#parker!reader

"Hey! What'd I ever do to you?" He whines in fake offense. "Well, to start with, you still haven't given me the charger. Now let me think of all the other things..." He rolls his eyes at me and says, "Ok, ok, I get it. Here." Without looking up from my project, I catch the item that Peter has tossed to me. Just as I'm about to plug it into my work, the doorbell rings. "Pizzas here!" Aunt May calls. We can hear her getting up to open the door. Peter and I both push our work away carefully and grin at each other. "Race ya!" I exclaim suddenly and bolt out of the room. I hear Peter over my shoulder yell, "No fair! You got a head start, Y/N!" I am just about to run into the living room when I hear Aunt May say, "Wai- you're not the pizza delivery guy! You're-" "Tony Stark, at your service. And might I add, what a lovely doorway you have." I freeze. Tony Stark is at our house? This can't be true. I feel Peter skid up behind me. I signal for him to be quiet, and in return I get a confused look. He signals for me to read his mind.

What's up? Why do we have to be quiet?

I push my thoughts into his head.

Because apparently Tony Stark, our idol, our role model, is standing in our doorway.

He shakes his head like he doesn't believe me and goes to make his way into the living room. I run after him, trying to catch him before he gets there. We both fall into the room and freeze. There, sitting on our couch, is none other than Iron Man himself. Tony Stark.

Wanda's POV "Mr. Stark is requesting your presence in the briefing room, Ms. Maximoff." I hear F.R.I.D.A.Y. announce. "Alright, thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y. Tell him I'll be there in a sec." I bookmark my book and get up to go to the meeting room. On the way to the elevator, I bump into my closest friend in the compound, Natasha Romanoff. "Do you know what this meeting is about?" I ask her. "I think Starks' discussing some new recruits that we are getting." I nod my head in understanding. When Nat and I arrive in the meeting room, we see that everyone else is already there. "Finally! Now we can get started." Stark exclaims. I roll my eyes at him before Steve gives me a warning look and then gives Stark a 'go on' gesture. "Alright! We are here to discuss two potential recruits. I'm excited about these two! They are twins named Peter and Y/N Parker." As he says their names, he pulls up a picture of them and puts them side by side. I can't help but stare at the picture of the girl twin. She has a playful glint in her eye, but it also looks like there is something deeper down there too. Her eyes are mesmerizing...

snap out of it, Wanda! What was that?

I shake my head to clear it and tune back into what Stark is saying. "Parents, deceased. Living with their Aunt, May Parker in Queens." He looks around. "Any questions?" I slowly raise my hand. "Yes, Witchy?" I glare at him but then ask, "when would we meet them?" He shrugs and says, "I'm going to go pay them a visit right now. If they accept, it could be as soon as today." I nod and get up to walk out of the room. "Wanda! Wait up!" I turn around and see Nat running to catch up with me. "What's up?" I ask her. She smirks at me and says, "I saw you staring at the picture of Y/N. You started blushing and kinda zoned out. You totally think she's hot!"

Yeah, well who wouldn't. Wait wha-

Where did that thought come from?! And why did I get butterflies in my stomach when Nat said Y/N's name?! I quickly excuse myself from the conversation and run up to my room, knowing Nat is still standing there smirking about it.

“I can think of a few ways to compensate you.” He grabbed under her arms and lifted her onto the bench, slipping off the chair so he was now standing between her own soft thighs. He kissed her as the first notes of Thunderstruck by AC/DC began to play softly through the lab. “Oh baby, it’s our song.”

I was caught

In the middle of a railroad track (thunder)

I looked 'round

And I knew there was no turning back (thunder)

My mind raced

And I thought, what could I do? (Thunder)

And I knew

There was no help, no help from you (thunder)

“You’re an ass.” “Yeah but I’m your ass.” She smiled fondly at him, leaning in to kiss him again.

Tony’s nimble fingers pulled apart her shirt and bra as he kissed down her neck. “Tony.” She moaned as he rolled her nipple with his thumb. “Can’t be patient today. Need you bad.” His voice was deep, edged with something dangerous. “Take me.” He growled against her skin, ripping her panties down her legs as she pulled her skirt up over her waist. He grabbed a condom that he always kept in his desk and rolled it down his length.

Sound of the drums

Beating in my heart

The thunder of guns

Tore me apart

You've been

Thunderstruck

He sunk into her, both of them groaning at the feeling. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Always so tight for me not matter how may times I fuck you.” She held him as close as possible, his hips pounding into her in time with the music. Y/N’s breath came out in pants, her fingers digging into his back, legs wrapped around his slim waist.

Rode down the highway

Broke the limit, we hit the town

Went through to Texas, yeah, Texas, and we had some fun

We met some girls

Some dancers who gave a good time

His hands dug into her hips, definitely leaving those bruises she loved so much. He ground into her, his pubic bone perfectly rubbing her clit. “Tony! Feels so good!” Her voice was slurred. “Aww is my poor baby getting cock drunk. You sound so dumb baby. But that’s all you are huh? Just by dumb little cock sleeve.” “Yes!” She cried out. The fluttering of her pussy signaling how close she was. “Don’t you dare fucking cum.”

Broke all the rules

Played all the fools

Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

And I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again, please?

Yeah, them ladies were too kind

You've been

Thunderstruck

Tony pulled out of her, pulling Y/N down so she was bent over his desk. He smacked her ass and buried himself balls deep in her tight heat. “‘M gonna cum!” He pounded her viciously, almost like he hated her. “Not. Yet.” “Please!” She begged. She could feel him in her stomach, perfectly hitting her g-spot with every thrust. “Cum.” He snarled, she screamed, the world going white with the force of her orgasm.

I was shaking at the knees

Could I come again, please? Oh

Thunderstruck

She slumped forward, body going pliant as Tony kept pounding. As the song faded out, he heard the distinct yell of a startled boy. Peter stood in the doorway as his mentor plowed into his older sister. “Get out Peter. We’ll talk about this when we’re done.” He continued to push into her as Peter yelped and sprinted from the room.

Tony folded over her, wedging a hand between her and the table, furiously rubbing her clit. “C’mon. Cum baby.” Y/N shook her head. “No no no. ’S too much.” “Come one baby girl. Need you to cum again, then I’ll give you my cum.” “Please wan’ your cum so bad.” He groaned as she tightened up again, her climax less powerful than before.

He pulled out of her, letting Y/N slump to the floor on her knees. Her bright e/c eyes dripping with tears, her pupils blown. Her mouth dropped open obediently as Tony pulled off the condom and jerked off into her mouth, her soft lips closing around the head and sucking lightly. “Oh fuck!” His hips jerked forward as he filled her mouth with his warm seed.

Y/N opened her mouth after he pulled away, showing him his cum before shutting her mouth and swallowing it. “God I love you.” He pulled her up and kissed Y/N fiercely, making her giggle. “I love you too, boss.” “But we should probably talk to your brother, he walked in on us.” “What?!”

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Peter couldn’t make eye contact with either of the pair, his face was as red as a tomato. “Bug, you can ask questions. I know this might be a lot.” Y/N reached across the table and took her little brother’s hand.

“Why Mr Stark?” She opened her mouth to answer, but Peter kept going, “He’s so fucking old. And I know for a fact that Sam has a crush on you.” Tony looked like he had just been punched in the nuts.

“Right. Peter, no suit for a month.” He stood up and began to stride out of the room. “Where are you going, love?” “I’m about to go murder a bird!” He called back, making the siblings laugh loudly.

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when you have a question regarding school you always go to him. he teases you about it saying he’s the “better sibling” but knows when he passes the line between teasing and hurting you. you’re thankful for that. if only most people at school would think the same way. most of your friends are shared, like ned and mj. sometimes you’ll catch betty sitting at your lunch table too, but that’s only when she’s got to ask you about something about the school’s news report. and even they notice when your feelings get hurt after someone teases you about your brother.

aunt may is not really an aunt, but more like your mother. of course you call her your aunt, just like peter. but when peter’s parents adopted you, you barely spent two years with them until aunt may took you and peter in. and it did happen once or twice that you called her mom instead of aunt, but she never made fun of you for it or saw it as something bad. she’s an understanding woman and always supports you in your decisions, knows how to cheer you up and when to leave you alone when you need space. she’s the safe space for you at home and makes sure you know you can talk to her about anything.

flash? yeah, we don’t really like talking about him. he’s not the smartest, or the nicest either. flash is the type of guy to rip you to shreds with his words and then ask you who made you cry after seeing your eyes fill with tears. he’s not the brightest up there and likes to use a lot of situations to his advantage. which is exactly why you don’t like when he’s at your table. even if it’s to annoy peter or tease mj for her lack of social life, the conversation always ends up being about you not reaching peter’s level.

and even when you achieve something nobody else did, peter is still the name you hear when someone is trying to tell you how good you did. the amount of times you heard people say “did peter help you with that?” is a lot. it’s sad to say that you got used to it, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt as much anymore.

“y/n, did you do french? i forgot to do it,” mj whispers as you take out your stuff for your next class; english. french would come after english. you nod and take out your folder. her eyes light up and she reaches for it, your fingertips touching hers for a split second and sending shivers to you.

“here, you can give it back to me later.” she nods and thanks you quietly, turning back to the teacher in front of the class greeting everybody.

after english, you walk to your locker and put your english book inside. you only need your folder today. someone taps your shoulder, making you jump slightly. you turn around and get greeted by mj.

“you wanna walk together to french? i need to give you back your folder anyway,” she says.

“you already copied the homework?” you frown. she was fast.

“yep. copied it during english. mrs. kim’s class is so boring honestly,” she rolls her eyes. you giggle and close your locker, turning around and starting to walk to your next class together. it was a blessing getting to be in many classes with your best friend. you never feel alone or left out, since you two have each other most of the times.

“uhm, did you hear about that one ca-”

“y/n! how are you?” your eyes widen at the familiar voice, your head snapping right when an arm wraps around your shoulder and pulls you closer to flash. not him again. he eyes mj next to you and nods towards her.

“did you see? she got a 70 on the math test! isn’t that awesome? peter did some good help this time,” he snickers.

“it was all my doing. just because peter’s my bro-”

“leave her alone, flash. aren’t you getting bored of the same old jokes you do?” the girl on your other side wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you closer to her side, stepping away from flash as you follow with a step to the side. he frowns and raises his brows.

“what? does your girlfriend need help defending herself now?” he smirks. you feel your cheeks hear up, pulling your lips into a thin line.

“we’re no-”

“of course she won’t have a chance defending herself if you’re always teasing her! you’re worse than a child,” she scoffs. her pace picks up and you try to keep up with her when you leave flash behind you in the hallway.

“that wasn’t necessary, you know? he’s always like this,” you mumble, head tilted to the floor, “thank you, though;”

mj smiles at you, shaking her head. “that was nothing. you deserve someone to stand up for you.”

“i’ve seen the way you look when peter gets brought up when you do something. you know, i think you’re pretty cool.” you smile at her trying to cheer you up. it’s cute.

“and you’re not only pretty cool, you know? you’re smart too. of course you’re also really pretty. i like the way your eyebrows raise when you get really happy. but i don’t like how you get that frown on your forehead everytime flash makes fun of you or you think you’re not good enough,” she explains.

there’s this familiar feeling in the pits of your stomach. butterflies, again. the same feeling you felt earlier when your fingers touched hers. it’s like you can’t breathe and makes you forget every word you learned growing up as the only thing you can let out is a breathy laugh to tell her that you’re thankful for what she just said.

just like peter, you’re not good at expressing your feelings. that’s one thing you two got in common. trying to show your love for someone? never happened. you’re still young, so thinking about having a partner was never a big thing in your life. of course, there are moments when you wish you had someone to hold in a romantic way, or to be held. when you’re feeling down after getting a grade you didn’t expect, for example. but it was never so bad to the point you thought about a certain person.

“that’s. uhm, thank you?” it sounds more like a question, which is why the brown haired girl next to you starts feeling insecure and you notice.

“if it was too much-”

“no! it wasn’t, don’t worry.” you shake your head quickly. she smiles softly at you, sighing.

you don’t know what to do next as you two walk side by side, your hands touching the other ones subtly. her hand is itching to be held by yours, and you’re also trying to hold hers. you do what you think is the best.

“now, what were you saying earlier?” her eyes widen at your words. she tilts her head away from you, hiding her smirk. you step in front of her, holding her face in both your palms.

“the new cafe? yes, i’d love to go with you!”

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“Are you visiting or something, Y/N? Because this guy here has never mentioned you before, and he talks about his aunt all the time,” Steve chuckled, pointing his thumb in Peter’s direction. “Peter! Come on, not even once?!” Y/N pouted. This time it was Peter’s turn to blush. “I just didn’t want anything to happen to you, with me being Spider-Man and everything…”

“I understand. What’s the special occasion?” she grinned. “Oh! They’re here to help me with a school project. I have to interview a war veteran and I thought who better than James Barnes and Steve Rogers, the ones who have fought in World War 2-” Y/N looked up from where she had begun typing again.

“I actually don’t give a shit, Pete, take the hint.”

Peter rolled his eyes at his sister as both Steve and Bucky tried to hold their laughter in. “You big meanie,” Peter muttered as he led the two men to his room. Y/N laughed after him, “Just doing what sisters do, Petey-baby.”

“Y/N!”

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“Peter! Time for snacks!” Y/N watched as Peter, Steve and Bucky walked out of Peter’s room, sitting at the dining table where May had placed a plate of cut-up fruits. “Oh! Well if it isn’t Captain America and Sergeant Barnes! I didn’t know you guys were here,” May smiled when she saw them. “Mrs Parker, hello! We came over to help Peter with a project,” Steve smiled back.

“That is very kind of you two, look Y/N. And you’re supposed to be his sister,” May jokingly chided Y/N and she groaned. “Ma, he had to interview war veterans, the only war I’ve ever fought is the one with sleep to finish my stupid fucking thesis,” she grumbled and Bucky turned to her, intrigued.

“Thesis? Are you getting a PhD in something?” Y/N turned to him. “Yeah, a PhD in biotech. Can I look at your arm?” she questioned excitedly and Bucky felt a fluttery feeling in his abdomen. “Uh, sure,” he mumbled, holding his arm up for her to look at. “Ooh, it uses Vibranium, right? From Wakanda? Do you know the ruler of Wakanda?”

Bucky smiled softly at the series of questions. “Yes, yes and yes. He and I are good friends, his little sister made the arm for me,” he answered patiently and the smile that lifted Y/N’s face was worth it. She was super gorgeous (well, considering her mother…). “Whoa, that’s so cool! Your shield is also made of Vibranium, isn’t it, Cap?” Steve laughed. “It is.”

"Wow…" Y/N let go of Bucky's arm and sat back down, picking up a slice of apple. "So what are your plans after graduation, Y/N?" Steve questioned. "I don't know, I'd have to get an internship somewhere most probably," she sighed. "Hey Steve, Banner has a PhD in biotech, doesn't he?" Bucky blurted out and Steve turned to him.

"He has 7 PhDs, one of them could be biotech," Steve agreed. "We can talk to him, you know, get you an internship with Banner. That would be a fantastic look on your résumé, don't you—" Bucky froze as Y/N leapt up and enveloped him in her arms. "You are so amazing," she whispered into his shoulder as he awkwardly patted her back, smiling.

May and Peter only smiled at each other.

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"Welcome to the Compound, Ms Parker!" Tony Stark greeted Y/N enthusiastically, "How was the graduation? Congratulations on your thesis, by the way, it was a very fun read, well done!" Y/N's cheeks heated up as a big smile took over her face. Being Peter's sister certainly had its perks. "It means a lot, Mr Stark, coming from you, thank you," she whispered.

"Come on, I'll take you to Bruce's lab." As the two walked towards the lab, they happened to bump into Bucky and Steve who were on the way to the gym. "Oh— Y/N, wasn't expecting to see you here so early, how are you? Congratulations! I haven't read your thesis yet, but I'll be sure to do it in the next week," Steve smiled widely upon seeing her.

Bucky, meanwhile… malfunctioned. He nearly tripped over his own feet but steadied himself, starting to sweat as he cleared his throat and offered her a small, awkward smile. "Thank you so much, Cap! Hi Bucky!" This time, he did trip over his feet and Y/N covered her mouth with her hands as Bucky quickly caught himself, earning suspicious glances from Steve and Tony.

"U-Uh, yeah, congrats," he mumbled. The two parties after that went on their way and Steve turned to Bucky. "What the hell, you never fumble like that, what happened?" Bucky went red and rubbed the back of his neck, trying to get a sentence out but instead, he just stammered incoherently. Steve smirked. "You like her! Oh my— Bucky, that is so sweet," he laughed.

Bucky sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, I like Parker's sister. Have you seen her, though? And she's intelligent. She's perfect," he muttered and Steve swung his arm over Bucky's shoulder. "And you're stupid, that makes a perfect couple!" He chortled loudly when Bucky shoved his hand off, storming towards the gym. "Come on Buck, I was kidding! Sorry!"

Turns out, Bruce Banner did have a PhD in biotechnology. And he was happy to take Y/N under his wing since Tony was also mentoring Peter. Her first day of the internship was today. 2 months had passed since Steve and Bucky went to Peter's house and by now, all the Avengers knew her well. She'd become friends with everyone.

Well, she did hope she could break her friendship with one of them… Bucky. She wanted to be more than friends with him. Ever since she'd seen him, she had fallen for his charm. He was handsome, witty, funny, and strong… Hopefully, the internship would allow her to form a better friendship with the Avengers like Peter had.

In the gym, as Bucky trained, he too thought of Y/N. What could he do, how could he confess? He had no plan, and some part of him knew with certainty that Y/N wouldn't say yes so easily.

"A good romance starts with a good friendship," he heard and snapped out of his thoughts, turning to Steve. "What did you just say?" Steve smiled softly at his friend. "Befriend her first, that will increase the chances of her saying yes to you when you finally ask her out," he shrugged and Bucky blinked.

"I guess you're right."

"What are you guys talking about?" Both men turned to see Peter walking in with a duffle bag. Bucky blushed again as Steve shook his head. "Nothing at all."

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"Hey, Parker."

Y/N blinked and turned away from the coffee machine when she heard Bucky. "What now?" she sighed and Bucky leaned against the counter, smirking. "What, can't I just check up on a good friend?" he asked and Y/N glanced at him. "Good friend? Since when Metallica?" Bucky rolled his eyes at her. "Stop hanging out with Stark so much."

"Kinda hard to do that, you know with Bruce and Peter and everything," she sassed. A few months had now passed since Bucky and Y/N met and frankly… sometimes, Y/N got tired of his shit. It was like his sole purpose in life was to annoy the hell out of her.

She understood that all he was doing was trying to be funny, but his words actually cut sometimes. So she tried to stay away from him as often as she could, even though she liked looking at him and hearing him talk. That never did stop him, though. “Yeah, yeah. How’s the internship going?” She smiled at the mention of the internship.

“Fantastic. I’m learning a lot, and Bruce is a very good mentor,” Y/N told him. “That’s nice. You done using that machine?” Bucky nodded his head towards the coffee machine, even though she was clearly still using it. “Honestly you’re like Peter sometimes, can’t you see I’m still using the machine?” she laughed. Bucky blushed slightly but he wasn’t gonna let Y/N one-up him.

“Are you saying I’m like your brother, Y/N? After all this flirting, oh my God,” he smirked and Y/N flushed, because hearing him say himself that he was flirting with her all along was much, much better than her imagining things. But like Bucky, she was stubborn. “Flirting, really, Barnes? I didn’t even notice, since you act like an annoying older brother all the time. Is that what flirting is like these days? Odd.”

“Oh come on, Parker, I’m not like a brother to you, anything but!” Bucky whined as Y/N picked up her cup of coffee, moving away from the machine. Bucky and Y/N switched places. “Anything but, huh? Oh, okay, grandpa.” Bucky couldn’t take it anymore. Forgetting his coffee, he instead turned to her with a growl, cornering her into the kitchen counter.

“Don’t play with me, Parker, you know damn well what’s been going on between us,” he hissed and she audibly gulped, looking up into his electric eyes. He was right; she knew damn well he’d been flirting with her since day 1, but it was just that her low self-esteem refused to believe it. “What do you want?” she whispered.

He leaned close to her, their faces inches apart. “You. I want you. I have wanted you since the day we met. A date with me, say yes,” he begged in a whisper and Y/N moved her coffee mug to one hand, cupping his face with the other hand. “Yes, Bucky, I’d love nothing more.” Bucky wasted no time in pressing his lips to hers, his hands hungrily roaming her body until they rested on her waist, pulling her body impossibly close to his.

Y/N, lost in the wonderful kiss, managed to keep her coffee mug at a safe distance just as Bucky lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. She could feel him getting hard under her and so she deepened the kiss, making Bucky groan. “Sweetheart, do you really want to, right now?” he asked with a strained voice.

“I’d love nothing more,” she repeated in a raspy voice and Bucky was about to take her to his room when they suddenly heard a scream coming from near the door of the communal area. Both of them turned to see Peter standing there covering his eyes, while Steve, Tony and Bruce simply smirked at them.

“Lookie lookie, what do we have here?”

“Shut the fuck up, Stark.”

“Y/N! What are you doing?!”

“I’m not a child anymore, Peter! And I like Bucky very much!”

“Aw, doll, that’s so sweet…”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Barnes.”

“But you just-”

“Is anyone gonna drink this coffee?”

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