Assassins-Duty

Oliver Queen: You sit watching a silly cartoon.  You're in a hospital waiting room, waiting for a friend.  Oliver walks in, rushing over to you.  He wraps you in a hug, pressing his lips to the top of your head. Bruce Wayne: You swirl your coffee mug, looking down at the cream mixing with the brown liquid.  Bruce takes the mug from your hand before you can protest, downing a large gulp of the coffee.  He kisses your cheek, handing the mug back. Dick Grayson: Dick is watching a movie with you.  It's late at night.  He slips his arm behind you and you lean into his side.  You laugh at the movie together

A/N: just some drabble I felt like writing….if you’d like me to add anyone, let me know.  I’d be more than happy to:) Also, these are all the movie versions, not comic. Steve Rogers (Captain America):  He gazes into your eyes, slipping his hand along the curve of your neck.  Then he leans in slowly, pressing his lips to yours.  The kiss is long and deep, showing how much he cares for you. Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier):  Bucky slips his metal hand under your shirt and across your bare stomach.  When he sees you shiver he grins and leans in for a kiss, his hair falling around both of your faces, creating a private moment. B

Part Two: You wrapped your (f/c) fluffy bathrobe around your shivering figure, nestling into the warm, comfy fabric. Carefully sliding into your furry slippers, you padded down the stairs of your home, smiling at the thought of a steaming cup of hot chocolate in one hand, and the TV remote in the other. As you walked into the kitchen, you gazed at the harsh wind outside, blowing even the strongest of trees to its knees. 7:05 pm, you thought, glancing at the clock on the wall. Barry should have been here over an hour ago. You sighed. It looked like you would have to watch yet another season of Sherlock alone. This was the fifth time in a row

You run and run.  You can hardly breath, but you can't stop.  You race through the dark, windy streets, praying, hoping for someone.  Anything.  You can hear the heavy footsteps behind you, of someone chasing.  You feel something drip down your face, but you can't stop and wipe it away. Every second counts.  You can't remember how long you had been running.  But you have a stitch in your side and your chest burns. You know it's been at least a few blocks.  Ever since that man decided your purse wasn't enough.  You hit him with it as hard as you could, and you've been running since.  If you eve

“The sky is beautiful tonight, isn't it Logan?” You called to man that laid so close by your side. "Logan?" When he refrained from replying, you slowly turned over to face him. The cool spring grass graced you skin as you propped your head up slightly to look to him upon him. As you pulled yourself ever closer to his side you noticed Logan had fallen into a deep state of sleep. His chest rose and fell in a slow manner as he dozed in a peaceful manner beside you. His arms crossed behind his head as he laid by you. Slowly you shifted yourself closer to him as you examined him more thoroughly. His features were gorgeous within y

Two fluorescent, red eyes gazed at you from a distance. You turned your swords around in your hands, ready to attack. Thor’s steady breathing next to you echoed in your ears. You would have rather done this on your own, but Fury had insisted you would work in a team. You looked around you, seeing at least a dozen more eyes gazing at you. Thor had told you to stay behind the wall, waiting for them to attack first, but you were getting impatient. The sooner this would be over with, the happier you were. Without listening to any of Thor’s objections you ran out of hiding, a battle cry welling from your throat. Within seconds you we

‘Avengers assemble!’ Nick Fury’s voice echoed through Stark Tower. ‘I repeat Avengers assemble!’ You were wobbling nervously on your feet. You had obviously heard of the Avengers after everything that happened in New York the last couple of years, but even though you were a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you had never actually met them. You had only been an agent in training during the attack of New York and when S.H.I.E.L.D. got attacked by Hydra you were knocked unconscious by one of the members of the S.T.R.I.K.E. team. You were one of the few agents Fury still fully trusted. When he had come to you only several days

        He isn't supposed to say he misses it. That's what they taught him in trauma recovery. They taught him to define himself by what he has, value the differences and to make no apologies for what he lacked. For the most part he believed this to be true but that did not change the fact that he would give anything to not only see the sky again but to see you. He wouldn't talk about it for the most part because he knew that there were other ways to see. Matthew Murdock's senses were enhanced at a superhuman level. His hearing was so keen that he could hear people speaking distances away, he could hear people's hearts beating and even someo

You let yourself into the flat you share with Matt, smiling to yourself as you think of how surprised your boyfriend will be when he returns home and finds that you have come back from your trip early. You haven’t been away for long—four days to be accurate—and you had managed to extract a promise from Matt before leaving that he will not get himself too badly injured while you’re away. He had acknowledged the necessity for caution in your absence with a smile because you are the one who patches him up when his fights go south and equally as important is his knowledge of how much you will worry about him while you are