master of beauty hacks but I know some things though.” She explained calmly as she ordered you to put your hand at the table. You did without protesting.

It took Shuri only ten minutes to end full manicure on your hands. “Here, ready.” Shuri said as she ended. “I hope you like the result.” She smiled brightly at you.

You looked at your hands. Indeed, your nails were looking spectacularly. “Yes! It’s amazing! Thank ya for help, I wouldn’t make them look that good without your help.” You admitted, hugging Shuri tightly. “And ya see? It was worth to buy few nail polishes. Paint your nails too and we can go at the party that T’Challa is throwing!” You suggested, wiggling your brew.

Shuri rolled her eyes. “I knew it was something deeper! Knew it! You wanna go there to meet that handsome warrior, don’t ya?” Shuri teased as she smirked at you.

“Maybe.” You whispered. “But it’s none of your business. Now, get ready and I go look for some dress!”

Roomba Fighter || Bucky x Reader

Summary: You move to a new house with Bucky. When you both start cleaning, something unexpected happens. Bucky meets Roomba vacuum cleaner for the very first time

Warnings: None, just scared Bucky.

Words: 1105

Authors: Cass & Toro

You sighed deeply looking around the flat.

You loved to share your life with Bucky but you had to admit that he wasn't the type of cleaner at all.

You went to meet him at upper floor of your new, common flat and looked at him with serious face. "Bucky... It's time to clean." You said firmly, crossing arms over your chest.

He was still in bed. Bucky opened his eyes and gave you a lazy glance. "Can't we do this a bit later? It's only..." he checked the clock at the nightstand, "it's only 8am, Y/N! I am not used to get up at such early hour and you know this."

Bucky took your pillow and put it onto his face, hiding under it.

"Bucky! No, we can't! We need to do this now. The sooner we start, the sooner we will finish." You said taking the pillow off his face. "Come on now, move your sexy ass."

Bucky growled loudly. He got up reluctantly, running hand through his hair. "What with breakfast? I'm hungry." He grunted lazily, yawning shortly after.

You smiled and kissed his cheek. "So go grab a snack. The fridge is full, sweetie. Go and I will plan our work here. House is big and there are only two of us." You explained.

Bucky rolled his eyes and went to a drawer. He pulled out too big T-shirt and put it on. He decided to not change his sweatpants though. "Okaaay. Let it be. But I won't be vacuuming, ya know I hate it." He shrugged and went downstairs.

You looked at him and bit your lips, admiring his features. "Oh! I know. Don't worry about this. I will take care of it for you." You waved your hand and followed him. "You know, I think I'll take the bottom part of house and you will clean the upper one. What do you think?"

"Whatever suits you." Bucky replied as he opened the fridge.

He grabbed a sausage and took a bite. "I can clean our bedroom. And wash floors. I don't know." He responded with full mouth as he was chewing.

You rolled your eyes. "First swallow, then talk, Buck. You know, no talking with a full mouth." You smiled at him. "I'm glad you're so eager to clean, sweetie! So we do as I say. You take top and I take bottom. Just do everything that needs to be done on the upper part."

He shrugged as he swallowed. "Yea. I know, m'kay? Imma big boy, I kinda now how to tide flat up, yea?" He patted your arm. "Don't ya worry, child, you'll be happy with my work."

He smiled briefly at you, then he simply left kitchen to go upstairs.

You sighed heavily and shrugged. "Well, if you say so, old guy." You shook your head and also left the kitchen. You quickly went upstairs to find your new Roomba cleaner. "Bucky's gonna love this little robot. He hates vacuuming. Hope you will do your job, little buddy." You giggled and turned it on, putting it onto floor.

Bucky ended cleaning your common bedroom and bathroom. "Hmmm. What's next?" Bucky rubbed his beard as he was thinking what to do next. It was when Barnes heard some strange noises from the corridor.

You hummed a happy tune while cleaning shelves from the dust.

When you were done, you looked around. "Okay, shelves are done. What now... What now?" You questioned yourself, snapping your fingers.

Bucky slowly made it to the door. He slowly half-opened them and sticked his head out, taking a look.

His heart stopped for a second when he spotted little form on the floor, several feets away.

He instinctively closed the door and leaned his back over them. He was breathing loudly. "What the fuck..." He whispered as he heard the noises got closer to his door.

You continued to hum your tune, walking around the living room and cleaning whatever you could find.

"Wonder how Bucky is doing up there. He and little robot. I think I'm gonna name it." You thought out loudly, cleaning the coffee table.

Meantime, Bucky found a courage and opened the door again. He walked out of the room when noises vanished.

He slowly walked along corridor. Suddenly, he stopped. Bucky heard some humming noise behind his back. He slowly turned his head around and paled.

The little thing he have seen a moment before has just driven out of the guest room. Not only that, it was going slowly directly in his direction!

Bucky looked around and grabbed only thing he found - a mop.

"You little fucker!" He yelled and hit metal surface with the stick. "Y/N! Come here now! I think someone's spying us with some creepy device!"

You blinked and quickly ran to Bucky. "WHAT?! What, happened? Who is spying? What creepy device?!" You asked these questions, looking around, confused.

You bursted with a loud laugh when you saw the robot. "Bucky... Sweetie. Really?" You asked, wiping tears away.

"What's so funny, huh?!" Bucky yelled. He patted the device with the stick. "I bet someone's spying on us. Maybe someone from Hydra came here when we were gone and left this little machine." Bucky suggested seriously as he knelt down and took the thing in his hands. "Such a hellish device..."

You laughed and took the device from him. "You know, this 'hellish device' is ours and it's not spying on you. It's cleaning all dirt and crumbs that you left on this floor, sweetie." You explained and looked at him, turning the device off. "Bucky, meet the Roomba cleaner."

"Roo... Room-what?" He cocked his brows, tilting his head. "What do you mean by OURS? Why haven't I seen this shit before?" He started to wave his hands. "I almost had a heartattack!"

"Roomba cleaner. Our little robot that vaccum the floor. You said you hate vacuuming. So I decided to buy it as a surprise for you." You shrugged and giggled. "Nah! Don't be so dramatic, handsome." You said before kissing his cheek.

"Next time, just don't do such a things to me without informing me." Bucky giggled shorty. "Roomba cleaner... Hah! I have a better name for it. Vacuuming monster."

"I was thinking about naming it Sam. I mean, you already hate it and you hate him, so maybe?" You shrugged and giggled. "I'll never forget how scared you were. All because of this little thing." You shook your head.

Bucky rolled his eyes, laughing and running fingers through his long hair. "Ah, you." He giggled. "I'll never be cleaning again!"

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Happy Birthday || Bucky Barnes x Reader || Drabble

Summary: You’re having a rough day. Also, everyone seems to forget about your birthday. Bucky Barnes is the one to save the day ☺

Warnings: none

Words: 879

Author: Rouge

Y/D/N – your dog’s name

It was one of those days when you were sad enough to stay at your room, no one could approach you nor talk to you. Even Bucky Barnes, who was your best friend, was pushed aside during drop in your form.

That day, however, you were not only sad but also frustrated. Your assignment has been postponed to someone else and you got furious when you heard about this fact, plus everyone seemed to forget it was your birthday. You felt pretty abandoned.

“Of course! Again! Fury doesn’t know what he’s doing!” You were screaming while leaving the director’s office. “I’d be better than Natasha and he only sees her on this mission, because Banner is going too!” You smashed the door behind you.

On the corridor you met Bucky.

“Hey, Y/N, sup there?” He asked, smiling widely. His grin faded as quickly as it showed up when he spotted your angry grimace. “Hey, what’s wrong, Y/N?”

“What’s wrong? You ask me what’s wrong!?” You yelled, waving your hands furiously. “They again took someone else on the mission to Europe! What am I?! What the actually hell!?” You were screaming. When you felt how tears are gathering themselves in corners of your eyes, you simply sat on the floor, crossing legs and hiding face in your hands. “I’ll never be as good as they are. Will never be as smart as they are.” You sighed, letting tears rolled down your cheeks. “I was working so hard to get this task. It’s my work, not their! I researched everything, I set everything up, finally it was me who found that missing agent in Kiev! And Fury has decided to take Banner and Natasha! Because she knows the terrain and he’s smart enough to get through firewalls of their system! Ha!” You let words flew, not paying attention to three workers who passed you by with curious glances.

Bucky crouched next to you, his metal arm on your shoulder. “Hey, Y/N, don’t ya worry. It’s not the last time. There will be another missions.”

You looked him in the eye, still crying, with a deep sigh. “And they will be assuring me about my trip to crush my dreams within second?” You shrugged. “I don’t care anymore. I just can’t with their shit.”

Bucky chuckled softly, rubbing your cheek with his flash hand. “Hey. Come with me. I think you should see something. I think someone needs your help.”

His soft voice has calmed you down quickly, you gave him your hand and let him help you to get back on your feet. You followed Bucky to common saloon at the lower level of Avengers Tower.

“What should I see? I don’t see anything at all, Buck.” You narrowed brows, looking at him with a frown. “If you’re fooling me, you’ll have problem. I am completely not in a mood for this…” You silenced.

You heard a quiet barking and a sound of claws on the wooden panels. Your heart stopped, you were terrified, squeezing Bucky’s flash hand as hardly as you could. You slowly turned your head around, your eyes opened widely.

In front of you and Bucky, there was standing a beagle puppy, wagging its tail. Little puppy was barking quietly, licking its nose every now and then.

“OH GOD!” You squeaked loudly, getting on your knees and chuckling to call the dog. “Come here, little one!”

Dog ran to you happily, falling over twice because of lack of coordination. You reached your hands to puppy and took it into your arms, getting up slowly while petting the dog.

“How did he come here?” You asked, looking at Bucky in shock. “He’s so cute! Maybe he got lost?”

It was when you noticed a collar on puppy’s neck, with a little charm in front. You took it between your fingers to read what was written there.

For Y/N, my bestie, on her b-day. Bucky.

You heart stopped for the second time. You slowly raised your head, giving him a look. “Buck…” You whispered, covering mouth with other hand while holding puppy with second one. “You haven’t forgotten…” You mumbled, feeling a single tear on your cheek. “Dear Lord…”

You slowly and gently put puppy on the floor, took step to Bucky and hugged him tightly. “I have the best friend I could ever have!” You cried softly as his arms were embracing your form.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.” Bucky said with happy voice, kissing top of your head. “I hope this little guy will be a nice companion to you. I knew you like puppies. And when I saw him during last visit to city center with Steve, I decided to get him for you.” Barnes explained shortly.

“It’s the greatest gift I ever got!” You clapped your hands, your eyes on puppy who was running around two of you. “What’s his name?”

“He doesn’t have one, yet. It’s up to you now, Y/N.” Bucky smirked.  

“Hmmm… Y/D/N!” You told him happily, then you got down on your knees to petted dog’s head. “You’re Y/D/N from today!” You giggled. “How cute is he!” You whispered when dog laid down and rolled onto his back to get some belly rubs.

Bucky smiled at you from above.

“Once again, happy birthday, Y/N.”

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„I will be a birb, dada!” || Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky stays with his little daughter alone in the house when you’re off to work. He has to look after her and when she hides from him, Bucky gets worried. But when he finally finds her, she has something important to tell him…

Warnings: none

Words: 1134

Author: Rouge

Y/D/N – you daughter’s name

„She was born with a hurricane for a soul, haha!” Bucky tilted his head a bit as he glared at your daughter. She was playing at the wooden floor with her beloved plush toys, punching a teddy bear with a plush zebra on and on, mumbling something under her breath.

You rolled your eyes as you looked at their reflection in the mirror in front of which you were standing, buttoning your white shirt, smoothing it with your hand. “Do you remember what I’ve told you, James?” You asked rather softly, smiling at him as you turned head to face your beloved man.

He nodded eagerly. “Of course, I do,” he said in a deep voice of his. “Don’t ya worry, Y/N, I’ll take care of our girl. You can go to work.”

You laughed shorty as you picked your purse up. “Last time when you told me this, our house has turned into a mess that I had to deal with for a few long days, darling,” you smirked at him, shaking your head slightly. “I hope this time it’s gonna look better, James.”

He sighed, rolling his blue eyes. “Yea. You have my word. We’ll be good this time, I swear. No playing with food, Y/D/N!” Bucky looked at your daughter. She glared at him with those little, pursed lips of her, and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughter.

“Mommy, go!” Little girl blabbed loudly, punching her teddy bear. “Dada! I! Lone!”

You blinked and giggled. “Yes, Y/D/N, mommy is going to work and you’ll be alone with daddy. Just be a good girl and listen to your papa,” you approached your daughter and crouched next to her to kiss top of her head.

She pecked your lips with her little finger and focused on her play again.

You came to Bucky and kissed him briefly. “I’ll be back around 4 pm. Remember to make a meal for her,” you reminded him.

He patted your shoulder with a wild smile on his lips. “Yea, yea, I remember, go now, Y/N!” He almost pushed you outside of the house.

You rolled your eyes with a smile and walked to your car. You got in, started an engine and drove down the street, trying not to look into a rear-view mirror.

­­­Bucky was watching some show in TV. He didn't even know why he was watching it. He didn't laugh when he was supposed to, he didn't feel any tension during the drama, he barely followed the plot. He was just sitting there, next to the Oreo packet until, to his surprise, they all were gone. It was when he realized that something was wrong. He didn’t hear his daughter.

Bucky felt the panic begin like a cluster of spark plugs in his abdomen. Tension grew in his face and limbs. His breathing became more rapid, more shallow. The last time he trusted her out of his sight, his daughter almost broke her little hand when she fell off the porch straight onto a pavement.

“Y/D/N!” He said loudly but there was no response from her.

Bucky went quickly to girl’s room. She wasn’t there.

“She's hurt. She's bleeding. She needs me and I'm not there.” All these thoughts were running through his head on and on, he could barely breathe.

Second later, he heard a soft giggles and within blink of an eye, he felt relief.

“Y/D/N? Where are you, sweetie?” Bucky asked quietly, getting on his knees and looking under the bed. She wasn’t there either.

“Cold, dada!” Bucky heard sweet voice of his daughter from a vicinity and he sighed, little smile crept onto his lips.

He got up and rested his metal hand on his hip. Bucky looked around trying to figure out, where his little girl was hid. “Y/D/N,” he called softly, “c’mon, don’t fool your daddy, huh?” He opened door to her closet. There was nothing more but her clothes.

Another soft giggle, this time it came from closer distance then before. Bucky smirked, he was getting closer to her.

“Hey, kitty, kitty! Where is my little, cute girl?” Bucky walked around the room, checking all the places she could be hidden in but without a result.

And then he noticed her. He blinked, Bucky didn’t even try to hide his astonishment. She was sitting on the top of her closet, rolled in a ball, observing him with her little blue eyes and smirk on her lips. When she noticed he was glaring up at her, she knelt and clapped her little hands, cheering. “Dada, dada! Did it!” Girl bounced on her knees like she was dancing to music only she could hear.

Bucky laughed loudly and went to the closet, reaching his hands and opening his arms for her. “C’mere, Y/D/N. Come to papa,” he encouraged her.

Girl nodded and crawled to the edge of the closet and simply jumped into her father’s arms.

Bucky hugged her tightly, kissing girl’s cheeks. “Don’t do this ever again to me, baby. Daddy was worried you got hurt. Beside, how did you got there?” He asked as he put her down on the floor, kneeling in front of her.

Girl moved like her knees were just hinges, wobbling to and fro before falling on her bottom. Then she clapped like it was all part of the plan and rolled to her stomach to get up again. When she did, she spun around herself, tossing hems of her tulle skirt, giggling. “Dada! I grow, I be like uncle Falcon! I will be a birb, dada!” She clapped her hands and jumped few times, laughing.

Bucky blinked few times, chuckling with a consternation. “Excuse me, young lady, what did you say, huh?” He had to hear it again, Bucky wanted to laugh so hardly but he was trying his best to keep a straight face. He pulled out a phone from his pocket and started recording his daughter. “Can you repeat what you’ve just said, Y/D/N?”

She nodded with a smirk. “Yes, dada! I will be birb like uncle Falcon before me!” Girl said proudly.

Bucky turned the filming off, he quickly clicked on ‘share’ button and send the short video to you and Sam with a note: “someone has a new idol and, surprisingly, it’s not me.”

Bucky’s daughter giggled, waving her arms for the pick-up she knew was coming, but before she was hoisted high, she was on her bottom again.

Bucky couldn’t stop himself from laughing this time. He picked girl up and rocked her in his arms, cuddling with her. “I love you, little bunny.” He said firmly, stroking her cheek with his metal finger.

She grabbed his metal hand and nuzzled to it. “Love dada too.” She stated simply and it was enough to melt Bucky’s heart.

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“Please stop making me fall in love with you!” || M’baku x Reader One shot

Summary: You are a simple healer with feelings for M’baku.

Warnings: none

Words: 1270

Author: Cass

A/N: This one-shot was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.”

Living high in the mountains wasn't easy and everyone knew it, everyone except people from Jabari tribal.

You were a simple healer, your main objective was to keep everyone happy and healthy, no matter what it was, a sickness or a battle wounds.

You were mostly taking care of second thing but still, it was your work.

Jabari liked to fight and everyone knew it, that was why there were so many of warriors, like you. You were the one that was bringing them a relief after every fight.

You were calmly walking through the village with a basket full of herbs when you saw a little boy sitting in front of your house.

"Let me guess, you played with older boys again, huh?" You said walking closer to him.

Boy nodded. "I just really want to be like they, and I hurt my leg."

You smiled softly and opened door to your hut. "I told you that soon you will be like them, and that for now, you should be careful around them." You put away your basket and patted a little stool. "Come on, let's take a look at this leg."

Boy nodded and climbed on a stool, showing you his leg, then you carefully inspected his injury. It was nothing more than a bigger scratch.

You gently washed his wound and wrapped it into the fresh bandage. You could see that boy didn't like it, and tried to be brave.

When you were done, you petted his head.

"You were really brave but please, be more careful. Warrior need to be brave but also wise, okay?"

He giggled and nodded. "Okay, I promise but can you take me home?"

You smiled at him. "This one time I will do this." You said and took boy's hand. "Okay, let's go."

You knew where the boy lived, so it wasn't a big deal for you to take him home.

You considered that a time spent with kids was the best time of your life. They were funny, cute, gently, and they made your heart melt. They often liked to pull you into their little games every time when they saw you, and you weren't too busy with your work.

It was a nice difference than patching up adults.

Suddenly, you were surrounded by other kids that wanted to play.

Little did you know that you were watched by someone else also.  To be exact, by M’baku himself.

You both knew each other pretty well, you often were helping him with wounds or any kind of injuries. This was what he loved in you, your kindness, your need of helping someone, how gently you were.

He never was brave enough to tell you everything, and he felt so weird with it but finally decided to walk to you. “Y/N?”

You looked up from crowd of kids and smiled. “M’baku!” You bowed your head a little and looked at kids. “Okay, now go and play alone.” When you were free, you smiled at M’baku again. “How are you today? Everything is fine?”

He nodded. “Yes, everything is fine. I was wondering how are you today, that’s why I came here.” “That’s so nice.  I am great, I just returned from my herbs hunt and I was kidnapped by kids.”  You said before laughing.

“They like you, you look like person that is really good with kids.” He noticed with smile.

You blinked and blushed deeply, you haven’t used to hear such a words from him. “I… Thank you, I am sorry M’baku but… I need to go. I still have a lot of work to do.”

„This is not a problem. I hope we will see each other soon.” You both said goodbye and then you quickly walked back to your hut.

You sat on your chair and rubbed your face. “Why this always needs to happen!” You growled loudly. You were in love with him but what could you do. He was a leader when you were a simple healer.

You spend hour in your chair thinking about all of this before deciding to really do something to keep your hands and mind busy.

It was few days since you met M’baku. Your days were going slowly, without bigger problems. They were calm, filled with simple work and little pleasures like walks or playing with children.

You thought that this day will be no different than previous ones. You didn’t expect anything to happen, so you simply sat in your little hut doing practically nothing.

Suddenly you heard loud banging at your door. You rolled your eyes and got up to open them, you couldn’t describe how big surprise it was to see one of M’baku’s guards standing right in front of you.

You blinked and look up at him. “Something’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, our leader needs you.” He simply informed you.

What could possibly happen that he required your present now? And why he didn’t come by himself?

You quickly grabbed your bag and followed the guard.

M’baku was sitting on his throne, he didn’t look happy, you could see that but worst thing was blood on his face. You could tell it came from wound on his forehead. He looked at you. “Y/N…”

“M’baku. Look at yourself.” You walked to him closer and gently took his face in your hands. “What happened to you, I didn’t hear about any fight today.” You said before pulling out a little cloth from your bag and pressing it to his wound.

“Because there was none. Today was a coronation of young prince.” He muttered.

“You took your people and went there to challenge him, huh?” You asked and looked at him.

“Yes, I did.” M’baku nodded.

“Why you didn’t tell me earlier? I would be ready or something, at last I would know. What if T’challawould kill you? Thanks Bast that he is a smart man with good heart.” You sighed softly as you started to clean his face from blood.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me as a frailer.” He sighed and nuzzled to you.

At that point you couldn’t help but hugged him. “Hey, everything is fine. I still see you as someone amazing and I still see you as a great leader. This thing will never change for me.”

“Even when I lose?”

You petted his hair gently. “Well, you are beaten up but the most important is that you are back, we Jabari need you, M’baku.”

He moved his head enough so he could look up at you, at this you only smiled at him sweetly. “Please, stop.”

You blinked. “I…. I don’t do anything.”

He smiled defiantly amused by you little confusion.  “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.” After that words he pulled you closer.

You blushed deeply and shook your head. “I love you too but now, please. Let me go M’baku, I need to take care of you.”

“Of course my queen but I have one more question to you.” He said. “Will you stay here with me? I will need your help during my recovery.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I don’t think your injuries need so much attention but just for the safety, I will stay to keep an eye on.”

“I cannot wait to have both of those beautiful eyes all over me.” He murmured.

“M’baku! Stop, now come on. Let me finish my job!” You said frowning.

“Okay, let’s do some of your

magic.” M’baku nodded.

Barista || Steve Rogers x Reader Fluff

Summary: Reader works in the café as a barista. During one of her shifts she meets Steve Rogers himself. A certain sympathy develops between them.

Warnings: None

Words: 1465

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story was written for @somethingtoavenge writing challenge. Congratulations on 1K!

It's been half a year since you were working in the café as a barista. You enjoyed your work and workplace. You even made friends with other girl, Hannah, which was working at the same shift as you.

She was always nice and kind towards you and heard you out many times when you were having problems of any kind.

 It was another night shift, this time on Saturday, and you were cleaning your workplace, setting cups into cabinets, washing a coffee machine.

 You had to take additional hours, bills were overwhelming you and truth was you needed some extra money.

The bell hanging next to door rang informing you that a new customer stepped in.

 "How can I help you?," you asked sweetly polishing one of the cups, not even looking at the newcomer.

 "Black coffee, please," strong, manly voice answered and it was when you raised eyes on the customer.

 How huge was your disbelief when you saw Steve Rogers himself leaning elbows against the counter top.

His blue eyes were watching you carefully, his brow was cocked a little and head tilted aside.

 "Uhm..," you couldn't form any sentence and suddenly you felt a strong poke aimed right into your left side.

 It's no one else but Hannah, who came to help you.

 "For here or to go?," she asked with a little smile, awaiting for his answer.

 You shifted aside to make her a room around the coffee machine.

 "To go," he answered simply but sent her a little smile. He looked over you and smiled again.

 You felt a blush hitting your cheeks so you smiled back messily and turned around to put cups into the cabinet.

 Hannah prepared his order quickly and handled the covered cup to him.

Rogers paid and walked out of the shop.

 "Fuck," you whispered, massaging your temple. "I froze. I didn't know what to do, I never knew someone like him would visit us," you explained yourself briefly.

 Hannah came to you and stroked your shoulder. "Don't worry. He comes here every weekend to grab a coffee, sometimes with muffin," said she. "You never met him here before probably because you were working only during the week."

 You nodded. "I feel so stupid!"

  She laughed at your words. "Don't worry. He's Captain America after all. The greatest hero. It's okay to be surprised."

Hannah was right.

 You met Rogers again one week later, also during Saturday's evening shift.

 This time you were aware of his presence since the moment the bell rang.

 Steve came to the counter and took a seat at hooker staying in front of it.

 "Hi," you whispered hesitantly. "Black coffee? To go?," you asked quietly.

 Steve nodded, smiling a little. "Yes, please. I see that you remember."

 You smiled back and in the silence prepared his order.

 "I haven't seen you here before," Steve said out of sudden. "How long do you work here?"

 "Uhm, six months now," you stated. "I study as well and you know, every coin is important," you added quickly.

 Steve smiled at you. "I understand perfectly."

 "I'm sorry for the last awkwardness," you rubbed the back of your head. "I was just surprised..."

 "Don't need to be worried about it," Steve said as he got up from the high chair. "It's a human thing to be caught off guard sometimes."

 When he left you sat on your chair and slipped hands under chin, sighing loudly.

  Hannah came to you and handled you a mug of coffee. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve that boy," she said. "I know the way you look at him, Y/N. Forget it. He'll never look at someone like you nor me."

For the next few weeks you were always meeting Steve on weekend shifts and your conversations evolved in that time.

 You were always happy to see him entering café with that disarming smile of his.

 And then Thanos happened...

 Half of living creatures were wiped off the world. It was very sad and bad days, yet you and Hannah survived the snap. To not lose senses from sadness and grief, you both decided to continue leading the café.

There were only a few clients per day, but it cheered you and Hannah up. Even the shortest talk with other human being was priceless.

That evening he came in as every previous weekend.

But this time he ordered two coffees to go.

 "Oh, so you meet with someone? A friend or someone else?," you teased him a little, preparing cups and covers.

 "Actually yes, I am."

 "May I ask with who?," you asked sweetly.

 "Someone who has turned out to be a good friend of mine. Who heard me out many times. Who have given me a shoulder I could lean on."

 You nodded head and put two covered cups on the counter. "Here, your order is ready. Be careful. Hot," you smiled.

 Steve grabbed cups and turned around to walk off the shop but stopped at the door. "What are you waiting for?," Steve asked, looking at you above his shoulder.

 You blinked. "M... Me? You meant ME?"

 "Yes," Steve replied. He offered you his shoulder. "Shall we?"

 "I...," you blushed and coughed. "I have shift.. I.."

 "Don't worry, Y/N."

You looked around to see Hannah leaning casually against the door to the back of the café.

 "May I...?," you asked hesitantly.

 "Of course," she nodded happily. "Go. Just be careful!"

 Steve giggled loudly. "Don't you worry, I'll lead her back home."

You walked at Hudson river. You took a seat at one of the benches at the promenade and watched the rising moon on the sky. Few stars were peering through the clouds.

 That early night was brisk, easterly wind blow gently ruffling your hair.

 "Thank you, that's so kind of you," you said, taking a sip from your cup. Coffee tasted delicious.

 "Thanks goes to you, Y/N," Steve said after taking a deep breath. "You know, everything's changed and I still didn't get over it."

 "I understand, neither did I," you replied softly and quietly. "It was so sudden... And it has left a huge pain in everyone."

 "Yeah," Steve nodded. "I try to do whatever it takes to... I don't even know. I'd gladly turn back time."

 "Hey," you turned to him and put a hand to his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault. We talked about it. No one could have stopped him."

 "I could have tried harder," Steve grunted and sipped onto his coffee. He slipped a hand into his bangs, pulling it up. "I wish I could do something. It's not right. There has to be something I can do."

 He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer so you were leaning head against his wife chest and he rested his chin over top of your head.

 "Don't worry. I believe you'll figure out what to do. You ain't alone in this. I'll support you, whatever you'll decide. I know I'm just an ordinary person but I can help, I'm hard working."

 Steve giggled and slipped two of his long fingers beneath your chin, forcing you to raise your head and look into his eyes.

"I know. Thank you for being so good to me. If not you, I don't know what I would do," he stated.

 He looked into your eyes. His blue eyes sparkled from moon's light that went finally through clouds. Steve leant down to you and his lips were pressed to yours in a soft kiss.

You blinked but gave kiss back, you closed your eyes and touched his bearded cheek.

 "Uhm...," you whispered in shock. "Oh... I... Wow...," you blushed hardly and immediately slipped head under his shoulder to hide it from his eyes.

 Steve smiled and stroked your back. "So as I see, not only I was hesitating before doing it," he joked briefly.

 You nodded your head and turned to him. "Yes," it was nothing but a soft whisper. "It was so nice," you couldn't find proper words to describe how were you feeling.

 "Maybe I can ask you for a dinner tomorrow, Y/N? What do you think?," Steve asked openly.

 You nodded eagerly. "It will be a pleasure to me! I just hope that Hannah will give me a few hours off."

 Steve got up from the bench and waited politely for you to join him. As you did, he wrapped an arm around your waist.

 "So. I'll lead you back home now, as I promised to your friend," Steve said. "It's a nice meeting. Thank you for this."

 You smiled and nuzzled to his chest. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you smile, Steve. Always."

Get Us Some Chocolate || Venom & Eddie Brock drabble

Summary: It's still hard for Eddie to comprehend how Venom has changed his life, especially since Venom has so many demands

Warnings: none, just Venom being Venom 😁

Word count: 856

Authors: Cass & Rouge

As Eddie sat on the couch, he watched the wall of his apartment. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Previously a successful reporter, now a man with some kind of parasite; it had to be a nightmare! Suddenly, Eddie pinched himself and cursed loudly, "Fuck! No, no, no, this has to be a nightmare!"

Venom did not form himself, he simply tickled Eddie's side twice before stopping.

Eddie shouted, "No! You stop that! You're not real, you're not here. I got into a car accident and I'm in a coma. You are not here!" Eddie was lost in thoughts.

Venom formed his head behind Eddie and touched his bearded cheek with his slick tongue. "We're real, Eddie."

Eddie said, "You're not!" and went to his bedroom. Eddie hid in his bed and said, "I will go to sleep and when I wake up, you won't be there."

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Eddie slowly awoke in the morning and raised his head. "Hello..?" He asked quietly.

In an instant, Venom formed his head in front of Eddie's. "Eddie, how was your night? Because the position you were sleeping in squeezed us. We didn't like it. Now, move your ass to the kitchen, breakfast time is here!" Venom chanted happily.

Brock's head fell back onto the pillow. "You are here, still..." He let out a loud sigh, then his response was, "I don't feel hungry."

As Eddie replied, Venom poked him in the forehead. "But we're hungry. And we want chocolate. Get up, Ed. You gotta look like a human to do some grocery shopping," Venom said, forcing Eddie to rise so quickly that he fell.

"What! How could you even do that to me!? I have food in the fridge and I don't care what you want. I have everything I need in my apartment," Brock grunted in a reply.

Eddie was forced to run to the door and further up the staircase when Venom repeated, "AND WE WANT CHOCOLATE, AND WE DON'T CARE ABOUT THE FUCKING FOOD IN YOUR FRIDGE. WE CHECKED IT LAST NIGHT, IT WAS NOT WORTH OUR TIME AND ATTENTION."

"You stop that now! Look at me! I can't go shopping in my..." Eddie looked down, "Underwear! We are going home and I need to change!"

This was the moment Eddie's neighbor walked out of a flat. A woman closed the door and turned around, improving a purse on her shoulder and froze when she saw Eddie half-naked. Squeaking, she ran down the stairs as quickly as she could.

As Eddie ran to his flat, he locked the doors behind him, pressing his back to the wall nearby. "It's your fucking fault! You can't drag me out of my flat when I'm wearing nothing," he said as he went to his bedroom.

Eddie was fully dressed and ready to go after a few minutes. "Okay, now we can go."

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Eddie walked through the supermarket, looking at the shelves. "I don't really know what I need..." He murmured to himself.

Venom recited happily in man's head, "Milk, two gallons. Orange juice. Bread. Chocolate. Chips. Beer. Chocolate. Chicken. Cucumber. Chocolate. Beer. And more chocolate. And cheese. And fries. Did we mention chocolate?"

"Why do I need so much chocolate? I don't even eat chocolate," Eddie asked as he began to look through the shelves.

"You're a loser, and we want chocolate. If you don't buy us some chocolate, you'll be without liver or kidney. Or both," Venom threatened.

Eddie grunted under his breath, "If you don't stop acting like the prick you really are, you'll be short of chocolate, or you'll be short of host. Or both."

After a few growls, Venom calmed down. It wasn't until he spotted jelly beans. "We want this! Oh, and that minty chocolate too. Oh, and these chocolate bars are delicious, too. Oh, and those pralines! We'll treat you like a king if you buy the pralines, too, Eddie."

Putting everything in a basket and listening to Venom, Eddie said, "Please, don't eat it all at once. Chocolate isn't cheap."

"We'll get you a better paying job soon, don't worry, Eddie," Venom giggled deeply in the man's mind.

Eddie sighed in frustration, "How the hell would you even find me a job? Do you even know what one is?"

"Of course we know, it's a useless thing you keep doing. We'll make you hireable again."

Brock shook his head and laughed, "Yeah. Sure you will."

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Eddie placed bags on the table at home. "Okay... So... You're really here? You're not a dream, right?"

Venom formed his huge face and showed his long fangs; some saliva dripped on the floor as the symbiote smirked widely. As he rested his forehead against Eddie's shoulder, Venom asked, "Do we look like a dream, huh? Feel us. Feel the power we provide you with. You're strong now, feel all these muscles. We'll make you a hero."

"The life with you inside me won't be easy. I mean, my life is different from yours," Eddie laughed softly.

Putting his chin on the man's shoulder, Venom assured, "We'll fit in easily. This will be a fucking amazing experience."