#to all the avengers I’ve loved before part 15

[eat-limes-bitches]

Rain

*Part of the Stages of a Storm collection*

PAIRING: Female Avenger! Reader x  Bucky Barnes

WARNINGS: Angst, Injury, depression, crying, hurt/comfort, Soft! Bucky, Sweet! Bucky, so-many-pet-names. Fluff!

Tags: @cjand10​

(This story was highly inspired by Eye Of The Storm by Caleb Hearn)

On a lonely night, with the rain pouring outside of your window and the fragrance of the soil gets deep in you, so what’s it gonna be, memories or regrets of the past.

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Y/N laid in the dark staring at the ceiling, trying desperately to sleep but every time she shifted to get comfortable and involuntary hiss would leave her lips as a little jolt of pain would shoot up her leg. 15 minutes later she gave up on sleep altogether and carefully sat up in bed, reaching for her crutches. She was ecstatic when Doctor Cho said that she didn’t have to stay in the wheelchair, at least she could do more things on her own without bothering Bucky. She paused in her movements when his name ran through her mind.  Ever since that day on the balcony, she found it easier to go to him for help, but she still couldn’t help but feel like she was annoying him. With a grunt, Y/N lifted herself to her feet and with the help of her crutches wandered out to the common room.

She stopped in front of the balcony doors, observing the rain as it softly tapped against the deck. As she stood still, her mind began to wander, would she ever be allowed back in the field? Would they get rid of her once they figured out they were better off without her? Was Tony taking her out of the field their way of letting her off slowly? She brought her left hand up to her face and rubbed her eyes, trying to get the thoughts to leave but they only seemed to be getting louder. Once this was all over, would Bucky go back to just being polite, only giving her a passing greeting? He had to be sick and tired of her by now. She was an avenger for fucks sake, she shouldn’t need help getting the book she dropped, let alone getting dressed. “God I’m such a fucking disappointment!” She roared, hurling her crutches across the room. The force from her throw caused her to lose her balance and fall to the ground, luckily not landing on her right hip, but it was jarring enough that it lit up her body with pain, causing her to cry out.

Down the hall, Bucky was woken up by a crashing sound, if that wasn’t enough to put him on edge, the sharp cry Y/N let out was and he launched himself out of bed. He rushed into the common room, ready to take on any enemy that dared to show their face but he was only met with the sight of Y/N on the floor, lying on her left side groaning in pain while her crutches were clear across the room. Bucky was by Y/N’s side in an instant, hovering his hands above her body, afraid to touch her for fear of causing more pain. “Y/N? Are you ok? What happened?” He asked frantically, as he gently helped her up and onto the couch. Y/N refused to look at him, taking more interest in her fuzzy socks than the man in front of her. Bucky crouched down  and used his right hand to move her gaze to meet his, “Honey? Are you alright?” He asked softly. Y/N searched his face for a moment before pushing her way into his arms, surprising Bucky but he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around her. “Baby, what’s going on?” He asked worriedly, his pulse rate increasing when Y/N took in a deep shuddery breath, “I’m so tired Buck, but I can't sleep. My head is running miles but I can't breathe.” Bucky sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, before he gently scooped her up in his arms. His heart broke at the little whimper that slipped past her lips. “Sh, sh. It’s ok, love. I’ve got you. Let’s get you in bed, ok?” Y/N didn’t reply, she just snuggled deeper into his arms as he walked down the hallway to his room.

He gently placed her on his bed and she watched as he disappeared into the bathroom, returning a moment later with some pain killers and a cup of water, both of which he gave to her, murmuring words of praise as she took the pills. Once, the cup was empty, Bucky took it from her grasp and placed it on the bed side table before rounding the bed and getting in on the opposite side, reaching over and pulling her into his chest. She snuggled into the soft material of his black t-shirt as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before asking, “What’s going through your mind that’s got you so worked up, doll?” Y/N froze, trying to decide if she should tell him but when he gently cupped her face with his right hand and looked at her with nothing but adoration and concern, her walls crumbled down. “It's- I just can’t help feeling like I’m nothing but a burden now. I mean, what avenger needs help putting on fucking pants in the morning?” Bucky hummed softly, “One who put their life on the line to save the world.” He replied, causing Y/N to scoff. “And then there is you.” Bucky froze, looking at her quizzically as he waited for her to continue. “What about me?”  Y/N shook her head, looking away from him as she spoke, “You’ve been such an amazing friend, staying behind and taking care of me, but I can’t help but feel like you’re gonna walk away soon. If you do that, I don’t think I can do this on my own.” It was Bucky’s turn to scoff, “Well for one, I’m not just gonna up and abandon you, I’m your friend, I’m always gonna help you. And two, even if you didn’t have me, you’re so strong. You’d be fine on your own.” Y/N shook her head looking Bucky deep in the eye, “All of my thoughts screaming loud, saying that I'll never make it out. 'Cause I'm falling deeper and deeper into my head, and I'm scared that I can't see the light at the end of this, but you. You’ve been a lantern in my darkness, and I don’t think you realize just how much you mean to me.” 

Bucky was shocked, he wasn’t sure how to respond, but before he could say anything, Y/N started speaking again, this time through a yawn, “I’m supposed to start PT in a couple of weeks, will you be there?” Bucky chuckled lightly, watching as she struggled to keep her eyes open. “Every step of the way.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “But for now, just get some sleep darling. I’ll be here when you wake up.” Surrounded by Bucky’s warm scent and the rain outside gently pittering against the glass, she was asleep in seconds, Bucky drifting off not long after. 

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[cricket-reader]

Cricket-reader’s James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes Masterlist

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You do not have permission to repost or translate my work on any other platforms (even with credit). I reserve the rights to all of my original characters.

Legend:

💔 - Angst 💕 - Fluff ❤️‍🔥 - Smut ✨ - Favourites

Vanilla 💔💕❤️‍🔥✨

In which Bucky falls in love with a girl from around the tower. Scared of damaging her—like he does with everything—he pushes her away. Sweet, gentle caresses and hands that smell of vanilla make him rethink his actions.

I’ve Got a Secret I 💔💕✨ Part II

A fight brings both of them to go separate ways. That is until Natasha clears the air.

Excitement is in the air as Miranda nears her due date. Bucky is absolutely thrilled.

Side of the Road 💔✨ (incomplete series)

Whilst driving home from their flopped mission, the Avengers find a women on the side of the road, badly injured. They bring her to the compound to help her.

Christmastime 💕

Expecting to be alone this Christmas, Bucky is pleasantly surprised when a certain someone shows up at his door bringing festive holiday cheer.

Stowaway 💔(💕?)

Bucky takes home a woman he found whilst out on a mission. Quickly he learns that it might have been too rash of a decision to make. (March Trope-a-Thon day 2)

Your Warmth 💔💕❤️‍🔥✨

Stuck in a snowstorm, she doubts she’ll make it out alive. What happens when an unexpected person rescues her from the storm? (March Trope-a-Thon day 1)

Agony 💔💕

Bucky ’s girlfriend is sick and in a lot of pain. He just wants to make her feel better. (Whumpril day 4)

You Got It Easy 💔💕✨

Whilst in an argument, Bucky says something that he will always regret.

Treasures Left Unprotected… 💔💕✨

Bucky remembers someone from his time at Hydra in a nightmare and goes to find them. (June of Doom day 2)

Mutual Agreement 💔💕

whilst on a mission, you and Bucky get caught in the cold. Your body doesn’t handle the temperature well, being you’re not a supersoldier. Your state brings back memories of Bucky’s life before Hydra, making him fear for your health. (June of Doom day 4)

Selfish Touch 💕💔

Bucky is scared to have you stay the night, terrified that he’ll hurt you. You assure him that it’ll be okay. (June of Doom day 6)

Something in Common 💔💕

you get captured and held in captivity. Bucky finds you and has an argument with your dad, Tony. Later, Bucky confesses his feelings for you. (June of Doom day 8)

Broken Promises 💔💕✨

the asset had promised you that he would save you, that he’d come back for you if he ever managed to escape. He didn’t come back for you. Something that both of you needed to work through if you ever wanted to heal. (June of Doom day 13)

Don’t Leave Me 💔

Safe and Sound 💔💕✨

you and Bucky were out on a date. Everything went wrong so quickly. (June of Doom day 15)

Bucky finds you. Everything goes wrong so quickly. Can Bucky forgive himself for something he blames himself for? (June of Doom day 16)

Sabotage 💔💕

after a particularly rough mission and some gaslighting, you’re there to help Bucky pick up the pieces. (June of Doom day 17)

The Fall 💔💕

Bucky remembers the fall (June of Doom day 18)

Prince Charming 💔💕

Bucky is confused as to how you have been able to keep your abusive relationship from him for so long. (June of Doom day 29)

Easy A 💔💕

after a truly awful date, you are comforted by Bucky. (High School AU)

A03 Works:

Bucky Barnes Doesn’t Understand 💕💔

a series of one shots in which Bucky learns a lot of new things.

Coldest Winter 💕💔

It was almost too easy for Brock to convince the Avengers that Bucky and him were dating. No one blinked an eye at the fact that he was now living in the Avengers Tower with his "boyfriend". (Winter Whumperland day 4)

Unloveable 💔💕

Quiet 💔💕

Vanilla (part 2) 💔💕(❤️‍🔥?)

Side of the Road (part 4) 💔💕

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[ronearoundblindly]

The Stark Legacy (13)

Summary: Tony leaves for a long-term, interstellar mission.

Warnings for meh lousy parenting. Tony is still struggling. Rated Teen/Mature so 15+ only, please! Short chapter. WC ~1k

Deflection, part of Book Two: Mind (see previous or series)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN—July 2038

Tony couldn’t really focus on just one piece of the globe below, a vast marble rippled with land and sea, oasis and desert, life and death. The Avengers’ Satellite Station had launched only six years ago; it had taken that long to recover his wits and the integral structure that had exploded with…Pepper. This orbiting bulk was the reason her Memorial Garden had taken so long to build, and his mourning was the reason this orbiting bulk had taken another half-dozen years.

Orbit had its advantages, however, because it’s easier to notice a massive, red sinkhole leading to hell when staring down upon it. They may have never seen Mephisto coming from inside the Earth if not for being able to view a thousand miles within the space of an arm against the thick, triple pane fiberglass. That didn’t prepare Tony for who he would, and wouldn’t, see down there. Ever since Wanda had cut him off from such vivid experiences with Pepper, Tony lost so many of the minuscule details that kept her feeling real, kept her close to him. The delayed slipping away of his memory felt all the more tragic, for he had truly lost Pepper Potts long before he gave up on her. Loss seemed as inevitable as the rotation of the Earth below. You could change perspective to keep seeing what you wanted, but the surface would never stop moving away from your gaze.

Tony could sense a tentative presence at the door. He dropped his crossed, contemplative arms, turning to invite Maria inside. “What is it, Hill?”

The agent entered, holding up a slim file.

“It’s from the watch list. He was first mentioned in our interrogation of Simon Marshall, a pharmaceutical terrorist trying to create an ingestible drug to produce super soldiers…and he managed to alter several people. The unfortunate side effect was also to turn them into psychopaths.”

“To be fair, he probably just nudged them there,” Tony allowed. “Gimme.” He snatched the file from the agent. “Lem-u-el Dor-cas?” he snorted. “That is officially one of the worst names I’ve ever heard. It’s not even a syllable—it’s a letter away from Doctor Dorks. Are people trying to make us not take them seriously? What’s this guy done that’s so bad, eh?”

“He may have been behind the stolen shipment of bio-samples last year.”

“Two letters away from Dork-Ass. I mean…come on. At least Klaue could be, ya know,” Tony looked up with outstretched fingers on an ominously tense hand, “scary, sorta.” 

“Stark, this doctor has not only been linked to Professor Marshall but has also been linked to some created mutants. Unfortunately we do not have much information on those individuals or their abilities yet. We only know these were not given a little pill. Best guess so far is genetic manipulation.”

Tony shut the file and tossed it onto the nearest table. “Easy. Have Point Break electrocute him and send me the crispy bits. Next.” He looked around the lab, pushing some useless part over.

“That’s the thing, sir. Thor is currently off world helping the Guardians with annihilation—” she checked the file, “—Annihilus, ’scuse me, so you’re going to take the lead on this—”

“Are we trapped down there?” Tony gestured back to the view-ports.

Maria, after years of practice, snapped back and forth between Tony’s mangled thoughts easily. “We have protection, sir, more than most. You’ve put quite a bit of armor around the world now.”

“Yes, but how will people get away,” Tony whispered, “if I’ve locked them on a dying rock.”

“Sir?”

Damned if he did, damned if he didn’t. Build a wall and moat to keep the enemy out, and still all you’ve done is kept your loved ones in the crosshairs and the target on your forehead. He thought of a promise he once made Pepper. “Hill, why didn’t you have kids?” He blurted after a bright bit of light in Florida caught his eye. Maria replied with a touchy and annoyed expression. He continued, “if you’d had children, at what age would Disneyland be out of the question?”

Maria hesitated, confused, but Tony did not let her form an answer before trying to dismiss the wayward thought. “Nevermind.”

“Sir, Sam may not—”

“So Dorkmeister-Flex is where exactly now?”

“The bad doctor was last credibly identified in Morocco. The Atlantian King Namor is concerned at that proximity to his nation.”

“So what you’re saying is I get to go on a lovely vacation and possible Safari hunt?”

“Stark—”

“Don’t worry. I won’t raid the mini-bar this time.” Tony launched into the air and via comms added, “and keep the missions coming. Friday will keep a running tab.”

“Of course, sir,” his AI promptly answered.

“Tony,” Maria jumped in before Stark could swivel quickly out of the room and ditch the station’s monotony, “Sam Wilson woke up.”

“Duh,” Tony brushed, tapping his glasses, “Friday is keeping me apprised.”

“And I’d say she’s too old.”

“I update her regularly.”

“Samantha, Tony, for Disney,” Maria clarified, but Tony didn’t miss a beat.

“On second thought,” he said, “I think Thor and Quill may need some adult supervision. You know how their pissing contests can get,” he twiddled his fingers in front of him, “messy.”

She held up the file, wiggling it to keep him on track.

“T’Challa can handle that, land and sea united and all. I’m contacting—what did Quill call this new ship?—Blondie?” Tony disappeared in the space-safe, modified quinjet. He had a fleeting thought that perhaps he should make a pitstop on Sakaar and take a break from the relentless passage of time. Time only served to remind him of what he’d missed and could never have back.

[Ch 14: Rusted]

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[i-drink-and-i-write-fics]

Year In Review

I posted 807 times in 2022

140 posts created (17%)

667 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@i-drink-and-i-write-fics

@tallulahchanel

@tolkienblackgirl

@cohmac-vitus

I tagged 275 of my posts in 2022

#sleepover celebration - 51 posts

#ask a mutant - 45 posts

#original female character - 36 posts

#sleepover thirst - 33 posts

#timeless warrior - 31 posts

#elrond - 26 posts

#lotr - 26 posts

#all my mutants in a queue - 25 posts

#lord of the rings - 23 posts

#fanfic - 22 posts

Longest Tag: 82 characters

#but if i was on my period i'd end them before they sat down bc hunger and hormones

(Soooo.....that is not even one of mine. Tumblr grabbed a tag no doubt from a post I reblogged as my longest tag 🤦‍♀️😂)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Update

Hey all! My stories are slow to come out right now due to me having Covid. I have the vaccines and booster, so now I just need to ride it out.

Thank you for your patience.

💙 Marvelous Mutant

26 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

#4

Just A Moment In Time

Everett Ross x Black Fem!Reader - Unknown Chapters

Work Summary: Sequel to Agent or Princess, part 2 of Royal Agency. Reader and Everett need a vacation. So they leave to see Reader’s family in Wakanda, where Reader has a happy surprise waiting for Everett.

Requested by @tallulahchanel​​ (she also did the amazing mood board!)​

Chapter 1: Time Away

Summary: Reader convinces Everett that they need a vacation. So they go to a country that has already welcomed them with open arms.

Notes: umhlobo = friend

Hopefully, I got the write translation. Please let me know if I need to fix it.

“Everett, please! We need this!”

“We just went on vacation!”

You threw your hands in the air. “Two years ago after I first moved in! We are long overdue.”

Everett signed and looked up from his desk. You had come into your shared office to approach the idea of getting away. Needless to say, it wasn’t going well.

“What’s going on, ___? I’ve never seen you this wound up before.”

You sighed as you moved closer to his desk. “I- I’ve been feeling buried at work lately. The Avengers are doing what they can with how few of them there are and I almost feel like I live at the compound. And you’ve been working overtime with the new recruits. We barely even have date nights anymore, Ev.”

He ran his hands over his face before sitting back in his chair. “You’re right. You’re right. We live under the same roof and yet it seems like we see each other less.”

Smiling, you walked around his desk and sat on the edge next to his chair. “Which is why we need to get away. Let Robins train the new agents.”

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26 notes - Posted March 28, 2022

#3

Hello! May I request a fic of fem!Reader being married to Ser Jorah Mormont (like after his divorce from Lynesse Hightower, fem!Reader and Jorah fall in love and get married) and Reader is as devoted and loving to Jorah and he is to her no matter the trials they go through (I just want some fluff)?

I just love writing for Jorah. This is a little short, but hopefully I can write more for him soon (outside of Queen’s Guard, lol!)

The Bear and the Maiden Fair: Jorah Mormont x Fem!Reader

Jorah never thought he would see the day, when he could be happy again. But here he was...with you. He can barely remember when you met, but the how stands out: Khaleesi.

It was so long ago, in the Western Market of Vaes Dothrak, that he first saw you. The Western Market was not one he had frequented as the traders were from lands such as Yi Ti, Qarth, and Asshai. The latter where you had hailed from. But Daenerys was curious about the food and wine you were selling and so often she went, dragging her Bear along. 

When you first laid eyes on Jorah, you were struck by how handsome he was, and Daenerys noticed that. So she asked questions about where you were from for Jorah. But Asshai was a mysterious land that few in Westeros and Essos knew about. And at first, you didn’t want to fill in the gaps of knowledge, afraid it would chase the Bear off.

But Jorah provided to be far more stubborn than you realized. Almost more than you were. And Daenerys could see it. She wanted her longest supporter to be happy and so she would frequent the Western Market. Which meant Jorah frequented as well, wanting to protect her while Khal Drogo was gone hunting.

It wasn’t long before you and the Bear became close. You were the one who convinced Jorah to be honest with Daenerys. You were the one who talked Drogo down from killing him once the truth came out, explaining why Jorah did what he did and how he wasn’t the same man any more. You were the one who stood by his side to protect Daenerys from her brother, Viserys. 

And when the khalasar left Vaes Dothrak, you were by his side. Wanting to see more of the world west of the Dothraki sea. So of course, Daenerys did all she could to push you two together.

Now, you were the lady to the Master of Laws, living with Jorah inside the Red Keep. The wars were a blur, but now the realm was united under a dragon banner once again. 

“What is on that mind of yours, my love?”

Jorah turned at your voice, not able to help the smile that crossed his face. You were in a red gown trimmed in black. Since Jorah could no longer be the Lord of Bear Island, Daenerys had declared you both were her family and now dawned the colors of House Targaryen. And perhaps he was bias, but they looked good on you.

“I was merely thinking how incredibly lucky I was that our queen insisted on visiting the Western Market back in Vaes Dothrak,” his gravely voice was always comforting to you.

You smiled. “Lucky, indeed. Anyone else would have steered clear of our mysterious wares.”

Jorah chuckled as he pulled you close. “Very little would scare our queen away.”

“You, as well, it seems. The mysterious lady from the Shadow Lands of Asshai didn’t fighten the Bear of Westeros.”

“Never,” he leaned down to kiss your lips. Jorah couldn’t remember a time he was this happy and would do whatever it took to keep it.

Tagging Crew:

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Requested

@groovy-lady

43 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

#2

of course, LOTR/TH men... elves... and men

Aragorn

Faramir

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47 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Gandalf’s Visitors

Lord Elrond x Fem!Reader - One-Shot

Summary: Gandalf comes to Imladris with a Company of thirteen Dwarves and a scared-looking Hobbit. Elrond’s wife, the reader, tries to bring peace between the two groups during dinner.

Requested by @middleearthsweetheart​

Notes: as mentioned before, all stories will now be links to AO3

Story here!

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59 notes - Posted March 17, 2022

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[sailormoonandme]

I made a Reading List for the Sailor Moon Manga Canon

I composed this reading list for the entire manga, Sailor Moon, Sailor V and the side stories too.

  I admit I haven’t ‘road tested’ this list so if anyone tries it out (or even just looks over the below) and has any advice to improve it I am very open to taking suggestions.

The names of the chapters are in reference to the Eternal Editions which I used as the ‘skeleton’ for this list. My aim was to include everything in such a way that did not give away spoilers and retained as much drama and narrative flow as possible. My thinking was, how would I recommend the series to a first time reader who wants to experience everything at once.

  To this end I opted to avoid disrupting the Sailor Moon story arcs and slot everything else in between them. In general I tried to slot everything in as close to when they chronologically take place as possible, so if a side story takes place during an arc I’ve placed it immediately after that arc for example. The downside of this is that the narrative flow gets interrupted whenever an arc ends in a cliffhanger that gets picked up at the beginning of the next arc.

  My internal rationale for this is that the arcs are akin to a season of television, wherein you inevitably get breaks in between anyway. So the side stories are a chance to decompress after the climactic events of one arc and before we begin a new one. If you are a Marvel fan, it is a little like getting two more relaxed Marvel movies immediately after Avengers: Infinity War’s cliffhanger and before Avengers: Endgame picks up after said cliffhanger.

  With all that out the way, here is my proposed reading order:

  Codename: Sailor V Part 1

Codename: Sailor V vol.1: Sailor V Is Born!

  Codename:  Sailor V vol.2: Minako in "Crown Game Center"

  Codename: Sailor V vol.3: Sailor V's  Big Debut! Channel 44: Pandora's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.4: Petite  Pandora's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.5: The Dark  Agency Conspiracy 

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Dark Kingdom Arc

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 1 Usagi: Sailor Moon

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 2 Ami: Sailor Mercury

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 3 Rei: Sailor Mars

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 4 Masquerade: Masked Ball

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 5 Makoto: Sailor Jupiter

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 6 Tuxedo Kamen: Tuxedo Mask

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 7 Mamoru Chiba: Tuxedo Mask

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 8 Minako: Sailor V

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 9 Serenity: Princess

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 10 Moon: Tsuki

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 11 Reunion: Endymion

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 12 Enemy: Queen Metalia

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 13 Final Battle: Reincarnation

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 14 An Ending And A Beginning: La Petite Étrangère

  Codename: Sailor V Part 2

Codename: Sailor V vol.6: Showdown!  Sailor V vs. Cyber Gladiatrix Ruga

  Codename: Sailor V vol.7: Sailor V  on Vacation: Ambitions Toward Hawaii!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.8: Love on A  Tree-Lined Road: Super Turbo Throttle!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.9: Sailor V  vs. Deburine

  Codename: Sailor V vol.10: Sailor  V's in Trouble?! Enter Phantom Thief Ace!

  Side Stories Part 1

Side Story: Casablanca  Memory 

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Black Moon Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 15 Invasion: Sailor Mars

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 16 Abduction: Sailor Mercury

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 17 Secrecy: Sailor Jupiter

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 18 Aggression: Sailor Venus

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 19 Time Warp: SailorPluto

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 20 Crystal Tokyo: King Endymion

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 21 Confusion: Nemesis

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 22 Hidden Agenda: Nemesis

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 23 Puppet Master: Wiseman

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 24 Attack: Black Lady

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 25 Confrontation: Death Phantom

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 26 Rebirth: Never-Ending

  Side Stories Part 2

Side Story Chibi-Usa's  Picture Diary, Chapter 1: Beware of the Transfer Student!

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Infinity Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 27 Infinity 1 -Premonition

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 28 Infinity 2 - Ripples

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 29 Infinity 3 - Duet: New Soldiers

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 30 Infinity 4 - Sailor Uranus: Haruka Ten'ô, Sailor Neptune:  Michiru Kaiô

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 31 Infinity 5 - Sailor Pluto: Setsuna Meiô

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 32 Infinity 6 - Three Guardians

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 33 Infinity 7 - Metamorphosis: Super Sailor Moon

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 34 Infinity 8 - Labyrinth Mugen 1

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 35 Infinity 9 - Labyrinth Mugen 2

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 36 Infinity 10 - Infinite ∞ Firmament

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 37 Infinity 11 - Infinite ∞ Judgement

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 38 Infinity 12 - Infinite ∞ Journey

  Codename: Sailor V Part 3

Codename: Sailor V vol.11: Pet  Perils Part 1: Nyan-Nyan's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.12: Pet  Perils Part 2: Wan-Wan's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.13: Pet  Perils Part 3: Chu-Chu's Ambition

  Codename: Sailor V vol.14: Staking  the Springtime of Youth on A Hachimaki Stone!!

  Codename: Sailor V vol.15: A New  Journey!! Part One

  Codename: Sailor V vol.16: A New  Journey!! Part Two

  Side Stories Part 3

Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 2: Beware of Tanabata

  Side Story The Love of Princess Kaguya

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 1: Mako-chan's Melancholy

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 2:Ami-chan's First Love

  Side Story The Entrance Exam Wars, Chapter 3: Rei And Minako's Girls' School Battle?!

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Dream Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 39 Dream 1: Eclipse Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 40 Dream 2: Mercury Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 41 Dream 3: Mars Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 42 Dream 4: Jupiter Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 43 Dream 5: Venus Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 44 Dream 6: New Soldiers  Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 45 Dream 7: Mirror Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 46 Dream 8: Elysium Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 47 Dream 9: Dead Moon Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 48 Dream 10: Princess Dream

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 49 Dream 11: Earth And Moon  Dream

  Side Stories Part 4

Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 3: Beware of Cavaties!

  Side Story Chibi-Usa's Picture Diary, Chapter 4: The Secret Hammer Price Hall

  Side Story Parallel Sailor Moon 

[This isn’t a canonical story and was published after the manga  had concluded. I put it here simply because I felt it would be more impactful  if the last chapter to be read was in fact the intended ending of the manga  itself]

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Stars Arc

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 50 Stars 1

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 51 Stars 2

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 52 Stars 3

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 53 Stars 4

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 54 Stars 5

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 55 Stars 6

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 56 Stars 7

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 57 Stars 8

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 58 Stars 9

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 59 Stars 10

  Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon Act 60 Stars 11

  Bonus

Future Reunion: A Chibi-Usa and Helios Fancomic. This is a doujinshi that is not only really great and fits perfectly within canon, but is also formatted like the Eternal Editions. Highly recommended if you are still hankering for a slice of the Mooniverse.

#Sailor Moon #pretty guardian sailor moon #pretty soldier sailor moon #bishoujo senshi sailor moon #bishojo senshi sailor moon #naoko takeuchi #codename: Sailor V

[lokidokeyartichoki]

Top five fandoms and foods???

ooooh like the experience of being in the fandoms??

Top 5 Fandoms For Experiences:

NBC Hannibal. Literally you can not top being part of the Hannibal fandom. The show has been over for like 7 years and we’re still out here making shit like it’s gonna come back. Also because the subject matter is so dark there’s a rampant hysterical crack part of the fandom to balance it out. Being a fannibal is an experience i have not yet found matched.

uhh actually that’s the only fandom i can recommend or even say i enjoy being in tbh. I dabble around but like the Fannibal community is the only one i’m regularly engaging and enjoying.

But I can say the top 5 fandoms I’ve been in during specific times!

Supernatural during the 2020 election and technically season 15. That. That was performance art and nothing could match that. I was actively part of the SPN fandom from like 2012-2014 I think but I ended up ditching the show and just kind of kept up with it via tumblr and what was on my dash. Season 8 was an experience as it aired but season 15? The pandemic? The election? that was something else.

The 2012-2015 Avengers Fandom. This was before we found out we were all found family baited. There is something so whole and wonderful about what we created then. Everything from Hawkeye lives in the vents to an entire universe made just for Darcy because she’s that cool. That was like the height of things and it was great.

Star Wars when The Force Awakens came out. This was it for me. This was where my Star Wars nonsense started. Poe Dameron sucked me in, and now I can read and write in Aurebesh. I would say also Star Wars during the Mandalorian seasons. The amount of all of us wanted this dad to get some sleep is too much. There’s something to be said for how dividing the experience is with Star Wars because there are some serious arguments that make no sense to me, so sometimes it’s not fun. But most of the time it’s a lot of fun just thinking about that shit in space.

Good Omens when it first came out was a breathe of fresh air. It still is, but the fandom was perhaps one of the most interesting and diverse experiences I’ve ever had. I’ve never seen more positive amounts of ace and nonbinary rep in my life, and there is something so personal about that experience for me. There’s of course the fact that it was a long standing fandom to begin with but the show coming out really breathed a lot of life into it and the amount of art! the stories! the fact that these two genderless beings are in love with each other despite everything! top tier shit.

Pokémon. The world of pokémon is such an interesting experience and universe to explore and games like Arceus have really opened that up. Every time a new game releases I know tumblr will be ablaze with memes and stories and lore. There’s something so homey about it because I was in first grade when pokémon made it big in the states. This is a life long thing for me and the extrapolations people have made on the universe beyond what being a trainer means are so fucking cool.

Top 5 foods!

Cheeseburger with waffle fries

trail mix

cottage cheese pancakes

steak burrito from the mexican place near me

pizza bread (family recipe)

#ask #about teh blogger #top 5 #ask game #fandom stuff

[umbral-stigmata-unbound]

Munday Asks!! Meme | Open

@ofgeneticperfection​ asked:  1. at what age did you start RPing?

Well, for this question, I feel like there’s technically two or three answers. At least, by that I mean, two stages of starting and therefore, a few different ages. There’s where I began to try it out, and then when I really started to get into it.

Around age 13 to 14 is probably when I first started, more likely 13, as it was around the time I was writing my first few fanfictions involving self inserts. It was with a friend in the same fandom, and we both had crushes on different characters in said fandom, and SO--we self insert roleplayed XD I would play myself, and his love interest at the time, and he would play himself and my love interest, just for a multitude of silly shippy scenarios. I wouldn’t call it very good lol, so I don’t count it as a real start, more like a trial, but we did come up with a lot of scenarios. But we were playing ourselves, and wish-fulfilling versions of our crushes, so it wasn’t a great deal of character effort or accuracy on either part. So, a small, beginning taste, but not quite there.

The second age was sort of an in between of what I deem my official, well rounded roleplaying efforts and my start of just wish-fulfilling roleplays. Around age 15-16, I had a ship of some real life people, a lot of people in this band/performer fandom shipped them, and I had a really close friend that I roleplayed so many scenarios, au’s, fantasy, real life, etc with. Just, constantly shipping. This time it was without self insert but, still wish-fulfillment and yes, the weird habit of roleplaying actual people. It’s probably weird, I know, BUT! Those roleplays, and the writing in THAT fandom was very impactful for me personally because it got me past a wall I had when it came to writing male characters exclusively, and it’s where I began dealing with more serious and dramatic writing and plotting, so it was a very important learning stage for me.

Aaaand finally, about age 17. The Avengers movie had come up, I had watch Thor (2011) proper, and watched Avengers multiple times in the theaters, and had become a rather fierce Loki fan. Some time after starting that stage of art, fan talk, and fanfiction, I finally decided, I really wanna play Loki. So, I started a facebook account (yes, i was a facebook roleplayer lmao), interacted with fellow fans at first. It started as just playing the character with no OOC, just entertaining fangirl masses, before I actually found other character roleplayers, and then it really got deep and serious. It was some of the most intense, impactful times of my life, personally, and writing wise. I would say that was my true, real first time writing roleplay in a proper, well-rounded fashion as I strove to try and play this character accurately and I loved it. He was and still is one of my strongest muses and I will never forget that time. 

So, technically, I’ve been roleplaying generally for 14 years, but more coherently for 10 years. And even as I’m still trying to grow and refine it all, I love it just as deeply.

#ooc ask #ooc #ask meme #ask answered #onewinged meme #ash talks #ooc talk

[pedrito-friskito]

the way we were / the way we are - masterlist

you met Bucky between the bookshelves. he stole your heart beneath starry skies. it was a match made in heaven, but fate had other plans.

(Bucky Barnes x reader fic; this story follows the general timeline of the MCU - with some obvious differences. I'm horrible at writing summaries, but essentially this encompasses all the versions of Bucky we all know from the movies and show: the all-American military man, The Winter Soldier, the semi-stable 100-year-old man, the White Wolf, and beyond. Reader becomes a variation of the super-soldier)

A/N: this fic is posted in full (incomplete right now) on ao3! link is here! I haven’t worked on it in a while but I am determined to finish it eventually. it was the first fic I ever posted online and what got me back into fanfiction and eventually lead me back to tumblr lol so be gentle! this is a fix-it fic (of sorts - I didn’t change everything)

warnings/notices: smut, fluff, falling in love, some chapters deal with Bucky’s PTSD/mental illness after being the Winter Soldier. all violence depicted is canon-typical for the most part, chapters will have warnings but if you can handle the MCU, you should be okay here!

there is use of y/n - it was all the rage when I started writing this LOL I might phase it out in future chapters but it’s sticking for the time being (if that’s not your jam, all my other fics/oneshots do NOT use y/n so check those out if you like!)

chapter titles are song lyrics - the updated spotify playlist is here.

*chapters w/ smut are marked w/ a “*”!!

chapters (chronologically by movie):

the first avenger:

1 - the first time ever I saw your face

2 - take this heart of gold and melt it down*

3 - I got soul but I’m not a soldier

4 - if I should go before you

5 - tell me where your heart is

6 - is there somebody who can watch you

7 - when you hear my voice, when you say my name*

8 - these days are numbered

the avengers:

9 - this world is not my home

the winter soldier:

10 - back in my body

11 - how many times can I break till I shatter

12 - what am I here for

age of ultron:

13 - when the night is over

14 - nothing left for you

civil war:

15 - way down we go

16 - judgement day*

17 - you can never break the chain

18 - nobody teaches you to hurt like this

19 - sad, beautiful, tragic

20 - whatever helps you sleep at night

infinity war:

21 - I could use somebody

22 - when it feels like this

23 - make this go on forever

24 - if we had five more minutes

25 - do you want to die together?

endgame:

26 - but I’m forever missing him (and you caused it)

27 - are you really gonna love me when I’m gone?

28 - okay, fine, maybe I’m just a little nostalgic

29 - every night I’m dancing with your ghost

30 - taking care of soulfight

31 - soldier, poet, king

32 - home is wherever I’m with you

33 - you’re the one who breaks my heart right

the falcon and the winter soldier:

34 - I think I’ve seen this film before and I didn’t like the ending

35 - give me a minute to hold my girl

36 - it’s not easy to be me

37 - I try to be happy but it’s hard sometimes

38 - it wasn’t easy to be happy for you

39 - try not to abuse your power

40 - let’s fall in love for the night

41 - need the sun to break

42 - not ready to make nice

43 - too much is never enough

44 - the man who can’t be moved

45 - nothing fucks with my baby

46 - I was far too scared to hit him…

47 - …but I would hit him in a heartbeat now

48 - that funny feeling

49 - easy on me

#the way we were / the way we are #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #the winter soldier #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes smut #the winter soldier fic #the winter soldier smut #bucky barnes x y/n #my fics

[blueeyedgeorgie]

Dream SMP Members Hear You're Receiving Hate

Pronouns: They/Them

Dreamwastaken

Dream will feel like it's slightly his fault

He'll assume people are hating on you because you're friends with him

DNF fans would get mad at you for interacting with Dream too much

He would constantly apologize to you over it

Dream would tweet about how he wasn't okay with you receiving hate

"I've seen a lot of hate thrown in @Y/n's direction because them and I are friends. Please don't threaten my friends, I'm allowed to interact with people besides George."

He'd get George to tweet out about it

Dream wouldn't address you as his partner because he didn't want people to send you more hate

And he liked having your relationship be private

Georgenotfound

George would avoid Twitter

He'd wait for you to bring it up first

Because he didn't want to be the one to ruin your mood

Immediately he's comforting you and apologizing for the fanbase

He'll spend a long time just cuddling with you as a way to say sorry

You'd have to ask him to say something to the fans

So George would do the same as Dream; turn to Twitter

"Guys, can e not send Y/n hate? They're my partner, how about we treat them with a little more respect and kindness? Thank you :)"

Sap Nap

I've said it before and I'll say it again; THIS MAN WILL FIGHT FOR YOU

As soon as he finds out you're getting hated on, he's gonna defend you

He doesn't even have to address it with you

He would be in the middle of streaming when he found out

A dono would've told him to check Twitter

he'd pause Minecraft to check

And instead of tweeting, he'd say it live

"Guys, this is not okay. Y/n's really important to me, don't send them hate. That's not cool."

When he's done streaming, he's turning to you

Just so he can love on you and spend quality time with you after how toxic your day was

C! Technoblade

He definitely has a soft spot for you

So when he finds out rumors are being spread about you, he's going to track down whoever started the rumors

This man will AVENGE you

After getting his hands dirty, he'll come and find you

techno would remind you how important you are to him

He'd remind you all those rumors were false and pathetic

Wilbur Soot

Just like Sap Nap, he'd receive a donation about it while streaming

Wilbur wouldn't open Twitter over it

Afterall he hates Twitter

He'd just flat out say it

"Don't send Y/n hate. They didn't do anything. Don't make our fandom toxic by sending hate. The worst part about Y/n getting hate is that I know they're only receiving gate for dating me. Don't send my partner hate."

Wilbur would keep mentioning you every now and then, talking about how amazing you are

Quackity

Alex would also address it during a stream

He'd be very brief about it

"I've seen Y/n receiving hate recently, stop it. Don't do it, Y/n is very cool, we like Y/n. Leave them alone."

He'd get very serious for a moment while talking about it

As soon as he's done, he's back to his normal goofy self

You'd be watching his stream when he talked about it

You'd text him while he was streaming

'Thanks for addressing it, Alex. It means a lot, it was starting to become too much.'

'Anything for you, mi amor.'

Karl Jacobs

Karl would get so sad over seeing you getting hated on

He'd try to make it up to you for being hated on

In other words, old cartoon network cartoons and icecream

This man would do whatever he could to keep you from being sad

Eventually, he'd realize he should talk about the hate and tell the fandom to knock it off

He'd talk about it in an IG story

"I noticed a lot of people have been sending hate towards my partner Y/n, can you please stop? They're very important to me and I love them a lot. Thanks!"

Karl would then proceed to make an Instagram post with all his favorite photos + videos of you and him together.

He'd caption the post ‘I love you'

Nihachu

You'd be getting hate because of toxic stands wanting Wilbur and Niki to date

Niki's blood would boil after hearing about it

She would address the hate on stream

She'd be very serious about it

She'd also get VERY angry as she talked about it

"I don't want to see any more hate directed towards Y/n. They're a human being, they deserve to be treated with kindness.”

The chat would spam apologizes and say they love Niki

"Don't just love me, love Y/n. They're amazing."

Awesamdude

Sam would get really sad over finding out his fans were sending you hate

he'd be really disappointed in them

He would talk about it while streaming

As soon as the stream has started, he'd briefly cover the topic.

"Before we start with Minecraft, I want to talk about something. Recently I found out Y/n has been receiving hate from my fanbase. I'm honestly really upset over this because I expected my fans to act better than this. Y/n is great, alright? Stop sending them hate messages."

Bad Boy Halo

BBH would find out about the hate midstream

He'd receive a dono asking for his opinion about it

"What? Y/n's getting hate? Why are people sending them hate?"

Another dono would explain people are threatening you because you're dating BBH

“Oh no... Guys knock it off. Both me and Y/n are adults and we love each other. You need to resect them."

As soon as he's finished streaming, he's spending the rest of the day/night with you just showering you in love and affection

Punz

Punz would also address your hate during a stream

He'd bring it up himself

And he'd be really aggressive over it

It just pissed him off so bad

"Also, I noticed on social media recently that my partner Y/n has been receiving some hate, knock that shit off. They're amazing, I don't know what shit you're on to hate, Y/n."

He'd spend a good 15 minutes hyping you up on stream (even though you weren't there)

Chat would hype you up too

(We all know anyone from Punz's chat DID NOT send you hate)

(Punz's chat loves you too much to hate on you)

Taglist: @ivory-raptor @snowcones404 @goldenhoax @delsinhunter @kiritokunuwu @part-of-too-many-fandoms29​

#dream smp #mcyt #x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sap nap x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot x reader #quackity x reader #karl jacobs x reader #Nihachu x reader #awesamdude x reader #punz x reader #dream was taken x reader #george not found x reader #dreamwastaken imagine #georgenotfound imagine #sap nap imagine #technoblade imagine #wilbur soot imagine #quackity imagine #karl jacobs imagine #nihachu imagine #awesamdude imagine #punz imagine #dream was taken imagine #george not found imagine

[sashi-ya]

Heart Pirates are not meant to be strong, but the smart part of the alliance ~

Omg, so I’ve been told SEVERAL times that Law’s crew mates are useless and not strong at all. And not only that but also about how Law should have picked “better” and “stronger” nakamas because they won’t allow him to go far in his journey and his “final goal”. What is Law’s final goal? The One Piece? NAH. That’s not even Luffy’s dream…

Apparently they think nakamas only have to be strong in order to be useful… Now, imagine if Luffy had to pick his crew mates only in terms of strength… Nami, Vivi, Usopp, even Chopper wouldn’t be useful then?. I don’t really know what the fuck do they expect from One Piece? Is not a common shonen, Luffy has said A HUNDRED TIMES he wouldn’t be able to become Pirate King without his friends… WHAT THE FUCK DOES STRENGHT HAS TO DO WITH IT?-

Plus, -spoiler alert- Heart Pirates have saved Luffy’s life TWICE. If saving the MC’s life is useless, well… idk what it isn’t.

But not only that, Law’s nakamas are his FAMILY. Do you really think Law would have been able to be where he is without them? without the love of a new family?. The emotional trauma Law went through… imagine him being all alone? ha!. And also, do they even know his complete STORY? they don’t goddamn. Law cried every night, Penguin, Shachi and Bepo were the ones to sleep next to him whenever he cried at Mr. Wolff cabin. Love, he needed LOVE.

I’ve also read that because of being a weak crew they have a submarine. WRONG. The Polar Tang (as well as the Kikoku) was given by Mr. Wolff to Law, Bepo, Shachi and Penguin the day they set sail. They didn’t get the submarine like the Mugiwaras got Merry. Law was the youngest of all the Supernovas in setting sail and became a pirate at the age of 15!. They didn’t even know SHIT about anything. So, no. They have never EVER considered their weakness before. Law set sail because he couldn’t stand doing nothing to avenge Cora, not because of the “one piece” or “being the Pirate King”. Don’t you see how Luffy trusts him? He has allowed Law to be there with them, next to the Poneglyphs that could take him to Laugh Tale. Luffy trusts Law with his life, Luffy knows Law is not a fucking pirate!!. They don’t compete, they COOPERATE in more than an “alliance way”.

And, if they actually understood Law’s character they would understand he NEVER ever would change his friends for ANYTHING. The emotional attachment to the things he loves is SO DAMN STRONG. Why do you think Law named his crew HEARTs? Just because of Cora? no sir, he did it because it represents LOVE for them. So, fuck you all. You should at least read Law’s backstory to give a fucking opinion like that.

But the most important thing is that Law and his crew are not meant to be STRONG, they are meant to be SMART. Intelligence is as important as physical strength. Everything that happened from Punk Hazard until now happened because of LAW’S PLAN. Haven’t you noticed yet how Law’s best attacks are a combo? That's because he IS the brain, whereas Luffy or Kid are the physical strength part of them. - Yet I do think Law has an amazing fruit, and he is strong as fuck, but then again Law is a doctor and he does not kill or inflict pain.

All in all, they don’t need to be strong to be useful. And even if they were, Law didn’t fucking chose them because of it. Law took Jean Bart with them just because he was alone and needed someone after being released from the CD. And Bepo? Bepo was being bullied, you know what Law did? He took the poor mink to Mr. Wolff’s house and told the old man “HE NEEDS SOMEWHERE TO STAY”. You see how Law does not recruit them by strength but like Luffy because “being alone is more painful than getting hurt?”.

It’s amazing how some people watch/read OP just because of the battles. I don’t blame them, but the work has A LOT MORE than Luffy punching villains and they are really missing out…

But after all you just enjoy it as you want, yet... don’t mess with my babies, ok?. I love them so much! ❤

#pirates of heart #heart pirates #heart kaizoku #trafalgar law #bepo one piece #one piece

[mediocre-writerr]

peace [wanda maximoff]

folklore challenge: day 15

wanda maximoff x fem!reader

requested by anon: Wow I’m speechless can we please have a third part to dive deeper into the aftermath of everyone’s insanely growing guilt (especially Wanda who can’t seem to get the reader out of her head and fell into a dark place)

pt.1, pt.2

*not my gif*

The summer air was hot in Westview. Wanda sat on the porch on the house that you once dreamed of building together as she sipped the tea. The tea that you would make her every time she was feeling blue. 

But now you weren’t here. And it didn’t taste the same. Nothing was ever the same anymore. 

The soft ring of her phone snapped her out of her unescapable thoughts. Natasha’s name shined brightly through her phone. She let out a soft sigh before pressing the red button. The button she has pressed a thousand times since you died. 

“No answer, again,” Nat told the team, sitting down in the somewhat empty conference room.��

A room that was once full of happy memories and smiles. You used to bring light to even the darkest and most stressful mission briefs. Now that you were gone it was dark, no one was smiling, and people rarely showed up.

An unsettling pit that has been sitting in her stomach since that day has only grown worse and worse. Maybe if she had never given you the gun, maybe you’d still be here. Or if she had answered just one of your phone calls. 

Nat was knocked out of her thoughts when Steve spoke up, “She’s grieving, we need to give her time,” 

“We’re all grieving Steve!” Tony slammed his fist onto the table, exhausted from all of the excuses.

“You know her situation is different!” Steve pointed out. 

Natasha put her head into her hands. This wasn’t the first time they’ve had this argument, “Yeah, yeah they were in love, so what?! We all lost Y/N that day! But that does not mean we all get a month long break because of it! She still has duties and a responsibility as an Avenger!” 

Tony wasn’t mad at Wanda, he couldn’t be. How could he bad at someone who just lost the love of their life? But he was tired and angry at the world and he was taking it out on her and everyone else. 

“Did you ever once think that maybe she doesn’t want to be an Avenger anymore?! She’s lost so much since she became one: Sokovia, Pietro, Y/N! Wanda is grieving! Let her grieve!” Steve shouted. 

Steve on the other hand was grieving in his own way. He couldn’t protect you. That was his job...to protect the ones he loves and he couldn’t even do that. 

Hell, he called for backup because he was so blinded by your betrayal that he thought you were going to kill Fury. He didn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt. 

The Russian assassin got up from the table and walked out and into her room, locking the door behind her. She reached under her bed and pulled out the familiar gun was in a glass case. 

It wasn’t even clean. There was still dry blood on it from the last time it was used. She couldn’t bring it in herself to clean it. So she did what she always did, same with her feelings, she hid them and never faced it in front of anyone. 

You let out a low whistle, “Wow Romanoff, that’s a pretty gun you got there. Can I have it?” you asked her as you walked into the shooting range. 

She laughed at you, “Mhm, over my dead body,” 

“What if we had a little wager?” you asked your training partner and mentor, “I’ve really been working on my shooting skills and I think I could finally beat you,” 

Her green eyes peered at you, lifting her eyebrows in amusement, “You know what, fine. Whoever gets closer to the bullseye wins, if you win you can keep my gun,” 

“Deal!” 

Nat went first, stepping in front of the target, and she raised the pretty gun that you wanted oh so bad and hit the center. But not super close, it was a tad bit to the left.

“You’re losing your touch Romanoff,” you teased her and she rolled her eyes playfully.

“Alright, alright. Less talking, more shooting,” she told you. 

You pulled out the gun of your own and let out a deep breath. You thought about what Nat once taught you, think of someone you hate the most in the world and you’ll never miss your shot. 

BANG!

You hit right dead into the bullseye, “Damn, nice shot Y/L/N. A deal’s a deal. All yours,” 

The assassin always wondered what you thought of that day. She remembered how your face contorted into anger and your eyes shined bright with hatred. Maybe it was the King because of he manipulated you to save your sister and betray the only family you’ve ever had. 

That seemed like the obvious answer, but deep down Nat knew what you thought of. It all clicked after you died. She didn’t want to admit it, but she knew the person’s face that popped into your head was your own. 

In the next room over Bucky was sitting on his bed staring at his vibranium arm. The arm that was used to beat you up the last time he ever saw you. When he told you to get the fuck out of everyone’s lives. 

He hasn’t talked to anyone since. He’d simply nod or shrug or shake his head. He might as well have sewn his mouth shut because there was nothing that he wanted to say to everyone ever. 

The only person he talked to was you. He walked down to the simple pond behind the renovated Avengers Compound, ignoring the waves and small hi’s from the rest of the team. There was a tree right next to it and he sat underneath it. A small little plaque right next to him. The plaque that read: Y/N Y/L/N.

The team talked about putting more words after your name to describe how amazing you were and how much of an impact you made on their life. But there were not enough words to describe someone as amazing as you. 

Bucky put his hand softly on the plaque, caressing your name on the plaque. His heart aching at how gentle his touch was, when the last time he ever touched you it was hurtful. 

“Kid,” he whispered, his own voice surprising himself, “I miss you so much and I hope you can forgive me one day,” 

“Peter, why are you limping?” Sam asked as he saw him from the corner of his eye trying to slip by without being detected.

He stopped in his tracks, “Mr. Wilson, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bother you. I was just headed back to my room to-”

“Why are you limping?” he asked him once more, “Or better yet, where have you been all night? You left late and didn’t come back until now,”

The young Avenger looked down, “I- I’ve been out all night fighting the simplest crimes. There was a gas station robbery and the bad guys started shooting at the gas tanks and lighting it on fire and it exploded. But I had to go back out and save this little girl who was underneath the car hiding and it just-”

“Peter! You could’ve gotten yourself killed!” Sam scolded. 

“I know, but I couldn’t let the little girl die,” he whispered as Sam helped him with his wounds.

“I understand that, but with everything that has happened in this past month, do you really think we can afford to lose someone else? You’ve been working yourself to death. You’re young kid, you got your whole life ahead of you,” he lectured. 

He let out a sigh, his eyes tearing up, “I’m just trying to live up to Y/N’s expectations of me. She thought so highly of me and ever since she-,” he couldn’t bring himself to say the last couple words. He hasn’t been able to since then, “I haven’t been able to do a mission that succeeded. They’ve been failing and I just want to make her proud,” 

Sam placed his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it lightly, “No matter what Peter, she is always going to be proud of you,” 

Peter couldn’t help the tears from falling anymore, “I wish she was here to tell me that,” 

Wanda sat there staring at the suburban neighborhood. A rare feeling in her stomach, one she only felt when she saw someone flirting with you. Jealousy. 

Jealous of these perfect families with their perfect lives. She had no one here. She was supposed to have you and maybe a couple kids running around this house. A a couple dogs maybe, but no she was here watching these fucking people living the life she wish she had. 

She dropped the glass mug and stormed inside. The house was empty and lonely. It seemed like the sun always missed the sad house. There were empty bottles and pizza boxes lying all over the kitchen and living room. 

The perfectly painted walls had stains all over them. On nights where her thoughts would always get too loud. She would find herself with a bottle of whatever poison she decided on and her thoughts would be screaming at her.

“You should’ve let her apologize!”

“You should’ve picked up the phone!” 

“You should’ve told her that even though you were pissed at Y/N, you were more pissed at yourself because you couldn’t stop loving her!” 

The thought that you spent the last moments of your life saving people who wanted nothing to do with you. You saved her when you knew that she hated your guts. 

You could’ve just let her die, but you didn’t. In the moments when you needed her most, she wasn’t there. 

But I guess the one that fucked Wanda over the most which would cause her to throw the bottle at the walls was the thought that in your final moments you thought that she hated you.

That was so far from the truth. 

God, she loved you. She still loves you with everything in her. And she wish that she could hold you once more and just tell you that. Because she misses you.

And she wanted more than anything to let you go, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t give her peace. So that’s why she’s here nursing an almost empty bottle of tequila. 

The Sokovian swore that she could still see you. The ghost of you. A ghostly figure of you holding her tight and keeping her warm while her thoughts were too loud. She could practically feel your lips on hers, but as she opened her eyes, snapping back to the harsh world that was her reality. 

You weren’t there.

She let out an ear piercing scream as she fell onto her knees, throwing the bottle against the wall again. The glass shattering onto the floor in front of her. Wanda curled up into a ball on the floor before letting the alcohol lull her to sleep.

Wanda awoke with the sun blazing onto her face, the comfort of the couch was a sharp contrast from the cold wooden floor. The glass that was once shattered on the floor from the night before was cleaned up. Well everything was cleaned up, the pizza boxes, the alcohol bottles. The smell of coffee brewing filled her nose.

“Fuck,” she muttered, thinking that the team must have found where she’s been hiding out. 

She slowly got up and trudged her way towards the kitchen before stopping in her tracks. 

“Y/N?” she whispered.

You turned to face her with a soft smile on your face, “Hello beautiful,” 

Wanda walked over to you slowly before hesitantly reaching out to touch your face. She let out another gasp as she felt your familiar soft skin against her hands. The way that you leaned into her touch. 

“You’re here?” she asked.

She nodded, “I’m here baby, I’m right here,” 

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I’m Not Half as Bad as You’ve Been Told

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Synopsis: Loki is arrested by the TVA for what he did to you 

This can be read on it’s own or as a spin off of in case you don’t live forever

Masterlist

Loki woke up in the Gobi Dessert in Mongolia after being ejected from the sky. The last thing he remembered was taking the tesseract after getting caught by the Avengers in New York. When he opened his eyes, he was met with four armed guards with their weapons pointed at them.

“Hunter B-15 with the Time Variance Authority here. Appears to be a standard sequence violation.” Hunter B-15 read off a small monitor. “Oh and look at that, you’re one of the TVA’s most wanted.”

“I beg your pardon?” Loki asked as he got off the ground.

“Hands up.” Hunter B-15 raised her weapon. “You’re coming with us.”

Before Loki could protest, he was knocked out and had a collar placed around his neck. He was brought to the TVA headquarters and handed off to Agent Mobius after being screened.

“Loki Laufeyson. I’m agent Mobius.” Mobius introduced himself as Loki tugged at his collar. “I hear the Time Keepers find you guilty of tampering with the sacred timeline.”

“The what?” Loki huffed.

“The sacred timeline. Looks like you stole the tesseract and committed crimes against the midgardian Y/n L/n.” The Mobius read off Loki’s file.

“Y/n?” Loki stumbled back at the unexpected mention of your name. “This is about her?”

“That’s part of your charges, yes. You’ll be given more details at your trial. But I’d ike to have a talk with you first. Come this way.” Mobius nodded towards the side and lead Loki to a room with a projector on a long conference table.

“What does this have to do with Y/n? Where is she? Is she all right?” Loki asked as he took a seat behind the projector. He had worried about you since the day you left him, even after you told him you never wanted to see him again.

“She’s fine.” Mobius assured him. “Even after you got a hold of her.”

“Is she here?” Loki hoped. “Could I see her?”

“No.” Mobius answered, making Loki’s face crumple. “She’s on Earth. You know, her home.”

“I know Midgard is her home.” Loki narrowed his eyes. “I also know how much she hated it there. But this all happened ages ago. Why am I being arrested for it now?”

“Well when you took the tesseract from its set path, the TVA was alerted and noticed that this wasn’t your first offense of tampering with the sacred time line. They saw that Y/n L/n never made it back to earth in 2019 after going to Asgard to retrieve the Aether. It went undetected at the time since the Aether made it back to earth like it was supposed to. She was supposed to go back as well, but she never made it. You were the one that kept her there.”

“How is that a crime?” Loki asked. “She wanted to stay with me. She was happy! She was happy on Asgard.”

“Was she?” Mobius raised his eyebrows and turned on the screen. “Because I think she was taken from her family, friends and home. Maybe I’m mistaken, though. Let’s take a look.”

Mobius pressed a button on a remote, and a projection appeared in front of them. Mobius began to fast forward through the foundational moments in Loki’s life until he got to what he was looking for. Loki watched in shock as an image of you, Thor, and Rocket creeping around a pillar in his home appeared on the screen. He wanted to shut his eyes and look away, but it had been so long since he’d seen you. He didn’t have the strength to look away from you now.

“I’m sure you remember why she was there.” Mobius said as he watched the scene unfold. “All she wanted was the infinity stone. She was trying to save the world. She missed her boyfriend and wanted to undo all the damage that Thanos had done. You couldn’t let her do that, could you?”

“The stone still made it back to earth.” Loki protested. “She said herself that she wasn’t an important part of the plan. And her “boyfriend” was nothing but dust particles. She-“

“Shh.” Mobius waved his hand. “The shows about to begin.”

Loki painfully returned his attention to the screen right as your first introduction played out. It was your job to distract Loki while Thor and Rocket collected the Aether.

Asgard 2013

“Who goes there?” Loki cringed at the sound of his own voice. He watched Rocket and Thor hide behind a pillar while you went out into the open. You walked into a room and found Loki lying on a couch, tossing something in the air and catching it. Loki sat up when he saw you, immediately on high alert.

“Who are you?” He demanded. “How did you get in here?”

“I’m so sorry, but my friends and I are here for the festival and I just had to sneak away to find you.” You gushed, trying to it best to look innocent. Loki took long strides towards you as he took in your appearance, highly skeptical of your story.

“My brother isn’t here.” Loki informed you, his voice thick with annoyance. “So you should best be on your way.”

“I’m not here for your brother.” You said coyly. You held his gaze as you signaled for Thor and Rocket to move to the next room.

“You’re here for me?” He cleared his throat to mask the disbelief in his voice. You nodded sweetly as Thor and Rocket snuck past you.

“Of course. My friends are obsessed with your brother, but I’ve always loved you. Won’t you show me a magic trick?” You batted your eyes flirtatiously, making a slight smirk appear on Loki’s face. Meanwhile, the present day Loki was watching the interaction with a pained expression. He remembered how it felt that first time you said you loved him. That was all he needed to hear before falling in love with you just the same.

“A magic trick?” The Loki on screen asked, mischief swirling behind his eyes.

“Well you are the God of Mischief, aren’t you?” You tilted your head to the side and looked at him through your eyelashes. A full, open mouthed smirk dressed his face now. His hand went to yours and it held it up, keeping your wrist tightly between his fingers. Loki brushed the fingers on his other hand over your palm and a diamond appeared. You looked at the beautiful diamond, weightless in your hand, and let out an unexpected gasp.

“Oh, Loki. That’s amazing.” You gave him an over dramatic sigh, but he completely fell for it. “But I don’t care much for diamonds. I haven’t any use for them.”

Loki felt a twinge of competition brewing in his chest, like he had to win your approval. You faked a yawn and his eyes gleamed with determination.

“You don’t like that? Well how about this?” Loki challenged and waved his fingers over your palm again. This time, a flower appeared. It didn’t look like any earthly flower. It was ten times more beautiful and smelled better than anything you had ever smelled before. The flowers colors were green and black with accents of gold, just like Loki’s outfit. You stared at the flower in amazement before looking up shyly at him. If you weren’t mistaken, the God of Mischief had a blush on his cheeks as he watched your face carefully for approval. Loki then picked up the flower and tucked it behind your ear. He began to lean in slightly, but you were interrupted by Thor and Rocket knocking over a vase. You noticed they had the stone and were ready to go. Luckily, you saw them before Loki did.

“What was-“ Loki began to turn his head towards the sound but you quickly put a hand behind his head and pulled him into a kiss. You felt his eyes flutter shut as you opened yours, catching sight of Rocket and Thor pretending to gag out of the corner of your eye. With one hand, you motioned for them to move. They quickly scattered and you pulled away from the kiss. Loki was fully blushing now but doing his best to conceal it, though his best wasn’t good enough. He seemed completely bewildered, making you wonder if he’d ever kissed anyone before. You touched your fingertips to your lips and felt a pang of guilt. This was your first time kissing someone other than Peter Parker in 5 years, and it made you feel guilty with how much you enjoyed it. Loki appeared to be just as lost in his thoughts as you were as he struggled to catch his breath. He ran a hand over the long black hair that you had slightly messed up in the back.

“Thanks for the flower. And for everything else. Bye!” You tried to make a quick escape, but Loki caught your arm.

“Wait!” He pulled you back towards him and looked at you with wide eyes. “Will I see you again?”

“No.” You smiled sadly. “I don’t think you will.”

“You’re not from here, are you?” He asked. “I know a Midgardian when I see one.”

“Good catch.” You let out a short laugh. “No, I’m not from here. I’m not even from this reality. I just needed to borrow something from your present. I’m from Earth, and I really have to get back.”

You tried to leave again, but Loki followed after to you and caught you by the waist. You stumbled back into his arms and blinked in surprise.

“Won’t you stay?” He asked hopefully. “We only just met. Do you have to leave so soon?”

“I do.” You frowned. “I’m sorry. I really need to go home.”

“All right.” Loki reluctantly let go of you. “If you must.”

You looked at him for a moment and chewed on your bottom lip, contemplating what to do. You looked behind you and saw Thor and Rocket preparing to leave. You motioned for them to leave without you before looking back at Loki.

“Do you have a pen?” You asked him.

“A what?”

“To write with.” You chuckled and motioned as of you were writing something down. Loki waved his hand and made a quill appear out of thin air, along with a piece of paper.

“That’ll work.” You shrugged and took the quill. You wrote your name and address down on the paper and handed it to him.

“If you’re ever on earth.” You smiled shyly. “Come find me.”

“I will.” He nodded eagerly.

“I really have to go now.” You said as you looked over your shoulder to where Thor was hiding. You turned back to Loki and gave him one last kiss, surprising the both of you.

“You’ll see me again.” You said softly. “Maybe not in this timeline, but the next.”

“That’s enough.” Loki interrupted, making the screen pause. “I know what happens. And since you’ve been studying me all my life as you claim, so do you. We don’t need to watch anymore.”

“I get it, you’re impatient.” Mobius held up his hands. “We can fast forward. How about we go to the part where you used magic to break her suit? Your brother was able to get back to Earth just fine, but she was stuck on Asgard. All because of you.”

Mobius pointed a remote at the screen and fast forwarding through Loki sneaking you to his bed chambers. He stopped when he got to you and Loki sitting on his silk sheeted bed.

“I don’t know why it won’t work.” You sighed as you touched all the buttons on your suit. “I must’ve run out of Pym Particles or something. I need to fix it so I can get back to Earth.”

“Right, right. Earth.” Loki said with disinterest. “What did you need to borrow anyway?”

“The aether.” You told him as the decor in his room caught your attention. You began to look at all his golden trinkets and stolen objects with awe.

“An infinity stone?” He was taken aback. “But why?”

“In the future, Thanos wipes out half the universe.” You began. “I’m on a recovery mission with the rest of the Avengers to collect the Infinity Stones to undo what he did. We’re trying to bring all the people back.”

“Half the people in the universe gone?” He gasped. “That sounds awful.”

“It is.” You stilled for a moment. “Honestly, I’m miserable. Absolutely miserable. All my family vanished. My boyfriend is gone. Half the Avengers are gone. The sky isn’t even blue anymore. It’s horrible.”

“So you aren’t happy there?” Loki asked as he walked over to you, a little jealousy bubbling when you mentioned a boyfriend.

“I hate it.” You admitted. “Everywhere I turn, I’m reminded of what I lost. That’s why it’s so important that we bring everyone back.”

“But what if your plan fails?” Loki wondered. “What if you don’t bring back all the stones? Or what if you do, but it doesn’t bring anyway back?”

“Then I don’t know what I’d do.” You shrugged sadly. “This plan is all I have. If it fails…”

“You don’t even want to think about that, do you?” He finished your sentence when you trailed off. You looked at him and nodded softly, grateful that he understood.

“Yeah.” You said quietly. “It’s too hard to imagine.”

“See?” Loki interrupted again. “She was miserable on Earth. She said it herself. I was trying to save her from a lifetime of misery.”

“I think you’re forgetting something.” Mobius reminded him.

“Forgetting what?” Loki scoffed.

“The plan worked.” Mobius said. “Thor brought the Aether back to her original timeline, and the Avengers were able to bring everyone back. She was supposed to go too, but she was left on Asgard. That was your first offense with the TVA.”

“Oh, screw the TVA.” Loki slammed his hand on the table. “She didn’t want to go back to Earth. She was unhappy there.”

“Is that why you told her Earth was destroyed?” Mobius asked. Loki stilled and sank in his seat as he was reminded of his lies. Mobius fast forwarded again, but didn’t play another scene. Instead, he paused on a clip of you looked utterly devestated. Loki had to look away, not wanting to see you in that much pain.

“Now, I’m not gonna play this part.” Mobius shook his head. “Because even I find it hard to watch. But you need to know what you did, so I’ll remind you.”

“You don’t need to do this.” Loki seethed. “I know what I did. I know what I told her.”

“Fine, then.” Mobius shrugged. “Why don’t you tell me what happened?”

Loki sucked in a sharp breath before looking back at the screen. The image of your desolate expression had never left his memory, so he really didn’t need to see it again to be reminded of what he had done.

“She tried to leave again.” Loki began as he stared at the screen. “I knocked her out with my magic. When she woke up, I told her Thanos had destroyed Earth and everyone on it. I said there was nothing left for her to return to.”

“She was devestated.” Mobius said quietly.

“I know she was.” Loki snapped. “She cried for a month straight.”

“So why’d you do it?” Mobius put his hands on his hips. “Why did you lie to her?”

“I didn’t want her to go.” Loki admitted, growing disgusted with himself. “I wanted her to stay with me on Asgard. She wouldn’t want to go back to Earth if she thought there was no Earth to go back to.”

“Why keep her?” Mobius wondered. “You barely knew her. Why hold her hostage like that?”

“She wasn’t held hostage.” Loki growled. “She was safe and loved and happy. No one on Asgard was taken better care of than she was. And I may not have known here when she first arrived, but we became inseparable after a while. We were almost married, for Odin’s sake. I’ll show you.”

Loki grabbed the remote from Mobius and pressed a button, fast forwarding until he found what he was looking for.

“Look.” Loki proudly pointed to the screen. “Watch this.”

He pressed play and watched as a memory of you and him played out on the screen.

“Where are we going?” You asked as Loki lead you somewhere with his hands over your eyes.

“Almost there. So impatient.” He clicked his tongue.

“You’ve taken me around the whole palace.” You chuckled. “I have a right to be impatient.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Loki stopped walking but didn’t remove his hands. “All right. We’re here.”

You pulled his hands off of your face and found yourself in front of two large green doors.

“Wow.” You said sarcastically. “Doors.

“Open the doors.” He rolled his eyes. You gave him a playful look over your shoulder before pushing the doors open.

“Oh my God.” You gasped when the doors opened. The room was decorated from ceiling to floor with all kinds of Asgardian wildlife. I’m the center of the room, your name was spelled out in the flower Loki had presented you with on the day you met. There was a running waterfall that cascading from the ceiling to the ground, leaving a soothing babbling sound throughout the room.

“It’s yours.” Loki said as he watched your reaction. “You mentioned once that you always wanted a garden. Now you do.”

“Oh, Loki.” You turned around and rushed into his arms. He stumbled back in surprise before hugging you back tightly.

“This is the nicest thing anyones ever done for me.” You mumbled against his chest.

“Well, you’ve been so upset lately. I wanted to cheer you up.” He said as he stroked your hair. It had been a month since he lied to you and told you that Earth was destroyed, and you were finally starting to act like yourself again.

“Thank you.” You pulled away to look at him. “I love it. It’s beautiful.”

“I truly hope you like it, darling.” He said softly as he brushed your cheek with his thumb. “It’s all yours.”

You looked into his eyes for a moment before your gaze fell to his lips. Since your last kiss, Loki had brought you food and kept you company every day. You had a built up a friendship with him since arriving to Asgard, but now you felt differently. There was a connection from the very first day, but it had gotten lost in your lament over your planets alleged destruction. Now, there was nothing stopping you from feeling that connection again. You hesitated before leaning it to kiss him. Just like last time, you felt his eyes flutter shut before he kissed you back. His hands cupped your face as you reached your arms around his neck. Loki watched your first kiss on the screen with a proud but mournful smile.

“Isn’t that something?” Mobius said as he paused the screen. Loki blinked back to reality and wiped his face, not realizing until that moment he had been crying.

“That scene speaks for itself.” Loki cleared his throat and tried to act like he hadn’t been crying. “You can see how happy she was. She loved that garden. And she loved me.”

“I don’t doubt that.” Mobius nodded. “But it’s hard to see past the fact that your entire relationship was built on a lie. She was only with you because she thought her home was destroyed.”

“She was with me for three years.” Loki said sharply. “The lie may have kept her there in the beginning, but she stayed willingly after that. She wanted to be on Asgard. She wanted to be with me.”

“Maybe. But she wasn’t supposed to be.” Mobius reminded him. “That wasn’t her timeline. She was supposed to be on Earth. She was supposed to be with Peter.”

“Peter?” Loki sputtered in disdain. “Peter Parker? Her little boyfriend from when she was a teenager?”

“In most time lines, they end up together.” Mobius said, knocking the wind out of Loki’s chest. “She went on that mission because she wanted to bring him back. Do you think she would have stayed, even for a second, if she knew her boyfriend Peter was alive back on Earth?”

“She told me they were 17 when the Thanos wiped out half the universe. That means Peter would’ve been 17 when he returned. She was 22 when she came to Asgard. She hadn’t been his girlfriend for 5 years. She had grown up. Her life went on. They would’ve had nothing in common anymore.”

“But she was supposed-“

“Who cares what she was supposed to do?” Loki snapped. “Why does the TVA get to decided what she was supposed to do or where she was supposed to be?”

“They’re the Time Keepers. They make the rules. And the rules say you can’t take someone from a different timeline and marry them. Oh, that reminds me.”

“Reminds you of what?”

“Your punishment. Mobius pressed a different button and a cloudy box appeared. “Go in there while I get the rest of your files.”

“What? I’m not going in there.” Loki scoffed.

“Don’t make me get the guards.” Mobius sighed. Loki clenched his jaw and looked at the ceiling, not wanting to be overpowered by the guards again. He reluctantly stood up, gave Mobius a sarcastic smile, and went through the cloudy portal.

As soon as Loki stepped through the portal, he stepped into his bedroom back on Asgard. He took another step forward, just as something stirred in his sheets. You sat up all the sudden, hair messy and wearing Loki’s horned crown. It was too big for your head and hung in your eyes, but the sight still took Loki’s breath away.

“Y/n?” Loki gasped and stepped forward.

“Hi.” You said before yawning. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Go ahead.” Loki nodded eagerly. He failed to see how this was a punishment. It had been so long since he last saw you that this felt more like a reward.

“I want our wedding to be earth themed.” You told him as you took his hands in yours.

“Our…our wedding?” Loki asked. He looked around the room and realized that he was not actually with you, but reliving a memory from years ago.

“Yeah.” You smiled shyly. “I just miss it so much. I want it to be a part of our special day.”

Loki found himself at a loss for words. He knew that when this memory originally happened, he had continued to lie to you and lead you to believe Earth had been destroyed. This time, he knew better and kept his mouth shut.

“We could have sunflowers.” You continued. “That was my favorite flower back on earth. And we could serve earth food and play earth music and-“

“Of course darling.” He cut you off and squeezed your hand. “Whatever you want. We will have it all.”

“Thank you. And if it’s not too much to ask, I want a minute of silence where everyone lights a candle.” You said quietly. “For Peter.”

Loki gulped and forced a smile, that line causing him just as much pain now as it did then.

“Of course.”

“Thank you.” You stood up from the bed and hugged him tightly. Loki hugged you back with a troubling frown on his face. He had forgotten how guilty he felt every time he had to lie to you. He pulled away and brought you into a long kiss, wordlessly trying to convey that he loved you and was sorry.

“I can’t wait. I can’t tell you how much I miss earth.” You sighed against his lips.

“Mm hm.” He gulped.

“I just wish I could’ve seen it one last time.” You frowned, eyes growing tearful. “I feel so guilty all the time. I would’ve died too if I had gone back with Thor when I was supposed to.”

“Then it’s a good thing you didn’t go.” Loki said weakly, knowing Thor was very much alive in your timeline back on Earth.

“I know.” You sighed. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to shake the survivors guilt. It makes me sick sometimes.”

Loki stayed silent as he fingers drummed against your waist. Before he could respond, his body jerked back and he suddenly reentered the room.

“Hi.” You said before yawning. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Loki looked behind him before looking back at you. The memory played all over again, forcing him to lie to you once again. When you told him how guilty you felt, he was sent back and had to relive the moment over again. Each time he had to lie to you, he felt more disgusted with himself. After the thirteenth time, he had enough.

“I just wish I could’ve seen it one last time.” You frowned, eyes growing tearful. “I feel so guilty all the time. I would’ve died too if I had gone back with Thor when I was supposed to.”

“I lied to you.” He admitted. “Earth was never destroyed. Thor and all the Avengers and your family, they’re all fine.”

“What?” You blinked in confusion.

“I’m not your savior. I didn’t save you from anything. I stole you from your time line because I fell in love with you the moment we met. You were the first person to show a a genuine interest in me, and I took advantage of that. And for that, I am deeply, deeply sorry.”

“Oh, Loki.” You sighed and stroked his face. “It’s too late for that.”

“What?” He frowned as he wrapped his hand around your wrist to keep your palm against his face.

“I’m not even here.” You whispered.

“All right Loki.” Mobius walked through the portal before Loki could answer you. “I got the rest of your files. Let’s go.”

“But…I can’t just leave her.” Loki held on to you tightly.

“She’s not even real.” Mobius shrugged as he held up his remote. It pulled Loki back through the portal and he stumbled back into his seat.

“Here’s the last one.” Mobius said, but Loki wasn’t listening. He was still thinking about how it felt to touch you one last time. He blinked back a tear before looking up at the screen. You were there once again, talking to one of the new maids.

“Oh, I wasn’t born here.” He heard you telling the maid. “I’m from Earth.”

“A midgardian?” The maid smiled. “Wow. You’re quite far from home.”

“I know.” You smiled sadly. “I miss it every day. But I’m happy here. I’m really happy with Loki.”

“If you miss it, why don’t you go back?” The maid asked, making Loki suck in a breath. He knew exactly what was coming.

“Go back?” You furrowed your eyebrows. “What do you mean? Earth was destroyed three years ago.”

“No it wasn’t.” The nurse laughed. “Earth is fine.”

The audio faded out as you turned to look at Loki. He felt like you were looking right through him, down to his rotten soul. Your face was frozen in horror and betrayal as you finally learned the truth. Three years after arriving on Asgard, you found out your home hadn’t been destroyed after all. It was all a lie. A lie told to you by the man you thought you loved.

“Stop.” Loki choked out. “Stop it. Turn it off.”

Mobius paused the screen and looked at Loki in silence. To his surprise, Loki was wiping his tears off on the sleeves of his jumpsuit. His eyes were red and full of remorse as he looked up at the screen.

“I don’t need it see it again.” He whispered. “I know she trusted me. I know I betrayed her. I did that.”

“So you understand why the TVA is arresting you?” Mobius asked softly. “You didn’t just steal the tesseract. You stole that girl from her reality. Even if she loved you, she was never supposed to be with you.”

Loki nodded before hanging his head in shame. He knew what he had done was wrong. He knew it the entire time he was doing it. Even though he betrayed you out of his love for you, he still betrayed you.

“You’re right.” Loki said sincerely. “She was never mine to keep. Never mine to lose either.”

“No, she wasn’t.” Mobius agreed as he watched Loki curiously. The look of utter remorse on Loki’s face was out of character after everything Mobius had studied about him.

“Could you just tell me if she’s all right?” Loki sniffled. “That’s all I ask. Is she okay?”

“She’s fine.” Mobius answered. “She’s fighting for the Avengers again and reunited with her family.”

“Is she still miserable?”

“No.” Mobius smiled a little. “Not anymore.”

“And…and Peter?” His voice was barely audible now.

“Don’t worry about that.” Mobius told him. “It won’t do you any good. And for what it’s worth, there are timelines that exists where she stays. There’s even a timeline where you two are alligators and rule a kingdom in a lake.”

Loki smiled too, grateful that you were able to move on after his betrayal. Mobius furrowed his eyebrows at the sight of Loki genuinely caring about another human being, something he was not used to seeing.

“I could show you one more thing.” Mobius offered sympathetically. Loki reluctantly looked back at the screen as the man his play. To his surprise, all the good moments of his relationship with you flashed before him. All the kisses and laughter, fond smiles and endearing moments played on the screen, bringing tears to his eyes. He leaned toward on the table to get as close to you as possible, reaching out towards you with his shackled hands. The screen went blank suddenly, and his smile fell.

“They’re ready for you.” Mobius said as he checked his phone. “I can take you to the court now.”

Loki stayed silent as he was lead to the courtroom and sat in front of the judge. All he could think about was the moments of happiness he had been able to relive.

“Loki Laufeyson.” The judge brought his attention back. “How do you plead?

Loki blinked a few times, your smile flashing before him each time he closed his eyes. He thought about he had caused that smile to fade with every lie he told, and that’s when he knew he had his answer. He looked the judge right in the eye and entered his plea.

“Guilty.”

#loki x reader #loki imagine #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki fanfic #loki fanfiction #loki fluff #loki angst #loki series #loki spoilers #peter parker x reader

[wandaromanova]

Can you do a fluffy wanda one (with a little angst because of course) where reader and wanda are best friends, reader wants more, but thinks wanda is interested in vision so she doesnt say anything. And then one day a mission goes wrong, and reader gets into an accident that results in her getting powers, and it makes wanda wake up and confess her feelings?

Requited Love

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cussing, injury, that’s all!

A/N: hello! i hope you enjoy what i’ve created out of your request, anon! sorry i couldn’t think about how i could incorporate the powers part of the request! not proofread, so i apologize for any grammatical errors! join my taglist here <3

Summary: Wanda Maximoff and Y/N L/N are your typical best friends who refuse to admit their feelings for each other.

Word Count: 3.3K (had a lil too much fun with this)

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You and your best friend, Wanda, had been friends practically since the moment she had joined the team. Being the youngest Avenger, you were so excited that there would finally be another member that was close to your age. Despite the events of Sokovia, you didn’t fear the woman. If anything, it only made the urge to get closer to her stronger.

Her powers absolutely mesmerized you. From the color of her powers to the different ways she could use them to her advantage; it was mind blowing how much power she had literally at her fingertips. As time went on, you and Wanda became very close. You’d always have movie nights together in your room, which eventually led to the Sokovian woman peacefully sleeping next to you in your bed.

Not only was Wanda drop dead gorgeous, but she was genuine and humble. She had confided in you about the many different traumas she had been through and expressed how the surreal amount of grief constantly consumed her. It broke your heart to know that such an amazing person was put through so much.

Her past could’ve easily turned her into a villain, but she decided to go the opposite direction. She came to the conclusion that her powers could help others and that’s what she had chosen to do in Sokovia and up to now. It was why she had agreed to join the Avengers in the first place. Wanda knew how awful the world could be and she wanted to be there for people the way that her family had been before they passed. The amount of respect you had for Wanda was immeasurable.

Over the span of two years, you and Wanda became joined to the hip. Wanda didn’t even sleep in her own bed anymore. Before, she would just accidentally fall asleep in your room or sneak into your room in the late hours of the night to sleep with you. But now, she just barged into your room every night and slept there. She said that you kept the nightmares she had at bay and you were more than happy to be there for her if it meant she got a full night’s rest.

You both jumped at any opportunity you guys could to be on the same mission as the other. You not only wanted to spend time with her, but you wanted to protect her. Lord knows that Wanda of all people could handle herself, but it kept you at peace when you were with her; knowing that she had you to back her up. Naturally, you fell in love with your best friend.

At first, you thought you were just confusing your special platonic friendship with Wanda for romantic feelings. But sometimes you caught yourself wanting to kiss Wanda. You knew damn well that friends don’t daydream about making out with each other. So, yeah, you definitely had feelings for Wanda, but there was one thing standing in your way; Vision.

Vision basically joined the team at the same time Wanda did. He was created during the Ultron situation and has been an Avenger since then. Wanda and Vision were very close. They weren’t as close as you and Wanda were, but he was a close second. They had a bond over the mind stone that you couldn’t ever compete with. This fact discouraged you and forced you to keep your mouth shut. You’d rather keep your feelings to yourself and suffer in private than risk your friendship with Wanda.

I mean, you didn’t even know if Wanda was into girls! She could be as straight as a wooden ruler and you would most definitely embarrass yourself if you told her. Vision wasn’t exactly a man by any means, he was a robot. If Wanda were to like Vision that must mean you had a chance right? Not to be an ass, but he’s literally a hunk of metal. Regardless of all these thoughts, you knew at the end of the day that you would have to hide your feelings for the sake of maintaining the relationship you currently have with the Sokovian.

You did pretty good at hiding your feelings for awhile. You acted as if everything was normal and not like you were emotionally crying out inside every time you saw Wanda with Vision. It began to get too much when you had caught sight of the pair cooking Paprikash in the communal kitchen. Cooking was something you and Wanda used to do together. It was kind of your thing. It may seem silly, but watching her do something with Vision that used to be sacred to you both hurt.

You began to distance yourself the closer Wanda and Vision got together. What sucked even more was that Wanda didn’t even acknowledge your sudden distance. She no longer slept in your room, opting to spend her nights with Vision. You were dying inside and Wanda didn’t even care to notice.

You had a mission to get to today. Usually, Wanda would be down in the hangar whenever you were going on a mission without her, but she wasn’t there today. She was probably off somewhere with Vision, again. It stung that Wanda didn’t even want to see you off. She was so preoccupied with Vision that she didn’t even give you a second thought. A toaster was stealing your best friend who you just so happened to be madly in love with away from you. And you couldn’t do anything to stop it.

So, you reluctantly got onto the Quinjet with Steve who was accompanying you on the mission. Fury only sent you two in for this mission because it was a simple one. It didn’t require the entire team to complete. You both were to capture and detain the scientist responsible for the latest human experimentations at the hands of Hydra. From the intel gathered by S.H.I.E.L.D, their security wasn’t that bad so it would be a walk in the park for you and Steve. You had just left and you already desperately wanted to go home and wallow in your own self pity in the comfort of your bed.

But first, you had to get this mission over with. The Quinjet landed a little far away from the small Hydra base. You and Steve made your way out of the jet and began to trudge your way toward the building. As you guys got closer, Steve stopped abruptly.

“No matter what, we stick together okay? Just because this should be an easy mission, doesn’t mean we should let our guard down. Understand?” He lectured you sternly as he stared at you intensely.

“Yeah. I got it, Cap.” You replied to him dismissively as you continued to make your way toward the building. You took note of the five guards that were guarding the entrance and gave Steve a nod before you both sprung into action.

After you guys had taken down the entrance guards, you both sneakily made your way into the building. It was pretty easy to find your target, seeing that the building was the size of a house. You and Steve barged into the room, the scientist whipping around quickly and freezing in shock at the sight of you both.

Steve quickly charged at the man and placed him into handcuffs. As Steve pulled the man up by the collar, forcing him to his feet, a thought crossed your mind. This is too easy. Only five guards and the professor was just conveniently in here? This had to be a setup.

Before you could voice your concerns to Steve, you felt a sharp pain rip through your shoulder as Hydra agents flooded into the room. You fell to your knees in pain as Steve threw the target to the ground. He quickly began to fight as many agents as he could. You stood up as you tried to temporarily forget the pain. You began to take on agents yourself. Despite being injured, you kicked their asses with ease.

You were down to the last agent while Steve was pulling the scientist back up to his feet, much more aggressively this time. For some reason, your thoughts went to Wanda. How would she react to your injury? Would she even bother to visit you to make sure you were okay?

Unfortunately, you had chosen the wrong time to become distracted by your thoughts of Wanda. While your thoughts were racing, you failed to notice the glint of a knife in the agent’s left hand. As you blocked one of his punches, he quickly stabbed you right in the stomach. At this, Steve jumped in to help you and made quick work of knocking out the man who stabbed you.

You fully fell to the floor this time, gasping for air. Not only were you shot, but now you got stabbed. Seriously? Did god decide you weren’t already having a shitty enough time? Steve quickly picked you up in his arms in a panic. He carried you to the Quinjet while making sure the scientist was following behind you both. Steve placed your body onto the medical table that was in the Quinjet, handcuffed the man to a railing, and sped off to the compound. He took note of how much blood you lost; it was a lot to say the least. If he didn’t get to the compound soon, he feared you wouldn’t make it; and that wasn’t an option.

The 30 minute trip to the compound turned into a 15 minute ride. Steve quickly rushed you into the medical wing of the compound and placed you into the care of Doctor Helen Cho. He knew he had to tell the team about what happened. The Avengers were a family, and you being the youngest meant you were like a child to them, well besides Wanda obviously.

Steve hurriedly made his way into the living room of the Avenger’s living quarters and made sure Jarvis informed everyone that it was an emergency. As Steve entered, everyone turned to face him with worry present on each of their faces.

“What’s wrong, Rogers? Is everything okay?” Natasha asked as she looked over his body. There was an insane amount of blood all over his star-spangled suit. “It’s Y/N.”

At Steve’s words, everyone in the room stood in shock as their jaws dropped. But no one’s feelings could compare to Wanda’s. She abruptly stood up from the couch and made her way towards Steve.

“What about her? What happened to her?” Wanda began to get angry as hints of her powers made their way to her eyes. Steve took a step back and looked at Wanda before returning his gaze back to the other people in the room. You could hear a pin drop in the silence of the room.

“We went on a mission together. It was supposed to be an easy in and out thing. But we were setup. She got shot in the shoulder and stabbed in the abdomen. She’s in the medical wing right now.” Steve spoke strongly, attempting to remain calm for the sake of the team, but he was terrified inside. Your state refused to leave his mind. Your limp body in his arms as your warm blood covered his hands.

Wanda didn’t say another word as she ran towards the elevator and impatiently hit the button to the medical wing. She didn’t bother to wait for anyone else. Nothing mattered right now except you.

Wanda had feelings for you. Ever since she met you, you were this light in the darkness that was her life. You could cheer her up when no one else could. You knew her better than she knew herself. You were not only her best friend, but you were the woman she was irrevocably in love with. She was terrified to tell you how she felt. She thought she would lose you if she had confessed how she truly felt for you. So, she remained quiet and tried to forget about her feelings for you by hanging out with Vision more. She wasn’t using Vision by any means, she genuinely did enjoy his company. But he wasn’t you.

Wanda didn’t even wait for the elevator doors to fully open as she squeezed herself through the small gap and made her way towards the medical bay doors. Before Wanda could open the door, Steve abruptly grabbed her hand, stopping her from going any further. He must’ve taken the stairs. Damn his super soldier abilities.

“Wanda. Stop. I know you’re worried about Y/N, we all are. But barging in there won’t be any help. You need to let Cho and her nurses focus on helping her.” Steve desperately tried to talk some sense into Wanda; it worked. Wanda’s shoulders slumped as she made her way towards the seating area that was right outside the doors. All she could do was sit, wait, and pray to whatever god there was that you would be okay.

Wanda didn’t even know you were going on a mission today. If she did, she would’ve went to the hangar and hugged you before she left, like she always did. Oh fuck, she didn’t even get to see you off and now look at your state. Now that she thought about it, she had been neglecting you for some time now. She let her fear of her feelings consume her. She spent more time with Vision than with you, and now she wasn’t sure if she would get the opportunity to be with you again. The thought of not being able to tell you how in love with you she was mortified her. This was the wake up call she needed.

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2 hours later

After two agonizingly slow hours, Doctor Cho made her way towards the anxious group of heroes. Wanda shot up from her seat and approached Helen.

“How is she? Please, tell me she’s okay.” Wanda asks as she nervously chews on her bottom lip. “Y/N is fine. Luckily, the knife didn’t hit any major arteries. She won’t be able to make any sudden movements for the next few weeks which means no missions until I give her clearance.” At Cho’s words, the entire team was struck with relief. Wanda’s eyes lit up at the good news. You were okay. You were still here.

“Can we see her?” Steve asked from behind Wanda as he made his way to stand beside her. “Yes, shes awkward, but only one person can go in at a time. She’s very sensitive right now from the anesthesia.” Helen gave the team a smile before walking off.

Everyone looked at Wanda as she gave them a nod. Of course she had to go in first. You and Wanda may have been oblivious to each other’s feelings, but the team wasn’t. It was almost annoying how unaware you two were of how the other person felt.

Wanda quietly made her way into your room and almost let out a sigh of relief as she saw you laying on the table awake. You were trying to reach for a glass of water beside your bed, but the pain in your side made the small task a burden. Wanda quickly made her way to the table and handed you the glass of water. You were startled since you didn’t even hear her enter the room. You took the water from her hands and took a long sip before handing it back to her.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked coldly as you glared at the Sokovian woman. She was shocked at your animosity. You were never like this with her before. “I needed to make sure you were okay. I was worried sick.” Wanda frowned as she pulled a chair up to your bedside and sat in it.

“Oh. Now you suddenly remember I exist? It only took me nearly dying for you to notice me again.” You knew you weren’t being fair. You guys were just best friends and she was entitled to hang out and be with whoever she wanted. But the part of you that loved her and longed for more took over.

“Y/N. I’m sorry I haven’t been around as often. I got caught up hanging out with Vision when I should’ve been there for you.” Wanda’s eyes softened as she stared at your face. She missed you so much. She may have seen you around the compound, but she hasn’t been this close to you in what felt like decades.

“Yeah. You got caught up with Vision. Why don’t you just go back to him now. I’m fine.” You stubbornly spoke as you tore your eyes away from Wanda and stared out the window in front of your bed.

Wanda made a ballsy move and grabbed your hand in here. Thankfully, you didn’t move it away. “Y/N. I don’t care about Vision, I care about you. I love you and I mean that in more than a friendly way.” At Wanda’s words, your head snapped back to her as you looked over her features for any indication of a lie; you didn’t find any.

“I was spending time with Vision to try and forget my feelings for you. That obviously backfired and only solidified what I already knew I felt. I’m sorry it took such a terrible situation for me to finally grow the balls to tell you this. I love you Y/N.” Wanda squeezed your hand tightly as she stared at you full of love and adoration.

You were speechless. As cliche as it sounds, this was what you’ve wanted since the moment you laid eyes on her. She said the three words you’ve been longing to hear spill from her mouth. She loved you too.

“I love you too, Wanda. I’m sorry. I thought you had a thing for Vision and I let jealousy and insecurity get the better of me.” You looked down in shame as you tried to pull your hand out of Wanda’s hold, but she only gripped it tighter.

“Don’t be sorry. I completely understand. I’m so glad your okay and I’m so unbelievably happy that you feel the same way.” Wanda smiled brightly at you as you smiled right back. You guys must’ve looked like maniacs with your big, cheesy smiles, but you didn’t care.

Wanda began to slowly lean towards you. You attempted to meet her in the middle, but only ended up wincing in pain as you were reminded of your impressive stab wound. Wanda let out a laugh.

“Let me handle it, moya lyubov (my love).” Wanda said before closing the gap between you both and giving you a heated, desperate kiss. All the pent up emotions that you both had been withholding from each other were coming to light through this kiss. You guys were interrupted by the door swinging open abruptly and the sound of someone clearing their throat.

You both jumped apart as you cringed at the sting of your injuries. You turned to the door and caught sight of the team standing at the door with shit eating grins on their face.

“Sorry to interrupt you, lovebirds. But we wanted to check on Y/N too. Cho gave us the clear to come in now.” Natasha smirked at yours and Wanda’s flustered states.

“Pay up, Barnes.” Sam said as he held his hand out to Bucky, who groaned before placing 50 dollars in his hand. You and Wanda stared at the two confused, Bucky took notice of this and decided to fill you both in.

“We made a bet on when you two would get together. I said in the next two months, he said in the next two weeks. He won.” Bucky gave you both a shy, almost embarrassed smile.

Everyone in the room laughed, making you and Wanda turn even more red than before. You didn’t care about the inevitable, endless teasing you would have to endure after today. You would deal with the comments forever as long as it meant Wanda was by your side. You once thought that she didn’t feel the same, and you were so glad you were proven wrong. Sometimes, love can be requited after all.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #avengers #scarlet witch #request

[ronearoundblindly]

The Stark Legacy (5)

Memory, part of Book 1: Reality (see previous or series)

Summary: Bucky, Big Sam, and Steve catch up. Tony makes a decision about his daughter. Lil'Sam makes the most of her father's gift.

Warnings: maybe gossip? This series is still Rated Teen/Mature, so 15+ only, please. Remember a rule of this universe is super soldiers do not age!

CHAPTER FIVE—April 2036

“Hey, punk,” Bucky called to Steve, “what are you doing? You're killing me!”

Rogers came running across their makeshift field, casually. “Jerk, whaddya want from me? I’m out of practice. Didn’t I tell you I retired?”

“That was fifteen years ago. Sure your memory’s not going?” Bucky recovered the football from the tree line behind him.

“Really, twinkle toes?” Sam Wilson called over, panting. “Only three hours worth of running circles around me, and you two are tired? I win then. Think Sharon’s got some lemonade?” Falcon jogged weakly to the house.

“He’s right,” Steve said, catching up to Bucky. “He’s getting too old for this. We should go easier on him.”

They smiled at each other. “Never,” Bucky replied, “but a drink sounds pretty good.”

Steve and Sharon had furnished the house simply, in a sort of French farmhouse style, with wooden features wherever possible, mismatching dishes and utensils gathered over the years. Wilson was already refilling his marbled-blue glass when the others sat down.

“One damn grey hair,” he mumbled, pointing back and forth between Steve and Bucky, “is that too much to ask for? I can hardly watch you two without feeling my knee ache.”

“Did you need an aspirin,” Sharon offered with a laugh, setting down more glasses. She turned to Steve. “I’ve got a few more errands before dinner. Need anything?”

“No, doll,” Rogers replied, planting a kiss on her cheek. Bucky noticed a few more freckles on her face than the last time he visited. Every day almost everyone he knew changed just a little, but not Bucky, not Steve. Sharon grew older every year; Steve, ever the loyal gentleman, grew more in love with her every year. The only changing thing about Bucky was his opinion on whether he wanted the same thing or whether it was a waste of time and effort.

“Have fun, boys. Don’t kill Sam,” Sharon called from the door, accompanied by the jingle of keys and a shutting door.

“Don’t you have enough salt for the three of us?” Bucky scratched at his temple hairline strategically.

“Hardy-har-har, Bucko,” Sam mumbled.

“Don’t do that.”

“So,” Steve interrupted, “what’s the news at headquarters?”

Sam cocked an eyebrow. “Aren’t you CC’d on all that stuff?”

Bucky eyed Steve who shrugged uncomfortably. The former leader of the Avengers sipped lemonade at a simple wooden table, surrounded by knick-knacks, wearing plain clothes, and sweating for a fun workout with friends. “You miss it,” Bucky accused.

“Not,” Steve started, fumbling a bit, “all the time.”

“That civilian life not sittin’ so well these days,” Sam chided.

“Sometimes I just miss the…amount going on.”

Bucky chuckled. “Great. You can have it back now.”

“No, Buck, that’s not what I mean.” The bulky man crossed his arms in front of him. “It’s fine. I…ya know what would help? It’d be nice to see you two settled a bit.”

Sam grunted. “I’m a wild stallion. Why you wanna put me in the stables?”

“No chance that lovely Stacy—“

“Nope.”

“I thought you two went to dinner—“

“Nope.”

“Danielle?” Bucky asked.

“Don’t you get started with me.” Sam glared at Bucky. “I’m not the oddly celibate fool.”

“You are not celibate, very true.”

“Buck,” Steve started.

“Steve?” He turned back to Sam. “I wasn’t judging, only recounting the slew of names we’ve heard over the years.”

“It’s not a slew,” Sam burst. “It’s a quarter of a lifetime for me!”

“And you can do whatever you want with it,” Bucky defended, “I never said any different.” He put his hands up in defeat. “Not my business.” He pointed at Steve. “He asked!”

“Anyone heard how the Bartons are doing?” Steve took another sip of lemonade.

“Chaos,” Sam quipped. Then he adjusted, “no, Clint is good, but three kids is rough.”

Steve made a face over his glass. “Shouldn’t we just call it four now?” There was a dark silence. Sam shifted his eyes to the window. “Thought you two were close for a bit?” Steve couldn’t get Sam to meet his eye.

“Little Sam…” Wilson started, pressing his thumb to the corner of his lips. “She’s definitely a Stark.”

“What does that mean?” Bucky asked.

Wilson opened his hand in mid-air. “I don’t know. She was playful, not athletic, but fun. Then she got to asking me more and more questions, about Tony and Pepper and Avengers. I didn’t have answers, and then if I did, I didn’t know if I was supposed to answer them. What would Tony think? I don’t know how Clint does it. How do you raise another guy’s kid in a way her real dad would want? She supposed to believe in Santa and the Easter Bunny or straight to cold, hard truths? I can’t make that choice.”

“From what I’ve gathered, Tony doesn’t make that choice either,” Bucky said quietly.

“Who told you that?” Steve looked concerned.

“Nat,” Bucky replied.

“Anything going on there,” Steve asked.

“She and Bruce try to keep tabs on the girl. I don’t know a lot about it.”

“That’s not what I was asking,” Steve added.

“But that’s the answer you’re gonna get.”

“Wait,” Sam exclaimed, “you and Natasha?”

“No,” Bucky said shortly. 

“I always thought you two might,” Sam continued, relaxing into his chair with a smug look. “Can’t say I’m surprised.”

“Nothing happened…within the last decade. She made her choice; she’s with Banner.”

“Sure you didn’t make the choice for her,” Steve punctuated, unable to help himself.

“Mutual decisions were made,” Bucky asserted. “Look, I don’t know why we got on this subject, but I veto it now.”

Steve sighed. “I just think,” he finished, looking out the window at the browning field in the overcast light, “that we’ve all been through enough to deserve a little happiness.”

“She’s not a Russian spy or an assassin, so stop trying to teach her things that make her a target!” Tony was pissed. Cornered in a lab with a time-sensitive project, he couldn’t escape Natasha’s demands for approval of activities to offer his daughter.

“I don’t think playing cards ever killed anyone, Stark,” Nat flatly stated.

“Yeah, but she learns cards, goes to casinos, attracts some guy with an ironic tattoo and a blue shirt with white collar and cuffs,” he shivered, “and it’s all over. Obie used to wear those awful things. Should have known then…”

“Well,” Natasha started, not sure how to take that, “there’s a lot going on there, but Samantha still needs some variety of stuff to learn. Social skills wouldn’t hurt.”

“Let her be anti-social. It’s safer. Keeps her out of the news and not a target.” Tony’s chest swelled with justification and righteousness, his logic infallible.

“You know you’re the one who makes her a target,” she screamed, much angrier than intended. Nat took a breath and watched Tony’s belligerent look relax.

His eyes remained locked with hers. “She’s not a target if she’s not here and isn’t known by my name. Who’s gonna know?”

“Stark,” Nat tried to begin again.

“You want her to socialize? Fine. She can go to boarding school. Socialize with kids her own age away from Barton. Is that it? He just wants a break?”

“That’s not what Pepper would want—“

Tony slammed down the wrench he held. The ringing of the table lingered. “Don’t you dare.”

She composed herself again. “Stark, I just meant your daughter shouldn’t be farther from you now, and she shouldn’t be left with no defense. The wolves could be circling, and we don’t see it.”

“And we fed them,” Tony exploded. He stalked towards Natasha. “This ragtag team of misfits put a giant target on our foreheads and screamed for attention across the universe! The wolves won’t give a rat’s ass about her if we keep their attention or keep them running.” 

He looked at her, face-to-face, his eyes so dark they looked black. His build would have to wait till he calmed down. He tossed the wrench across the room, smoothly, if loudly, sinking it into the classic foldout, hotrod red toolbox open in the corner. 

“Kid goes to boarding school. Problem solved. Smoothie?”

Thirteen weeks. The mystery of the hard drive kept Samantha going for thirteen weeks. It had made a terrible school with terrible, small-minded children bearable, but only just. Those weeks were spent looking for a compatible power supply, then connecting cables, then a computer old enough to read the programming. She had to convince Laura to let her spend hours locked in her room or hours longer spent at school in the library. She convinced Clint to help her carry the bulky, ancient technology upstairs to her room. She pushed through.

When the day finally came to access the data, Sam was so pleased to find something worthwhile: Howard Stark’s AI. Its name was Mistress, and even at over 60 years old, Mistress was able to help Sam transfer her program to a modern terminal compatible with her tablet. Missy, as Sam called her, was a fellow fast-learning friend, but that made Sam all the more afraid to tell anyone about it. No one much noticed the difference between loner-Sam and recluse-Sam, except with Missy, Sam was happier, more energetic. Laura noticed Sam made jokes, she started using cultural references instead of scientific ones, and she actively asked how the family’s day was at the dinner table. It was such an improvement, why would anyone upset the balance? They all let her develop into a nerd because that was better than the sad, hermit alternative.

Missy helped connect Sam’s homework with real-world purpose, searching for applications of equations, and how and why these ideas were discovered. It was so much more comprehensive than following along in a text. Missy could take Sam down a rabbit hole of any subject, and they’d both come out the other end smarter. Particularly interesting to Sam was Missy’s consistent evaluation of Tony Stark’s body language from video footage. Particularly interesting to Missy was Sam’s recounting of Tony himself and all Sam had ever heard about Missy’s maker, Howard, after he shut her down.

One evening, nearly two years after booting up her best friend, Sam snuck down for a snack before continuing a fascinating and blunt conversation with Missy about the experience of hormonal fluctuations during puberty, when she stopped short of the landing, hearing voices.

“If we thought this school was tough for her, she’ll be eaten alive at that preening castle of teenage monsters,” Clint angrily whispered.

“Honey, it’s his call. We don’t have the right to choose for her instead.” Laura ended her thought unsure as if hoping for it to be an open question.

“She…she’s been here so long, I can’t stand to hear about the names, the graffiti, the…” Clint’s voice trailed off. Sam could hear his exact movement to wipe his hand across his face and land his chin in his palm. It was his signature dad move. “Lila wasn’t teased like this, was she?”

Sam could not distinguish the silent gesture Laura answered with, but Clint’s response made it clear.

“Any of them? Why is this so different then? I can’t believe I’m actually annoyed that my kids weren’t tormented at school…What do we do? You don’t think that hoity-toity academy is a good fit, do you?”

“Did anyone ask Tony if Sam could just come home—go home? It’s been ten years, honey. We can’t keep this up.”

“Sometimes he seems to have a plan and others…I don’t think he ever considered making decisions for a child. Deciding for someone’s life, shaping their future. He’s terrified. Hell, I’m terrified and my kids are grown up, basically. Tony doesn’t like people to see him, ya know, have a soul anymore—“

“Honey, I don’t have an answer,” Laura blurted with exasperation. She calmed quickly. “You should get some sleep. We hardly get to see you, and they’ll want to shoot in the morning and bike after. You’ll be dead to me by dinner if you don’t go up now. I’ll be up after I…”

Sam heard Clint scoot out his chair and rushed back upstairs, her appetite gone.

[Ch 6: Memorial]

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[anotherwritersblog]

Title: Happily Ever After

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Rating: Anyone/Everyone

Word Count: 1.6K-ish

Warnings: some fluff, mentions of anxiety, some language (writing and posting to tumblr is new to me, so if I ever miss anything that needs to be mentioned, please just let me know)

Summary: Facing your fears leads to one of the best days of your life.

Author's Note: Hi. First time posting to Tumblr (as well as writing Chris), but not a first time writer. I've got a thing or two in progress on other sites, but I think I'm going to wait and see how this one pans out here. Thought of a few drabbles pertaining to this as well, so I might add on with those later. I don't know. We'll see. This story is beta'd by myself, so any mistakes are my own. I would also like to admit that I’ve made moodboards before, but with my own pictures. So this edit was also a first 😅 I’m still working on it. Lol. No joke. I remade the damn thing at least five times.

Any and all reblogs/likes/comments are appreciated.

In no way, shape, or form, do you have permission to repost this anywhere.

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Growing up, Disney had always been a big part of my life. I'd come down for breaks during my school years, over summers to visit my family, and then weekends when I was an adult and I finally moved 15 minutes away. It was always a dream of mine to live so close, but also to find someone who loved it as much as I did. Someone to enjoy the food, festivals, and rides with.

And that's where Chris comes in.

I had been in the Expedition Everest Single Rider line one afternoon. I told myself I was going to finally try it. Was I excited? No. Terrified? Absolutely.

I sat in the last row of the roller coaster, when this tall brunette slid in next to me. We were instructed to lower the bar and 'Enjoy the ride!'

Everyone ahead of us was chattering quietly as we ascended the track to the top. I was grabbing the bar with my life, my knuckles starting to turn white. I heard a soft chuckle and glanced to my right.

"First time?" he asked.

I nodded my head. "Unfortunately. I'm used to rides like the Haunted Mansion or the Little Mermaid. Those are more my speed." This time he laughed a little harder.

"I"m so glad that my pain and suffering can bring a stranger so much joy," I rolled my eyes.

We get to the top of the track and stop. Soon an announcement comes on that the ride will start back up shortly and to stay seated. "Mother fucker.." I mumbled before I heard the man next to me say "Language!" I whipped my head around and looked at him a little closer. He dawned a pair of sunglasses, a Patriot's cap, and a beautiful full beard. He pulled his sunglasses down a little, and I was soon pierced by the most beautiful eyes I've seen on screen before.

"Shut the front door," I gasped as he shot me a wink before pushing his glasses back up. "Stop. What are you doing here?" I asked, finally realizing who I sat next to.

"Just wanted to get a quick trip in before I..." he hesitated for a moment "before I go back to work." Obviously, he wasn't going to tell me what 'work' entailed (but a few years later, I found out it was Avengers: End Game).

"Of course. Just my luck. The day I get stuck on my first roller coaster, and sit on the verge of an anxiety attack, it's with you," I buried my face into my hands.

"Hey. At least I can relate to that. Been there. Done that. Bought the t-shirt." This time, I was laughing until I heard another announcement. The ride was starting up shortly.

My heart dropped and I went back to white-knuckling the bar. I soon felt a large hand engulf mine. "You'll be okay. I promise." And soon, we were off.

My heart was racing the entire time, but I think it was also because Chris' hand never left mine. We screamed, albeit for different reasons, but it was...exhilarating.

Soon after, the coaster came to a stop and everyone was getting out. I was still sitting when I heard "You coming?" and turned to see that Chris was holding his hand out. I took it, stepped from the seat, and we walked towards the exit.

"So, what'd you think?" he asked, as we stepped off to the side, just outside of the exit.

"Well..my heart is still pounding, and I can't decide if I want to go grab lunch now, or after riding that again," I smiled as I look up at him, greeted with a smile of his own.

"Well..how about we ride it again, and then I'll buy you lunch?" he asked.

"Oh. You don't have to. I'm sure you have other plans for toda-"

"I did," he cut me off. "But it'd be more fun to do them with someone than by myself. Besides. You deserve a good lunch for facing your fears today."

And from that day on, everything was history.

I gave him my number that night, and told him that if he were ever at Disney again, to contact me. And to my surprise, he actually did the next time he was in town.

And he did it again.

And again.

It went on for about a year before he asked to make it official between us. I was in shock, but I couldn't say no. I had fallen in love with my new Disney friend, so I gave it a shot. It was hard at first, with him always away filming or in Boston, but we made it work.

I found myself flying a few times to see him and he would fly down to see me when he could. We kept everything strictly out of social media, both for his sanity and my safety.

After almost two years, we were sitting down at his kitchen table when we decided that I would move in with him. He said he'd take care of me, that I wouldn't have to work anymore, but I enjoyed my line of work. Yes, I had hard days, and sometimes came home complaining, but doesn't everyone? I told him I'd continue working if I moved in with him, and he was fine with it.

He was actually fine with a lot of things. And so understanding. He was always there when I was dealing with my anxiety, when I was home sick and needed to visit my family, or even when I just needed to be near him. Not in an affectionate way, but just being in the same room as him made some of those hard days better.

Whenever he was away filming, he always made a point to call or FaceTime me once a day (he said he tried to because he loves me; I think it's because I always had Dodger pictures ready to send, or to have on screen for him).

When Chris finished his most reason film, he promised a short vacation. I was over the moon when I found out we were going to Disney World.

It was a relaxing trip, and something that we both needed. We visited all of the parks, rode all of our favorite rides, and even got to enjoy the flower festival at EPCOT (he said he made the plans for exactly that reason because he remembered it was my favorite festival). It was such a magical few days but of course, all good things must come to an end.

The last night of our trip, we were standing at the small bridge in the Italy Pavilion. I was standing against the railing, with Chris right behind me. His arms were wrapped around my stomach, while mine were placed over his. EPCOT had just started their nightly show, but all I could think was how truly happy I was at that moment in my life.

I leaned back a little more into Chris, and squeezed his hands a little tighter.

"Everything okay, baby?" he asked as he kissed just above my right ear.

I turned my head to look up at him and smiled. "Everything is perfect, my love."

"Good," he said, as he leaned down to give me a slow and sweet kiss.

I turned back to watch the fireworks when Chris started whispering into my ear. "You know how much I love you, baby, right?"

"Almost as much as you love Dodger," he chuckled at my response. "Baby..Dodger may be the moon that brought light to a dark time in my life, but you are my world and sun. You…You are my everything. You've allowed me to be me, and been very accepting of my lifestyle. You have never questioned any choices I've made, and you've been with me every step of the way for these past few years."

I turned my body to look at him. My hands running up and down his arms, as his hands laid on my waist, and my eyes catching those beautiful, ocean blue eyes.

"I do all that because I love you, Chris. You know that," I said before I leaned up to kiss his cheek, his nose, and then his lips. I lingered for a second longer, before I pulled back to look at the man in front of me.

"And I want everyone to know how much I love you, baby."

I was a little confused, as we've done anything and everything to keep our relationship to ourselves and family. But everything soon clicked when he took a step back and knelt onto one knee. He had reached into his pocket to retrieve a small, red box.

When he opened it, my eyes flew from the ring to his face. He was starting to look a little blurry, but that might have been due to the tears that were starting to run down my face.

"I'm willing to take on anything life throws at me, as long as you are by my side. Y/N..will you do me the honors of marrying me?"

I couldn't get a word out, but I was soon nodding my head, getting down to his level, placing my hands on either side of his face, and kissing him.

"Yes," I was finally able to say and the few bystanders around us started to cheer. There was a Disney photographer capturing the entire moment, and I was elated to see the pictures later on.

But at that moment, after he had slipped the ring on my finger and kissed me under the fireworks, nothing else mattered.

Because I was finally getting my happily ever after.

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[scarletwidowaf]

Yelena Belova x reader “fake dating” to actual!!!!

Plssssss :) 🥲💛

Moral Of The Story

Yelena Belova x female reader, scarlewidow mentioned.

A/N: might be messy, might be cheesy, but I truly don't care because I live for this chaotic due.

warning: stupidity maybe

words: 2000ish- probably more. 

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You don't know how but somehow training with Yelena always ended up with you being pinned down on the training mat.

"Fuck" you cursed frustrated as she pinned you down for the 3d time in a row. Yelena laughed before she stood up and held out her hand for you to take.

"I let you win!" You said as she pulled you up.

"Sure you did" she joked.

"Seriously. I let you stomp on my dignity because I have a favor to ask!" you said back, a goofy grin playing on your lips as you passed her one of the water bottles.

"Now, that's gonna be interesting" she said as she sat on the floor, her back facing the wall. She gratefully took the bottle from your hand as she waited for you to talk.

"be my girlfriend" you said. The two of you were always comically stupid, so of course that you said that at the same moment she was taking a gulp from her bottle and of course she choked- and of course you laughed.

"I'm Sorry" the blonde glared at you.

"You're not" she responded in between coughing.

After a few moments, she finally stopped coughing and your laugh dyed out as well.

"You're right. I wasn't." You laughed again and she shoved you playfully.

"So, did you seriously just asked me to be your girlfriend?" She asked. Her lips forming her famous-troubled-maker cheeky grin.

"Well.. my fake girlfriend to be exact" you corrected yourself and she laughed again.

"You know you could've started with that, right?"

"And what's the fun in that?"

You smirked at her, knowing full well she found the random question amusing.

"So Why me, anyway..? - Wait, Let me guess.. kate and carol said no and you're scared of Wanda?"

"Okay first I'm not scared of Wanda, I'm scared of your sister.. there's a difference. And Second; my parents in town.. and I kinda told them I have a girlfriend.."

"Oh, now that's classic" Yelena, obviously, found the situation hilarious and you couldn't blame her since you found this dumb conversation amusing as well.

"Does it mean you'll do it?" You asked.

"Yeah why not" she responded you raised an eyebrow at her waiting for the catch. With Yelena, there's always a catch or at least a stupid comment.

"Yeah. I want to meet the poor souls who had to deal with your stupidity on a daily basis for the last 20 years..."

And here it is. You thought.

"I will punch you" you threaten her.

"Kinky" she smirked.

"Whatever stupid. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8" you said as you got up from the spot next to her.

"Wear something nice"

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The thing about Yelena is that you can never know what to expect. No matter how much time you spent with her, and it was a lot, she somehow still managed to surprise you.

This time was no different. but in her defense, this time the blame is definitely on you. You saw Yelena wear different kinds of outfits, from gear to fancy dresses, yet for some reason, you just didn't expect the other girl to wear a suit, and damn she looked good.

The gray suit fit her perfectly and her long blonde hair was down. She looked painfully beautiful and you couldn't help but stare- and she couldn't help but notice.

She wasn't doing better, on your defense. The blonde checked you out shamelessly before she sent you a smirk "How lucky I am" she joked and you rolled your eyes.

"Very lucky.. and so am i" Yelena smiled at you and held her hand out for you to take.

The ride was short and 15 minutes later you were standing outside the restaurant.

You could feel Yelena's gaze on you as you bit your lip nervously. "It will be alright" she assured you as she interviewed your hands together. "Thank you" you looked at her gratefully "Don't sweat it" she replayed with a soft smile.

That was the thing about Yelena, people always misguided her for someone she wasn't and it always made you mad. God, Of course, she was strong and fierce and brave and absolutely terrifying at times- but She was so much more than that. She was sweet and loyal and caring, and kinda funny (don't tell her) and absolutely beautiful- inside and out. One of your favorite things about her was her shy and sincere smile, which seemed reserved only for you.

"You ready?" She squeezed your hand. you took a small shaky breath before smiling back at her. "As ready as ill ever be"

The restaurant wasn't busy and it didn't take you long to catch your parents in a corner in the far back of the room. Both smiling wide as you walked towards them. Your mother's smile was contagious and you couldn't help but smile back. God, you missed them.

"We've missed you so much" your father said as he hugged you, your mother doing the same.

"I've missed you too" you confessed before tugging Yelena forwards them.

"I'm assuming that's the girlfriend," Your father said and you nodded. God, You were nervous and Yelena could sense it as she reached for your father's hand.

"Yelena." She introduced herself As they shook hands. Her grip firm and her smile dazzling. "I'm Y/D/N and this is my wife Y/M/N" he introduced himself as well.

"Glad to finally meet you. I heard a lot of great things about you" She said with a confident smile.

Both of you could tell the older man was impressed by the blonde and you couldn't help but smile.

"Were happy to finally meet you as well- although we can't say the same since pumpkin over here hasn't said much about you"

Yelena smirked at you as you blushed deeply. You knew she wouldn't let you forget about the nickname. Like, never. "Yeah, it's actually pretty new. It wasn't really planned neither" she explained.

Your mother, God bless her, wasn't the one to shook hands. The moment Yelena was free from your father's grip she found herself in the woman's warm embrace.

"Okay... I think we should start ordering" you said when Yelena was free again. Her cheeks were a bit flushed. The Russian Assassin wasn't used to be hugged and you couldn't help but smile.

The conversation was light, the wine was good and most importantly, your parents loved Yelena. which was understandable considering the fact she was annoyingly charming.

The Yelena that sat next to you with her hand on your lap was the best version the blonde could pull and you felt stupid for being worried in the first place. Yelena led the conversation with politeness, charm, and grace that you never knew she had in her- and your mom seemed impressed. Impressing your dad was even easier- Yelena didn't even have to try, all she had to do was show her intelligence and add some light humor.

After an hour of light and mostly general conversation, amazing food, many embarrassing stories of you on both sides, and 2 glasses of wine, your mom decided to take the conversation into her hands.

"So Yelena. Tell us about yourself."

Oh boy. Now that might be a problem.

"Well... I joined the avengers a few months ago" she explained "Not long after I met your daughter actually," she said simply.

"That's nice, and before that?" The older woman asked.

"I was a freelance.." Yelena gulped. Her hand squeezes yours

"As?" Your mom asked. You knew she didn't try to push Yelena into this corner, she wasn't this kind of person, but she definitely put the blonde on the spot.

"Well... I was involved with the black market and different criminal organizations. Jobs like getting undercover to dig information or well.. getting rid of powerful men in the criminal world.."

Your parent's eyes went wide. Your dad stared at her with wide eyes and your mom cleared her throat.

"I don't do it anymore" she continued. The blonde seemed as nervous as you felt.

"How did you ended up in this line of work? If I may ask?"

"Mom I don't think-" you started and Yelena smiled at you.

"No, It's fine babe.." she said before moving her attention back to your parents "Sometimes life gets you to places where you have to do bad things to survive."

Your dad's expression was unreadable and your mom seemed worried as she glanced at you.

"Yelena and I met when her sister recruited and pulled her out of this life. Yelena is a good person, despite everything she's been through. That's what I love the most about her." You said.

Yelena smiled softly and your parents exchanged looks.

"I'm a different person now" Yelena promised

"We believe you... but I can't help but worry for my daughter, as you can surely understand. What if the people you've been involved with. Try to get to you through Y\N"

Your father asked calmly. Both were taking it better than you expected and you couldn't blame them for being worried.

"Dad. I know it might come as shocking.. but I'm a big girl and I'm well aware of the risk of being involved with Yelena. I need you to trust me when I say that risks, some worse than the mafia, were a part of my life long before we met."

Yelena bit her lip to hold a smile and you interviewed your hands again.

"You're a doctor" your mom argued "I'm a field doctor. Of the avengers." you corrected her. "which means I'm more of capable of taking care of myself."

Your dad nodded softly to your mom before he smiled at you. "You're are.. Don't you?" He laughed. "Mu little pumpkin.." he sIgh and your mother smiled as well

"I just want you to understand that all we want for you is to be safe and happy. And even a blind man can see Yelena gives you that." He sent Yelena a soft smile. Yelena smiled back at him.

"Take care of my daughter.. she's a keeper" your father said firmly.

"She is. And trust me, I will" she promised.

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"Well, that went well" you laughed when you got into the passenger seat. Yelena volunteered to drive which was a relief since you were exhausted.

After the two of you got into your seats the blonde sent you a small smile and took something out of her pocket.

"Is that? A bullet..?" You asked confused as you took the copper cylinder from her hand.

Yelena laughed softly.

"It is. It's the same bullet you stopped me from shooting at Natasha"  she confessed.

"I was in such a bad place back then and I blamed Natasha for it. If it weren't for you things would've been very different now" Yelena whispered

"Yeah, both of you were dead since you would've shot her, and Wanda would've probably hunted you down and kill you" you laughed and Yelena's shoulders relaxed.

"Probably" she said. "But with all seriousness... I was aiming a gun at my own sister and instead of pulling your own gun at me, you decided to shield her with your own body and dare me to shoot you as well. Who does that!?."

"You thought I was insane" you laughed.

"I thought you were stupid, putting your life at risk to save someone fucked up like us! someone like me.." She confessed and it downed on you.

No matter what happened or how many good things Yelena had done in her life, she couldn't let go of who she was trained to be. She still blamed herself for all the terrible things she did back at the red room and she constantly tried to get closure by doing the exact opposite- which was probably the reason she killed all these bad men in the first place. But then Natasha came back for her, and Yelena blamed her for leaving her behind to live with the things they did. She felt betrayed and broken, and Natasha's return only made it worse. Like she was just pitting her broken sister.

"All I know is that the Yelena I stood up to and the Natasha I saved that day were not the villains the red room tried to create." You whispered.

"You truly believed that? Even then?" Yelena was crying softly and you cupped her cheek.

"Especially then! I know you don't see it, but I'm here to remind you, you're a good person. Truly. You have a good heart- and I've seen it"

Yelena's cheeks were stained with tears, her eyes red and puffy and her famous crooked smile was plastered on her lips.

"And that's why you love me?"

She was a mess just like back then- when she was aiming a gun at her own sister as who she thought she was and who she truly is were fighting for dominance.

She was tragically beautiful and scared both then and now, yet somehow at the same time, she was more sure and confident than ever before. And I guess that what life is all about. Sometimes, things start to make sense only when everything else doesn't.

"Wasn't it obvious, stupid?" You said and stroked her cheek carefully as she melted into your touch.

Yelena smiled before kissing your hand softly, without breaking eye contact with you.

"You're the stupid one and you know it. Taking an assassin as your dinner date." She joked and you nodded and looked briefly at her lips.

"Well, stupid or not, I still manage to get a kiss at the end of it." Yelena laughed and got closer to you.

"Yeah you did" she whispered and kissed you.

And that was the thing about Yelena. She was good and kind and loyal. And a damn good kisser.

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