#imagines

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IMAGINE: BEING AN AVENGER, AND WANDA BEGGING YOU NOT TO LEAVE AFTER SHE CATCHES YOU PACKING YOUR BAGS AFTER THE SOKOVIA ACCORDS.

Wanda’s head is spinning as she walks through the corridors of the Avengers compound. After the very intense meeting over the Accords, Wanda feels herself at a loss for what to do, and during moments like these, she always finds herself gravitating towards you for help.

She hopes you’ll be awake despite the late hour, and she quietly knocks at your door, hand hesitating as she notices light coming from the bottom of your door. She listens, hears quiet shuffling, but no response. She knocks again, before calling out, “y/n?”

She pushes the door open, eyes widening as she sees your belongings packed into bags around your bed. You look up, letting out a heavy sigh as you meet Wanda’s shocked gaze, and you slump over the edge of your bed. She sits beside you, stammering, “Where… where are you going?”

“I’m leaving.” you simply say, and Wanda gulps. “I can’t agree with these Accords, Wanda, I can’t. Steve is right, this document just takes away our freedom.”

“You can’t leave, y/n.” Wanda blurts, desperation laced in her tone. Her voice is trembling, and she pleads, “Don’t leave me, y/n. You can’t just run away.”

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IMAGINE: BEING AN AMERICAN INTERN WHO’S WORKING WITH MOLLY AND MEETING SHERLOCK FOR THE FIRST TIME.

“Molly, I need—” Sherlock bursts into the lab, startling both you and Molly as you look up from your test tubes. Sherlock raises an eyebrow at you, slowly approaching the two of you as he places a folder down on the countertop, before he finally asks, “Who are you?”

You blink at him, taken aback by his directness. “Who are you?”

Sherlock scoffs, taking note of your accent as he shakes his head. “Oh, the classic American ignorance.” 

“Excuse me?” you splutter, and Molly quickly inserts herself between the two of you before conflict can arise. “I—”

“Sherlock, this is y/n, my new intern.” Molly quickly informs, and you reluctantly press your lips into a flat line as Sherlock looks you up and down. Nervously looking to you, Molly continues, “y/n, this is Sherlock Holmes.”

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IMAGINE: BEING IN LOVE WITH WANDA, DESPITE KNOWING THAT SHE LOVES VISION. 

There’s something in the way that Wanda looks at Vision, that loving gaze so full of indescribable happiness. You know that look because you look at her the exact same way. You can see it in her eyes, the special joy she feels that’s reserved for Vision and Vision only. It hurts you, seeing her so happy when you wish she would look at you the same way, but knowing that she never would, no matter how much love you feel for her.

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IMAGINE: ASKING BUCKY FOR A CAT AND HIM RELUCTANTLY GETTING ONE FOR YOU.

“What’ve you got there?” you ask, looking up from the couch upon hearing Bucky enter the apartment, a large bag slung over his shoulders. You raise an eyebrow as Bucky sits beside you, wordlessly unzipping the bag. You peer inside, eyes widening as you see a cat staring up at you, and you let out a delighted squeal, “Oh my God!” 

Bucky tries to suppress his smile as you gently stroke the cat. You had been begging him for one for months now, constantly pestering him despite his refusal. The cat peeks its head out of the bag, looking up at Bucky before leaning its head up against his hand, and you beam at Bucky as you remark, “I think it likes you.” 

Bucky gingerly begins to pet it, and it lets out a quiet purr as Bucky finally lets his smile crack through his expression.

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IMAGINE: TONY FORCING YOU TO GO TO ONE OF HIS FANCY GALA PARTIES.

“Can we go please?” you whine, tugging at your formal outfit while Tony sips on his drink beside you. He scoffs at this, swirling his drink in the ice as he raises an eyebrow.

“We just got here.” Tony deadpans. “Besides, I’m the host. I can’t bail at my own party.”

“You suck.” you scowl, folding your arms across your chest. You already knew you were going to hate this, being dragged to one of Tony’s galas and him not really giving you much of a choice. You have no desire to mingle, to make small talk with all these people you don’t know. You don’t know how Tony can manage it, all the socialising, and you pout at Tony as he can’t help but chuckle at your dismal expression.

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IMAGINE: GOING WITH REY TO AHCH-TO TO FIND YOUR FATHER, LUKE. 

Something swells inside your chest, a whole host of emotions you can’t describe. Rey can see the conflict on your face, the nervousness and the excitement and the anticipation all building up inside of you. She reaches out, giving your shoulder a squeeze, trying to flash you a reassuring smile as she nods at you.

The two of you continue your climb, and you wonder what your father will say to you have the two of you have been separated for so long. You almost fainted when the map to find Luke was finally complete, so overwhelmed with the fact that you’d be reunited with your father. And now, you could barely breathe as you inch closer and closer to the top.

Your breath hitches as suddenly, there he is. His cloaked figure turned away from you as you and Rey exchange glances. You step forward, your voice barely audible as you call out, “Father?”

Luke turns. His eyes lock with yours. And you suddenly feel whole again knowing that you’ve finally found your father.

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IMAGINE: BEING BB-8′S MECHANIC AND POE FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU.

“What’s up buddy?” Poe asks, crouching down to BB-8′s level as the droid chirps excitedly at him. Poe tilts his head, spluttering, “What, you need to go visit y/n again? You just saw them last week!” 

Poe looks up, his face getting hot as he sees you a short distance away, working away at another droid. As one of the Resistance’s best mechanics, you’re often busy working on something, and Poe can’t help but feel his heart skip a beat in his chest as you happen to look up and flash him a smile. Not only are you responsible for BB-8′s repairs, and the only person Poe really trusts with BB-8, he’s also developed feelings for you.

Before Poe can protest, feeling as though he’s not ready to interact with you, BB-8 has already whizzed off, barrelling towards you. Letting out a groan as Poe begins to suspect this is one of BB-8′s matchmaking schemes, Poe chases after the droid as he yells, “BB-8! Wait up!”