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‘Avengers assemble!’ Nick Fury’s voice echoed through Stark Tower. ‘I repeat Avengers assemble!’ You were wobbling nervously on your feet. You had obviously heard of the Avengers after everything that happened in New York the last couple of years, but even though you were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you had never actually met them. You had only been an agent in training during the attack of New York and when S.H.I.E.L.D. got attacked by Hydra you were knocked unconscious by one of the members of the S.T.R.I.K.E. team. You were one of the few agents Fury still fully trusted. When he had come to you only several days

 NO POV- “GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT!”   (Y/n) and Gilbert turn back their heads as all the competitors dance to the finish line. Alfher and (Fa/n) march furiously towards them, their heads almost steaming with anger (mostly Alfher). They pulled Gilbert and poor (Y/n) out of the area and outside the main entrance. The two teens bump shoulders like their dads.  “WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON IN THERE?!” The Prussian’s father looks straight into Gilbert’s ruby eyes while (Fa/n) sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “ I agree with Alfher, (F/n) (M/n) (L/n) ,what were you doing? Especially when you haven&

Summer had finally arrived. It was nothing but heat as you walked around the tower in shorts and a tank top. "Ugh it's too hot!" You complained, plopping down onto one of the chairs in the living room. It wasn't long before the rest of the Avengers had joined you, all complaining about the heat just like the mature adults they were. Except Loki. He just walked around the tower as if it were a normal day, though his skin was slightly bluish. When he came into the living room, you were the first to speak. "I call dibs on the walking air conditioner!" You declared, scooting over to Loki once he sat down. "What? I am not this 'walking air co

  Author’s Note: THIS IS THE LONGEST THING I’VE WRITTEN YET OMG. I SPENT FOUR DAYS ON THIS AND I KNOW LIKE NO ONE IS GOING TO READ IT UGH WHY  </3  I hope anyone that does read it enjoys it!!  <333 (Also I changed lots of stuff, but still spoilers for Jurassic World!) You heard the sound of a kid crying, turning around in your seat and frowning when you saw the sobbing boy. He had wavy, dirty blonde hair, and a face that would’ve been downright adorable if it wasn’t scrunched up in sadness.   There was a guy next to him, he looked to be about your age, and he kind of sounded like a dick.   “Be quiet.”

Damon Salvatore walked into the home he now shared with his brother. Rather Stefan was home or not, he had no idea. He simply closed the door behind him before walking to the small table by the fireplace. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a glass, he poured himself a drink. He had dealt with a reckless vampire just an hour before, and he was ready to admit that he was exhausted. As he brought the glass to his lips, he was cut short as he heard the sound of glass shattering above. Looking up the stairs, he heard his brother shouting. He sighed as he set the glass down. Taking his time, he started up the steps. His brother’s shouts became

~~~Author's Note: I wanted to write something very cute since I feel like this guy needs much love. Re-reading his origin story makes me teary. ;w; But other than that have a great time reading this oneshot!~~~ "Could you please stop it, Wade?" It had been the fourth time he asked today and you were getting sick of it. Why couldn't he just let the subject drop? You were content at the moment. "Why? Please, {First}? Please, please, please, please, plea-" "Argh!! You overgrown child, I said 'No'!" You threw your hands up in the air after punching the Heavy Bag. You had a half a mind to punch him also, but you thought that would be mean plus

Warning: Character death, and some fluff (A/N: spoilers for Big Hero 6… but if you seriously haven’t watched that movie, go watch it now. I don’t own BH6… and for those of you who love my Tadashi fics, THANKS! <3 And I know I haven't updated in a while, so feedback on the ending would help a lot please!) “I’m so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears. If you-” Your singing was stopped by a knock on the door.   “(y/n), you have a visitor,” said your nurse.   “Let him in please,” you said, trying to sit up.   The door opened and Hiro walked in with Baymax.