Holding Out For A Hero (Avengers x Singer!Reader)

Holding Out For a Hero

www.youtube.com/watch?v=EasWdq…

You glanced out at the table where your friends currently sat. All the Avenger men met your gaze. You smiled and began to sing.


Where are all the gods?

Thor stared at you, wondering if this was directed at him. He was certainly more than a good man, and he was an Asgardian God. You had become very good friends with him, and he often shared his Pop-tarts with you. Incredibly powerful, handsome, and a prince. What more could you be looking for?

He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast, and he's gotta be fresh from the fight

Pietro Maximoff and the former Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes, nodded along to the song. Strong, check. Fast, check. Fresh after a fight, check. Both of them got along fairly well with you. You also had a dry sense of humor, like both of them. They smirked.

He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon, and he's gotta be larger than life

Bruce straightened his glasses, trying to steel his nerves. The shy scientist had asked you to work with him in his lab some time ago, and you helped him to stay calm when Tony tried to make the other guy come out. It was something that had endeared you to him, and he knew you felt the same.

Somewhere just beyond my reach

Clint kept his eyes locked on you, refusing to look away. You were best friends with Natasha, and you had played many a prank on him as a result. He thought you were absolutely incredible, even if you weren't an assassin like him.

It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

Tony took another drink as Steve sat back in his chair. Steve Rogers wasn't someone to think too highly of himself, but Superman was definitely directed at him. And Tony Stark was the exact opposite, knowing that he was the only one who was going to sweep you off your feet.

I would swear that there's someone somewhere, watching me

Loki hadn't wanted to come to this strange Midgardian event, but the longer he sat there, the more he thought that maybe it wasn't a complete waste of his time. He'd been looking for a queen for some time to rule beside him when he finally usurped his brother, and you seemed to fit the bill nicely. But still, he inclined his head slightly to make the others think he wasn't interested.

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light

You finished off the song, earning a standing ovation from your friends in the back of the room. You smiled and nodded your head.

“Thank you, everyone. I'm glad you enjoyed that. But, about those requests.....”


~~~~~After the Show~~~~~

No one had seen you after the show, and your admirers were becoming a bit antsy. They had split off to try and find you before the others could, but they had resorted to working together after several minutes. They were huddled backstage, trying to think of where they hadn't checked.

“She has to be here,” Steve said. “Pietro, do another check.” He sped off to make absolutely sure you weren't anywhere around.

“I already checked the bar,” Tony said.

“And the servers haven't seen her,” Bruce told them.

“Not on the catwalk,” Clint reported as he joined the group.

“She is not hiding in the green room,” Thor said.

“Or in her dressing room,” Loki added. The others stared at him for several seconds.

“Still nothing,” Pietro said as he joined his comrades.

“Shh! You guys hear that?” Bucky hissed. They all fell silent, and that's when they heard it. You, laughing. The back door to the club was cracked open, and that's where the sound was coming from. They all glanced around to make sure no one had slipped out.

“If we're in here, who's making her laugh like that?” Clint asked. Everyone scrambled for the door.



You were leaning against the wall when you heard the door burst open. You jumped, glancing over to see who was making all the racket.

“Oh, hi guys. Is everything okay?” you asked, looking between them. They stared at you in confusion. You were alone. So, who had you been laughing with?

That was when they saw something move on the wall behind you. The Avengers started scrambling to attack the stranger.

You threw up your hands and shielded the stranger with your body.

“Hey, hey! What's going on?” you demanded. “Do you want to kill Peter?!”

“Peter?” they repeated. You nodded as the shape moved into the light, revealing Peter Parker with a white button up thrown over his spandex suit. He had his mask in his hand, and he grinned sheepishly at them.

“Hey, guys. Wasn't (Y/N) amazing tonight?” he asked, putting his arm around your waist.

“I'm just glad you actually made it,” you replied, smiling up at him. You moved in for a kiss when Tony stopped you.

“Wait, wait, wait! He's the hero you were singing about?” You nodded.

He cleared his throat. “Thor, if you would.” The Asgardian lifted his hammer and grinned devilishly.

Peter's eyes widened. “Always nice to see you guys.” He gave you a quick peck on the cheek and backed up a few paces.

“Sorry I can't stay.” And with that, he shot a web at a nearby building and disappeared.

The Avengers raced after him. “If we can't have her, no way you can!”