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specialagentlokitty · 2 years
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Natasha x reader - your comfort
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Hiiii luv u and ur writing I was thinking how about a fic where reader is heartbroken after a bad break up but trying to cope and pretend she’s fine, but Natasha can see through her, reader eventually breaks down and Natasha comforts her? - Anon 💜
Natasha watched as you walked your way to the training team. It was the third time this week you headed down there.
Now you enjoyed a work out, but you had set days, and none of the times she saw you heading down there was on the set work out days.
“What’s going on with her?” She whispered to Clint.
He looked up from his bowl of cereal and offered his friend a small shrug.
“No idea. She won’t tell anyone. I asked.” He said.
Natasha nodded her head, and she left him sitting there, instead she went after you.
When she finally reached the gym, you were sat there wrapping your hands in bandages.
“Hey.”
You turned to face her, offering a small smile before turning away, going back to focusing on wrapping your hands up.
Natasha sat on the bench next where you were stood and picked up the other wrap, starting to cover her hands as well.
“What’re your doing?” You asked.
“Training with you.”
“I want to train alone, but thanks Nat.”
Walking across the gym, you made your way over to the punching bag and started hitting it.
It wasn’t the gentle taps you usually did just to work on your form, these were punches of pure emotion. Natasha would recognise them anywhere.
She sat and watched for a few minutes before she walked over, placing her hands on the other side of the bag you just carried on hitting it.
“Come on, what’s going on with you?” She asked softly.
“Nothing.”
“This isn’t nothing, this is someone with a lot of anger to get out. Trust me (Y/N), because I’ve done it.”
You ignored her and you kept at it for a little while longer until Natasha had finally had enough.
She moved forward, stepping in front of you just as you threw another punch.
You managed to stop yourself just in front of her and slowly you lowered your hand.
“You should know better than that.” You grumbled.
“When you’re going to break your knuckles I think that’s a risk worth taking.”
She took your hands in hers and started to unwrap them, showing you the bruises on your skin.
You didn’t say anything and she sighed to herself.
“What’s going on with you?” She asked.
“He broke up with me! Okay?!”
You yelled.
Natasha stared you in the eyes.
“What?”
“He… he broke up with me…”
She quickly pulled you in for a hug and the anger you had burning inside broke and turned into sadness.
You started crying into her shoulder as she hugged you.
“I’m so sorry…” she whispered.
You carried on crying and told her about everything. You finding him sleeping with someone else, you guys arguing and everything that was said.
You told told her everything you had been holding on to.
Natasha held you, she wasn’t going to tell anyone what had happened in the gym, but she was glad you finally opened up to her because she hate seeing you like this.
But she knew it would help you after nearly two weeks of pretending you were fine you just needed someone to hold you, and she was happy being that person
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boxoflostmemory · 2 years
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Why is it that when you tell people you read one book a day, they look so impressed. Like "wow! what an accomplishment.".
But when you tell them you read one fanfic a day, they look so concerned about your mental health as if obsessively reading about your ships is weird. They're always like "do you wanna talk about something?".
No Diane, I don't wanna talk about something. My fanfic reading does not relate to my mental health. Do I read fanfic to escape my crippling anxiety? Yes. And distract myself from my OCD? Yes. And cheer myself up.... when I'm depressed? yes.... But that doesn't... mean...
OK yea its because of my mental health.
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oizysian · 11 months
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G!p dom daddy nat and g!p mommy wanda asleep w reader in the middle nat gets hard in the middle of the night and spoon fucks reader then Wanda wakes up and joins them basically vaginal dp😘
Good Girl | Wanda Maximoff
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Rominoff x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1,254 Genre: Smut Warnings: Breeding, both Wanda and Nat have dicks.
I was half asleep when I felt one of my girlfriends shifting next to me. I figured they were restless, as they usually were in the middle of the night. I sighed softly, getting comfortable again as I began to drift off to sleep when I felt something tugging at my shorts. I made an attempt to roll over, but I was stopped by strong hands and a soft voice.
“Shh.” Nat whispered in my ear, her breath hot against the back of my neck as she pulled down my shorts and panties. “Just relax.”
She raised my leg up slightly and I felt her hard cock press up against me as she adjusted herself.
“Nat.” I whispered, my eyes looking over Wanda’s sleeping face, watching as she shifted slightly.
She shushed me again, resting her head against my shoulder as she slipped her cock between my legs. She twitched as she touched my slit, my ever growing wetness spreading all along her length as she humped me.
I moaned softly, reaching my hand down to touch Wanda’s cock, feeling it poking against me as she started to wake.
“Detka,” she whispered, her green eyes staring into my own as I touched her. “What are you doing?”
Her accent was thick, her voice deep with sleep and I smiled at the sound.
“Helping you feel good.” I whispered back, slipping my hands into her pants and stroking her growing erection.
She let out a little happy sigh, my fingers sliding up and down her length, spreading her precum all along her dick.
Her breath hitched and I started to grind my hips back against Natasha, who bit down on my shoulder and began to suck.
Wanda brought her face to mine and slowly kissed me as I jerked her off, her soft and gentle hands cradling my face. I smiled into the kiss, the way she handled me made my heart swell with love.
“I need you inside of me.” I whispered against her lips and she nodded, her forehead pressing against my own, her breath heavy and uneven.
Nat, completely slick with my juices, heard my words and decided to beat Wanda to it, slipping her dripping cock into my heat.
“Oh, fuck.” I moaned into Wanda’s mouth, her greedy lips swallowing all of my moans and whimpers as Natasha pumped her thick cock in and out of me.
“Yeah, take daddy’s cock, that’s my good girl.” Nat mumbled against my skin and I couldn’t help but arch my back into her, letting her take control of my body.
Wanda let go of my face and placed her hands on top of my own on her cock, helping me stroke her up and down.
“I’m gonna fuck you too, malyshka.” she whispered against my lips and my pussy throbbed, squeezing Nat’s cock at her words.
“Jesus, fuck, Wanda.” Nat breathed. “You got her fucking milking me.”
“Oh, yeah?” Wanda said, a smile on her face. “Does that needy pussy need to be filled up even more?”
I whimpered, nodding mindlessly at her words, my hands going slack around her throbbing cock.
“Yeah,” she whispered, letting my hands go and bringing herself to my entrance where Nat was already fucking me roughly from behind. “You need mommy’s cock now too, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes, mommy!” I cried as she rubbed the tip of her dick against my clit.
Fed up with teasing, she pressed herself against my already full heat and pushed herself inside of me. Nat slowed down her thrusts as I got adjusted to the second cock, her eyes practically rolling into the back of her head at the feeling of Wanda’s cock against her own inside my pulsating wetness.
“Mommy,” I cried, gripping onto her shoulders as she finally matched speeds with Nat. “T-too much.”
“No, malyshka, it’s not too much.” She grunted. “It’s just enough. This pussy was made for us.”
I let out a whimpering cry as they both fucked me slow and deep. I felt as though I was losing my mind at the feel of both cocks inside of me, making my belly bulge, hitting my deepest spot.
“I need more.” Nat growled and I couldn’t imagine what she meant. “Go faster.”
Wanda grunted in response and started thrusting into me faster, matching Nat’s desired speed. I clung onto Wanda as they fucked me, her hands trailing down my body and finding my clit, her talented fingers rubbing tight circles on it and drawing my orgasm closer.
“Oh, god.” I whined, feeling entirely full.
“I’m gonna fuck a baby into you.” Nat grabbed me by the throat and pounded up into me, her cum spurting inside me and all over us.
Wanda let out a little whimper before calling out my name, cumming deep inside me, mixing her seed with Nat’s.
“Yeah, fuck her, Wands.” Nat reached over me and pulled Wanda closer to us, kissing her over my writhing body.
Wanda fucked her cum into me and I let out a cry before cumming all over their cocks, Wanda’s fingers still working their magic on my throbbing, aching clit. I could feel another orgasm approaching as soon as the first one ended, and my pussy clenched around them, milking the rest of their cum out of their cocks.
“Oh, fuck,” Wanda whimpered, pulling away from Nat and slowing her hips. “She’s so fucking tight. Even now.”
Hearing Wanda talk about me like that sent me over the edge once more and both women let out a cry of pleasure as my pussy throbbed and pulsated around them.
“That’s our good girl.” Nat whispered, sliding herself out and making an even bigger mess on the bed from all of the cum. “You take mommy and daddy so well.”
“More.” I whined and I could feel Wanda throb inside of me.
I fucked her, wanting her to cum inside of me again and again.
She grabbed my hips and pounded into me, Nat forgotten behind me as she got herself ready for round two.
“Mommy’s gonna cum inside of you, baby. You ready for mommy’s cum?”
“Yes, mommy!” I cried happily, knowing that once she came I would be satisfied.
The sounds of our sloppy sex were loud in the quiet room, Natasha’s hot gaze keeping us going. Wanda got on top of me and pounded furiously into me, coating my insides with her hot cum.
“Oh, fuck mommy!” I cried as I came around her pulsing cock.
She rested her head against the crook of my neck and I looked over at Natasha who was smiling, stroking her own cock as she watched us.
“Such a good girl. Why don’t you come clean up daddy’s cock?”
Wanda rolled off of me, panting and sweaty, and I got on my knees, taking Nat’s cock into my mouth.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” she moaned, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pushing me down on her. “Suck it clean, baby.”
I gagged as I took her all the way into my mouth and down my throat, and I could feel her throbbing so I knew she was close again. I swirled my tongue around her the best I could, her cum spurting down my throat and choking me.
“Good girl, good girl.” She said as she forced me to swallow every drop, despite my inability to breathe.
I came up for air, tears in my eyes, but a satisfied Nat in front of me.
“You’re our good girl, Y/N.”
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midnightmayhem13 · 9 months
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that's how you get the girl
a/n: kate won the poll so here's a lil smt for her! hope i did the lil archer justice and enjoy!🩶
summary: kate doesn't know how or when to make a move on you, maria nd nat are tired of her awkward flirting!
kate bishop x reader; maria hills x natasha romanoff
mentions of clint! no warnings js wlw fluffiness flash of angst(?)🩶
You and kate first met when you were training with nat and she with clint. so naturally, with both of ur mentors being best friends you two met. since you guys were also offered rooms in the compound you guys saw eachother constantly. clint and nat also wanted you two to get along bc eventually you two would be partners like they were.
in all honesty it was hard to not be friends. you two passed each while you were headed to the gym with nat and when kate was headed to the shooting range with clint. the black haired girl found herself excited for these little moments in both of ur busy schedules. she started getting flustered when you would smile at her briefly and wave at her with ur fingers, whispering a little "hi katie", or when nat and clint were out of town and you two would hang out and get pizza together.
you two became best friends sooner than clint and nat expected but they're weren't ones to complain. as you two got closer to the team you hung out with them more often and even went to starks parties. kate wasn't so excited about that part thinking it would be like her moms galas, but oh was she wrong. first you were there and shit did you look absolutely stunning everything but also the vibe was a whole lot more chill. people didn't care about being formal more just being themselves and having fun
due to this you two found out the maria hills was dating nat! they were the cutest couple ever. you never rlly expected anything bc the kept it professional at work. but they didn't care about you two knowing they were in love and they loved it. the couple found themselves forming a soft spot for you two. being reminded of them being young and falling in love. and being the best agents shield had to offer, they noticed the feelings both of you had for the other. but neither saying anything.
nat would hang out with you at tony's parties to help calm you down and maria started talking to kate, complimenting her work bc maria knew everything duh.
"so you and the archer huh" nat winked at you "woah ms rominoff she's just my friend, plus you told me to be friends w her" she scoffed slightly blushing "it's nat remember and don't act like you don't look at her the way you do honey. plus that girl has heart eyes for you, she follows you like a puppy" "don't be ridiculous nat" you said with a frown, walking away bc sam had called you over . it hurt nats heart knowing that you didn't notice kate's infatuation with you.
on the other side of the room was a fluster kate and a maria trying to hype her up. "y/n's pretty isn't she kate" "yea she's absolutely beautiful" kate sighs maria cackles at kate's daze. kate notices this and immediately gets embarrassed "uhm oh not like that well yes bc she is beautiful not that she isn't but not in that way" "kate stop pretending, it's cute" maria says as she shakes her head. kate's mind was racing. was her crush that noticiable? well ofc she liked you who wouldn't but she didn't have the guts to ask you out, you were way out of her league. " i just, i don't know how" "i can tell. it's getting painfully awkward watching you try to flirt" "ok whatever hill" "hey women up, you're gonna ask her out you here me?" maria challenges
that was a month ago. maria and nat has been helping kate work up the courage and not be so awkward around you. and honestly you fell harder for her, she finally asked you on a date and you hoped she'd confess but she never did leaving you thinking she js wanted to hang out. kate js couldn't get the words out her mouth bc ur beauty had stunned her. although one on of tonys parties, when all the guests left and only the team was there laughing and drinking, you and kate were right next to eachother. and across from you was everyone's favorite couple. you had already been fiddling with kate's hand and she didn't really know what to do.
maria watched kate's struggle as she was trying to make a movie but didn't know how. as this went on for a couple of minutes, watching kate try to find a way to put her arm around you. kate finally caught maria gaze, jumping in her spot a little causing you to turn to kate and giving you a sweet smile. when u turned back to what ever steve was saying, kate turned back to maria to give her a 'wtf what do u want' face. maria just giggled to herself. pointing at kate aggressively and putting an arm around natasha, as to say 'see'. but kate couldn't bring herself to do it as she nodded no fast. but maria being stubborn nodded yes. this went on for a while, no one paying attention luckily. finally kate js did it. fast. both raven haired girls waiting for ur reaction.
you simply scooted closer to her and put your head on her shoulder. kate melted as she watched you with loving eyes. since this moment, kate's confidence boosted
since then the next month was filled with cute dates compliments and cheek kisses. then for the third time at tony's party was when she made the most important move of all. you two decided to be matching as it was a pre-valentine's day party, and you two went as a date. as usual you two went to talk to different people parting ways for a bit, kate went to her new mom at this point updating her on everything. when she's admiring you when maria's talking abt something she didn't rlly pay attention to, she notices your mood switch.
maria notices kate get serious rather than have that dreamy look on her face. suddenly you walk out onto the roof looking as if u we're about to cry. before kate follows you she notices your bitch ass ex with the person they cheated on you with. how tf did they make it here? maria pats kates shoulder "go get her tiger"
kate zooms away throwing ur ex a dirty look in the process. she finds you on the rooftop balcony hugging ur self while trying to wipe the tears away. "y/n..." you turn around trying to act as if nothing was wrong "hi katie" you say, not without ur voice cracking, you can't help it anymore as you burst into tears. kate immediately pulls you in by ur waist hugging you passionately. a few minutes pass and you two are swaying and whispering sweet nothings to each. when kate opens her eyes she met with a cheering nat and maria through the window. she immediately blushes and nods in question. they keep making kissy hands and maria pulls nat in to emphasize their point.
kate breaths in and pulls away. your cheeks are bright red. your eyes are filled with noticiable love. kate lifts your chin and your breath hitches. "can i kiss you?" "mhm~" you respond nervously with a small grin on ur face. as kates lips touch yours you swear you hear fire works. you two giggle and pull apart "tuesday at 7?" "of course katie" you giggle knowing what's going to happen. you two interlock hands and walk away happy as can be. kate turns to maria and nat mouthing a 'thank you'
the next morning when you and kate walk out your room after not wanting to leave eachothers side last night. when kate's staring at you while you make coffee and talk to nat. maria comes up from behind her and slaps her back, " see, that's how you get the girl" she winks. kate smiles and turns back to you. continuing to admire her girl.
a/n sorry that was ass😵‍💫 first time writings not js headcanons lmao but i love kate and i had to think of a prompt on the spot hope you found a little bit of it enjoyable🩶
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gloriouscolorland · 8 months
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people i will write for
AN: so hey apparently a few people actually enjoyed my stiles post so i thought id make this so y'all can request stuff. if there's someone you want to read about and they aren't on here just ask and ill see what i can do. also im working on a part two to science homework.
Men i will write for:
Rodrick Heffley
Stiles Stilinski
Tate langdon
post Kyle spencer
cooper day
kai anderson
kai parker
damon salvatore
stefan salvatore
peitro maximoff
peter 1 2 and 3
brain went blank like i said if you think of anyone just ask
Women i will write for:
Wanda maximoff
Natasha rominoff
robin buckley
im not good at writing women smut but fluff yea also i will write fluff smut angst dark alot of stuff just ask seriously
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pincessstuffie99 · 11 months
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Hello! So this is strictly a sfw blog! Littles and age regressers are safe to interact here.
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I will be writing sfw littlespace Fanfiction with any comfort characters of your choosing but here is a list of the ones that I will mostly do on my own.
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington
Robin Buckley
Eddie Munson
Supernatural
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Castiel
Crowley
The Vampire Diaries Universe
Stefan Salvatore
Damon Salvatore
Tyler Lockwood
Matt Donovan
Jeremy Gilbert
Enzo
Klaus Mikaelson
Elijah Mikaelson
Kol Mikaelson
Rebekah Mikaelson
Marcel
The Avengers
Tony Stark
Steve Rogers
Natasha Rominoff
Bucky Barnes
Peter Parker
Steven Strange
Captain Marvel
Thor Odinson
Loki Laufyson
Cobra Kai
Miguel Diaz
Robby Keene
Eli Moskowitz
Tory
Teen Wolf
Scott McCall
Stiles Stilinski
Derek Hale
Theo Raken
Jordan Parish
Issak Lahey
Malia Tate
Lydia Martin
Allison Argent
Jackson Wittmore
Outer Banks
JJ Maybank
Pope Heyward
John B Rutledge
Rafe Cameron
Also expect loads of cute pictures!!
If you have any requests please message me!
Please DNI if : NSFW, kink, ddlg. This is a blog for comfort and safety.
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docgold13 · 2 years
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365 Marvel Comics Paper Cut-Out SuperHeroes - One Hero, Every Day, All Year…
September 5th - Red Guardian 
A few different heroes have occupied the mantle of The Red Guardian.  The first was a Russian soldier named Aleksey Lebedev who demonstrated significant physical prowess and skills in combat.  Hoping to emulate the heightened morale offered by Captain America, The Russian military outfitted Lebedev with a patriotic costume and sent him on daring missions.  Dubbed the ‘Red Guardian,’ he would go on to aide the Allied Forces and fought side by side with The Invaders and The All Winners Squad.   Lebedev died some time after the war under mysterious circumstances and it was intimated that he may have been assassinated for speaking out against Soviet governmental decisions.
Years later, Alexei Shostakov was selected to become the next Red Guardian.  Shostakov was a celebrated test pilot and hero of the people.  He was recruited into the KGB and asked to maintain a cover identity (which included an arranged marriage to the ballerina, Natasha Rominoff (the spy known as The Black Widow)).   
Shostakov was subjected to vigorous training, equipped with a number of advanced weaponry and give  a costume similar to that worn Lebedev.  
One of the Red Guardian’s missions put him into conflict with The Avengers. His former ally, The Black Widow, betrayed him so to save the life of her love, Hawkeye.  In turn, Shostakov ended up sacrificing his own life to save Rominoff.
The Soviet military would go on to use Life Model Decoys based on Shostakov’s likeness so to hide the hero’s death.  This facsimile version of The Guardian would participate in further missions but was ultimately destroyed.  
The next hero to don the guise of The Red Guardian was a young doctor named Tania Belinskaya.  After her father was arrested and exiled to Siberia for his public denunciations of Soviet policies, Belinskaya decided to adopt the identity of The Red Guardian so to help other dissidents and to fight crime.  Along with her proficiency as a physician, Belinskaya was additionally a highly accomplished martial artist and she proved a greatly capable hero.  She later emigrated to the United States where she acted as a member of The Defenders.  Following an encounter with the being known as The Presence, Belinskaya cast aside her role as the Red Guardian and changed her alias to ‘Starlight.’   
Some time later, it was revealed that Alexei Shostakov had not died in battle with the Avengers.  He resurfaced as the assassin Ronin, acting as a member of the Dark Ocean Society.  This resulted in a confrontation with the Black Widows Natasha Rominoff and Yelena Belova.  
The Alexei Shostakov version of the Red Guardian features in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, debuting in the movie, The Black Widow, and portrayed by actor David Harbor.  
Aleksey Lebedev first appeared in the pages of Namor the Sub-Mariner Annual #1 (1991); Alexei Shostakov first appeared in Avengers Vol. 1 #43 (1967); and Tania Belinskaya first appeared in The Defender Vol. 1 #35 (1976).  
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pxgeturner · 2 years
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 :
♔ Stranger Things ♔
Henry creel // 001 // vecna
Eddie Munson
Billy Hargrove
Max mayfield
Robin Buckley
Steve Harrington
Jim Hopper
♔ Harry Potter ♔
Tom Riddle
Pansy perkinson
Luna Lovegood
Ginny Weasley
♔ Twilight ♔
Edward Cullen
Emmet Cullen
Alice Cullen
Rosalie Hale
Jasper Hale
Carlisle Cullen
Esme Cullen (platonically only)
Seth Clearwater
Leah Clearwater
Caius Volturi
Felix volturi
Jane &/or Alec Volturi (platonically only)
♔ Marvel ♔
Bucky Barnes // the winter soldier
The Moon system // Moon Knight
Steve rogers // captain America
Wanda maximoff // the scarlet witch
Pietro Maximoff // quicksilver
Vision
Loki laufeyson
Thor odinson
Natasha rominoff // black widow
♔ DC ♔
Joker (dark knight only)
Harley Quinn // harleen quinzel
Kalder // aqualad
Conner Kent // superboy // Kon El
Clark Kent // superman // Kal El
M’gann M’orzz // Miss Martian // Megan Morse
Diana Prince // Wonder Woman
Bruce Wayne // Batman (Battinson only)
♔ Star Wars ♔
Ben Solo // Kylo Ren
Anakin Skywalker // Darth Vader
Padmé amidala
Poe Dameron
Rose
Han Solo
Rey
♔ ADCU ♔
Clyde Logan
Philip Altman
Charlie Barber
Jaqués Le Gris
Maurizio Gucci
Adam sackler
♔ misc. ♔
Geralt of rivia
Billy loomis
Jamie campell bower
austin!elvis
♔ specific ships ! ♔
Padmé/Anakin
Edissy
Elmax
Lumax
Ronance
Stancy
Rose/rey
Linny
Luna/Blaise
Pansy/Blaise
Always evolving !
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spaceorphan18 · 2 years
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Top 5 LotR and MCU characters?
Ah fun question! Lord of the Rings is a little easier than the MCU, lol
(neither of these are in any order)
Lord of the Rings:
Gandalf
Bilbo
Sam
Pippin
Aragorn
(Eowyn deserves an honorable mention.)
MCU:
Tony Stark
Peter Parker
Natasha Rominoff
Doctor Strange
Steve Rogers
(I love so many of them though!)
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badassbitch-21 · 6 months
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Hey everyone! I want to start wright on here but but I don’t know what to right! Send me your request!
Rules:
No homophobia
No racism
No hate
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Characters I’ll wright:
MHA-
Katsuki bakugo
Ejiro kirishima
Izuku Midoriya
Shoto Todoroki
Ochaco Uraraka
Momo Yaoyorozu
Tenya Iida
Hanta Sero
Denki Kaminari
Mina Ashido
Hitoshi Shinso
Aizawa
Hawks
Dabi
Tomura Shigaraki
Supernatural-
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Castiel
Stranger things-
Eddie mason
Steve Harrington
Nacy
Robin
Mcu
Bucky Barnes
Natasha rominoff
Wanda
Steve rogers
Scorpion
Toby
Happy
Walter
If there is any character(s) that you want that are not here please ask I’ll give it my best effort to wright them !!
REQUEST NEED:
The character(s) you want
Trope/ what you want
Trigger warnings if needed
Fluff/smut/angst
If you want it to be x reader or x other characters
If x reader what gender reader is
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lavenderxskys · 11 months
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character fic list!
· mcu ·
bucky barnes
steve rodgers
peter parker (any actor)
captian marvel
tony stark
natasha rominoff
dr strange
· the hunger games ·
katniss everdeen
peeta melark
· community ·
• abed nadir
• troy barnes
•really anyone else
· books ·
theres a bunch of book characters so if you want me to write about a book character just ask and either i'll 1, already have read the book 2, will read the book or 3, will do research on the character for you :)
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specialagentlokitty · 2 years
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Natasha x reader - It’s okay
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Today was high-key stressful. I'm a high school senior trying to get my associates degree along with my diploma at the same time-- Could I please request some stress comfort with Loki or Natasha Romanoff?? It can go in whatever direction you want. I'm just super stressed and idk if I can take anymore. Thank you so much <3 - Anon💜
Natasha was quick to pick up on people’s emotions, the way they were feeling. Being an assassin, it was something she used to her advantage.
Today, while watching you walking through the hallways she could easily picked up on the way you felt from the way you marched around.
Getting up, she followed you until you guys reached a quiet space and finally called out.
“(Y/N)!”
You stopped and turned around, watching her as she came closer.
Once she was close enough she stopped and crossed her arms across her chest, flicking her eyes up and down your form before locking gazes with you.
“You okay?”
You just gaze a curt nod and she sighed, walking over she stopped just in front of you.
“Talk to me…” she whispered.
“I’m fine Nat…”
She shook her head at you, reaching up she cradled your face between her hands.
She knew when you were lying, and she knew you were upset.
You leant into her touch and closed your eyes, letting out a soft sigh.
Natasha took a step forward, moving your head to rest on her shoulder as she gently held you, smoothing her hand up and down your back.
“I’m here okay?”
You just nodded.
“Wanna talk?”
“No…”
She nodded and pressed a kiss to the side of your head.
You took a step forward, wrapping your arms around her you balled your hands into the fabric of her shirt, closing your eyes as you let yourself relax.
All the tension you’d been holding in was slowly melting away, but you still felt exhausted and overwhelmed.
Natasha didn’t say anything more, she wasn’t one to push or pry, she wasn’t going to force you to tell her anything.
She just needed to let you know that she was here right now and she wasn’t going to go until you were better
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the-bau-quinjet · 3 years
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Hey Stevie
Summary: Someone switches your karaoke song, revealing your feelings for Steve.
Warnings: none! Just the fluffiest fluff.
Word Count: 879
a/n: Another blurb! In honor of Fearless (Taylor's Version) I present another karaoke fic. I have an obsession. I am not sorry. The song is "Hey Stephen" by Taylor Swift :)
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"Y/N, it's your turn! Get your pretty ass up there." Wanda called to you from across the bar, slightly tipsy.
You yourself were slightly tipsy, the only way you would ever agree to karaoke.
"Wan, I don't even remember the song I picked." You whined right back, still walked towards her.
"You picked a Taylor Swift song. You know all of them. Just go!" She shooed you onto the stage as the music started.
She was right. You recognized the song immediately, although you seriously did not remember picking it.
Either way, you started humming when you were supposed to, dancing around the small bar stage.
"Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving but I know I saw a light in you."
You were almost certain you vowed, specifically to Wanda, to never sing this song at karaoke, no matter how drunk you were, but you couldn't remember why for the life of you.
So you carried on, thoroughly enjoying the performance.
"And as we walked, we were talking. I didn't say half the things I wanted to."
You let your mind wander as you sang, having had this song memorized since the original came out in 2009.
You mostly thought about Steve and how in love with him you were.
"Hey Stephen, boy you might have me believing I don't always have to be alone."
You laughed to yourself. Steve. Stephen. Steve. Stephen. Suddenly you remembered why you swore not to sing this song.
Your eyes widened as you stared at Wanda, wondering how this song was chosen.
"'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel. Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain so, come feel this magic I been feeling since I met you. Can't help it if there's no one else. Mhmm I can't help myself."
Wanda smirked as you sang, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. You glared daggers at her, but it did nothing to deter her triumphant attitude.
You cringed internally at just how frequently you had to say Stephen. Even if it's technically spelt differently, it still sounds the same.
"Hey Stephen I've been holding back this feeling. So, I got some things to say to you."
Nat walked up to Wanda, an obvious smirk on her face as well. The two whispered to each other, clearly congratulating themselves on getting you to sing this song.
"I've seen it all. So, I thought, but I never seen nobody shine the way you do."
You switched your glare to Nat, knowing it wouldn't do anything to deter her either. You just couldn't bare the thought of looking at anyone else, not when you were singing this song.
"The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name. It's beautiful wonderful, don't you ever change."
You gave up on your fruitless glaring, choosing instead to close your eyes and think happier thoughts than "I want to murder my best friends."
Even though you tried to think of literally anything else, Steve popped into your head again. His smile. His blue eyes. Everything you were singing about him.
"They're dimming the street lights. You're perfect for me. Why aren't you here tonight?"
Your eyes involuntarily sought him out. you made eye contact right in time for the next few lines.
"I'm waiting alone now. So, come on and come out and pull me near. And shine, shine, shine."
You couldn't tell what he was feeling. His was clearly shocked, but you couldn't tell if it was a good or bad thing. You tore your eyes from him long enough to glance at Sam and Bucky. Unsurprisingly, they were also smirking.
With one more glance at Steve, you decided to take a bit of a chance.
You looked right at him, altering the words a bit to make it more personal.
"Hey Stevie, I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose. All those other girls, well they're beautiful, but would they sing this song for you."
It was your turn to smirk as you took in the shocked expressions of all of your friends. Bucky and Sam's jaws were nearly on the floor. Wanda was squealing. Nat still wore her signature smirk. Tony looked impressed.
Steve though, his reaction was the most important. He was clearly blushing, but the smile on his face was just as prominent.
The second you finished the song, you not-so-gracefully jumped off the stage. Everyone clapped for you, but you were on a mission.
You walked up to Steve, who was still blushing, with a new found confidence.
Once you got there though, you panicked again. "Hi." You muttered, unsure of what else to say.
"Hi." He whispered back, still absorbing your performance.
"Just kiss her, punk." Bucky said, standing right next to you but sounding like he was a million miles away.
You moved your hands around his neck, pulling his face closer to yours, but not quite closing the distance. You wanted to leave him with the choice. Your feelings were already pretty obvious.
He moved one hand to your cheek, the other taking up residence on your waist.
"It's always been you." He whispered, right before pulling you in for a kiss.
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merrymarvelite · 2 years
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Cover of the Day: Daredevil #98 (April, 1973) Art by George Tuska
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lenalee-academy · 4 years
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Shadow of Despair
Fandom: Avengers  
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Warnings: Graphic Whump / ANGST 
Rating: M (for whump and language)
Summary:  What if despair had a name and liked to eat your nightmares for breakfast? The Avengers are out on a routine mission when despair comes calling, and it sets its sight on our favorite genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. As the team rallies to rescue their friend, they are brought face to face with the fact that they don’t really know Tony at all. 
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PROLOGUE
"There's a new world comin', and it's just around the bend. There's a new world comin', this one's comin' to an end."    - Cass Elliot
Iilk was hungry.
As one of the lesser Rake he didn't often have the opportunity for a meal.
Scraps.
That's what was left for him by the time the others cleared out. That's why he was lurking in the shadows, watching the Elders split dimensions. It had taken him quite a while to learn that the key was timing. While the Elders did the work of opening dimensions he bided his time and energy. If he was fast enough there was a chance he could pass through the opening before the others could swarm it.
He'd probably only get a few good tastes before he was pulled away by a stronger, more aged Rake, but that was okay. Even just a few sips of the good stuff would be able to keep Iilk energized enough to vie for a decent place in line instead of dead last.
As the rift grew longer he focused his attention on the tear, counting down the seconds until it showed the smallest opening, and then he dashed through the hole that was too small for the strongest Rake to fit in, but just wide enough for the starved Iilk to slip through.
His success was short lived as he careened through a time lord who looked surprised and rather angry before doing something that began to reverse the rift Iilk had come through, much to the surprised and angry cries of his people on the other side.
"Wong." The time lord hissed, his focus unable to split between the rogue Rake and closing the rift.
"Got it." This Wong stated, hands moving ominacly. But Iilk didn't wait to find out what that meant for him. He hurled himself in the direction of away, hearing the startled yell of the gatekeepers behind him and refusing to look back and see how close they were to catching up to him.
Slipping into shadows and spreading himself thin enough to dematerialize, he evaded them all, quickly navigating the in-between. Ahead was a doorway with another rift leading to a dim and desolate place. Iilk slipped silently through, using the cover of darkness to slink across the barren wasteland.
And even through his dire predicament of being chased by a time lord and the fear of being caught, there was also a growing wonder, and even joy, at the realization that he now had an entire world, a veritable banquet of uncontested entrees at his fingertips.
And Iilk was hungry.
Tony Stark was starving.
He supposed working four days straight in the workshop would do that. His stomach growled again, echoing loudly within his suit.
"Anything Stark?" came the Captain's inquiry like clockwork.
"Beta quadrant clear." he said, doing one last scan, verifying that his report was still correct. "Moving on to Charlie."
"Roger that."
He'd only been 'retired' for a few months and already he had missed this. The feeling of teamwork and purpose as they all worked towards a specific goal. Sure, technically he was still inactive and not authorized or even encouraged to do anything but the aerial scans they needed but still, it was nice.
"Hey guys, whaddya say we stop for a little curry after this?" he asked, circling back around the city towards the point of origin, where the disturbance was first logged on SHIELD's radar. "I'm feeling a bit peckish."
"Stark." The Captain warned.
"What? You don't like Indian?"
"I could go for some naan bread," Bruce chimed in from the research truck where he was currently collecting data on the anomaly and using Stark's scans to better pinpoint the current location of the disturbance. Whatever this thing was, it was proving evasive to say the least. "I know this great little spot in Kolkata."
"It's on." Tony agreed. "Gotta branch out sometime, Cap. You'll love it. Comes with a kick."
"Guys," came the Captain's voice, strained with annoyance. It only made Tony smile. Sometimes America's greatest hero was too easy.
"Mmmm," Stark hummed. "Just the thought of butter chicken is making my mouth water. Nat, Clint?"
"Gonna have to pass on this one Stark." Clint chimed in. "Last time I had curry I shit fire for a week."
Tony's mirth rang through the comms and was documented by the blip in altitude as he dropped a few inches.
"Guys can we focus please," came the clipped tones of the Captain. "Natasha, what have you learned from the village. Any more victims?"
"Negative. The three victims didn't have much in common. None of the individuals who've been affected have gotten worse in the last 24 hours, however there is one common denominator. All of the victims have been experiencing night and day terrors."
"Terrors? What, like nightmares?" Clint asked.
"That mean anything to you, Banner?" The Captain redirected.
"No, not yet, but I'll plug the data into the search matrix, see if I can find a pattern. If you could find out when and where the terrors started it would be helpful."
"On it."
The comms fell silent again as Tony began sweeping the next quadrant. His mind forgot his hunger as it strayed back to his current obsession, Peter Parker's suit. Originally there'd only been a few dozen web-shooting options that he'd planned to integrate into a suit for the spider kid he'd met a few weeks ago. It wasn't his fault that several hundred more options had come to him since then. He'd meant to at least cut them down, but then he wanted this suit to be the safest thing the kid ever wore, and everytime he eliminated one he would suddenly think of a scenario where only that option would save the kid's life.
In the end he ended up incorporating all of them, which meant the original tech intended for the suit was insufficient. The sheer amount of options required the processing ability of higher level thinking. And so Tony had spent the last four days creating another AI. The kid would need assistance growing into the suit. Some tutorials perhaps. Maybe just a couple of training wheels to get him started.
"FRIDAY, remind me to set up a training wheels protocol for the Spiderling." he instructed, eyes still scanning the incoming stream of data. Something was off in the topography he hadn't caught before.
"You got it, boss."
"And while you're at it enable the GPR will ya?"
"On it."
"Thanks darlin."
Tony pulled to a stop as he read the data, turning to rescan the area around him. His lips spread into a smirk as the anomaly he'd sensed blipped across his screen.
"Gotcha," he murmured. After pinpointing the most probable point of origin, he began to head towards it.
"Stark. You want to tell me why you're breaking formation?" The Captain asked.
"You bet your patriotic socks I do," he said happily. "Looks like our mystery guest might be utilizing the formidable facility underneath the city. Sending you the specs now, Brucey."
He landed on the outskirts of the city, his metal suit standing firm on the hard sand. Precision lasers cut a perfect circle through the dirt, and he smiled when the sands began pouring down before the large chuck in the middle fell through a hole with a loud thump a moment later.
"Knock, knock."
"Stark! Hold position. Wait for backup." Captain America ordered.
Tony thought about listening. He really did.
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awinchestershell · 4 years
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Whumptober Day 7: Isolation
Day 1
Peter is woken up in the middle of the night by his stomach turning and twisting painfully. He barely has time to run to the trash can before he can feel bile burning his throat and he’s coughing harshly.
He groans, falling on his back on the floor and running his hands over his face.
Just his luck. Getting sick the day after an alien invasion. The Avengers had handled it well enough, all of the aliens being either dead or captured by SHIELD. But Peter was exhausted and he could only imagine the other Avengers were as well.
He did his best to fall back asleep, but his stomach had other ideas. Peter was woken up throughout the night by debilitating stomach pains and nausea.
Finally the sun broke through the window, and Tony arrived soon after.
“Wakey wakey, kid. Time for breakfast.” Peter doesn’t respond, he just covers his eyes with his blanket.
“What’s wrong, Peter?” Tony asks, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Sick.” Is all Peter says.
“Headache?” Peter shakes his head, pointing to the trash can.
“Stomach.” Tony nods in understanding.
“Why don’t you go grab something to eat and I’ll clean up in here? Sound good?” Peter climbs out of bed with an exhausted sigh, slumping to the kitchen like a hunchback.
Tony sighs as well, walking over to the trash can. He was expecting to find chunky bile, but instead he found dark green goo.
He freezes, his brain taking several seconds to process, before he’s on his feet and sprinting out of the room.
He runs in as Steve is about to pat Peter’s shoulder. Tony rushes to them, shoving Steve away from Peter.
“Don’t touch him!” Tony screams, standing between the two of them.
“Tony, what the hell?” Natasha asks, standing up from her spot on the couch. Steve and Peter are staring at him in shock.
“Bruce! We have a problem.” Tony says, gesturing to Peter.
“What is it?” Bruce asks, walking over to Tony and Peter.
“Guqruid.” Tony whispers, fear in his eyes. Bruce’s eyes widen comically.
“But that’s impossible. We haven’t seen it in over 10 years.” Bruce insists.
“Banner, I’m telling you. The kid’s got it.” Peter startled like he’s been electrocuted.
“I’m sorry? I’ve got what?” He seems terrified by the panic in Tony’s voice.
“Nobody touch him. Everybody needs to leave right now.” Bruce demands, gently ushering Steve towards the door.
“We’re not going anywhere!” Natasha yells, swatting Tony’s hand off her shoulder.
“Listen to me. Peter is very sick, and he’s very, very contagious. You need to leave.” Steve can see that Tony is being serious, so he grabs Natasha’s wrist and pulls her out of the room.
“Dr. Banner? What do you mean, I’m very sick?” Peter seems so scared, and it makes Tony’s heart hurt.
“Peter, listen to me. This is extremely important. Yesterday, during the invasion. Did any of the aliens blood get in your mouth or nose?” Bruce asks, trying to be gentle but also urgent.
“I mean yeah, just once. And it was gross. Why? What’s wrong with me?” Peter asks, backing away from Tony and Bruce.
“Peter, Bruce and I think you have something called Guqruid. It’s an alien sickness, passed into humans by blood contact. But once in humans it’s extremely contagious.” Tony explains, and he desperately wants to put his hand on the kid’s shoulder, but him getting sick too wouldn’t help anything.
“Peter, I don’t want to scare you, but I need you to come with me to the lab immediately.” Bruce insists, gesturing for the kid to follow him.
Peter’s eyes are wide like saucers, but nonetheless he listens. When they make it to the lab, Bruce has Peter walk into a large glass chamber, about the size of his bedroom.
The room is full of assorted items and furniture. There’s a bed, a cushioned chair, even a bookshelf and a desk.
“Don’t worry, you’re gonna be fine. It’s only a quarantine.” Tony is doing his best to keep Peter calm but the kid looks like he’s about to burst.
“Will you please explain to me what the hell is going on?” Peter shouts, his arms wrapped around his stomach.
“It’s called Guqruid. It progresses in stages. The first stage is vomiting. We’re not one hundred percent sure what the rest of the stages are, but only stage seven is actually dangerous.” Bruce is rambling now, already typing.
“What do you mean ‘dangerous’? Am I dying?” Peter asks, and Tony’s heart breaks.
“Don’t worry kid. We’re gonna fix it before it gets that far.” Tony assures him.
Natasha enters the lab, followed by Steve.
“What’s wrong with my маленький паук?” Nat asks, hurrying over to the glass chamber to look at Peter.
“It’s an alien disease, we’re pretty sure it’s of Chitauri origin. They carry it in their blood like rabies in a raccoon and they pass it on to foreign creatures. We’ve seen it once before ten years ago.” Bruce explains, not even looking up from his computer.
“Can you cure it?” Steve asks, warily watching the kid, who looks about ready to pass out.
“I can try. But I’ll need the blood of the aliens that infected him. Which means calling Fury.” Bruce says, and Steve is already on top of it, leaving to make the call.
“It might take me a few days, but I promise I won’t let you reach stage six.” Bruce is genuine, and Tony knows that Bruce is as worried as he is.
“Okay. If you’re sure.” Peter says, sitting down on the bed.
The next six or seven hours are rough. Steve is arguing animatedly with Fury over getting a sample of the aliens blood, Peter just wont stop vomiting and coughing, and Natasha refuses to leave the lab, no matter how many times Tony reminds her how dangerous it is to be there.
To be fair, Tony too refuses to leave.
Day 2
Peter wakes up feeling cold. He pulls the blanket on the bed up to his chin and curls his knees to his chest, but he doesn’t feel any warmer.
Frustrated, he gets up to walk around a little. He finds Natasha sitting in a chair on the other side of the glass, a kind smile on her face.
“Do you feel any better?” She asks, standing up to walk closer to the glass.
Peter shrugs, rubbing his sleeve over his forehead. He feels like he’s been dropped in the ocean. He’s absolutely soaking wet.
“I’m really sweaty but I feel like it’s thirty degrees in here.” He tells her, using a towel to rub his neck and shoulders.
“I’ll go get Bruce. I’ll be right back.” She promises, and Peter’s feels his heart warmed by how clingy she gets when he’s hurt.
She returns with Bruce two minutes later, and the older man sighs.
“You’ve progressed to stage two. This one is probably the easiest. Cold sweats, pale skin, maybe a headache, but you should be okay for now.” Bruce opens a small window in the glass, handing Peter some Advil and another towel, making sure not to touch him.
Peter gratefully accepts the pills, seeing as he can feel a headache building in the middle of his skull. That’s when Tony comes in.
“Shoo, widow. It’s my turn to watch the kid.” Tony quips, falling back into the only chair in the room.
Natasha only glares at him. “I’m not leaving.” She says.
“Natasha, go. I’ll be fine. You need sleep.” Peter assures her, a smile on his face.
She sighs, but nonetheless she relents.
“I’ll be back by morning.” She warns Tony, gently smacking his shoulder.
“How you feeling, kid?” Tony asks, eyeing Peter worriedly.
“Pretty okay. Dr. Banner says this is the easiest stage, so I’m counting my blessings. I would love if someone could bring me my homework though. If I get too behind in school, Ned will kill me.” Peter tells him, plopping down on the bed.
“Don’t worry, I already called the school and told them you have swine flu and can barely stand. They’ve exempted you from all assignments until you bounce back.” Tony seems proud of himself and Peter sighs in relief. At least he had cover for all the classes he’d be missing.
The rest of the day passed by slowly. Tony worked on some repairs in the lab while Peter helped as much as he could from his room.
For the most part he just felt like he had a cold. The headache came and wet, but the cold sweats stuck with him the whole day long.
Day 3
Today was harder. Before Peter was even fully awake he was hacking violently. He felt like he was drowning. Something was stuck in his throat and he couldn’t get it out. Peter found himself on his hands and knees on the floor coughing harshly, and he covered his mouth with his hand.
“Peter?” Tony called, rushing towards the glass. Peter ignored him, focusing on the fact that he could feel his lungs being squeezed like a fist.
He pulled his hand away, finding a dark red liquid coating his fingers. He panicked, sitting up and showing his hand to Tony. The older man’s eyes widen, and he rushes out of the room, probably to find Bruce.
Bruce hurries in, watching Peter continue to cough frantically.
“Stage 3. He’ll be like this the rest of the day.” Bruce tells Tony, a frown on his face.
“How can we help?” Tony asks, cringing at the wheeze in Peter’s breaths.
“Get me a humidifier, and a lot of water. We need to keep him hydrated.” Bruce orders, already pulling on gloves. Tony does as he’s told, returning with a blue humidifier and a 5 gallon jug of water.
“Peter? Can you hear me?” Peter nods tiredly, walking over to the door.
Bruce opens it quickly, setting the humidifier and the water inside, before shutting it again.
Peter sets up the humidifier, sitting in front of it to breathe in the steam.
Steve joins them around 2:30.
“How is he?” The Captain asks, moving to stand near where Tony and Bruce are working.
“The poor kid can barely breathe. He’s been coughing up blood all day.” Tony tells him, not looking up.
Tony had Bruce had been working themselves to the bone trying to synthesize a cure from the blood of the alien. They were making progress, but they weren’t close enough yet and Tony was getting anxious.
“Go get some rest Tony. I can work on this. It’s Steve’s turn to keep the kid company.” Bruce says, practically shoving Tony out the door.
Steve sits down in front of the glass chamber. By now Bruce had given Peter an oxygen mask, but it wasn’t helping much.
“Hey, Peter. Can I get you anything? Some food maybe? Been a while since you ate.” Peter smiles for the first time all day.
“I’d love some goldfish. I keep a box of them in my nightstand.” Steve smiles too, hurrying off to Peter’s room.
He returns moments later with the box, and Peter grins.
“Thanks!” He shouts, taking the box from Steve through the little window.
He pulls off his oxygen mask so he can eat, and Steve is surprised the kid is so upbeat considering the situation. But he’s happy nonetheless.
“Hey Peter. Did I ever tell you about the time that Bucky and I took down an entire nazi regime back in World War II?” Steve asks, and Peter turns to face Steve, giving the ancient soldier his full attention.
“No, but I’d love to hear about it. I learned a bit about you in history class, but I’m really interested to hear your version.” Steve smiles at Peter’s enthusiasm.
He’s glad he was able to find something to distract Peter for a few hours. The kid listens intently, and though he won’t admit it, Steve is glad to have someone to tell this story to again.
Night comes quickly, and Peter goes back to bed with his oxygen mask back on, while Steve watches over him.
Day 4
Steve is woken up by a loud thud. He jolts up, immediately checking on Peter.
The kid is laying on the floor with his palms pressed to his eyes.
“Peter? Are you okay?” Steve asks, wishing he could actually go in and help.
“Yeah. I just got really dizzy. No worries.” Peter tells him, slowly climbing back into bed.
“I’ll get Bruce.”
Steve returns with Dr. Banner in less than a minute, and Bruce sighs.
“Stage 4. Severe dizziness and exhaustion. This is another easy one. Just try not to stand up too much Peter.” Peter nods, and Bruce is sure he wasn’t planning on getting up anytime soon.
“Steve, go grab Natasha. It’s her turn.” Steve listens, hurrying back up the stairs.
Natasha arrives soon after, and she makes her way over to Peter.
“Good morning, маленький паук.” She says, sitting down in the chair by the glass wall.
“Hey Natasha.” Peter moans, and as he stares at the ceiling he can see it spinning in circles. Not to mention he feels like someone had drained him of all the energy in his body.
Per Peter’s request, Natasha takes him through lesson 13 in his physics textbook, and Peter manages to keep up. But pretty quickly he falls asleep, and Natasha decides it’s best to let him rest.
Bruce continues to work in the background, groaning in frustration sometimes, but mostly being very quiet. Natasha stands up and moves to join him at his desk.
“Making any progress?” She asks, staring at the notes he’s scrawling out on the desk.
“A little bit, yeah. Not fast enough though.” Bruce says, crumpling up a ball of paper and tossing it over his shoulder.
“You’ll figure this out. Try not to stress.” She reminds him, sitting back down.
The rest of the day goes by quickly for Peter. He naps for almost four hours, and when he wakes up he feels so exhausted he can barely sit up. He manages to walk over to his water jug, before sitting on the floor, unable to stay standing.
By the time the sun goes down Peter has already fallen back asleep.
Day 5
Peter wakes up, but at first he’s not sure he’s even awake because is vision is completely blurry, to the point where he can barely see.
He panics at first, sitting up quickly in bed.
“Peter?” Natasha asks, and Peter can hear the concern in her voice.
“Get Bruce. I can’t see.” Peter whines, and Natasha sprints out of the room.
Bruce comes rushing in, coming right up to the little window.
“Come over to the window, Peter. I have to look at your eyes.” Bruce says, opening the hatch.
Peter stumbles over to the window, holding his face up to the hole. He can see well enough to know that Bruce is shining a penlight in his eyes.
“Okay. You’re fine. It’s only stage five. Your vision should be restored by morning.” Bruce assures him, and Natasha returns with Tony.
“Peter, are you okay?” The kid has already blindly made his way back over to his bed, and he sits down so that he’s leaning against the glass wall.
“I’m fine. Just can barely see.” Peter tells him, rubbing his eyes.
“Peter, don’t do that. You’ll agitate your eyes.” Bruce warns him.
Peter sighs, letting his hands fall into his lap.
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