Random Marvel stuff I've written because, dang it, I felt like it. I like to have a little fun with these things, so don't be surprised if they're a little strange.
Requests are open.
I've mostly just written about the Avengers, but I'm definitely w...
You laughed way louder than you should have been laughing at this. It was just so absurd--yet, so fitting--to see your friends portrayed this way.
"Uh-oh," Clint commented, not looking up from whatever he was reading. "It's about us."
"Shut up, Hawk. It's not directly about you."
"But it's about the Avengers?" Steve asked to clarify.
"Eh, some of you. You wouldn't get it, Steve."
"And why is that?"
"Do you know what a Pokémon is?"
Clint all but fell off the couch he was reading on and began scrambling towards you to see what was on your phone screen. "This is too good!" he chuckled when he saw the picture.
"Let me see!" Steve demanded, getting up from his seat to look. You turned away the screen.
"Steve, really, you wouldn't understand."
"What wouldn't he understand?" Bruce inquired as he entered the room, looking up from his tablet.
"Come here," you invited. You held your phone over your head and the edge of the couch so that Bruce could see, but not Steve.
"Oh, no," he sighed. "As much as I hate to admit it, it's perfect."
You giggled. "I'm sending it to Tony so that I can get his opinion on it."
You saved and sent the picture, waiting for his reaction.
Nooooooooooooooooo
Came his first reply.
Whyyyyyyyyy
Was his second.
Why do you do this to me, (Y/N)?
After the third text, you responded.
You have to admit that it's amazing
After a few seconds in which you were pretty sure that he was trying to speak whale, he sent a response.
It really is, but it hurts
Laughing, you showed the conversation to Clint and Bruce, then texted back.
The truth hurts, Tony, but you just have to deal with it
He responded almost immediately.
It's my new lock screen
You showed your friends the conversation again, and they joined you in laughter over Tony's reaction to the picture.
I knew you'd come around. It's my lock screen too
Steve was still complaining about how you were his teammates and you shouldn't be keeping stuff from him. You continued to decline showing him over and over, eventually saying that you had to find Natasha to see her reaction in person.
He followed.
You caught your vivacious redheaded friend in the middle of her post-workout yoga. She looked up from whatever ridiculous pose she was in and cracked a smile.
"It's not often that you see those guys looking so cute," she chuckled, changing positions.
"Who's looking cute?" Steve inquired, becoming more exasperated by the second.
"You won't tell him?"
"He wouldn't understand it."
Natasha gave you a skeptical look. "That's not the only reason."
"You know me too well, Tasha. It's also because it's fun seeing Stevie so mad over nothing."
"It is not nothing, (Y/N)!" Steve shouted. "As a fellow member of the team, I have every right to know what everyone else thinks is so funny. You shouldn't be keeping things from your teammates!"
"Chill, my thawed friend. You'll find out soon enough," you replied, casually flipping your hair over your shoulder and going to find some other people.
"Hey, Buck," you called upon entering his room. He was sitting on his bed, borrowing your Nintendo DS. He looked up from the game that you'd told him to play. "Whadda ya think?"
His face split into a grin. "I love it. Except the one that's supposed to be me. The rest of them are great."
"She won't let me see," Steve complained, hoping that his long-time friend would do something about it."
"That's rough, buddy," he replied, going back to Pokémon Sapphire.
You smiled at what he'd said. You had been introducing him to your favorite things so that someone would understand you. He took to today's world a lot better than Steve.
"You're the best, Buck."
"Tell me something I don't know."
"Alright, then." You took an exaggerated breath to explain something, but he stopped you.
"Not literally, (Y/N), please. Now, punks, if you wouldn't mind leaving me to my game. I have Gym Leader Flannery to beat."
You both exited at his request. "Have fun beating your rival by the Cycling Route," you warned him.
"Noted," he called back.
Out in the hallway, Steve began whining again.
"(Y/N), I don't even care if I get whatever reference this is. Just show me the stupid picture and get me off your tail."
"Ooh, making offers now, are we? Throw in some (favorite candy) and we have a deal."
"You're really going to do this now?"
"Yeah, I ate the last of my stash yesterday."
He closed his eyes and turned his head up towards the heavens. "You have got to be kidding me," he groaned. "Fine. Just show me the picture."
You turned your phone screen so that he could now see it.
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He looked it over in confusion. He said finally, "Why is there a yellow bunny thing dressed like us?"
