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Characters: Chris Evans x Reader

Words: 400+

Song: Cut through the static – State Champs

A/N: at the ending, I kinda wanted to do the “ thanks I’m fine goodbye,” thingy with reader running out of the room doing some weird shit. But that kind of wouldn’t fit the story right.

Three thousand miles away I'm feeling something desperate Came with one life to change so you're the one I left with (I) I think I found myself in the new light today (So I) so I let these chemicals and poison lead the way

You're in your head again, this place has got you trembling I'll be your medicine if you help write the alternate ending (I) I thought I found myself in the new light today (So I) but the darkness inside me it pushes you away

Chris came home to a sight that he hadn’t seen for a while. You were sitting in the corner of the Livingroom. Your body was shaking, you didn’t seem to be aware of him. Chris crouched down beside you, trying to shake you out of your head. He hated how your anxiety had taken over your life. During the years, his anxiety had died down to a state where he easily could help you with yours, without dragging himself down. “Hey, I’m here,” He whispered in your ear, holding you close to his body. 

He put his hand on your head, guiding it down to his chest. The sound of his heart beating was a sound that usually helped you get yourself back together. Not today, today was different, this was one of the biggest anxiety attacks that you had had to cope with. You crumbled up into a ball as your chest started hurting. Your head was spinning and your breathing had gone into hyperventilating. It was getting worse and worse by each second you spend with your anxiety.

“Chris?” You asked in a whisper, finally acknowledging his presence. “Yes, I’m here. Please talk to me, what’s wrong,” Chris was starting to panic himself now. You didn’t talk to him for a little while, not until you were sure that he had calmed down himself. 

Characters: Sebastian Stan x Reader (dead) Words: 400+ Song: Time Machine – States Champs.

A/N: I’ve had this in my drafts since I went on hiatus.

So many plans we made were washed away So many memories faded away Honestly, I didn't know it was ending We count the calendar, checking off the days We look ahead, they laugh at the plans we made Honestly, I didn't know it was ending

I wish I had a time machine So you would never have to leave And I wouldn't have to say sorry But now we're running on a picture-perfect memory Of all the things I couldn't say And I'll never have to say sorry that I couldn't save you

Characters: Avengers x Reader Words: 600+

The end of the year was on its way, only hours before the clock hit 12 am. For once Tony hadn’t planned one of his big parties, tonight was all about family. The family that you had found in the Avengers. Along with all the others you had pulled out old albums of pictures from your childhood. It had been a long time since you last had seen them, making this night very emotional for you. You didn’t like crying in front of the team, but you knew that some time along the night you would have to wipe your eyes and blow your nose.

Characters: Natasha Romanoff x Reader Words: 500+

You were sitting on the couch with Nat, watching one of the last Christmas movies that tv stations would put on for the year being. When it was about to finish, everything went black in the tower. You heard Bruce yell something from the lab, but wasn’t quite sure what had happened. “Nat?” You asked, wanting to figure out if she still was there. “Hmm?” She asked back, thinking that you wanted to ask her something. “What happened?” You said, still trying to put the puzzle pieces together in your mind. “I think the electricity is out in all of New York,” she said, this time she was further away. 

“You know I’ve always wanted to learn how to knit,” Wanda said, as you showed her how the yarn should be tied around the knitting pin. You smiled at Wanda’s comment, knowing that you could make something happy by teaching them such a basic skill. You had learned how to need a long time ago. Pepper had been the one to teach you when you had first been introduced to Tony’s world. As a kid you got stressed out easily, having anxiety didn’t quite help out.

 Pepper had told you that she used to knit scarves when she was younger, to cope with feelings that she couldn’t quite understand at that age. Since then you had knitted stuff like sweaters, scarfs, mittens and such as a way to get out of your thoughts. “It’s nice that you like it,” you said to Wanda once she had gotten the hang of it.

Characters: Tony Stark x Reader Words: 400+ A/N: This is just a small drabble

It was a long time since Tony had promised to teach you how to ski. Today was the day, having taken a break from the ever so busy every day that the two of you faced each morning when you woke up. Tony had woken you up earlier than you had ever done yourself, leaving you wondering why he had done so. It wasn’t until later when you were sitting in his jet that he told you why. Sure, it was winter and there was snow, but never in your life had you thought that Tony Stark would teach you how to ski in Aspen. You had thought that he would just take you to Canada or something. Since that was far closer to New York than Colorado was.

“Honestly I had forgotten about the promise you had made me,” You smiled as you stepped out of the jet. Tony was standing wrapped in a big jacket, already with a pair of skis in his arms. “Sure, you did, but how could I forget about something like this, there’s nothing like someone’s first time skiing. It’s almost like when a child first rides their bike without the help of a parent,” He smiled and handed you the skis. You noticed that leaning against the jet was another pair, that must’ve been Tony’s.

After a few hours, you still hadn’t gotten the hang of it and hadn’t left the bunny slope either. You were starting to get annoyed with trying to ski. But Tony kept on encouraging you to try harder and harder as he showed you how it was done. “Remember that time, when you had just gotten to me when I almost just gave up on you. But you changed my mind, look where we are today!” Tony yelled to you from the end of the hill, as you fell face down in the snow. 

You remembered that time almost as if it was yesterday. You were scared, had just come to a new place, and you didn’t know what to do. Meaning that you isolated yourself for the first long period of time, with Tony. He had confronted both Pepper and Happy, but no one knew just exactly what to do. Not until the day when you finally started helping him understand. Now was his turn to, sort of, pay back what you had helped him with then.

Characters: Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 600+

You had been out visiting Clint again, you wanted to make sure that everything was alright after the two of you had been snowed in alongside his family. The safe house that Clint lived in, was one of your favorite places to visit, it was far enough away from the city to not be bothered by any outsider. And close enough so you wouldn’t spend a whole day driving out there. You had agreed to keep the kids occupied, until Clint and Laura and cleaned the whole house. With three kids and a place like the farm, everything was destined to get messy, really fast.

You loved helping Clint out with the kids, keeping an eye on them was never a problem. Especially not since Nathaniel was a toddler now. It wasn’t until someone unexpected knocked on the door, that you stopped playing with the kids. “I’ll get it!” Clint yelled and ran down the stairs like a kid Christmas morning. Obviously, it would’ve made more sense for you to open the door, but you suspected that Clint was tired of cleaning and wanted to see what was happening downstairs with you guys. 

Imagine Clint buying you socks that match with his

Characters: Avengers x Reader Words: 500+

It was finally Christmas, you had been racing around the tower all day, making sure that everything was perfect for tonight. Steve and Natasha had helped you cook the Christmas dinner for this evening, Thor had gone around the tower, alongside vision, checking that the decorations looked like what they did at the beginning of the month. It was the first time, since the Avengers team had been assembled, that you all got to spend Christmas together and to have a few other members to join, was just way better, than if it had only been the seven of you.

None of you had wanted to do anything big with the presents this year, so you had decided to do some sort of secret Santa, but in your own way. Instead of just Buying one present, you had had to buy three, for three different members that you pulled at the beginning of the month. You had gotten Tony, Peter, and Clint. You loved buying things for others, making people happy, was one of the things that you loved the most about Christmas. 

Characters: Avengers x Reader Words: 600+ A/N: mostly Tony

Being this close to Christmas Eve, sick was the last thing that you wanted to be. But here you were wrapped in several blankets wearing tons of clothes. You had managed to get a fever the day before Christmas. Tony had been out all day, not knowing about your sickness. You were sure that once he found out he would put on his Iron Man suit and fly right back home to the tower. Every time you were sick, Tony acted like the father that you never had. He made sure that you ate enough, that you took your meds and that everything about your wellbeing was checked off. You hated when Tony treated you like a kid, it felt as if you were nothing more than 4 years old again. 

Both Steve and Bucky had been to check on you a few times, making sure that you had what you needed. Every time you asked the same question: ‘Is Tony home yet’ and every single time you got the same no. You had to make sure that you still had your alone time. Although deep inside of you, you wanted for him to come back. Somehow your body needed his, sometimes annoying, love that he gave you. 

Characters: Vision x Reader Words: 400+

You were working on the latest mission report, as a pleasant smell hit your nose. You tried to push it away, focusing on your work. But as the seconds went by, you couldn’t keep yourself away anymore. You just had to know where that smell came from. Walking out of Tony’s office, that you used to borrow whenever he was gone, you found your way to the kitchen. Seeing Vision standing there, stirring something in a pot, you suddenly got curious. Vision rarely cooked, and when he did, he usually ended up putting something wrong in the food, making it taste horrible. 

“What are you making?” You asked as you walked up to him, looking down into the pot. You could tell that he was making some sort of soup, but what kind, you weren’t exactly sure. “Chicken soup, simple as that,” He said and dropped a different arrange of vegetables into the soup. You stood there for a moment, enjoying the smell. You were happy that it looked as if it would be finished soon. Standing there made you hungry, hungry for soup to be exact.  

Even since you were a child, the smell of soup had been a happy smell for you. Compared to the other countless bad smells associated with bad memories, this one, was one that you had a good memory off. You couldn’t remember how or when the thing, putting the memory in your brain had happened. It felt as if it had always been there. 

When Vision had finished the soup and poured it into a bowl for you, you sat down on the bar chairs surrounding the island. As you slurped the first spoonful of soup into your mouth, you almost fell down from the chair, in pure bliss. You had never tasted anything like that, and the fact that it was Vision who had made it, was even more unbelievable than the taste. “You have to make this more often,” You said, as you ate more of the soup. It was hard for you to stop.

“Well, I’m glad that you think that, this is the first time, someone has liked the food I made,” Vision said, as he tried to hide the sadness that he was feeling. You sensed it immediately but didn’t say anything about it. Vision rarely displayed any of his feelings, especially not to other people than Wanda. Wanda was away on a mission, helping Bruce with something. They had been gone for a while now, it was obvious to anyone that Vision missed her terribly much. They had never been gone from each other for this long before.

Characters: Natasha Romanoff  x Reader Words: 400+

Shopping with Natasha was always fun, in the summer you would find outfits for each other. In the winter you would look at crazy and weird accessories to try on. Nat was always fun to be around, especially if it just were the two of you. You loved spending time with her. It was a relief to spent time with someone who wasn’t a male. Even though you loved Tony, Steve, Clint, Bucky, and all the other guys. Spending time with Natasha, was one of those moments in the week, that you looked forward too. It was hard being one of the only girls on the team, let alone being one of the two who wasn’t taken. Although you suspected Bruce and Natasha for having something ongoing behind everyone’s backs.

“Hey look at this (Y/N)!” Natasha said in excitement, you snapped out of your head. Looking at Natasha, she was wearing some sort of a big hat, formed as a cheeseburger. Her head was fully surrounded by the burger hat, and there was a round piece going around her neck to support the burger, helping it stay on the person who wore it.

“Where did you find it?” You asked while laughing. Natasha pointed to a rack with all sorts of hats and scarves on it. Going with the food theme that she had going on, you picked up a scarf that looked like a long piece of pizza. You found some sunglasses at the other end of the store, way too big for your head. When you got back to where Natasha was standing, you put on the sunglasses, that almost covered your whole face up. Then putting the scarf on in a violent way, you acted as if you were a famous movie star, with your pizza scarf and your sunglasses. You both fell into a fit of laughter because of your little performance.

Natasha walked back to the rack and tried to pick something new out. “No way, look at this,” she said and showed you a long white scarf, formed as a cat. Complete with ears, paws and a tail, you couldn’t believe that someone had come up with the idea of making a scarf that looked like a cat. 

Characters: Peter Parker x Reader Words: 600+

Stepping out of the elevator, you kicked your boots off. Entering the main area of the Avengers tower, the only person you saw was Peter. Peter hadn’t been with the team that long, you didn’t know him like you knew any of the others. Your arms were full, you had bought everything that a gingerbread house could ever need. Placing it down on the counter, something piqued Peter’s interest, because he was soon all over the items you bought at the local supermarket. “Uncle Ben, Aunt May and I always used to make these when I was small. It’s one of my fondest Christmas memories from when I was a child,” Peter smiled looking up at you from the bag. You smiled back to the boy. “Aren’t you still a child?” You cocked an eyebrow at him. Knowing that it was a joke, Peter punched your shoulder playfully. To be fair it hurt a little, you hadn’t thought of Peter actually being strong. After all, he was just a nerd from queens, or at least that was what you had told yourself the first time you met him. 

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 600+

You were on your way to your dad’s house, along with Steve. Since he had found out about your friendship with the super soldier, he had been begging you to meet him. Right before Steve went under back in 1945 your father had taken a liking to the soldier, he had been the one hope of winning the war. Every time you had asked Steve to go with you to see your father, something had come up. Whether it was mission, sickness or some third cause, you hadn’t been able to successfully surprise your father with his childhood hero. It wasn’t a lie that your father was old, almost 80 to be exact. He wasn’t the man that he once was, having someone this close to you with dementia was awful.  It left you and your closest family to help him with whatever he needed, whenever he needed it. You couldn’t get yourself to abandon him, not like your mother had done once he got the diagnosis. You hadn’t seen her since the day that she left, nor had you had any contact with her, for all you knew she could be dead, and you wouldn’t know it.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 500+

“Why is it so cold in here?” You whined as you entered Bucky’s room. It wasn’t long before your body started shaking, making your body try to keep the temperature high inside of you. Bucky looked at you as if he didn’t know what you were talking about. After all, he had been encased in ice several times before. “I don’t feel anything,” he said, you cocked an eyebrow at him ready to fire something back. Realizing what you were about to say, you stopped yourself from hurting Bucky. 

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 500+

You were cold, shaking a miserable when you entered the tower. It had been snowing so badly since the minute you stepped out of the building this morning. Your clothes were completely soaked by the many flakes of snow that had landed on you during the day. And if the already wetness from just walking wasn’t enough, you had managed to fall down, twice today, due to the extremely icy sidewalks. As you walked through the lobby, the receptionist gave you dirty looks all the way to the elevator. You were leaving small puddles of water, formed as your feet in a straight line from the entrance to the elevator door. You couldn’t wait to get out of your clothe and jump into something warmer and drier than what you were wearing.