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Bucky didn’t understand a lot of things about the modern times. He didn’t understand cell phones or the internet. He could use them, sure, but that didn’t mean he had to get it. He also didn’t understand your love of flowers; they were pretty, sure but, you were obsessed with them. He’d only been in the tower a month and had yet to be on a mission with you. There was one thing he understood completely, however. And that was how he was hopelessly in love with you. There wasn’t a thing about you that he didn’t like. He liked your soft hair, your bright eyes, your stellar personality. Everything. There

Peter Maximoff X Reader   Soulmate!AU You and your soulmate have and identical tattoo somewhere on your body You're a botany professor at Xavier's School for the Gifted, with the ability to control plants. Everything from moss to giant oak trees bend at your will. Because you have excellent control over your power, even though you're only nineteen, Professor Xavier let you become a Professor for the younger children, ages ten to thirteen. You didn't have many students, but they all looked up to you. They admired your mutation, and your soulmate tattoo on your neck, for whatever reason, they loved it. It was a silver rose surrounded by thorn

 Pietro always had a jealous streak. He knew this. Wanda had pointed it out to him many times. But it had gotten so much worse after he and his sister joined the Avengers. More importantly, after he met Y/n. It didn’t help that all the Avengers were living in the same place (Stark tower) and that everyone loved Y/n. She was best friends with everyone on the team. It was amazing to watch her interact with all these different personalities. Her and Clint talked constantly (gossip was one of their shared interests). Steve loved to hang out with her. She was one of the only people he could talk about his past with. Y/n thought it was g

AN: Hey Everyone, I’m back with another anonymous request for a Nathan Prescott X Reader story. Where the reader and Nathan are dating and the reader ends up getting drunk at which point Nathan takes her home and takes care of her. It was also requested that Nathan ends up cuddling with the reader and she ends up falling asleep on him; so fluff! I again can’t thank you guys enough for continuing to support me and send in your requests! Disclaimer: I do not own Life is Strange. As usual I hope that I did the prompt justice and I hope you all enjoy the story. Finals were the literal worst they were a week of mind-numbing torture r

Bucky didn’t understand a lot of things about the modern times. He didn’t understand cell phones or the internet. He could use them, sure, but that didn’t mean he had to get it. He also didn’t understand your love of flowers; they were pretty, sure but, you were obsessed with them. He’d only been in the tower a month and had yet to be on a mission with you. There was one thing he understood completely, however. And that was how he was hopelessly in love with you. There wasn’t a thing about you that he didn’t like. He liked your soft hair, your bright eyes, your stellar personality. Everything. There

(Name) Stark was playing with her toys, blissfully unaware of anything going on in her home. Being the daughter of none other than Tony Stark, naturally she had all the toys she wanted, and all the best ones. Tony was just domesticated like that now, and ever since he laid eyes on (Name) when she was one year old, he'd fallen for her and been wrapped around her finger ever since. "Steve, what the fuck?!" You heard your Daddy yell. You stuck your bottom lip out a bit, being pulled out of your concentration and now annoyed. "Tony, calm down-" "Nope, nuh-uh, can't happen. I let you live in my damn Tower since your apartment got the hell snipe

It was a Wednesday night, and Tony was sitting in the living room in Stark Tower, enjoying a glass of red wine. You were sitting opposite him, reading a magazine, also sipping on some wine. "An anonymous visitor has arrived ." The AI announced. You frowned in confusion at Tony, who responded with a shrug. In a flash of silver, Pietro, your best friend, stood in front of you. "Hey", he said, with a casual smile. You gasped and squealed, flinging your arms around him, forgetting about the wine. His smirk quickly turned into a laugh as he returned your hug. You hadn't seen him in three months so breathing in his scent felt heavenly. You we

Take It Slow (Quicksilver x Reader) "Can I help you?" You held your pen up, ready to take the young man's order. He jumped, looking up. Electric blue eyes looked up at you from under a head of blonde hair, dark roots showing. "Can I take your order?" You asked again. "Oh yes, I'm sorry." Sweet Jesus that accent was glorious. You tried not to stare as the man ran a hand through his hair, smiling up at you. "Could I have a decaf coffee and some pie please?" Oh shit, you were so screwed. "What kind would you like?" "What would you recommend?" He asked, still with that incredible smile on his face. "Um," it took you a second to remember w

Big Brother (Quicksilver x Reader) You groaned, slowly lowering your aching body down onto the couch. You grunted as pain shot through your lower stomach, and tried to get as comfortable as possible. Truthfully, there was no comfortable position where cramps were concerned. "(Name)!" You groaned at the whoosh and rush of air that accompanied the voice. The sexy, Russian accented voice. "Go away Pietro." You groaned, rolled over and wincing at the pain. "Everyone is leaving for the mission." The Sokovian stood in front of you, staring in concern. "Why aren't you in your uniform?" You sighed. "I'm off today. Stomach ache. Not going on the

Part 2 "Go to bed you monster!" You cried, throwing your hands up in exasperation. "Never!!" Isaac, your son was wired after his sixth birthday party. Tony had decided that it would be a good idea to throw a huge party with cake and gifts and a zillion other kids, all running around and climbing on play structures and eating one of many different types of treats. Needless to say, you would punish him later. For now though, your main concern was your son. "Get your butt into that bed mister, or I'm taking away all of your gifts." His eyes widened and he dove under the covers, wiggling around until his head popped out again. He shut his ey

Rescue (Quicksilver x Reader) CRACK Your eyes snapped open, jolted awake by an unknown noise. Straining your ears, you listened for anything that might have woken you up. Was Isaac in the bathroom? Had your dog been snoring? You listened. Silence met your ears. With a sigh you rolled over, burrowing into the covers and closing your eyes. CRASH You say up. That definitely wasn't Isaac. "What the--" you heard your landlord  yell from down the hall, the floorboards creaking as he barrelled out of his room. BANG You froze, horror settling like a snake in the pit of your stomach. You jumped out of bed, grabbing the metal baseball bat you