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leosmaxromanoff · 8 months

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Summary: What if in order to protect what you love you have to stray from the path you have always followed?

Warnings: Heavy Angst, goodbyes, mentions of death and blood, depression, grief, Genocide, Hanahaki, Reader is lost, Reader needs a hug, Talokan is gone. English isn't my first language. Men & Minor DNI || Not reader proof.

Pairing: WandaNat x Talokanil!Reader

Words Count: 3.6k

A/N: Did I got more traumatized after seeing Getou and Gojo finally animated? Yes. Did I wrote this to cpe with it? Yes.

“Are you sure about this?”

The look that Gamora gave you made you chuckle. Of course, it wasn’t the wisest decision, but you knew it was something that needed to be done. You looked back at her and gave her a sweet smile, unfortunately, it didn’t get your eyes.

“We need to see the light at some point, right?”

Change.

That was the only thing you were not able to adapt yet. If you ever had the choice to stop it you would take it without any doubt, without even thinking about the consequences. Most people would say it wasn’t right, in the end, change was something that kept things interesting and the world and universe moving and evolving. Change allowed people to grow on themselves and become something else, sometimes it would be for a better version of themselves and others it would be the contrary. The not so fortunate cases would become their worst version of themselves.

But for you, changes, had not been as kind as anyone could expect. Changes were the things that had you standing in this position on the first place. You were the guardian of an ancient civilization. You were the right hand of your king, and more recently, you were an Avenger. Having the power to guide the souls to the other side, and using their souls as your personal army, you had become one of the most important and useful members on the organization.

That was until two days ago.

Now you were the top of the most wanted by S.H.I.E.L.D. and your future with them would only include yourself being restrained and made the test subject inside the lowest level of The Raft.

Everything you had built in the last year had come crashing down so fast that you mind was still searching the point where everything had gone wrong. The anger was something you were getting used to, but the guilt was a whole different thing. It was present at the front of your mind making you aware of the death dreams you had taken away with their hopes. The roots starting to show on your right arm were the living proof of this. Behind your skin they were growing with the guilt. The night before you had to ask for Gamora and Namora’s help when the buds of cempasúchil began to open your skin to sprout.

They would grow on your heart and lungs as long as the people you loved didn’t correspond your affection, but something that no one told you was that it could grow with a heavy loss. So now you were walking under the freezing air and the cold snow in the streets of New York waiting to see them for at least now, the last time.

With the low temperature you started to feel the tips of your fingers and toes going numb, maybe it wasn’t the best decision going out only with a pair of pants, convers and a black sweatshirt, but it wasn’t as if you were exactly paying any attention to that to begin with. When you looked the people walking besides you, the fist thing you noticed where the smiles on their faces followed by the tint of red on their cheeks and the happiness in their eyes. The kid on his father’s arms was pointing at the biggest advertisements changing on the walls of Times Square. He would pat his father’s head and his mother’s shoulder to show them whatever thing attracted his attention. On the other hand, the couple beside you were taking a selfie showing building at the center of the Square. Before you could take another step, your legs stopped abruptly as you felt the roots on your right arm starting to squeeze it as it moved forward to the base of your hand, you held your arm against your chest and walking between the crowd you let your body fell against one of the free walls you found.

Taak ulak k’iin, yóol tiʼ Amikoo.

(See you later, faithful friend)

Namor's words began to echo inside your mind like a scratched record not leaving any space for other thoughts. His child's eyes full of innocence and love was the next thing your brain put in front of you. Remembering his last laugh, you forgot how to breathe again. Your nose kept trying to pull air into your lungs, but your organ was painfully resisting your will. It seemed like any air you accomplished to get inside would disappear the moment it reached your lungs. Feeling the sweat starting to flow on your forehead, you knew you didn’t have enough time to deal with this for now. Ignoring the echoes of their laughs, you moved your head to the front and without hesitation you crashed the back against the wall. The pain made the regretful memories go away but instead now you had blood running down your neck.

When you finally got up, you walked until you saw a familiar figure resting against one of the statues on the Square.

Seeing her struggle with her hair you approached her with a soft smile on your face. Maybe some things don’t really have to change.

“Hey Hawkniss!”

When Kate looks up you saw a train of emotions passing through her eyes, starting with surprise, followed by relief to finish with doubt. Taking one of the hair bands off your wrist, you extended you hand so she could take it.

“You always forget this when you go out, I thought I told you to always bring one?” You say with a lighthearted tone. Kate rolls her eyes as she accepts the hair band and lets her head fall a little to the front while she accommodates her hair in a ponytail.

“You know S.H.I.E.L.D put an arrest warrant against you right?” They way she says it makes you look at her, the joking tone on her voice is only a façade for the worry in her eyes. “The things they are saying…” Her voice breaks mid-sentence as she moves her gaze to the kids running a few steps away from the both of you, but you know exactly what she’s asking.

You move closer to her and bumping your shoulder softly against hers you try for her to look at you again.

“You can ask, I’ve never lied before.”

“Is it true?” She looks at you with hope in her eyes, her heart fighting her mind and possibly the images and files Fury already showed her and the rest of the team. For a brief moment you imagine how that reunion went. The faces full of surprise and disbelief of everyone you had been once close to. The reaction of those who never trusted you and those who trusted you a little more than they should have. Then you were fill with the two pair of green eyes you once loved.

“Unfortunately, it is all true.”

You hear the gasp and see how her body tenses.

“Why?” She grabs the borders of the statue as she tries to avoid your eyes.

“They continue to put the sails in the same place no matter how much the wind keeps blowing them out. I just want to move the candles around. I seek a world where at the end of the road the only thing we find is not the bodies of our companions. It only happens to be that some ‘insects’ are blocking the way."

“You have lost your mind.” Kate looks at you in disbelief.

“I’m not looking for approval.” You shrug your shoulders as you look at the sky. “And I don’t expect anyone to understand either.”

You feel how she starts to move her hand towards her ear, and you smile.

“You sound just like any other delusional villain we have fought before.” She makes a pause before the person at the other side of the comm answer her call. “She’s here at Times Square. She’s dressed as a civilian.” You guess the person on the other side is reprimanding her when she answers. “Are you crazy? She can break my neck in a blink of an eye!”

“How is it possible that you are that skinny and that fucking strong?”

You look at Peter with a mix of emotions as your brain tries to process the fact that a teenage boy just kicked your ass and probably broke one of your ribs.

“Well, you know… I eat a lot of vegetables and do a lot of excercis-“ Before he can even finish you throw one of your shoes at him.

“Don’t you dare come up with your “Friendly neighbor” persona right no- Ouch!” You were pointing at him when your body fell backward as the pain of your now officially broken ripped made its presence. When he approached you saw the panic in his eyes, and you felt a little guilty for your reaction. “Don’t make that look. I’ve fought since you weren’t even born, I should have been more careful and shouldn’t have underestimated you.” You extended your hand towards him and after a few seconds, he helps you to get on your feet again.

“I’m sorry, I should have measure better the strength I use…”

“It’s fine, I only got hurt because you got me there. I thought you were using your full force back then, but now that I know you are capable of more, next time I will not pull my punches.” You smile at him before pulling him towards your side and patting his head jokingly.

“Hey! Stop! I’m not a kid!” He says as he tries to free himself from your little attack against his hair.

“I will always see you as a kid. Kid.” You give him a soft smile begore letting go of his head. Deciding the training was finalize for the day, you started to take your things before leaving the training room, but a popping on your mind, you turned to look at Peter again. “Why did you join The Avengers?”

The question comes out of your mouth before you can even think about how it might come as intrusive and as seeing how Peter flinches a little you know you screw up, but when he starts walking with his phone in hand, you become embarrassed as you see the picture of a man smiling as his background.

“He was my uncle Ben. He died the day I got my powers when a thief shot him on the stomach.”

“Peter I-“

“Don’t worry. I guess if I see a 15-year-old guy risking his life instead of partying I would make myself the same question.” He shrugs his shoulders as he puts his phone away. “I guess… It’s just that when you can do the things that I can, but you don’t, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you. In the end is just an everyday decision. It is a leap of faith.”

When he looks at you the weight of his determination strikes you as a bucket of cold water. You had known this kid for months now, but before now, you didn’t notice the weight he was carrying on his shoulders. And when he turns around for you to follow him, you see how his back looks bigger than before.

“ ‘With great power comes great responsibility.’ That was the last thing my uncle Ben said to me. Since then, I didn’t try to save the world, but I tried to save one person, and after meeting all this people with the same goal as me… I decided to protect them too. In the end, it is a weight we all carry, but it is easier when you are not the only one doing it.”

“Tell me it isn’t true!” You hear Wanda’s voice coming from behind, her voice is a little agitated, but you can’t understand if it is because of the news or because she came running. “Y/N! Don’t you dare take another step forward!”

Giving a final step, you stopped in the middle of the moving crowd. The red and yellow lights from the signal of Mc Donalds were the ones reflecting on you as the words to start the end of this chapter came to your mind.

“Fury already showed you the files, and I already confessed to Kate. Are you underestimating me that much?”

“That’s not good enough reason for killing 16,000 people!” Wanda´s voice comes out as a scream, making some people to make some distance from herself. “That’s not something Peter or Namor would want for you! Did you really had to kill May and Bobby to reach your goal!?”

Please don’t hate them so much. Namor’s words only made the roots in your heart sting.

“How can I be fair if I start making exceptions from the beginning? Their deaths won’t be in vain.” You said nonchalantly.

“You said you would protect those who couldn’t protect themselves! You swore you wouldn’t kill without any good reason! This is not a good enough reason, and it doesn’t make any fucking sense!”

“It makes sense, and it has a cause as well. If you don’t understand or approve it… It isn’t my problem anymore.”

“What sense does it make to kill people to protect us!?” You feel your chest aching as the frustration in her voice becomes more noticeable. “We protect people, we do not kill them Y/N! We have the power to protect them so that’s why we do it! You can’t kill everyone just to achieve something as worthless as that.”

Wanda. Natasha.

“You are so full of yourself, aren’t you?” The harshness in your voice made her take a step back. “It is so easy for you to undermine everyone’s effort because you can do what everyone already does, isn’t it?” You said with a distant tone.

I´m sorry. I don’t now what else to do to make it all stop.

“What the hell are you talking about!?” Wanda was blindsided by your words. A lot of questions were forming around her head, but she didn’t have any answer to any of them. Since when were you feeling this way?

“You could turn your wrist or snap your fingers and you could turn the world around as you see fit…”

I thought I had the strength to face whatever it came my way as long as I were with you both, but I’m so tired of having this much blood in my hands…

For the first time in months, you finally looked at her. And for the first time in months, she saw you.

The woman that had appeared in front of her and Natasha a year ago was nowhere to be found. You had the same hair and the same eyes, you had the same pointing ears and the same wrinkles around your eyes, but the look you had, was nowhere near the proudest and righteous person she had given her heart to.

“Wanda, can you hear me? Where are you both? I don’t see you.” Natasha’s voice came through the comm, but she couldn’t bring herself to respond. The tone of your skin was paler as the clothes that once were hers and Natasha now were fitting you looser than before. But what finally broke her heart was the disdain plastered in your eyes. You were right in front of her but there was no track of the love of her life in there. Right now, the only thing she was seeing was a shell of your former self.

"Are you trying to break the will of others to do something that you would be able to do?”

I’m tired of sending the souls of the people I care to the other side. How long, before it will be the turn of either of the two of you?

With numbness in your heart, you looked at her with your gaze completely lost. This was the final step to finally begin with the final act. There would be no coming back after today, and there was no coming back after the lives you had already taken.

“Detka, please just listen to me…” Wanda pleaded with desperation in her voice, but not even her trembling body made you back down.

We keep entrusting our lives to people that only see us as weapons and will turn their backs from us the moment we make a mistake.

You saw the way the snow was resting softly against her soft hair and how beautiful she looked, as her cheeks were now completely flushed from the low temperatures the weather was providing. Some part of you wished you could also see Natasha for the last time, but you were grateful she wasn´t here right now. Would you change your mind if the both of you were here with you?

The group, you both, keep putting your trust in them…

“Are you The Scarlet Witch because you are Wanda Maximoff? Or are you Wanda Maximoff because you are The Scarlet Witch?”

That’s why I can’t trust any of you, so I have to do this alone.

“Stop…”

“If I were you and had your powers, would you think the same about my stupid resolve?” You looked at your hands as the roots started to grow around your fingers, but not even they could stop you from making your final move. “I have decided what I want to do with my life. You can mock this leap of faith I’m making; I’m not expecting anyone’s approval.”

When you noticed Natasha’s presence getting closer, you decided it was already time to go away. Without waiting for any response, you looked at Wanda for the last time before finally removing yourself from their lives. You took in the way her teary eyes were looking at you and the way her freezing breath came out of her mouth, you notice the way her lips were moving trying to look for the right words, and how her eyes fading away the beautiful green just to become completely green.

This is the decision I’ve made and the leap of faith I’m making.

“Y/N! Wait! Malysh!” You look at Natasha and how she’s struggling to get to you between the crowd, but for the first time in months, you were grateful it was ending this way.

I don’t want to save the world; I just want to save just my people.

The roots and flowers on your chest were struggling to comprehend the consistency between your actions and your emotions. Turning around you started to walkaway leaving Natasha to deal with the people surrounding her and Wanda standing up in the middle of the street looking as you walk away. Your senses peak the moment you feel Wanda’s magic to surround her but the only way they could stop you now is if they stop your heart, and for that, you are also prepared.

“You can arrest me or kill me for all I care… That would also make sense...”

“Wanda told me I could find you here.”

Natasha looked over her shoulder and after seeing the identity of the man, she returned to look the name of the grave inf front of her.

“So, how are you hanging on?”

“Is Tony Stark showing care for someone else apart from himself?” She said, her face full of apathy.

“I won’t take it personally Romanoff, don’t worry.”

Tony took of his coat and sat next to Natasha. The past few months had been difficult for everyone with the numerous losses and funerals they had attended, and your defection from the group was the lowest punch they had received. The union they once had was now completely nonexistent as Thor and Loki decided to return to Asgard and Clint decided to leave to be with his family. Steve went back to Wakanda to help Bucky find amore peaceful life and Wanda and Natasha were lost without you. They wouldn’t even spend time together anymore as they both decided it was best to go to every mission the got with the hope they would see you, even if it was on the contrary side of the law, but even that would be enough for them.

“I don’t need your bullshit right now.”

“God, you need to take care of your words, we have minors here.”

“How can you be like this after everything that has happened?” Natasha started to play with the grass under her shoes. She would play with everything just to avoid the concern in Tony’s eyes.

“I’m not.” Tony let out a sigh before looking at the grave. “I’m mad and I feel useless. I have made many armors, but it seems that not matter how many I make it would never be enough to protect the people I care. I have the greatest artificial intelligence in the world, and I couldn’t even get enough information about that mission…” When Tony’s voice quivered Natasha finally looked at the man in front of her but as it was now days, the shell of the man she once knew too. “There´s not a single day that I don’t feel guilt about his death. Maybe if he hadn’t died Y/N would still be here. Thor would be still here… Steve would be here…”

Not knowing what to do or say, the only thing Natasha did was resting her head against Tony shoulder as both kept staring at the grave.

In loving memory of Peter Parker,

The best nephew. The best friend. The best hero.

The amazing Spider-Man“We all have powers of one kind or another.”

A/N: I hope you all like this.

Dividers & final image: @/jaysdividers

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waitingonher · 4 months

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because i love you — [hoo boys headcanons]

summary: your "thing" with the hoo boys!

author's note: in honor of the pjo series coming out today,,have this rlly rlly short draft from earlier this year! xoxo

percy jackson — doodling on him

“give me your hand.”

“yes ma’am.”

minutes pass as you doodle gods know what onto percy’s hand. you always resort to this whenever the camp head counselor's meeting begins late—which seems to be every meeting—and giving percy "tattoos" certainly kills time. last meeting, you drew a can of beans and the time before that, was a bouquet of tulips. so honestly his guess being a pair of socks this time isn’t too far of a reach.

“okay, done,” you release his hand, a proud smile gracing your features, “cute right?”

he quirks a brow upon seeing the drawing, “is that…” percy turns his head to the side, gaining better perspective, “is that a flying fish?”

“wow, you’re good,” you say, giving him a nod of approval, “although, last time you did say that my can of beans looked like a roll of toilet paper…”

your boyfriend throws his hands in the air, “in my defense, you used a shitty pen so it was hard to tell.”

“whatever.”

jason grace — sewing your initials on his clothes

“hi love,” jason says, plopping down beside you on the couch. you give him a bright smile as he places a gentle kiss on your head, “almost done?”

nodding proudly, you hold up his pair of jeans to show him your work: your initials sewn onto a corner of his back pocket, “yup, just finished actually! what do you think of the color? i think you bought the thread for me on our second date. but i totally forgot i had it until i went digging in my supply box.”

a grin plasters itself on jason’s face as he nods his head in realization, “i knew the color seemed familiar. i remember wondering why a tiny spool of thread was so expensive. but it’s perfect, i love it,” he kisses your cheek, “all my friends are gonna be so jealous that they don’t have their girlfriends’ initials sewn onto their clothes.”

you laugh as you imagine jason vehemently bragging about his jeans to all his friends, “tell them i’m charging $50 if they want me to do theirs,” you wink.

“we’d make more than the stolls’ and their smuggling business if we did that,” he laughs, admiring your work once more. who knew that having your initials on his pants would have such an affect on him, “also, can you do my sweaters and my other jeans?"

you raise a brow, "i might have to start charging you at this point."

leo valdez — impromptu fashion shows

“wow!” you clap enthusiastically, “your outfit even puts paris fashion week outfits to shame!” yes, because a rainbow checkered crop top with a humongous green tutu and a pink boa paired with insanely skinny stilettos beats any and all high fashion runway outfits, “now, leo valdez, can you give us a few words about your new clothing line? and possibly a bit about what it’s like to be so amazingly talented?” you inquire, raising an invisible microphone to his mouth.

leo oh-so humbly bows and rises with a proud grin, “thank you, thank you, but i honestly must give all credit towards my beautiful muse, y/n, she’s the inspiration behind my new line. and about being so talented, it really is such hard work to be this naturally gifted.”

“ooh, do tell about this ‘y/n.’ i’ve never heard of her but she does sound absolutely gorgeous!” you exclaim, keeping up with the act.

your boyfriend nods firmly, “oh yes, she’s very, very, very beautiful,” adding a playful wink, “but i must say, she has the worst morning breath i’ve ever encountered!”

your smile drops and you squint your eyes, “i’m going to choke you with that stupid ugly boa if you don’t take that back right now.”

“uh ma’am,” leo backs up nervously, clutching his boa, “i’m going to have to call security if you threaten me again.”

"i'm seriously going to kill you."