Various Females X Male Reader Oneshots

White Tiger (Marvel)

The vibrant streets of New York buzzed with energy, but you found a sense of calm in the training gym where Ava Ayala, better known as White Tiger, was practicing. Her movements were fluid and powerful, each strike a perfect blend of grace and strength. You leaned against the wall, watching in awe.

After a particularly impressive kick, she noticed you and paused, wiping sweat from her brow. "You’re here! What do you think?"

"Honestly, it’s impressive. You make it look easy." you replied, walking closer.

Angela grinned, her confidence shining through. "It’s all about practice. Want to join me? I could use a sparring partner."

"Sure, but I can’t promise I won’t lose." you said with a playful shrug.

"Don’t worry; I’ll go easy on you." she teased, stepping into the center of the mat.

As you warmed up together, the atmosphere crackled with excitement. Angela was focused, her movements precise as she guided you through some basic techniques. You felt exhilarated just being in her presence.

After a few rounds, you both collapsed onto the mat, panting but laughing. "Okay, I admit it. You’re way tougher than I expected." you said, grinning.

Angela nudged your shoulder playfully. "And you’re not half bad yourself. You kept up longer than I thought."

With adrenaline still coursing through your veins, you felt bold. "Maybe we should celebrate this little victory. How about dinner?"

Her eyes lit up, a spark of interest in them. "I’d love that. I know a great place."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the city, you walked side by side, the closeness between you undeniable. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and you both enjoyed sharing stories about your lives.

When you arrived at the restaurant, the cozy atmosphere welcomed you. You settled into a corner booth, and as you shared dishes, you couldn’t help but notice the way Angela’s laughter lit up the room.

"Here’s to unexpected victories." she said, raising her glass.

“To unexpected victories,” you echoed, clinking your glass against hers.

As the night continued, you felt the connection between you grow stronger. After finishing your meal, Angela leaned in closer, her expression thoughtful. "I really enjoy spending time with you. It’s nice to be with someone who understands what it’s like to be… different."

You nodded, your heart racing. "I feel the same way. You’re incredible, Angela."

The moment hung between you, charged with unspoken feelings. Without thinking, you reached out, taking her hand in yours. She looked down at your intertwined fingers, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"I’ve been wanting to do this for a while." you admitted, squeezing her hand gently.

Angela’s gaze met yours, a mixture of surprise and warmth in her eyes. "Me too."

Encouraged, you leaned closer, brushing your lips against hers in a soft kiss. It was tender and filled with promise, and you felt her smile against your lips.

When you pulled back, her eyes sparkled with happiness. "Looks like we both scored tonight."

You chuckled, feeling a rush of affection. "Yeah, I think I’m the real winner here."

As the night wrapped up and you walked back into the city, hand in hand with White Tiger, you knew that this was just the beginning of something truly special.