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l-artemisia-del-secolo · 3 years

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Whistle

Yelena Belova x reader, oneshot, mentions of Natasha's death, angst, hopefully ending, took a few liberties with Yelena's fake family

You woke up alone. Again. Third time during the last two weeks. Even with your eyes closed, you knew she wasn't around. Familiar anxiety was already crawling under your skin, coming up to your throat.

Cold floor, soft fabrics of the robe, click of a lamp. Exactly the same occurances and exactly in the same order.

And then you heard it. That damn whistle. Harmless by itself but so critical for you both. For Yelena it was a constant reminder of something terrible, that she never shared with you. For you it was an indication that this very moment your girl was drowning in pain and regrets you couldn't possibly fathom.

Trying not to wake up your dogs, you followed the note. Yelena was sitting in the kitchen, staring blankly at the half full bottle of vodka, she didn't even bother to use a glass. Smoldering cigarette in her hand and who knew how many already burnt ones in the ashtray.

"Oh, isn't it my favourite girl?"

You could barely understand her. Her usually adorable accent became so much thicker. You were surprised she didn't attack you with her favourite Russian curse words. Maybe everything wasn't as bad.

"Yes, I'm here."

You wanted to get her at least a glass and clean the ashtray, but Yelena caught you with her free hand. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Nowhere, I'm with you." You let her hug you. "How are you?"

"Great. Don't you see it?" She smiled in your chest.

"Yeah, I do."

You started massaging her scalp, carefully trying to bring her back to you from that whistle.

"You're so good, girl." She moaned. "I'm sorry, I woke you up."

"It's ok." You felt her grip on your back tightening. "Nightmares again?"

"Yes."

"Wanna talk?"

"Nope."

Sometimes you were wondering how strong this woman actually was. Being able to overcome so many obstacles, so many enemies and still being able to show her vulnerable side. Fighting, surviving, sharing a life with someone. You admired her. And you hated the world for making this woman suffer so much.

"How long have you been here?"

"Well." She looked at the bottle. "An hour or something."

Not long enough for her to get really drunk. But enough for her to muffle the memories.

"How are so warm?" Her nails were already digging in your skin.

"How are you so adorable?" You kissed her forehead. "Let me go, Lena. I'm going to make us coffee. Since it's already 5 a.m."

"Fine." She reluctantly freed you.

"Oh, and no more smoking."

As an answer Yelena mumbled something inaudible. But it was Russian and it wasn't a praise.

When she returned from the bathroom, she already felt better. Cold water helped her to sober up a little.

When she came back her cup of coffee was waiting for her.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." You were already sipping yours.

"I can only imagine how much you hate me right now." Yelena preferred not to look at you at all, already feeling the guilt.

"Don't say that. I'm worried about you. You're sleeping less, drinking more, being somewhere very far from here. How long will you be able to go on like this?"

"I don't know. It's just...maybe it's because of the anniversary or..."

"Anniversary of what?"

Yelena saw genuine concern in your eyes, heard it in your tone, felt it for months in your touches. She had to tell you. What if it freed her, what if it helped her to cope with the loss. She couldn't handle it on her own any more.

"In three days. I promise, I'll explain everything."

Those three days were so ordinary. With routines and talks, and reality. Both of you carefully avoided the subject. Until Yelena told you to get ready.

She didn't tell you where you were going, remaining silent for hours. Seeing her like this was devastating. But from time to time Yelena glanced at you as if to remember she wasn't alone.

You don't know how many hours you spent on the road. It didn't matter, once you got to your destanation.

A graveyard. Yelena never told you about this. Never told you about deaths of her close people, you were not even sure she had them.

When you were about to enter it, she whistled as if to hear something in return. But she only heard rustle of leaves.

You held her hand, interwining fingers. Her veins needed to be filled with trust and love, yours with her despair and fear.

She looked at you and nodded. Your walk took around 20 minutes, when Yelena suddenly stopped. You followed her gaze to the one of the tombstones.

Natasha Romanoff. Of course you knew who that was. Everybody knew. A hero who saved you all, a woman who defeated pure evil. Her and Tony's monuments were in every big city. But apparently this was her real grave. Or rather symbolic one. You knew Yelena had her ties with Avengers, but she never told you she knew Natasha.

"Daughter, sister, Avenger."

Sister. Natasha was the sister from Yelena's dreams, the one whom she so loudly was searching for. Not the metaphorical black widow from the same mission.

"I'm sorry, I never told you about her. She was a part of a past long forgotten." Yelena regretted, she didn't bring you here before. How could she be so ignorant to think, you could make it worse for her.

"Your sister."

"Yes. Adopted one. We didn't have much time together. She just had to save the world, you know?"

"She was a hero. The one others aspire to be."

You walked closer. Now you could see all the flowers and toys, and letters, and candles, and who knew what else.

Yelena got down on her knees and whispered something. She was greeting her sister, was telling that she was not alone. Not anymore.

"She would be proud of you. You've come a long way since the old days." You carefully avoided all the mentions of the Red Room.

"I hope so. Red on the ledger. That's how she used to call it."

"You whistle to her?" You knelt down to Yelena's level.

"Yes. That's a stupid thing from childhood. Whenever she whistled back, I knew I had a family to come to. With my fake mother being the mastermind of the mind control and fake father being a jerk, Natasha was the only family I had. Do you think... you think... one day we can become a family?"

This question caught you off guard. You never talked about it. You loved Yelena deeply, but you were not sure she was ready for such commitments.

The pause was too long. Yelena could read the doubts in your look.

"It's not because I need a replacement or something. I thought about it a lot. And I'm ready to have a responsibility."

"Are you sure?" You didn't want to give to both of you false hope.

"I know, I'm far from perfect. But... yes, a family."

"A family. I want it with you." How could you say no to her. To the woman you already knew, you wanted to spend your life with.

"And you will always whistle me back?"

"Always."

#broken Yelena is such an interesting character #like the girl next door is great #but with her experiences she has so much storytelling potential #black widow 2021 #black widow fic #marvel self insert #yelena belova #yelena belova fanfiction #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x you

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polarb2709 · 5 years

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How Marvel Destroys Character Arcs. Part One: Black Widow

*SPOILERS AHEAD FOR ENDGAME*

Posting here and on my blog (link in bio).

It’s a long one. I’m getting to Cap and Romanogers later, don’t worry, ya’ll.

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What is a good story?

When you sit down to open a novel or get a ticket for a movie, how do you know that what you read or what you watched was a "good" story? Examples often help. For me, THE STAND is a good story. LOTR is a good story. GONE WITH THE WIND. COWBOY BEBOP. HALLOWEEN. STAR WARS EPS 4, 5, and 6. They are all good stories (in my opinion). I could go on, but you get the picture.

Screenwriters, novelists -- they'll say that regardless of the context, there are common elements to a good story. The act structure is an example of this. An act ends when a character (usually the protagonist) makes an irreversible change. Think of Michael Corleone when he decides to shoot the mobsters in the restaurant in THE GODFATHER -- up to that point he had been the moral upright son in a family hindered with morality issues. Or in WONDER WOMAN when she leaves the island for the first time. Frodo when he chooses to take the ring to Mordor. I think you get the picture, right? Each of these decisions spark incredibly great character change. And remember: that change is irreversible. There is no going back then. The experiences that happen to the character -- and more importantly, the internal changes about who they are, how they see themselves, others, and the world -- cannot be undone.

Which brings us to the MCU....

From this point forward... MAJOR SPOILER WARNING!

...Okay?

...Okay.

I should pause here and say: "Before we get started, does anybody want to get out?"

This is going to be long. And this is going to be geared toward Captain America and Black Widow; there are other characters in Endgame that did not get their due (I'm thinking of the complete glossing over how Hulk turned into Professor Hulk), but for the purposes of this post, I will focus on the two characters who I felt were maimed throughout Endgame in terms of character arc. And why. I think that's really important to highlight. Why did the writers choose to do this? It's a question that I don't think has been asked from a writer's point of view.

To give some context: I am a published novelist. I wrote a little sci-fi novel that was picked up by EDGE Science Fiction and Fantasy Publishing. Since then, I've helmed the screenplay for an upcoming neo noir psychological thriller video game. I am the sole writer and co-creator. And since I like to think I'm a writer worth my salt, I got my hands on every screenplay book I could find to make that what I was crafting made sense from a story perspective. Why? Because how you write stories for the big screen differs greatly from crafting them in paper form. It's about dialogue. It's about structure. It's about conflict. And you guessed it, it's about arcs. I am not here to say my word is the golden rule on this. Many people -- including many writers -- will disagree with what I'm about to say -- and that's fair. But the writer in me is screaming after watching some of the decisions in the screenplay, and so I do the only thing I can do: write about it.

PART ONE

Black Widow:

"I got red in my ledger. I'd like to wipe it out."

This is the first quote (that I can think of) from Black Widow in which we as the viewers get a sense of her backstory. It occurs in a great scene between her and Loki -- the conflict in the scene couldn't be higher, which always lends to great scenes and character growth -- and ends with Black Widow "winning." But at what cost? Scarlett Johansson does a fantastic job at conveying the subtle shift when BW goes from cold assassin to letting a little part of herself through. Loki lost, but he had gotten to her. And no one gets to Black Widow right?

The problem isn't this scene. It's that it is the first scene we really get at Black Widow's capacity to solve problems her counterparts cannot, and it is the first scene we learn more about her, that we learn to empathize with her. It shouldn't have been. Her introduction was in Iron Man 2, as the seductive and sexy assistant to Pepper Potts, where she plays a character who advances the plot for the male protagonist. For most of the movie, we, the audience, wonder if she's coming onto Tony Stark or really what her purpose is in the film -- until she's side by side Nick Fury in the donut shop. She's been sent undercover to watch Tony's movements, and it's only at the end of the movie that we see her showcase her abilities. By the end of the IM2, we know two things about BW: she can kick ass and she's an assassin, madly skilled at seduction. That's it. That's not enough. Not if she's going to be part of a team which includes the God of Thunder, Captain America, Hulk, and Iron Man (Hawkeye has yet to be introduced either).

It would have been nice to see BW solve a problem her counterparts could not in IM2. That way we would have gotten an introduction to the character that allowed us to put our faith in her as having her own bonafide superhero status despite not having a robotic suit or summoning lightning from the clouds or having super serum or gamma radiation (and to show that she has more to her than advancing Tony's arc). How? Simple. Remember that scene where she and Happy infiltrated the facility, chasing after Ivan Vanko? Wonder if instead of him being gone when she busted down the door, she had to go toe to toe with him, with his armor on? The same Ivan Vanko who nearly killed Tony in his suit. We'd immediately have the impression that BW has something other superheroes don't despite any extra help. The scene would likely end with Ivan escaping, barely, and BW alerting Tony of his departure, but it would give us the lasting impression that without any armor, lightning, serum, or radiation, she can go toe to toe with the biggest baddies.

Flash forward to the "red ledger" scene. This supposedly is the arc that is completed when she sacrifices her life in endgame for her "family," the avengers. It's a good arc. We can understand it. "Hey, I have so much red the only way I can make it up to people is to give my life for others." Yeah... that arc works only if Marvel: The Avengers was followed up by Infinity War and Endgame, and did not have Winter Soldier, Ultron, and Civil War before it. It's almost as if the writers ignored the character development of those three movies for her and the rest of the OG6. Those three movies moved Natasha's arc forward and backward and forward again -- and more importantly: in a different direction.

Winter Soldier found BW paired with Cap, which centered around themes of trust and the truth. It was a perfect set up for conflict. BW fluid in truth and distrustful. Cap having an unbending moral compass and in a complete pursuit of the truth and honesty. The two have to work together, on the run. BW, however, once again becomes the character in a movie that moves the plot forward for a male protagonist. And here we still only get a fraction of her background and, of course, it centers around a description of the main villain and is used as an info dump for the viewer (the scene where Steve and her are at the candy machine).

But the "I have red in my ledger" is addressed: at the end of the movie, BW accepts that others will know the truth about her by releasing Hydra's secrets which include everything about her as well. She and Steve have an intimate moment where she says "I thought I knew whose lies I was telling..." hinting that BW wants something more than this, that she thought she was doing something more, that she was changing, only to find herself back in the same pattern. She breaks that pattern when she releases the files to the public and exposes everyone. And her and Steve move past a work relationship into something more...

The point is, the fact that Black Widow had the emotional strength to release her secrets to the public means she had to accept them herself. The red in my ledger arc would be finished. And we as an audience can relate to it. Everyone has dark stuff in their history, and everyone knows how hard it would be to let the world see it. It takes acceptance and strength to do that. It was brilliant. The beauty of being human is accepting our mistakes and moving past them, forgiving yourself. At the end of WS, I thought BW had.

And then came AoU. If BW's character hadn't been hit badly enough, AoU sets up the "I'm a monster" scene, in which she views herself as broken because she was sterilized. The destruction of her arc here has been beat to death by critics and feminists around so I'm not going to dig too deep into it, but I will say that we're now five or six movies in and we still have her as a foil for our male heroes. She's relegated to a prize, with a beauty and the beast metaphor crap that leaves a bad taste in our mouths. And she needed to be rescued, my goodness. How wonderful would it have been if she had fought Ultron and gotten out of there herself? See, even without her own movie, there are moments where we could have seen her be her own and not beholden to a man. Worse, we have lines like: "I'm always cleaning up after you boys..." that cement that Natasha is going to become a surrogate mother to the group. It's embarrassing for her as a character, because instead of an opportunity to come into her own, her identity will now be defined by "her boys."

Civil War finds her on this path. The only significant choice she makes is the one in which she betrays IM for Steve Rogers -- another choice to move the plot forward for a male protagonist. Good for her character arc, but still. Infinity war hits, and we are told that her and Steve have been hiding out underground. We see her take more of a leadership role, watching over Wanda and Vision, joining Steve and BP on making decisions. It's wonderful. She's not as beholden to anyone.

Which brings us to Endgame.

After the 5 year time jump we find her holding down the fort at the facility, trying to find any way to fix the snap. During that time we witness the others grieve and Hawkeye slaughter innocents. The writers firmly plant her in the motherly role, even describing them as her family. She goes out to get Hawkeye. The two are then assigned to go to Vormir to get the soul stone. We know what's going to happen: one of them has to die. Given everything I've said so far, should we really be surprised that what happened actually happened? Hawkeye, who wasn't even in infinity war and who managed to slaughter several innocent people, winds up alive at the bottom of that pool instead of Natasha. Once again, she's a foil for a male protagonist's arc. Once again, her character is depicted as LESS than the rest. And worse, she also views herself as less, citing a character regression back to the red ledger scene and the sterilization. "I'm a monster, and since I still view myself as a monster, and have red in my ledger, here's what I know I can do. I can die for my family." As if somehow Hawkeye's life is worth more than hers. Well, actually, to the writers: it is, and it always has been: BW has always been depicted as less than the other avengers -- and for no reason.

This is seen in the aftermath, after Hawkeye returns. We get the worst line ever uttered by Tony Stark: "Did she have any family?"

Seriously.

You spent years with her and you don't know that? No one knows anything about the supposed mother figure that took care of the avengers for the last 5 years, that sacrificed her life to save millions? She doesn't even get a funeral. And Steve Rogers sheds a tear but doesn't say anything else about her. This would have been a great scene for Tony and Steve to have it out. Steve who spent the last decade with her. Steve who had his butt saved by her in Civil War. Steve who was fortunate enough to have her visit him after Peggy died, saying "I didn't want you to be alone." Steve could have really let us, the audience, know how important Nat was to the avengers, instead we get an argument between Clint and Thor. The scene falls flat for a very simple reason: how can you convey to an audience how important this character is to the other characters when that said character has always played second fiddle to them?

Long story short: she was discarded, like she had been for the prior movies. And that's when you realize that BW wasn't a motherly figure at all to the rest of the avengers (and it's writers/directors): she was a glorified secretary until someone better (e.g., Captain Marvel) came along. They had six movies with BW in it. And in those six movies writers were unable to move her arc forward at all. They placed her in a motherly figure for "her boys" and like a mother, she made the sacrifice for them.

How should it have ended with Nat? Hawkeye should have died, paying for his past mistakes and a chance for his family to live again. Meanwhile, Nat should have embraced her role as a leader more (like infinity war), and viewed herself worthy enough of being alive. Picking up from Winter Soldier, it should have gone: "my secrets are out, time to live in the truth that I know who I am." And then take over SHIELD for Fury. She deserved to be at the final fight with the OG6. She deserved to see her work be paid off. She deserved so much more.

Sigh...

You know I get it. Feige and the marvel crew were unsure of how audiences would take to Black Widow, which is why the hesitancy of giving her a standalone movie to start...well actually I don't. That argument kind of falls flat when you consider that they chose RDJ for Tony Stark and gave him an entire movie to develop his character when RDJ had been in MIA (mostly rehab and jail) for the last decade and a half. Scarlett wasn't as big as she is now, but she was still well known. With the upcoming BW movie, my only hope is they give her a movie that lets her come into her own, which is why a prequel once again would be a disservice, because it only serves a story that's already happened, and that story spent the last ten years treating her as an afterthought.

#romanogers #black widow #capwidow #captasha

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wanna-see-my-lease · 7 years

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Voices - Chapter 1 - Origin

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Summary: You had gone through the Red Room training, and now were a Master of the Mystic Arts. But as time went on you ended up joining the Avengers in saving the world more than once. But you never would have thought that your biggest battle yet would be with your own heart.

Pairing: Doctor Stephen Strange x Reader, Tony Stark x Reader, Loki x Reader, Avengers x Reader

Warnings: Can we just have a warning that covers everything including spoilers?

A/N: I started writing this back on July 10th 2017. As a result, I wanted to make sure I was over half finished before posting it. I do hope that you enjoy it. Also, a huge shout out to @emilyymichelle for being my beta reader and helping me when I ended up with writers block. Also a shout out to @phil-coulson-trash for helping with writers block. You two are amazing!

Also check out this song: Voices by Celtic Thunder; it was a major inspiration for this story.

Chapter 1 – Origin

The Red Room. A top secret Soviet brainwashing and training program. It takes young girls and turns them into the world’s deadliest and most elite assassins. And the young girls that are chosen are put through strenuous daily training, including hand to hand combat, acrobatics, weapons and tactical skills. Many times, when it comes to firearm training, they use actual people as the targets for practice.

But that isn’t the worst of it. Occasionally two girls are chosen to violently spar against each other. Weakness is not tolerated in the Red Room. The loser is murdered by their opponent, the harshest of punishment for the failure.

As the young girls continue through the program, their training advances to the point of intense ballet dance lessons. This is where their instructor orders them to repeat their routine over and over again. In the eyes of the Red Room, this is so that the young girls become unbreakable.

“The ceremony is necessary, for you to take your place in the world.” Madame B said looking down at you, as you were being pushed on a gurney.

“We have no place in the world,” You muttered, reciting the words that were engrained in you.

“Exactly.”

The Graduation Ceremony takes place after the now young women have successfully passed a series of physical and mental tests. This involved them being forcefully sterilized. Removing their ability to bear children, supposedly makes the Red Room graduates better killers; they never have to experience such weakness as worrying more about a family than their mission.

This is what you went through. You graduated the Red Room and became a spy working for the KGB. However, something inside you snapped, after you were sent on a hit for your own brother. The brainwashing and training took full effect and you completed the job., but that’s when you went into the shadows, refusing any work and on a down hill spiral.

Then he came along. He told you that his name was Wong, and that he could show you the way to healing, to finding yourself again. He promised that with the right help, you could undo everything that the Red Room had done to you. With the spark of hope his promise conjured in you, you knew that you had to take it. All you wanted was not to be a monster anymore and to clean your ledger that was dripping with red.

“I know how to reorient the spirit, to better heal the body and mind.” The Ancient One spoke softly as she walked towards you.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “The spirit to heal the body and mind?” You swallowed.

“That’s right.”

Wong had taken you to Kathmandu, where you entered the Kamar-Taj. It surprised you that the Ancient One knew of your past, and what you were seeking. You were ashamed of your past, but she spoke softly and positively that the Red Room had made you strong and set you on this path.

It didn’t take long for you to realise that people often came to Kamar-Taj after being broken or damaged, physically and/or metaphorically. That Kamar-Taj was a healing house and the training ground to the Master of the Mystic Arts.

“No knowledge in Kamar-Taj is forbidden.” The Ancient One said, as she led you towards the grand library.

Kamar-Taj, you found, is a place that houses spell books containing dangerous spells, but the warnings come after the spells. You learned this after you had practiced a spell without knowing the risks, and the cost to the natural order that followed.

As time went on, you ventured away from the Kamar-Taj. It wasn’t that you didn’t feel welcome, it was the simple fact that you felt you could do more to help the world. Before you left, the Ancient One bestowed you with the Dragonfang sword. The Dragonfang was considered virtually indestructible, as well as capable of destroying mystical barriers, redirecting energy blasts, absorbing magic when in contact with blood, and remaining invisible while seethed. The sword was literally made from the fang of a dragon and was originally carved by a sorcerer. The Ancient One believed you could use it for good upon your journey.

Once you left Kamar-Taj, it did not take long before you fell upon the eyes of S.H.I.E.L.D.; you had been on their radar before you disappeared into the Mystic Arts.

“The principle S.H.I.E.L.D. was founded upon one pure word. Protection. Sometimes, to protect one man against himself, other times, to protect the world from invasions from other universes. It’s a broad job description.” The Director Nick Fury explained to you. “And that belief is what drives us all, whether it’s one man or all mankind.”

However, as much as you felt it was an honor to join them, you elected not to. With much debate, you ended up just being there when they needed you - sort of a liaison. Then, while you were visiting the New York Sanctum, the call came. You were needed to join the Avengers. Seeing as it was a completely other universe threatening yours, you agreed to join. This is when the Battle for New York happened; humans against the Chatari lead by an Asgardian named Loki. Thus, your life was changed forever.

After the Battle for New York, you had agreed to stay on as an Avenger. This gave you the chance to stay in New York, helping them and helping the New York Sanctum. This is where you found your home once again. And throughout the years, you had grown close to the Avengers, and saw how all their unique past that had brought them where they are. You soon made friends with many other people as well, as it was a city with millions of people.

Then came the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D.. It was a day you couldn’t fathom, as you were called in by Steve to join him and Natasha in helping destroy what was left. Understanding that to take down HYDRA, you also had to destroy S.H.I.E.L.D..

Standing on the roof top with Steve and Natasha, you were waiting for Sam to drop Jasper Sitwell in front of you. Soon as Sam dropped him on the rood he held his hands up. “Zola’s algorithm is a program… for choosing Insight’s targets!”

“What targets?” Steve asked as the four of you looked down at the man.

“You!” Sitwell yelled. Terror was apparent in his voice. “A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa City. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange.”

Your breath hitched in your throat at the same of Stephen. “Doctor Stephen Strange?” You interrupted him.

Sitwell nodded his head, “Anyone who’s a threat to HYDRA! Now, or in the future.”

The following battle proved to be difficult, but you had gotten through it. The information about Stephen was pushed aside during the events, but it still ran through your mind. You couldn’t help but wonder how your close friend could end up a threat to HYDRA. He was just a Doctor, granted he was one of the best, but still.

As time went on, your next endeavor turned out to be one of the most exhausting. It all started at one of Tony’s many parties – Ultron. It was one of Tony and Bruce’s experiments that set the A.I. free on the world. Which lead you to Sokovia.

Sokovia was rising into the sky and there wasn’t enough magic to stop it. You and the team were in the center of it all circling the ring that Ultron had created. “Is that the best you can do?” Thor yelled at Ultron, as he stepped slightly in front of you.

Ultron raised his hands as his minion started to surround you and the Avengers. Holding tight on to Dragonfang you turned looking at the Asgardian, “You just had to ask, didn’t you brother.”

“This is the best I can do. This is exactly what I wanted. All of you, against all of me.” Ultron taunted. “How could you possibly hope to stop me?”

Tony dressed in his armour looked at the group. “Well, like the old man said. Together.”

And just like that, you and the Avengers started to fight off Ultron’s attacking minions.

Saving Sokovia, and the world, came at a great cost. As much as you knew that you did what you could to save innocent lives, it still haunted you. But like everything else from you past, you learned with patience and practice how to put it behind you, eventually healing from it.

As the year went on, things in your life started to change. You spent much of your time in the New York Sanctum, and then at the Avengers Tower or HQ. You needed time to slip back into your old life, thus resulting in you spending more time with Stephen Strange. You would join him on fancy dinners, parties and such. Honestly, it seemed like the friendship was starting to grow. Which was a much-needed chance from what your heart had gone through.

But as much as things were starting to settle down, it changed. The events in Lagos, Nigeria seemed to cause a domino effect, and it wasn’t long before you go the phone call that you were needed at the Avengers HQ for a meeting.

TBC…

Voice Babes: @emilyymichelle @phil-coulson-trash @mcutrash @the-valley-of-lost-souls

Let me know if you would like to be tagged in the up coming chapters. Release dates please see here

Chapter 2 - The Sokovia Accords

Release date: August 11th 2017 - Delayed due to family visiting

Release date: August 12th 2017 - Released

#doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #Iron Man #iron man x reader #tony stark #tony stark x reader #loki #Loki Laufeyson #loki x reader #Avengers #the red room #master of the mystic arts #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #voices

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