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fangirlovestuff · 3 years

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Smile - Thor Odinson x reader

a/n - hey lovely people!! this is for this lovely request by @cotton-candy-clouds-26 , thank you!! i just couldn’t bring myself to write Steve cheating, i love him and i just don’t think he’d do that, but i hope it’s okay. enjoy!<3

Summary: you and Steve break up and it’s rough, but luckily there’s someone out there that helps you get over it. you could say he’s worthy of your affections (i had to hehe)

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Some curse words and a little angst

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"Steve?" you called out, "you ready to go?"

"Just a couple seconds!" he replied, and you sat down on the couch, scrolling on your phone while you waited for him.

It was your six months anniversary, and you were getting ready to go to dinner with Steve. He's been acting a little weird the past few days, and it was starting to raise your suspicion.

Maybe he's getting me a surprise, you tried to shrug your worry off. You knew Steve wasn't that good at keeping secrets, especially from you, and you'd try and get it out of him tonight.

"Ready t-" you began to ask, but stopped once you saw he was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. "Stevie, you know I love your t-shirts," you said, appreciatively eying the bulge on his muscles revealed by the sort, tight sleeves, "but I was under the impression we're going to a fancy restaurant tonight. You know, the kind that won't appreciate anyone, including Captain America, coming in a t-shirt and jeans," you smirked.

"I'm not going," he sighed, sitting down next to you.

"You're not goi- is everything alright? Are you feeling unwell? I mean, I didn't even know you could get ill, but-"

"I'm not sick," he shook his head, "I just… I thought I could give you this one nice night, but I can't."

"What do you mean you can't? Steve, what's going on? Are they calling you on a mission or something?"

"No, no mission. Not today anyway." He took a deep breath before he continued. "I think we should break up."

Your mouth agape, it took you a couple of seconds to register what he just said. You closed your mouth and swallowed. "What?" you asked, your voice nearly a whisper.

"I'm sorry," he said, averting his eyes to the floor, "I just… I don't think I feel the same way about you anymore, and I don't wanna hold you back or anything. I thought the right thing to do was to treat you to a nice dinner before I…" he trailed off, his eyes fixed ahead of him, away from you, "Anyways, I couldn't do it. I didn't want to lie to you, or lead you on. You deserve better than that," his gaze finally turned to you, waiting for your response.

You didn't know what to say. You knew he was acting weird, but you'd have never seen this coming. "So this is it?" you asked disbelievingly. "This is how we end?"

"Look, I'm so-"

"Sorry, yeah, I know." You took a deep breath, willing your tears away. "I think I'll just go home," you got up, getting your stuff.

"Wait, I didn't cancel the reservation. If you wanna go yourself you— can," he called after you, the last word after you'd slammed the door behind you.

Outside of Steve's room, you let out a shuddering breath. He was living in the Avengers compound, so you had to keep yourself together until you got out of here, in case any of them saw you. You started getting outside, but your distracted state of mind probably led you to take a wrong turn in one of the corridors, because now you had no idea where you are.

"Shit," you mumbled under your breath before turning to look around you. You heard what you thought was the noise of a TV from behind one of the doors, and you knocked on it tentatively. You heard some shuffling and then the door opened to reveal none other than Thor. You know, God of Thunder Thor. God of Thunder Thor that was standing in front of you right now, waiting for you to say something because you were the one that knocked on his door.

You willed your brain to go back to functioning. "Um, hi," you said hesitantly, "I was just… I was on my way out of the compound and I got lost. Could you, um, point me in the right direction?"

"Of course," his voice was deep, you could almost feel it rumbling around you when he spoke. "Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, just the exit," you shrugged.

"Alright. I apologized, I just assumed, from the way you're dressed…"

"No, it's alright. I was supposed to go to this fancy restaurant for dinner, but then… anyways, I wouldn't want to go alone," you sighed.

"Well, in that case, would you like me to accompany you? I wouldn't mind dining with a lovely lady such as yourself," he smiled.

"Oh," you blinked in surprise. You weren't really planning on it, but you were actually kinda hungry. And hey, eating in a fancy restaurant with Thor does sound a little nicer than eating at home and wallowing in self-pity. The wallowing could wait. "I mean, if you'd like to," you smiled back at him, "but you'd have to put on a suit, something fancy."

"Oh, I'm sure I have one of those," he said, leaving the door open and heading back inside. "Come in," he said, loud enough for you to hear it. You guessed he headed into the bathroom to change, since when you got in all you saw was the room itself. It was simple, not a lot of personal touches. Makes sense since he's probably not here most of the time, but in Asgard, which would also explain why you hadn't met him yet.

"How's that?" he asked, getting out of the bathroom. The suit was slightly tight on his tall, broad frame, but it was more than okay with you.

"Perfect," you smiled, "we'll blend right in."

You drove the two of you to the restaurant, spending the time making small talk about 'Midgard habits', as Thor called them, or, as you called them, social norms.

When you got there, the hostess smiled at you and asked for the name of your reservation. By that point you had nearly forgotten it, but your shoulders sagged as you mumbled "Steve Rogers."

"I'll let you right in," she smiled and led you to your table.

"Wait, so Steve was going to come with you?" Thor asked once you got to the table. "Are you his girlfriend I've heard so much about from Tony?"

"I'm… not his girlfriend anymore," you said, averting your eyes to the table, playing with the napkin.

"Oh."

"He broke up with me today," you said, your voice breaking before you could get your emotions under control.

"My apologies," he offered, and put his hand over yours, "I know how unpleasant it is to be… broken up with."

"Yeah? Who'd ever dump Thor?" you chuckled, raising your gaze to meet him.

"Quite a few people over the years," he smiled, lighthearted.

"Well, I'm sorry," you squeezed his hand in yours.

When you were waiting for the main course, you had an idea. "Hey, you can't get drunk, right?"

"Not on your Midgardian version of booze, no. Why?"

"Perfect. Hey!" you signaled for a waitress to come over, ignoring Thor's questioning look, "Can we get a bottle of the most alcoholic wine you got here?" you smiled.

If the waitress thought the request was weird, she didn't show it. She just told you how much it costs, which nearly made you give it up but you really needed this tonight.

When you were done ordering it and the waitress went to bring it, you turned to Thor. "I know we just met each other, and this probably isn't the best first impression, but please can you just call me a cab at the end of dinner? Because I'm kinda planning to get drunk."

He chuckled, again making you experience the illusion that you could feel the sound between you. "Of course. If that would help."

"That would help a ton, thank you," you grinned at him, just as the waitress came back with your wine and the first course.

A whole bottle of wine consumed exclusively by you and a few dishes later, you knew it was time to go home. You paid the bill, trying not to freak out at how expansive it was. Thor wanted to pay too, but you assured him that it was fine, and it was you that dragged him out here anyway.

While you were standing outside waiting for a cab you could hail, you shivered a little in the cold.

Steve always gave you his jacket when you got cold.

Maybe it was the drinks, the late hour or just plain old breakup sadness, you felt tears come to your eyes, unable to stop them from flowing out.

You started sniffling and Thor noticed, his head immediately turning to look at you. "What's wrong?"

"He left me, Thor," you cried, "I thought everything was fine and he dumped me. And he was nice about it, so I can't even be mad and blame him, and that just means that," you barely contained your sobs, "it means I'm not enough. Everyone leaves me because I'm never enough." You buried your face in his bicep, too wound up in your misery to even notice how nice it was.

"Now, now," his other hand lifted to stroke your hair. It was a little awkward, but in your inebriated state you couldn't care less. "You're more than enough. I met you today and even I know you're wonderful."

You lifted your head to meet his eyes. Sniffling once again, you tried to stop crying. "Thank you," you said once you felt you gained enough composure. "I'm sorry I sprung all of this on you. I'll get a cab, go sleep it off," you said, awkwardness now prominent. God, you just made a fool of yourself in front of… a god. A literal god. Fuck.

"Where do you live?" he asked, seemingly unbothered. You gave him your address. "Well, I believe it's not that far. Do you need to wait for a cab or can you walk home?"

"I mean, I could walk, it's just that New York City at night isn't the safest place for a girl to walk alone," you smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, yes," he frowned, "I suppose you're correct. I could walk you home, if you'd like?"

You looked around. No cabs in sight. "Actually, yeah. That'd be cool."

The chilly night air sobered you up a bit. Once you got to your building, you bid Thor goodbye, thanking him again, before going up to your apartment and stumbling tiredly onto your bed, where you fell into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, you woke up still wearing yesterday's dress and with a slight headache, groaning as you got yourself out of bed to shower, change and drink some water, get an aspirin.

Once you had done all that, you checked your phone for any messages. You weren't supposed to come into work today, so you weren't expecting anything, but just to make sure. Surprisingly enough, there was a text from a number you hadn't recognized.

It said it was Thor and he asked how are you, but there was no way that was true, right? I mean, you didn't think Thor even had a phone, let alone your number. On the other hand, you couldn't think of anyone else who'd know enough to text you that.

Skeptical, you texted back that you were fine, not too far from the truth but still kind of far, and were planning to spend the day watching movies and eating ice cream, which was the truth.

How'd you get my number? You texted again before he could answer.

Jarvis had it, he texted back. He's quite useful. I do wonder why he won't leave his room.

You laughed. Either this was actually Thor, or it was someone really, really good. Before you could think up a reply, you saw the three little dots signifying he was typing again.

Would you perhaps want some company while you watch these movies?

You gasped out loud even though there was no one there to hear it. Was Thor really asking to come over and watch movies? With you? It was hard to believe. Maybe it is someone else after all.

You texted him he should come over if he wanted to. Thor knew your address, if it was really him, he'd come over. If it was some crazy stalker, you just wouldn't let him in and continue in your plans of bawling in front of some sappy movies. If it was actually Thor… well, you'd have to cry in front of him, you guess.

You already started on your ice cream and started The Notebook, figuring it was a good way to start your wallowing fest, and you were starting to get really into it when you heard a knock on the door. You moved as quietly as you could towards the door, looking through the peephole. To your momentary relief, it was Thor and not some stalker. Why momentary? Because holy fucking shit Thor was standing at your day and you were in your pajamas.

"Just a sec!" you called out. You figured you didn't have time to change, but you at least tried to get your hair in some sort of order before you opened the door, hiding your PJs clad body with it.

"Hi," you smiled bashfully once you closed the door behind him.

"Hello," he said, smiling. "Ah, I see you've already started. What movie is that?"

"Well, it's called The Notebook. Do you know it?"

He replied that no, he didn't, and you explained the plot briefly to him as you sat down, wrapping yourself back up in a fuzzy blanket before taking your ice cream back.

"Oh, where are my manners, would you like some?" you gestured the ice cream towards him.

"Yes, sure!" he nodded, and you were glad he at least knew what ice cream was. If someone hadn't bothered to introduce him that would just be cruel.

You went to get the ice cream, the blanket dragging behind you like a cape, and you returned with another tub of ice cream and a spoon, bringing them to him before sitting back down and starting the movie.

You two didn't speak much throughout the movie. When it got to the really sad parts you started crying silently, but by the ending you were just fully sobbing, and, as it seemed, so was he.

"That was so… sad," he said, "is this the entertainment Midgardians always enjoy?"

"Not always," you said, stopping to blow your nose, "we have happy things too. It's just, I got dumped last night, so I'd like the chance to cry a little, you know?"

"That's fair. And it was very beautiful. They loved each other."

"They did," you said, your eyes filling with tears again.

"What's next?"

You watched some more sad movies, and then introduced Thor to the wonderful world of takeout food while you changed to some rom com, a little more cheerful. He laughed the whole way through, and the movie wasn't even that funny, but you giggled along as well, unable not to join his roaring laughter.

You ended up falling asleep on the couch in the evening, exhausted, mostly emotionally. The next morning when you woke up he was gone, but he did text you that if you needed anything you could tell him.

Over time, you and Thor started hanging out some more. Mostly at your place or outside, since you really didn't want to risk running into Steve.

It took you time, getting over Steve. Time and tears. And really, Thor being there helped. A lot. He was a rock, a shoulder to cry on.

A broad, muscular shoulder to ugly cry on.

At first, the thought of starting something with Thor didn't even cross your mind. Sure, he was sweet, but it was platonic, and you were busy getting over your breakup anyway.

But then, you realized it became something… more. To you at least. Because despite the tears, he didn't leave. Never wanted to.

Long story short, when Thor invited you to go to dinner one night, a few months after you met each other, you tried really hard not to think of it as a date. A friend-date, if anything.

"How's it going?" you asked, sitting down in front of him in the small diner.

"Good," he smiled at you, "You?"

"Great," you smiled back.

"So, I have some news," he started, continued once you gave him an encouraging nod, "I have to go back to Asgard in a week or two."

"Oh," you said. It made sense, Thor being on earth as long as he already has been should've raised your curiosity, but you didn't really want to think about it until this moment. "I guess you're happy to go home."

"I am," he hummed, "But… there was something I wanted to ask you before I leave. And be honest. Would you like… well, would you give me the opportunity to court you?"

You sat in stunned silence for a few moments. "Like, you're asking me to date you?" you said incredulously.

"I am," he chuckled nervously, "But you don't have to- I know you might not want to because of Steve and-"

"I haven't thought of Steve for a really long time," you cut him off with a smile, "mostly thanks to you. You make me really happy, and I would love to let you court me," you giggled.

"Really?" he asked, awestruck.

"Really," you smiled, leaning across the table, intending to press a kiss to his cheek. At the last moment he turned, making you plant your lips on his in a soft kiss.

You pulled away smiling, and so was he. He took your hand in his from across the table, and you continued to eat your food like you two usually do. Well, almost. Now there were timid exchanges of looks, gently hand squeezes.

And a breathtaking goodnight kiss.

But it was so natural, so normal, you couldn't bring yourself to admit the absurdity of him being a literal god and you being… just a human.

You spent the week he had left together, making the best of it.

In the future, you'd visit his home, he'd visit yours. And he'll always make sure to remind you you're not just a human, you are, in fact, his favorite one.

It never failed to make you smile.

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this was my first time writing for thor, i hope i did him justice:))

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wiypt-writes · 3 years

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Stark Spangled Banner

Ch36: I Bid You Farewell And Good Luck, Morons. Part 1- It’s Like A Pirate Had A Baby With An Angel.

Intro: Thor wakes up on a strange ship, surrounded by even stranger people, a talking tree and a rabbit. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the fight to save Vision is won and the group make their way back to the compound to understand what exactly it is that they’re facing.

Warnings: Bad Language words.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

A/N: So I HAD to write Thor and Tony’s POV over the IW chapters too, because, frankly, they had some of THE best scenes in Infinity War, and I love that freaking Norse God Himbo and chaotic Stark chemistry so bad! I know this is Katie and Steve’s fic, but Steve had so little screen time in this film all things considered…we were so robbed!!! Once again, I can’t thank @angrybirdcr enough for her edits, they’re awesome!

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Chapter 35

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Thor wasn’t dead. But he felt like it. Every inch of his body ached and when he was jerked back to consciousness for a moment, just one split moment, he thought he saw Little Stark. Only it wasn’t her. The woman had dark hair, yes, but as he focussed he realised she looked nothing like the woman he loved dearly as a sister. This wench had huge eyes and antenna dangling from her forehead. And, whilst he knew it had been a while since he had seen his friend, she wouldn’t have changed that much.

Finding his feet he looked around, chest heaving, at the band of people stood in front of him; a woman with green skin and red hair, a man with grey/blue skin covered in red designs, a tree creature- a Flora Colossus unless he was mistaken- which was off to the side draped over a chair, some kind of furry, animal thing- a rabbit maybe- and finally a man who appeared to be a normal, human being. That was until he opened his mouth and Thor realised he was probably the most stupid human being he had ever encountered.

His rescuers had offered him soup, and then when he had explained about Thanos, the green skinned lady called Gamora had told Thor what the Titan wanted the stones for. Which she knew, because she his daughter.

Thanos had a daughter. Interesting.

“Families can be tough,” Thor spoke wisely, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Before my father died, he told me that I had a half-sister that he imprisoned in Hell. Then she returned home, stabbed me in the eye so, I had to kill her.” He shrugged. “That’s life though isn’t it I guess? Round and round, but I feel your pain.”

The human, Peter Quill, pushed his way between Gamora and Thor, and looked at her “I feel your pain, as well, because, I mean it’s not a competition, but I’ve been through a lot. My father killed my mother, and then I had to kill my father. And that was hard. Probably even harder than having to kill a sister. Plus, I, came out with both of my eyes.”

Thor wasn’t paying attention. The man was clearly a moron, and he’d just noticed he had bent the spoon in the bowl of soup and was having a flashback to the time he had tried to bend the Captain’s shield. Little Stark had laughed so much at how annoyed he had gotten when he failed that she had cried. And then, to make it worse, a few days later the Captain had managed to move Mjolnir. Just a fraction, but it moved. No one had seen it, bar Little Stark of course, but there was something there, Thor was sure. Steve Rogers was a man worthy of a lot of things, but his hammer was complicated. You have to prove your worth. That had been explained to him by his Father the day he had given it to him. Of course, he hadn’t realised then that Eitri had actually made it for Hela first.

Eitri… Oh, yes!

“I need a hammer, not a spoon.” Thor mumbled, as the idea took hold and he looked at the pod at the back of the ship. “How do I open this thing?” He began pressing random buttons on the screen next to the door. “Is there some sort of a four-digit code? Maybe a birth date or something?”

"What are you doing?” the rabbit animal, Rocket asked.

“Taking your pod.” Thor replied nonchalantly.

And then there was an argument in which the moron Quill tried to imitate Thor’s deeper voice telling him he could not take the pod, but Thor was going to take the pod anyway because he was the God of Thunder after all, and then the lady Gamora cut them off quite rightly directing the focus back to Thanos by stating they needed to find out where he was going next.

But Thor had already thought of that. “Knowhere,” he answered as he brushed past Quill and over to the refrigerator he had seen Gamora get his soup from.

“He must be going somewhere.” Mantis argued innocently.

“No,” Quill shook his head and Thor noted his stupid voice was back to normal. “Knowhere? It’s a place. We’ve been there. It sucks. Excuse me, that’s our food.” He jabbed, suddenly noticing what Thor was doing.

“Not anymore.” Thor shrugged, stuffing it into a backpack he found.

“Thor!” Gamora cut across the pair of them again. “Why would he go to Knowhere?”

“Because for years, the Reality Stone has been safely stored there with a man called the Collector.” Thor stated.

“If it’s with the Collector, then it’s not safe.” Quill snorted. “Only an idiot would give that man a stone.”

“Or a genius.” Thor shrugged.

“How do you know he’s not going for one of the other stones?” Gamora asked.

“There’s six stones out there.” Thor began to explain, “Thanos already has the Power Stone because he stole it, last week, when he decimated Xandar.”

He didn’t missed the shocked and horrified look the group shared with one another.

“He stole the Space Stone from me, when he destroyed my ship and slaughtered half my people. The Time and Mind Stones, are safe on Earth. They’re with the Avengers.”

“The Avengers?” Quill asked.

“They’re Earth’s Mightiest Heroes.”

“Like Kevin Bacon?” Mantis called out.

“Errr he may be on the team now, I don’t know.” Thor shrugged, having no idea who the man named after a breakfast meat was. “I haven’t been there in a while. And as for the Soul Stone, well no one’s ever seen that. No one even knows where it is. Therefore, Thanos can’t get it. Therefore, he’s going to Knowhere. Hence, he’ll be getting the Reality Stone. You’re welcome.”

“Then we have to go to Knowhere, now.” Gamora stated, looking around.

“Wrong. Where we have to go is Nidavellir.” Thor picked up the backpack.

“That’s a made up word.” Drax, the blue man countered.

“All words are made up.” Thor smiled, slinging the backpack onto his back.

“Nidavellir is real?” The animal called Rocket’s eyes grew wide and he jumped up onto the table and looked at Thor. “Seriously? I mean, that place is a legend. They make the most powerful, horrific weapons to ever torment the Universe. I would very much like to go there, please.”

“The rabbit is correct.” Thor grinned at Rocket’s excitement. “And clearly the smartest among you. Only Eitri the Dwarf can make me the weapon I need.” He turned to the furry animal. “I assume you’re the captain, Sir?”

Rocket grinned and nodded, “You’re very perceptive.”

“You seem like a noble leader. Will you join me on my quest to Nidavellir?”

“Let me just ask the captain. Oh, wait a second, it’s me!” Rocket grinned. “Yeah, I’ll go.”

“Wonderful.” Thor beamed.

“Uh except that I’m the captain,” Quill chipped in

“Quiet!” Thor was now beyond bored of the moron.

“And that’s my backpack.” Quill continued pointing to the bag that Thor was stealing.

“Quill, sit down.” Rocket tapped at the pad and keying in the digits to open the pod.

“Look, this is my ship. And I’m not going to - wait, what kind of weapon are we talking about here?” Quill looked round.

“The Thanos-killing kind.” Thor smiled.

Boy, was it going to be a big, fucking weapon like no one had ever seen before…

“Don’t you think that we should all have a weapon like that?” Quill frowned.

“You lack the strength to wield them. Your bodies would crumble as you minds collapsed into the madness.” Thor shook his head.

“Is it weird that I wanna do it even more now?” Rocket asked.

“Erm, a little bit weird. Yeah.” Thor looked down at him, frowning.

“If we don’t go to Knowhere and Thanos retrieves another stone, he’ll be too powerful to stop.” Gamora stepped forward.

"He already is.” Thor shrugged.

“Look, I got it figured out.” Rocket interrupted, looking at Gamora. “We got two ships, and a large assortment of morons. Me and Groot will go with the Pirate Angel here, and the morons will go to Knowhere to try and stop Thanos. Cool? Cool.”

“So cool.” Thor grinned before he climbed into the pod.

“For the record,” Quill said leaning down to Rocket, “I know that you’re only going with them because it’s where Thanos isn’t.”

“You know, you really shouldn’t talk that way to your captain, Quill.” Rocket smirked, walking backwards and gesturing outwards with his arms. “Come on, Groot. Put that game down. You’ll rot your brain,”

As Rocket sat down Thor nodded out of the pod to the rest of the people on the ship. “I bid you farewell and good luck, morons. Bye.”

******

It wasn’t hard for the team to track Wanda, her red power flashing bright against the dark sky over Edinburgh City Centre, and as the jet followed her movements, the four friends saw her spiralling through the sky with Vision and crashing through the train station roof, just as Sam put the jet on the ground.

Within seconds the Ex-Avengers were sprinting off the jet.

“Katie, Nat, take the side!” Steve yelled, as he vaulted over the railings at the edge of the road running down onto the bottom half of the concrete ramp which led to the station. “Sam, up high and remember, we protect Vision at all costs!”

“Got em.” Sam spoke over the coms. “Platform seven, near the café.”

Steve vaulted over another set of barriers, the station now deserted thanks to the evacuation taking place by the local police. As he ran onto one of the walkways over the lines, he was just in time to see two of the aliens crash through the station roof. Weighing up his options, he realised it was going to be quicker for him to hop down onto the platform he was currently overheard, and jump across the lines to help. He swung his legs over the railings and landed easily, looking up. Across from him he could see Natasha and Katie emerging to the right, as Wanda stood and moved protectively in front of Vision, building power in her hands. An express train whizzed past him and he stood still, waiting and it wasn’t long before the taller, blue looking woman spotted him, and she launched her spear over the platform. Steve easily snapped his left shoulder back whilst leaning over his body with his right, catching the staff in his hand.

“Heads up.” Sam muttered, and as Wanda and Vision turned to see Steve step out from the shadows, fury lining his face, Sam swooped in and kicked one of the aliens across the platform and through a closed café’s security gate, causing tables and chairs to go flying, before he spun and started to fire on the other alien.

Steve launched the weapon he had caught across the tracks where Natasha caught it and stabbed the second assailant in the gut as Katie moved in to head off the other who was stalking back towards them. The weapon Natasha had been using flew back into the alien’s hands and Katie ducked as she swung, jabbing her in the back of the leg with an electric powered escrima stick. The alien let out a yell, stumbled slightly and Steve cleared the platform in an easy leap, rolling and scooping up the second assailant’s staff from the floor, holding it up to block the blow that the creature aimed at Katie. He grit his teeth, planting his legs to absorb the power of the hit, as Katie rolled to the side, jumped up and the two of them began to fight the alien, joined shortly by Natasha. Steve had to admit, the woman (if you could call her that) was a force to be reckoned with, but the three of them were just about getting the upper hand when they heard Sam yell.

“DUCK!”

The three of them did so and Sam flew in hard, kicking the woman backwards where she fell and scuttled over to her fallen friend. Sam landed next to Katie, drawing both his submachine pistols on the couple.

“Get up” The alien instructed to her fallen partner, her voice was deep.

“I can't.” His gravelly, robotic voice replied.

“We don’t wanna kill you.” Natasha spoke coolly “But we will”.

“You’ll never get the chance again.” The female levelled them, with a cold glare and with that a beam shot down from the hole in the station roof and the two were transported upwards. The weapon Steve was holding also shot out of his hand. He frowned in surprise for a moment, looking at his hand then upwards as the beam of light disappeared and the ship sped off.

“Can you stand?” Sam asked Vision as Katie replaced her sticks and walked towards Wanda and the android. When Vision shook his head, Sam moved forward to help him up.

Supported by Wanda and Sam, Vision looked over at Steve, Natasha and Katie, electricity shimmering over his surface. He’d been badly damaged in the fight, and as he spoke his voice distorted.

“Thank you, Captain.”

Steve took a deep breath and nodded. His face stern, but his eyes were much softer than his expression and Katie knew why. It had been a while since anyone other than Sam, Nat or Wanda had called him Captain.

Steve looked at the android, he might have been damaged but they had the stone, and that was the main thing. Nodding, he spoke. “Let’s get you on the jet.” His voice was soft and he moved to let Sam and Wanda support Vision on their way past him, Natasha following.

Katie hung back a little, trying to stop the light-headedness she was feeling from washing over her.

“You okay?” Steve turned to her as she blinked.

“Yeah, just took a whack that’s all. “I’m fine.” She assured him as they took up the rear of the group, her fingers lacing into his.

Once Vision was safely settled in a seat at the side, Sam dropped into the pilot’s seat. Katie hit the button to close the ramp as the Jet rose into the air.

“I thought we had a deal.” Natasha spun angrily to Wanda. ”Stay close, check in. Don’t take any chances.”

“I’m sorry. We just wanted time.” The younger woman said gently.

Katie glanced at Steve, he was stood up in the middle of the jet, hands on the buckle of his utility belt, staring seemingly at nothing but clearly contemplating something.

“Where to, Cap?” Sam asked.

Steve looked up, he glanced at Sam then locked eyes with Katie as he spoke one word, one simple word that they had all been waiting to hear for almost two years.

“Home”

*****

After a few hours, with the morning sky being the only thing in sight, Sam started to lower the jet through thick white clouds and Katie couldn’t help but inhale sharply when the compound began to take shape as she watched out of the front window. It looked the same. The buildings, the grounds…she wasn’t sure why she had expected anything to change, maybe because it felt like everything had changed for them, but either way, there it was. The exact same as the last time she had seen it.

Steve noticed her demeanour change slightly as they landed. She stood up straight, her shoulders squaring as if she was about to face an onslaught. And they were, in a way. On their way Steve had called Bruce to tell him that they had Vision and were heading back, but had had no idea what they were heading back to, nor did he care. Be it Ross, police, the army, whatever, Steve was done bowing to anyone’s will, he was over playing other people’s tunes. The two years they had spent hidden had shown them all that they could operate on their own if required, and he wasn’t afraid to fight anyone who got in his way.

They stepped off the ramp and strode over the lawn, Katie taking a deep breath as she looked around. So many emotions flooded her system, she couldn’t explain or identify half of them. Memories flashed in front of her eyes, visions of long summer nights spent outside in the garden and on the BBQ patio until sunrise. Laughs during team dinners. Sam and Wanda collaborating on pranks. Training sessions with the team and Vision reading Tolkien aloud to Wanda before asking questions about humanity’s love of fiction. Walks and picnics and other things in the ground, just her and Steve. Their wedding, God their wedding! Frequent visits from Tony, bringing in new ideas and improved gadgets. Getting back safe after being out on a long mission. Feeling relaxed and at ease.

Feeling at home.

Steve’s arm curled round his wife for a moment before he pressed a kiss to the side of her head as Vision opened the door.

“Still no word from Vision?”

“Satellites lost him somewhere over Edinburgh.”

“On a stolen Quinjet with four of the world’s most wanted criminals.” “You know they’re only criminals because you’ve chosen to call them that, right, sir? “

“My God, Rhodes, your talent for horseshit rivals my own.”

The sound of the call between Ross and Rhodey echoed down the corridor reaching the group that were making their way through to the lab.

“If it weren’t for those Accords, Vision would’ve been right here.” Rhodey shot back and Katie glanced back at Vision as the sounds the voices grew louder as they neared their destination.

“I suspect it will be a Hollo Call.” Vision said gently, answering Katie’s unasked question. His suspicions were proven correct as they rounded the corner and the lab came into view. Rhodey was stood across from where the holographic image of Secretary Ross was facing off against him.

"You have second thoughts?” Ross was challenging Rhodey, who smiled simply as his eyes shot sideways. Steve strode forward, his presence as intimidating as ever, and the first thing Rhodey noticed was just how dark he looked. Gone was the upstanding, All American Hero, and in its place was someone much harder, far rougher round the edges. Kiddo looked different too. Her hair was shorter and she looked slimmer.

“Not anymore.” He grinned.

The holographic Ross followed Rhodey’s gaze and his eyes fell on Steve who was stood next to Katie at the front of the group, Natasha, Wanda, Sam and Vision behind them. Steve raised his chin a little defiantly and moved to take his power stance, feet apart, hands on his belt, before he greeted Ross politely.

“Mr. Secretary"

Katie couldn’t help the smirk on her face as she watched Ross attempting to cover up the shock he had clearly felt at the group of outlaws turning up again. She locked eyes with Rhodey who gave her the smallest of winks before he glanced back at Ross who was shaking his head slightly as he approached Steve, his holographic form almost trying to square up to him. Steve simply raised his chin further and looked down from the steps he was stood on.

"You got some nerve.” Ross sniffed, staring up at him “I’ll give you that.”

“You could use some of that right now.” Katie shot back bluntly, Ross turned his head to face her for a second. She held his gaze and arched an eyebrow until he turned back to Steve.

“The world’s on fire.” Ross said incredulously. “And you think, you can just walk back in here and all is forgiven?”

Steve levelled the secretary with a firm gaze. “I’m not looking for forgiveness.” his voice took on a threatening tone as he spoke “And I’m way past asking for permission.”

At that point the smirk on Katie’s face grew even wider as she stole a glance up at her husband, pride swelling in her chest as he continued, stoic and unyielding.

“Earth just lost her best defender, so we’re here to fight. And if you wanna stand in our way,” he stepped down to be at level with the hologram, and stared it square in the eyes “We’ll fight you, too.”

Ross was practically foaming at the mouth as his eyes went to Rhodey and he spat out his order, “Arrest them.”

“All over it.” Rhodey promised nonchalantly before shutting off the hologram, shortly after a beeping noise sounded from the computers.

“That’s a court-martial.” He informed the group as he slapped the back of his right hand into his left palm, though his tone said told Katie that he blatantly couldn’t have cared less for Ross’ demands. There was a short pause as the group glanced down at their friend, Steve smiling softly, before Rhodey’s face split into a huge smile of his own.

“It’s great to see you, Cap.” He stepped forward.

“You too, Rhodey.” Steve answered, taking the last two steps down before he shook Rhodey’s hand. Katie threw herself at her brother’s best friend and he gave her a huge bear hug before he looked down at her.

“You do something to your hair?” He teased. Katie smiled, stepping back from his embrace while he looked the rest of the group over.

“Well. You guys really look like crap. Must’ve been a rough couple of years.”

Steve looked round, an amused smile on his face as he glanced at his wife then to the rest of the team.

“Yeah, well, the hotels weren’t exactly five star.” Sam quipped back cheekily, the banter flowing between them like no time at all had passed.

“Uh, I think you look great.”

Steve turned at the new voice to see Bruce inching his way into the room nervously wringing his hands together.

Steve and Katie remained silent, exchanging a glance. In the rush around and the fray of the fight, we’d forgotten to explain exactly who it was that called.

“Yeah. I’m back.”

Katie glanced over at Nat, she had her gaze fixed solely on the scientist as she spoke “Hi, Bruce.”

“Nat.” Bruce answered inclining his head towards her slightly as he fidgeted.

“This is awkward.” Sam piped up. Steve and Katie looked at one another, before they both smiled and looked back up at Sam.

“Any news on Tony?” Katie asked gently, interrupting the silence that had fallen.

“Not yet no.” Rhodey said. “FRIDAY lost him when he left the atmosphere. We got NASA running scans and we’re trying to track his trail but…” He shook his head.

“Typical Tony.” Katie rolled her eyes “Always has to go one bigger and one better doesn’t he?”

Her blasé tone wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Banner.” Steve said gently, looking across the room at the scientist. “Can you fill us in on what we’re up against here?”

“Yeah sure,” Bruce said nodding hesitantly.

Without so much as another word, the group all started to make their way out of the room. As Katie turned to follow Natasha, Steve’s hand gently fell on her shoulder. Without looking at him, she reached up and gently wrapped her fingers round his, giving them a squeeze before she left.

Steve took a deep breath as he glanced around the room once more, before he too followed on, that sick feeling in his gut was getting worse.

**** Chapter 36 Part 2

#stark spangled banner #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #Katie Stark #steve rogers x ofc #steve rogers x original female character #steve rogers fic #mcu fanfic #mcu #chris evans #chris evans characters

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howlingday · 4 years

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Nora: Ooh, I feel weird. What happened last night?

Jaune: You were struck by lightning! Are you okay?!

Nora: I think so. (Looks down) Did my boobs get bigger?

Jaune: (Blushing) Uh, I wouldn't know.

Nora: Wait, what if I got super-powers from it?!

Jaune: Nora, this isn't a comic book. People don't get superpowers from freak accidents.

Nora: No, Jaune! Can't you see?! This! Is! DESTINY!

When I was just a young girl, I was walking in the rain. Got struck by lightning in the chest, fell to the ground in pain~.

When I woke the next morning, I witnessed something odd. My tits were supercharged with glowing power from the gods~!

They were THUNDER (Holds her left breast) and LIGHTNING (Holds her right breast)!

Orbs of massive strength and size~! THUNDER and LIGHTNING! Powers feared from beyond the skies! Awesome might, made of radiant light~!

THUNDER and LIGHTNING!

Jaune: You do know how ridiculous you sound right now, right?

Nora: (Rifling through drawers) What's so ridiculous about a young woman who was struck by lightning and now has superpowers in her chest?

Jaune: Everything.

Nora: Whatever. Hey, where's your electrical tape?

Jaune: I don't have any.

Nora: What?! That's irresponsible!

Jaune: How?

Nora: Did it never occur to you that your girlfriend would one day be struck by lightning and one day gain superpowers?!

Jaune: ...NO!

Nora: I now had a new calling. I was destined to fight crime. No man could escape the justice my bouncy pillows could provide~!

So I made them little wrestling masks, Made from pink, electric tape. (Jaune covers Nora's chest) Went to the city's toughest gang, and screamed, "There's no escape from the wrath of THUNDER and LIGHTNING!"

Hills from a realm unfound! THUNDER and LIGHTNING! Fun bags that'll break you down~! Bursting forth, Like the hammer of Thor!

THUNDER and LIGHTNING!

Jaune: Nora?! What are you doing?!

Nora: I'm looking for thugs, and criminals to beat up, like Batman!

Jaune: Batman didn't run through the street with only tape covering his nipples!

Nora: Psh, not in the comics you read. (Covers his mouth) Look! Criminals!

Roman: I told you idiots to be careful! What if someone saw us smuggling this stuff in? You ever think about that? No, you don't, because you're all too dumb to think!

Nora: I'm going in.

Jaune: Wait! What are you going to do?!

Nora: The only thing I can do, Jaune. Be a hero!

Jaune: But you don't have-

Roman: Who's there?! (Sees Nora and Jaune) Wait a minute, I know you!

Nora: You do?

Roman: Yeah, you're the kid who paid me for that fake resumé! Your check bounced, you know!

Jaune: Oh, uh, did it?

(Gropes her left breast) One with power to electrify, (Gropes her right breast) One with the strength to smash. (Dances and shakes her chest) First you hear that rumble, baby, and then you see the flash! (Opens her shirt, revealing a blinding light)

My heart is swarmed by darkened clouds, Mercy lost to the squall, All shall tremble before the storm that swells within my bra~!

Thug: How long you want us to beat'm for, boss?

Roman: Just a few more hours. Little prick will learn not to mess with me while he's in his coma.

Thug: And, uh, what about her? (Points to Nora)

Roman: (Sees Nora making gun noises while squeezing her boobs) Ugh! Just knock her out and set her aside. She's clearly not right in the head.

Thug: Uh, okay, boss. (Walks over to Nora with a pipe)

Jaune: (Sees Nora about to be attacked) NO!

Turns out being struck by lightning doesn't give you any powers. They cave my head in with a pipe while they beat him for several hours.

As I laid there half-conscious, with my tits exposed to air, I looked up to the blackened skies and prayed an ancient prayer!

Nora: Um, Oum, or whoever is up there? Could you, maybe, pretty please infuse my tits with the power of a thousand suns? (Clouds part, Revealing the divine image a Pyrrha Nikos) HOLY SHIT! YOU'RE REAL?!

Pyrrha:

LET THERE BE THUNDER AND LIGHTNING!

(Pyrrha electrocutes Nora with divine lightning)

MELONS BLESSED BY THE TREE OF LIFE!

THUNDER AND LIGHTNING!

(Nora rises with golden electricity crackling across her body)

HIGH VOLTAGE TITS LIGHTING UP THE NIGHT!

(Nora fires electricity at the thugs, Roman runs away)

MIGHTY BREASTS, MADE TO BREAK ALL THE REST!

THUNDER AND LIGHTNING!

(Nora approaches Jaune)

Jaune: (Bruised, Blackened eyes) Nora! I'm so glad you're okay! I don't what I would have done if you- (Nora hugs Jaune, Electric currents healing his wounds) I love you, Nora.

Nora: Jaune?

Jaune: Ye- (Nora roughly grips Jaune by the hair)

Nora: (Forcing Jaune level to her chest)

SUCK 'EM!

#rwby #jaune arc #nora valkryie #roman torchwick #pyrrah nikos #ninja sex party #nsp #thunder and lightning #nora's arc

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stripper-patrick · 4 years

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Spicy ⚡️Thor

Warnings: smut, language, oral (f), hammer play, major play, superpowers

Tags: @mrsbanreswillseeyou

Relationship: Thor x black plus sized reader

“Why don’t Midguardians appreciate bigger girls?” I ask out loud looking between Y/N and Bruce

“Huh?” Bruce turns to me clearly intrigued by my question. I repeat myself truly confused as to what the big deal is.

“Why don’t Midguardians appreciate bigger girls? I mean they’re soft and better to cuddle with”

“Well sometimes people can’t handle it” I say “other times they just don’t like it” Y/N answers “like once all the guys I’ve dated weren’t able to accept me with the way I look”

“They’re stupid asses didn’t know how to handle you”

“Where did that come from?” Bruce asks

“All over Instagram all I see is others praising the hourglass shape and yes it’s nice but I don’t see what’s wrong with people like Y/N I mean look at her she’s real and exudes confidence with the way she looks”

“Aww Thor” she smiles kissing my cheek. I grab her arm and whisper in her ear

“I wanna try something on you but you have to completely trust me” she looks at me nodding

“I do”

“Bruce we’ll be back” I say

“Ok” he nods staring at the news on tv.

I take Y/N’s hand but she stops “wait can I bring my yogurt”

“Yea I might need it” I smirk. Her eyes light up and she giggles

“Get out” Bruce says disgusted. I chuckle and take her to my bedroom.

On the way there she calls my name. I turn around looking at her “what are you about to do to me”

“Do you trust me 100% Y/N”

“I do” she nods. I hold out my hand and she waits until my hammer flies into my arm. Her eyes go wide and a smile runs across her face.

....

“Your safeword is thunder ok” I say. She looks at me nodding “lay back honey”

She lays back taking a deep breath. I lay Mjölnir on top of her “can you still breath”

She nods “try to get up for me” she tries but can’t move her upper body where Mjölnir lays.

“Don’t freak out ok” she nods. I grab a tie and wrap it around her eyes leaving her to darkness. I grab her water bottle next to the bed and drink the rest of it holding a piece of ice in my mouth. I put it down and lay over top her kissing her waiting lips.

“Your mouth is cold” she says. I hum and wrap my lips around her hard nipples letting the ice lay on it. She whimpers and I smile at her response. I do the same to the other and kiss between the valley of her breasts.

I spread her legs and lay on my stomach. I let the ice sit on her clit. She lets out a loud moan and she tries to move but the hammer won’t let her.

I continue eating her out watching her legs wiggle around “Thor” she moans. She tastes like strawberries so sweet. She can’t help but grab my hair pulling my closer and grinding her pussy along my beard getting her juices all over my face. I love when she gets like this.

“I can’t handle it anymore” she says in a broken moan

“Yes you can” I chuckle. She moans frustrated that she can’t get run from me. I can never get enough of her taste. I’d eat her every second of the day if she’d let me.

“Oh god” I conjure up a small bit of lightning on my fingers and touch her nipple sending a small shock through her. The grip on my hair tightens and I watch her moan out “I’m gonna cum please slow down gotdamn”

I speed up tongue fucking her rubbing my nose on her clit. I shock her again leaving her a screaming melting mess as her juices pour out and into my mouth. Her legs shake and toes flex and curl. She huffs holding onto my arm.

Y/N moves Mjölnir to the floor with a huge thud and sits up pushing my head away. I look up at her licking my lips in shock that she moved Mjölnir.

“I didn’t know I could do that”

“Me either” I say “get your clothes on we have to tell tony”

“Can I get a minute I’m looking for my soul” she chuckles.

“Ok I’ll be downstairs”

“Can you please wash your face I don’t need them knowing what we did”’

“They could hear you”

...

I’m downstairs and everyone is staring at me. Y/N slowly makes her way downstairs and the crew looks between us.

“I called you guys here because Y/N has superpowers”

“Wait what” tony asks “how do you know”

“Well I was down on her and I wanted to try something new so I put Mjölnir on her to keep her still and she got so overwhelmed by my tongue that she moved it”

They stare at me in shock with their jaws dropped.

“Are you serious”

“I wish he wasn’t” Y/N says

“So pick it up” she tries to pick it up but it won’t budge. She tries harder and again it won’t move.

“Y/N how did you do it the first time?” Tony asks

“Bring back whatever you thought about that made you do it” Steve suggests. Everyone is talking at once which I can see that she’s visibly overwhelmed and the voices start to get louder.

“Everyone shut up” she picks up the hammer flailing it around. It goes dead silent and I smile

“See”

“Oh. My. God”

I actually give it some thought and I don’t want Y/N to have a superpower “we gotta put her in the avengers. She’s not just our nurse anymore. She’s an avenger”

I stand up “no”

“No?” she asks

“She doesn’t know how to use her powers and further more I will not put her in any sort of danger. That’s the bottom line”

“Thor it’s not up to you”

“If she gets hurt I will kill someone” with that I go back upstairs and sit on the little seat in front of the window. I don’t know why I’d do if I lost her.

I hear a small knock on the door and it opens. I see Y/N and she walks over to me.

“Listen I know your scared to lose me during a fight but I’m a big girl I got this”

“It doesn’t matter how strong you are I just don’t want to lose you” I hug her hips allowing her to see all of me. I’ve never explained my emotions to anyone else other than Jane and you see how that went.

“I love you” she kisses my head

“I love you”

#smut #avengers #fluff #thor #thor x you #thor odinson #thor odinson imagine #thor odinson smut #thor smut #chris hemsworth #feb 15

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lokihzra · 3 years

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My Heart’s On Fire For Your Love

Chapter 5: you're the sun and i'm the moon because when you rise i fall

May 16th, 2012

Loki was marching through the living room, on a mission clearly but Thor stops him, turning him around by his arm “brother you know you can not go back to Asgard” Thor reminds him in Norse, like it wasn’t overwhelming Lokis’s thoughts every day, he remembers the hatred in Odins eyes, but he doesn’t care.

“I want to go home Thor, I want to see mother, I need answers” Loki says desperately, making Thor frown and step closer only for Loki to step away.

”answers to what?” Loki’s expression hardens and Thor frowns even harder once he realizes “your blood family?”

Loki nods instantly. He wasn’t going to mention the soulmate thing, not to his brother. “ I need to know who I am ”

“you’re my brother” Thor says harshly “adopted and blood” Thor was so sure of it that Loki was envious, he wished he could still call himself Thor’s brother

“a cut and a sad excuse for a vow means nothing”

“Loki you can not go” Thor sighs “I’ll ask them to provide you with what you need, if you promise not to kill anyone while I’m gone” Thor sends him a look and Loki sighs while rolling his eyes.

He hates when Thor looks at him like that, like the older brother he tries so hard, and fails, to be “ I don’t like killing, i don’t find it enjoyable so remember that because next time I’ll throw you out the window too” Loki glares but it doesn’t affect Thor at all, not after a thousand years.

Thor nods “so do you agree?” he asks, switching back to english to hopefully distract Loki from him already inching towards the helipad.

“no” Loki spits instantly, Thor stopping dead in his tracks at Lokis cold tone “I need to do this on my own and it doesn’t involve you”

“brother-“

“you are gullible to their lies. I am not, you’ll take the first answer you get and I do not. Do you see the problem I’m having here?” Loki says quickly, not caring about the hurt in Thor’s eyes.

The hurt quickly shifts though “I don’t have a lie detector like you” Thor snarls

“no, you can control thunder and lightning, you’re the golden child , the firstborn and first picked” Loki saunters forward, Thor stands his ground “the stable brother, the kind brother, the one destined for the throne” Loki hisses quietly, centimetres between the brothers, so close that Loki can see the resolve breaking in thor’s head “the saviour of the nine realms , the hero” Thor’s gaze hardens, trying to hide his breath shaking and his fists clenching.

Loki asks lowly “and what am I?”

“my brot-“

Loki interrupts before he can even hear that bullshit again.“what more than that?”

“hey you guys-“ Natasha tries to interrupt as well but the brothers don’t hear her at all, they completely forgot about their audience.

“you are my brother”

“what more than that?” Loki roars and Thor flinches away from him, his breath getting caught in his throat at Loki’s sudden yelling.

“what do you want me to say Loki?”

Loki scans him for a moment “the truth”

Thor’s tongue starts moving without his permission, spitting out complete lies “you’re a frost giant, a monster loved by no one, a runt left to die, the bastard son of an affair, the outcast, the weird little brother, the pawn for war, the last choice, the villain” Thor tries so hard to stop himself literally slapping his hands over his mouth, biting his tongue but nothing works “the one born just to die”

The silence was suffocating, Thor felt like passing out as he sees Loki's eyes water over, Bruce and Steve staring in shock, Natasha and Tony looked like they were ready to freak out and Tony nearly does “what the fuck Thor?” Tony roars, but he blames it on his chest suddenly weighing a thousand pounds of pain, Loki’s pain.

”nonononono” Thor says quickly “he can make people lie or tell the truth, I didn’t- I don’t mean any of it- I did not want to say any of that-“

“I asked for the truth”

“that was your truth, not mine” Thor says without missing a beat “do it again and wish for my truth” Loki wants to, he really wants to know Thor’s true thoughts of him but he can’t bring himself to do it so instead he punches Thor in the face so hard that the skin over his knuckles break and a couple tiles of the marble floor crack with the force of Thor falling.

“what was that for?” Thor groans as he props himself up on his elbows, his cheek already bruising and turning a dark red.

“go to hel” Loki spits before walking away but as he walk by Thor the latter swings his arm and Loki falls flat on his face.

Tony flinches as his own ribs and head start throbbing in pain, the two men fighting on the floor distracting everyone from Tony holding his face in pain.

He can’t look up to watch as Thor hovers over Loki and starts throwing punches, he doesn’t need to look to know because he can feel it . “you guys-“ he stops as another hit causes a wave of pain to shoot through his nose.

“wait stop” Loki begs as he notices Tony hunched over but Thor doesn’t listen, hitting Loki again and making Tony groan in pain. “Thor fucking stop!” Loki yells as he catches Thors hands. “Tony?” Loki asks in concern as he watches the man stumble, catching himself against the couch and shaking his head lightly.

“I’m fine” Tony utters but his voice shakes as he blinks quickly, Loki’s concern morphs into guilt as Tony gulps and he fights to keep his eyes open.

“Tony?” Thor’s voice shakes as he quickly gets off of Loki and walks over to the billionaire. Good thing he does because Tony eyes close and he drops, Thor catching him just before he hits the ground.

“It appears that his heart is slowing down” JARVIS says and even he sounds concerned, without missing a beat Thor picks up Tony’s limp body walking by Loki and the other Avengers who are frozen in fear, but they quickly snap out of it and follow Thor into the elevator.

“JARVIS tell the doctor there’s an emergency” Natasha says and the last thing Loki hears before they disappear behind the elevator doors is JARVIS’ smart ass replying “I already have miss Romanoff”

Loki snaps out of it once he can hear the elevator head to one of the lower levels. He sighs loudly and he runs his hand through his hair, his heart beating 100 miles an hour the complete opposite of Tony’s condition and he immediately knows it’s the bond, the bond is doing something.

Maybe it’s from the fight, or maybe Tony’s mortal body is finally giving out. Either thought makes Loki sick.

“JARVIS I’m going to use my magic” he says and before the AI can reply he disappears in green and shows up on the medical floor, quickly heading down the hall and finding them in one of the rooms.

“what the fuck?” Clint whispers as the heart monitor Tony is connected to starts to beep slower when Loki walks in.

“Move” Loki demands pushing Steve aside and without hesitantly he hivers his hands over Tony’s chest, a green light extending from his hands and covering Tony like a blanket. He focuses as hard as he can, pushing back the that voice in his head screaming at him and only stops when the warmth running through his veins fades and he hears the heart monitor beeping steadier with every second.

You’re going to kill him.

“L, what does that stand for?” Clint asks with a frown as everyone looks at the mark on Tony’s wrist, Loki wants to fucking disappear but he just gave almost all his strength to Tony.

“Loki” Thor’s voice is low as he turns his attention to his brother sitting in the uncomfortable seat “that’s a soul mark” Thor states as he marches over to his brother and Loki doesn’t even bother reacting, he’s fucking tired. Thor stops in front of him and holds out a hand “I want to see your wrist”

“No” Loki spits and tucks his hand under his arm to protect his wrist

“give me your wrist” Thor demands lowly and when Loki starts to shake his head Thor grabs his arm. Loki pulls back making Thor step forward and Loki kicks him in the stomach so hard he hears Thor wheeze.

Instead of letting go Thor pulls Loki down with him, ignoring Steve and Bruce yelling at them to stop. Loki hits the ground with a thud and he feels his muscles ache as Thor pins his hands over his head “brother please don’t” Loki begs, too tired to fight back but of course Thor ignores him like he has for the past 1000 years and pulls his sleeve down revealing the mark.

Loki sighs as he sees Thor’s face drop, the colour draining from it and Loki closes his eyes. He pants as he catches his breath and he keeps his eyes closed because he’s fucking tired and he doesn’t want to see anyone’s reaction. Doesn’t want to see the disgust and fear.

“what the hell does this mean?” Loki hears Natasha ask from his left and even if he wanted to look at her he wouldn’t be able to, his eyes so heavy he would think there’s tiny mjolnirs holding them shut and he doesn’t feel a tear fall from his eye as he slips into darkness.

The first thing that clicked in his brain was that he needed water, his tongue was so dry, his lips cracked as he groaned and sat up only to freeze feeling all the tension in the room.

Loki was on the floor, Thor, Natasha and Steve standing near him while Bruce and Clint were standing at his bedside.

“nobody kissed me right?” he mutters only to have angry and shocked faces staring at him “what’d I do?”

Steve’s face turns cold “the mark on your wrist” Tony’s expression falls as he sees Steve look at his wrist, the mark hidden from their view thank jesus “why didn’t you tell anyone?”

“tell anyone what?” he asks innocently as he tears the wires off of his chest to avoid looking at anyone, he doesn’t want them to see his emotions.

“don’t do that not now Tony” Bruce nearly begs but Tony ignores him and jumps off the bed as he gets the last wire off, he couldn’t care for their worries or whatever they wanted to yell at him for.

“what happened?”

“your soulmate was draining your energy” Thor says lowly as he stares down at Loki.

“ah fuck” Tony grumbles and runs a hand down his face, his stomach churning and he has to repeat to himself don’t puke don’t puke don’t puke . Tony peeks through his fingers at Steve, Thor and Loki “so why is he conked out?” Tony asks, his hand dropping from his face and he ignores the pressure in his heart.

“He did something to help you” Thor says, still staring down at his brother.

“so you’re just going to leave him on the floor?” Tony hisses as he moves to help Loki “jesus you guys are assholes” he doesn’t know why he wants to help Loki, he likes helping people but this person is Loki.

Loki did help him though. Cared for him while everyone else didn’t, while they were sound asleep. Tony probably woke Loki up that night- No, Thor said that Loki sleeps during the day but, he hasn’t been, he’s been up and walking around.

“he didn’t tell-“ Steve tries to justify leaving Loki passed out on the floor like some lowlife drunk.

“I didn’t tell you either!” Tony roars making Steve and Natasha freeze, Thor looks impressed while Clint and Bruce look afraid?

Tony lets out a huff and walks over to Loki “Thor help me” Tony demands as he pulls Loki up by his arms and Loki's head falls back, Tony winces at the crack he hears but quickly forgets about it as Thor instantly is behind Loki, tucking his hands under Loki's arms and pulling him up to his feet.

“so what’d he do to help me?” Tony asks as he stands up. God Loki would not stop helping him and for what? What did Loki want?

Thor moves to one side so Tony could support the other as they bring Loki over to Tony’s previous spot on the gurney “probably gave you some of his strength, he passed out before I could ask”

Tony can’t help but ask “that isn’t dangerous?” it would fucking suck if Loki kicked the bucket before Tony could repay him for the help.

“it depends on how much of his strength he gave you”

“well how much?”

“never got to ask him” Bruce says as he moves out of the way, he did not want to be in Tony’s way when he was pissed off.

Tony groans as they finally get Loki on the gurney “all of you act like this is nothing” Tony grumbles.

“What?”

“my soul is going to bond with his and what happens if we don’t fall in love?” Tony asks nobody as he fixes Loki’s leg so it’s not hanging off the bed.

“No one knows” Thor says. How bad could it be? Thor has never heard of anyone dying because they don’t love their soulmate. But then again Thor has also never heard of soulmates that didn’t love each other.

“One of us will die” Tony says lowly “I almost just did and it’s only been three weeks so what happens in three months?”

“don’t talk like that” Steve spits.

“it’s not that hard to figure out cap”

“we’ll find a-“

“ It's our souls Rogers” Tony repeats slowly to get it into Steve's thick head “you wanna make a cure for soulmates? they can’t even cure HIV, how would you cure this?” fuck, Thor and Loki don’t even know what else the bond will do so how in the fuck are they supposed to whip up a cure for this? Tony could barely stop himself from dying a couple years ago.

“Tony” Steve breathes out, obviously not wanting Tony to think like that.

“just forget about it” Tony grumbles as he walks out the door. His mind set on a drink so he goes upstairs and drinks until he can’t anymore.

He was going to die anyways.

It’s what you have wanted for years. At least this way you’ll have a meaningful death.

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simsadventures · 5 years

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The Real Me

Alpha Thor x Omega Reader

Summary: Thor suffers from depression and slight PTSD after leaving the battle with Thanos. What happens when he finally meets the one person he’d been waiting for his whole life?

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, slight angst (I guess) symptoms of depression, self-loathing, assuring, fluff, spoilers to the end of Infinity War and Thor’s appearance in End Game

Word Count: 2462

A/N: This was written for my lovely @p8tn0lish for my Followers Appreciation Challenge, the prompt being 19. Let’s take it one day at a time, shall we? Hope you guys’ll enjoy it. If you’d like to request any of the other prompts, feel free to do so, it is still open xx

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Thor loved his new life. Valkyrie was pretty much taking care of the new Asgard that they built together. He didn’t have to be the Mighty Thor, God of Thunder anymore, he could just be Thor, the guy playing video games with his friends, drinking soda and eating pizza all day.

If anyone told him before the shit hit the fan with Thanos that he would end up here, he would laugh in that person’s face. But now he was acting as if this was the best life he could’ve lived. He no longer had the faith of many worlds on his shoulders, the only fates he now had to care for were his characters in games, and he liked that. The lack of responsibility was freeing.

He didn’t even use mirror anymore, the once playboy of Asgard was now more into what the crust on his pizza looked like than if the pizza didn’t stick in his beard. And there was nobody to point these things out. He was hidden at the very end of Asgard, with Korg and the others, and they really didn’t give two damns about Thor’s appearance, as long as he’d play the games with them.

Valkyrie did give it a few tries, but after like 5th, she gave up. She didn’t have the energy to manage one whole race, or what was left of it, the relationship with other countries and planets, and also if Thor was taking care of himself. She was sorry for him, she really was, but she wasn’t the right one to help him.

Everyone in Asgard thought Thor needed his Omega. He was getting older, and although he was God, he was old enough to finally settle down. His ruts were also getting tougher and tougher, and some worried that even his Godly body wouldn’t be able to take another strong rut like that.

Naturally, they wanted some of their own to be the next queen of Asgard, but after a while, even back at the original Asgard, people realised that that wouldn’t be an option. And with how much time he started to spend on Earth, even his late mother believed that his Omega was hiding somewhere there.

So when three young Omega wandered to Asgard in Norway, more than a few of the citizens prayed that one of them would be the right one.

You wanted to have a trip across northern Europe because you heard nature was beautiful there, and as an excited hiker, you wanted to get to know something a little different than what you were used to. You even knew that the new Asgard was set somewhere in Norway, and you and your friends all agreed that you have to see it. Not for Thor (though you wouldn’t mind seeing the God), but for the different culture, you were sure you’d see.

Your holiday was going great, but a few days into the trip, your head and belly felt a little strange. You knew you weren’t getting into heat, you had one almost two months ago, and it never happened to you to have two so close together. But you were fidgety, butterflies in your belly, even though you barely left the forests and you were almost always alone with your friends. And you were definitely not in love with your friends.

It only got worse when you entered Asgard, to the point you actually had to sit down in a near pub, to try and get your own body under control. Your friends weren’t much help, to be honest. They would always say that those are precisely the symptoms the books talk about when describing meeting your true mate. You just rolled your eyes at them and continued to mind your own business. True mates were a myth created by desperate Omegas trying to believe in something.

You befriended one of the single Omegas in the pub, and after hours of mindlessly talking about nothing and everything, she insisted on all three of you sleeping at her place that night. It was about a 10-minute walk from the pub, as she lived on the outskirts of the city. You were gladly following because you couldn’t wait to have a good long shower, and a night of sleep somewhere better than in your tent.

You just got out of the shower, and changed into your PJs, when you heard the most beautiful voice you’ve ever heard.

“Who else is here? I can smell her.”

“Just one other Omega, my king. Her name is Y/N.” She paused a little, and looked up the stairs, where you were currently frozen to a place. “Here, come down, please, Y/N. Our king would like to speak to you.”

You took a deep breath and skipped down the stairs. And there he stood in all his mightiness. You saw that he changed from the times you saw him on TV, but he was no less powerful and beautiful than what you did remember.

It was especially his eyes, which drove you to him. They were full of warmth, but at the same time, you could see the loss in them too. And there was nothing you wanted to do more than run to him and hug him tight.

As you were thinking about this, a low growl could be heard from the depth of his chest. “Mine.” That word awoke something in you. You took a sharp breath and then it hit you. The smell of chocolate, cayenne pepper, and what smelt like the rays of sun enveloped you. Your eyes fluttered shut, and you took another deep breath. You could smell this for the rest of your life.

Your eyes suddenly snapped open, and you stared intently at him. There was more than a big possibility that you would actually smell this for the rest of your life. This was the smell of your true mate, and even if you didn’t believe in such things 3 hours ago, you now knew that all of it, the fairytales and myths, they were all true.

“My dove, beautiful Y/N, my name is Thor Odinson, and I believe we are mates.” He said this, with a smile on his face, which suddenly faltered, when he looks somewhere behind you.

Thor didn’t even think when he smelt you. All thoughts were concentrated on you, and the fact that he had to find you. When you were there, in front of him, he couldn’t believe his own luck. You were perfect, with those big Y/E/C eyes and beautiful curves, he was sure the Gods sent you to him because you were the mightiest woman that ever lived.

He wanted to devour you there and then, but then caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror, and he suddenly remembered why he lived in such seclusion. He never wanted to have someone close to him, who could be snatched away in a blink of an eye, and here you stood. The mate he was so desperately searching for all those years was finally here, and he couldn’t imagine such perfect woman being able to love the sad and broken man under all that facade.

He turned around and all but ran from the house of your Asgardian friend. You didn’t understand his motives, all you could think of was that you had your true mate right there, and he was running away from you. And you were stubborn enough to run after him.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going, just because you’re a king you can’t just let me standing there!” You yelled at his back. It made him stop in his tracks and turn his head in your direction.

Even in the shimmering light of moonlight, you could see his face was wet from tears. You could swear you heard your heart crack.

“My apologies, my queen, I’m not a good enough man for such a beautiful creature like you. Please, go, and find a man that would be able to take care of you.”

You took a few steps forward, so you were now not even meter apart. You gently touched his cheek, and he leaned into your touch, still crying. You wiped away a few stray tears and smiled at him lovingly.

“I don’t know what happened, Thor, but I’m here, and I want to be yours.”

He shook his head violently and tried to step away from you, but you caught his hand in yours and kept him in place. “I am but a broken man, no real Alpha like you deserve, my dove. I lost everyone, because of my own failures, and I don’t want to you be the next victim of my inabilities.”

You squeezed his hand tighter, “is there a place, that is not outside, where we can talk without being interrupted, by people or by this freaking cold?” You laughed a little. You wanted to talk to him till your last breath, but you would prefer to do that in some warm room, under a blanket, or something.

“See? I don’t even see when my own true-“

“Shhh, don’t do this to yourself. I’m a big girl, I can talk when I’m cold, and I’m doing so, so please, take me somewhere inside, handsome.”

He blushed a little at your comment, obviously not believing your words. This beautiful man was so insecure that it physically hurt you. You wanted to inflict pain on everyone who made him feel that way, and you set a goal, maybe a lifetime goal, to make him see the way you saw him. So what, he had a belly, you didn’t mind that. A little dad-bod never hurt no-one. His hair needed a brush, but you were happy with the length, and if he let you near his beard, you would just cut it here and there, and it would be perfect. He was perfect, and you wanted to make sure he knew it.

You came into his house, and three other guys were there. “Hey, boys, would you mind actually going to your homes tonight? I got- I got a thing here, with my true mate.”

When Korg heard the words, true mate, he sprang to his feet, grabbed the other two and sprinted out of the door, yelling good luck, as Thor closed the door. He looked around and smiled at you apologetically. The house was a mess, to say the least. But who were you to judge? You gave him a reassuring smile, took the pizza boxes sitting at one of the ends of the couch, grabbed a nearby blanket, and snuggled under it.

Thor smiled at how homely you suddenly looked. As if you were meant to be there, in his lodging, next to the fireplace.

“As I was saying, I don’t know what happened for you to think all those things of yourself, and I don’t know your character well enough to be able to assure you right now, but from what I know, you are an amazing person, Thor. You saved what was left of Asgard and-“

“But I couldn’t save it all, and I couldn’t save the Earth from Thanos either. I’m supposed to be God, Y/N, and I failed my own father, and I failed everyone on each planet.”

You sighed and scooted over closer to him. You again took his hand and interlaced your fingers with his. “But the fate of the world is and never was on your shoulders. Nobody blames you and the whole team of Avengers for what happened. For some reason, it was supposed to happen this way. You are not a failure, Thor.”

“But I lost everyone I ever loved, everyone I ever cared for is now dead. I don’t know how to live in a world where they aren’t. Before the showdown with Thanos, I had a purpose, I wanted to kill him. But now that I failed, what am I suppose to do?”

He was crying again, and to your surprise, you found your own cheeks wet from your tears. “Let’s take it one day at a time, shall we? I also lost members of my family and friends to the snap, and it hurt like hell, and some nights, I can’t sleep because I just want them back so much, you know? But now we have each other, and it will be a steep road, for both of us. But I believe that if we genuinely want to be better, we can.

You know what I see when I look at you?” You asked him, and he closed his eyes. “A fat, disgusting man, a broken figure? Something like that?”

You kissed his cheek, and he took a sharp breath. “No, I see a perfect man, a man that had to deal with much more than is ok, and he survived all that. I see a survivor, a fighter, and the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. You think I care about your body? God no. I care about the soul, Thor, and from what I can tell, yours is amazing, maybe lost right now, but I know that you are a passionate man who cares for his family and friends, and who would do anything for those he cares about, am I right?”

He nodded a little, unable to speak up. “Than that’s all I need to know. I’m not perfect either, there’s no gap between my thighs, and my boobs are weirdly shaped, and my hair’s a mess, but I’m me, the real me. And I want you to be the real you with me. If it means you’ll cry, and need me to hold you, I’m here for you. If you need to scream and create a few thunderstorms, I got one real cute raincoat. I’m here for you every step of the way, that is, if you want me, of course.”

“Dove, you are the most perfect woman I’ve ever seen, of course, I want you, I simply don’t want you to wake up one day and realise that your mate is not worthy.”

“But, don’t you understand, Thor? You are worthy. Worthy of my love, but most importantly, worthy of your own self-love. I want you to see yourself through my eyes, and because you’re now stuck with me for the rest of our lives, I’ll make sure you see yourself that way.”

Thor looked up and looked into your eyes. For the first time since they killed Thanos, he was hopeful. His heart still ached for all those he lost, but with you, he could see his future, and for some reason, it was brighter than ever.

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theatrelove3000 · 4 years

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Show Yourself

Hello! I have no patience so I decided to post again. Twice in two days is okay right? It’s fine. This is another song fic. I know that not many people like them but they relate in terms of how things progress. These fics can stand alone but also work together to form a story. This one is Show Yourself from Frozen II (sorry not sorry, I do what I want.) I do not own Frozen or it’s music. If I did, I would be way better off than I currently am, haha!

Summary: Loki and Thor get in an argument and Loki, being the drama king he is, flees to Jötenhiem. He really should have realized that His Queen would come after him.

Warnings: Nothing too serious. Its a fluffy ball of fluff.

Show Yourself

Noelle PoV:

"THOR, WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I scream as I storm my way into the throne room, not caring who was in there and what was happening.

My friends run in behind me but they have longer legs than I do and keep up easily. Fandral catches me around the waist as I struggle towards Loki's brother. The king.

The king who cowers from me as I burst into the room.

"Lady Noelle, I know you are upset-" He has his hands raised in a defensive position. Sif ushers whoever was in the throne room with Thor out, guards included.

"Upset? UPSET?! I CAN'T SEE 'UPSET' FROM WHERE I AM STANDING!" I lash out at him again but Fandral is stronger than me and contains me easily.

"Noelle, please take a breath and explain what has happened! If this is about the argument Loki and I had, it was nothing that we haven't done before, you know this."

"Yes, well, your little 'argument' has caused your brother, my fiancè, to leave Asgard. Why would he leave me if YOU HADN'T SAID SOMETHING WORSE THAN USUAL?!"

His face drains of all colour. He pauses for a moment, mouth hanging open. I channel my emotions into my magic and bust out of Fandral's grip. Before they could process my action, I had Thor held against the wall five feet up with my other arm stretched out as a warning to the others.

"Loki has taught her well." Hogan murmurs to Volstagg. I wasn't meant to hear it but that's not what I'm worried about.

"What did you say to him?" I ask angrily.

He stutters a bit and I start pushing more pressure into his chest where I hold him. If I didn't need answers, it would be his throat.

"I may have said something about how he wasn't truly the heir because of the monster beneath his skin." He whispers, tears welling a bit.

I drop him.

Sif rushes to his side and helps him sit up. "A stunt like that will get you killed, Lady Noelle. It's treason." She spits at me. I fix my gaze on her and she immediately looks away.

"What did he say to that?"

"He said 'If I am a monster, perhaps I should go back to where the monsters lurk.' I didn't think he meant it, Noelle. I'm so sorry."

I take a deep breath. "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to." And with that, I teleport to my room.

I fall into the chair next to the door, putting my head in my hands with my elbows on my knees. I try to stop the tears but everything hurts. First I lose my mother, not 4 months ago, then the only man I've ever loved.

"But he isn't lost, is he, girl." I jump at hearing a voice in my room. I look up to meet the golden eyes of Heidall. I stand and bow my head to him slightly.

"Come now, child. You know where he is. You have the ability to retrieve him. Only you can." I nod slightly, not really understanding his words.

"You will need your cloak."

I raise an eyebrow at him but move to my closet to get the dark green cloak that Loki bought for me. 'In case it is ever necessary.' He had told me. As I wrap the heavy material around my shoulders, I feel the Bifrost working around me. I squeeze my eyes shut.

The next thing I know, my hair and cloak are being whipped around by a freezing wind. I open my eyes and realize that I am in Jötenhiem. If the snow and ice don't prove that, then the thunderous winds that chill me to the bone does.

I pull my cloak closer around me and start walking towards the monstrous ice formations where I knew I would be more sheltered from the wind. As I get closer, I feel the familiar tug of my connection with Loki. I know he is close.

He knows I'm here.

"Loki?" I call out to him, not expecting an answer. "Loki, it's me. Please, come out." I wait to see if he responds. He doesn't.

I get a little impatient and very upset.” Loki, don't hide from me. You have nothing to be ashamed of! Thor is an idiot who ran his mouth but you know he was wrong, Loki. He feels bad about it. Please, come home. Come back to me." I feel him pull a little further. It feels like a bungee cord being stretched out between us.

"Please don't leave me." I whisper

The pulling stops. He stopped moving. He heard me. But he still doesn't come out. I suddenly have an idea.

“Every inch of me is trembling; But not from the cold; Something is familiar; Like a dream I can reach but not quite hold; I can sense you're here; Like a friend I've always known; I'm arriving; And it feels like I am home.” I sing in a low voice. I'm mostly trying to warm my voice enough to get louder. It's freaking cold here.

“You have always been a fortress; Cold secrets deep inside; I've had secrets, too; So you don't have to hide; Show yourself; I'm dying to see you; Show yourself; It's your turn; You are the one I've been looking for; All of my life!; Show yourself; I'm ready to learn.” I sing the scales his mother used to him to him to help him sleep. It is returned by a higher pitched version of the same scales coming from the ice formations behind me. I start walking faster towards them, no longer feeling the biting cold.

“I've never felt so certain; All your life you've been torn; But I'm here for a reason; Could you be the reason I was born?; We have always been so different; Normal rules did not apply; Is this the day?; Is this the way; We finally find out why?; Show yourself; I'm no longer trembling; Here I am; I've come so far.” I've reached the first few ice spikes. I put a hand on one of the towering spires.

“You are the answer I've waited for; All of my life; Oh, show yourself; Let me see where you are!; Come to me now; Open your door; Don't make me wait; One moment more; Oh, come to me now; Open your door; Don't make me wait; One moment more!” I slowly turn in my place, taking a few steps deeper into the cavern.

I place my hand on the wall, knowing he is close, when the wall collapses into tiny pieces at my touch. I jump away from it then turn to see there is a whole new room that the wall was hiding.

It looks like a throne room. It's long and narrow and there is an elevated platform at the end of it. That's where I spot my Loki, sitting atop the chair of ice. He looks almost like he has been waiting for me, but I can tell he didn't expect me to come find him.

“Where the north wind meets the sea.” I hear his voice. I respond with the scales. “There's a river full of memory.”

“Come my darling homeward bound;” I stretch my hand out for him to take and he stands, but doesn't move to meet me. “You are found! Show yourself; Step into your power; Grow yourself; Into something new; You are the one we've been waiting for;” I start running towards him.

“All of our lives.”

“All of our lives; Oh, show yourself!” He reaches his hand out to me.

I sing the scales a few times as I climb the steps up to him. I take his hand and pull him to me. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and I move one of my hands up and down his spine while the other combs through his hair. His arms wrap tightly around my waist and pulls me closer to his chest.

We stand in silence for a moment before I start to shiver again. Loki notices immediately and pulls me to the throne he was in when I got here. He pulls another thick blanket and cloak from thin air. He sits me in his lap and wraps the fabric around me, whatever was left, he pulled around himself.

"You should not have come here. You can't just follow me into a frozen wasteland." He tells me, dragging me impossibly closer.

I curl my fingers into the lapels of his leathers, trying my best to disappear into him. "Then you should not leave me and run away to a frozen wasteland." I reply and he chuckles, kissing my temple. "Please come home with me?"

He stiffens but doesn't let me go, probably for fear that I'll freeze. "I do not belong there."

"Don't say that. You only think that because you were raised to think Frost Giants are monsters. Loki, look at me." I put my fingers on his jaw and turn his face to look at me. "You are not a monster. You are Loki. You are my Loki. You are Frigga's son." He opens his mouth to protest but I keep talking, "Do not go there. You don't have to be blood related to be family."

"That is sort of the definition of family, love."

"Are we related by blood?"

He stops, shocked, then replies, "No. But that is not the same. I plan to make you my wife, therefore you are my family by marriage."

I sigh. "You were adopted. Frigga treated you as her son. She loved you unconditionally. No matter what happened with Odin, she made sure you were taken care of. Is that not what you have done for me? Brought me into your life, your world? Do you love me unconditionally? Make sure I'm cared for? How is this different?"

He looks away from my face, staring at the floor. I press my lips to his cheek before shuddering from the cold again. I nuzzle my face into his neck, anything to keep warm. He starts to stand and put me on my feet but I cling to him.

"Darling, you can't stay much longer. You will freeze."

"I am not leaving without you." I state stubbornly.

He sighs defeatedly before calling for Heimdall. The Bifrost surrounds us and I shut my eyes, curling closer to Loki's body. We appear back in Asgard on the platform of Heimdall's post. From there, he nods to Heimdall and teleports us to his chambers.

Still cradling me to his chest, he pulls back the covers and sets me on the bed. He crawls in next to me and pulls the blankets over us both, wrapping his arms around me.

As soon as I stop shivering, I start taking the cloaks off, but leave the sheets covering me and Loki. I snake my arms around his neck and pull him closer, as if I could keep him there with me. I knew that if he wanted to go, he would have no trouble getting up.

"On the contrary, love." He mutters in my ear, "I am rather comfortable at the moment, therefore not intending to stand in the near future."

"I suppose that means that I'm not standing either?"

He hums in affirmation and buries his face deeper into my hair. I giggle a little at the feeling of his nose rubbing the side of my neck.

I'm not sure how long we lay in the bed, wrapped up in each other. We are so close that it is hard to tell where he stops and I begin. Eventually though, we both get hungry and I leave him in the bedroom to go get some food from the dining hall. I am hesitant to leave the room in fear that he won't be there when I return but he promised me that he would be waiting for me.

I would have followed him wherever he went anyway.

"Lady Noelle!" Volstagg exclaims as I collect some food for Loki and myself.

"Hello, Volstagg."

"Did you find your Prince?"

"I did. Please send my apologies to Thor for my behavior earlier. I would do it myself but I need to return to Loki. He hasn’t eaten today."

We clasp arms and I pick up the plates I made for us. On my way back to Loki's chambers, I get an idea.

"I have had a thought!" I tell him, handing him his plate.

"A dangerous pastime."

I giggle at his reference and respond, "I know."

"What is your thought, darling?" He takes his plate from my hands and picks up some grapes.

"Let's leave Asgard."

He pauses, a piece of bread halfway to his mouth. He sets down the food and looks at me.

"What?" He looks a little shocked.

"Let's leave Asgard. You aren't happy here, you and Thor are always fighting, and whether you realize it or not, you have become increasingly more depressed. I miss Midgard, as well. Maybe we could move there? I'm happy as long as you're with me, I just thought a change of scenery might do you some good." He presses his fingers to my lips to stop my rambling.

"If you wish to go to Midgard, we will go to Migard." He says quietly.

"It's not about me, Loki. It's about you."

"I agree with you. I think that Midgard is the only other realm that is somewhat safe for both you and me, though it is not completely harmless in my case. Where would we stay?"

"When I went back to live with my mother after you died," he shutters at my mentioning it, "I met the Avengers. I worked with them, I helped them in Sokovia. They trust me."

He sneers a bit at the name. "They do not trust me."

"Tony offered me my own floor in the tower, we could live there."

"The Avengers do not like me."

"But they could learn. I could go ahead for a few days and convince them that you weren't yourself and you could join me in a week?"

He sighs, his eyes searching mine. "You think they will believe you?"

I cup his cheek, bringing his forehead to mine. "If I had a better place where you could ease into Midgard, I would suggest it, but since I haven't been on Migard in a while, I don't have enough money to get us an apartment."

He closes his eyes and nods. "We will go to Stark. But I want to come with you. I do not want to wait. We can stay at an inn until you get everything settled with him."

"You are sure that you are okay with this? Maybe if I asked Thor to tag along at first, to help us convince the team, they would be more willing."

"As you wish."

I smile and press my lips to his. He runs his fingers through my hair and holds the back of my neck to keep me in place. I drag my nails against his scalp, earning a groan from him. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his lap, the food completely forgotten.

~~~~~Le Time Skip~~~~~

"You really believe Reindeer Games has changed?" Tony asks me with hesitation.

"It's not that he has changed. It's like he went back to who he truly is. He was under Thanos' control when he attacked New York." I say.

"How do we know that you aren't under his control?" Bucky questions. I turn and look him in the eyes.

"You know me better than most everyone else, Buck. Am I acting like I am under his control?"

"She is acting of her own free will." I hear the slightly Russian accent of Wanda say from behind me. I spin around just as the glimmer of her red magic disappears. "I would sense his presence if he was there."

"See? It's fine. Please just give him a chance? He wants to prove himself." I take Tony's hand, pleading with him.

"Out of curiosity, why are you so set on this?" Steve asks me. The others murmur around me. Shit.

"I just. He is my best friend and he hates being in Asgard. His other option is Jötenhiem but I don't want him to seclude himself there. Please? He just wants to show you that the being that attacked New York is not the same person I know."

Tony and Steve sigh simultaneously (which makes me smile a little and Buck snort.) "Can Thor back you up?" Tony asks.

"I wanted to bring him with but he is busy with the whole acting as king thing while his father is ill. But he did send his regards and agrees with me."

Tony pinches the bridge of his nose and looks over at Steve. They look at each other for a moment before Steve nods. "Fine. You may both stay here. He will have his own floor when he proves himself but until then, he stays with you. I have a floor prepared, all you gotta do is decorate. There is an office we could turn into a guest bedroom but I would personally make him sleep on the couch."

I grin and throw my arms around Tony. "Thank you so much, Tones! I promise you won't regret this."

"I hope not, Elle. Otherwise it's your head. And his." He hugs me back. I hug the rest of my friends and talk to Tony about the bare necessities for my apartment before teleporting back to the hotel.

When I get there, Loki is asleep on the bed with his book open and laying on his chest. After taking the book on the bedside table, I creep towards him silently and move around the bed. Crawling in beside him, I wrap my arms around him. He wakes up enough to turn to face me, dragging me to his body before passing out again. I'll tell him we have a place to stay when we wake up.

#loki x oc #loki fanfic #loki odinson #loki cuddles #Avengers #tony stark #tony stank #bucky barnes #steve rogers #wanda maximoff #marvel #loki fluff #frozen

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thebibliomancer · 4 years

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Essential Avengers: Avengers #218: Born Again (And Again and Again...)

April, 1982

Avengers fill-in issues are so weird. Beast isn’t even here and things are weird as heck.

And geez this is an unsubtle cover. And for once, not a lie.

Although Yellowjacket being in the roster rectangle is one.

I do like that the And Again... And Again... wraps off the edge of the page.

Y’know, I don’t know that this is a fill-in. It says Jim Shooter co-plotted. Then again, there’s a regular creative team box instead of an essay. So co-plotted probably means Shooter offered some adjustments to the plot but mostly let J.M. DeMatteis get on with it.

This feels like a weird time for it, honestly? The fall of Yellowjacket arc is kind of humming along leisurely already. With setup in 212, the fall in 213, fallout in 214, then a pause in 215 and 216 for the Molecule Man plot, and finally picking back up with Hank in 217 to see him fall further. And then there’s going to be a stretch of issues before we pick up again.

But it is what it is and what it is is a weird fill-in.

The issue starts where a young boy just walks right up to the door of Avengers Mansion and rings the doorbell.

Somewhere, Henry Peter Gyrich is shaking his fist. Where are the door tentacles? He fought for those door tentacles!

The young boy is here to see the Avengers and won’t take a “the Avengers are quite busy today” for an answer.

This boy: “This is a matter of life and death!!”

He remains quite insistent that he see the Avengers.

Luckily, Wasp (who I guess is not quite busy today?) shows up and decides to let this boy in for the best reason of all.

Wasp: “Turn away an adorable well-spoken little boy like you? Never! I know you were just doing your job, Jarvis -- but I’m a sucker for a pretty face! I think I’ll give him the grand tour.”

Wasp, pls.

But what Wasp says goes, so Jarvis just shrugs and goes back to the chocolate mousse cake that he was making.

Leaving Wasp to deal with this unruly child.

Wasp: “What’s your name, sweetie?”

This boy: “Sweetie?! Madam -- I am not your ‘sweetie!’ As I explained to your butler, this is a matter of gravest importance! Now take me to Captain America and the others!”

Wasp: “Just one minute, young man! I know you’re excited about being here -- but that is no excuse for rudeness! I think you ought to --”

This boy: “Madam -- SHUT UP!!”

And then he shoves her and runs off.

Pretty sure he shoves her in the boob too. You can’t fool me by changing some letters, SFX that says BOONT.

Anyway, very rude, this boy.

Meanwhile, in the Avenger’s lab we get to see what the Avengers are so quite busy with.

Thor is holding up an incredibly heavy piece of machinery while Iron Man does some welding on the bottom of it.

Thor is also complaining about holding up an incredibly heavy piece of machinery because Iron Man has been at it for about an hour. Do they not have a jack or something that can do the job instead?

Also, the big thing is apparently an “inter-spatial monitor.” I assume it watches the space between spaces.

Cap is also here, being quite busy leaning against the wall and also complaining about how long this is taking.

He’s already worked out for three hours today and he wants to get on with the Avengers meeting.

And then This Boy runs into the room exclaiming “Avengers! I’ve got to talk to you!!” startling Iron Man just when he was finishing up the welding.

Startled Iron Man accidentally blasts Thor’s foot causing the God of Thunder to lose his grip on the inter-spatial monitor out of surprise.

Cap realizes Iron Man could get crushed underneath it and springs into action, tackling Iron Man out from under the monitor. The choreography almost makes sense.

Iron Man: “Thanks, Cap -- but I could have handled that myself, you know!”

Captain America: “I know, old friend -- but I didn’t want to... take any chances!”

And then they shake hands in a display of what good friends they are. Ha ha this is ironic in hindsight. But also: is DeMattias trying to ship them? This feels like a very shippable moment.

Look at Cap’s little smile.

Anyway.

Thor scoops up This Boy and scolds him for scurrying around and distracting thunder gods.

Thor: “Whoe’ver thou art -- Thor hath half a mind to give thee a sound spanking!”

This Boy: “I... don’t think I’d live through it!”

Hah.

Thor: “Worry not, child -- Thor shall not strike thee!”

So then Wasp shows up so the gang is all here for this boy to explain why he wanted to talk to the Avengers so badly.

This Boy: “Listen to me -- all of you! I am not a child! I am a man cursed with eternal life! I am a man who cannot die -- and I need your help!”

Iron Man: “Easy, son -- why don’t you tell us your name so that we can get in touch with your parents. I’m sure they’d like to know where you are...”

This boy: “My parents?! Fool! I was afraid this would be your reaction! But I must make you understand!”

And then he pulls out a gun.

Points it at his own head, like on the cover. And shoots himself.

Good grief.

It all happens way too quickly for the Avengers to react. Or maybe the audacity just stunned them.

HEY I THOUGHT THE AVENGERS’ SECURITY SYSTEM SCANNED FOR WEAPONS.

God, Gyrich would be rolling in his grave, if he were dead.

Anyway, as Wasp is crying into Cap’s star that a child just died, Cap goes hey look something weird is happening with the child corpse.

The child corpse just disintegrates into ash and fades away. Thus clearing the Avengers from having to explain this to anyone.

And more bizarrely, where the ash was-

I... I guess the way to explain it is that a fetus just sort of develops into a baby and then back into this boy right in front of the Avengers’ eyes.

Why is this happening

I do like the “Now do you believe me?” “They do...” caption.

Thor: “Methinks it be time for an explanation!”

YES. EXACTLY RIGHT.

This boy finally introduces himself as Morgan MacNeil Hardy.

So. This guy. Is an established character. He was established first in Spider-Woman #33 where he was Turner D. Century’s foster dad. Turner D. Century is a guy who just super loves the early 1900s because Morgan MacNeil Hardy raised him only in the values of that time period for some reason.

I’m getting off track, really. But this is a rabbit hole.

So. Even though Hardy seemed to die in Spider-Woman #33, he came back in Captain America #264. He invented something called the psi-augmentor to alter reality and make America moral again.

He did this by plugging four people into his machine, two of which I’m decently sure were a racist and a Nazi.

Cap intervened because some of the changes to reality were causing racism and Nazi stuff to happen and then when Hardy tried to wipe Captain America out of existence, he almost wiped out America instead. Because Cap is the symbol of America. Or maybe the machine missed the Captain part. Either or.

But Hardy was too patriotic to allow America to be retgonned so he drew the energy back and then died.

SHIELD came and mopped up the mess Cap left and buried the dead Hardy. But then three days later the man rose from the dead as this boy.

And in fact, the jolt from the reality altering machine freed Hardy’s repressed memories of all the lives he has lived.

Hardy: “I have lived innumerable lives, died innumerable deaths, yet time and again by body has somehow regenerated itself -- grown back to this youthful form! But, until my current incarnations, I’d believed every lifetime to be the first! Each identity to be the only identity! Hear me: since the dawn of time I have seen life as no other man has ever seen it -- as no other man should have to see it! And I am tired... infinitely tired. All I want now -- is the peace of death.”

Shot in the dark but you may be a Time Lord, Hardy.

Anyway, as dark as an infinitely regenerating suicidal child is, it gets worse. The psi-augmentor also dicked up whatever process makes Hardy regenerate. It took him three days to regenerate after the psi-augmentor incident. Now he’s back up in minutes.

Hardy: “I can’t bear much more of this! I can’t! That’s why you’ve got to help me! You’re all so wise -- so strong! You’ve the greatest super-scientific devices in the world at your disposal! Surely you can find out why this is happening to me!”

The Avengers are blown away by this story and Wasp speaks for all of them when she promises that the Avengers will do everything in their power to help him.

So the Avengers spend several days doing assorted science at a child. Or at least Iron Man does while Wasp watches in interest and Thor and Captain America watch in disinterest.

They’ve only got the one smart guy right now.

But after using all those big science machines and gazing at science glassware full of science chemicals, Iron Man finally sciences a science science.

Science.

Iron Man: “It seems our young friend is a true anomaly... a freak of nature... perhaps the first mutant the world ever knew. Simply put: his own lifecycle is somehow tied in with the lifecycle of the Earth itself! It’s as if the man and the planet -- were one soul... as long as the planet exists -- he will exist.”

How... how do you test for that?! What science chemicals told you that this boy’s soul was one with the Earth??

Also, another hat thrown into Actually the First Mutant contest. Get fucked, Namor.

Anyway, a distraught Hardy questions whether this means he’ll have to live forever but Iron Man says that now that he understands the problem, he can start working on a solution.

Which leads to a bit of a disagreement among the Avengers.

Iron Man sees a SCIENCE! problem to be scienced at. But he’s the only one.

Wasp: “Wait a minute! A solution? I know that this... boy has been through a lot -- but who are we to provide him with a means of suicide?”

And Cap agrees with Wasp. But for more different reasons.

Cap: “Captain America has always stood for the preservation of life! With all he’s been through -- all he’s learned -- this... Forever Man could help humanity immeasurably!”

Geez. Are you really standing for the preservation of life if you then follow it up suggesting that Forever Man should be (beneficially) exploited for everyone else?

And Thor just doesn’t see the problem at all. And maybe isn’t even sure what the Avengers have been bothering over for the past couple days.

Thor: “Thor hath yet to see if a problem doth e’en exist! Immortality be not a fate fit for mourning -- ‘tis a blessing that -- till now -- only the gods have known!”

And Hardy. Hardy is pissed at the way the conversation is going and all this not putting him out of his misery.

Hardy: “You sanctimonious morons! You can’t even begin to comprehend what I’ve been through! I haven’t had a god’s life, Thor -- I’ve had the pathetic life of a man! I’ve seen the death, the suffering, the loves lost, the hopes denied! Forget what the movies tell you about the immortals who’ve walked with Methuselah, Moses, Jesus! I’ve known no great me and, with the exception of Hardy, I’ve been no great men!”

Iron Man cuts him off to go why not go to bed kiddo while the adults talk things out.

I mean, not exactly, but the spirit is there.

And maybe not the right tack to take because upon being sent to his room, more or less, Hardy decides well fuck this. Inspired by an article he sees in a newspaper, he runs away from home/Avengers Mansion, hitches a ride on a train, and threatens with a gun some vagrants who I’m pretty sure are Laurel and Hardy.

Morgan MacNeil Hardy rides the rails all the way to Cape Canaveral.

Upon which he lies his way onto the base by pretending to be the lost grandson of the base’s general, sneaks off, and then sneaks into a rocket that is being prepared to launch.

“He stands, dwarfed by the mammoth spacecraft, gazing up at it the way some men would gaze up at the face of God. For this NASA probe -- ‘Star Core Three’ -- is a god of sorts. A god that will carry him to the heart of the Sun; a Sun that, he hopes, will succeed where he has failed... a Sun that will consume him... and grant him the peace of final death.”

Damn, Hardy.

You sure are serious about this death thing if you’re willing to go so far out of your way to throw yourself into the Sun.

Did you even consider just throwing yourself into a volcano? Its less of a trip!

The rocket is Star Core Three and is going to orbit the Sun and get all kinds of SCIENCE data.

It also wasn’t meant to have passengers so Hardy dies and dies and dies again from the lack of oxygen and the cold. Just death and rebirth for the weeks it takes the rocket to travel to the Sun.

This story is pretty messed up, if you think about it.

Anyway, during those “brief, agonized moments of life” Hardy reprograms Star Core Three’s guidance system.

So that when the probe arrives at the sun, it plunges into it instead of orbiting it.

Cool. You just sabotaged a millions dollar space probe to try to kill yourself in the Sun, Hardy. You dick.

After the probe’s destruction, General Nelson calls the Avengers and asks if they know of any cosmic nonsense or anything else that could have caused Star Core Three’s guidance systems to shit the bed.

He’s also asked the Fantastic Four so really he’s just checking the Avengers off a list just in case.

Wasp asks if anything weird happened on the day of the launch and Peter Parker looking General Nelson says that there was a small boy intruder but that’s about it.

Wasp is like gasp! We’ve misplaced a small boy! Is it possible, nay even probable that Hardy launched himself into the fucking sun in a grand suicide attempt??

Iron Man decides that’s far fetched.

“Far-fetched, Iron Man... and true!”

“But, if it is death the ageless child has come to the sun seeking... it is something far more horrible that he has found! For, as he is swallowed by the staggering energies of the sun; as he dies, screaming, ten thousand times in ten thousand seconds... an awful change occurs!”

“Whatever the creature is that rises in the boy’s place, it is not human. It is a thing of plasma and pain; a pain that, the creature senses, has been its lot for centuries.”

“It knows it must end that pain -- at any cost! And so it arcs out towards space, toward home... toward Earth!”

So. Yeah. Yeahhhhh. Yeah.

Hardy dunked himself into the Sun and found a fate worse than the fate worse than death he was suffering.

Pro-tip to all immortals out there? Looking at you, Lestat. Unless you’re absolutely sure that dunking into the Sun really will kill you and not consign you to an even more hellish existence, maybe don’t?

Anyway, an undisclosed amount of time later, Jarvis runs into the Avengers meeting room (which once again has a decently sized table - although the chairs look a little cramped) and tells the Avengers that he was watching the news on his tea break and saw a bulletin about a fire creature on the loose.

I do make fun of it a lot but the Avengers sure do rely on the news to keep on the ball, huh?

Also, is it just me or have the Avengers been fighting a lot of fire monsters? Not in a short time span but still. They fought that Inferno guy in a two-parter. Pyron when Wasp was the cool hero. And now a child who swan dived into the Sun and became a monster.

Anyway, Fire Hardy is menacing Midtown because he vaguely remembers failing to die here once.

The police and even the army are failing to do much to stop Fire Hardy’s rampage. And some are getting discouraged because of it.

A police officer: “Why are we even doing this? The blasted monster’s unstoppable! Why don’t we just give up and let it kill us?”

Iron Man: “Take it easy, officer -- the situation can’t be that bad!”

So the Avengers tell the army and police to armscray because this looks like a job for the AVENGERS.

Fire Hardy sees the Avengers and their gaudy costumes stirs a vague memory, perhaps of them being unhelpful, and he AROOOOs angrily, like Futurama Nixon.

Cap also claims that Fire Hardy is like a living sun, generating heat that is almost unbearable.

But, Cap, c’mon. C’mon. Really? C’mon. Look, you can’t do the Pyron story where the Avengers all had to wear heat resistant suits and Jocasta started melting and expect me to take any fire threat as seriously if you’re confronting it in your red, white, and blues.

Wasp takes initiative. I was wondering whether, since this smacked of filler, it would remember that she’s the leader of the team. But at least she gets to go first.

She shears a lamp-post with one of her sting blasts and has it fall on Fire Hardy.

It doesn’t work. The lamp-post just catches fire and melts on contact. But, hey, blasting a lamp-post in half in one go is a good showing for Wasp’s vaguely powered pew pew.

Wasp goes uh Iron Man, you’re up.

And Iron Man has a good idea.

He borrows the shovel from a steam shovel and uses it to dig a hole.

Then they can trip the monster so it falls into the hole and uhh look its a good first step. They’ll figure it out as they go.

Thor: “If only thy words couldst make it so, Iron Man! But methinks the creature hath other plans!”

And Fire Hardy melts the asphalt ground molten with a touch and allows it to fill in the pit.

The monster is clearly more intelligent than the 8 whole panels before this one have led the Avengers to believe.

Now its Thor’s turn. Because I guess they’re just going one at a time.

Good teamwork, Avengers!

Anyway, Thor’s plan, unsurprisingly, is to do Thor things. Which as you might recall, isn’t limited to just hitting things really hard.

Thor: “Let this lumbering sun-beast brace itself! -- For it is about to face -- THOR, god of thunder! I now call down the living lightning that be mine to command -- the roaring gale -- the full, unfettered fury of the storm! May the floodtides of heaven surround yon walking star -- and drown its fires in life-giving water...”

And Thor brings the storm and the thunder. But. Remember when Cap (laughably) claimed that Fire Hardy was as hot as the Sun?

Do you know what the evaporation point of water is? A lot lower than the heat of the sun, probably??

So Thor’s storm just evaporates from the heat before even touching Fire Hardy.

So another dud.

Cap’s up!

Not sure what he can do that Thor couldn’t do. Lets be honest. They kind of spent their biggest gun already. What’s Cap gonna do?

Did you guess... run up and throw his shield at the problem? Good guess.

Cap: “We’re facing one of the most dangerous menaces we’ve ever faced! Unchecked, it could wipe out every man, woman, and child in this city -- perhaps in the world! But I have no intention of letting that happen!”

I’ll give him credit for stubbornness and a Corellian-esque hatred of knowing the odds.

But throwing his shield actually does do a thing.

It elicits a NOOOOOO from the monster.

The voice sounds familiar to Iron Man but before he can ponder it, he tackles Cap to stop him from burning his hands off.

Iron Man: “Despite the fact that your shield’s made of some strange, powerful alloy, Cap -- it still gets mighty hot when you toss it into a mini-sun!”

Cap: “That’s one I owe you, Shell-Head!”

Sometimes I suspect that Cap may be a beautiful idiot. Who specifically doesn’t know how thermodynamics work.

Although to be fair, the shield was in Fire Hardy for a couple seconds at most. That’s an impressive heat transfer coefficient.

Anyway Fire Hardy has more to say such as FOOLS! AT LAST -- I REMEMBER!

And Cap realizes what Iron Man suspected just a five lines ago. That the fire monster sounds like Hardy.

Cap puts 2 and 2 together and realizes that Wasp was right that Hardy threw himself into the Sun and realizes that obviously because of science, he must have mutated into a fire monster.

Of course. That’s just science.

The Avengers try to reason with Fire Hardy but Fire Hardy claims HARDY IS GONE! ONLY HIS PAIN AND RAGE REMAIN!

So the Avengers shrug and go back to doing what they do best. Fight scenes that resolve in eyebrow raising ways.

Cap figures that hey his shield had seemed to hurt Fire Hardy before so why not do that again but better. And he throws his mighty shield so hard that it lodges in Fire Hardy.

Uh. What is it.... lodged in? Fire Hardy is made of fire. Which is not known for its tangibility.

But with the mighty shield lodged in his gut somehow, Fire Hardy goes NOOOOOOO

Iron Man figures that something in the shield’s unique molecular structure is janking up Fire Hardy and decides ‘hey lets all concentrate on the shield!’

This makes as much sense as anything else.

So Iron Man blasts the shield, Wasp blasts the shield, and Thor throws Mjolnir through Fire Hardy.

Wasp worries that they may be killing Hardy but Thor argues ‘hey he said he wasn’t Hardy! We’re free and clear, morally speaking!’

More seriously:

Thor: “And tell me -- can we truly slay a thing that ne’er hath died?”

Good point, Thor, good point.

Problem is that either Fire Hardy has had enough of these shenanigans or they’ve hit the weak point for massive damage too well.

Because Fire Hardy starts glowing white hot, almost as if he’s going to explode.

And with the heat that he’s allegedly putting out, its an explosion that could destroy the entire western hemisphere!

Or Iron Man says so anyway!

He asks Thor to make a vortex with Mjolnir.

And Thor is like ‘oh right that is a thing I can do’

So he spins Mjolnir around and around and around so fast that it creates a tornado that picks Fire Hardy up and shoots him into space.

Where he explodes.

“At last, a wildly-spinning vortex forms about the brilliantly-glowing sun-thing... sucking it up, up, up -- out of the Earth’s atmosphere... into the dappled heavens... where, with a soundless, scintillant explosion... the threat of the man who lived forever... ends! Or does it?”

Wild.

Even though the blast was all up in space and contained by the vortex, it still shakes the Avengers off their feet. AND CREATES A NOT-WIDE BUT PRETTY DEEP CRATER!

Cap: “If I had any questions about Hardy’s living through that -- they’re gone now.”

Wasp: “Then -- he’s finally found the peace he was looking for.”

Thor: “Aye, Wasp -- but at what cost?”

Iron Man: “Uh... I hate to be the one to put the damper on this impromptu memorial service -- but considering we’re talking about a guy who’s survived since the dawn of time -- don’t you think we ought to check?”

Pfft.

I love that exchange.

So the Avengers jump down into the crater and find two ludicrous things.

Cap is talking about how he lost his shield in this nonsense and would like to look for it.

Thor: “Captain -- art thou daft? Thy shield hadst no more chance of remaining intact in that inferno than--”

-Cap’s shield perfectly intact-

Iron Man: “... you were saying, Thor?”

Thor: “Heimdall’s beard! Surely thy weapon must be as enchanted as mine uru mallet!”

And then Cap just picks his shield up.

Not by the metal, obviously. That’d be silly! It’d be way too hot to hold!

No, he picks it up by the straps! The presumably leather or cloth straps which are perfectly intact after being at the center of an explosion that reached all the way from space!

Good lord, what is that presumably leather from? The legendary tarrasque??

Even if the leather straps were indestructible, wouldn’t they still be very hot?

Anyway, that was just ludicrous thing number one.

Ludicrous thing number two is that Not-Fire Hardy regrows to his child form at the bottom of the crater.

And he has AMNESIA!

-soap opera sting-

Because. Of course.

Thor and Wasp immediately accept that this is a thing which has happened because of course.

But Cap is more doubtful. About that and about this whole misadventure.

Cap: “Despite the fact that he’s managed to resurrect himself -- we killed a living being today!”

Iron Man: “But -- is it really killing when the being you’ve slain... doesn’t stay dead?”

Cap: “That’s something we’ll all have to wonder about -- for the rest of our days.”

And then the Avengers fly out of the crater. With Cap riding on Thor’s back.

God, I love this comic sometimes.

And Hardy being wrapped in Thor’s cape and held in Wasp’s arms while Iron Man holds the both of them.

But Iron Man is wondering a thing himself.

“What if the boy’s amnesia isn’t legitimate: what if it’s an act, meant to lull them into a false sense of security. What then? Indeed... WHAT THEN...?”

And given Hardy’s little smirk at the end, yeah, its implied that he’s faking amnesia to get away with having tried to kill the Avengers as a monster of solar fire.

Does anything come of this?

HECK NO!

Nothing is done with the character after this! You’d think that an alleged First Mutant would be more important but I’m not attached enough to this character concept to want to argue for that.

Especially not for man who builds psychic device to bring back traditional values.

I kind of wonder whether this whole exercise was to sort of take his death in Captain America #264 off Cap’s hands by having him come back to life.

Anyway... yeah. Very fill-in. Reading it feels like a speedbump. We’ve got the Hank Pym thing spinning its wheels in the background and we gotta deal with this for a month.

I don’t mind one-offs but aside from sheer lunacy (solarcy?) this doesn’t have much to recommend it.

Next time, at least, the Shootering continues with our old friend.... workplace acquaintance? Yeah that sounds better. Our old workplace acquaintance, Moondragon.

She’s the worst. Which makes her the best.

You should follow @essential-avengers because I cover the Avengers issues that nobody else will because they have better things to do. I assume. Also, like and reblog so I feel appreciated.

#Avengers #Morgan MacNeil Hardy #the Wasp #Captain America #Iron Man #Thor #essential avengers #essential marvel liveblogging #cw suicide #this issue is memorable if nothing else #what with the on panel child suicide #thanks JM DeMatteis #and also the child stealing a spaceship to fly into the sun #a bunch of child endangerment happens and the avengers are vaguely around it

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allaboutthebooz · 4 years

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I See The Light Pt. Five

Summary: Tony takes the team to Walt Disney World and Steve is understanding why it’s so magical.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: Just toothache inducing sweet fluff.

A/N: Well this is it. This is the end. Well, I have an epilogue ready to go at any moment. But this is it. I hope you all have loved this as much as I have. My favorite place on earth with my favorite guy.

The words that Y/N had spoken couldn’t have been truer. How could expect others to be open with him, when he hadn’t done the same thing. He wanted to make things right with her, but he didn’t know how yet. It didn’t help that she wouldn’t look at him. He could feel a wall being put up between them. She stuck closer to Clint and further away from him.

When the four of them load up the quinjet to do some recon, Y/N was silent except for the small amounts of communication with Nat. In Russian, making it harder for him to understand what they’re talking about.

“почему ты так усложняешь людям быть ближе к тебе, маленький персик?” Natasha asks.

“Ты знаешь почему.” Y/N replies, her accent rough. She opens the cabinet holding the extra weapons, pulling two guns from the wall and begins pulling them apart to clean them.

“Дайте ему отдохнуть. Он заботится о тебе.” Nat teases.

“Стоп. Не сейчас.”

“Alright, you two. You know I can’t understand you, when you go full Russian on me.” Clint complains from the pilot seat.

“Then maybe you should learn, большая голова.” Y/N smirks, wiping down the barrel of one handgun, eyebrow arched.

“I don’t need to learn Russian to know you just insulted me, kid.” Nat and Y/N chuckle and Steve’s lips curl up slightly in the corners, the humor lifting some of the tension that became stifling within the cabin of the jet. “Get ready. Five minutes to the drop.”

Ever had the feeling in the bottom of your gut, that maybe you might not make it out of this? Yeah, Steve knew that feeling well. Knowing that maybe he and the others might not make it out alive, was a hard pill to swallow. He and Y/N had managed to stick close to each other through most of the fight. Even when they were at odds, they still stayed together. They fought better together. They had a few minutes before the next influx of Ultron’s bots hit, so they were helping civilians to safety.

“The next wave’s gonna hit any minute. What do you got Stark?” Steve asks through the comms.

“Well, nothing great. Maybe a way to blow up the city. That’ll keep it from impacting the surface, if you guys can get clear.” The underlying message clear to everyone listening. Self-sacrifice.

Steve wasn’t having it though. “I asked for a solution, not an escape plan.” He watched Y/N and Nat usher others into safe building for the time being, unsure what would happen to them when the next wave hit.

“Impact radius is getting bigger every second. We’re gonna have to make a choice.”

“Cap, these people are going nowhere.” Nat resigns behind him. “If Stark finds a way to blow this rock-“

“Not till everyone’s safe.” He cuts her off.

“Everyone up here versus everyone down there? There’s no math there.” She tries to argue with the soldier.

“I’m not leaving this rock with one civilian on it.”

“I didn’t say we should leave.” She confesses.

Y/N stands on his other side, both looking at Nat. Her sapphire eyes meeting those of the young girl she saved all those years ago. A silent conversation quickly passing between them before Y/N nods and says, “There’s worse ways to go.” Steve looks to her but she’s watching the clouds they are floating above. “Where else am I going to get a view like this?”

Steve’s heart drops into his stomach, his throat growing tight at her confession. She turns her head towards him, looking up at him with her big eyes. She gives him an accepting smile and he nods.

“Glad you like the view, Y/L/N.” Fury cuts in on the comms. “It’s about to get better.” A big relief falling over the team as a helicarrier breaks through the clouds. “Nice, right? Pulled her out of mothballs with a couple of old friends. She’s dusty, but she’ll do.”

“Fury, you son of a bitch.” Steve cracks, makin the women at his sides, laugh.

“Ooh! You kiss your mother with that mouth?”

They laugh more before breaking away to gather groups of people to put on the lifeboats.

The come down after a fight like the one they just had, can be deafening. Though the threat has been defeated, the affects were long lasting. Sokovia will never been the same. It will take them years to rebuild their city and homes, even with Tony’s help and funding.

The sacrifice that Pietro made to save Clint, will never be forgotten. The heartbreak that Wanda feels will live with her forever. The loss that Nat and Y/N will feel without Clint around will heal, eventually. They understand that it was his time to hang up his bow and arrows. His time to really be home with his wife and kids. Bruce and the Hulk are gone. The team lost two of its members but gained four new ones. Things were changing, some for the better.

Y/n stood just outside of the entrance, waiting for Steve to say goodbye to Tony and Thor. When he stops to stand in front of her, he’s not sure what to expect.

“When I was only five or six, somewhere around that age, my father had a huge gambling debt that he owed to some head of power in the U.S. government and in exchange for his life, he gave me to them. My mother died when she gave birth to me. The government decided that he best place for me was in the Red Room. That’s where I met Nat. When she started to go rogue, Clint was sent to kill her, but you know how that went. The only request she asked him was that they bring me with them. She looked after me from the moment I stepped into the orphanage. That’s why I only considered them my family. Clint let us stay with him when Nat and I had nowhere else to go. We were there when he and Laura got married, we have been with him every step of the way just like he has with us. That’s why we had to keep his secret. Why we protected our family.”

“You didn’t have to tell me that. I understand why you didn’t now.” Steve confesses.

“But you were right. We are a family. You’ve quickly become one of my best friends, Steve. It’s just hard to learn to trust anyone, with the past that I have. It’s hard to break that Red Room training after it was literally beaten into my brain.”

“When I was growing up, I watched my dad constantly beat my mother to the ground, but she always got back up. She’s why I never back down from a fight, why I always get back up. If my mom could do it, then so could I. I might have been small back then, but I always knew how to take a hit.”

Y/N laughs a little. “That sounds like you.”

“Well, I guess not everything changed when I went into the ice.”

“Nothing can ever change your heart, Steve. You’re too good.”

“Let’s see if the new team thinks that after, we’re done with them.” He ushers her inside.

Their last day of vacation, Y/N and Steve found themselves back at Magic Kingdom. There was no rushing today, they took their time walking around, watching the parades and shows, they tried as many snacks as Y/N could fit in her stomach. They were walking through Frontierland after riding Bing Thunder Mountain, when a song filtered through the speakers. A song that Steve had heard before but did not know where he’s heard it. He wasn’t surprised when he looked over at Y/N and saw that she was smiling and singing along.

All those days chasing down a daydream

All those years living in a blue

All that time never truly seeing

Things, the way they were

Now she’s here shining in the starlight

Now she’s here suddenly I know

If she’s here, it’s crystal clear

I’m where I’m meant to go

He loves the way she sees the endless amount of magic in everything that they’ve done on this trip. The excitement that radiates off of her. The way she makes him feel so at ease. They way that he loves her.

Steve’s pace slows and stops all together at the sudden realization, making Y/N turn and look at him with a wonder of confusion. He loves her? Is it true?

“You okay, Steve?”

He loves her. When that happened, he’ll never know, but it’s just hit him like a bus crashing into a building. He nods and smiles at her, “Yeah, just appreciating what’s around me.”

She smiles back and offers him his hand, “Come on it’s getting dark. I want to get my picture taken with the lanterns from Tangled.”

He slips his hand in hers and lets him pull him along, much like their first day here.

And at last I see the light

And it’s like the fog has lifted

And at last I see the light

And it’s like the sky is new

And its warm and real and bright

And the world has somehow shifted

All at once everything is different

Now that I see you

How different his world has suddenly become. How he wouldn’t change it for anything.

They stood in line by the bathrooms that were decorated with purple and yellow banners full of suns. Steve’s heart pounding in his chest. He was going to tell her. He had to tell her. He didn’t know how to tell her. He was freaking out. What is she didn’t feel the same? What is she laughed at him?

They were next in line and all Steve could hear was the drum of his heart in his ears. Y/N was smiling like usual and bouncing on her feet. Tangled was her favorite Disney movie, so of course this was a huge deal for her. Was Steve going to ruin it for her if he just blurted it right now?

She pulled him forward onto the line marker that the Cast Member had put down. The employee put the lantern in Y/N’s hands and instructed Steve to step closer to her. He put a hand on her back and the other held hers beneath the lantern. She smiled up at him and all he could do was stare at her.

This woman who has stood by his side through everything that the world has thrown at them. They’ve fought side by side for the last decade and he never questioned it. Never had to doubt if he could trust her. She’s taken care of him when the world was against him. When they were on the run after The Accords. She saved him so many times and he didn’t know how to repay her.

Her big round eyes always staring up at him. Her long hair always smelling like apples. Even when she was a mess after a fight, she was beautiful. Even covered in soot and bruises. She was everything to him and he had been so blind.

He could hear the cast member giving them instructions on how to stand and how to look, but he didn’t listen. He just watched her, the way she smiled at the camera or down at the light in their hands.

“I love you.” He confesses, unable to hold it in anymore.

Her eyes grow wider than he ever thought possible, before she turns her head to look up at him. “What?”

“I love you.”

She gasps lightly. “You love me?”

“Yeah, I do.” He starts to smile. “I think I always have; I’ve just never realized it until now.”

“Steve.” She whispers. “I-I..”

“It’s okay if you don’t love me back, I just had to tell you.”

“But-But I-But I do. I do love you. I’ve always loved you. I just didn’t want to scare you. You mean so much to me and I couldn’t lose you.”

“Well, I’m not going anywhere.” He brings the hand on her back, up to hold her cheek as he crashes his mouth to hers. The world disappearing around them.

How wonderful life is, indeed.

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ofbeastsandwizards · 5 years

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This Is My Mess - Part 3 [Avengers x Teen!Reader]

Series Master.

I had written out a whole second part with bonding, but my STUPID BROWSER ERASED IT like whAT- so this chapter may feel a bit rushed. Sorry about that :c

Summary: The reader, a teen marvel addict who is *kind of* badass, gets transferred from the real world dimension to the Avengers’ dimension, ends up helping to defeat Loki’s army of Chitauri.

Warnings: Swearing, Violence.

I’m writing the rest of this mini-series in 1st person.

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A day later, in Germany

“Are you sure about this Tony?” I asked lowly.

I was clinging to Tony’s back as he hovered above a building. “Nope. But if we want a chance, you need to try.”

I gulped back my fears, and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I nodded. “Okay.”

Then, I released my arms from around Tony’s neck, and landed semi-gracefully on the building’s roof, tripping towards the edge. I gave a thumbs up to Tony, who flew up to the Quinjet. I peered over the roof and watched as Captain America fought Loki below me.

My heart pounded. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” I mumbled to myself.

“You know what to do.” I heard Tony say through my earpiece, which he had stocked me with.

I nodded, and watched as he helped Captain America. “Make your move Reindeer Games...” I said quietly.

I grinned, and stepped back, getting a running start, before leaping off the roof, and actually sticking the landing, right in front of Loki, next to Tony. On the trip down, I had pulled out my handgun. I pointed it right at Loki, as he used his magic to remove his armor and helmet, putting up his hands in defense. I smirked, and tilted my head lowering my gun.

“Good move.” I stated, finishing off Tony’s line. He moved his head to me for a moment, before looking back at Loki.

“Yeah, what she said.” Tony said.

I grinned in triumph as the Quinjet made a shaky landing. “Mr. Stark.”

“Captain.”

Steve glanced at me. I pointed to myself quickly. “Uh, I’m [Y/n].” He looked at me skeptically. Steve and Tony then seized Loki by the arms, and dragged him towards the Quinjet. I stood by their side, walking towards it with them, smiling.

“Hi.” I said, mostly aimed towards Loki. He glanced at me emotionlessly.

Tony looked at me. “Kid, don’t associate with the murderer.”

I crossed my arms. “Yeah, yeah. I know things remember?”

“That doesn’t make you invincible.”

We reached the Quinjet and climbed inside. Natasha glanced to me. “You got a kid involved in this?”

“Yeah, a lethal kid.”

I pulled out my knife and spun it in the air, giving Natasha an innocent smile. She raised an eyebrow whilst looking over her shoulder at me. “Yeah, okay.”

I stood up and went over to introduce myself, slightly still giddy. “I’m [Y/n] [L/n].”

Natasha looked me up and down quickly, before offering her hand and smiling. “Natasha Romanoff.” I took her hand and gave it a single shake. She quickly went back to flying the jet, as I moved back and sat next to Loki. He kept eyeing me suspiciously, and I just gave him a glare. He really was terrible in this movie. I could hear the Avengers talking, but I wasn’t really paying attention. I was waiting for the lightning and thunder.

Then, I saw the flash of light. I smiled, and smirked towards Loki who looked to me then back outside.

“What’s the matter, scared of a little lightning?” Steve asked.

Loki looked back outside. “I’m not overly fond of what follows...”

I stood up. “Guess that’s my cue! Thor will be here soon, so watch out for the bang that will happen right about-” Then, Thor landed on the top of the Quinjet. I sent my finger to point to the ramp as Tony opened the door, now adorned in his helmet again, Thor landing majestically on the open ramp and grabbing Loki by the neck. In a flash, Tony, Thor and Loki are outside.

Steve is looking at me with wide eyes. I shrugged. “I told Tony already. I know things. And I can’t tell you how till we get back to the Helicarrier. Now, let’s go get that God.” And with that, I grabbed a parachute and ran out of the back of the jet, letting out a loud scream of joy as I fell.

I fixed the Parachute onto my back and right as I was about to hit the trees, I pulled the rip-cord and was flung into the air. I slowly descended into the forest, and once I landed, I threw my backpack off, and leaned against a tree as Tony blasted through the trees with Thor. I stood unfazed.

I watched their exchange, slightly bored of the situation. “Don’t insult him, he’ll throw his-” I sighed as Tony got thrown into a tree by Mjolnir. “Hammer.”

I watched as they continued to fight, letting out a yawn. Finally, Captain America showed up. “That’s enough!” He yelled. “Now, I don’t know what you plan on doing here.”

I glanced between the trio, worriedly. “I’ve come here to put an end to Loki’s schemes!” Thor exclaimed. I sighed.

“Then prove it! Put down the hammer.”

“Uhm! Yeah, no! Bad call! He loves his hammer.” Tony warned.

“I’d listen to him if I were-” And then Thor knocks Tony back. I winced before quickly ducking as Thor slammed his hammer down onto Steve’s sheild, creating a loud boom that sent shockwaves crashing through the forest. I pressed against the tree I was leaning against, which was now lying on the ground. I quickly stood up. I surprisingly didn’t have many scratches on my body.

I wheezed as I walked to the trio. “Guys- I tried to tell you- Thor’s a God for a reason-” I mumbled.

Steve glanced at me. “Are we done here?”

I nodded. “Yup. I’ll go get Loki.”

“Ah, ah.” I glared at Tony.

“Uh, yeah, yeah. I know him better than any of you do right now, even Thor.” I said.

“No, you don’t.” Tony argued. I rolled my eyes.

“We’ll see about that.”

I ran up the hill to Loki. “Loki!” I yelled, rushing to him and grabbing his arm. He jolted away from me.

I narrowed my eyes. “Dude, don’t.” He pulled out of my grasp. I groaned. “Don’t make this hard.”

I pulled him up. He towered over me, and it took all my strength to not fangirl out. But this wasn’t Tom Hiddleston, this was Loki, who was pretty damn evil right now.

I dragged him towards the group, and shoved him harshly to Tony. “How did yo-”

“Ah, ah, ah! Don’t question my abilities.” I smirked.

Tony frowned.

Pretty soon we were back on the Quinjet and headed right to the Helicarrier.

“So, how exactly did you know all of this was going to happen?” Steve asked. I smiled. “I guess you’ll just have to find out when we get to the Helicarrier. I can’t tell you unless all of us are there.”

“All of us?”

I shrugged. “Tony Stark, otherwise known as Iron Man. Check, we have him. Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America, you’re right there. Natasha Romanoff, or Black Widow. She’s right there. Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder, yep, he’s there,” I pointed to Thor. “All we need is Clint Barton or Hawkeye, and Dr.Bruce Banner, alias, the Hulk.”

Everyone looked at me shocked. Maybe I shouldn’t have spilt all that information. “How do you know us all?” Tony asked.

“Again, I’ll explain it after we get everyone back. Well, not Clint, cause he’s brainwashed but...” I whispered the last part, whilst glaring at Loki. He obviously heard me, because he smirked. It honestly freaked me out so freaking much.

I looked back out the window, ignoring the creeped-out glances I received from almost everyone onboard.

Soon enough, we had landed on the Helicarrier and I was walking into the large room with all the computers and shit. I looked around awkwardly, as Loki’s voice boomed through the speakers before turning around. I looked at the people working the computers as Loki’s voice stops. I hopped in a chair and looked around.

“He really grows on you doesn’t he?” Bruce asks. I winced.

“Loki’s gonna drag this out.” Steve paused, and looked to Thor. “Thor. What’s his play?” I stopped paying attention and ended up yawning by the time Bruce started talking.

I looked over my shoulder, waiting for Tony to come through the door. I grumbled, leaning back in the chair.

I tuned out, and stood up, wandering aimlessly around the room and disturbing the workers. I leaned over a few shoulders, and then skipped around the room.

When I came back, the Avengers were still preoccupied. I leaned against the wall again. Then, Nick Fury walked in and I stiffened. Ever since Captain Marvel, I couldn’t get over his eyepatch. I looked away as he glanced to me.

“Why’s there a kid in here?” He asked.

“She’s a friend.”

Fury glared at Tony. “She’s a teenager.”

Tony shrugged. “So?”

Nick quickly dismissed it, and I followed Bruce and Tony to “help”.

On the way there, I squeezed between them. “Isn’t this fun?” I asked. Tony shook his head.

“The earth is in danger. So, no.”

I frowned. “You’re no fun.” I looked up to Bruce. “Hi! I’m [Y/n].”

Bruce tensed. “Uh, hi.” He looked away. “Why are you here again?”

I looked towards Stark. “Tony’s my supervisor.” I smirked.

“No, I’m not.”

I shrugged. “Pepper found me, but she’s not here, so it’s you!”

Tony sighed in annoyance. “Ugh, you have no limits.”

“Nope!”

I laughed as we entered the lab-like room that the blueberry scene took place. I stood around for a while, until my favorite scene came.

“Blueberry?” I raced over plucking one from the bag and stuffing it in my mouth. I hadn't eaten at all in the past day...

I ignored the rest, even the fight. It was almost like they didn’t care I was standing there. I was completely okay with everything, up until my sudden impulse interrupted Tony and Bruce.

“Do you guys know anything about inter-dimensional travel?” I blurted out.

The pair eyed each other, before looking back at me. “Well...I guess I’m telling you now...dammit!”

I growled to myself.

“I’ll tell the others later...it just would have been better to tell everyone at once...I’ll make sure to.”

Tony looked at me, confused.

“Do you wanna know how I know all about you guys?” I asked. I took a deep breath. “Well...I think I travelled dimensions.”

Bruce stared at me wide eyed. “What do you mean?”

“The me from this dimension lured me onto a roof, and I thought she was trying to kill me, because she pushed me off...I should have died. But, instead, I woke up on the side of the street in front of Stark Tower, a fictional building.” I looked down.

Bruce looked to Tony, worried. “Where I come from, the Avengers were created by an awesome dude named Stan Lee. He created comics...and they turned into movies. And everything that has happened so far, aside from me, has happened in the first Avengers movie. I know everything there is to know about the Avengers. In my world, you aren’t real, and the year is 2019...4 Avengers movies came out. Aside from the individual movies for the superheroes.”

Both scientists were staring, wide eyed. I gasped. “Oh no, did I break you?!” I asked.

“You can’t seriously expect us to-”

I frowned. I pulled out my phone from my back pocket. “This is an iPhone XR. It came out in 2019.” I opened the phone and searched Marvel. I showed everything that came up, including the movies. The pair looked completely astonished.

“But-how?” Bruce asked. I sighed.

“I was hoping you guys could help. That’s why I came...plus, I figured I could help you.” I shrugged.

Tony looked to Bruce, then back at me. “We’ll help you.”

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just-another-romantic · 5 years

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Six Times : Part 1/6 -The Time He Was Too Enchanted

Series Summary: Five times Bucky wanted to kiss you + the one time he actually did

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,579

“You are the love that came without warning; you had my heart before I could say no.” - @extramadness

Warnings: a good amount of fluff

It was not an unknown fact in the Avengers tower that Bucky Barnes didn’t like dancing. He absolutely loathed it. He still had not gotten use to the new music genres or the dance moves and all of the slow songs that came on painfully reminded him of what could have been before the war. What he might have done with his life before he was enlisted. He probably would have gotten a good job, settled down with a decent girl, raised a few kids, and lived a plain, peaceful life.

Could have... might have... would have...

Bucky shook his head to clear his thoughts, the champagne in his hand having no effect on him. He also hated the fact that he couldn’t get a buzz from alcohol anymore, due to the super-soldier serum HYDRA gave him seventy-something years ago. Getting tipsy definitely would have helped the man slightly enjoy Tony’s party. Yes, Bucky was finally attending one of the bashes the billionaire threw seemingly every month. Steve had convinced him to go, and the fact that the entire party was in honor of Y/n, the girl Bucky was head of heels for, had helped sway him.

Y/n had only been with the Avengers for a little over a month and had already proved herself a valuable member to the team. She was a Norse demigod, daughter of Hela, making her Thor’s niece. She was able to manipulate peoples death and had a sense of when someone was on deaths door. So in battle, Y/n could always tell when the enemy was getting drained and she knew all of the ways to take them down. Recently, she had come back from a flawless mission at one of the old SHIELD compounds, and according to eye witnesses, it was a walk in the park for her.

Bucky believed it, as he had seen her fight first hand. Every Sunday, all of the Avengers trained together before breakfast, it became tradition a few years back. While he was working with the punching bag, he eyed her at her position on the mat with Thor. The god of thunder had taken it upon himself to train her, wanting to bond with one of the only family members he could trust. Y/N had happily agreed, Thor being the only family member she had left.

She surprised everyone by being able to take down Thor in one round. She was a natural fighter, calculated, a quick thinker, light on her feet, and delivered stealthy blows to distract before giving a hard hit to wherever she saw the weak spot of her opponent. Once all eyes had been on her with questioning gazes, she simply shrugged. “His soft spot is the left side of the rib cage, between the second and third bone. One hard prod between them and you’ll have the god down on his knees long enough to finish the job.” And Bucky thought he couldn’t be swooned anymore.

The second Y/n stepped foot in the compound, the ex assassin had been completely fascinated by her. Her energetic and optimistic attitude was contagious. If she was laughing, Bucky could not help but let the corners of his mouth twitch upwards at the symphony. Oh, he had it bad.

Unfortunately for him, she had avoided him like the damn plague ever since they had first been introduced to each other. Bucky really wasn’t surprised. The whole former assassin wasn’t a great conversation starter and the metal arm, well, it spoke for itself. Not a lot of girls want to date a guy with a bionic arm.

So here he stood, watching Y/N twirl and spin around with Nat on the dance floor, the skirt of her red cocktail dress fanning out gracefully. Bucky noticed that her heels were lazily thrown on one of the leather sofas, and she now danced barefoot on the dance floor. Her laughter echoed down to where he sat at the bar, and his heart skipped a beat.

There was a blunt force to Bucky’s ribs that jolted him from his thoughts. With a groan, he turned around and was met with Steve, who looked exasperated.

“Buck,” he started, “you’ve been starring at her for almost five minutes. It’s getting weird.”

“It was always weird, Steve,” the brunette mumbled out in response.

Steve sighed dramatically. “I’ve never seen you this whipped over a girl before.”

“No need to remind me.”

“Just go talk to her. She doesn’t seem like the type to bite.”

Bucky sheepishy tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear. “That’s the thing,” he said. “I can’t.” A knot formed in the pit of his chest, and out of habit, he downed the last of his drink to will it away. It didn’t work.

“Buck, I’m telling you, there’s nothing to worry about. Y/n is possibly one of the nicest girls I’ve ever met,” Steve said, leaning closer to his friend to talk quietly. “She asks about you a lot, you know?”

Bucky’s head perked up. “She does? I thought I terrified her?”

The Captain took a deep breath. “Not going to lie, the arm freaked her out at first. But she didn’t want to be rude and ask about it, so, knowing our relationship, she came to me for answers. I told her the common knowledge, not wanting to say anything you wouldn’t, and ever since it’s always been ‘How’s Bucky?’ or ‘Is he doing alright?’ ...Y/N’s super shy, and never wanted to make anyone uncomfortable but I think it’s safe to say you aren’t the only one that’s crushing.”

Bucky grinned wide, his cheeks reddening. “Holy shit, I-I need to go ask her to dance, right?”

The blond nodded his head enthusiastically. But before Bucky could even get from his seat or lose his courage, Y/n had already made her way up to the pair, the curls falling out of her hair from dancing the night away. With no warning, she took Bucky’s hands in her own, pulling him up and towards the dance floor. “C’mon, Buck! Dance with me!”

Giggles laced her voice and she smiled through her painted lips. The man was speechless and before he could stop himself, he blurted, “I don’t know how.”

Y/n had stopped in her tracks, already nearing the mob of people dancing. The up beat song suddenly stopped and a slow, romantic tune took its place. “You’re saying you don’t know how to slow dance, Sergeant?” Her voice was playful and it took Bucky’s breath away. His voice caught in his throat, so he only gave a sharp nod. She gave him a flirtatious and toothy smile. “Guess we’ll have to do something about it.”

Hey, you there

Can we take it to the next level, baby do you dare?

Don’t be scared

‘Cause if you can say the words I don’t know why I should care

Bucky’s heart raced as Y/N placed his metal hand on the dip in her waist, clasping her right hand within his own as her left arm rested on his shoulder. He was as stiff as a board and visibly uncomfortable. The girl before him slowly lifted her left hand up and brushed a lock of hair behind his ear, her touch as gentle as a flower petal. Her hand remained on his cheek for a few moments and before she could pull away, Bucky couldn’t help but lean into the touch- it had been a long time since someone cared for him like this.

“You don’t need to be scared of me, Buck,” she whispered, her eyes boring into his steel blue ones.

He let out a bashful chuckle. “I thought you were the one scared of me.”

Y/n looked saddened at the thought. “I could never be scared of you.”

I’m not gonna wait until your done

Pretending you don’t need anyone

I’m standing here naked

Y/n laid her head on Bucky’s sternum, pressing close to him. Her chest vibrated as she hummed along to the song playing through the speakers. He moved his left hand to her bare back to press her closer until he heard her gasp. His mouth was already open to apologize but she whispered, “Keep your hand there. It feels nice.” So they continued to sway, his metal hand cooling her warm skin.

Hey , get out

I’ve got nothing left to give for you give me nothing now

Read my mouth

If you ever want me back then your walls need breaking down

Under the neon lights of the room, Bucky felt this girl breaking down walls he didn’t even know existed before. She had wormed her way into his heart without him realizing it, and suddenly the stone-cold soldier was puddy in her hands.

‘Cause here I am, I’m giving all I can

But all you ever do is mess it up

Yeah, I’m right here, I’m trying to make it clear

Getting half of you just ain’t enough

Y/n was drunk, Bucky would be a fool to convince himself otherwise. This entire situation was just the alcohol acting up and Bucky told himself that he would need to be prepared if she didn’t remember anything the next morning. He tried not to get his hopes up. But, God, this feeling that was coursing through his body was euphoric. With nothing but a beautiful girl held close to his chest, Bucky felt at peace for the first time in years. Since the brainwashing. The dread, the guilt, and pain had melted away with a simple dance.

In that moment, Bucky came to the realization that he was in fact, very naked. He was being vulnerable, his guard was down, and he was sharing an intimate moment with a girl, something he hadn’t done since the forties. Y/n buried her face into the crook of his neck, her breath sending chills up and down his spine.

“You remember how to dance now, Serge?” Her voice was raspy and slurred with fatigue.

Bucky grinned. “All thanks to you, doll.”

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