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Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader The common room was nearly completely silent, only the news broadcaster was babbling on and on about some huge crisis in New York, which Tony and Cap had been assigned to. They were trying to contain it and succeeding, but at a very slow pace. Laughter interrupted the woman on screen. It was Nathaniel Barton, the tiniest and cutest of Clint's children, and the only one Natasha hadn't yet managed to corrupt. The infant crawled into your line of vision, Nat ran into view, making silly noises. She caught the child's legs and pretended to eat it. You sipped your tea. Clint had asked you to stay with the two.

“Hey sugar – got a boyfriend? ” The man at the bar sitting next to her asked. He looked a little like her boss, that horrible man with the wandering hands and terrible breath and it threw her off, she didn't reply fast enough and the stranger repeated the question. The answer to his question was no, she didn't. She looked over at her friend, Kate, who was being entertained by her date, a handsome soldier named Bucky Barnes. Kate had dragged to this double date but had very quickly dumped her when they arrived. Her date was Steve Rogers, he was handsome and very very kind but neither of them spoke much. She wished she could

 Steve and Bucky had rushed into the first place they saw, a house whose front door just happened to be open. The Captain didn't want to leave his friend alone, but Hydra was attacking New York and civilians had to be protected. “G—Go help t—them” Bucky muttered between breaths and Steve left after patting the soldier on his shoulder. A second after Steve's departure a woman appeared at a door further into the house, she was holding a little boy and for a few moments Bucky thought she was a dream, he could not see their faces, dust making seeing beyond one metre hard. But he was suddenly aware that the woman had run to

Charlie Weasley x Reader She was a Slytherin, that much was obvious to Charlie. She wasn't new but it was the first time he'd properly looked at her. He didn't know her name and she wasn't wearing her uniform but everything about her screamed Slytherin; from her scraped knees to her cute and confident laughter. He didn't know how long he'd been staring at her but he was vaguely aware that his friends had already changed the topic of conversation four times since he first laid eyes on the girl. She was beautiful and somehow gentle, it was strange for Slytherin to be anything but mean and horrible. She's wearing muggle clothes, Charlie realize

Will Graham x reader She was his first rescue, his first stray. A girl lost in Wolf Trap, covered in bruises and blood. As the years went by she found herself getting lost more often and Will pretended not to notice. He never said anything about it, they nearly never spoke, he was vaguely aware of her name but didn't know her favourite colour. He welcomed her into his house, offered her a cup of tea (she didn't drink alcohol, that he did know) and let her cuddle the dogs until she fell asleep on the sofa. He didn't know why she had trusted him, why she had felt safe enough to fall asleep in a stranger's home. Perhaps she had felt that thi

Roxy x female!Reader (Tattoos) Roxy was making breakfast when you woke up, you had been watching Netflix shows all night and were still tired. She smiled as she saw you; bed hair, bags under your eyes and grumpy as you walked into the kitchen. You weren't even dressed. “As much as I enjoy seeing you in your underwear, don't you think you should wear something?” She smirked “I want a tattoo, Rox” you said sitting down on one of the chairs in front of her “Hm” Roxy hummed “I mean it, I want one on my back” You added, seeing she didn't believe you. Roxy served a plate of eggs on toast and gently k

Will Graham x Reader You were shaking like a leaf. The people around you were talking loudly but you could barely hear them. There was blood on your face and in your hair, you could feel the germs slowly infecting you, crawling into your skin. You wanted to scream or throw up. You couldn't stand it anymore, the germs, the blood, the tiny specks of saliva landing on your face when the police officer spoke to you. Two men arrived, the tallest one was in a very nice suit and looked like a psychiatrist. You knew how they looked, spoke and behaved, he was exactly like all of them even though he was much more threatening. The smaller one looked..