BuckyXReader BBQ - OneshotIt was summer, exactly the BBQ’s day that Tony threw every month. And because it was summer, this time it took place in his private beach, a paradise for the boys, basically because of the bikinis.
Pepper wore a white one covered by a blouse, Natasha a black trikini (very sexy indeed), Sharon a light blue with a pattern of white palms, Betty a dark one that emphasized her white skin even more, Jane opted for a light brown with shorts, Darcy wore a red one, and you wore one with black and white stripes.
The only ones of the group who were singles, were Darcy and you.
The guys were in the snack bar getting all the food and drinks ready and the girls were chatting on the loungers.
“I don’t understand”; Darcy said shipping from her drink; “How come all of you got such deadly sexy boyfriends?”
“It just came after the years”; Pepper said.
“He already did all I said, so why not take it to the next level?”; Natasha smirked.
StevexReader Fateful Anniversary OneshotIn a few days it was going to be your first anniversary with Steve.
When you first met him, three years ago, you fainted from the emotion of meeting Captain America. Of course you knew who he was, you saw him around the base, but never had the chance to introduce yourself.
Actually, it was Fury the one who introduced you (Agent Hills was sick, so you were her replacement). Tony gave you his “hey gorgeous” smile, Bruce greeted shyly, Natasha gave you a wary look and Clint wasn’t interested in you. The only one who had the decency to introduce himself, was Steve.
“Nice to meet you Agent (l/n), I’m Steve Rogers”; he said while lifting his hand for a handshake. There he stood, with that pose, while a soft “eeeeep” came from your lips and your body fell backward.
In that moment you became the “eeeep girl” or “Agent Eeeep” (thank you, Tony).
After that, you grew closer to the group, who wouldn’t like you? Yo
Bucky x Reader Kisses - OneshotIt’s being almost a week since Bucky left with Steve on a mission.
It’s being almost a week of hearing your 4 years old daughter ask for her papa.
It’s being almost a week of you answering her “Soon”; and you were hoping that he was already home so you didn’t have to hear your incessant daughter questioning you.
You were bathing her, or at least, trying, because she was more into playing with her toys (a special set of “the heroes of NY”, courtesy of Uncle Tony, and a Barbie in the role of princess in distress) than to let you wash her.
“Mama?”; she asked while sinking or drowning the Iron Man toy.
“Mmmmh?”; you said while adding more shampoo in her head, you already knew what she was going to ask anyway.
“When is papa coming?”; and Captain America disappeared below the bubbles.
“Soo-”; you were interrupted by your child screaming.
“HULK SMAAAAASH!!!”; and she threw the Hu
BuckyxReader Picture Frames - OneshotYou always have been a friendly and open person, you made friends without a problem and were loved by all of them. Your house was full of frames of your friends and some of your family when you were little (let’s be a bit tragic here, your parents are dead and no uncles or aunts in sight). But as the years passed there were more pictures of your family than of your friends.
It was pouring outside and the sky was as dark as at night time, even thought it was approximately 16:30 or 17:00. It was time for them to get home soon.
You laid in the bed bored to death, the TV was kinda boring, so you went searching for the remote in the sidetable without looking, so it’s no surprise that you threw a picture, your favorite picture and the reason why you have a wonderful family.
“Don’t touch that!!!”; you screamed while taking the picture back and putting it in place.
“Give me that!!!”; you said whilst you took another frame;
BuckyxReader Nightmares before Birthday Oneshot
Tomorrow is your birthday, and Tony being himself, decided to throw you a super party with everything you wanted.
You are putting on your pajamas while Bucky is “doing something” in the bathroom, and you knew that he was going to take his time, so you took advantage of that and started to search the room for your birthday present.
The only room that you didn’t look was the bedroom, and now was the perfect moment to start the hunt. The wardrobe, empty, the dresser, empty, the side tables, empties, behind the pictures, nothing, inside his bag, nothing, in your bag, nothing.
The last place to look was below the bed; and there you were, on the bed, with half of your body hanging from it and searching that space with a lantern. This is how Bucky found you when he came out.
“Did you think that I would be so stupid to hide your present in this house?”; he asked you, leaning against the door.
“I had to try”; you said getting up from th
Steve x Reader False Alarm - OneshotSteve x reader False alarm-Oneshot
For a week or so, you’ve been feeling unwell, and a few days ago you understood why, the “best friend” in red of every woman came to pay you a visit, stronger than ever and also worse than ever.
The alarm sounded and you tightened over Steve torso, basically, you are not a morning person; and with the fact that you were on those days, his heat made you feel quite better.
“(Y/n), I have to get up…”; he said patting your head.
“Urgghhh…. How about no?”; you said half-asleep.
“Sweetie, I need to shower and other things”, Steve said while getting up.
“Other things” were you thinking when the sudden realization hit you, “He’s going to take over the bathroom!!!”. Suddenly you sit on the bed and grabbed your bathrobe (with all the things needed inside the pockets), then, while grabbing Steve by the pants you stood up on the bed and threw him back to the mattress
Clintasha and Reader RELATOR - Oneshothttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHGecjIgJ70 (the actual song)
After a hard day training, you were in one of the rooms no one used, lying in an old couch, humming a song (while listening it on the mp3).
You were with your eyes closed, so didn’t noticed that from the air conduct a person appeared a little dusty.
“Hey (y/n), what are you humming?”, Clint asked you, taking of the dust of himself.
In that instant you opened your eyes while jumping in the couch; “HOLLY SHIT!!!! WHAT THE..? CLINT? YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!!”, you yelled at him; he was smirking because of your face.
“Sorry (y/n), sooo…”, he said while sitting next to you, “What are you listening?”, he asked, getting comfy.
“A sooong…..?”, you said like that was obvious.
“Really?, you know, next mission, pair up with Steve”, he told you with a serious face.
“Uh? Why?”, you wondered.
“CAPTAIN AMERICA AND CAPTAIN OBVIOUS