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The Tower - Under the Table

The Tower - Under the Table

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Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 4585

Warnings: smut (ten personal bixexual orgy, oral sex, vaginal fingering, anal sex, some use of powers, blindfolds)

Synopsis: It’s Elly’s birthday, and after dinner the group have their own special kind of party game, one where they find out how well they know each other, and who can keep a good poker face.

Author’s Note: Long time no update! I’ve been writing really slow at the moment. But I am still doing these if you have requests. This one was Requested by bubsanddoll21 on Wattpad. You can send in your requests too.

Takes place between The Tower and The Holiday Special

Under the Table

In the early days of my relationship with the Avengers, it was a rare event that all of us had a meal together at a table. Ten people at a table felt more like a dinner party than a date. Sitting around on the couches just felt more familiar and comfortable. So when we did sit down to eat, it was a special occasion.

This one was my birthday.

The others had wanted to do something special, so they decorated the conference room and Bucky, Sam, and Wanda had cooked a large meal. It was nice and at the point where most of us had finished eating, Tony leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head. “We should have brought some games up with us,” he said. “I could go a few rounds of Cards Against Humanity right now.”

“I could go down and get something,” Steve offered.

“You’re still eating, Steve,” Wanda said. “Someone else can go.”

“Or!” Clint said, waggling his eyebrows. “Or… we could play a different kind of game.”

“Why do I get the feeling that you’re not talking about charades?” Sam asked.

“Because you know me too well, Sammy,” Clint said. “I saw this thing…”

“What have I told you about watching that stuff on the company wifi?” Tony scolded.

Clint smirked at him. “To invite you along when I do,” he teased and stuck his tongue out at Tony. “Anyway, as I was saying; I saw this thing. Someone gets under the table and starts going down on someone. And if the person getting blown or eating out gives it away that it’s happening to them, they have to go under the table. And if someone guesses the wrong person, it’s them. Like a Blow Job Roulette.”

“Okay, that sounds fun,” I said. “Can we?”

There was a murmur around the table, and one by one everyone agreed it sounded like it could be fun.

“Birthday girl goes first,” Sam said.

“Shouldn’t I be the one that gets eaten out first?” I countered.

“But then we’d all know it was you, and you’d just end up under the table,” Sam argued. “You might as well start down there.”

I laughed. The logic was flawed, but I figured it was as good a place as any. “Alright, pants off everyone,” I said, slipping off my chair onto my knees under the table. Everyone shuffled around, some of them just opening their pants and pulling their cocks out, while others stood and pushed their pants all the way down. Wanda and Natasha were both wearing skirts, so they just took off their panties and hoisted up their skirts. It was quite a sight under the table. Nine people all around me, pants down, and legs spread. Some of the men were already half-hard. I looked around, picking my target.

Of all the members of the group, Wanda was calling to me the most. She was wearing thigh-high black socks, heeled boots, and a black skirt that was bunched up. Her legs were spread and the little thatch of pubic hair glistened invitingly.

I crawled over to her, putting my hands on her thighs. She tensed and I ducked my head forward, licking up her slit. I wondered what she looked like right now. How she was hiding what was happening. If she was hiding it. From where I was, it seemed so obvious. Her muscles had clenched and she’d tilted her hips forward. I could even feel a slight shake in her thighs. I couldn’t imagine it not being totally obvious from above the table, but if she was, no one had said anything yet.

I pushed my tongue inside her and flicked it up over her clit, painting little shapes over it. She squirmed and her cunt flooded, and as the tart, musky flavor of her slick filled my mouth, Bucky, Tony, and Clint all called out at once. “Wanda!”

“No fair!” Wanda whined as I pulled away.

“That’s the game, Wanda,” Sam said. “Now under the table.”

I crawled out and wriggled out of my pants as Wanda climbed in under the table. I sat down and nothing seemed to happen for a while. I could hear Wanda moving under the table for a moment, and then after that, it was just the sounds of people picking at the last of the food and random conversation in the group.

All of a sudden Clint yelped and practically rocketed up off his chair. “Wanda!” he scolded. “No powers!”

She got up giggling as everyone burst out laughing. “Did someone get invaded by some pink light?” Tony teased.

“That’s one way to put it,” Clint said as he climbed under the table.

It took a really long time before the next person became clear. I was studying everyone very closely, and the only thing that had me wondering was the slightly bored looks in the eyes of Natasha and Tony. Which made me think it was more likely Tony as he usually dominated the conversation. It wasn’t until his brow furrowed and he moved his hand under the table that I knew for sure it was him.

“Tony!” I yelled, pointing at him. “It’s you!”

“Ah, shit,” Tony said, reaching under the table with both hands and began to rut his hips. “Wait, Clint, I’m nearly done.”

“Hey now,” Steve said. “You can wait like the rest of us.”

Clint made a choked sound and stumbled out from under the table, his eyes watering, and he wiped his mouth. “Jesus,” he cursed. “Tony was a terrible choice.”

“Oh, baby,” Tony said, as he smoothed down his shirt. “The amount of calls I’ve taken while I’ve been balls deep in someone.”

“Alright, alright, get under the table smart ass,” Steve said.

Tony laughed as he climbed under, and I decided on a completely different strategy. I glanced around the table, trying to see if anyone had given it away, but at the same time, I tensed my hands and took in a shaky breath.

“Elly!” Clint, Steve, Natasha, and Sam all said at once.

“No!” I shouted and Bruce groaned. “It’s Bruce!”

“You little…!” Natasha scolded. “That was evil!”

Tony had broken down into laughter under the table and he crawled his way out. “That was awesome,” he said. “Now what? Do all of you have to get under the table?”

“Might I suggest that we alter the game?” Thor asked. “Perhaps, rather than all of us trying to work out who is being pleasured, Lady Elise should be blindfolded and have to work out which of her lovers is pleasuring her.”

“I think that sounds like a fantastic idea,” Natasha said. “If she can guess, then they can make her come. If not, she just gets edged.”

“What do you think of that, Elise?” Steve asked.

I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, please. It is my birthday after all.”

“We might need lube and something to blindfold El with,” Sam said. “I mean - if we’re going to have real fun that is.”

Wanda lifted her loop scarf off over her head, and Tony, Clint, Natasha, and Thor all fished in their pockets and pulled out lube. What was funny was none of them had the same kind of lube. Tony had the warming gel kind, Clint’s was espresso flavored, Natasha’s doubled as a massage gel, and Thor’s was an oil he’d brought from Asgard and came in a delicate-looking, hand-blown glass bottle.

Steve and Wanda approached me as the others started clearing the table. “Let’s get you ready, Elise,” Steve said.

Steve lifted my shirt off over my head and Wanda unfastened my bra. I let the fabric slip down my arms and Steve tossed both it and my bra aside. Wanda kissed me softly and then wrapped the scarf around the top of my head, obscuring my vision. When it was in place properly, and I had assured them I couldn’t see anything, Steve lifted me and put me on the table.

I lay back and lifted my legs, spreading them and resting my feet at the edge of the table. They made me wait a moment, and while I waited, they were clearly not keeping their hands to themselves. There were moans and the soft wet sounds of kissing around me, which only made that wait worse.

My thighs were trembling by the time someone touched me. Right away I knew it was one of the guys and not Natasha or Wanda, and given the fact that he touched me with both hands, and they were both flesh, I knew it wasn’t Bucky either.

There was no preamble. Whoever it was just lunged in and began to lap up the length of the slit. They didn’t even try spreading me with their fingers, rather their tongue pushed between my folds and just got to work. I could feel the scratch of their beard. Yet, even without that, they were very skilled with their tongue. It started wide, sweeping up from my entrance to my clit, and then began to focus on the little but, sending little jolts through me. I didn’t even need the extra sensation of their long hair tickling the insides of my thighs, I knew it was Thor. The size of his hands, the beard, and the technique all screamed the god of thunder to me.

“Mmm… Thor,” I moaned, lifting my hips to meet his mouth.

A deep booming chuckle sounded between my legs and Thor sent a jolt of electricity right through my clit making my body jerk up hard. I nearly came just from that.

“How do you even do that?” Tony laughed. “You are too good at this game.”

“You gotta make me come now,” I said breathlessly, reaching down to tangle my hands into Thor’s hair.

“Don’t worry, lover. I will,” Thor said.

He was good to his word. He pulled my clit between his lips and began to flick his tongue over it. Every now and again, he’d send another spark into it, that made my core muscles clench completely out of my control. It brought me careening to the edge very quickly and the fourth time he did it, the dam burst and I came, arching up hard off the table as my orgasm crashed through me.

“Fucking hell!” I cried out.

“Damn, Thor,” Sam said. “That had to be some kind of record.”

“I am a god, Samuel,” Thor bragged.

There was only a short wait for the next person to move up. It was another one of the men and once again, clearly not Bucky. This person was much more tentative than Thor, spreading my folds with his fingers, and slowly swirling his tongue over them. He was tender and methodical, and it sent a warm buzz through me, oozing out like honey on tiles. There was no beard, and the very faint tickle of the hair on his head on my thighs.

“Bruce,” I moaned, arching my back and lifting one leg so it was draped over his shoulder.

“What the fuck?” Tony cursed. “You’re gonna be having so many orgasms tonight.”

“I know you all too well,” I moaned. “Gonna have to mess up on purpose so I don’t die.”

“Let’s see how you go,” Bruce said and eased two fingers inside me.

Bruce was slower and more methodical about things than Thor, at least initially. He pushed his fingers in deep, touching my g-spot and then stroking over it. As he did, he pulled my clit between his lips and flicked his tongue over it. The louder I moaned the rougher he got, so it wasn’t long before he’d gone from careful and slow, to rough and fast. His fingers hammered into my g-spot, over and over, sending sharp jolts right through me, making it so I couldn’t think straight. Beside me, someone had started having sex, and from the sounds of it, it’d be a while before Clint was down between my legs.

My orgasm peaked and Bruce pushed his fingers against my g-spot and twisted his wrist, and I came, my back arching off the table as I cried out, shuddering with it.

Bruce hummed and pulled away. “Mmm… I love seeing you come,” he hummed, leaning down to kiss me.

I sucked my slick from his lips and he pulled away, running his hand down my stomach and patting my pussy before pulling away. I didn’t have to wait very long before the next person to take their place. Right away I could tell it was one of the women, which narrowed the choice down to two. I almost wanted to just take a shot in the dark and really freak them out. I didn’t even need to though, the slow tease of her fingers up my thighs, and the way she ran her nails over my hips as she leaned in, I knew right away it was Natasha. Not because she always touched me like that, but just that it was uniquely her.

“Natasha!” I said quickly.

She cursed in Russian and Tony burst out laughing, while at least two other people applauded me. I would have taken a bow if I wasn’t flat on my back. “That’s my girl,” Natasha praised and got to work.

Her nimble fingers pushed inside me and immediately pushed against my g-spot. I gasped and bucked up hard against her, but she just pushed my hips back down and continued doing it. She countered the intense pressure of her fingers against that sweet spot inside me with her tongue on my clit. It was intense. I couldn’t focus. Lights popped behind my eyes and each time I tried to say something all that came out was an animalistic cry.

When I came, I gushed, spraying Natasha with my juices as I arched hard on the table. It was so intense, it knocked every conscious thought out of my head and I just oozed down onto the table, breathing heavily, completely forgetting that there were still six more people to go.

“Well done, Mishka,” Natasha praised.“I hope you have more in you.”

I wasn’t so sure. In fact, when the next person stepped up, it took me a moment to realize there was even someone there. Their tongue was lapping up and down my folds before I was truly aware enough to remember I was supposed to be playing a game.

The way they lapped their tongue was almost soothing after the intensity of the last orgasm I had. There was a scratch of beard on my skin, but my foggy head made it hard to think about which beard it could be.

Finally, it clicked into place. No metal hand. That cut out Bucky. Clint and Steve were both clean-shaven. Which just left Tony and Sam. I was sure that Tony would want to torture me after what happened and he wouldn’t be going easy on me at all. “Sam…” I moaned, the sounds completely breathless.

“We should never have doubted you,” Thor said. “This is truly impressive.”

“Are you sure you’re not peeking?” Clint asked.

“Just know you all,” I argued in that same breathless moan.

Sam pulled back and a moment later there was the press of his cock against my cunt. “Let’s make you come a different way,” Sam said.

He lifted my legs so they were up against his chest and he pushed into me. As he started to thrust into me, I gripped the edge of the table to hold myself steady. “Oh fuck,” I moaned. I was so sensitive and overworked, that I knew the next six orgasms would happen really fast. I was going to be completely over-stimulated by the time we were done.

Sam slid his hands down my thighs and onto my cunt, and he began to rub my clit in tight circles. I mewled, arching my back and clenching tight around his shaft. “Oh god, Sam. Please…” I didn’t even know what I was pleading for. I just knew I needed something. More, harder, slow down, be gentle. Or maybe just to stop.

His thumb kept rubbing in tight circles on my clit and thrusting in fast and deep, and very quickly I was brought spiraling to the edge once more. He pinched my clit and I went toppling over, crying out and clenching my teeth as all my muscles clenched up at once.

“Good girl,” Sam praised. “There we go.”

He slipped out of me and I let my legs fall on the table. “You still okay?” he asked.

I nodded and made an incoherent sound. He caressed my cheek and ran his thumb over my bottom lips. “Elise, are you sure?”

I nodded again. “Yeah. I can do this.”

He stepped away and the next hand touched me. Just the right hand, and it slid up my legs and when it reached the apex of my thigh, the thumb ran up and down my slit. Someone might have been just trying to mess with me, but I didn’t think so, and when the person crouched and their long hair teased the inside of my thighs it confirmed it. “Bucky,” I said.

He laughed. “Damn it. I was trying not to give it away.”

“That’s what gave it away,” I said.

“Alright, alright, let’s make you come then,” he said, sounding a lot like he was pouting.

He didn’t even bother to try and go down on me. He just pushed my legs up against my body, lined his cock up to my cunt, and shoved in deep. I gasped as he bottomed out and I felt the sharp sting of the head of his cock hitting my cervix. “Bucky,” I whined.

“Sorry, honey,” he said, backing off a bit. He smoothed his hands down my thighs and began to thrust.

I reached up, grabbing his wrists as he thrust into me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him in as tightly as I could. “Bucky,” I moaned. “Kiss me.”

He wrapped his right arm around my waist and lifted me, so I was sitting on the edge of the table and the cool metal of his thumb brushed over my lips. I parted them, leaning forward as I wrapped my arms around him and pushed my hands into his hair.

He kissed me, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I flicked my tongue forward to meet his and they danced together. Bucky kept thrusting into me and I rolled my hips to meet him. As worked up as I was, I knew I wouldn’t last, but the way this orgasm built felt so different from the past four. It wound around me like a warm blanket. I was engulfed by it, cocooned completely. It heated me from the inside and yet I trembled in Bucky’s arms. He held me close, thrusting in deep and kissing me with a passionate intensity that took my breath away.

When my orgasm washed over me, I threw my head back and clenched tight around me. “Oh god, Bucky,” I moaned.

Bucky’s hips stuttered and he groaned loudly, burying his head in my neck. “Fuck, Elly,” he groaned, suddenly jerking forward and coming inside me.

“Bucky Barnes, you dirty dog,” Clint scolded. “Leaving a mess in there for us to clean up.”

I swatted lazily in Clint’s direction as Bucky started laughing. “Oh like you’re not looking forward to that.”

He pulled out of me and I lay back with a groan. It wasn’t long before someone else was between my legs. They lifted them and spread them wide and then did something that gave them away immediately. They laughed.

“What’s so funny, Tony?” I asked.

“Ah fuck,” he said. “Didn’t even get a chance to trick you. I just had plans to go to town on you.”

“Mean,” he said, reaching for him. “Go on, you gotta give me my prize.”

“Alright, alright,” he said and pushed his cock up against my cunt. “It’s coming and so will you be.”

I laughed, but it was cut short as he shoved inside of me. He thrust in so hard it nearly knocked the wind from me. I cried out and reached above my head. Someone grabbed my hand and I held onto them as Tony began to thrust into me.

He didn’t go easy on me the way Bucky had. He grabbed my legs, held me in place, and just railed into me. “Fuck… fuck… fuck…” I babbled as I was jolted on the table. My fingers tightened around whoever’s hand I was holding. It felt like this orgasm was being hammered into me. Each thrust of Tony’s hips just made it build more and more until I was ready to burst.

It hit me hard, lights popped behind my eyes and I cried out, my hips bucking and my body writhing under him. “Oh fuck yes, Tony!” I mewled.

Tony kept thrusting, fucking me through my orgasm, and with a shudder he came too, moaning as he did. “There you go, Legolas,” Tony teased as he held me in place.

He leaned down and kissed me as he pulled out, and stepped away. A lay on the table breathing heavily, waiting for the next person the move up.

I didn’t have to wait long, and once again, I knew who it was as soon as their hands were on my skin.

“Wanda,” I said.

She giggled. “I knew there was no point trying to trick you. But lucky you, now you get your prize.”

She took her hands off me completely and just as I wondered what she was doing, the warm tingle of her powers touched on my feet and began to wind their way up my leg. It was slow going, and it didn’t settle on my cunt right away, rather, it wrapped its way right around me, making my whole body buzz and tingle.

I whined, squirming on the table. I was still holding someone’s hand, and I gripped it tighter, trying to tether myself to something real.

“Please, Wanda,” I whined, bucking my hips.

She giggled again, but things started to get more focused. It swirled around my nipples, tugging on them, and began to buzz against my clit. I moaned, arching my back and the pressure increased. Every moan I made made her increase the pressure of her powers on me. My nipples hardened almost painfully and a hot current ran right through me from my clit. I was dripping on the table as my cunt clenched around nothing.

It started to feel like some kind of torture. I was so close, and yet she was keeping me hovering there right at the edge. “Please. Please, Wanda. I need … I need…”

“Yes, Elly?” she asked.

“I need to come,” I wailed.

A jolt shot through me, and just like that, I came, arching hard off the table, and screaming as my orgasm rocked through me, making me gush onto the table. It was the most intense orgasm yet, and for a moment everything went black.

When the world returned, I was panting heavily, completely dazed as I rode out the extreme orgasm high.

“Holy shit, Wanda,” Natasha cursed. “That was impressive.”

“Two more left, El,” Steve said. “You sure you’ve got them in you?”

I nodded slowly. “Think so.”

Someone moved up and skimmed the back of their fingers up the insides of my thighs. It was a Clint trick, but not out of Steve’s playbook. Whoever it was leaned in, ghosting his lips up the insides of my soaked thighs. His fingers moved to my cunt, spreading it with his fingers and running his tongue up my slit. There was no beard, but both Clint and Steve were currently clean-shaven, so that didn’t give it away. I really had no idea who was touching me.

I lifted my feet, put them on his shoulders, and flexed my toes. Whoever it was was broad-shouldered and muscular. That didn’t exactly narrow it down either. And just because Steve was broader than Clint, I chose him.

“Steve?” I asked.

“You sure about that, darlin’?” Bucky asked.

“No… but it’s my guess,” I moaned.

Some of the group started clapping. “Well done, that’s all of you. How about Clint and Steve make you come together, so you only have to do one more?” Sam suggested.

I nodded emphatically. “Please.”

Steve moved forward, the thick head of his cock pressing against my cunt. I raised my hips to meet him, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer to me. He pulled back just a little and with a snap of his hips, he sunk in deep.

I gasped and arched my back. As I did, Clint moved up beside me on the table and began to flick his tongue over my clit and play with my breast. The table was jostled beside us and Clint grunted and let out a moan.

“Who’s fucking Clint?” I moaned.

“That’d be me, honey,” Sam replied. “You want to see?”

I nodded. “Please.”

The blindfold was taken off as Steve continued to thrust into me. I blinked at the light and looked around, Taking everything in. Steve was between my legs, holding me in place, his brow furrowed as he fucked me. Clint was half propped on the table, bent over me, licking at my clit and that base of Steve’s cock. Sam was behind him, one hand braced on Clint’s shoulder and the other on his hip as he thrust into him, jostling him against me. The others were spaced around the table. Most just watching. Thor was the one holding my hand, though Wanda was bouncing in his lap, her eyes glowing pink.

Everyone else was just kissing and holding each other as they watched Clint and Steve bring on my final orgasm. Seeing them just added to my pleasure, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

I relaxed back, just letting the pleasure wash over me, It encompassed me completely. But in the end, it wasn’t either Steve or Clint that set my orgasm off, it was Wanda’s orgasm.

She cried out and her powers burst out of her and I was hit by a sudden, intense wave of her pleasure. I came hard, all my muscles clenching at once making me arch violently off the table. I cried out and my vision blacked out for a moment. Wanda’s orgasm must have affected the others too. Steve groaned and gripped my hips hard shoving into me and coming deep inside me. Sam’s hips bucked and his head fell back as his hit too, and Clint suddenly arched like a cat and came in thick ropes onto the table.

I fell back breathing heavily as I rode the waves of my orgasm. Steve hunched over me panting and Clint slithered down and lay there with his head on my stomach.

That’s how we stayed for a while and then Natasha stood. “Okay. How about we clean up here and head downstairs? I think it’s time for a soak in the hot tub.”

Steve sighed contentedly and slipped out of me. He pulled up his pants and then picked me up, cradling me against him. “Good birthday?” he asked.

I hummed, snuggling against his chest and closing his eyes as I murmured my reply. “The best.”

~ END ~

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loopsisloops · 2 years

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I’ve been reading “A Job A Million PRs Would Die For” by lokislittlevalkyrie on Ao3 which is why I’ve been M.I.A. but I came back just to share this:

“Scandal” is our nickname bc PR (thanks to Tony)

I’m 20 chapters in, it’s hilarious, y/n is witty and smart, Tony and Clint are such dads, I am the president of i love Pepper Potts club, Loki is a bastard (for now), Natasha Romanoff I love you and you have permission to kill me, enemies to friends to enemies to lovers, and as always: slow burn ;)

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ronwestbreeze · 1 year

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TO THE UNIVERSE AND BACK | HAZARD

summary: Lila leaned forward on her knees, eyes wide again. “Is that your organ story? Do you have dead parents also? Cooper says a real superhero usually has dead parents.”

“...Um no. But maybe we should stop listening to Cooper, yeah? Also, its origin story, not organ.”

What happens when Willow Bennett accidently travels to a whole other universe? And meets a superhero hero team that’s far from perfect just like her?

Great.

As if her life wasn’t hard enough.

Hazard is the first story to my ongoing series To The Universe and Back.

READ THE FIC HERE

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caspermarvelimagines · 1 year

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The Girl Who Cried Wolf

|| Masterlist || | Prev | | | Next | Word Count: 2,166 AN: Sorry this took so long to get out, but life is a bitch as I'm sure everyone is aware.

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Riley stared at the glowing slits where Stark was staring back at her. They didn’t say anything as she realised how she looked and pushed herself onto her feet. He still had a few feet on her while she was human and he wore his suit – could she call it a suit?

“What?” Stark asks as the face plate of the mask lifts and reveals his raised eyebrow at Riley. “No thank you?”

“You’re late.” Riley states and watches the bewilderment in Stark’s stare and the way he shuffles to look around them.

“Didn’t seem so to me, looked like you were tailed from the main city.” He retorts. Riley huffs and rolls her eyes at the attitude that Stark seemed to be soaked in. But he had a point for about half a second before Riley started to think about it.

“If that were the case then why did they come from the north when the nearest city is much further south west?” Riley hums as she finishes and begins walking in the direction that the two men came from. The whirring from the suit’s movement alerts her of Stark following behind her – but then again so did the exaggerated sigh that he let out before he started following her.

“Where are you going?” Stark asks once he comes in line with Riley as he looks around them.

“To find the mystery crew, what else?” Riley throws back at him – a slight irritation building as she feels her wolf shift in discomfort from the suit distracting them from hearing anything.

“Think you could get out of that for a moment?” Riley snaps and turns to Stark as they come to a halt – well Riley did, Stark sort of tripped over his own feet.

“Look I’ve just got out of a serious relationship, I don’t really plan on sleeping with someone-”

“I don’t care or want to see you naked,” Riley interrupts before Stark can continue rambling. “The noise from your suit is messing with my hearing and right now I need that more than I need your sarcasm buddy.”

It was as though she had asked him to cut off his own hand as for the next five minutes Stark tried to explain why he wouldn’t take the suit off and that they should be leaving under their original orders. He then tried to ask what she meant by her use of hearing when all that was heard for miles was their argument.

“Look, these men obviously came from somewhere and we’re running out of time to find out where.” Riley snaps as she turns back to begin walking again.

“What makes you think that you’ll even find anything out here? Besides Bugs Bunny and Yogi Bear, I don’t think you’ll get much out of these woods.”

Stark grabs Riley by her upper arm and pulls her to face him. A guttural growl leaves Riley as she scowls at Stark, causing his hand to drop from her arm as his face goes slack from its previous tension. Riley takes a few deep breaths through her nose to calm herself, but it were as though the wolf inside her decided now would be a great time to pounce.

Riley turned away from Stark and walked further away as he gawked at her and failed to speak his mind – for once.

Tony had taken off the suit and collapsed it back to a brief case before he followed after the woman. The entire time as he took off the suit the only thing he could think of was the way she had switched on him. The way her amber eye seemed to glow brighter and not to mention the growl that reminded him of New York.

It was her.

Fury had sent him to extract an agent from the field in Germany, he never gave him anymore details on it other than to get it done quickly. So Tony had left Bruce to finish their research into more wolf sightings and any trails of the mystery woman who had aided them in their battle in New York and came all the way to Germany. Natasha would be following behind in one of the jets and Tony just had to get the agent to the jet so they could return to base.

But it was her.

Tony hadn’t been able to see her eyes properly once he lifted the face plate, it was pretty dark out. But when her amber eye burned and she growled much like a beast from a horror movie, it all but confirmed it in his mind that this was the woman who saved his life.

And here he was following after her as she crept through the woods towards an unknown location, which could either be full of whoever was after her or could be completely empty.

“So I feel like we got off on the wrong foot,” Tony starts once he was in stride with the woman. She side eyes him before continuing forward with an indifference about her.

“I’m just here on orders, same as you. I’m sure you can understand my urgency to get out of here.” Tony continued but it seemed to fall on deaf ears as the woman pauses and sniffs the air.

“There’s more of them about two hundred metres that way,” she points into the void of the forest before turning to Tony. “I’m going to go ahead, get a layout of their base. You need to contact Fury, tell him I’ve found a base of operations. Then wait for my signal before following.”

Tony frowns as his head draws back at the authoritative tone behind these new orders.

“As much as I’m someone who loves winging it, this plan doesn’t exactly sit well with me.” Tony waves his free hand as he speaks, hoping that it would help him convince this woman of… something. “Let’s just contact Fury and wait for back up.”

“Waiting costs time, which could let them slip away. Whatever information they have could be useful for shield.” The woman retorts and turns back to continue towards where she pointed.

“How will I know your signal?” Tony gives in as he shifts on his feet.

“You’ll hear it.”

Riley couldn’t believe the strength of Stark’s scent. Cinnamon had never been a smell that Riley liked but something made her incoherent when it came from him. It also seemed to become more pungent when he was growing just as irritated as her, which tipped her off to his mood.

After she had given him orders to contact Fury and she could hear him speaking over an intercom, she jogged towards the tobacco smell she scented just before. Riley came to halt when she reached what seemed like the perimeter of a base. There were large tents that lingered around with several armed men and women keeping watch or patrolling the perimeter. A man in a lab coat emerged from one of the tents nearer the centre of the camp and began speaking to one of the guards in German.

Riley sniffed the air again and almost sneezed from a dust like scent that made her feel violently sick suddenly. Acids maybe?

There was no way that Riley was going to be able to take on all these guards alone and she couldn’t see into the tents, but she had scented about seventeen more people inside the tents gathered around. It was lucky that she had Stark here too otherwise this would too messy for her.

Riley backed herself behind a tree as a guard began his patrol closer to her on the perimeter. Riley crouched down as the guard walked past, she opened her bag and took one of the guns out of her bag along with the other clips from the other guns. Thankful that she had taken them from the others as she loaded the gun and stuffed her bag behind the tree.

She’d have to use a gun and not her claws – she was still under orders to not reveal other self.

Aiming the gun at the nearest guard, Riley opens fire and begins her assault. The guard fell to the ground and alerted the man next to him. But his body followed after a shot to his back. Riley advanced into the perimeter and continued to shoot the guards in her path.

She hid behind some crates just as an alarm was sounded and several of the guards shouted. So now they were on the offensive and were aware of her presence.

Now was your cue.

Riley looked over the crate and just ducked back in time as a guard opened fire at her. There were ten more guards emerging from tents and all were aiming their fire at her. She popped up from behind the crates and shot two guards before ducking again. The scientists were being evacuated, so Riley needed to hurry. She stood up and fired upon the guards. Riley saw the scientists being led to the military vans on the other side of the clearing. She aimed for the lead guard and shot him before hiding behind a crate.

Riley heard Stark before he flew past her, he must of saw the scientists fleeing too.

There was shouting in German as some of the guards turned their fire onto Stark as he landed and held his palms out towards the remaining guards around the military vans. Something whirred and then a blast was shot from each palm of the suit and knocked the final two guards down. Riley advanced further into the camp towards the vans when a guard shot at her. The bullet penetrated her right thigh and embedded itself in the bone.

Riley crashed down on her left knee and shot the guard that landed his hit on her. Then the burning started and Riley almost howled in pain but she bit down on her lip to keep from screaming. The bullets were silver. Riley was out in the open like a sitting duck, so she dragged herself behind a crate as more gun fire was aimed her way.

Stark hadn’t seen the mess she ended up in, but when he turned as saw her holding her leg he was up in the air again.

Riley shot more guards down as Stark blasted them from the tree line. When the gun fire ceased, Riley dropped her gun and held her leg and applying pressure to cut the bleeding. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she grunted, watching her nails grow into claws. She took several breaths before digging her claws into her thigh to pull the bullet from her bone.

Stark was rounding up the scientists from the camp, keeping his weapons trained on them as they all knelt with their hands behind their heads. He turned and watched as Riley pulled the bloody bullet from her leg; he almost wanted to vomit at the sight. He saw her claws sizzle before she threw the bullet away from her.

So the silver part is true. Now why were these guards using silver?

Riley leant her head back against the crate and closed her eyes. The world taking on a yellow hue a bit too much and she needed to calm herself and assure her wolf that they were okay. She heard the engines of two aircraft's and soon the heavy foot steps through the woods. Opening her eyes just in time to see the red haired woman appear from the treeline followed by several Shield soldiers.

Riley sniffed as she stood back up, leaning more to her left as the wound in her thigh would take some time to heal from the silver burns.

The soldiers surrounded the scientists and began cuffing them. The red haired approached Stark as the face plate lifted from the metal armour. Riley kept her head low as she listened.

“That the agent?” The woman asked.

“Yup. Feisty little thing. Might keep her around.” Stark replies and Riley rolls her eyes at the tone.

“I’ll get medical to prep on the jet for that wound on her leg.”

“Don’t bother,” Riley calls over to them, shocking them both that she was listening. “It’ll be healed within the hour.”

Riley limps over to the pair.

“I’ve left my backpack around the treeline over there, its currently holding the files that Fury wanted. So if one of your guys could collect it and give it to me that’d be grand.” Riley points over to where she originally attacked the base from. The red haired woman signals and orders one of the men to collect Riley’s belongings.

“Natasha Romanoff.” She introduces herself and holds out her hand. Riley curtly shakes it in greeting and then accepts her bag from the soldier to her right.

“If Fury didn’t mention my name then sorry but I’m not one to share.” Riley replies and slightly turns around.

“Which way to the jet?”

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 1 year

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road trip as a teenage avenger headcanons!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 1k

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dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: lots ofc but i'd say big emphasis on reader (duh), harley keener, peter parker, miles morales, scott lang, clint barton, bucky barnes, sam wilson, tony stark, happy hogan, natasha romanoff, and bruce banner. more are prob in it but i don't wanna type it all out lol

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it was an annual tradition for the avengers to go on a road trip.

steve always said it was "team bonding". it was honestly kind of fun.

better than the other "team bonding" you did, which mainly consisted of running long distances!!

anyways, they usually would do it soon after you, harley, peter, and miles finished school (also yes im including miles now bc i love him)

tony would come over the intercom while you all were lounging around and tell you to pack your bags.

packing is always a big issue.

let's just say that SOME people are big overpackers...

COUGH scott COUGH

no offense to him but like ppl have had to sit in the trunk before because of him

and he overpacks with stuff that rly doesn’t make sense

like once y’all went to colorado

and he packed snorkeling equipment

and so you were like “scott. seriously?”

and he looked at you with such a serious face

“y/n. what if all the snow melts? then we would be underwater!! i have an extra snorkeling mask too. i was gonna give it to you, but now idk….”

HAHA

bruce overpacks too

but he overpacks in a good way

guys bruce is like the mom on vacation

well him and tony both

you’d think steve would be but he is NOT

like the man doesn’t even wear sunscreen

and then here comes bruce with a tote bag full of snacks

which tony eats half of by the way

smh

the best part of having thor on a trip is that he will ALWAYS pick you up if you’re too tired

like once he had you and peter under both his arms like footballs bc u got tired

and clint was sad bc he was tired too

he tried to get scott to pick him up but scott wasn’t ready and they both fell and they like hit their heads

that was an interesting day

ok so setting the scene again

you, peter, harley, miles, natasha and bruce were in the middle of a very competitive round of uno

like y’all

competitive doesn’t even begin to cover it

anyways you were about to get uno

you put down your card and suddenly

“HEY EVERYBODY” “SHHH you’re being too loud” “ohh sorry HEY EVERYBODY”

you started laughing at the quite obvious blunders of thor and clint in the intercom room

“thor, buddy? you don’t need to be kissing the mic when you speak, alright?”

tony, from another room, always quick with the jabs.

“AH! MY BAD STARK. HAHA! THIS MUST BE BETTER”

natasha just shook her head but you and peter, harley and miles were DYING

“ANYWAYS IT IS ROAD TRIP TIME. EVERYONE PACK UP AND BE IN THE FAMILY ROOM IN TEN MINUTES… what? MY MISTAKE. ONE HOUR. THAT’S RIGHT ONE HOUR.”

with that done, you all got up, groaning.

“uno.” natasha smirked at you, noticing that you only had one card.

“darn it!!!” you said. “well, doesn’t matter now. we have to go anyways.”

“we can always resume it later, y/n :) “

“fine, nat. but i’m going to win this time!! right bruce??”

“well, kid, you know i’m usually on your side, but…”

“aw, come on!!”

ok fast forward.

you were in the family room

aw guys isn’t that cute that they call it a family room

bc ur a family

awwwwww

ok anyway

and here comes scott with his fifty bags

“relax sharpay, we’re not gonna be gone for THAT long”

guys i wanted a cool tony nickname and tbh i just remember vaguely that sharpay had like suitcases on the cover of her movie i never even watched it so i could be wrong but that was my intention

“tony, these are my essentials.”

“scott, why don’t you just shrink that down? like seriously, man.” miles remarked, and you couldn’t help but agree.

“hey, y’know what? that’s a great idea miles!!”

and so he ended up shrinking his luggage

but then he couldn’t find it

oh scott

sigh

anyways tony and happy did a lot of car assignment work

to make sure everyone would get there safely

and your car

was

drum roll please

ok also this was only for the trip there

the trip back would be different

ok the car was

tony, happy, clint and peter

tbh this was not a bad car at all

poor miles and harley were stuck with scott, bucky, sam and steve

natasha and wanda and pietro and thor were the other one

although here’s the issue

guys

tony is a bad driver

but happy didn’t feel like driving

and u were just starting to drive so clint was like “NO WAY do i trust y/n in a car!!!”

that goofy clown fr

so tony was driving

oh and btw y’all were going to the compound

tony told you and you were like

“dude, that’s not a road trip”

and he was like “we’re in the car for more than an hour. it’s a road trip, kid.”

and miles and harley kept texting like theorizing about where u were going

harley said europe

and you were like

harley

anyways ya

so tony is like swerving and speeding everywhere

ok maybe thats dramatic

but happy was holding the little bar

and he was like yelling at tony to slow down

meanwhile clint is just singing along to the music thats BLASTING

and u and peter are ready to accept ur deaths

like u literally texted sam a video of what was happening and he almost called happy to tell him to pull over 😭

sam’s got ur back thats for sure!!

anyways tony pulled into a drive thru

bc he needed coffee

guys hes tony stark he needs stuff like that

and he got u and peter and clint happy meals :D

and clint was so excited like 💀

love him

happy made sure u and peter had ur seatbelts on

he said it was bc he didn’t want to have to explain to midtown why yall didnt come back for the next year 😭

that and “too much paperwork”

smh

anyways tony finally got it together

u and peter decided that he just needed an acoustic song on the radio bc as soon as something more relaxing came on he was a lot better lol

the rest of the drive was pretty alright

i'm gonna do another headcanon set about the avengers actually on vacation but yeah there ya go :)

thats how the road trips work yahoo

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awesomerextyphoon · 5 months

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Realm Discoveries While Hangry

Summary: Ife's not herself while hangry, especially on a mission. Luckily, this one worked out for the best.

Pairing: Slight Steve Rogers x Black!Alien Warrior Princess OFC Ifekerenma aka Ife

Characters: Natasha, Steve, Ifekerenma, Nick Fury, OFCs, mentions of Tony Stark and Bruce Banner

Rating: 18 + / Mature

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: Dark Comedy Bordering on Absurdity, Ife being a Badass Glutton, Some Violence, Some Fluff

A/N: This is the start of something a little different. I want to make some short stories that will tie back into the main series whenever I'm between chapters. I'm still working on the main series and the next chapter will be published before the end of 2023. Thanks to @firefly-graphics for the dividers!

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What was with these supposed 'geniuses' always wanting to rule the world?

The amount of hubris one needed to go through with it never ceased to amaze Natasha. This week's version wanted revenge on the science community for calling him 'stupid' and 'crazy' over his theories on creating titan fauna and megaflora.

Someone, please shoot me.

If Nat had a dollar each time she heard some version of the 'Why I must hold the world hostage' speech, she'd be able to bribe Tony to let her control the music for mission trips.

Steve wished they would drop the speeches already. He just hoped Ife was almost done with the power cells so they could drop the charade and go home.

"Now! Watch as I claim what's rightfully mine!" the mad scientist finally finished his speech by pressing the detonation button, but nothing happened.

" What's happening? Why isn't working?!"He pressed the button another three times to no effect, "Why aren't the missiles firing?!"

The mad scientist was about to radio his henchmen outside of the main chamber when he heard bullets pouring like rain outside the hangar followed by frantic shouts from his men.

"SOMEONE STOP HER!!"

"NOTHING'S WORKING!!"

"GET THE TANKS!!"

"FIRE AT WILL!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE?!!"

"SHE'S AN ABOMINATION!!"

"What on Earth is going on out there?" He wondered as he carefully made his way to the entrance, only for a downright beastly roar frightening nearly everyone into silence.

"What the" A soft knock at the hangar doors broke his concentration.

Ife was pissed.

She FINALLY had some decent food after not getting a chance to refuel after expending her energy reserves from her last mission, but it was barely a morsel. It took no time to devour all of the titan fauna the henchmen unleashed on her, unaware those were inferior albeit still tasty versions of food from her homeworld. She even found some yummy megaflora.

It was a bummer Ife was famished. She would've prepared them better to bring out their flavors.

Another tank shell bounced off of her.

When will these fools learn that this is pointless? Conventional Earth weapons are nothing to her. Well, at least the energy from their artillery aided with digestion. Also, the power cells were tasty; they had a refreshing tropical fruity taste with notes of mint.

Now the scientist refused to open up, even after she knocked, "Guess I'll have to let myself in."

The scientist tried his best to steel himself, only for the two-meter thick air hangar doors and part of the solid stone walls to rip off like cheap wrapping paper.

His eyes almost bugged out of their sockets at the intruder — a tall woman — casually lifting both doors in one hand and a 250-ton tank in the other. The woman turned to two tied-up Avengers, smiled, and threw both items 1500 meters away with a flick of her wrists.

"Hi, Captain, Black Widow. How's it going?"

"Can't complain," Steve answered.

"Why haven't you escaped yet? It would've taken you two seconds to get out," Ife queried rubbing her growling tummy. Her telltale sign of hunger.

"We were waiting for you," Nat retorted while raising an eyebrow.

This will be fun.

"What happened to your comms link?"

"Well…I was preoccupied."

"With what?"

The woman's eyes brightened, "I found some yummy food not unlike Avlenia, but they barely did anything for me. I ate everything the goons unleashed and then some, but I'm still hungry! Which sucks cuz I wasn't able to properly prepare them-"

That can't be right.

That chamber housed hundreds of exotic beasts and flora with a combined weight of 312.5 THOUSAND TONS!! There was no way a single person could eat one of those behemoths, let alone all of them.

"MONSTER!!"

"Huh?" Ife finally noticed the scientist and his remaining goons.

"Do you have any more? I'm STARVING!"

"No one should eat one of those beasts, let alone all of them!"

Ife raised an annoyed eyebrow. "Maybe not possible for humans, but, "she strolled towards the scientist and started unzipping her combat suit, "that was only a snack for me, and it left me hungry for more."

The scientist cried out in horror when a belly 3x the size of an exercise ball surged forth.

How is she moving?! His eyes darted over to her comrades but found them lightly chuckling with the spy sporting a smirk.

"So, do you have any more food? Don't leave me in suspense."

The monster rolled her eyes at the rude man's silence, "So you still don't believe me. Okay. Let's see. One of the beasts was this large six-legged alligator…"

She started listing the various beasts and megaflora that were now digesting in her rapidly shrinking belly.

Galala Gator: 90 tons each, Ox Chicken: 15 tons each, Giant Turkey: 75 tons each, Volcano Weathercock: 10 tons each, Five-Tailed Giant Eagle: 45 tons each, Demon Devil Serpent:100 tons each, Elephantsaurus: 125 tons each, and so on.

Every 'food item' this monster blithely listed horrified everyone besides her teammates who were trying not to laugh. Each of these specimens took elite teams to capture; several men died in the process.

Yet this Eldritch Being glutted all of their hard-won gains as a 'pitiful snack'!

"How? How is this possible?" The devastated scientist barely choked out a whisper as her enormous belly was nearly flat.

Unfortunately, the monster's sharp ears heard the whisper, "All of those delicious beasts, flora, and the energy from the power cells barely made a dent! Tell me where you got this bounty! I'm Starving!"

As if to make her point, the monster turned her head towards the hole she made and let out a near-deafening roar of a belch demolishing what was left of the wall and pushing back all of the remaining men and tanks outside.

What is this monstrosity?!

"Shit!" Not only did the wimp not answer Ife's question, but now he's slumped on the floor.

"He's out cold, Ife."

"I can see that, Nat. All I wanted was some more food!"

"Some?"

"Fine. But you know he didn't make them from scratch. He had to have gotten from somewhere."

Some of the stronger-nerved goons were able to recover from Ife's Roar, "Damn, that woman's scary!"

"Nah, man. She's a monster in human skin."

"Which is a shame, too. She's fucking hot!"

"I know, right?! Wouldn't mind going a few rounds with her."

Steve scowled as he marched up to six of the trash-talking goons inside one of the still intact tanks, ripped off the tank's hatch, and yanked four of them by their collars."I'm only gonna say this once. Never, and I mean never, say that crap about my team. Especially the 'abomination', got it?" his voice never rising above a calm, measured tone.

"Yes!"

Steve felt he needed to drive this home, "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Good."

Nat rolled her eyes at Ife's bashful body posture at Steve defending her. They weren't fooling anyone.

Ife was able to pick up the scent of more delectable beasts and flew off to satisfy her voracious appetite. The scent came from a fortified bunker not far from the main base. She ripped off the building by the foundation in her haste to fill her hunger void.

It led her to a heavily fortified manmade cavern with a huge portal at the opposite end of the entrance and containment units housing even more of the delectable beasts lining the sides.

She licked her lips in excitement but stopped when she got a good look at the animals. That craven of a scientist is lucky she's too hungry to revisit him.

"I should probably tell Nat and Steve."

Nat peered into the last unlocked containment unit. She found a giant garden snake-like creature that seemed to take a liking to her. Its scales were the color of twilight at its height. She wondered if-

"You should name her."

Nat nearly swiveled her head, "What?"

"She likes you. You should name her."

"How can you tell?"

"I just know," Ife shrugged.

"Hmm. How about сумерки (Sumerki: twilight)?"

The snake affectionately rubbed her head against the reinforced glass containment wall.

"See? She loves it!"

Sumerki was the last beast on this side of the portal and was about to pass through but turned and playfully poked Ife's midsection.

"You want me to come with you?" The snake nodded.

Ife turned back to Steve and Nat, "Umm, can I-" her stomach roared asking the question for her.

"It's alright, Ife. You can go, but don't be long." Steve rubbed his hand behind his head. Neither of them wanted to deal with a hangry Ife.

Ife flew into his warm embrace, "Thank you so much!" She kissed both his cheeks, "I promise to document everything I see!"

When will those lovable dorks admit they love each other?

It wasn't long before Ife and Sumerki came back smiling and sporting enormous food bellies. Ife sped off before she could say anything. The next thing they heard was a five-minute sonic roar of a belch causing mini-tremors and cracks forming on the ground.

Sounds of her epic belch were heard 15km away.

They were glad that the scientist was stationed in the middle of nowhere.

Ife flew back into Steve's arms, "Thanks again!" Ife smiled as Steve returned the hug.

Both Natasha and Sumerki shook their heads wearing the same expression.

Ife pulled out her tablet and personal interface, "Okay, so my hunch was right and this place is incredibly vast. I was only able to explore .25% of the place."

Even Natasha was taken aback by the amount of information Ife had, "Just how big is this place?"

"So this new 'realm' is called Guloxity?"

Fury turned the last page of Ife's extensive report. He had a laugh at her devouring over 300K tons of food and was still famished.

The whole team had a laugh riot. Tony even joked about how much he'd save on grocery bills—even though she provides most of her food. It's the least he could do since he blackmailed her into joining the team.

Thanks to her, SHIELD has access to a new realm. Plus the snake she and Natasha befriended has been a delight. However, he did wonder how Ife and her friends were able to create a habitat and a size modulator so quickly.

"Do you find the terms agreeable?" Aliza looked back at Fury's desk. The deal stipulates that any findings and all findings SHIELD makes involving the new realm must be free and open to the public. This means that all patents and research can not be owned by any single nation or corporation including Stark Industries.

Banner had consoled Stark when he read out the terms.

No matter. Fury had his best people on this new venture. Even managed to rope in Banner and Dr. Cho. Ife was able to recreate the unique energy signature from the mad scientist's power cells as a source of renewable energy.

In the end, he was glad it worked out.

Now what's this about Ife showcasing new dishes based on what she found in Guloxity?

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jessybarnes · 2 years

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Unexpected Savior

Pairings: The Winter Soldier x OFC Cadence Michaelson (platonic), Bucky Barnes x OFC Cadence Michaelson (platonic), Bucky Barnes x OFC Jane Michaelson (implied)

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner/Hulk, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, The Winter Soldier, OFC Jane Michaelson, and OFC Cadence Michaelson

Rating: Mature

Tags: Angst, fluff, Bucky's trigger words, Hydra, weapons, use of a syringe/needle, mentions of killing, anxiety, fear, crying, explicit language, and I think that's it.

Word Count: 2,992

Betas: T. Thompson and A. DiLorenza

Title Card: Yours Truly

A/N: This fic is based on my daughter. She is absolutely obsessed with Bucky and if he were real and this happened to her in real life, she would 100% defend him. I am not fluent in Russian, nor do I trust Google translate to get the words right. I'm sorry if the trigger words aren't spelled correctly. If anyone is Russian or knows the language, please feel free to correct me! I will change it in the fic if need be.

Bucky knew going on this mission was a bad idea. It wasn't a difficult one, but he just had this feeling. A gut instinct told him that he should stay back at the Avenger's Tower. The team needed him though, so despite his bad feeling, he got on the Quinjet with them anyway.

Their objective was simple. Fury needed some Hydra intel about a supposed secret base location. All they had to do was search an old warehouse that had been previously abandoned and see if they'd left behind any clue of where it could be.

Once they arrived the team thought it best to split up so they could cover more ground. Steve and Bucky had gone east, Clint and Natasha chose the north side, Sam and Tony took the larger west side. That left Thor and Bruce with the south end.

Things were fine at first, searching filing cabinets, desks, and boxes while communicating through their comms system. A few minutes later, however, Bucky started to feel uneasy. Almost like he was being watched. He shook it off and told Steve he was going to check the rooms at the end of one of the hallways.

The first two didn't have anything useful, but the third one had a safe. Bucky had set his rifle down on a nearby desk and began pulling at the handle with his metal arm. Everything happened so fast. The door slammed shut, a needle in his neck, and muffled voices was all he remembered before everything went black.

That brings him to where he is now. He's tied to a chair, his metal arm is stuck between two pieces of heavy machinery, and Rumlow sits in front of him with the book. The fucking book ruined his goddamn life.

"Hello, James. It's good to see you again."

Bucky glares at him menacingly, "fuck you, Rumlow."

"Well, that's not very nice. I'm here to do you a favor after all."

Bucky scoffs and continues to try and break free of his bonds. "I'd rather you go to hell!"

Rumlow smirks and leans in close to his face. "You first."

He opens the book and stands up, staring straight at Bucky as he speaks.

Zhelaniye

Bucky grits his teeth and pulls harder on the ropes.

Rjaviy

"No!" He closes his eyes and wills himself not to listen.

Semnadtsať

It wasn't working. Bucky can feel himself slipping away.

Rassvet

"Aghhhh! Stop!"

Pech'

His mind starts to fog over, the evil inside him beginning to rise and take hold again.

Devyať

All he can do is scream. He knows it won't work. He's past the point of no return now.

Dobroserdechnyy

Bucky hangs his head, his chest heaving as the monster gains the upper hand inside him.

Vozvrashcheniye na rodinu

He's fading, like he's in a nightmare where he can see what's going on, but can't control anything.

Odin

The last sliver of himself slowly dissipates, the vile desire to kill flooding through his body.

Tovarnyy vagon

He's gone. Bucky Barnes is pushed to the side as pure evil, the Winter Soldier, takes complete control of his body.

Rumlow walks to stand in front of the soldier, crouching down so he can see the emotionless blue eyes of his weapon. He unties him and raises the metal machinery.

"Soldat?"

Bucky doesn't move, he doesn't even blink, but he answers the Hydra affiliate nonetheless. "Ya gotov otvechet"

His response is deep, very monotone, and he stands staring straight ahead as he waits for his mission instructions.

"Do you see this man?" Rumlow holds up a file with a man's picture on it and Bucky immediately responds. "Da."

"This man has stolen vital information from Hydra, and he needs to be eliminated within the next twelve hours."

The Winter Soldier stalks out of the small room and takes a high-powered gun from one of the guards. His stealthy nature allows him to sneak out of the back without being detected by the Avengers, and within minutes he's on his way back to New York.

Steve is furious. He's pacing back and forth in the common room of the tower chastising himself for allowing this to happen again. Bucky is his best friend. He's been through so much torture, so much pain, and he couldn't even protect him on an easy mission.

"Goddammit!" He slams his fist into the wall, punching right through it, and making everyone else in the room jump.

Natasha stands and walks across the room. "We're gonna get him back, Steve."

He snaps his gaze to hers, "how, Natasha? We don't know where they took him. Hell, he could be in Siberia and we wouldn't know."

Stark cuts in before she can respond. "Actually, you're wrong."

All eyes move to Tony, but he isn't focused on them. Instead, he's typing something into one of his many tech devices.

Clint raises an eyebrow, "care to elaborate?"

A couple of seconds later, he projects a map for all of them to see. "This," he points to a little moving dot, "is Barnes' current location."

"After our last big mission, I took the liberty of putting tracking devices in everyone's gear. I would have tracked him earlier, but I didn't think we'd need the main tracker module for such a small mission. I was wrong. The good news is, it looks like he's right here in Manhattan."

Steve moves to stand in front of the map, watching the tiny, red dot. The moment it stops, he notes the location and grabs his shield.

Bruce steps in front of him holding out a hand. "Whoa, don't you think we should talk about this, Steve? We can't just go into this blind."

"I agree with Banner," Thor adds. "I've definitely learned my lesson from charging into a battle without a plan."

The Captain turns around, giving his team a stern look. "Bucky is my best friend. I was the only one he remotely recognized back when we had the conflict with the Accords. If anyone is going to bring him back, it's me."

Jane pulls her red Chevy Malibu into the gas station parking lot. She and her nine-year-old daughter, Cadence, have been driving for nearly twelve hours now, and they're hungry. Their hotel isn't too far away, but she wants to stock up on snacks for the room since the amenities they provide cost an arm and a leg.

She brought her daughter here for her birthday since it's been the only thing she's asked for over the past eight months. Cadence is a bit more unique than the rest of the kids in her grade. They were all playing outside or watching their favorite cartoons while having sleepovers with their friends.

Not her baby though. No, she spends almost all her time watching the news just to catch a glimpse of her favorite team of superheroes. Almost everything in her room revolves around the Avengers, specifically Captain America and Bucky Barnes. Cadence would often tell Jane that she wants a best friend like Bucky and Steve are to each other.

Jane isn't sure if their tower allows visitors, but they plan to try tomorrow morning. Her baby will be ten in just under eleven hours, and it would make her entire life if she could have a chance to meet her idols.

The gas station is quiet. Other than the cashier, they're the only ones there. Jane walks down one of the back aisles and begins to grab bags of chips. She turns to her daughter and smiles.

"Hey baby, do you wanna go pick out some candy for the room? Pick whatever you want, okay?"

Cadence nods, "Okay, Mommy!"

Even though the candy aisle is on the opposite end of the store, she doesn't think anything of it. It's not that big, and she can still see her while she stocks up on drinks. As she is reaching for a two liter of Coke, all hell breaks loose.

Jane whips around at the sound of the door being ripped off its hinges. She watches in horror as her daughter's idol walks in with an assault rifle. Cadence stands no more than five feet away staring wide-eyed at the super soldier. Jane knows he isn't Bucky, but her baby doesn't. She didn't have the heart to tell her about all the torture James had to go through when he was captured by Hydra.

Now her daughter is mere feet away from the assassin, and she's too scared to even blink for fear of him turning around and shooting her little girl.

Just when Bucky raises the gun at the startled cashier, the rest of the Avengers come barreling through the wall, courtesy of the Hulk, to try and stop him from adding another kill to his list.

"Bucky! Stop!"

Steve shouts at his friend causing him to turn around and narrow his eyes. He doesn't speak, but his intent to kill is evident.

Everyone is armed and ready to strike if James so much as twitches. Jane looks at her daughter and tries to get her attention as quietly as she can, but it's no use. Her baby is laser-focused on the situation, her eyes wide with fear and wonder.

The moment Iron Man raises his hand to fire a beam at James, Jane's worst fear becomes a reality. Everything happens in slow motion as Cadence drops the bag of Skittles she's holding and runs straight into the line of fire.

"No! No, don't hurt him, Iron Man! Don't hurt my Bucky!"

She stops in front of the Winter Soldier and wraps her tiny hands around his waist, burying her face in the front piece of his tactical gear. Everyone stops. It's so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Steve, Tony, Sam, Thor, Natasha, Clint, and even the Hulk stand completely still with horrified looks on their faces. Never in the history of their careers has a civilian intervened on any of their missions. Especially not a child. Now they're standing there, trying to come up with a strategy on how to save this tiny little girl from one of the world's most deadly assassins.

Steve is the closest to her. She's probably no more than forty-five pounds and maybe three and a half feet tall. He could probably grab her before she got too injured. He isn't sure that's the right way to go about this though. He gauges Bucky's reaction to try and figure out the best solution.

The Winter Soldier looks down at her, confusion written all over his face. He isn't trained in any interactions other than the ones where he kills. He's mostly confused about what she said. My Bucky. There's that name again, the one that the Steve guy called him on the bridge a few years ago.

"I'm not Bucky."

She looks up into his menacing eyes and hugs him a bit tighter.

"You look like my Bucky. And you talk like him. Did you lose your memory? The tall blonde over there," she points to Steve, "he's your best friend! I think you guys have been friends for like a hundred years or something. My Mommy told me once, but I forgot the story."

Tony speaks up to try and coax her away from the danger she's in. "Hey, sweetheart…Bucky isn't feeling good right now and he needs our help. Can you go hang out with my friend Natasha over there so we can help him?"

Cadence turns around, her arms are spread out and her back presses up against Bucky's legs.

"No! I won't let you hurt him! If you're gonna make him better, then why would you shoot him? That's not how you play with your friends. You don't hurt them. My mommy says friends are supposed to give each other hugs when they're upset. Right, Mommy?"

Everyone, including Bucky, turns their gaze to Jane. She's moved a bit closer now, still too scared to make any sudden movements.

"T-That's right honey," she whispers. "Can you do what Iron Man said and go stand with Black Widow? Please, baby?"

Jane's voice is shaky and she's got tears in her eyes. Bucky picks up on it all. His confusion increases and he's starting to feel different.

His flesh hand is still on the trigger of the rifle, but it's pointed at the floor now. Cadence moves to stand at Bucky's side, and everyone watches in amazement and fear as she grabs his metal hand in hers, holding it tightly.

"I can't, Mommy! Iron Man will hurt him." She starts to cry, thick tears sliding down her tiny cheeks onto her shirt. "I love him, Mommy. I love Bucky and I won't let anyone hurt him because he's a good person. He's just having a bad day, and we all have those."

Bucky squeezes his eyes shut, his head beginning to throb. His breathing pattern changes and then suddenly, he feels the anger leave his body. He looks down at the tiny blonde holding his bionic hand and pries it from her grasp. The movement makes Steve step forward, ready to pull her away from him in an instant. Instead, he and everyone else stare in awe as Bucky gently rubs the back of her head.

All their eyes widen in shock. Sam is the first to move. He folds his wings into his pack and slowly steps forward.

"Buck? Hey, man you good?"

James looks up and drops the gun. He feels lightheaded and quickly falls to his knees. Cadence is now level with his face and she smiles warmly at him.

"It's okay, Bucky. Sometimes superheroes need protecting too."

She snakes her arms around his neck and rests her tiny cheek on his shoulder.

James has never been shown this much compassion by anyone other than Steve. He looks up at Jane, his eyes shining with tears, and gingerly runs his metal hand down Cadence's back.

"Th-Thank you…" His body starts to shake a little as he cries from both the kindness and the relief of knowing he didn't hurt anybody.

Cadence pulls back to look at him and reaches out to wipe his tears with the sleeve of her shirt. "Oh, please don't cry, Bucky. You're too pretty to cry...well, at least that's what my Mommy says."

Jane goes beet red and buries her face in her hands. Bucky glances at her briefly before looking back into her daughter's big, brown eyes.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Cadence Elizabeth Michaelson and my Mommy's name is Jane Marie Michaelson."

James smiles and cradles her cheek with his flesh hand, "I owe you my life, Cadence. If it weren't for you, I don't know if my friends would have been able to bring me back."

Tony crouches down and removes his helmet. "You're a very brave little girl, Cadence. I could use someone like you on the team. When you're older, of course. I'm sure your Mom wouldn't like it if I recruited you now." He winks.

Steve walks over to Jane and looks her over to make sure she's okay.

"Hi, ma'am. I'm sure you know me, but I'm Captain Steve Rogers. I know this might sound a little strange, but do you think you and your daughter would be willing to come back to the tower with us? I'd like to discuss a few things with you if that's alright?"

She nods, "Yes, that's okay. It's actually why we came here anyway. Cadence's birthday is tomorrow and all she's ever wanted since she was two years old was to meet you guys. Especially Bucky. She has always been drawn to him from the start."

Back at the compound, they all gather in the common room. Nat, Bruce, Sam, Thor, and Clint are eating snacks and watching TV, Steve, Tony, and Jane are chatting in the kitchen, and Bucky is sitting on the floor with Cadence. She's on his lap and reading him her favorite book, The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

"Ms. Michaelson I-"

She interrupts Steve briefly, "please call me Jane."

He smiles, "Jane, I don't think you understand how extraordinary that was. This isn't the first time Bucky has been brainwashed by Hydra, and the last two times we were in a situation like that, things didn't end well. The only way we were able to bring him out of the Winter Soldier mindset was to restrain him and wait it out."

Tony nods, "he's right, ya know. Barnes doesn't trust anyone really. Well, except for red, white, and blue here and maybe Natasha, but he's still not to that point with everyone else."

Steve puts a big hand on Jane's shoulder. "In all the years I've known Buck, he's never let himself be that vulnerable with anyone other than myself. I don't know what it is about your little girl, but she calms his anxiety. I can see it, and that's why I'm asking you if you'd consider staying here for a while? You'd have your own rooms, own bathroom, all new furniture, and whatever else you need."

Jane's eyes go wide, "y-you...you want us to stay here in the tower… with you?"

He nods, "if you're willing to. I don't think Bucky's really ready to let his new best friend go yet. I know it's selfish of me to ask such a thing of you, but I think it would really help him if she's around."

She looks over at her daughter and watches as she and James laugh at something in the story she's reading him. He really does look relaxed, and despite his strength and metal arm, he's being so careful with her. Jane moves her eyes back to look at the two men in front of her. Her decision comes easy, and she doesn't hesitate in giving them a bright smile.

"Alright, we'll stay."

Does anyone want a Part Two? :)

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noshitbarnes · 1 year

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Better Now: Chapter 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC

Summary: Sophia was 18 when Hydra kidnapped her, gave her abilities, and made her their new secret weapon. Now, flash-forward 9 years later and she’s living with the Avengers, trying to live with everything she did, and trust those she now calls teammates.

Warnings: hospital stay, language, fluff

Word Count: 3,019

Better Now? Masterlist

ONE WEEK LATER

It had been a few day since Bruce and Helen gave Sophia the all clear to head back to the compound and she couldn't have been more thrilled to be back! She didn't realized how much she had missed everyone, despite not knowing them very well.

"So how've you been feeling," Bruce asks sitting at her desk in her room, "still doing well?"

Sophia nods while putting down her book, "Yeah, really well actually, but I've still been trying to take it easy." She folds her hands in her lap, "I don't really want to over do it too much yet."

Bruce nods, "That's understandable." He crosses his ankle over his knee, "Well I'm all done with your implant and was wondering when you wanted to have your surgery done. I'm free whenever you are."

Sophia smiles big and sits up tall. She couldn't believe it, this was the moment she had been waiting for since Bruce had talked to her about the project. She just didn't realize that it would be ready so soon after her blackout. Looking to her hands in her lap she answers, "How about tomorrow?"

Bruce's eyes widen, "Really? So soon?"

She nods vigorously, "Yeah, I'm ready to start feeling better as soon as possible."

Bruce pauses and crosses his arms. He didn't mind doing the surgery tomorrow, he half expected her to tell him that anyway, "Alright, if that's what you really want, head over to the hospital wing at 8am tomorrow and we'll get started."

**********

It was the morning of Sophia's surgery and she was a little nervous, which she didn't expect. The day before, she told Bruce to make sure that no one came to see her, she didn't want everyone seeing her being wheeled back into the OR like some weak little girl; she felt that they had already seen her in the hospital enough as it was. However, Tony didn't listen and came walking in right behind Bruce and Helen.

"Okay, Sophia, are you ready?" Helen asks, smiling down at her on the bed.

Sophia takes a deep breath, "As ready as I'll ever be." She narrows her eyes at Tony, "I told Bruce I didn't want to see anyone before I went back.”

"Too damn bad." He walks up to the side of her bed and holds her hand, "No way in hell was I gonna let you go without wishing you luck, kid.”

Sophia still wasn't quite use to human contact, but for some reason, Tony made her feel safer, sort of like a father would. Her own father was a bit of an alcoholic, so they didn't get along well, when he was sober we was decent— definitely not father of the year. Tony was incredibly different in all the best ways, he didn't talk about his emotions with her, but she could see in his eyes that he cared deeply for her.

She smiles and squeezes his hand, "Thanks, Mr. Stark.”

"Maybe when you wake up, you can finally start calling me, Tony." Sophia rolls her eyes and he chuckles, "When Banner says you’re ready, I'll come by and help you with some of the settings on your implant, okay? It'll be an adjustment, but you'll like it.”

She nods and then Helen walks up next to Tony, "Alright, hun. Time to go.”

8 HOURS LATER

Sophia slowly wakes up to a blinding headache and blurry vision, she curses in her head and puts a hand over her eyes. Despite the lights being dim they were still too bright, painful even. She tries to open her eyes, but eventually gives up, it was just too unpleasant. She feels someone walk up on her right, "Sophia, it's Bruce, can you hear me?”

“Yeah,” she says breathlessly, “just give me a sec.”

"I need you to open your eyes.”

"Fuck that." She continues to hold her hand over her eyes like a shield, "The lights are too bright.”

"Dim the lights some more, not off though." He calls to someone and they scuffle away.

The lights go down slightly more and Sophia relaxes a bit. After taking a deep breath, she removes her hand from her face and tries to open her eyes once more, much easier this time. She blinks a couple of times and looks around the room, it looked like a post op type room, yet she was the only patient. She had an IV in one hand, a heart monitor on her index finger, and oxygen tubes over her ears and in her nose. Bruce was on her right, a couple nurses at the foot of the bed, and Helen on her left looking over the monitors.

Helen turns to Bruce, "Her vitals are normal, so that's a good sign. She did well.”

Bruce looks Sophia over, "Yeah, I just need her to wake up a bit more.”

Sophia groans at their voices, ”I'm awake okay, just let me sleep." She tries to push him away with her right hand, but he puts it back down.

"Sophia, stop," he says sternly, "you just had surgery. I need you to be still."

She sighs and looks back at him, "Okay, I'm sorry.”

"Now," Bruce continues, "how's your vision? Your head? Do you have any pain?”

"Okay, Mr. Doctor," the pain meds clearly taking a slight affect, "one question at a time.”

Everyone chuckles a bit and Bruce shakes his head, "Alright, how's your vision?”

She looks around the room to see, well if she could see, "A bit blurry at far distance, but I can see you guys just fine.”

"That'll clear up once she wakes up more," Helen looks to Bruce, "that has to be the anesthesia or the morphine. The implant doesn't mess with her vision.”

He furrows his brows, “Well, parts do, but it shouldn’t affect how she sees, plus it’s not even turned on yet. Now, pain wise, how's that?”

"My head fucking hurts," she points to the back of her ear where the implant was placed, "especially here.”

He quickly grabs her hand, "Don't touch it. You have dressing on it." He rolls his eyes, "You're gonna be a lovely patient, I can tell.”

She narrows her eyes, "I'll try to be good. Honest." She looks to Helen, "I'll be good, scouts honor and all that shit.”

Helen laughs, "I'll take good care of her, Bruce. Don't worry.”

"I'm not worried about that." He looks to Helen than back at Sophia, "I'm more worried that she is gonna cause you trouble.”

TWO DAYS AFTER SURGERY

The past few days had been boring for Sophia, of course she had the TV, but Bruce wasn't allowing visitors yet, so she was getting lonely. Of course that didn't stop Tony from stopping in every few hours to check on her, make sure she was being nice to the nurses, and that she had everything she could ever want. Natasha and Clint had been keeping tabs on her via her cell, which helped the loneliness a tad, but it wasn't the same as seeing an actual human. Despite not knowing everyone well, she missed the little things she had started to grow accustom too, like having dinner with them and listening to their banter.

"I told you I'd be good." Sophia crosses her arms at Bruce who was standing at the foot of the bed.

"And you have been for the most part, thank you." He looks over her chart on his tablet, "You know the routine, tell me how you've been.”

“The same. I still have my nightmares and panic attacks,” she pauses, “is this thing on cause nothing is different." She says pointing to her head.

Banner shakes his head, "Not yet, I want you to heal from the surgery before actually turning it on.”

Sophia sighs, disappointed, "It's been two days, Bruce, can I at least go back to my room?”

He sighs, “I want you to stay a few more days, okay? Just to make sure you’re really fine.”

She nods in defeat, knowing he wouldn't change his mind, "Fine." She purses her lips, "When are you gonna turn it on then?”

Bruce sets the tablet down on her bed and crosses his arms, "I think in a couple days after I discharge you. I’ll give you some time to adjust to living with everyone again, then we'll go from there. I don't want to throw too much at you right now.”

"Alright, seems fair I guess.” He nods and she fiddles with the IV, “There is something new though.” He raises an eyebrow and looks to her intently, “See I’ve been having this mad craving for some ice cream, but when I ask Helen if I can have any, she says no.” He rolls his eyes and she continues, “It's like she's my mother and I'm a grounded toddler." He laughs, "Can I have some? Or is there some rule against it?”

He shakes his head, "I don't care if you have ice cream. We just don't have any here in the hospital. You'd have to ask Tony to bring you some.”

Sophia purses her lips, “Alright, maybe I will.”

“Is there something else bothering you?”

Truthfully, there were a lot of things bothering Sophia at the moment, but the most prominent thing, was that she was extremely worried that the implant wouldn't work. She did have a track record of horrible shit happening to her, so why would something actually work out for a change? She wanted to be hopeful, needed to be hopeful, but she just couldn't do it, she didn't want to have her soul crushed like that.

Sophia takes a shaky breath and looks back down at her IV, “What if it doesn’t work?” She bites at her bottom lip, “What if this is just how I’m always gonna be?”

"It will work, you just gotta be patient, hun." He smiles and she sighs, “Your brain has been through so much and I don’t want to put it through more than is really necessary. If I did that you could get worse instead of better.”

"Okay, yeah. That makes sense.” She smiles back at him the best she's able to, “I trust you, I’m just getting a little stir crazy.”

He smirks, "I'll call Tony and have him bring you some ice cream, okay? You like cookie dough, right?”

"You're the best Bruce," she beams at him, "thank you.”

**********

"Hey, lefty," Tony walks up to Sam and Bucky in the living room, "you wanna do me a favor?”

"I dunno, Stark, I’m swamped right now,” Bucky smirks at the TV, “plus, I’m not found of your nicknames."

Sam chuckles, "I think they're awesome."

Bucky glares at the TV, "What do you want?”

"Pepper needs me to attend this meeting at D.C. with her, so I'm heading out. Can you take this—“ he throws Bucky a pint of ice cream that her catches without looking, "up to Soph? Banner said she's been craving some and Helen won't let her have any. Might cheer her up.” He smirks, "I'd appreciate it.”

Bucky looks at the ice cream in his hand, turns to look at Tony, and narrows his eyes, "Why me?”

Tony shrugs, "You two were the first slackers I happened to see. You guys play rock-paper-scissors and loser takes it to her. I gotta go!" Before Bucky could protest anymore, he was gone.

"Alright, Barnes," Sam pats his shoulder, "better get going before that shit melts.”

"Once again, why me?" He raises an eyebrow at Sam, "You do it, you make her laugh and shit. I’ll just be awkward and scare her.”

Sam groans, "Stop fighting with me. We both know you actually want to do it." Before Bucky protests further Sam continues, "plus it'll be good for you to be social with someone other than me. Now go."

**********

It's about 3o'clock in the afternoon and Sophia had found a new TV show to watch on Netflix, Supernatural, it was recommended to her by Natasha. It was really interesting, plus the guys in it were really cute, which was probably why Natasha told her to watch it. She didn't realize how much she missed while she was being tortured. Currently, she was on Season 3 and so mesmerized by the show that she didn't even notice someone come into her room until she heard their voice.

"That's a good show.” Startled, Sophia points her right hand toward the door and it starts glowing an icy white. Bucky raises his hands defensively, "You plan to kill the guy who brought you ice cream?"

"Damn it, Sergeant," she lowers her hand and takes a deep breath, "you scared the hell out of me!” For some reason with the new implant, despite it not even being turned on, Sophia felt on edge. She hadn't threatened anyone at the compound before, so that was new. She was probably going to have a long talk with Tony and Bruce later once they found out about it.

Bucky chuckles and throws the pint to her, which she catches with ease, "Sorry, I thought you knew I was coming up here.”

She smiles down at the ice cream, "I was told Mr. Stark was coming." She looks back at him, "Got a spoon on ya, soldier?”

He rolls his eyes and walks up to her bedside, "Yeah, I came prepared.” She takes the spoon from him, "So, I'm told Helen wouldn't let you have ice cream?”

"Nope." She answers as she tears off the lid, "Bruce said it's cause they don't have any up here, but I dunno," she digs the spoon in and takes a bite, "she's very strict.” She says pointing the spoon at him.

Bucky sits down in the chair to her right and smirks, "Sounds like it.”

"Thank you by the way, this is really good! I love cookie dough.” She smiles at him and he chuckles a bit, "You want some? I'll share.”

He shakes his head, "It's all yours.”

She raises an eyebrow and offers a spoonful, "You sure? I don't like sharing, so this is a one time offer.”

He smiles slightly and shakes his head, "Thanks, but I only brought the one spoon.”

She raises an eyebrow, "I don't have a disease, Sergeant, but suit yourself." She sits back in bed as he blushes a bit, "So where's Mr. Stark?”

He clears his throat, “Um, he said he had a meeting in D.C. with Pepper.”

Continuing to eat her ice cream, she nods, "I see," she pauses, "so he asked you to bring me this?" Bucky nods, "Why you?” That came out a lot ruder than she intended, but she was curious. It seemed like Bucky never went out of his way to see her, only when asked to. Which sort of hurt her feelings.

"I asked him the same thing. He told me that Sam and I were the first people he saw," he crosses his arms, "and I was the one who caught the ice cream when Stark threw it, so here I am.”

Sophia nods her head slowly, "So it's not because you want to be here," she doesn't look at him because she already knew the answer, "it was a favor for Mr. Stark?”

Bucky doesn't hesitate with his answer, "He cares a lot about you.”

She raises an eyebrow at her ice cream. Bucky's response wasn't exactly what she was expecting. It wasn’t I'm just doing him a favor or I wanted to see you. For some reason, it seemed like Bucky was just as guarded around her as she was around everyone else, "At least someone does." She says under her breath, although he clearly heard her, "Anyway, thanks again.”

There’s a moment of silence and before he speaks, ”He's not the only one who cares, ya know.”

She smiles flatly, “Okay.” Sophia knew that Bruce and Tony cared, but she somehow still felt lonely. She had so many wonderful people around her at the compound, but she felt like a fish out of water, like no one really understood what she was going through. Then again, her situation was a bit unique and it would take a special person to truly understand everything she had been through. She takes another spoonful of ice cream and shoves it into her mouth, hoping he got the hint that she didn't want to talk anymore.

Bucky sighs, “So, um, how are you doing?”

"Splendid." Sophia says flatly.

"That good, huh?”

She takes a deep breath, "I don't wanna talk about it, if that's okay?”

"That's fine. Just thought I'd ask." He says rather gruffly and then goes to stand up, "I'll see you around then." He heads for the door, when Sophia starts to feel guilty for being so cold.

“Wait," she says quietly, he stops and turns to look at her, "Thanks for, um," she looks at her pint of ice cream and pokes it with the spoon, "thanks for stopping by," she looks back up at him and meets his blue eyes, "I really do appreciate it. It's um, been quiet up here."

He raises an eyebrow, "Bruce still not letting you have visitors?"

She shakes her head, "No, he wants me to focus on healing and he thinks if people come see me, it'll just overwhelm me."

"Well, um," Bucky shifts in his place for a moment and then continues, "if you want I could stick around for a while."

Truthfully, Bucky didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay and just be in her presence for a little while longer, but she didn't seem to want his company. There was just something about her that captured his attention and drew him in, made him want more. If she would allow it, he'd be perfectly fine with just sitting with her, and watching Netflix with her in complete silence.

Sophia smiles softly, "Okay, you wanna watch Supernatural with me?"

Bucky smiles and moves back to the chair next to her bed, "Sure."

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Darkest Before Dawn

Ch.17: Push and Pull

Steve Rogers x OFC fic

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Chloe wobbled on the shaky metal floor as she tried to reach Natasha. Her leg was still caught under the pipe but Natasha didn't seem so preoccupied with that. Her eyes were trained on Banner.

His eyes were a dark green.

"Winters, get to Banner," Natasha instructed the blonde.

Chloe glanced over to the man and saw he was desperately fighting to keep control of himself. "Hell no! I have to get that pipe off you just in case we have to run for our lives!"

Banner's entire body was already changing.

"Doctor? Bruce, you gotta fight it. This is just what Loki wants. We're gonna be okay. Listen to me!" Natasha spotted a few maintenance men coming to their aid but she weaved them away until they were out of sight. "We're gonna be okay. Right? I swear on my life I will get you out of this, you will walk away, and never ever -"

"Your life?" Banner's voice was no longer his own but a hard gruff one instead.

Chloe recognized it from the videos they'd seen. "Oh God." She hurried towards Natasha and grasped the pipe.

Banner was transforming.

Chloe slapped her hands over the pipe and lifted it off with all her might. The lights flickered off just as the Hulk arrived. He roared once he was in full control.

"Run, run, run!" Chloe had helped Natasha up to her feet and pushed her ahead. She turned to Banner - no, the Hulk. "Sorry about this." She fired a jet of blue energy towards him, knocking him back to where he had originally landed.

"Chloe!" Natasha called from where she was.

"I know!" Chloe broke into a fervent run to catch up.

The Hulk brought down whatever he came across with as he chased the women down. Every now and then Chloe would stop to fire at him but never to combat with him.

"Chloe!" Natasha called after hearing a big thud behind her.

"I'm good!" promised the woman, but when she found Natasha again she had a gash on the side of her head. "I just fell!"

"Mhm!" Natasha shook her head. They couldn't afford to engage like they were used to and they were losing badly.

~ 0 ~

On the other side of the ship, Steve had finally caught up with Tony. He was back in his Iron Man suit in the air, trying to examine the damage the engines sustained.

"I gotta get this super conducting cooling system back online before I can access the rotors, work on dislodging the debris," Tony mumbled to himself, arms stretching forwards to push a pipe further inside.

A blast of energy struck him on the back, pushing his body into the piece and thus into its proper place.

With a groan, Tony peeled himself off from the rotor until he was able to turn around. Seren waited for him in the air with one arm stretched forwards, balled fist ready to attack again. "I think I found Twinkle Star," Tony said with a clearing of his throat.

Steve had looked up to see the woman as well. His heart caught in his throat at the sight of her. Even from where he stood he saw her unusually cold face. "Stark, don't hurt her."

"Uuh, is she going to hurt me?" Tony demanded, presuming that the answer wouldn't be the one he hoped for. "Maybe we can work something out," he called out to Seren. "You already pushed in one rotor so thank you—"

Seren's face scrunched with anger. Her fist glowed a colorful flame then fired again. Tony dropped lower to avoid the hit but quickly surveyed the impact it had on the rotor. She was a strong one, alright. "If we stay here, she'll destroy the engines!"

"Bring her down!" Steve exclaimed. It was better for Seren to be on the ground rather than in the air, even it meant he'd inevitably have to cross paths with her.

"Yup!" Tony was quick to dive further down, prompting Seren to follow after him. "Head to the engine control panel on your left and tell me which relays are in overload position!"

"What!? But she's right behind you—"

"I can multitask!" barked Tony. "In a minute, you'll have to as well!"

Without other options, Steve followed and rushed for the panel. He jumped and swung himself to the floor above. He ripped the control panel open and saw far too many wires.

"What's it look like in there?" called Tony. He turned around to project his own blasts against Seren. She conjured up a momentary shield then returned the favor with more star bolts.

Steve assessed as much as he could of what he saw but the truth was he still needed a lot more lessons on the electricity part of this new world. Everything flashed red and orange. "It...seems to run on some form of electricity."

Tiny paused for a second to process that answer. This was really his partner for the moment. "Well...you're not wrong."

Seren delivered a punch across his chest, shooting him down to the half-standing floor. She then looked up to where Steve was. She zoomed high to catch up with him.

~ 0 ~

The room below had grown far too dark for Chloe's and Natasha's liking. They had snuck under an engine to avoid getting thrown for the moment, but they both knew that they wouldn't be able to hide forever. Natasha had primed her gun when they decided to move out from the pipes. Chloe's fists were balled, ready to attack at the first sign of trouble. They slipped out in silence and walked cautiously. They only made it a few steps when the Hulk jumped at them, roaring at the top of his lungs. Both women screamed with him.

Natasha fired at a pipe above the Hulk's head, causing a steak of gas to spit out. She then led Chloe down a narrow passage in another run.

The Hulk was soon on their tail again, catching up with them as they were about to leave the passage. He backhanded Natasha who'd come out first then did the same with Chloe.

"C'mon Banner," Chloe begged in-between pants for air. She sat upright. "Stop all this!"

The Hulk started making way for them. Natasha was having a hard time getting up but she knew she had to when she saw the green body coming towards her. She hated that her muscles were screaming a deep 'no way' at her, keeping her to the ground.

The Hulk raised his fist to strike her but before he could lower it, he was tackled through the wall into the next room.

"Natasha!" Chloe yelled and hobbled her way towards her friend until her body could respond the way it needed to.

"What was...what was…?" Natasha was breathing heavily, clearly affected by the near death experience. She had been trained to fight and kill but nothing had prepared her for the Hulk, and it showed.

Chloe helped her stand up and looked at the big gaping hole in the wall. "Thor's taking care of him now. I hope." He did have far more strength than all of them combined; Thor could be the perfect match for the Hulk. "C'mon!" She pulled Natasha down the opposite way, having to basically lead her all the way. This fight was going to leave a bit of a scar, both literally and mentally.

'We've got a perimeter breach. Hostiles are in SHIELD gear. Call out to every junction.'

Chloe came to an abrupt stop. She glanced at Natasha, both nodding in agreement. Clint Barton would definitely be leading such a faction. If they wanted to stop him, their best chance was to fight him and subdue him.

They switched gears and headed for the bridge.

~ 0 ~

Steve had done what he hoped was the right way to "fix the relays". Tony was very quick with those instructions and he himself was panicking more with each second that passed by. "The relays are intact, what's our next—"

"Cap, she's up!" he heard Tony's urgent shout. Steve quickly looked over his shoulder just as a flaming bolt of star matter was thrown his way. He jumped to the side, landing in a tumble. "Don't let her hit the control panel!" Tony snapped.

"I'll try my best!" Steve said with a groan as he started picking himself up. Seren finally landed on the ground and walked a few steps towards him. Her eyes were so cold, it just didn't fit. "C'mon Seren, we don't have to do this."

"She's not exactly in a listening mood!" Tony flew upwards for the engines.

"Not true," Seren spoke for the first time, startling the pair. She blinked calmly with her new blue eyes. "I listen when I have to."

"Then listen to me right now!" Steve exclaimed. "Loki — he's messing with your head!"

"The Tesseract showed me something I needed," she walked a couple more steps towards him. He took back the same amount.

"I doubt whatever it showed you is something you needed."

A deep scowl crossed Seren's face. "How would you know?" she demanded in the iciest of tones then lunged on Steve with readied fists. "You don't even know me!"

"Multitask!" Steve heard Tony's voice very briefly in the midst of the fight that ensued. He didn't want to fight Seren under any circumstances. He ducked and moved to avoid her fists but he was aware that if one of them started to glow, he wouldn't be able to keep using the strategy.

"I know I haven't been a very good friend to you but I want to fix that!" Steve ducked when Seren swung an arm his way but he wasn't so lucky with the next arm. Her fist collided with his cheek and sent him back a few steps. His eyes were wide with shock. She'd actually moved him. No one had yet to do that to him and yet Seren did it without breaking a sweat. Honestly, he never thought he would meet someone who could match him — possibly outmatch him.

Seren scoffed. "Oh please, the man out of his Time. What do you know about me and this world?" When she lunged again with glowing fists, Steve caught her by the wrists.

"That's what Loki said to me which means you're not the one talking!" Steve held onto her wrists as tightly as he could and even that was a struggle.

"I'm the one talking!" Seren snapped. One touch was all she needed to hurt him. It forced Steve to do the same against her. It was genuinely stunning to see they were locked in a push-and-pull mode. When this was all over and Seren was back to normal — because she would be completely fine after this — he would commend her for telling the truth about their similar physiology.

Right now, though, he had to think about winning...even if it meant hurting her. If he knew Seren, and he liked to think that he did, then she would want him to stop her from hurting people. With that mentality, he switched gears. He stopped pushing against her, making her nearly fall forwards. He grabbed her arm midfall and, regretfully, slammed her against the wall face-first. He quickly grabbed her wrists and pinned them on her back.

"Seren, c'mon, snap out of it!"

She growled and shook her body to get out of his hold. "You're stupid if you think words will make all this better. If you were smart enough, you'd join us."

That wasn't Seren. It couldn't be. "Seren, what did the Tesseract show you?"

A sour laugh left Seren's lips — something so unlike her.

Up above, Tony had done good on his repairments. The next step, however, was a bit more complicated. "Even if I clear the rotors, this thing won't re-engage without a jump. I'm gonna have to get in there and push."

Steve held onto Seren's wrists tightly, as much as he could actually. She was proving her strength and if things weren't so dire, he'd be a little alarmed. "If that thing gets up to speed, you'll get shredded…"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Remember what I said about multi-tasking? Stay in the control unit and reverse polarity long enough to disengage maglev and that should—"

Now it was Steve's turn to roll his eyes. "Speak English!" He shouted.

Tony groaned loudly enough to make his point. "See that red lever?" Steve looked over to see the bright red lever in front of him. "It'll slow the rotors down long enough for me to get out. Stand by it, wait for my word."

"Easier said than done!"

Seren suddenly stopped struggling. Steve barely looked down at her wrists when she shoved her entire body against his. The two landed near the edge of the floor, one over the other. Seren quickly rolled off him and tried making a fly up. Steve reacted fast and grabbed her leg, pulling her down. She landed flat on her back next to him and took a moment as she groaned.

Steve was already looking at her when she turned her head his way. "You should have told me about the Tesseract, Seren..."

Seren scoffed. "And do what? Help me? Please. Didn't you end up at the bottom of the ocean for that thing? Maybe if you'd hidden it better, we wouldn't be here right now."

"Maybe..." Steve considered the idea with a sigh, "And then you wouldn't be like this. Weaponized by an alien."

"Newsflash, Captain, I am an alien. Everyone's always been so afraid of that detail!" Seren kicked herself up on her feet. "And now I've turned into the thing they most feared." She raised her hands, fingers spread apart as energy danced between them. "You met Seren — mousy little Seren," she feigned a pout for a second before an unsual hardness took over her face, "Seren, who walks with her head down; Seren, who watches her every word. Now you're dealing with Stardust. She—" she smirked, "—is all alien." Her hands balled into fists and the energy around them radiated. "No restrictions, no restraints — freedom." She charged for Steve, drawing back one arm to fire a series of star bolts.

Steve ducked to avoid the first round but after that it became a series of narrow escapes.

~ 0 ~

Chloe's and Natasha's plans to reach the bridge were cut short upon meeting another faction of Clint's group. If they wanted to reach the bridge at all, they needed to get rid of the group. So, they fought but in doing so, they were separated. It was only when they heard the intercom say the Hulk was down on Earth that they were able to gather some sense around them.

Whether or not that was good news was left undecided as the next time the intercom talked, it was to announce that another of their engines was down.

"One more and we're dead!" Natasha exclaimed. "What the hell are those idiots doing outside?"

"Seren's out there!" Chloe reminded.

"It's Barton, he took out our systems," Fury's voice rang through their earpieces. "He's headed for the detention lab. Does anybody copy?"

Natasha stiffened. She met Chloe's look, silently announcing that this was her mission. Chloe wouldn't protest. "This is Agent Romanoff. I copy," she answered.

"You sure?" Chloe asked. She had never known Natasha to be compromised in any mission but she was aware of the deep connection she had to Clint. This could be the first time and she didn't want Natasha to be alone when it happened.

Natasha nodded firmly. "Yeah. Get to the bridge!"

~ 0 ~

"Stark, we're losing altitude!" Tony heard Fury's angry declaration whilst he was pushing a rotor back into place.

"Yeah, I got that! Handling it!" He was really doing his best here. He had flown in-between the rotors and was pushing as much as he could. They slowly picked up speed but it didn't seem to be enough in the beginning. He had to push harder.

So he did...and it started to work. The helicarrier ultimately pulled itself back and now all that was left was for Steve to pull that lever so he could slip from the rotors.

But that didn't happen.

Steve was trying to avoid Seren again. She'd left behind her powers for the moment to strike him the old fashioned way. Where she tried punching — and she had already — he would just dodge.

"Pathetic!" Seren spat after Steve's latest dodge. "This is what history rambled on about? A man who won't even fight?"

"I don't want to fight you, Seren!? Don't you get it!?" Steve exclaimed. "You're my friend! You're the one who showed me how to live in this new world!"

"An assignment," Seren said coldly, coming to a momentary ceasefire to get the point across. "Agent Soul was assigned to help Captain America re-adjust. Don't you get it? You were just a job."

"Maybe," Steve nodded, feigning like that wasn't actually puncturing his heart a bit—or maybe slightly more than he wanted to think. "But you didn't have to be my friend. That wasn't Agent Soul. That was Seren and I really grew to like her. And I'm sorry for being such a crappy friend in return. I was so centered in my misery, my pain, that I didn't take the opportunity to get to know you."

Seren's expression had gone stoic. For a second, Steve wondered if he'd been able to momentarily to cut through the Tesseract's mind control.

"ROGERS!" Tony shouted when one of the rotors caught him and spun him around at top speed.

Steve winced at the loud scream in his ear. At the same time, Seren rushed forward to ram her fist on his face. He barely caught her by the wrist then shoved her back. She stumbled back a few steps then came right back. "Seren, please!" He said desperately as he grabbed her in a chokehold. He held her tightly, a part him of unsure if he was trying to hug her instead. He didn't care that this was the closest equal battle he'd fought in, he cared that he was fighting his own friend — the only friend he had in this world and he couldn't even reach her, pull her out from the darkness that she'd unknowingly pulled him out of.

"Beg all you want," Seren laughed, twisting every which way to break free. "As we speak, Clint's taking out the others inside the Helicarrier. In five more minutes, I'll strike you and Stark down."

"Seren!"

"She's not going to listen!" Tony yelled again. "Clock her out! Aren't you packed with strength or something?"

"Did you forget - so is she!?" Steve tightened his grip more. This wouldn't last very long.

Tony would give Steve the point after he stopped the rotors. "C'MON! I'm going to die in here!"

Steve caught another of Seren's fists and used his grip on her to throw her in the opposite direction. He would apologize later. He dashed for the lever. He heard Seren's bolts coming before they reached him. He ducked and kept running, nearly tripping on his own feet. Finally, his hand grabbed onto the lever and yanked it down.

The rotor would then spit Tony's body out through one of its vents. He used the last of his suit's strength to fly directly for Seren, ramming her down to the ground. She glared at him, her fist glowing again when Tony slammed her head against the ground. She wasn't going to stay awake after that.

"Night, night, Twinkle Star," Tony fell to the side with a heavy breath.

Steve hurried back to the two and knelt down beside Seren's body. He pressed two fingers on her neck to feel her pulse and while it was there, he thought it could be a little bit stronger than what it was. He cradled Seren's head, hoping she would wake up and not be brainwashed? If it was even possible...

"Yeah, I'm fine too, thanks," Tony said from his spot, groaning. "Word of advice, if you have a little crush on the woman, let someone else fight her."

Steve wanted to punch Tony so badly...

~ 0 ~

The remaining group regathered in the briefing room. The air was terse from their fight and the ending result. Thor and the Hulk were gone. Seren and Clint were out-cold, their mind status unknown yet. Agent Coulson was dead. Loki had killed him without a second thought and now he was gone with the Tesseract.

Fury tossed Phil's set of cards over the table where Steve and Tony were sitting. "These were in Phil Coulson's jacket. Guess he never did get you to sign them."

Steve noticed the bright red spots on a couple of the cards. Blood. He was swallowed hard. They should have been more focused. Now everything was all wrong.

"We're dead in the air up here. Our communications, location of the cube, Banner, Thor. I got nothing for you…" Fury started going on for the others in the room, "Lost my one good eye. Think I had that coming. Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the Tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number, though, because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea - Soul and Stark know this - called the Avengers Initiative."

Steve met Fury's gaze. He'd heard the name briefly from Seren at one point.

"It started a long time ago with Agent Soul. She was the first we recruited and as time went by, there was talks to expand it and include more people. A team. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, see if they could become something more. See if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could. Phil Coulson died still believing in that idea, in heroes. Well, it's an old fashioned notion."

Chloe walked into the room then, immediately claiming the attention. Steve quickly turned in his chair, anxious to hear about Seren. Chloe was looking directly at Fury, her expression rather hard. "The Initiative is Seren's life's work — it shouldn't even belong to S.H.I.E.L.D. at this point. It's hers."

"If that's what she was working on, then maybe it's a good thing she's out cold," Tony said as he pushed himself up from his seat.

"Hey," Steve glared at the man beside him, "Whatever you think you know, you don't. What happened to Seren should never happen to anyone."

"It's more of what you don't know," Tony countered, meeting Fury's gaze, "See this isn't the first time I hear about this stupid Initiative. Some of just don't make the cut, right?"

Steve followed Tony's gaze towards Fury, as did Chloe, but of course Fury never responded. Tony hadn't expected anything less and left the room altogether.

"What was he talking about?" Steve demanded from Fury.

"Agent Soul never spoke about it?" Fury sounded like he didn't believe it regardless of whatever Steve was going to respond with.

"Seren was professional," Steve frowned. "She didn't speak about her missions much, especially not some Initiative. So, what is it?"

"It's not your prerogative, I'm afraid," Fury said, making a round on the table, "It's dead, anyways."

"No, it's not," snapped Chloe, her brow furrowing angrily on behalf of her beloved friend. "And I bet if Seren had known your intentions with Stark, she would have had a thing or two to say about it. You should have never sent in Natasha in her place anyways."

Steve had no idea what Chloe was talking about but since it did sound like Seren had been displaced by Natasha, he didn't like it one bit. He stood up from his chair, fixating another glare towards Fury. "What did you do?"

"Nothing," Fury said incredulously, "Agent Winters do not forget where you stand in all this. You know well you should be halfway around the world by now."

"Fat chance," Chloe spat, "I'm not leaving until Seren is better and this is all over." She then walked up beside Steve and grabbed his arm. "We're going to go see Seren now and if she decides to take over, we're going to let her. This is her domain anyways."

Fury let them leave without saying anything.

~ 0 ~

Chloe led the way in the hallway, her pace hasty. Her mind was spiraling with everything that was going on and having an active Hive Mind in her head wasn't helping the situation. They were buzzing from her emotions and their emotions put together.

"Chloe!" Steve called, having no trouble keeping up with her. "You gotta tell me what all that was about."

"I'd rather Seren do it, honestly. I'm not good with talking about this stuff. Seren's always been better at it."

"Well, Seren's not here right now and you're about the only person I trust in this place so please—" Steve grabbed Chloe's arm and turned her around, "—have some pity and just tell me what's going on. Why's Stark more pissed about this than he should be? And what's Seren got to do with it and this-this Initiative Fury was talking about?"

Chloe sighed and gently pushed Steve's hand off her arm. "Steve, it's seriously a long story. And it's all about Seren. She needs to be the one to tell you. I'm telling you — yes, Fury came up with the idea but Seren is the one who brought it to life. It's hers. It's like her baby."

Steve still found a quick alternative. "What about Stark? What's his problem? Seren's not even here and he's acting like—"

"Stark is just pissed because of Natasha," Chloe shrugged, "And Fury. He's bitter and if I had a report written about me, I probably would have been to."

"Report? What report?"

Chloe licked her lips. "It's really—"

"Chloe."

"A while back, Fury sent Natasha undercover to pose as Tony's assistant — or his girlfriend's assistant — so that she could observe Tony."

"Observe him for what?"

"To see if he would be a good candidate for the Initiative," Chloe said, rolling her eyes, "Seren's new partner."

"And let me guess," Steve crossed his arms, "Seren doesn't know about it?"

"I'm sure Fury never told her about it," Chloe said.

"Natasha?"

"I never know what that woman. But the point is, in the report that Natasha wrote, she basically said Tony wouldn't be a good fit."

"And now he's taking it out on Seren," Steve nodded to himself. He understood Tony's thought process but hated it nonetheless. "Fine, I'll set him straight."

"No!" Chloe exclaimed, latching onto his arm before he left her. "We need to check on Seren first. If I know her, she's going to be blaming herself for what happened. You really don't get how important this stuff is to her. She's going to need us. C'mon..." She gently pulled Steve with her, only letting him go when she was sure that he would follow her.

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The Interview - Chapter 16

The Interview - A Captain America Fanfic

Masterlist PREVIOUS //

Rating: E

Warnings: none

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Melody Danes

Word Count: 2126

Summary: Melody Danes gets the break of a lifetime when as a lowly intern, she’s assigned to write a profile piece on Captain America. Steve Rogers is a hard man not to fall for and as she and Melody get closer and Melody’s career takes off, jealousy leads to sabotage, and the potential to bring her whole world crashing down.

Chapter 16

Excitement bubbled in Melody's stomach as she rode the Avengers Tower elevator up with Bobbi. They’d both been to the tower plenty of times. They’d met all the Avengers. This was different though. They weren’t there to sleep over with their prospective boyfriends. They weren’t there for a party that half of the city had been invited to. They weren’t there for work. Tony Stark had invited them to dinner with the team specifically to get to know them. He’d even had an assistant call to find out if either of them had any special dietary requirements to make sure they felt completely correctly catered for. He wanted them to feel comfortable because for the Avengers this was the equivalent of meeting the family.

It felt like a big deal. A relationship marker. This was the part where the people who loved them best decided if Melody and Bobbi were good enough for them. Melody just wished it had been Steve’s idea.

Bobbi reached over and gave Melody a push. “It’s going to be fine. It’s just dinner.”

Melody pushed her back. “I know. I know. It just feels like a big deal. I don’t know if I should ask Steve to come meet my parents after this or what.”

“Well, at least you get to think about that as an option,” Bobbi said.

Melody frowned and put her arm around her cousin. “I’m sorry. I know. But you got me.”

Bobbi rested her cheek on the top of Melody’s head for a moment. “Yeah, I’ve got you,” she said. “And Bucky’s already met you, and he thinks you’re great. So I’ve got nothing to worry about. Still, there are my sisters, and I hold out hope mom and dad will come around.”

The elevator opened, and to Melody’s surprise, instead of opening out onto the party deck where she’d first met the rest of the team, it was straight into an apartment. She could only assume this was the penthouse because it appeared to take up the entire floor, and at least the one above too, as there was a large glass staircase that wound up on the left of the room. Ahead of her were three steps that led to what appeared to be a living room and the top of the Chrysler building dominated the view out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The Avengers were all sitting on the couches together and they stood when the doors opened. As well as Steve, Bucky, and Tony there, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, James Rhodes, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Thor, Maria Hill, Sharon Carter, and Pepper Potts were all there. She’d met them all at the party, though some only very briefly, and while most she knew just due to their fame, there were others whose job it was not to be known by the general public. Melody had Steve go through everyone’s names before coming just so she wouldn’t embarrass herself.

“Here are the guests of honor,” Tony announced, when they approached he stepped forward and kissed each of them on the cheek. “Welcome, welcome. Have you all met? I’m sure you know most of them from their do-goodings. That’s Maria and Sharon. Anyone else you might not know?”

“It’s fine, Tony,” Steve said as he put his arm around Melody. “They both met everyone at the party.”

“Though some of us only briefly,” Hill said. “It’s nice to see you still around. I don’t think any of us have ever seen that before.”

“This is the first person I’ve even seen Bucky actually date,” Clint said.

“There was that blind date Natasha set him up on,” Sam replied.

“Alright, alright. We don’t all need to be going over my love life in front of my girlfriend,” Bucky said.

Bobbi took his hand and kissed his palm. “Your past doesn’t bother me, mi corazón. They can tease.”

“Great, permission granted,” Sam said, rubbing his hands together. “This is going to be great!”

Bucky groaned and ran his prosthetic hand down his face. “Fuckin’ great.”

“Come on, come on,” Tony said. “Dinner won’t wait forever. Let’s go through.”

Melody had never seen a dining table as large as the one in Tony’s dining room in person before, and while she’d seen ones on TV just as big or maybe even larger, they featured on shows with vampires, or large mafia families, or epic sagas with Kings and Queens. Those tables were always dark and heavy hardwood. Often they were ornately carved. This was nothing like those tables. It was rectangular and made of what looked like a single piece of highly polished obsidian and sat on a support of polished chrome in the shape of an x.

Steve pulled out one of the black padded chairs for Melody and she took her seat as everyone else sat down around her. As soon as they were seated two waiters came out and began filling glasses. One poured either red or white wine into the wine glasses, while the other poured water into the highballs beside them. Already set out on the table were platters with olives and warm sourdough bread, as well as meatballs, stuffed zucchini flowers, focaccia, and some kind of arancini.

Melody helped herself to a little of everything as the rest of the group filled their plates. She was used to eating with Steve and Bucky at this point and wasn’t surprised to see how full Bucky’s plate was, nor how Steve had leaned more into the high protein things like the meatballs over the empty calories of the white bread. She was surprised to see just how much Thor had taken. He had dragged an entire platter of meatballs down to himself and added handfuls of everything else to it.

“Speaking of people’s love lives,” Melody said. “How’s things going with Mattie, Sam? He talks about you a lot.”

Sam’s eyes lit up at the mention of his new relationship. “It’s going great,” he said. “I mean - you know what it’s like dating an Avenger. I don’t always have a lot of free time, but we’re having a great time together.”

“Ohh… is there another meet-the-family dinner coming up?” Tony asked, a teasing tone in his voice.

“I’ll happily let all of you degenerates meet him any time,” Sam teased. “But we’re a little way off taking him back to Lousianna.”

Tony put his hand on his chest. “I’m wounded, Tweety. You wound me.”

The appetizers were already starting to run out and the waiters started to bring out bowls of a rich soup filled with clams still in their shells.”

“That’s Zuppa Di Vongole,” Tony explained. “It was one of my grandmother’s favorites. Or if you don’t eat fish, you’re getting minestrone.”

“How many courses are we having tonight, Tony?” Steve asked.

“Just six,” he said. “I didn’t go overboard.”

Sharon, Sam, and Clint started laughing, while Steve, Pepper, and Rhodey shook their heads, the look of resigned disbelief was mirrored in all of them.

“Thank you so much for doing all this, Tony,” Bobbi said. “In a way, it reminds me of dinners with my whole extended family. Only we all cooked together as well. And it was a lot more dysfunctional.”

“Give it time,” Bucky muttered.

“You don’t want to cook with all of us,” Bruce said. “There’s only a couple of people here who can cook. Most of us burn water.”

“Well part of the fun is passing on tradition, isn’t it?” Bobbi said. “Bucky’s a great cook. We’ve been teaching each other different recipes.”

“I didn’t know you liked cooking, Bucky,” Sam said.

Bucky shrugged. “You don’t know lots of things about me.”

Sam looked at him deadpan. “Well I was going to offer to share some of my family recipes with you, but see if I do now.”

Melody was using one of her clam shells to pick out the clams from the others, but there was still a lot of soup left in her bowl compared to the people around her. She was a little worried she’d still be eating by the time the next course came out. She leaned up to Steve’s ear. “I might need your help to eat all this.”

Steve chuckled. “And you’re asking me?”

“Think of it as a public service. Your poor hard done by girlfriend needs to save face,” she whispered.

Steve laughed harder and stole a quick kiss. “Okay, I’ll help you,” he said.

“Thank you, honey,” she said and kissed his cheek.

Steve shook his head, smiling affectionately as he scooped some of the soup from Melody’s bowl into his own. She was just getting to the bottom of the bowl when the waiters came out with the next course. This time it was a salad course. Most everyone got a Caprese salad, though Tony and Pepper seemed to have gone for something without dairy that featured pear and red cabbage.

“Still avoiding dairy, Tones?” Rhodey asked.

“Well, cutting it down. It’s hard when there’s a Ben and Jerry’s flavor named after me,” Tony said.

“That’s not the humble brag you think it is, Tones,” Clint said. “Most of the people here have Ben and Jerry’s flavors named after them.”

“And not one of them is as good as Phish Food,” Maria said.

“Woah, woah, woah,” Tony said. “Hey now, I won’t hear a thing against Stark Raving Hazelnuts.”

Melody was starting to think she might make it through the entire six courses as she ate her salad. It was light and fresh, and it didn’t feel like it was filling her up at all. Then the waiters began bringing out the next course.

“Gnocchi with pesto cream,” Tony said. “But it’s a cashew cream.”

Melody took a sip of her wine before she started eating. Before she even took a bite, the conversation had started up again.

“Stark said you interviewed him, Lady Bobbi,” Thor said.

“Yeah, that’s right,” she said. “We had fun. You should do it.”

Tony snorted and took a quick swallow of his water. “Sorry. I just imagined what it would be like for your team to be making food from 2000 BCE.”

“Just big slabs of meat roasted over coals,” Melody laughed.

“I would not complain,” Thor said. “A feast is a feast.”

“That sounds better than what I had to eat. Everything I had was set in jello,” Tony said.

Clint laughed loudly. “Amazing. I can’t wait to watch it.”

“So what’s the premise?” Sharon asked.

“Just a casual interview while you eat food made from recipes in magazines that came out the year you were born,” Melody said. “We have other ideas too. But so far we like that one.”

“That does sound fun. I hate doing interviews and I’d do that,” Clint said.

“You’d be so welcome,” Melody said. “I was also thinking of doing a series where we compared things from different chains. Like pizza or burgers.”

“Oh, oh, I want to do that one,” Clint said.

“I’ll call you to set it up. Thanks, Clint,” Melody said.

“So what did you have to eat Tony?” Natasha said.

“There was a red cabbage salad in a jello that tasted like acid,” Tony said. “This loaf made of creamed liver, this sandwich that was made to look like a cake.”

“Mmm… sounds so appetizing,” Rhodey said.

“I was a little worried he was going to get revenge with this dinner,” Bobbi joked.

“There’s still two courses to go,” Sam said.

Tony laughed hard. “See, I’m a better person than I thought. That didn’t even occur to me.”

Despite Steve’s help, Melody was very full by the time she finished the pasta course. She noticed that most of the other mortals were struggling too. Pepper’s plate was practically full when they took it away and replaced it with Tuscan-style lamb shanks, while the non-meat eaters were given eggplant parmigiana. Thankfully, the conversation flowed freely around the room. So while Melody was feeling overfull, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.

The fact that Steve’s friends were all so open to accepting both Melody and Bobbi was gratifying. Nothing was quite as gratifying as seeing Steve and Bucky enjoying having Melody and Bobbi fit in with their friends. By the end of the night, Steve had never looked so in love, and it made Melody’s heart feel full every time he looked at her.

By the end of the night and after a serving of Tiramisu served with Vin Santo, Melody not only felt very full but very content.

She said goodnight to everyone and headed to the elevator with Steve. “Will you spend the night?” Steve asked.

She looked up at him and smiled. “You couldn’t keep me away.”

// NEXT

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ao3feed-janefoster · 1 year

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LITTLE DREAMER (Bruce Banner x Reader)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/bhEcWse

by narohhh

Short story!

ABO dynamics where everyone smells of soap up until they find their true mate.

In this case, you found yours while you were playing a game with your best friend. This game- however -comes to a swift end, because by pure accident, you find your alpha which just so happens to be Code Green.

Alpha!Bruce Banner x Female!Omega!Reader

Words: 3613, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Reader, Bruce Banner, Hulk (Marvel), Clint Barton, Hawkeye, Original Female Character(s), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Happy Hogan

Relationships: Bruce Banner/Reader, Clint Barton/Original Female Character(s), Jane Foster/Thor, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, everyone smells like soap, until you find ur soulmate, all scents i used are a product of bath and body works, bc im a slut for bath and body works, Protective Hulk (Marvel), Bruce Banner Hulks Out, Bruce Banner Needs a Hug, ofc is a little shit, But so is Reader, reader is female, Female!Reader - Freeform, ABO dynamics, Alpha Bruce Banner, Omega Reader, ofc is a beta, Beta Clint Barton, Alpha Natasha Romanov, Omega Jane Foster (Marvel), Alpha Thor (Marvel), Beta Pepper Potts, Beta Tony Stark, Beta Happy Hogan, guess who can't think of anymore tags, also the world needs more alpha bruce banner, okay? bye now

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/bhEcWse

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ao3feed-irondadspiderson · 2 years

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/41711460

What Could Have Been by Summers_lover82 After Katherine Summers reveals her pregnancy before the Summers Family Camping Trip, Chris Summers decides it's too much to put his pregnant wife through and cancels it, which alters the course of the Summers family forever. Instead of being orphaned at a young age, Scott, Alex, and Gabriel are given the chance to grow up with their family in Anchorage, Alaska. At least until Scott comes into his mutation. In front of Tony Stark. Tony, softened by being Peter Parker's 'mentor,' offers the Summers family sanctuary in New York and the Avengers begin training Scott to control his powers and to be a hero. There's more but I just suck at summaries Words: 393, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Comicverse), X-Men Evolution, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Avengers (Comics), Ultimate Spider-Man (Cartoon 2012) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Christopher Summers, Katherine Summers, Scott Summers, Alex Summers, Gabriel Summers, Deborah Summers, Philip Summers, OFC, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes Relationships: Christopher Summers/Katherine Summers, Christopher Summers & Scott Summers, Christopher Summers & Alexander Summers, Christopher Summers & Gabriel Summers, Christopher Summers & OFC, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Philip Summers & Christopher Summers, Peter Parker & Scott Summers Additional Tags: Character Death, Non-Consensual Spanking, Spanking, Cyclops becomes an Avenger, Cyclops isn't in the X-Men, Katherine lives... for a while, Irondad, Spider-son, Not a fan of Steve Rogers, Because Cyclops was right and I can't let it go, No Cyclops/Jean, Mentor Tony Stark, Math genius Scott Summers, Scott Summers-centric, Chris Summers-Centric, Probably incorrect science-ing but I tried my best, Probably incorrect USA military-ing but I tried my best, General Ross is an asshole, Don't want spoilers so I can't add some tags, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, But Tony still mentors Peter, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Parent Tony Stark

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caspermarvelimagines · 2 years

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The Girl Who Cried Wolf

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The labs were much more advanced than the ones Bruce had access to back before his accident. Tony had given him full access to all the ‘toys and whistles’ and told him that he was more than welcome to use the labs as he pleased.

Bruce didn’t know where to start.

Tony finished giving him the low down of the place and was just stood waiting for a reaction out of him as Bruce gawked at the tech around him. Though his mind was awakening with all the possibilities that these labs held for himself and his research – maybe even a cure for his green problem – there wasn’t enough answers to what he had saw in that bar.

“I get it, you’re totally in awe of the place but honestly the silence is kind of a buzz kill here.” Tony interrupted his thoughts and pulled him back to the present of him still having said nothing about where he wanted to start.

“Sorry Tony,” Bruce shook his head and pushed his glasses further up his nose from their slipped position. “Just taking it all in.”

Tony purses his lips in thought as his eyes glint with curiosity. Seeing Bruce’s eyes looking around the lab but Tony recognised the hollow look as his mind was else where.

“I have tracking software,” Bruce’s head snaps in Tony’s direction after his announcement. Tony rolls his eyes as he explains, “Started it when I announced the closure of the weapons program back in the day. Used it to track down any and all weapons with my name plastered on the side of it. Had offers from the US army to use for keeping track of soldier lost in battle. Still working out some kinks before I consider signing anything though, need to make sure it’s ready and not going to land someone else’s hands.”

“That kind of tech could help save hundreds of soldiers, but how would it be implemented?” Bruce asked.

“I was thinking something along the lines of putting it in their uniform or weapons, but that’s for another day.” Tony waves it off and stuffs his hands in his jeans pockets. “I reckon we could find that wolf.”

“Well, funnily enough she wasn’t exactly hiding.” Bruce mutters and Tony raises an eyebrow.

“What do you mean ‘she’?” Tony asks. Bruce clears his throat as he remembers how he hadn’t mentioned to the others yet how he had found their mystery helper two days after the attack.

“Well… I thought it would be worth finding the missing party that aided us that day-”

“You went solo on that?” Tony interrupts and Bruce stutters over his own words.

“I-I didn’t tech-techincally go solo. No, I did. But it wasn’t under direct orders or anything Fury knew about.” Bruce admits as he scratches the back of his neck.

“So when we were grilling Fury about telling us about the werewolf of New York knock off, you had already met the party involved?” Tony wraps up his thoughts as best he could. Mostly though he was slightly irked that Bruce had been able to find them before he could – specially seeming as it was Tony that they saved from becoming part of the tarmac.

“She wasn’t exactly thrilled I’d found her, I didn’t want everyone to suddenly bombard her too.” Bruce tries to calm the air between the two. Tony leans back against the counter behind him and rolls his tongue against his teeth.

“Tony I’m not sure if Fury was lying or telling the truth, but there was definitely something that was keeping her guard up.” Bruce reveals. He had thought it was strange how cold the woman had been, she didn’t give him her name neither – though he doesn’t blame her. She had been rigid through the entirety of their conversation and when the other woman – presumably the owner of the bar – came around, she had taken up a protective stance as though ready for another fight. Bruce didn’t understand anything about that interaction; hell he still couldn’t get his head around the fact he had willingly fought aliens.

“Fury knows. He just won’t let on that he does.” Tony tuts as he pushes off the counter and moves over to another table that held several screens and a monitor. “Like I said on the helicarrier, his secrets have secrets.”

“Well maybe this one is worth leaving alone,” Bruce suggests as he watches Tony fiddle with the keyboard to one of the screens. “Maybe there’s a reason we haven’t been introduced.”

“Maybe there’s a reason we saw her though.” Tony ponders aloud. Bruce sighs defeated. Tony was stubborn and there wasn’t enough energy in the day to convince him otherwise about his decision.

Bruce knew that Tony felt a gratitude towards the mystery woman for saving his life after he went on a self sacrifice with the nuke into the wormhole. But if this woman didn’t want to be thanked when Bruce went to her, what makes Tony think that’ll she accept his thanks?

“Even if she were under Fury’s guise or orders, I highly doubt he would’ve kept her in New York after we grilled him.” Tony mutters to himself as he begins his search for the mysterious wolf.

***

Riley had spent two months in Germany for the mission that Fury sent her on. She went under a fake alias and wore contact lenses to keep her most identifying figure disguised as she searched for the informant. She had been running in circles for a while trying to find a lead on where the informant could be hiding and when she found him, oh lord did she get that information out of him. It appeared that the old Nazi funded organisation Hydra was still making it’s rounds in the modern day and were still trying to perfect the serum that was used on Capitan America.

Riley had done her research through Shields network to find out more about Hydra and what she read made her sick to her core. The experiments, the horrific acts of terrorism, everything about the organisation filled her with disgust.

But she wasn’t going to take on the entire organisation alone, she would have to await further orders for that.

For now she was packing up the rucksack she took with her to the hotel that she had stayed in and was preparing to meet at the extraction point and head home. She was mostly looking forward to getting Mittens back from Wendy and getting as much love out of her little feline friend as she could.

Riley made sure that she left everything clean for the housekeeping, left a nice tip under the pillow and put the dirty sheets together at the end of the bed. She pushed the button to the elevator and waited for it to ascend to her floor. With her hands in her green jacket pockets and her rucksack on her back she patiently waited when she noticed the dark shadow out the corner of her eye. Scratching the back of her neck, she turns her head in the direction of a man slowly making his way down the hall. Riley also clocks the gun in the back left of his trousers. Riley smiles politely to the man before returning back to her previous position. Sniffing the air as though she had a runny nose she caught the scent of a metallic tang to all but confirm her suspicions.

She’s been compromised.

Riley had to think fast, because if she got into this elevator with this man she was a thousand percent sure he was there to silence her. She couldn’t create a scene, otherwise she’ll be putting the lives of innocent people at risk. She’d have to do this carefully. But hell, she was a bit rusty at this part of the job.

The elevator dinged to signal its arrival on the floor. The man gestured for Riley to enter first and she did with him following shortly behind. Riley pushed the button for the ground floor and kept one hand out of her pockets for now. The man stood behind her to her right and Riley made sure to keep her ears pinned on him and only him. Listening to his deep breathing, the fabric of his trousers rubbing like sand as he fidgeted behind her and to the click of him releasing the safety on his gun.

Riley spun to her right and grabbed the man’s arm and slammed it down twice over her shoulder until he dropped the gun. She then spun around him and used his arm to wrap around his neck to begin choking him. He struggled against Riley, throwing his elbow into her gut to find some freedom from Riley’s iron grip on his other arm. Riley rushed forward and slammed the man against the wall of the elevator to stun him and pulled harder on his arm around his neck and trapped his other one between his back and her front. The man’s struggle weakened until he fell limp against Riley and she lowered him to the elevator floor. She picked up the gun and put it in the back of her jeans just as the elevator dinged it’s arrival on the bottom floor.

When the door opens Riley looks up at the small group waiting as they gasp.

“Help me please, he just passed out!” Riley panicked, putting on the act of an innocent bystander. The group help Riley move the man out into the lobby and members of staff come over to survey the situation.

In the panic of helping the man Riley slips away and leaves the hotel. She pulls the hood of her hoodie up from under the jacket and weaves herself through the busy path of holiday goers and locals.

It takes her two sniffs to realise that she was being followed by two people. Both smelt of smoke and the same metallic tang that the man from the elevator had. So Riley took the next right along the street and the following right after that. Luckily she spotted an alley way and with a brief look over her shoulder she turned down the alley. As quick as she could she scaled the building on her right along the drain pipe. Half way up she turned and saw the two men following her come down the alley. They dart around looking for her with furrowed brows – oh how Riley wished she could use her claws. But Fury warned her not to shift by any means during the mission.

Her wolf was growling in her head, filling the world around her with a yellow glow. Riley drops down onto the first man, wrapping her thighs around his shoulders and using her strength twists his neck until she hears the killing crack. The second man goes to pull his gun on Riley as she crouches down when the first body falls from between her legs. Riley leaps the second man and points his gun up in the air as he pulls the trigger – luckily this amateurs used silencers so no one would be alerted. Riley headbutts the man, stunning him as he stubbles back holding his nose. Riley kicks him in the gut causes him to bend over and Riley knocks him to the floor.

She kicks the gun from his hand across the alley and presses her foot on his throat.

“Who sent you?” Riley growls at the struggling man. The man curses and spits at her in another language and Riley rolls her eyes as he spits on her boot. Riley drops on her knee on his throat and snaps his neck much like the other man.

Looking up and down the alley to check the coast is clear, Riley set the two bodies up against the wall of the left building in between two bins and takes their guns and puts them in her rucksack. She jogs out the alley at the other end and continues her way to her extraction point.

It’s night by the time she makes it to the extraction point. Riley climbs out of the back of a truck that she stowed away on and thanks the driver before walking across the empty field. It was eerily quiet for being an extraction point and Riley couldn’t see anything mode of transport. She decides to sit down on the ground and wait around for anyone to turn up. She checked her watch and saw she wasn’t late, maybe an even a little early so that would explain the absence of an extraction vehicle.

She stands to attention when she hears rustling come from the trees behind her as two men approach her. Both again carrying the scent of the same metallic tang of the previous men she’d killed.

Shit.

Riley stood her ground as the two came closer, both already holding out their weapons. A growl rumbled through Riley as she tamed the wolf in her; she couldn’t afford to shift now. She needed to act fast and swift if she was going to get out of this fight unharmed like that last two.

Her ears prickled at the sound of a fast approaching object. It sounded like a jet, but jets were much larger than whatever was approaching them and it was coming from behind Riley. The two men seemed to catch sight of whatever it was as their eyes grew and their aim went to the object above and behind Riley.

Riley ducked down just as the whirling engine sound flew over her, followed by the shout and grunt of the two men being shot by some kind of barrel shot.

Looking up from the grass Riley saw the same red and gold suit that had been falling out of the sky in New York was now stood before her. Riley pushed herself up onto her knees just as the metal cased man turned around and the scent of cinnamon hit her senses and filled her lungs like fire setting a building ablaze.

“You’re welcome.”

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 1 year

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the avengers meeting your boyfriend [teenage avenger headcanons!]

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 1.2k

request: yes / no

original request: can you do one where the reader gets a boyfriend and everybody is getting overprotective and when they see their door closed they all bust in while we are watching a movie bc they thought the reader & bf were making out so they give them “the talk”😭😭

dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: so many oml but some include tony stark, bruce banner, natasha romanoff, clint barton, thor, steve rogers, scott lang, bucky barnes, wanda maximoff, sam wilson, there's probably more but that's all i'll put for now lol

a/n: y'all know i had to use this picture LMAO anyways ty for the request!!! two in one day #slay (that rhymes) requests are still open, send in an ask whenever :)

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ok first i’m gonna name ur bf so it doesn’t get confusing

HAHA

let’s call him

jack

guys i’m so unoriginal pls ignore :’)

anyways so you had been dating jack for a while

he had asked you to go to midtown’s winter formal together :)

and ofc u didn’t tell any of the avengers bc u KNEW they wouldn’t react well

but of COURSE mr. peter parker was so excited that he had to open his big mouth

miles kicked him under the table but it was too late

“who asked you to the formal y/n?” natasha asked, a small smile on her face

you could FEEL yourself blushing

all you wanted to do was like sink into the floor

which is actually physically possible (though it’s an anomaly)

bruce told you that :D

anyways you just shook your head

so then HARLEY decided to go “jack lastname”

IM REALLY BAD AT NAMES IM SORRY

and you were ready to die

right then and there

if the grim reaper decided it was your time you would be fine with it

so tony goes “jack lastname… huh.”

“tony, please don’t – “ you tried, but he was already there.

“jarvis, can you run a background check on that kid.”

you were so embarrassed.

miles, sweet sweet miles tried to change the subject

“so um… steve. how was… your day.”

but then there was sam wilson butting in

“when is winter formal anyway? you know we gotta know so we can take pictures.”

and that made you, harley, peter, and miles groan

tony was still looking at some tablet or whatever.

“stark!” came thor’s booming voice. “i thought you said no electronic devices were permitted at the dinner table! if they were, i would be much happier!!”

“yeah yeah. well they’re not. i’m busy.” tony replied, dismissing the god with a wave of his hand.

and happy, who was right next to tony, kept leaning over and shaking his head or nodding.

SO EMBARRASSING

anyways once you got done with dinner you went to put the dishes in the dishwasher robot

idk why i said it like that but it’s basically this cool thing where you put the dishes in the sink and this robot will wash them & put them away

very nice bc doing the dishwasher is so much work sometimes.

but then wanda, nat and carol came in

and you KNEW they were gonna try to get you to talk

“i’ll tell you guys later.” you spoke, trying to end the embarrassment.

“come on y/n! we want to see him at least.” carol said, tilting her head and raising a brow.

“ok fine.” you said, and pulled up a picture of jack. you showed it to them for like one second and then put your phone back in your pocket.

“hey wait! no fair! i wanna see! yeah.” came the voices of sam, clint, scott, and bucky as they tried to fight their way into the kitchen.

“that’s a hard no. maybe i’ll bring him here after the dance. harley peter miles and i were already going to stay over. then he could walk by you guys for TWO SECONDS and then do something with me.”

“alright.” said sam, crossing his arms and nodding.

“seems fair!” said bruce.

“perfect.” you replied, leaving the room to leave them all to inevitably gossip.

SKIP AHEAD

ok so it’s winter formal

and you strategically told jack to meet you there so that the avengers couldn’t bombard him during picture taking time.

so y’all had a super fun time

& u slow danced with each other 🤭🤭

it was super fun

but you were kind of dreading going back to the tower

you had told jack about being an avenger a few weeks ago

and he was super excited to meet them all

jack is like super sweet & really awesome

so it put you at ease a little bit.

so you went back to the tower with him

peter harley and miles had gone to get ice cream and were coming back later

so you did the retinal and fingerprint scan that would let you into the elevator

and you went up to the main floor (so you could get to your room)

but ofc they were all there

and so you took jack’s hand and brought him over to where they all were

he was lowkey freaking out

and bro

bucky and sam and clint and scott looked so unamused

tony and happy too

SO YOU JUST TRIED TO KEEP IT CIVIL

but they all were acting so clipped and like not charismatic

idk

but wanda, steve and bruce were rly nice so that put jack at ease a little bit

anyways so then you took jack to your room

you guys had been planning to watch a movie together

he was kind of nervous because he didn’t think the avengers liked him

but you assured him they did

(at least you hoped)

anyways you turned on the movie & watched it

and it was soo funny so y’all were laughing a lot

BUT THEN THE DOOR SUDDENLY OPENED

and it was so loud you got freaked out fr

but then you saw it was tony, bucky, sam and steve.

“y/n. could you go out in the hall for a minute.” steve said.

“this is my room!!” you tried, but tony just pointed out to the hall.

“i’m sorry jack.” you said to your boyfriend

jack was literally about to cry omg

poor thing

“don’t be mean.” you said as you left, taking extra care to give them all a withering stare

natasha and bucky had taught you that skill well bc you saw sam shiver HAHA

so you went to the hall and clint, scott, and natasha were standing there.

“what are they DOING??” you hissed at them.

“they’re just worried for you y/n. they wanted to talk to the kid.” natasha assured you, patting your shoulder.

“yeah, nothin’ to worry about!!” scott added, a big grin on his face

“well i really don’t trust that coming from you.” you replied

“well tony thought you guys were kissing in there!” clint laughed.

although it turned into an “ow” when natasha elbowed him

“he WHAT?!” you replied

“yeah, that’s why he came up here. he said he wanted the most intimidating ones to go make that kid afraid or something.” scott added. “not sure why he didn’t ask me…”

you gave scott a nod but then made your way back into your room, crossing your arms and raising a brow as tony, bucky, sam and steve turned towards you.

“hey y/n.” sam said, raising a hand to wave.

“are you guys done now? i’d like to finish the movie.” you said, trying to be stern.

“i think we are. right jack?” steve said, standing up and gesturing towards your boyfriend.

“yes sir! i mean steve. i mean mr. rogers?” he said, clearly scared out of his mind.

“yeah yeah. alright. get out please!!” you said, guiding them out of your room.

bucky was the last to leave, but despite you pushing him, he turned back to face your boyfriend.

“hey, you. hurt them in any way and i’ll find you.” he said, accompanied by his signature deathstare.

then he gave a little salute to you.

“night kid. don’t stay up too late.”

and then he was gone.

“did he really mean that??” jack said, eyes wide.

“yeah, he did.” you said, sitting beside him and holding his hand. “isn’t that sweet?”

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