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Nope. (AvengersxReader)“Hey, guys. Check out my new pet.” Tony waltzed into the living room with a giant grin on his face.
Steve and Thor were the only ones to acknowledge him, the others being too busy to put up with Tony’s antics.
For example: Natasha had disassembled her gun and was in the middle of cleaning it, Bruce was reading the newspaper, Clint was flipping through the channels on the T.V., and, last but not least, (y/n) was sitting on the couch engulfed in a book.
Okay maybe they weren’t that busy, but they still didn’t want to put up with Tony. They hoped not acknowledging him would deter him from bothering them.
He sat a bag down in front of (y/n), startling her from her trance.
Well that didn’t work.
She looked curiously from the bag to the triumphant billionaire standing over her. At this point in time, the other Avengers took mild, emphasis on mild, interest in the bag.
“What kind of pet is it?” Steve asked curiously eyeing the container.
Loving You~ - Deadpool x Reader
~~~Author's Note: First Insert from me (other people submitted too) for #genderbendmonth --- I have to say I successfully did it! Woo! I hope you are as excited as I am! Have fun reading!~~~
Your world was crashing down. Ahem, excuse me; let me repeat. Your world was crashing down in a barrel of fire doused with gasoline and thrown into a pit of hellfire lava.
Nothing could be as worse as this. Absolutely nothing. After all if your gender changed one day, how would you feel?
You were now a man.
"I-I NO! I can't be!" But you were. "I shouldn't -couldn't be a guy! I'm a girl!" Touching your chest where your breasts were once held, you felt only flat pectorals. Going lower you felt a muscled tummy and even lower you felt- oh NO! Screeching you found your voice had also changed. "Wade!!!"
The man who was sleeping in your shared bed automatically jumped up, startled. He looked around in confusion. Wade could have sworn he heard a m
Star Trek Prank Week Part II (Reader x Kirk)
You grinned evilly as you swiped the key card you stole from Jim on the keypad then walked into his room and over to his desk. You sat down and looked at the holocomputer and tried to figure out his password. When you were in the Academy, Pavel used his genius abilities to help you hone your hacker skills and boy did he come in handy!
You furrowed your brow and bit your bottom lip lightly then tried out a few things. captainperfecthair? Nope, bust. thekirk, still nothing. bunsofsteel? You couldn't keep a straight face as you typed that. spongebob? (What like you never used something totally random for your password?) Then it hit you! captainsexy. BINGO! You rolled your eyes at the password then scrolled through his contacts. This would certainly make up for him beaming you onto Delta Vega without your clothes AND him stealing your bras, plus teach him a lesson. However the best part was that you would get to laugh your ass off.
You selected the right contacts and wrote an email th
Star Trek Prank Week Part III (Reader vs Crew)
You raised an eyebrow as you stared at them with an unexpressive look on your face as you folded your arms and tapped your fingers against your forearm. You saw Jim shrug as he gave an apologetic shrug, Uhura blushed then apologized, Scotty brought you flowers that he promised weren't poisonous, Chekov promised to do all of your paperwork for you (he was only guilty by association and you didn't hold anything against him, but he still wanted to make it up to you), while Sulu agreed to stay away from you for a month and Bones tried to be as gentle as he could while he wrapped up your ankle. Even Spock had a moment of human weakness and begged for your forgiveness. "So? Whose half-assed plan was this?"
They all looked at each other then flash back to how it all started and cringed at the memory.
"Spock, you gonna be ready with that bucket of feathers?" Jim asked softly over his communicator.
Star Trek Prank Week II (Reader x Chekov X Sulu)
You hummed to yourself happily as you almost skipped onto the Bridge.
Jim turned when he heard humming then paled when he saw you. "Mr. Spock, take the conn."
"Um, Keptin...Mr. Spock just left ze Bridge." Chekov told him.
"Damn you, Spock." Jim seethed. "Then, Mr. Chekov. You have the conn." he told him before he ran to the turbo lift.
You smirked to yourself, proud that the Captain was afraid of you. But he wasn't the target for Prank Week. Oh, no the target was Chekov. "Hey, Pavel." you said sweetly as you slipped into the helm section. "Did you hear about Sulu?"
"No. Vhat is vrong vith him?" Chekov asked with a confused expression on his face.
"He's really sick. So, sick he can't get out of bed. I asked him what would make him feel better and he said that he wanted his fencing equipment brought to the Med Bay so Bones could give it to him once he's out of isolation." you lied smoothly.
"Sulu eez in isolation?!" Chekov asked, shocked.
You nodded. "I'd bring the equipment but Bones ba
Star Trek Prank Week (Scotty x Reader)
Kirk chuckled evilly as he wrote on the calendar. "This is for throwing wrenches at me." he muttered as he finished writing. He looked at his handy work and nodded, pleased with it. Kirk then walked to the Bridge with a smirk on his face, feeling pleased with himself and his idea for Prank Week.
You walked past Kirk, a little afraid of the way he was acting and smiling then figured it out. You ran to the rec room, desperately hoping he didn't write your name down. You went over to the calendar to see what he wrote then doubled over as you laughed at what he wrote.
~(Time Skip Brought to You By: Beam Me Up Scotty!)~
The day just kept getting weirder and weirder for Scotty. He kept getting kicked for no reason and he was sick of it. He made his way to the Bridge and dodged people as they got ready to kick him. He fumed as he walked onto the Bridge and if he was a cartoon character he would have had steam coming out of his ears. "Alright! Which one of ya, did it?!"
Everyone on the Bridge,
Dance Battles (StarLordxReader) One-Shot While Peter discussed some things with the Nova Corps and the ship stayed waiting on the planet, you and Rocket had been tinkering away with the ship all the afternoon. Rocket had been the one who tried to make bombs out of all of the small parts he could find, but you managed to coax him into doing something more fun. You and Rocket had both grown annoyed to the music that Peter constantly played. Hooked on a Feeling was a great song to dance to….the first 100 times. After fishing out your iPod from your bag, Rocket helped you connect it to the ship. Relief washed over the both of you when it worked and new music filled the ship.
“What song is this?” Gamora asked puzzled when she walked into the cockpit. “I’ve never heard it before.”
“This my friend, is rock music and the song that you’re hearing is I Write Sins, Not Tragedies. Pretty neat, huh?” You looked at her with eager eyes.
Her nose crinkled up in confusion. “Bu
Star Trek Prank Week (Pavel Chekov x Reader)
You ran onto the Bridge excitedly then turned Pavel around in his chair till he faced you. "Pasha! Guess what today is?!" you asked with a big smile on your face as you leaned toward him and gripped the sides of his chair, ignoring the strange looks you were getting from your fellow crewmembers that were around you.
"Ehh, Saturday?" Pavel replied, unsure as to why you were so excited and blushing at how close you were to him.
"Well, duh, yeah, but it's the day where you get off your shift early! We can watch the new movie I found! And have popcorn, too!" you said jumping up and down with a squeal.
"Movie? Can I join? What are we watching?" Sulu asked perking up in his seat.
You turned and smirked at him deciding to tease him about the zombie prank. "Dawn of the Dead." you replied teasingly.
Sulu deadpanned then turned back to face his station.
You smiled triumphantly then turned back to Pavel. "Come on, Pasha! Your shift is over now!" You grabbed his hand then pulled him along behind y
Lovesick (Chekov x Reader)Lovesick (Chekov x Reader)
"Morning, Bones," you greeted your superior as you walked into the medic bay of the USS Enterprise. Aw, the life of a medic ensign is a tough one but you wouldn't trade it for the universe; it was always exciting with a new array of faces, diseases, and, your favorite part, new equipment always keeping you on your toes and today shouldn't be any different, right?
"Mornin' kid," Bones shortly replied, popping your thought bubble as he handed you a flashcard with ensign's file, "Got your first case in already."
"Thanks," you nodded, making your way to your patient's seat, "Now let's see . . ." Your voice drew quiet as you read the name on the PADD. Chekov, Pavel. A deep blush started to dust your face as you read the name again, making sure you had the right information. No, you had the right PADD but yes, your patient was none other than your crush, Pavel Chekov. Pavel was one of the first people you met when you were transferred from t
Wednesdays (DeadpoolxReader) One-ShotIn all your years of working with the Avengers, you never thought you would ever want to stop. However your mindset was beginning to change when a certain man dressed in black and red waltz in Stark Tower several months ago.
He was a very reckless man. If he could even be called a man. He was a child in your eyes. One that made you wonder, Is he even an Avenger? Natasha agreed with you that he was worse than Stark whereas the guys didn’t see him as that big of a problem. That was probably because he bothered you mostly.
He was playing pranks on you constantly and cracked jokes every hour on the hour. This sort of behavior was driving you insane. Somehow, you managed to not crack.
Today was Wednesday; or rather, “Hump Day”. That’s what Deadpool usually called it anyways. It was also your day off which meant nothing but surfing through Netflix on the couch in your pajamas. But on this particular day, you ha
Energy Drinks (QuicksilverxReader) One-Shot
“Pietro!” his mother called from upstairs. “(Name) is here!”
Pietro, who had been downstairs in the basement playing his arcade game, glanced up and then within a blink of an eye, he was at the front door of the house.
“Jesus…” his mother muttered, blinking rapidly so that her vision could readjust.
She was sometimes left dazed whenever Pietro zoomed past her at supersonic speed. She left him to open the door, his little sister watching TV and eating a sandwich he had made for her about fifteen seconds ago. He opened the door and there you were standing, casual smile on your lips. He leaned against the door, stopping you from entering, when he saw that you had a black plastic bag in your hands.
“What’s in the bag?” he asked curiously.
“Oh nothing~” you smiled sweetly.
“I don’t think it’s nothing.” He leaned forward to try and peer into the bag but you wouldn’t allow him. “It