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chaosvillainy · 6 months
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*Y/N and Strange watching Scarlet Witch from a distance*
Y/N: That’s her. That’s the girl I have a crush on.
Y/N: Thoughts?
Strange: …
Strange: And prayers, girl.
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fotibrit · 30 days
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did you know that they cut out a forehead kiss from tony to peter in endgame? during the final battle when tony hugs him? yeah. now i'm crying.
I did know that :) i’ve seen a few different scrapped versions of that scene. A lot of people really love the forehead/cheek kiss version (ill link the video below) and i agree, but here’s my petition for why the final version is so meaningful as is, for some audiences:
In the final version, Tony dosnt trust himself to speak. He says one thing, and it’s muttered, as he’s leaning in for a hug. “He did? Oh, no.” after Peter describes Stranges “sparkly thing”. Tony’s face while Peter talks is distorted and strained, and he doesn’t smile or show any visible happiness.
It’s strain. pure strain. because Tony is in the middle of a battle that he might die in, that PETER might die in, and he is fighting to stay on guard despite the relief that Peter is alive. So he is strained.
When he hugs Peter, he pats Peters back and is looking around still at the battle happening. And then he closes his eyes for a second and the camera cuts away.
The reason that scene is so powerful, in my opinion, is because Tony KNOWS the battle isn’t won. He can’t let himself bring his guard down. He’s in an internal battle between relief at Peters reaper ace and grief that peter is, once again, in harms way.
i think the fact that all of Tony’s movements are done with strained muscles and a straight(ish) face makes the scene hit harder. He get back what he was fighting for. but the fightings still happening. He can’t be Tony Stark, not yet, he HAS to be Iron Man for at least until the battle is done.
The deleted scene version is so good for characterization, of what tony might have WANTED to do in that moment, but making the final cut reflect that Tony wasn’t at liberty to do what he wanted was a good choice in my opinion.
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dwailol · 10 months
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Great Toss
First post ❤️‍🔥 👅
Summary: Fem reader x Bucky Barnes. Established relationship. You get a surprise visit for the night you thought you were spending alone.
Minors DO NOT INTERACT
Warnings ⚠️: smut, oral (female receiving), unprotected p in v, creampie
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The compound was empty. The lights were down low. I was enjoying my night alone or so I thought. As I was casually dancing around the living room with full control of the music, I all of a sudden felt a presence behind me.
No one was supposed to be back for days. I grab a metal decoration off the side table and hurl it into the dark corner of the room. I hear the sound of metal on metal catching. Out of the dark steps Bucky Barnes. Fuck.
“Great toss,” he says dropping it on the floor and walking towards my frozen body. He caresses my face with his vibranium hand and tucks my hair behind my ear. He leans in close and with a deep hushed voice whispers, “Did they leave you all alone in here?”
Just as I catch my breath, I lose it again at the feeling of his other hand resting on my hip. We are eye to eye. This wouldn’t be the first time he’s gotten me into a rush like this.
“What are you doing here? Everyone left today for—“ I try to explain.
He cuts me off. “Oh no, I knew that they’d be gone and that you had some sort of a ‘conflict of interest’ which makes you the heroic house sitter! For a few days right? I just wanted to get under your skin a bit with that entrance. Did it work?” He gives a smug look. It worked.
He sits down on the arm of the couch behind him and slides his metal hand down to my other hip. Blood rushes where he had his hands that move lower and lower. It had been a while since he had shown his face. That’s what I’ve been coming to learn about the hero life style—that people show up and leave and show up again when you aren’t expecting.
“You could have texted before scaring me like that,” I say.
“Well I just missed you so much doll,” he sweeps my body onto the couch with ease as he pins me under him, “I especially missed seeing those eyes get wide like that.” I feel his hand slip under my shirt. “I missed a lot of things about you.”
I think back to the first time I saw those intense eyes of his staring at me up and down. All with his eyes he told me that he would have me and that he would have me in anyway he wanted. He did. He was about to again.
“Did my good girl miss me?” he asks now squeezing at my breasts and kissing from my collar to my jaw. I take a deep breath. “I missed a lot about you too,” I respond as cool as I can.
“Show me.”
Just like that our faces smash together. Coming up for air was not a priority. He slides his hand under my back to push me as close to his body as possible. His vibranium hand clutches my thigh. There was only so close our bodies could get with all our clothes on. I pause and catch my breath saying, “We need to take these off.”
He kisses me before saying, “You’re full of great ideas bunny!” He sits up and pulls me up close to his face. “You first,” he orders. He takes off my top and stares as he glides his hand over what was his.
“No bra? Making my job easier,” he kisses all up and down me while untying the string of my lounge shorts. “You wearing anything under these?” The answer was also no and I was ready to not be wearing those shorts too.
He pushes me back down and starts peeling away his clothes down to his boxers. He finally slides my shorts off. You could see the shine from how wet I was. He towers over me and starts to run his flesh fingers along the most inner part of my thighs then lightly over my clit. He starts rubbing faster and harder. I let out a gasp.
He grabs my face with his other hand. He locks eyes with me. “I missed my pussy,” he says, inserting a finger and moving it up and down and in and out. I let out a loud moan. We both loved that I was about to be as loud as I wanted.
“Good girl. Whose pussy is this?” He inserts another finger and starts to go faster. I let out a scream and I’m already close. I hadn’t answered yet.
“You can’t cum until you tell me whose pussy is this,” as he holds my arms above my head.
“It’s yours!”
“It’s whose?!”
“It’s Bucky’s!” I cry out. I’m finally allowed to cum. I sigh out the air I’d been holding in.
“My beautiful girl,” he leans down close to my face again. “So beautiful when you’re cumming for me.” My arms are still held down and I can feel him sliding his boxers off. I can feel his precum now rubbing against my entry. I press my hips forward but he moves back to look into my eyes. The suspense was killing me.
“And you’re so so beautiful taking my cock,” and then he slides right in. He starts his first strokes. I moan and feel his girth testing my limits. Thank god he gets me so wet. Having a big dick is one thing but he knows how to use it too. I let him know just how much I’m loving it, “Fuck. Bucky I love feeling you inside me!” His beat is steady.
“That’s music to my ears Angel. Wrap your legs around me.” As I do he sits up while still inside me. I’m in the position to ride him but he never makes me do any work. He grabs my hair and pulls me in for a messy kiss. Bringing my head so that my ear is on his mouth when he says, “Now I wanna hear you sing.”
Just like that he picks up the beat hard and fast. I shriek so loudly it bounced off the walls. He pushes me back so he can see my face while he’s fucking me. I bite down on my lip. He goes harder. “I said I wanna hear you sing!” He pulls me in again so I’m yelling right in his ear to the beat of his thrusts. He smacks my ass, “Good girl!”
He rolls me back onto my back and hinges my hips up while looking over me. He starts rubbing my clit. My breath falls heavy again. “I think I’m gonna cum!”
His beat steadies as he demands, “Not until I say so. When you’re cumming I want to be cumming inside you. Do you want that Angel?” I whimper out an mhm. He picks up the pace, “Sing it for me!” Leaving me screaming “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!” I hear him grunting which means he’s close too. He begins rubbing away and my pussy is absolutely throbbing waiting for the release.
“You can cum in 5,” he’s moaning.
4. I can see his neck tensing ready to spill into me.
3. He bends over me without his hand leaving my clit. Still caging me in with his other arm.
2. God I am so fucking close. “Please please please!” I beg.
“1,” he grunts out thrusting me through and multiplying my orgasm. He falls onto me with his cock still inside to fuck all his cum deep inside me, making sure none of it spills out. “I love cumming in you.” He kisses the side of my face and onto my lips again.
He gets up and lets a deep breath out. “Want some water before the next round?”
Fuck.
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fla-t-line · 1 year
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And I am Loki… of Asgard!
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lostremind · 5 months
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It shouldn't hurt as much as it does...
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It's reality now
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wolviestars · 1 month
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I am IRON MAN
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kairennart · 3 months
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I'm sorry Mr. Stark
For @atlantablack
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starktripleimposter · 5 months
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On this day.....
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Tony Stark sacrificed his life to save many.
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aintinacage · 6 months
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I have eyes on Loki.
William Shakespeare’s Avengers (Part 14/?)
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Today is the only day ever you can watch Endgame the day Tony Stark dies.
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chaosvillainy · 5 months
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Emo Wanda: Stop telling me what to do!
Y/N: Eat me out.
Emo Wanda: Okay tell me what to do.
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fotibrit · 7 months
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steve rodgers’s life is just tragedy after tragedy in which he fights for the right to have confidence in his nation without having to create that confidence himself. He just wanted to rest. and when he finally gets to rest, “he” (bc i still don’t believe it’s actually him, it can’t be canon) chooses to spend that time with someone who never saw any of that, who only knew him before, and to leave behind the people whose futures he fought for.
I’ll never forgive marvel for the butchered ending of Steve’s story.
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dwailol · 9 months
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Over the Desk
ComPOUND: Round 4 of a week alone with Bucky
[f reader x Bucky] WC: 1.7k
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Summary: after round 3 your hands are still a little brush burned and you’re a little anxious about the ongoing mission. Bucky wants to treat you nice. How nice can he really be though? Especially when you’re sitting on a fucking desk!! ;)
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 🔞
Warnings ⚠️: mentions anxiety, smut, oral (f receiving), p in v, cream 🥧
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With fresh brush burn on my hands texting is painful. I promised Wanda I would check in with her today. I had some unprovoked anxiety about a secret attack on the compound or some conspiracy plan while I’m alone here. I’m not afraid of any outside threat as much as I am about blindly destroying the building. When the flames begin, it’s almost like an out of body experience. I get focused on my opponent with no care of collateral.
The compound has entity detection systems. However, I got no notification when Bucky snuck up on me last night. While that worries me, I can’t tell anyone about Bucky and I’s situation. They might be tempted to look at the cameras…
Part of my super power maintenance is to keep a cool head and he makes it hard to do that. Our session in the training center was plenty proof. He’s still in there lifting who knows how much weight.
As I’m slowly typing my response to Wanda’s check up, she calls me. Fuck. It would be easier to text a lie than talk around it to one of the most powerful women I know. I step into an office space before answering.
“Hi dear.”
“Hey Wanda!”
“You were taking too long to respond. Is everything alright?”
“Everything is-“, Bucky walks up to stare at me through the glass door. He was shirtless and sweaty after his 3 hour long workout.
“Everything is fine. I’m just a bit tired after my training session. Need a nap.”
“Keep a cool head love. I’ll let you know once we are coming back. It looks like it might take few more days than we anticipated. Be looking for a different number because I have to ditch this burner phone.”
She hung up before the conversation could go on for too much longer. I place my phone down on the desk and give Bucky a nod of approval to come in.
“You should really use a different cellphone for calls like that. One for business and one for pleasure,” he says. He lifts me up to sit me on the desk. I look down from his intense stare. He makes me nervous sometimes.
“Y/n, I know that the nature of our relationship isn’t very roses and chocolates, but you can open up to me about your nerves whenever you feel like it. I’ve had my own struggles with snapping and coming to in a world where you’ve unknowingly hurt people even ones you care for.”
“I’ve been working on my mindfulness like Bruce thought me. I’m just afraid of being used as a weapon against my own will again.”
“No one here will make you do that. They let you stay behind for this didn’t they?”, he lifts my chin up, “You’ve got the freedom of choice now. Why you keep choosing me I’ll never know.”
“It’s because I know you get it. When you get rough with me it’s almost like practice for keeping my anxiety down. If that makes sense-“
He gives me the softest kiss he’s ever given me.
“That makes sense. I’m glad you feel comfortable with me then. No matter how intense things might get I still care for your well being.”
I grab his bare sides to pull him close. I move my hands up to his chest. He squeezes one of them softly and brings it to his face for a kiss. I move his face to mine. We press our heads together before going in for more. Our lips began to melt like butter.
He leans closer and I place my hands behind me to stabilize. The kissing starts to resemble more of mouthing. He pulls me by the hips to the edge of the desk and spreads my legs apart. He grinds himself in between my thighs. I slide back and wince from the pain of my burned hands.
His flesh hand holds me up as his cool vibranium hand massages over the rope burn. He examines the damage and red marks. His touch soothes the pain a bit. He places more gentle kisses on my palms.
“Like I said I’ll be more gentle this time.”
“You don’t have to hold back. I know how you like it.”
“I’m gonna be soft and sweet because I want to be. You deserve some soft and sweet.”
“Show me what your soft and sweet looks like then super soldier,” I gaze up at him with a subtle smile. I know there’s only so soft and sweet he can be.
Every touch from then on is a smooth glide around my body and face. The tenderness of both his hands sends chills through me. He sure was treating me like an angel. He drifts his hand to tease the inside of my thighs where I’m warm and wet.
“You like the sweet stuff too. This is all for you doll.”
He slides my shorts and panties off. He meets his face to my opening then kisses all around it. I feel myself pulse. He brings his fingers to stroke my folds before slowly inserting them. I gasp at the new feeling of gentleness. We’re usually feral by this point.
He moves his fingers as if he were calling for me to come towards him. He strokes the spot inside me that rests next to the nerves of my clit. I moan with pleasure. The sensuality of it was relaxing.
His pacing and soft licks to my pussy brings me to an orgasm. I thought that was only possible with our rough sessions.
“I want you,” I say with the purest desire in my eyes.
“Say no more angel.”
He stands up to remove his gym shorts. Just like his fingers, he slowly puts himself inside me. The feeling is heavenly for sure. I lay back on the desk as he fills me with his cock and rubs at my clit. He starts to lose himself then picks up the pace a little. I moan as he moves through me like silk.
He gives a satisfied “mmm.” He turns me horizontal on the desk so he can hop up and hover on top of me. He lifts my hips up and I wrap my legs around him.
“Tell me what you want most and I’ll do it,” he says while lightly nibbling at my ear.
“Faster,” I say with a wide mouthed gasp following. His movements lift me up. My back arches upwards towards his body with each stroke. I roll my hips with his.
“I love it when you do that. You better be careful. I don’t wanna cum too quick.”
I mindfully slow my movements. He exits out of me to kiss me all the way down to my clit. He stands back up. I think changing positions over this desk of all pieces of furniture is much needed. I roll over to put myself in a bent position.
“Bucky, I know we said soft and sweet, but I don’t want you to hold back in this position,” I give a devious smile and lip bite. He puts his cock inside me. It feels so much bigger bent over like this. He plants both hands on the desk and brings his head close to mine. I feel his length reach so deep.
“Of course angel,” just like that he pops back up. He grabs me by the hips and fucks me the way you should be fucked over a desk. I give him some loud “Oh!”s to give him the green light to really get after it. I claw my nails into the desktop.
“Touch yourself.”
He moves my hand to my clit. I can feel my next orgasm building up and I can tell it’s gonna be a big one. I start to lose my breath.
“You gonna cum for me? I wanna feel it baby. Cum for me.”
“Uh huh I’m gonna cum for you,” I’m nearly breathless. He shortens and quickens his strokes so he’s deep inside me. My hand finally gets a break. My orgasm releases all throughout my body. It felt like a never ending wave of ecstasy. The waves flow perfectly with his beat.
“Damn, angel, I can feel you still cumming on this cock. I’m well on my way.”
“Please give it to me!” I whine. I’m still going. He yells as he releases himself inside of me. He stops moving just to press into me deeper for a second. He lets out his last grunt. He twirls me around to kiss me. It was as smooth as rose petals and as sweet as chocolate.
“I should probably take a shower,” he laughs.
He’s sweatier than when he first came in that’s for sure.
“I’ll join you.”
“I’d love nothing more.”
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purple--queen · 20 days
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To this day it still bothers me that Steve Rogers had a fucking support group who they talked stuff like "move on blablabla" & he did in fact not moved on & went back in time to be with a woman just to leave everyone behind.
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lowkeyerror · 2 years
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Ex-Avenger
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Word Count: 3.9k
Summary: Being an Avenger was your life's purpose. When you find yourself kicked off of the team you spiral. When they ask for your help to fight Thanos, you turn them down. Five years later they ask again, and you agree for one reason; Wanda.
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Happier days; you often picture them in your head. Times when you had everything anyone could need. The white picket fence became black in memory, the wood was rotten and rancid, what was once thriving was now fiercely decayed.
As your home crumbled, so did your social life. You were the first Avenger to be officially kicked off the team. They stripped you of your purpose. From something to nothing in a matter of moments. You should've been angry. You had every right to be, but something stopped you.
It was those green eyes on you when you made your exit. They were filled with disappointment, and that feeling had seeped its way into your mind. You and Wanda had something. It was undefined, but it was there nonetheless. Your excommunication from the Avengers made sure you’d never get the chance to explore it.
You lived your life under a different kind of mask; one of a civilian. A life full of pretending you weren’t a hero. Every now and then someone would recognize you, and you had to lie; denying that you were that hero that had seemingly up and vanished from the public eye.
They had asked for your help with Thanos. Fury let himself into your apartment and laid it all out for you. While you weren’t angry, you were bitter. So that day you sat in front of your TV neglecting to even look at the man.
You told him that he should find the others. He said everyone else already agreed to help. With your eyes glued to your TV screen, you said," Then what do you need me for."
He left after that.
They failed, leaving so many people devastated. Nothing changed in your life. You didn't get blipped, so you lived through those 5 years as if nothing were wrong.
Then there was a knock on your door. You weren't going to answer it, but the knock was persistent.
When you opened it, you were met by some of your former teammates. You sighed heavily, but let them into your home.
" Nice place, did you get sponsored by TJ Maxx or something?"
Tony's joke fell flat. You stood on one side of your kitchen table, and they stood on the other. The division was perfectly ironic.
" Let's get this over with. Pitch it to me, so I can decline."
" It doesn't have to be like this," Steve says.
You roll your eyes," You aren't pitching."
Natasha speaks up," Time travel."
" Why do you need me?"
" We need all the help we can get," Hulk admits.
" I haven't done hero work in 9 years. I can't help you."
Steve shakes his head," You can, you're just choosing not too."
You scoff," Kind of like how you chose to kick me out."
A heavy silence fills the room.
Tony claps his hands," Well, we tried the asking way. Now let's get to the core. Wanda was blipped. I know for a fact you can't live with yourself knowing she's gone, especially when you aren't doing anything to get her back."
You clench your fists by your sides. Tony's words had pierced through your hard exterior. Wanda was possibly the only person you cared about in this world. You had let her down before. This time needed to be different.
"Fine"
" Welcome back L/n"
When Fury came to you and told you what happened all those years ago, it turns out that those were the cliff notes. Natasha filled you in on everything he skipped over.
The relationship between Vision and Wanda seemed to slip his mind. As well as the true split behind the team's divide.
" I'm just letting you know that when she comes back, she'll be mourning him," Natasha rests a hand on your shoulder.
" As long as we get her back," your eyes found your hands.
"Y/n, I'm sorry about what happened," when you go to meet her eyes, she's already looking at you.
You sigh," It's not on you, Romanoff."
She shakes her head," Still, I should've fought harder to keep you here. "
Her eyes were now trained on the ground. You rested your hand on hers, giving it a gentle squeeze.
" Natty, it's ok. Let's just put it behind us."
She cleared her throat," Thanks."
" Of course, Natasha. Now, do we have any pictures of the stones?"
You needed to see the stones for your powers to work. With your powers, you could teleport to anything you had ever seen.
If you saw a picture of an apple tree in Washington, you could be there. If you saw a picture of the Hollywood sign in California, you could be there. If you saw a picture of the inside of a bank safe in New York City, you could be there.
When you were at your most powerful, if you had a good enough description of the item, you could get there.
With the stones being the most powerful items in the universe, it was hard to know if you'd be simply able to teleport to them, but trying wouldn't hurt anyone.
When the team split, you ended up with Clint and Natasha.
The cliff was hanging in front of all three of you. With only one way to get the soul stone, it was a race to the edge.
You ran as fast as you could. Clint had a family, this was only possible because of Natasha, and you had nothing. There was no one better to sacrifice.
Clint and Nat double-teamed you, damn near knocking you out. With blurry vision, you struggled to your feet just in time to see Natasha fall.
With the energy you had left, you shot for Natasha. Now you were both falling. Your arms were around her waist. The only sound around you being air.
You saw the top of the cliff in your mind, and then you were there with Natasha.
Your chest was heaving up and down as you looked to your side to make sure Natasha was still there.
You see her just in time for her to yell," CLINT!"
Without a second thought, you teleported to him. With his arm in your hand, you teleported back to the top of the cliff.
Again, you try to catch your breath. You were in the middle of Clint and Natasha," I'll do this as long as I have to."
" We need that stone Y/n" Natasha spoke, staring up at the sky.
" Not like that," you argued.
Clint sat up first with his elbows resting on his knees," Then how do you suppose we get it."
" It's an orange stone, and it's kept in a shrine on this planet," you try to form a picture of the stone in your mind," small enough to fit the knuckles on a gauntlet."
" You could get cursed like Red Skull," Natasha warns you.
" It's better than dying," with that you try to teleport to the stone.
You find yourself looking at the stone in a case, but Red Skull's shadowy figure floats in front of it.
" You haven't sacrificed anyone."
You stare at him for a moment," You never said I had to sacrifice them here or that sacrifice meant to kill. I have given up so much in my life that I have nothing else to give. I'm taking this stone."
You teleport around Red Skull, inside of the case. Your hand touches the stone and the case around you dissolves.
" I guess your sacrifices are sufficient enough in the eyes of the stone. You are very lucky," He vanished with his words.
You feel the stone in your hand, almost enamored by the warmth of the stone. You teleport back to Clint and Natasha to find them pacing on the cliff.
" Did you get it?"
You open your hand, revealing the stone.
" Let's get home," Clint spoke.
" Wait," you looked at the two in front of you," If you two ever, and I mean ever try to sacrifice yourself like that again, I will personally kill you."
They gave you a salute," Yes mam."
When you regroup with the others, they've all got the stones. From there, Tony takes them to the lab and starts working.
When they have it together, the men have a peacocking competition to see who's going to use the gauntlet. It turns into a heated discussion when they tell Thor he isn't in any shape to use the gauntlet. They ultimately end up deciding on Hulk due to his gamma radiation.
Anticipation builds inside of you as Tony locks down the building. The team forms a circle around Bruce, uncertain of what exactly is going to happen.
He slips the gauntlet on and drops to a knee instantly. The power is visible as it courses up to his neck. His grunts of pain seem to trigger something inside of Natasha.
" Take it off Bruce," she goes to step into the circle, but you hold her by the waist.
Thor agrees with her," Banner, remove it."
Tony and Steve try to de-escalate the situation by calling out to Bruce. He's able to respond, which calms some of the nerves around you.
You loosen your grip on Natasha as Bruce brings his fingers up to snap, when he does, he faints and Tony's gauntlet slips off of his hand.
Clint kicks the gauntlet out of the way and everyone leans in to check on Bruce. Luckily, he was breathing.
" Did it work?" You ask and everyone shares glances.
" We don't know."
Clint's phone begins to ring. You all watch as he stalks towards it. His eyes gloss over as he picks it up.
" Honey."
You close your eyes, taking this as a victory. Finally, you had done something right. The world was back how it was supposed to be.
You didn't get to enjoy it for long. The building began to collapse, you were being attacked. There was nothing you could do.
" Shit," as you crashed down, you tried to keep your eyes on the gauntlet.
You hit the ground hard. You wanted to lie there and wallow in the pain, but before you got the chance you were being yanked to your feet.
" I got you," Natasha and Clint made sure you were sturdy before they let go of you.
You limped behind the pair until they abruptly stopped. Clint shot an arrow right past, and that's when you saw the creatures coming after you.
You see Clint reach down and grab Tony's gauntlet before sprinting. Natasha and you followed in his tracks. Your lungs and legs were both on fire, but you wouldn’t stop running.
Clint shot another arrow, which caught a chunk of the whatever the fuck those things were. More were still coming when Clint signaled up.
With a slight glance upwards, you grabbed Natasha's arm and shot the both of you up to the floor.
" Can you take us outside?" Clint asked, getting to his feet.
You grab both of them and in an instant you're outside. The air outside wasn't much better than the air in the fallen building.
Getting to anyone else was a gambling. If you were to teleport without knowing what was going around in their area, it could be deadly. The only option was for you to look for them on foot.
" We've got to get this to Tony," Clint held the gauntlet close to his chest.
You gave a curt nod before you all took off towards where you thought the fight was taking place.
You arrive just in time to see Thanos's army appear in the distance. Your hand stopped the other two in their tracks.
" That can't get any closer without them reacting," you say, referring to the gauntlet.
You, Clint, and Natasha hung back for a few moments. That's when you saw it in the distance. A golden circle opened up and people began to emerge.
" What's happening?"
" Strange," Natasha watches with a triumphant look on her face.
More of them began to open, heroes that didn't know personally began to appear ready to fight.
Your eyes scanned the crowd, and then they stopped. Everything seemed to stop. It had been 9 years since you had laid your eyes on Wanda.
This almost felt like the first time you'd seen her all over again. She was glowing with power. She was older, her get-up was different, but she still had those same intense green eyes.
For the first time in 9 years, you felt like a hero. You succeeded in your objective, bringing Wanda back and half the universe with her.
With a new pride in yourself, you stepped up so that you were behind Cap.
" Avengers," the word made you insecure, "Assemble."
The fight was on.
The slow motion was gone, everything was moving fast now.
You end up with Cap, fighting back to back," Avengers huh, am I included."
" You've always been included, Y/Ln. I'm sorry we ever told you anything different."
That's when you saw Thor in distress," Cap!"
He quickly shifts his attention. You handle the aliens who were targeting him. You watch in wonder as he lifts Thor's hammer.
While you want to watch the battle, you recognize that you're still in it. You're alerted of the new objective of getting the stones to the van.
You've seen the van before, you can get there faster than anyone else. All you needed were the stones.
" If someone can get me to the gauntlet, I can teleport to the van."
" Everyone heard that, get it to Y/n," Tony replies.
Though you're in the heat of battle, you try to teleport near the gauntlet. You duck immediately, when you see a blade directly in front of your face.
" Shit," you spot Peter with the gauntlet, but before you get to him, you hear Wanda scream.
You spare a glance to see Thanos on his knees folding under her power, but he's fingertips away from his weapon.
Before you could think about it too much, you're behind Wanda and then the two of you are on a different part of the battlefield. Close enough to see Thanos spear his weapon through the space where Wanda was.
You only get to look into her eyes for a second before you're going back to the gauntlet.
Your heart is thumping as you spot Black Panther with a gauntlet. He was going to pass it to you, but that's when the ship's power began to rain down.
In the chaos and confusion, Thanos had ended up with the gauntlet. Carol was giving him a run for his money.
You saw the gauntlet slipping from his grasp. You were waiting to strike until you were sure it would come off. You could get to the gauntlet, but getting it off was something else entirely. Thanos was wearing it and teleporting with it ran with it ran the risk of bringing him along with it.
You had to focus solely on the gauntlet. Not his hand or his arm, just the gauntlet. Once Tony joined Carol's efforts, it was the perfect moment.
You shot for the gauntlet, you didn't wait once you felt it in your grasp. You just went to the first place your mind could think of.
When you opened your eyes, the gauntlet was in your hand, and you were away from the battle.
The ground was covered in snow and trees. As the white substance fell from the sky, you felt at peace, almost forgetting your purpose.
You slipped the gauntlet on. The intense power made you shake uncontrollably. You used one of your hands to steady the other. It felt as though your body was going to split in half. You let out a violent scream and then snapped your fingers.
You fell to the ground immediately, a burning sensation quickly spread throughout your body. The snow did little to aid the burning.
The gauntlet had flown off of your hand and burst into flames. You watched it burn as your eyes got heavier and heavier. You wanted to laugh, but you couldn't. After all these years, you finally got the redemption you'd been hoping for in your last moments.
Life was cruel like that.
As your vision began to blur, you saw a portal open. It was similar to the one that brought everyone back.
You felt your body being lifted off the ground and carried to somewhere else.
" What happened?" The panic in the woman's voice was evident.
" She used the gauntlet," the man holding you answered.
" We have to get her somewhere where we can stabilize her," you knew that voice.
" Tony, I don't know if she'll make it."
" I'm not accepting that, Stephen," Tony argues with the doctor.
You feel your body being passed on to someone else," You're going to be ok, Y/n. I won't lose you too."
" Get her through the portal and onto the operation table."
You feel yourself fading more and more by the second. A hand squeezes yours," Stay with me, Y/n."
You use what little energy you have left to gently squeeze the hand back. Then you lose consciousness.
" We're losing her."
" Come on, Y/n"
Beep… Beep… Beep
" I won't lose her again"
" Wanda!"
Your body jolted up in an instant. Sweat covered you from head to toe. You ached all over and your heart felt like it would explode.
You looked around to see white walls and tile floors. There was equipment you were unfamiliar with surrounding you. It was obviously medical, you were in a hospital of some sort.
You laid back in the bed, trying to gather your thoughts. That didn't last long, someone was barging through the door before your head even hit the pillow.
" You're awake," Wanda's hands shot up to cover her mouth. You could see the tears start to stream down her face.
You try to get up to comfort her but the wires attached made it more complicated than you attended.
" Stay there," she came to your side and held your hand," I'm so glad you're ok."
" How long have I been here?"
" 4 days, you almost died after using the gauntlet. You actually flat lined, but-"
" You saved me," you interrupted her.
" I used my powers."
You said," I didn't know you could do that."
" Neither did I. All I knew was that I didn't want to lose you again," she looks into your eyes earnestly.
" The first time was my fault," you remember the disappointing look in the woman's eyes.
She squeezes your hand," No it wasn't. Just because you weren't on the team anymore didn't mean we all had to cut contact with you."
You sighed," It's been so long that it doesn't matter anymore because we're back together again."
Wanda gazes at the ground," Y/n, there's a lot you missed."
" Natasha told me about it. All of it," you stop her," I'm so sorry about Vision."
She lets out a shaky breath," I thought I would spend the rest of my life with him. The wounds are all still fresh. It was only days ago to me, but it's been 5 years in actuality."
" Wanda-"
" I loved him so much, and I know he would want to move on and be happy but-"
You wipe her tears away," It's going to take time. No one is rushing you, Wanda. We are all here for you, no matter how long it takes. You'll be happy again, I promise."
She laughs through her tears," You still know just the right thing to say."
" You make me choose my words carefully," you look away from her.
Wanda goes to speak again, but Natasha and Clint come running into the room.
" I swear if you didn't almost die, I'd be punching you right now," the spy glares at you playfully.
" Weren't you the one to tell us you'd kill us if we ever sacrificed ourselves. Sounds pretty hypocritical right about now," Clint added.
" It's good to see you guys too," you smile while you speak to them.
" Just like I prophesied, Banner. She has risen from the ashes," Thor enters the room with Bruce on his coattails.
" Glad you're alright," Bruce ignores Thor.
Tony strides in next with Steve behind him," Great, now that everyone is here and conscious, I can finally say this."
" He's retiring from field work," Steve said, stealing Tony's moment.
Tony glares at his friend," Well, Steve is taking a sabbatical to do some soul-searching and who knows when he'll be back."
You look between the two men," So who's supposed to lead the team, if you guys are out."
" Well, we were thinking-"
" Once you're all healed up, of course-"
" You could be the leader of the Avengers."
Your jaw drops," Me?"
Tony nods," You've proved yourself time and time again. Ending up here, the way you did, just proves that you'll all do what's right no matter what. It's a good skill to have."
Your team all looked at you with shining eyes. Each one of them supported what Tony and Steve were saying.
" Ok, I'll do it."
Healing started right there in that room. Once you were able to be discharged from the hospital, you still weren't a hundred percent. You would need almost around the clock assistance, just to make life a little easier.
Wanda was quick to volunteer her services. She basically moved into your place. To the point where she began redecorating things without your permission. You didn't really mind it.
It was nice having someone around after being alone for so long.
" Y/n, can I ask you something," Wanda turned her attention from the TV to you.
" Go for it."
She cleared her throat," Did you ever move on after you left that day?"
Your eyes locked on to hers," If you're asking if I ever found someone new, the answer is no. I didn't want anyone else"
Wanda bows her head," I'm sorry."
You scoot closer to her, taking her hand in yours," Don't ever say sorry for chasing your happy ending."
" I just- I think about what we could've been if you hadn't left a lot. Sometimes I wonder if it would've been you instead of him," her head falls onto your shoulder.
" Maybe," you took a long pause," but if you loved him like everyone says you did, I don't know if I'd measure up."
Her fingers began to fiddle with yours," I loved you too."
" You did?"
You could feel her nodding against your shoulder," I was heartbroken when you left and that's when Vision came, fixing all of the broken pieces."
" Good thing he was there," you say in a small voice.
All of the 'what ifs' were circling through your mind. You already knew what you had missed out on, but hearing it from Wanda was hard.
" I still love you," she looks up at you to find you already looking down at her.
" But you need time."
Her hand reaches to caress your face," I don't want to wait anymore, but rushing into anything seems wrong."
" We can go slow," your eyes dart to her lips.
She subtly nods her head before closing the gap between the two of you. You let her lead, not wanting to rush the moment.
Her lips moved sensually against yours. Her lips were light, almost if she were afraid of hurting you. Your lips matched her movements.
You hadn’t even noticed the kiss had ended as her forehead rested against yours. The feeling of her breath delicately grazing her lips had you fooled.
" I love you," you say back to her.
She places a kiss on your forehead," I'm going to hold you close for as long as you allow me."
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