#emmawritesagain

Bruce is always stressed but sometimes its just so bad that he changes in to the Hulk

None of the avengers can actually calm him down

untill you came

When Bruce hulks out you are there to calm him down

You never force hulk to change back to Bruce

Most of the time you just make some bad jokes and try to play board games

Hulk sometimes throws all the pawns down making him feel guilty

You think it’s adorable when he pouts

After a while he changes back to Bruce

Bruce is a total blushing mess when he sees the pictures taken by FRIDAY

When someone hurts you in anyway Hulk will be there to comfort you

“don’t cry y/n”

He will pick you up like a baby

“Hulk is going to make you happy”

He makes it his mission to make you smile

that mostly happens after a minute or two

On the battlefield the Hulk is extra protective

You better know that you’ll be paired with him or else he will walk to you ruining the mission

Hulk loves ice cream

So you always have some in your fridge

There is an extra big couch just so hulk can join in on movie nights

He’s just a smol bean when it comes to you

Requested: Tony x reader soulmates au, Maybe the Au were they feel each other’s pain and emotions?

Pairings: Tony Stark x reader

warnings: fluff

It was a day like any other for Y/n. She worked, grabbed some coffee with her friends and their soulmates and went to sleep again. These kinda days were hard for her. While her friends were falling in love with the love of their lives. Y/n just got stuck in a rut. It was always the same except for the days her s/o got hurt. Which happend frequent, too frequent if you ask her. It would be emotional or physical. Sometimes both but there always would be one present.

“Y/n you look distant” Y/n’s best friends says. “Yeah I’ve just felt really lonely I guess. Y’know. Without my soulmate” She answers honestly. “Y/n stop worrying so much you will meet him.” Y/f/n says. “But what if I don’t Y/f/n. I know we are a perfect match but they never said that we will actually meet. That’s a part of destiny and maybe my destiny is never meetig him. I’m not that young anymore.” The woman says in despair

Little did she know that her soulmate was only a few seats away from her.

“Rhodey, I can feel her pain. But I- I can’t do anything about it. How will I ever find this woman. She can be anywhere” Tony sighed in the phone. “Tony relax you will get your soulmate it’s ment to be.” Rhodey says in attempt to relax his best friend. “I guess” Tony sighs, looking around the café when his eyes set on something so beautiful or more like someone. When his eyes settle on the woman infront of her, he spills his coffee right on his shirt. As the warm liquid touches his chest, the woman nose scruches up in pain.

He overhears a little they say. “God, I think he just spilled something on him” the woman chuckles. Ton’s eyes widen in shock he pinches his lower arm to make sure it’s her. “Ow, he just pinched himself, why would he do that?” the woman asks her friend.

“Because he wasn’t sure if it really was you” Tony says grabbing a chair to join the two women. His soulmates friend spits out her drink. “Holy- you’re Tony Stark” she barely manages to say. “I sure am, but thats not why I am here” He says casual. “Than why are you here? Because I was in a conversation” his soulmate asks. “Because you” he points at her “are my soulmate.” “I am your what now?” the woman’s eyes widen.

“My soulmate. So what’s your name?” Tony continues, like saying they are soulmates is a small thing. “It’s Y/n y/n” She says. “I think you know who I am.” He smirks. “Yeah, I do” she says. Their eyes meet and a smile painted their lips. “Welp. Look at that timemto go” Y/f/n says. “Bye Y/n” she wiggles her eyebrows causing y/n to burst out in a fit of laughter. “So your my soulmate, huh” Y/n asks the man in front of her. “Yes, why? are you disappointed” he says cocky, but if you listen well you hear the desperation lacing in his words, carefully tucked behind his cocky voice.

“Not even a little bit” she gives a smile which he gladly returns. “Sorry but this is weird, it just that you were my first cursh so us being soulmates is...” y/n admits. “I am your first crush?” Tony asks. “God this is so embarrassing, but yeah, I always liked that cool nerd vibe you gave” She says cheekily. “ I gave nerd vibes?” He is shocked. “Yeah, you kinda did” She answers. “God I never noticed” he chuckles. “I always thought I had this cool image, and now it turns out to be nerdy” he says with a hint of humour. “Well I did said COOL nerd vibes, didn’t I?” Y/n smirks. Tony lets out a laugh. “Touché”

“So where do you live?” Tony asked suddenly. “A small appartement in Queens, why?” she answers. “Well we can’t have my soulmate living in a small place, now can we?” He raises his eyebrow. “uhhh, we can’t?” Y/n asks confused. “We can’t, so do you want to move in?” He grabs her hand and rubs circles on her palm. “Ofcourse” Y/n hugs him tightly and for the first time in forever they both truly felt happy.

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Pairing: Peter x reader

Warnings: None its only fluff

The first time you cuddled was during a star wars marathon

His idea of course

You got cold and snuggled close to Peter

He would be a blushing mess

Draping his arm around you to pull you closer

Falling asleep almost imedeately

after that night it became something regular

Doing home work? Cuddling

Date night? Cuddling

He also became very clingy

“y/n can we cuddle?”

“Peter we’re in math class”

If you can’t cuddle he would have some sorr of physical contact

like holding hands

You stayed over every weekend at May’s

Peter asking you to stay at the compound

Saying yes obvious

Managing to sneak past the avengers

“I can’t believe they didn’t notice us”

“Hush or they will”

Falling asleep with your head on his chest your arm delicatly placed across his abdomen

Sam thought it would be fun to wake Peter in the morning

“PETER WAKE U, who’s that”

“Uhmm my girlfriend”

pairing: tony strak x reader

warnings: language

Summary: Tony Stark x reader wedding. A whole lot of fluff

You stand infront of a body length mirror, twurling around in your white dress. It is strapless dress accentuating all your best features. “Y/n get ready your man is waiting” Natasha impatiently tapped her foot. “I waited 2 whole fucking years for him, he can wait 2 minutes for me” you say giving one last glance in the mirror before joining your father. “Honey you look beautiful” y/d/n says. “Thanks dad, are you ready?” You ask him. “I don’t think I will ever be” he chuckles.

The bridal march started and soon the doors opens to reveal your soon to be husband staring at you with glassy eyes and his mouth slightly agape. “Wow” he breaths out when you stand next to him. “I can say the same thing” you say as you look at him in his suit. “God you look so amazing in that dress” he eyes you up and down. “Stop it I’m practically married” you say with a cheesy smile on your face. “I know” he returns the smile.

“please read the vowes” the preacher says. “I have to admit when I first met you I thought you were kinda a dick” you chuckle. “always flirting, but the more time we spent the more I knew that first impressions don’t matter. Tony Stark you are a fantastic man, who desererves the entire fucking world and I know that I can’t give you that but that doesn’t mean that I wont try to make you the happiest man alive for the rest of my life.” Tears are covering your face as you say that and a few roll down Tony’s cheek. 

“Y/n my first impression was the complete opposite.” he started. “After our first conversation I knew that you were the woman I was going to marry. The one person who would stick by me and deal with my stubborness.” Your glassy eyes met his. You bite your lips from restraining yourself to kiss him. “And normally I am not the cheesy type but, you are my entire world.” He says looking at you with the most loving look possible.

“Y/f/n do you take Anthony Edward Stark as your lawfully wedded husband?” the preacher asks. “Yes I do” 

“Anthony Edward Stark do you take y/f/n as your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do”

Requested: no

Pairings: natasha x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, ptsd?

Natasha jerked up in her bed. Her breath was ragged and chest heaving. Memories of the redroom flashing before her eyes. She soon knew that she wasn’t going to sleep again, so she pulled on some sweats and a hoody. Natasha grabbed a gun to be sure and went on her run. A midnight run in New York was all she needed.

The wind was flowing through her hair, in these times Natasha felt truly free. No obligations no saving the world. Just her and some soft music. When she nearly has been running for over an hour she came to a stop. The assasin decided to grab some coffee, in a small café across the street.

when Natasha walked in her eyes immediatly fell on  you. Your hair was a scattering mess, your make-up was non-existend which made your whole face red. Still she thought you were the most beautiful woman to ever stand before her. 

And when your eyes looked up from the table you were cleaning, Nataha’s breath hitched. Yor e/c shining bright in the light. Everything around you seem to stop when you saw her. With your mouth slightly agape you stared at her with wide eyes. 

“Hey” Natasha said casually. “Wha- o yeah. Hi how can I help you” you hurried over to the bar. “I would like a back coffee to go please” she said eyeing your body. “Sure coming right up” You stutterd. Your legs grew weak onder her sight.

“So what are you doing here so late, if you don’t mind me asking” you say trying to break the ice. “I couldn’t sleep” Natasha admits. “Mmh, that sucks” you scratch the back of your head, “But watcha gonna do about it” a small smile covered Natahsa’s lip, one that you had no promblem with returning. “Here you go one black coffee” you handed Natasha her coffee. “Thanks, maybe I will see you later” Natasha said nervous an emotion which she doesn’t show often. “yeah maybe” you smile at her.

Once Natasha is outside she takes a sip of her coffee. When the liquid fills her mouth she spots something black on her cup. So she takes the writing in eyesight. On the cup is a telephone number with a ‘call me xx y/n’ written above.

Sipping the cofee she can’t help but smile at herself, the cute girl liked her.

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