Various Male Reader Oneshot Collection

A Lovely Sting. Male Reader x Janet Van Dyne/Wasp (Avengers:EMH) Rated-M

Didn't expect another so soon huh! Ya boy was inspired so I got to work.

Sexual content you've been warned!
Enjoy!
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New York City. (Manhattan/Central Park)

New York City, The Big Apple, big bustling American city.......some even said the greatest city in the world....but even with all its splendor it ..it could never beat Okinawa....its hard to beat home.

Sat on a bench in causal clothing enjoying a pork dumpling was Y/n, he hadn't moved to the city with big dreams, he truly felt he had no where else to go.

he was no doctor or lawyer or something professional like his father would have preferred so he wasn't earning the big bucks, he had only two things he truly loved in this life, food and fighting, and he was only good at the latter. He couldn't afford culinary school so he made a good living being a decent cook and he fought here and there in the underground circuits and as hired muscle, he couldn't be a professional fighter unfortunately , he was much to strong for that, shame, the high quality ingredients he could by with that money.

So now here he was, a 29 year olds man, a freelance cook and boxing instructor who just doesn't have the drive to be anything else. But there are a couple of reasons Y/n chose to stick around instead of wallowing and smoking his life away.

"CRASH!"

Y/n turned his head with a raised eyebrow, the local bank was being robbed, 4 or 5 guys if that Van parked in front was any indication.

"I could let the cops handle it......but they are never on time for robberies." Y/n muttered to himself, he then looked into his pants pocket looking at the sheathed trench knives, " hm.....nah...to much for small fry." He said keeping the weapons secure in his pocket, eating the last bit of the dumpling and checking his watch. " I got time." He stood up to his full height of 6 ft 2 and strolled over to the scene walking right up to the drivers seat window.

"Hey man you got a lighter?." Y/n asked casually to the man in a ski mask as he put a cigarette in his mouth .

"Yeah I-" the man stopped realizing a civilian was talking to him. " waita-

Y/n delivered a vicious right hook leaving him slumped across the passenger seat and turning the key to turn of the engine and through it into a garbage can walking inside the bank, seeing all the people on the ground and the hysterical woman. At the front filling the bag with money, he could see some of the people react to his presence no doubt thinking he was an idiot for walking in and not calling the authorities.

"Hey!" The leading man spoke as him and his posse of two took aim with Hand Sun machine guns. " get the fuck outa here before we smoke ya!"

Y/n calmy lit his cigarette with his lighter and pocketed it, he then looked at the goon on the right. " safety's on idiot."

The goon actually took the bait and looked at his gun and before anyone knew it y/n was right on him delivering a strong uppercut, knocking the man out immediately.

In a swift motion grabbed smg and he gut checked the other guy leaving him out gasping for air, he then took took aim at the leader.

The leader was shook up but to his credit ( or perhaps stupidity) he still took aim at y/n. Y/n rolled his eyes turning the safety on the guns and throwing them up in the air, once again he succeeded in a distraction, Irvin he man a right hook across the face and making him do a spin cycle until he hit the wall.