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Imagine disobeying Steve’s orders!

(You’re sitting on the bed, wiping your face with a towel)

Steve: You’re not a hero Y/n. You’re just a civilian who found their way into S.H.I.E.L.D.

Y/n: What the hell is that suppose to mean? Just cause I messed up one mission doesn’t mean the world is ending, Steve. You can’t just do that!

(You stood up in anger, as he watched you. Noticing your chest heaving up and down.)

Steve: I’m the Captain, not you. So take my orders, or get out.

(He threatened with clenched jaws)

Y/n: I’ll take my chances, Rogers. I don’t follow rules, I break them. And if you don’t like that, maybe you should retire because that’s how I'm going to be.

(You threw the towel on the bed and walked by him, slightly stomping your feet)

Steve: We’ll see about that.

I Will Come (Joker x Reader x Avengers)

Summary: You worked with the avengers on a mission to put Joker in Belle Reve Prison. During the mission, you pretended to be Jokers girlfriend in order to get to some personal information. During that period of time, you actually fell in love with the Joker but never told anyone. Once the avengers heard you got everything you needed, they captured joker and took him to Belle Reve Prison. The rest is to be read…!

Warnings: A lot of swearing, violence, bit of abuse

“Oh thank god this mission is FINALLY done!” You said at the meeting. Everyone was exhausted, nobody got a good sleep for a week cause of Joker. “Don’t think the mission is done yet people!” Fury said. All the avengers looked at each other and then looked towards Fury waiting for him to continue. Unlike you who started whining like a baby and hit your head on the desk!

“What do you mean?” Tony questioned. “We put him in Belle Reve and added some of our best S.H.E.I.L.D fighters! What can go wrong?” Bruce exclaimed. “That’s what you think but Joker can escape anything before you know it!” You knew he can. “God dammit! WHYYYY?” You cried out loud. “And guess who he would want to get to first?” The whole room vibrated with your name! “ME? Why me?” You questioned.

“You were the one who was assigned to be his other side in the mission. You pretended to be his girlfriend and the one thing Joker hates is…” “Liars” Tony whisper yelled. “Okay but I told him there actually wasn’t anything between me and him! That everything I ever told him or did towards him was just for this mission!” You replied.

“Why would you say that?” Natasha asked. “I don’t know! I thought it was a good idea at the moment.” You mumbled the last part under your breath. “What else did you say?” Bucky asked. “I maybe told him Iworkforsheild!” You said the last part fast. “What did you say?” Wanda asked again. “OKAY FINE! I TOLD HIM I WORK FOR SHEILD!” You yelled and got out of your chair. Everyone was surprised that you, Y/n, would make such a stupid move! You were kind of panicking now. “What did he say for those things?” Clint questioned. “Okay so this is what happened…” You were gonna only tell them half of it.

—FLASHBACK—

You kept a distance from his prison cell just for safety reasons because you regret everything you did! Even though he’s a cruel, cold, heartless monster, he did have a good side to him that people rarely see! You and the other Avengers were waiting for his arrival at his new home and then you saw him. You had a gun just in case he were to do something stupid!

As soon as he saw Tony,Natasha,Steve and Bucky, he knew all this is happening cause of the Avengers. “Hahaha it was you guys! How did this even happen?” He still didn’t see you yet since you left the place. You wanted to come in after he was locked or when he was going to get locked. All though you were further away from the cell, you did hear everything clearly.

You soon walked in and Joker started laughing! “There she is! My doll is here to kill all of you! She’s the strongest girl I’ve ever seen! She’s my girl, my angel, my sweetheart! I knew she would come to save me!” He retorted happily. You felt really guilty inside, you felt dead inside cause of what you’re doing to the Joker! “What are you waiting for? KILL THEM!” He demanded but you couldn’t.

“Agent Red Fury (That’s your superhero name), it is nice to see you again!” Nick greeted you with a smile. You didn’t want to look at Joker since you don’t like his face when he’s angry. “Agent Red Fury? Who the FUCK IS AGENT RED FURY?“ He yelled for an answer. You had to finish what you started so you forgot everything you’ve done with him and went calmly towards him.

“Hello Joker! It’s nice to see puddin in jail isn’t it?” You said with a smirk. Joker had anger in his eyes, you’ve never seen his face with this much anger and knowing you caused it! BOI that’s bad. “YOU! I…YOU FUCKING CUNT! HOW DARE YOU PLAY WITH THE JOKER!” All the avengers were scared for the first time except you. To be honest you’re shit scared too! But you’re gonna go with the flow! “It’s funny how you actually thought a girl like me would fall in love with you!” You said walking towards him with your arms crossed.

You told the guards to stay near the doors and to release his hand cuff. After they did that they raced towards the entrance to make sure he had no way of escaping. Joker played with his hands for awhile. “Doll! That was a horrible move! You know never to play with the Joker right? Didn’t I teach you that?” He was walking towards you. “Yes! You also taught me your ways and secrets of fighting! That would be really useful right now!” You looked at Joker in the eye and then before you can act, he slapped you really hard on the side of your face. You felt the sting on the cheek for a good 10 to 20 seconds and then grabbed your gun!

You looked around and saw Clint, Steve and Natasha holding a gun. You got up and pointed the gun straight towards Jokers forehead. “You’re gonna shoot me? DO IT!” Obviously he saw which gun you were holding and it was his favourite gun! “I’m not gonna shoot you with your own gun! I’m not that mean! I’d rather just kick you in the nuts and leave!” You told the others to leave and it was just you, Joker and 2 other guards.

Joker was put in his cell and you were standing right in front of it. Joker was sitting on the floor. “Mister J?” You whispered. He looked up and stayed there staring. “I’m sorry Mister J! I don’t know what happened to me!” He stood up and walked towards the bars. “Baby girl just get me out of here and then you can join me for real!” He said. His hands were now holding on the bar and you were close to it as well. “I thought you can’t trick the Joker but I just did!” You said laughing.

He got really angry and grabbed your neck. “You think you’re real funny don’t you? Let me show you what’s funny once I escape this prison! You can’t hide Sweetheart! Never from the Joker!” He threatened while having you in hold. Struggling to breathe you asked, “Did…you.act.ually….love..m..me?” At this point you were crying so he let go of you.

With teary eyes you turned towards the guards and demanded them to leave! After they left you turned towards Joker and saw that his eyes were red! You stole the keys to his cell. You used your power to bust the cameras. You opened the gate and walked in locking the door behind you. You were standing there, you wiped your tears and looked up. “You still didn’t answer my question?”

You had a fake smile on your face and he noticed that. He moved closer and slapped you once again. You yelped, you felt the stinging sensation and then he had you in a choke hold AGAIN. “This is why I love you! You can take all the pain, the abuse! You could’ve left but you didn’t. Even though your mission was to catch me or kill me, you saved me multiple times. That’s exactly why I love you Y/n!”

With that said you hugged him tightly. Surprisingly he hugged you back! You both started hearing things from the loud speaker. “ GUARDS PLEASE GO TO JOKERS CELL! I REPEAT, GO TO JOKERS CELL RIGHT NOW!” He pulled away from the hug and kissed you passionately! You returned the kiss and this went on for 2 minutes probably. You pulled away and said, “I’m sorry J but everything has to end here, right now! I don’t wanna leave you but this has to happen! You have to hate me! Whatever you do, only know me as the girl who put you in Belle Reve prison.” Joker looked mad and yelled, “SO YOU’RE GONNA FUCKING LEAVE ME? ARE YOU INSANE? I CAN’T FORGET YOU!”

You pushed him away and locked the gates. You stood right in front of him, only the bars separating you. “If I had to choose you or the avengers, I’ll choose them over anyone! KNOW THAT! Why do you think I said I’ll take the mission? Because I have a dark side and a bright side. And you’re feelings are easy to play with and here I am, standing in front of you as your ex-girlfriend.” “EX? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN EX? YOU FUCKING BITCH! I FUCKING HATE YOU!”

You looked at him and said, “I’m an Avenger, a hero, not a villain!” “Don’t fucking think this is the end Red Fury! I will come and find you, and make you pay for what you’ve said and done to me! I’ll still love you no matter what!” He repeated. “I DON’T FUCKING LOVE YOU JOKER! I DON’T WANT TO BE KNOWN AS A VILLAIN JUST CAUSE I WAS IN LOVE WITH ONE! IF YOU ESCAPE, I’LL STILL BE THE REASON WHY YOU’RE IN PRISON AGAIN. I DON’T FUCKING CARE IF YOU DIE IN HERE, JUST DON’T COME LOOKING FOR ME! I don’t love you anymore!” You said leaving the place with tears. “Y/N! Y/N! DON’T YOU WALK AWAY FROM THIS CONVERSATION! THIS ISN’T OVER BABY GIRL!” You heard Joker scream and bang on the bars! “LEAVE ME ALONE FOR FUCK SAKES!” You yelled back.

“Keep an eye on him guys! He’s not the one to last in a prison for a week! He’ll find out a way to contact Frost! Oh and sorry about the cameras, the reason why they weren’t working was my fault! I’m not fixing it though!” You said not taking charge. “If he does escape, I’ll kill all of you guys!” You threatened the guards and left.

“I’ll come baby girl! Just for you I will return! HA HA HA HA HA!”

Imagine putting joker in jail and then getting texts from him

Joker: Hey darling!

Y/n: Where did you get the phone from?

Joker: I have people sweetheart!

Y/n: What do you want Joker?

Joker: I just wanted to tell you, that I'm out of prison and I'm really mad at you!

Y/n: WHAT?WHEN? I'm here at Belle Reve right now!

(Gunshots and alarm go off)

Joker: I'm comin for you y/n!

Y/n: I dare you!

Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 3

Warning: Angst

Happy New Year everyone… although kinda late. I’m not gonna lie I totally forgot about this until I finally logged into Quotev and got notifications on people commenting for part 3. I’m so sorry TwT RisaIceCreamPudding and Arabella from Quotev… but also thank you for reminding me <3

Also do you guys want me to make a masterlist? I don't expect this series to be too long, but if you'd like it, I can make it. Or a taglist. Just let me know with a comment!

Part 1 *~* Part 2 *~* Part 3 (You are here) *~* Part 4???

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Part 3: ...Goodbye?

The brothers were acting strange and Y/n knew it. She didn’t know why because she didn’t want to pry into their minds, but she did make subtle attempts to make them open up to her. Nothing was working so far. 

Meanwhile the brothers were full of all kinds of thoughts. After Sam deemed the DVDs safe and normal they watched the movies together while they sent Y/n out on a solo ghost hunt. 

Dean’s mind was blown over and over again. One, Y/n’s real name was Wanda and was part of the avengers!? Which was pretty damn cool especially with how hot she looked back then (and she only got hotter as she got older). But then both him and Sam found out about Y/n lover. Vision, a robot, but he reminded them of Castiel, as both were learning how to act human. 

While watching they felt like they were intruding in that moment. The way the two confided to each other… Dean wasn’t one for chick flick moments but he could tell that these two were utterly in love with each other. 

But then they witnessed the pain Y/n went through, practically losing everything. She lost her brother, her twin- a mute scream emphasizing her pain. Dean and Sam could relate, having lost each other more times than they could count.

She lost Vision to Thanos, the ugly wrinkled grape that both brothers just wanted to beat up in order to never see Y/n look that upset again. 

Then she herself died, her face oddly calm as she dusted away. But Sam understood. At that point, Y/n thought she had lost everything and had nothing left to live for. Her thoughts were probably along the lines of, at least I’ll be with my brother and Vision.

Coming back to life 5 years later, Y/n was understandably angry as she unleashed her anger on Thanos. But after that Y/n was lost. 

Her brother, gone. Her lover, gone. And as she came back to life she learned that her sister figure, Natasha, was gone too. 

Maybe that’s why they could only sympathize and understand as they watched WandaVision that for once in her life Y/n just wanted to be normal and happy. 

It was quite weird to watch Y/n magically give birth to two twin boys, but they couldn’t deny the amount of love Y/n had for her family. 

And then… 

“Dean isn’t that the witch that gave us the DVDs?” 

Agatha Harkness. Now the brothers knew that the witch could not be trusted based on the way she treated Y/n. 

The next time they see her, Dean isn’t going to hesitate in shooting his gun. 

But then onto Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness… 

“LIKE DUDE WHAT THE F*CK!?” 

First off, Y/n was hot. As in, slay b!tch, get it kinda hot. And she was kinda evil. 

“But think about it.” Sam pointed out, “She just lost her children, who she had for like, a couple days, she lost her husband- although I can see that she’s accepted his death by now. At this point Y/n is just desperate for her family, for love, for normality.” 

Sam wasn’t ashamed to say he was balling tears by the end of the movie. Obviously, Y/n wasn’t dead, but she had gone through so much that it left one question in their minds. 

Does Y/n… still want that normality? 

Because even if the Winchester brothers hated the thought of getting rid of Y/n from their lives, Y/n would never get to live a normal life while being friends with them. She would be stuck in a hunter’s life.  

“We should let her go…” Dean said blankly after a few minutes of silence. 

“Dean-”

“No, I’ve thought this through. That life she wanted. Sam, she’ll never be able to get that with us. Didn’t you see how happy she was with her family? I admit it was kinda f*cked up, but now she has another chance at it again. We can give her that chance again.”

Sam contemplated it, though Dean could see his resolve breaking. 

The Winchester brothers were going to let Y/n go.  

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The brothers had driven Y/n far from the bunker after telling her they were going on a trip. After parking into a driveway, they stepped out, a confused Y/n following after.

“Wait, what’s going on? Why-” 

“Y/n what we do is extremely dangerous, and it’s only going to get more dangerous from here on out.”

“Dean, I know that already. Why do you think I’m here? To protect you guys because-” Y/n attempted to explain but was cut off by Sam. 

“We can’t be associated with witches Y/n. All the hunters know who we are. Once they figure out what you are, even more people will be out to kill us, on top of the supernatural.” 

“Alright I’m calling BS-”

“Sorry, Y/n. But please, this will be so much better for you. We even paid for this house and everything. Don’t worry about it, please.” Dean opened the trunk and took out Y/n’s suitcase, rolling it to the door and passing the house keys to Y/n.

“But guys you’d be even safer if-”

“If you stayed here.” Dean sternly said to Y/n, looking directly into her eyes. She swallowed, her mouth feeling dry. “We don’t need a witch helping us.” 

Frozen, Y/n could only watch as the brothers got back into the Impala and drove away into the distance. Heart broken, tears uncontrollably ran down her face as she wept.

“...but you guys are my family…”

So... Part 4???

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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 2

You all get a part 2 although it is short, but I wrote it anyway because it was requested by katelynn on Quotev and @cloudykoookie on Tumblr! Let me know if you want a part 3 (although I probably will skip the brothers reacting to the movies with Wanda in it because I feel like I’d be copying Thera’s idea too much. I will write how they felt after watching the movies though.)

Part 1 *~* Part 2 (You are here) *~* Part 3 *~* Part 4???

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Part 2: Wanda

Y/n frantically called the brothers as she came back to a room that was trashed and empty. Her heart beated as she saw Dean unconscious on the floor. 

“Dean!” She shouted, trying to get him to wake up as she pushed his shoulder.

Dean groaned, “I’m good, sweetheart, still alive.” 

“Where’s Sam?” 

At that, Dean sat up with some help from Y/n, taking in the room.

“Son of a-” She heard Dean mumble before talking to her, “Damn ghost possessed Sam after he picked up a paper he found in the motel room. I didn’t realize until he straight up attacked me.” 

“What was on the paper?”

“An ultrasound.” 

Y/n’s heart dropped. She never got an ultrasound of Billy and Tommy. She could only understand that grieving ghost even more. Y/n too would have been attached to an ultrasound of her children. 

“Witchy? Hey, sweetheart, you with me?” 

Y/n snapped out of it, her eyes focusing on Dean who was now looking at her concerned. 

“Sorry, sorry. Let’s- Let’s go save Sam.”

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Sam’s possessed body stood watching a park, his eyes silently watching the children play. From behind, Y/n approached him, Dean ready to take him down if needed hiding nearby. 

“You must miss them.” Y/n stated softly, coming to stand next to the possessed Sam. She knew the ghost wouldn’t dare try anything or else the children would be scared away. 

“What are you talking about?” Sam’s voice asked. Y/n gave a soft, reminiscent smile. 

“I miss them too, my boys.” 

With no response, Y/n took that as a sign to keep talking. “I had kids too Wanda.” Y/n internally sighed. The ghost had her old name, but this ghost wasn’t a version of her. No version of her would exist here since she went beyond the alternate universes and to a different multiverse, one outside of the of called, “MCU,” whatever that meant. She felt bad for this Wanda, to experience similar things she had gone through. 

“Two twins, my Billy and Tommy, my two beautiful baby boys. I won’t tell you it gets better because that’s a lie. No one understands a mother’s pain, and I’m sorry your husband wasn’t as understanding. But let me tell you something someone once told me…” 

Y/n took Sam’s hands, looking him in the eyes as both their eyes held tears. 

“What is grief, if not love persevering?” 

With that, the tears fell, and Sam’s hand shakily grabbed the ultrasound from his pocket and placed it in Y/n’s hands, gently closing Y/n’s hands around it before walking to the bench and sitting down, watching the children. 

Quickly, Y/n set it on fire, letting the ghost finally reunite with her children and Sam return to control his body. Both brothers quietly approached Y/n who still had tears silently falling from her eyes. 

“...let’s go home…” she whispered, walking past the brothers to the Impala. 

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Back in the bunker, Dean was catching Sam up on everything he had missed while Y/n was in her room, collecting herself. 

“She said she had kids, Sam! Twins!” Dean exclaimed, still a bit shocked that the person he lowkey kinda had a crush on had kids. But having kids meant there had to be someone else involved and Dean didn’t want to think about Y/n potentially already having a lover. 

“What? Where are they? They shouldn’t be brought into the hunting life-”

“Had kids, Sam. Past tense.” 

Sam paused, “Was it because she was a witch? Other hunters hunted down her family?” 

At that question the room went silent, both brothers pondering on the question. 

“She didn’t say how they died, but I’m not sure I want to ask- who are you!?” Dean stood up quickly, pointing his gun at the stranger entering the room. Sam followed with his own gun pointed at them. 

“Oh I could tell you all about it, dears~” the woman grinned, “Oh, don’t be so tense. I’m Wanda’s good friend!”

“Who’s Wanda?” (A/n: I’ll do you all better, Why is Wanda?) 

“Ah, so she changed her name… well! It’s obvious you two won’t give me a warm welcome so, here’s her housewarming gift! Or should I say universe-warming gift? I did find this in this universe, I bet she’d love it so much.” The woman set down a bag filled with DVD cases before giving them an eerie grin. 

“Tell your dear witch that her favorite neighbour says hi~!” The strange woman made a quick escape, a purple light blinding the brothers causing them to shoot their guns. But once they opened their eyes, the woman was gone. 

Glancing at each other, Sam made his way to the bag of DVDs, picking up the bag and setting it on the table, looking at them. The Avengers? But what do they have to do with Y/n? Footsteps came from the hallway and Y/n peeked in. 

“Are you two okay? I heard gunshots.” Y/n asked worriedly, looking at both brothers. 

“It’s all good witchy, Castiel just gave us a scare.” Dean distracted her, Sam carefully putting the DVDs back in the bag to hide them. 

“Castiel was here? Ugh, next time he comes, tell him not to leave without saying bye to me first!” Y/n scoffed playfully, noticing Sam and the DVDs, but didn’t see the covers. 

“Are you two planning to watch a movie?” 

“Uh. Yeah, uh… Karate Kid…??” Sam picked out a random DVD, holding up the case. Y/n nodded approvingly. 

“I love Jackie Chan movies. You’ll like that one. Might join you guys later, I’m gonna start making us some dinner.”

Y/n made her way to the kitchen and both Winchesters silently sighed in relief. 

“I’ll bring them to my room.” Sam muttered to Dean, taking the bag and going to his room, but not before putting in Karate Kid so that they could actually watch the movie together. 

They were keeping that strange woman and the DVDs a secret from Y/n for her protection, Dean justified in his head, resting back against the couch as he half-watched the movie and half-stuck in his own thoughts. Until they knew that the DVDs were safe to watch, they weren’t going to tell Y/n about it. 

Dean didn’t like that strange woman. If keeping this a secret would keep Y/n safe, Dean would do it, and he knew Sam would too. 

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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 1

This is intended to be a short story/one shot. I wrote this when I had a sudden idea of a crossover between Supernatural and the Scarlet Witch. Also available on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

This inspired by a tumblr post: The Sweet Old Lady is a Witch by Thera. I really love her Wanda/Y/n OC and the story! Here's her story: https://thera-daydreams.tumblr.com/post/658041636626022400/

Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader

I do not own Marvel or Supernatural.

Part 1 (You are here) *~* Part 2 *~* Part 3 *~* Part 4???

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Part 1: Into the World of Supernatural

Wanda was done and tired.

After going through the multiverse with Dr. Strange and Loki, after Westview, after sacrificing everything over and over and over again Wanda was done and tired.

She looked tiredly towards the two friends that had grown on her. The two friends that had become brothers to her. Sensing her stare they turned to her, silence questioning in their eyes as she smiled tiredly at them.

"I think I'm done."

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"... you're done...?" Dr. Strange repeated, not fully understanding what Wanda was implying.

"I'm tired, Stephen. I want to relax, sit down for a while... maybe watch the flowers grow."

Loki looked at her with a contemplative look before nodding, "Where will you go?"

"Anywhere but here." Wanda automatically responded, "I don't care if there's heroes there or anything really. As long as the world is somewhat normal and similar and they leave me alone, anywhere is fine."

Both Strange and Loki looked at each other before carefully taking Wanda's hands in theirs, a gesture that they had come up with to comfort each other. They had all gotten close together after all they had went through.

"We'll call you if we need you." Strange commented.

"And we'll keep in touch." Loki added, elbowing Strange who lightly glared back at him, "We won't bother you too often. Go live your 'normal' life."

"You deserve it." Strange tried to redeem himself, gaining a small grin from Wanda. "Just try not to cause any trouble. Or rather, trouble we'll have to intercept in." Loki elbowed him again.

"I'll try my best." Wanda only smiled, squeezing her hands that held theirs before letting go. "I better get going now."

"See you around Wanda."

"I think a fresh start needs a new name, doesn't it?" Strange said suddenly.

"Strange I think that's the first good idea I've heard come from your mouth." Loki scoffed, grinning as Strange looked at him offended. "I've always been partial to the name Y/n."

"Y/n L/n it is." Strange proudly smiled ignoring the look Loki gave him as he looked at Wanda- at Y/n.

"Really? L/n?"

"I think it sounds nice, Loki." Y/n reassured the god. At those words he automatically changed his mind.

"Yes, Y/n L/n surely fits you."

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Y/n sighed as she finally finished conjuring up all of the new items for her new home. She had already put a spell around it, ensuring that those who entered her new home would feel safe, warm, and comfortable. She wanted the exact opposite of Westview. She carefully hid the runes, making them small and they camouflaged well with the decorative wallpaper.

She had bought a small store, her home right above it. The store, Y/n decided, was going to sell things that she took comfort in. Books, plants, and a couple assorted goods if she felt like baking in the kitchen. There was even a section for artists to paint and for others to just sit in the bean bags and relax or read a good book.

Speaking of books, the town she moved into was awfully generous. After hearing she was going to open a bookstore, the resident librarian, who was an old, dying man, came up to her. He loved his books as if they were his own children. But his grandchildren didn't want to take over the library and he didn't want to see all of his books get tossed away.

And so, the old man generously gave Y/n most of the books from his library. He kept some and donated the rest to charity. Y/n's little shop was going well. Y/n didn't mind much about the slow business, she just wanted to relax and take in every moment. Something that she never would have done before.

But as each day passed, Y/n couldn't help herself but to find out the secret of this world. The supernatural existed.

It didn't come as much of a shock for Y/n, considering she was partly supernatural, but to hear the benevolent spirits and ghosts gossiping about ghosts who had fallen into rage and anger confused her. It baffled her so much to hear about ghosts actually having the ability to kill people, so she separated ghosts into two categories.

Astral ghosts. Ghosts of the dead who wandered in the astral plane, patiently waiting for something to occur before accepting their death. These were the ghosts that never went angry or fell into a random rage. Like the poor old librarian. He was waiting for his grandchildren to visit either his grave, the shut down library, or Y/n's bookstore before passing on. In the meantime, he continued his daily routines as if he were alive.

Then there were the angry ghosts. Not a very original name, Y/n knew, but it was simple enough for her to understand. They were the ghosts that fell into darkness and killed others, overwhelmed with rage to even see reason.

She didn't worry much about those ghosts, because the ones that were in her small town were given free therapy by her, and easily lost their anger and passed on to the afterlife with the reaper guiding them.

The other supernatural things? Y/n read up on them with the books given to her in the library, but other than that, she didn't care about them. If they were to ever show up at her town, she would make sure to deal with it so that everyone would be safe. But as she settled in and let her guard down for the next couple months, a little shapeshifter decided that her small town would be the perfect place to stir some trouble.

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"I'm Agent Adam Clayton, and this is my partner Agent Larry Mullen. We're with the FBI. We'd like to ask you a couple questions about a couple customers you've had."

Y/n stared wearily at the two men who had entered her shop. Just by reading their minds she could tell their names were false, especially since they were the same names as the band members from U2. However, she didn't comment on it, considering they were partially telling the truth about asking questions of her customers.

"What have my customers done to get attention from the FBI?" Y/n asked curiously, although she continuously kept reading their minds for answers.

"Just a couple of them have gone missing ma'am. We're hoping you could give us any clues as to where they've gone."

Getting enough answers from reading the tall one's mind (he thought a lot and his thoughts were practically screaming at her) she nodded at them. Hunters that hunt and kill the supernatural? Y/n guessed they were the hero equivalent in this world. The only question left would be if they would kill her if they found out she was also a 'witch.' "So, which customers?"

"Robert Dunn, Todd Alexander, and Philip Navarro." the shorter one answered her. They watched her as she continued to walk around her shop, watering her plants.

Y/n took her time to recall them, "Well, the three of them were all from out of town. We've never had that many visitors before so it was easy to remember them. They all liked to talk too." Y/n frowned at the thought of those conversations she had with them. But now that she actually thought about it, the thoughts of the 3 customers were somewhat similar.

The taller one, catching Y/n's frown, continued to question her. "What did they talk about?"

"You know, simple 'What's your name?' or 'Could I get your number?' They were all particularly flirty."

"So would you say no if I asked for your number?" 'Adam Clayton' couldn't help but comment, getting elbowed by 'Larry Mullen.' Wow, these boys really reminded Y/n of Stephen and Loki.

"I'd tell you the same response I told those men. I'm not interested in a relationship right now. Taking a break from that." Y/n handed 'Adam' a yellow tulip. At the questioning look, Y/n answered him, "So you don't feel too bad. Yellow tulips mean joy and a whole lot of other things."

"Do you give every man you reject a yellow tulip?" 'Adam' pouted causing Y/n to grin slightly.

"Well, any type of yellow flowers work. Yellow flowers in general symbolize spreading happiness and joy."

"Sorry- about the men? What happened after that?" 'Larry' steered them back on track.

"Oh, they all left the store looking somewhat upset but also giddy. Philip said he'd be back to try again though he hasn't been back in a week already."

'Larry' nodded, seemingly getting all the information he wanted and thanking Y/n politely before taking 'Adam' with him to stop him from flirting any further with Y/n.

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"So the only connection right now is Y/n, but why?" Sam questioned, going through a book he had borrowed at Y/n's store earlier.

"She's a hot chick. Who wouldn't go and take a chance to ask her out?" Dean replied, happily munching on a burger as he sat on the couch of their motel room.

"You think she's the one who's been killing them?" Sam asked, "It's a possibility."

"Remember what Philip told her?" Dean reminded Sam, "He'd be back to try again. Pretty creepy if you ask me."

"So a shapeshifter?"

"Bingo!"

"That seems a little far fetched, Dean."

"Hey, all we gotta do is watch the chick and then we'll figure out if it's her or if it's a shapeshifter. Easy solution! Or we could get access to her security cameras."

Sam grunted as he closed the book, flopping onto his bed. "She doesn't have any. I checked. Please tell me you at least find that suspicious."

"Hey, maybe she can't afford them! Town's pretty small, her shop's pretty small, she might not get a lot of income, you know?" Dean stood up, walking to the door, "I'm gonna get a drink, wanna come?"

Sam didn't respond and Dean took that as a no, leaving for the nearest bar. He kept walking to the bar he saw close-by, but just as he turned the corner, a fist hit his face and he blacked out.

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As Dean came back into consciousness, he was greeted by the sight of Philip shedding his skin and forming into himself. Damn, he was right. It was a shapeshifter. The shapeshifter merely glanced at the tied up Dean, glaring deadly holes into him. "She's mine..!" he hissed at Dean, leaving the cold room.

Looking around the room, he saw the bodies of the other men, too late to save them. Philip however, laid unconscious on the floor. Dean could see however that the Shapeshifter had injured Philip greatly and that if he did not get any help right away, he could die. Frantically working at the ropes, Dean could only hope that Sam would get to Y/n on time. (However, Sam was fast asleep, blissfully unaware of what had happened).

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Y/n didn't think it was normal of 'Adam' to come knocking at her door, especially at the middle of the night when the store was most definitely closed. She peaked from the safety of her window, using her magic to be invisible just in case she were to be spotted.

'Adam' was filled with possessive thoughts that automatically told Y/n something was wrong. As she shuffled through 'Adam's' memories, she found that most were not there, some floating around, the most recent one being tied up in some kind of basement.

"Hey Miss Y/n...? Are you here?" a shy astral ghost of a child appeared behind her. It was a ghost Y/n had met recently a few weeks ago. At the voice, Y/n moved away from the window and reappeared. "Yes, dear?"

The child stumbled back a bit in surprise but quickly calmed down, looking at her. "Remember how I said what I wanted most was for my dad to visit my grave at least once?"

"Yes?" Y/n whispered quietly back to the child, motherly instincts taking over as she looked at the child gently.

"I changed my mind. He needs help right now. That's what I want most. For dad to live." The ghost child looked at Y/n with determination and Y/n couldn't help but answer their plea.

"Lead the way."

Sneaking out of the house via the backdoor, Y/n followed the ghost child to the other side of town, going into the forest near their town and was led to a cabin. Inside the cabin was a simple bunk bed and a large chest. Nothing inside the cabin seemed to have been used in a while. The only thing that indicated someone- something lived here was the vase filled with yellow flowers at the window sill.

"Here. He's down there." The ghost pointed at the chest, before floating through it and disappearing. Using her magic, Y/n easily pulled the chest out of the way and revealed a passageway with a ladder heading straight down into the darkness. Not seeing her ghost friend, Y/n continued heading down, deeper and deeper until she reached the floor.

It was cold down here. The lights were dim and flickered occasionally, but it was clear that it was being powered by electricity somehow. "This way, this way." The ghost child urged, pointing down the hallway.

Quickly, Y/n rushed, her footsteps echoing as she ran. As she made it to the end of the hallway she saw two corpses, an unconscious Philip and Dean who was looking at her in shock.

"So I'm guessing you're the real 'Adam'?" Y/n asked, although already knowing the answer. She went towards him, untying the ropes as fast as she could. Before Dean could suspect her or say anything Y/n continued to speak, "There was someone who looked like you at my door, but when I zoomed in with my phone to check who it was from the window, your eyes were white." Y/n lied, using the information she knew about shapeshifters to her advantage, "I'm pretty sure that's not exactly normal."

Dean grinned, "Sweetheart, there's a lot of things that aren't normal."

Picking up Philip, the two rushed out of the cabin, not willing to stay any longer to face the shapeshifter. Dean didn't have any gear, and he couldn't risk the lives of two innocent people. However, they didn't make it very far as the Dean clone confronted them in the forest, staring intensely at Y/n.

"Ma'am, back away from the shapeshifter, right now! Don't let it trick you!" the Dean clone shouted at Y/n. If Y/n couldn't read minds, she surely would have felt conflicted right now as Dean also told her,

"He's trying to trick you. Trust me, I'm the real deal. I- I know that sounds bad- but I promise. I'm a hunter. My real name is Dean."

The Dean clone took a step closer causing Y/n to turn to him. "Don't come closer. Mr. Philip needs help right now. I don't care whoever you are as long as he gets help."

Dean, taking advantage of the standstill, grabbed Y/n's hand and started to run, carrying Philip. The motel was nearby, hopefully they could make it and grab Sam's attention somehow.

But the clone was fast. Y/n's eyes narrowed as her other arm was grabbed and she decided that she's had enough. Using her magic she blasted the shapeshifter back. Dean looked at her in shock and fear, but Y/n didn't mind. Those kinds of looks weren't new to her.

"Dean you're a hunter. Do I have to kill the guy or no?" Y/n asked, snapping Dean out of it.

"You're a witch-"

"It's a yes or no question Dean." Y/n snapped, watching blankly as the shapeshifter stood up and began to approach them again, angered.

Taking a step, it jumped at Dean, causing Dean to blurt out a quick "yes!" before the shapeshifter was stopped, floating mid-jump at Dean. The shapeshifter turned to ashes in front of his eyes and Dean turned to look at Y/n with an impassive look.

"I've heard that hunters usually kill witches or anything supernatural, but please get Mr. Philip help first before you decide to kill me."

And with that, Y/n left to her small store, packing up her things in a dimensional pocket. She trusted that Dean would get Philip the help he needed. She just needed to get out of here. If she couldn't convince Dean to not kill her, she would go to another world before he could.

As she quickly finished packing up, the small ghost child appeared before her.

"Thank you for saving dad." the shy ghost looked at the ground, as if blushing from embarrassment.

"It's no problem dear. He was important to you, right? It's important to always care and look out for family." Y/n looked at the ghost kindly, recalling her own family. Reaching out her hand to hold the young ghost's, Y/n gently whispered to them. "I believe it's time for you to rest now, dear."

A reaper appeared next to them, patiently waiting.

"...Will it hurt?"

Y/n smiled at the ghost, reassuring them, "It won't. It'll feel like waking up from a dream."

The shy ghost hugged her tightly, thanking her, before taking the hand of the reaper and disappearing with it. Y/n sighed, relieved that the child was finally at peace. At least they could have the peace Y/n longed for. A gun clicked behind her head. Y/n didn't turn around.

"Explain."

From the voice, Y/n could tell it was the taller brother. 'Larry,' or Sam, had seen, or rather heard the whole interaction. From what he could tell, Y/n was talking to an invisible ghost or spirit and helped it move on to the afterlife. A much different tactic to their usual salt and burn.

"About who I am or what I just did?" Y/n asked.

"Both." Dean came in behind Sam, staring at the witch.

"Hm, well... I'm from a different universe..."

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It wasn't easy, but Sam and Dean believed her story. But even after that they didn't completely trust her, which was understandable. But at least they liked her enough to keep calling to use her books for research, to get extra information for hunts, or for Dean to just get a pie (he would never admit it but Y/n's pies were the best he's ever had).

Y/n was allowed to live in her small town, as long as she promised not to kill anyone or the brothers swore to come back to kill her. But as they kept calling her over and over again to help with more and more hunts, she found herself being invited to live in the Bunker with them.

Some days were odd.

Some days the brothers seemed like they hated her and everything witches.

But most days they enjoyed her company. They enjoyed that there was something out there that was supposed to be bad, but was actually good.

And ever so slowly they got used to her magic.

One time Dean had walked in on her using magic in the kitchen. Tools and ingredients were flying places, a bowl was stirring itself. Y/n was at the oven taste testing some sort of soup. Dean felt like he was having a Harry Potter moment. At Dean's awkward cough, Y/n jumped back slightly and lifted her head.

"Oh! Sorry, were you hungry? Um... the kitchen is kinda occupied right now, but you could have this pie!"

At her words, a pie found itself in a very happy Dean's hands. "What are you making?"

"Some miso soup. I was craving it so I decided to make it. I didn't want to go out."

"So then where'd you get this pie?"

"Oh, I had a feeling you were going to want one later, so I made it earlier!"

Touched by her kindness, Dean nodded, grateful, but he didn't want to be sappy so he happily left with his pie. Y/n chuckled to herself as she heard Dean's thoughts praising her and her pie.

Sam had come to enjoy their conversations on the supernatural. As he had found out, despite being a witch, Y/n had very basic knowledge on the supernatural world and mostly got her information from her books. So, Sam had taken it upon himself to teach Y/n about the most common and dangerous, and most importantly how to kill it.

Sam had been very careful to teach Y/n about the witch-killing spell and bullets. He had nearly freaked when Y/n went and held a bullet, observing it closely before taking it apart with her magic.

"-so these are the bullets and- WAIT NO Y/N IT'LL KILL YOU!" Sam panicked, lunging towards her as Y/n took the bullet apart. Hearing the yell, Dean came running.

"What's happening!?"

At that moment Sam crashed into the couch Y/n was sitting on as she dodged him.

Y/n chuckled, "I'm fine, this won't hurt me. You told me the ingredients, remember? When combined together, yes, they do kill witches. But they won't kill witches like me."

Y/n poked at the bullet before putting it back together and placing the bullet in the case, which Sam immediately closed and put away. "Let's not do that again. E-Even if it won't- I just, I don't want to risk it."

Seeing how much she had made Sam worry, Y/n put her hand gently on Sam's. "I'm sorry Sam. I didn't mean to worry you."

Sam sighed, gently clasping Y/n's hands, "It's alright... you're good. I just... don't want..."

"I know... thank you..." Y/n smiled.

"Aww, look at the two love birds~ get a room already!"

"DEAN SHUT UP!"

However there was a day that Y/n truly treasured. It was the day that both brothers finally put their complete trust in Y/n. This happened during a hunt.

They had quickly figured out it was a ghost and brought Y/n with them so they could finish up quick, but the ghost was more tricky to deal with than they had originally thought.

The ghost was a woman who had been cremated, so there were no remains they could burn. They still had to identify what object the ghost was attached to. It had moved from city to city, so it must have been an object easy to bring along.

Quite easily they could tell it was a vengeful spirit as there was a pattern going on. Mothers were the target, whether they still had kids or not didn't matter apparently. As long as you were a mother at one point (or pregnant), the ghost would come and attack. From what they could get as pretending to be the FBI, the children had seen the ghost that attacked their moms, but the description of the ghost varied from child to child. One thing stayed consistent however, the ghost never touched the kids. At times the ghost had reassured them that everything was okay, that she would take care of them.

As they researched (Sam and Y/n researched, Dean ate on the motel bed), Y/n couldn't help but feel... worried? Sympathetic?

Just from looking at the ghost's targets, Y/n could tell the ghost was a mother at one point in their lives. The ghost was like her, desperate to find and keep her family. Her children. But unlike the ghost, Y/n had learned how to grow from the pain. She had reached the acceptance part in the 5 stages of grief. Yes, she missed her husband and children, but she continued on, knowing that they would be loved and would continue to be loved.

Noticing Y/n spacing out, Dean called out to her. "Hey witchy, you doing okay?"

Y/n looked up at him, "I think I need a break. I'm gonna go for a walk. Wanna come? Sam?"

Dean leaned further into the pillows, "Nah, I'm just gonna relax here."

Sam scowled, "Or you could be helpful and come over here!" to which Dean let out another "nope!" before turning his music up even louder. Sam groaned, "I'm good Y/n, I want to keep researching."

Nodding Y/n left the motel room, taking in the fresh air as she walked.

What she didn't know was that the object the ghost was attached to was in their motel room, and Y/n had left the brothers just before chaos happened.

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Not sure if I want to keep writing this because it was just a quick thought I had. Let me know if you'd like a part 2! 

Edit: Part 2 has been posted!

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Avengers x Fem Reader (Platonic)

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Avengers x Fem Reader (Platonic) Peter is technically not an Avenger, but he's there too.

Requested: Nope

Not edited. Can't be bothered.

Reader is known amongst the Avengers as the calmest one in the group. When they want to feel calm or want to cool down they just hang out with her. But other than that, they find that after knowing her for a long time, they have never seen Reader angry. The task? How long will it take until Reader finally breaks and gets angry after a few harmless pranks and teasing?

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(Avengers Tower)

"Y/N!"

The sudden call of her name made the (hair colored) girl turn around, finding an approaching figure running towards her.

"Peter what's wrong?"

Peter stopped right in front of her looking guilty. "I'm really sorry.. The Spiderman drawing you gave me- during a- I-"

"Peter, calm down. Just tell me what happened."

"I- I brought the drawing you made of me to school to show Ned and MJ because MJ wanted some drawing inspiration and Ned thought it was cool by the way- But then after that I was out as Spiderman after school because there was a bad guy so I left my bag in an alleyway. Some things led to another and it might have gotten destroyed...

I'M SORRY! I knew you spent a lot of time making it and it looked really good and professional and-"

"Kid, calm down. Y/n isn't going to get angry at you just for that." Peter and Y/n turned their heads to the figure at the living room door. Tony Stark. He walked passed them to the kitchen as Y/n sighed and nodded before looking back at Peter.

"He isn't wrong-"

"Of course I'm right-"

"Tony shush, I'm speaking right now.. I'm not mad at you at all Peter. Besides, I scan all the drawings I finish so I could always send you another copy."

Peter sighed in relief before giving Y/n a tight hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou-"

"Don't you have somewhere to be right now kid?" Tony interrupted, causing Peter to let go before nervously smiling.

"Yes, I- urm. I'm going to go now. See you later Mr. Stark! Y/n!" Peter rushed out the door as Tony raised an eyebrow.

"Since when did he start calling you Y/n?"

"Since I asked him too instead of calling me by my hero name outside of work. Well, I've got some paperwork to get done. See you Tony."

It was the afternoon and coincidentally, all of the Avengers, minus Y/n, were hanging out in the living room. It was pure chaos. Fighting over tv rights, couch rights, annoying fellow Avengers, Bruce almost turning green, etc. And it was creating a big mess as well. But all the fighting came to an end when they all heard the clearing of a throat.

Y/n stood there at the doorway, looking unimpressed with her fellow Avengers while scanning the mess. Then, she just left, leaving the room in a state of sudden calmness. The Avengers all returned to their senses and found themselves sitting, just relaxing in the sudden calm atmosphere. Well, until Clint spoke up and point out what was left unspoken.

"I don't think I've ever seen Y/n angry before."

It was silent as all the Avengers thought over those words before Steve huffed. "I don't think I want to witness Y/n ever being angry." Some nodded in agreement to Steve's words.

"But I kind of want to see what it would be like." Spoke Tony. And you know when Tony is suddenly interested it would have turned into a competition, which is what happened.........

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