Special Person [Tony Stark / The Avengers] by Billie-san, literature
Literature
Special Person [Tony Stark / The Avengers]
Special Person [Tony Stark]
You stepped out of the elevator quietly and you are greeted with silence. You raise an eyebrow. The most of your time Pepper would greet you and smile almost motherly at you. Or Tony would make a few jokes when he hears your enter the room.
But today all is quiet around you. You blink startled and you tilt your head to the side, like a confused puppy.
You are a good friend from Tony and something like his working partner, because you are a magician when it comes to cars and other technical things. “Good morning, Ms. [Name]” You let out a light eep when you hear the voice of Tony’s computer on y
Lambada Dance [Steve Rogers / The Avengers] by Billie-san, literature
Literature
Lambada Dance [Steve Rogers / The Avengers]
Lambada Dance [Steve Rogers / The Avengers]
Steve opens the door with a little tired sigh, closing the door with a quiet push. He only wanted to visit you and maybe watch a movie or two with you.
“Ma'am?” No answer but the blond man hears music from your room and get closer to it. With a little smile he turns the knob of the door and open it further, only to see you dancing. But not a normal dance…He doesn’t know the name of the dance, but oh my god…
You sway your hips elegantly but erotically from side to side, hearing only the music from your player on your side. Your arms swinging with the beat to your la
The Avengers x Reader-insert by Billie-san, literature
Literature
The Avengers x Reader-insert
The Avengers x Reader-insert
Unlawful Pride ~ The Avengers x Reader
Chapter 1: Saving a new friend
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Red eyes in the face of a young woman look lightly grim at the scene in front of her. She hides behind a shield like orb, who conceal her from the outside world.
Before the man gets stab from his dark haired opponent you raise your hand. With a small smile you see the dark clothed man get stabbed from the green eyed guy.
But in the same time you look behind you. “How are you? Did he hurt you?” You turn around, your black coat swaying like a raven wing.
You watch the dark clothed man amused, who sits on his butt. He also is