Zarie Presents

@trashyanxiouswriter

I Know Who You Are (Bucky x Reader)

Part One   Part Two 

What’s Happening (Loki x Reader) 

Part one      Part Two      Part Three   

The One Where He Finds The Fanfic (Wade x Reader) 

All Talk (Loki X Reader)

The Reader (Wade x Reader)

I have moved to my own blog. I will have copies of what I have done here over there (not the avengers tower series cuz that is a team effort that will still be updated here) so my new blog is @trashyanxiouswriter

Hey everyone! Raven and I have been swamped with work this summer and had to go on a bit of a hiatus. To those who sent in requests that we said we would do, we haven't forgotten. I personally have several drafts but less time to edit them to a quality I would be proud of. We haven't abandoned any of our projects and hope to be posting again soon. Thank you to our followers and fans.

So, we are not tagging people in any of the Seven Minutes in the Avengers Tower fics because there is going o be so many of such a wide range we don't want to tag any of you in something you don't want to see or read.

Zarie: We are ambitious lil-

A/N: College Reader x Tony Stark. Some Tony fluff, requested by a wonderful Anon. - Zarie

An anxious Tony consults your best friend Peter Parker.

"Ughh..." You let out a soft sigh. Once again the screen in front of you flashed the error message. "I hate you, you know that?"

"(y/n)" Peter chuckled looking over at you. "Your code isn't going to work if you keep yelling at it."

"I'm sorry! I wrote this thing three times, it's due tomorrow and it won't compile!" You leaned back in your chair with a huff. Your best friend just offered you a sympathetic smile.

"You know maybe Mr.Stark would-"

"No way!" You cut Peter off. "I love Tony but he would never let me hear the end of it. How did you get yours to work?"

"Well I um..." Peter's forehead hit his desk. "I didn't."

"Ughh...We're gonna have to stay late again aren't we..." You did a lazy spin in your chair.

The walls of the lab were full of Stark Industry posters. Fitting when the building was paid for by Tony himself. Your eyes settled on a poster of Tony, leaning on his iron suit.

"Miss him huh?" Peter pushed his chair over so it was next to yours.

"Between classes and Stark Industries we have both been busy..." You frown a little. Your last night with Tony had been two weeks ago.

"He'll be back soon enough..." Peter glanced at his phone as it made a soft beep. "Well if we are gonna be here late, I'll bring us back something to eat." Peter stood up and stretched. "Chips? Soda?"

"Whatever the highest caffeinated thing you can buy is..." You closed your eyes, making another lazy spin in the chair.

"I'll be right back (y/n)!" Peter called back. As soon as the door was shut to the lab, he sped down the stairs and down the hall.

Finally he made it to the parking lot. The sight of a familiar sports car was waiting for him.

"Hey Pete." Tony smiled a little stepping out of the car. He was still dressed for work, in his grey suit and rosey sunglasses. "(y/n) still inside?"

"Of course they are! You told me to come alone. Why are you back so soon?" Peter was shifting his weight from foot to foot. "We missed you! But forget about me, you should have called (y/n) first Mr.Stark."

"Trust me Pete I really would have it's just...there is something I need to talk to you about first." Tony leaned back against the door of his car, his arms crossed in front of him as he looked at the ground.

"Me? Why me?"

"You're (y/n)'s best friend right?"

"Well yeah, we grew up together. What is this about Mr.Stark?"

"It's just..." Tony shook his head a little. "They should be with someone like you instead..."

"Tony." Peter took a step forward, his concern growing. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well I'm just...a bit older." Tony kicked a rock near his car. "Ok, a lot older than you both. I can't help but wonder if (y/n) would be happier with someone their own...age..."

"Are...are you kidding?" Peter shooks his head. "What has gotten into you? (y/n) is crazy about you! I left them sulking about you in the lab. Besides your... well your Tony Stark!" Peter took Tony's wrist and started to drag him to the Stark Building, careful not to hurt the man's wrist. Tony smiled a little glancing up at the window.

You were sound asleep when Tony entered the lab. Your broken code still flashed across the screen.

"We have been having some coding issues..."Peter whispered, careful not to wake you.

"Yeah?" Tony looked over the monitor. After typing in a few things, he watched the program run smoothly. "You two turn that in. I'll explain it later." Carefully Tony scooped you up from your chair holding you to his chest. "You want a ride Pete?"

"I'll call Aunt May." Peter smiled watching Tony leave with you as he cleaned up both your desks.

Tony couldn't help but smile at your sleeping form. Two weeks was much to long. Maybe you and Peter could take online classes next quarter; join him on some of his trips.

"Hm?" The gentle rhythm of Tony's footsteps slowly brought you back to wakefulness. "Tony?"

"Morning love~" Tony gently placed a soft kiss on your nose. "You know, sleeping in a lab isn't healthy."

"Ha..." You rolled your eyes. "What are you doing here?"

I'm glad you liked it!! I'm still working on a couple other requests but I'll work on this one as soon as I can!

I love this idea!! It'll be done soon!

Sounds great! Working on it on now!

We definitely would

We do not have one. We are just winging it and basically will write most anything.

I want to write but I need a direction. Send them for...

Marvel-

Tony Stark (Ironman)

Adult Peter Parker (Spiderman)

Scott Summers (Cyclops)

Pietro Maximoff (QuickSilver)

Peter Quill (Star-Lord)

Eddie Brock (Venom)

Bruce Banner (Hulk)

Thor (Uhhh Thor)

Star Trek-

Harry Potter-

Draco Malfoy

The Golden Trio

You can think Irene Adler for inspiring that shitty title.

So I wanted to try something totally different. I’m working on an interactive adventure set in the London of BBC’s Sherlock. 

The beginning is loosely set on Episode 3 and your choices will eventually turn it into Sherlock x Reader, John x Reader, or Moriarty x Reader. 

All language will be Gender Neutral. If that changes, I’ll include choices consisting of “Neutral” “Male” or “Female” for that section. 

The number of endings is yet to be decided. However, no early death or dead end endings here! Each choice you make will continue the story. 

Choices and Routes will be updated on a regular basis.  If the choices don’t have links attached to them, they will as soon as I update the next layer of the story(ies). As the story progresses each path deviates from each other even more. 

If you are interested, start here!

If you encounter any bugs so to speak please message me so I can correct them ASAP!

A/N: I’m sorry this anon request is so late. I was having to deal with some IRL chaos. Yet I was able to spent all day writing! I tried to my best! 

Due to Tumblr regulations, all I can post is this link to our archive which contains the full story.  To avoid flags on our blog this is how we have to post all our spicy stories. Sorry for the inconvenience. 

-Zarie

Bruce x Trans!MaleReader

Authors Note: As requested by @gamma-heart , As a transman myself, it was amazing to work on this! -Zarie

Word Count: 1,372

Warnings: None, it's fluff.

"Way to go big guy." You smiled approaching Hulk, giving his arm a friendly tap with your knuckles. The battle had ended and the rest of the team was picking themselves up.

"Hulk strongest Avenger!" Hulk playfully patted your back, a grin on his face. Still the force was enough to knock your breath out.

"Hey, I'm fragile remember?" You laughed a little, trying to catch your breath. "You certainly did a number on them."

"Hulk smash!" Hulk shouted proudly.

"Hulk did smash." Tony's voice came over the coms. "But we can't exactly fit him in our ride back."

"No! No Banner!" Hulk crossed his arms.

"He isn't that bad..." You stood on your tiptoes, doing your best to rub his shoulder comfortingly.

"But Hulk may not come back!!"

"That isn't true. Even Banner knows we need you to save the world." You gave him a soft smile. "So don't worry, you'll be back in no time."

Hulk gave you a look of minor defeat but nodded.

Hulk had never wanted to give Banner the body back. It was understandable after all the things Banner did to get rid of him.

However, since you joined the Avengers things became a little different. Tony often joked you were their counselor or "The Hulk Whisperer" because of how you always seemed to know what to say to the green giant.

Still, even though you could usually get Hulk to agree to change under the promise he wouldn't be gone forever, the transformation back was never pretty.

"Hey relax...It's gonna be alright..." You whispered softly, carefully wrapping your arms around him to keep him up right.

Bruce's hands instinctively gripped your arms to steady himself as he reappeared. The green quickly ebbed away from his skin. His breathing was still rapid.

"Shh shh...It's ok. Bruce it's ok I'm here." You continued to whisper as you gently rubbed his back. His grip loosened as he breathing returned to normal.

"(y/n)..." Bruce smiled a little, shaking his head."I will never understand how you do that...Wait...When did get here? Are you alright?!" His eyes filled with concern.

"Whoa whoa, hey...I'm fine relax..."You whispered softly. "The fights over. I'm ok." You felt his muscles relax under your fingertips.

"Right..." Bruce finally pulled away, letting out a deep breath.

"Let's get you home ok?" You removed your jacket, wrapping it gently around his shoulders.

Bruce could only smile as he followed you back to the helicarrier making sure to keep the jacket wrapped tightly around him.

Back at the tower, you slipped off to head to your room. After missions of that magnitude, nothing felt better than clean clothes and a nice shower. Afterwords you'd normally join Bruce and help him with whatever he was working on in the lab. Sadly today, you weren't sure if you were gonna make it. The mission took its toll on you, and all you wanted was to lay down.

Bruce had a different idea on how to spend the evening when he walked into the kitchen to boil some water for his tea.

"So, Banner." Tony had strolled up beside him. "You and (y/n) are getting pretty close huh?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that Tony..."Bruce poured the water into his mug, before placing his favorite tea inside.

"Why? He not your type?" Tony leaned back against the counter. "Cuz he digs you."

"No, no he is it's just..." Bruce looked up. "He does?"

"You didn't know?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "Banner, even Cap noticed."

"Look I haven't dated anyone since...the incident." Bruce took a sip of his tea. "I'm not even sure if it's a good idea...or if I even know how."

"Well first off, the other guy digs (y/n) as much as you do."

"He does?"

"How do you think he can always get you back?" Tony smiled wrapping his arm around his friends shoulders. "So what's the plan?"

"The plan?" Bruce took another sip. "What plan?"

"To win him over? Weren't you listening? He likes you Banner." Tony shook his head. "Listen, just go up to his room and tell him you feel the same."

"And if I don't?"

"I'll do it." Tony winked. "Tomorrow morning over breakfast with everyone." He pulled away and headed out of the kitchen. "Your choice!"

Bruce stared into his tea mug nervously. Next thing he knew he was in front of your door.

You had just stepped out of the shower, towel wrapped around you when you heard the soft knock on the door. You cursed softly. Not now.

"Just a minute!" You called out. Quickly you dropped the towel and changed into your pajamas. Careful to keep one arm over your chest you opened the door. "Bruce?"

"Hey (y/n)? Can I come in?" Bruce was clutching his mug tightly to hide how nervous he was.

"Yeah of course!" You pulled the door open before your second arm joined the other over your chest. "What's up?"

"Oh um...I just wanted to talk about...if you would..." Bruce's eyes darted around the room as he looked for the words he wanted. They ended up settling on the towel. He froze seeing the red stain and immediately set down his mug. "(y/n) I thought you said you weren't hurt, we have to get you patched up."

"I'm not hurt!"

"Your pale and obviously in pain, and I know blood when I see it. Come on..." Bruce gently grabbed your wrist and froze when he felt it.

"Look I'm sorry I didn't tell you..."You pulled back, arms crossing tighter over your chest. "I didn't tell anyone...except the doctors here... I just couldn't deal with Tony's jokes or Steve's questions..."

"You shouldn't be up right now (y/n)." Bruce's eyes never left yours. The worry never left them. "I'll be right back, you just lay down ok?"

You nodded, slowly taking a seat on the edge of your bed and laying back. Bruce nodded and quickly left.

Before you could even guess what he was up too, he was back with a bag in one hand, and a second mug in the other.

"Here...I brought a heating pad, and some pain killers. " Bruce sat on the edge of your bed, beside your body. He removed a soft heated pad from the bag, gently placing it over your waist before holding the mug out to you. "The tea is my special blend...it's suppose to promote relaxation."

"Bruce..." You stared into the steaming mug unable to think of the right words. "Thank you..."

"Are you comfortable?" Bruce gently placed the painkillers in your free hand and watched as you took then. "Those should help with the pain." He smiled before he got up, carefully placing the discarded towel and clothes into the hamper.

"You...didn't have to go to all this trouble Bruce..."

"It wasn't trouble. I said I wanted to talk to you..." He took his seat on the edge of the bed again, careful not to jostle you.

"Oh that's right. You were asking if I would?..."

"If you would...be my boyfriend..." Bruce blushed, letting out a defeated sigh. "That wasn't the way I wanted to ask but Tony threatened to take it into his own hands and I didn't think you would want him sticking his nose into your business..."

"Did...you say boyfriend?"

"Well of course. What else would I have said?" Bruce snapped out of it and looked at you, brows furrowed in mild confusion.

"Well it's just...I'm...you know..." You looked back down into the tea. "Trans..."

"And I turn into a giant green rage monster as Stark put it." Bruce took a sip of his own tea. "Your point?"

"Well it's just...I mean..." You shook your head, laughing softly. "I guess I don't have one."

"Then, (y/n)," Bruce took your free hand in his. "Would you like to...?"

I got this!