Tony
You were sitting on the couch in the lounge of the tower one afternoon, scrolling through some Tony Stark x Readers on your Wattpad, because why not? . "Whatcha reading?" Someone asked from behind you, making you flinch. Instantly, you closed the tab you were on after seeing Tony standing next to you with a sly smirk. "Nothing! It's nothing!" You panic, tucking your phone back in your pocket. "Really? Cause whatever it was, you seemed to be really into it. Lemme see," he said, trying to get your phone. "No! You really don't want to, trust me!" You said, holding your phone away as you backed up. "What's so secretive you have on there that you can't even show me?" He asked with a chuckle, finally snatching your phone. "No!" You were only panicking because some of those Tony x Readers were ones that you happened to have written yourself. And god if he ever found those..."What's a...Wattpad?" He asked. Your face turned red, hoping that he hadn't found out your story yet. "You write?" He asked, clicking on something. "NO!" You shouted, trying to snatch your phone back. He walked away with it with a smirk and continued reading. "You wrote a story about me? How adorable!" He teased with a smirk, clicking on the first chapter. Your face turned even more red, if that was possible. To your surprise, he didn't even laugh or smirk at it. "This is...surprisingly accurate, actually. You're an insanely amazing writer, (y/n), how come you never told me?" He said. You raised an eyebrow in confusion when he didn't burst out laughing at it, or began making insulting jokes about it. "I...I thought you'd make fun of me, to be honest," you shrugged sheepishly. "I would never," He said, giving you a peck on the cheek. "I love you," he smiled. "I love you too."

Steve
You were reading a Steve fanfic on your laptop and decided to go get a cup of coffee, otherwise you'd fall asleep and never find out if Steve actually does have feelings for you or not! You froze when you noticed your husband sitting at your laptop, reading the story you had open. "Stevie?" You asked with a slight smirk. He didn't even bother looking up because he was interested. "Hey, Cap!" You wave your hand in front of his face, finally getting his attention. "(Y/n), you wrote this?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Oh no. He found the story you wrote on him on your account! "Uhh..." you blushed like mad, and he smiled. "You're so adorable, I love you." He pulled you into a hug and kissed your forehead. "I love you too, Stevie." You smiled back and blushed a little.

Thor
Thor was sitting in the lounge, reading one of his new books, when you received a notification that someone commented on your Wattpad story. Seeing that you left your phone out, and Thor being curious, he put his book down to read it. Y/N writes? He thought to himself as he logged onto your account that was open. He noticed your Thor Imagines book, and got distracted reading them. Some were requests from other fans, and some were your own that you came up with. He smiled to himself as he read them. "Hey!" You shouted, noticing he was on your phone. He flinched slightly, not realizing you were there. You snatched it from him, and your eyes widened when your Wattpad was open. "Please tell me you weren't on my Wattpad!" You begged. "I was, in fact I was reading a very good book called Thor Imagines, I believe? They were amazing! I would much like to meet the author of this story," he smiled charmingly. Your face turned a bright red, embarrassed as heck. "Lady (y/n), why did you never tell me you had such talent for writing?"
"I-i was worried you would laugh at my stories, honestly."
Thor looked somewhat offended that you said that. "I would never laugh at your writing, (y/n). You're amazing at it, and I mean that." He smiled and pulled you into a hug.

Peter P.
Peter was staring at his phone, not bothering to look up. "Hey, Peter! Helloooo, I asked you what the answer to number 7 was?" You asked, waving your hand in his face to get his attention. You, Ned, Peter and MJ were sitting at your lunch table and Peter found a couple of fanfics written on him on Wattpad, let's just say he was addicted. "H-Huh? Oh! My bad. Er...I got 14.7 centimeters." He explained, looking at his math homework next to him. "Thanks. Hey, what's so on your phone anyway that you're so obsessed with?" You asked him, starting to pull away his phone. "Hey! No!" He pleaded, trying to take it back. "I was in the middle of that!" He pouts. "AWWW! You're reading fanfiction about yourself?! You nerd!" You teased, making him blush slightly. "No! Am not!" He argued. "Give it back!" You chuckle as he snatched his phone from you, wanting to read more fanfictions on himself.