Marvel Imagines/Preferences

Preference: How You Met

TONY: You were an intern. You had an interview with Mr. Stark himself. You quickly got ready, trying to look as professional as you could. At 3:00 you walked into his office.

"Mr. Stark? Hello, I'm-"

"(Y/N). What a pleasure to meet you."

STEVE: Being an Avenger was stressful. The missions had been very grueling, and to top it all off, you had to deal with Tony for a whole day.

To relieve stress, you spent a couple of hours training. You were currently beating the crap out of a punching bag when Fury walked in. There was a tall muscular man that followed behind him.

"Agent (y/l/n), this is Steve Rogers. I'd like for you to show him around, get him accustomed to this century."

Fury turned and walked out, leaving Steve and you.

"I'm (y/n) (y/l/n)," you said, "it's very nice to meet you."

BRUCE: "And here is your room," Tony said, pointing to the left. You recently joined the Avengers initiative; you had healing powers. "If you need anything, I'll be down in the lab."

"You have a lab?! I'd love to see it!"

Tony smirked and led you down to the lab, where a man in a purple shirt was working. "Hey Brucie! Meet (y/n)!"

The man looked up and blushed. "Er, hi, (y/n), I'm, uh, Bruce Banner."

THOR: "Pepper, I don't need your help finding a guy! I am fully capable on my own!"

"(Y/N), you're too wrapped up in your work! You're way too stressed! Take a break, meet some guys! I know one perfect for you."

You rolled your eyes, knowing you were going to lose this battle. "Fine."

Pepper left and came back a few minutes later with a tall blond man. "This is Thor, and I believe you guys will get along very well. Thor, this is (y/n)."

"Pleasure to meet you, lady (y/n)!" He boomed. "You're very beautiful."

CLINT: Sprinting through the streets of New York, you were trying to find some place to hide. There were creatures everywhere.

As you rounded a corner, you were surrounded by those creatures. You closed your eyes, waiting for your death, but it never came.

You opened your eyes and saw an arrow go through the creatures. You turned and saw a man holding a bow.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah. Thanks."

He smiled. "No problem. I'm Clint by the way!"

LOKI: "Hey Stark! How did the battle-oh god!" You dropped your clipboard and saw the black haired Norse god in front of you.

"Is there a problem?"

"STARK! Answer me! What the hell is Loki doing in our building?!"

"Trust me mortal, I don't want to be here as much as you don't want me here."

"Why are you here?"

"Ask Fury. He was the one who told your dumb avengers to bring me in."

"Director (y/l/n)!" Called Fury. "You're here! I hope you don't mind, but you will be watching Loki for the next few weeks." Great, you thought.

"(Y/L/N), huh? What's your first name?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." This was going to be a long few weeks.

BUCKY: "bring him here, Steve. I can fix up the cuts on his face."

"You can try to talk, but he won't," Steve replied, "he's obviously been shook up."

You walked over to the man Steve brought in, and began to clean up his wounds. He flinched. "It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm (y/n)."

The man glared at you.

"If you don't want to talk, then that's okay," you replied, "but I do want to say you're very brave."

The man's expression softened. "I'm Bucky." He replied, in a very quiet voice. "You're very pretty."

A/N: hi everyone! Thank you for checking out my book! I am accepting requests for preference and imagines, but I will not be doing personal imagines at the time.