*this one isn't my original idea! i saw this imagine online and wanted to recreate it! all credit goes to our-multi-fandom-imagines on tumblr*
imagine: being able to lift thor's hammer when everyone is joking and tony jokes that 'thor found his new queen'.
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thor's laughed boomed around the room, which was nothing new to the avengers. it was after one of tony's never ending parties, and the small team sat around after guests have left. it was the early hours of the morning, and they were all joking around with one last drink.
❝you really think this is a good idea?❞ you laughed, leaning back in your cushioned seat with a beer in hand.
tony and rhodey both sighed in exhaustion, stepping away from thor's hammer. they both wore the gloves to their iron suits, in aide to lift it.
they didn't.
❝bruce?❞ the billionaire panted, gesturing a hand to the scientist. ❝you're up, buddy.❞
bruce silently stood, smiling timidly as the rest of the team cheered him on. he grabbed the handle with a firm fist, tugging at it. when it didn't budge at first, everyone saw the shift as he planted his feet on the table it sat on, yelling as he pulled even harder.
with a final flourish, he jumped off, shaking his hands as he smiled widely—mocking the hulk. while everyone else remained silent, you couldn't help but snort at bruce.
not long after, steve tried; managing to get a squeak from the hammer. natasha denied even trying.
you still hadn't gone, and everyone seemed to forget.
❝it's rigged,❞ tony brushed it off his shoulder, standing with clint and rhodey.
❝you bet your ass,❞ clint slapped his arm, moving past him.
natasha and bruce started a conversation, while thor turned to steve. they all seemed in their own worlds as you silently stood, shuffling towards it.
you gave it a once over before slowly gripping the long handle. it was literally weightless in your hand.
you turned it around, trying to find out if there was a certain way to hold it...but nothing.
❝uh guys?❞ clint pipped up, staring straight at you. ❝guys.❞
everyone hushed in an instant, some gasping as you easily held the mjolnir in your right hand. a smirk tugged on your lips.
tony gave a chuckle, ❝look's like thor just found his new queen.❞
when your eyes met his, he only held a proud smile.
