BUCKY:
Due to his metal arm, Bucky was uncomfortable in most public situations, a dinner date or something similar included. So he took you to the cinema. Luckily Jurassic World had just started showing at the IMAX and Bucky got early tickets.

You were so excited as you waited to go in, Bucky was too (you'd marathoned the old films all the previous night and into the day) but not as much. He just didn't quite see the attraction of Chris Pratt like you did.

Half-way through the movie, Bucky put his arm over your shoulder using the 'stretching' technique. You suppressed a giggle and leant into his side.

At the end of the movie you were raving about it, Bucky had also enjoyed it immensely and agreed to get a Chinese takeout to eat at his and Steve's place in Brooklyn, before he walked you home.

On the walk back to yours Bucky put his arm back around you, less nervous this time than in the cinema. It was by far the best movie date you had ever been on, and Bucky made it your best first date as well.

LOKI:
Knowing that most people in New York City and the surrounding states wouldn't like to know Loki was back, you expected a quiet date somewhere he could blend in. You were utterly surprised then when he knocked at your door with two suitcases in hand and wearing a light-weight, dark green t-shirt with his black skinny jeans, and dark sunglasses.

"What are you doing, Loki?" You asked, concerned that he had actually gone mad. He passed you one of the suitcases, empty by the weight of it.

"Go pack, light clothing, and you might want to change. We're going away." He smiled, then looked you up and down as if to make a point. You looked down and noticed you were still in your Iron Man onesie [I don't know if they actually do those, but they should.]. You blushed, shut the door behind him and ran up the stairs to your bedroom.

You spent a good 30 minutes packing and re-packing. 'It would have helped if he'd told me where we're going.' You thought to yourself as you pulled on a pair of shorts and a tank top.

Back downstairs, you found Loki flicking through what looked like a travel book and making disappointed noises.

"What'cha lookin' at?" You asked, sidling up to him. Loki quickly put it away before you saw what it was.

"Ready? Let's go."

****

After a long taxi ride to the airport, you figured you were going to one of the southern states. When you got inside, Loki lead you over to a desk at the far side.

As you walked over, hand-in-hand with Loki, you counted the states off in your head as you went past the flights to those, getting more and more confused as you walked down. 'I'm pretty sure I would have needed heavier clothing for Alaska' You thought, now blindly following Loki.

He finally stopped and got out a pair of plane tickets and two passports.

"Since when did a God have a passport?" You asked, eyes wide as you stared at the cover. "And how did you get mine?!"

"God. Remember?" He smirked, making you melt slightly inside.

"Where are we going?" You asked, Loki still hadn't let you look at the book.

"Look up." He smiled as he watched your eyes widen and a huge grin spread across your face.

Loki was taking you to Italy.

You squeeled and threw yourself at Loki, wrapping your arms tightly around him, before remembering who it was.

"I-i'm sorry, i-" you mumbled, pulling yourself away and looking at your feet.

Loki lifted your chin with his finger. It had taken him by surprise, but he found he liked your embrace. "It was fine, my Lady."

Just then, the doors opened for boarding and you were taken over by excitement again.

The week-long trip was great and Loki knew Italian so there wasn't much of a language-barrier. You visited many places including Rome before you had to leave. Loki was the best company you could have wished for, especially when he was whispering mocking remarks in your ear when you visited the Vatican.

PIETRO:
A/N: (y/f/c) = your favourite casual- for the outfit.

Pietro was very nervous for his first date with you. But while Pietro filled himself with worry, Wanda commended you on the fact you were the first person Pietro desperately wanted to make things right for, other than his sister.

A week passed, and you had barely seen Pietro; just a few glimpses of light bluey silver as he ran from room to room. Then one day, you opened your door in Stark Tower to find a little note half pushed underneath it.

'Meet me outside the entrance at 3pm.' Signed off, Pietro.

You couldn't stop grinning and went back into your room to find something to wear. You opted for (y/f/c) outfit. Noticing it was already 5 minutes to 3, you sped down to the front doors.

Pietro was waiting for you, and smiled when he saw you. He greeted you then picked you up bridal style, before running to Central Park.

Your hair was slightly messed from the air rushing past, and you felt slightly dizzy. Pietro quickly put you down, and sat you on the grass where a picnic was set up. Now you were still, there was only a slight breeze, cooling the warm rays from the sun.

"Looks like I picked a good outfit, huh?" You laughed. Pietro looked slightly bad.

"I didn't even think of that. Urgh, I can't do this, you're way too good for me." You placed your hand on his arm.

"I don't care, I dont mind getting grass stains on this. They'll wash out. And you're a superhero! I am definitely not 'too good' for you." You smiled, assuring him there was no one you would rather be here with than him.

He nodded, and began pouring you a drink, as you started on the snacks. Hours passed and you chatted about various things, finally getting to know each other. As time went on Pietro became much more like his usual jokey , confident self, and you began to like him more and more.

Just as you were finishing, a bright green discus landed at your feet. A young boy quickly came running after it. He stopped however when he saw Pietro. You giggled, and Pietro made the sign for the boy to shush and winked. Just then the boy's father came over to apologise.

"I am sorry about him, you must have reminded him of someone."

"It's ok, I often get mistaken for Quicksilver." Pietro smiled politely, his accent making the boy grin widely. "If you'd like, we could join in?" He asked the boy, who began begging his father.

Another hour passed and the boy and his father were about to head home.

"Thanks for playing, it's much more fun with more than two." The father shook yours and Pietro's hands. "What might I call you?"

"I'm (Y/N)." You supplied.

"I'm Peter." Pietro said, sending the boy another quick wink, before saying goodbye.

Turning away, you smiled up at Pietro who was also smiling. He looked down and took your hand in his, as you walked back to Stark Tower.

A/N: So there's part two! I hope these were all ok, I know some of them have been quite short compared to others, and for that I apologise. If you want my writing Tumblr is the-fountain-quill and I'll be posting the avenger one-shots on there as well as crossovers and supernatural.

You can request onenshots for characters that I'm not doing preferences for (as long as I know them well enough) including Wanda and Natasha, and Amazing Spiderman rebooted characters (finally seen them: OMG).