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lilysdaydreams · 3 years

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Praise Bingus (No fucking way)

→ I do not claim to know corpse- therefore please don't think that this is what he would actually act like, or that any details about his life are actually true. this is fiction.

→ Pairing: Corpse Husband X Fem!Reader

→ Genre: Angst and fluff. (FLUFF IS COMING I SWEAR)

→ Words: 3.9k

→ In a world where everyone is born with a mark on their wrist, two souls come together over the power of bingus.

→ (this isnt crack lol)

→ Warnings: Lots of swearing, um self-depreciation? rejection (kinda) and negative thoughts overall. Sorry im new to warnings.

→ Authors Note: this is the first time im doing like angst so please tell me if I did well? Um also, I’ve already started on the part 2 so keep your eyes out for that. If you wanna be tagged for part two please comment and lemme know. Also check out my other fics if you want!

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Part two →

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Soulmates were a phenomenon. They'd been there for ages, drawn into the Egyptian tomb paintings, seen in the cave paintings from millions of years ago, talked about in stories passed down from generation to generation. They could be matching drawings, first words, names; all black before the soulmates met and turning gold the moment they talked to each other. There wasn't a scientist in the world who could explain the phenomenon.

You'd received your mark at birth just like everyone else, a sentence running around your wrist,

"No fucking way."

Your parents weren't that happy when you asked at the age of 4 what "fucking" meant but it wasn't that bad. You were happy that you had something unique, something other than the "Hi," or "Excuse me," that was on every other arm.

When you were 13, a little girl on the train pointed to your wrist and asked her mom what it meant. Ever since then, you'd taken to wearing bracelets over it. This had turned out to be a good idea because a few years later you started making Youtube videos. At the age of 16, you started a Youtube channel where you focused on a variety of things; makeup, fashion, games, art, skits and a whole lot more.

At the age of 20, you had a steady following of a little more than a million subscribers, and you had moved to LA to be closer to all your Youtube friends. You hadn't just grown on Youtube, you'd also started a lot of side projects. You were known for the art that you did on the side, along with the makeup palette you'd come out with a year ago. Soon you were planning to release a merch collection, one that you had been working on for a whole year now.

You hadn't met your soulmate at this point but honestly, you didn't really mind. Balancing Youtube and study (along with all your other side projects) was hard. There was no need to add the struggle of love into it... Or that's what you told yourself anyways.

There were days though, days where you wished you had someone to hug, someone to cuddle in bed with, someone to go on long walks with. You didn't let yourself wallow on it that long though. Crying about it was gonna do absolutely nothing.

It started on a rainy day. The story of you and him. You were editing your soon to be uploaded video, an e-girl outfits lookbook, which had been requested by your followers. Your personal style was all over the place and your previous soft girl and cottage care look books had done well, so you decided to continue the series.

You eyes blurred as you looked at the same point of the video, and you sighed, removing your glasses and rubbing your eyes. Your editor was sick and had let you know that they wouldn't be able to edit it by the deadline so here you were, editing it yourself. You stretched in your chair letting out a yawn. You were contemplating on whether to make coffee or not when your phone pinged.

"Nooooo" you whined when you noticed it was on the coffee table that was just a little out of your reach. Stretching your foot out, you tried to grab it between your toes and then sighed when the phone fell.

"I have zero luck, I swear" you muttered to yourself, bending to pick up the phone.

The text was from Rae, asking you to join a game of Among Us. You and Rae had been friends for a bit now, which all started when she came across your art and decided to order something from you. You had chatted and clicked immediately, immediately becoming fast friends. Ever since the lockdown started, she often asked you to join in on Among us games and your friendship had really grown over these past few months.

You sent a quick "sure!" and then went to your table, waiting for the PC to turn on. Quickly tweeting out that you were streaming, you opened up Youtube and turned on the stream, saying a quick hello and letting them know what you'd be doing.

"Rae just invited me guys, I don't really know who's there," you mumbled, replying to a comment asking you who you were playing with.

You squinted your eyes, joining the voice chat and then opening your phone camera to quickly check that you didn't look horrible. Sure you didn't really care about how you looked but it was always good to check that you didn't have anything stuck between your teeth before you turned on the camera.

There was already a conversation going on, between who you thought was Corpse and Sykkuno, judging by their voices.

"Yeah I could totally do that. Get a cat and name it Bingus. I wonder if th-"

You gasped when you heard what they were talking about and unmuted yourself immediately yelling "PRAISE LORD BINGUS" and effectively shocking everyone in the chat.

A moment of silence and then Rae yelled: "OH MY FUCKING GOD Y/N, YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME."

You giggled as everyone groaned and whined, saying hi as they realised who it was. You had played with Sykkuno and the others a few times before but you'd never met Corpse before. You'd heard his voice though, as he was trending on twitter constantly over the past few weeks. Once they all quietened down, you realised Corpse hadn't said anything. Since you knew everyone else in the lobby, you introduced yourself, wondering if you'd scared him a bit too hard.

"Hey Corpse, I'm Y/N from Y/C/N, its so nice to finally meet you," you said gritting your teeth at you awkward introduction. For a second there was no response and then three words were said that made your jaw drop to the floor.

"No fucking way"

He had whispered it, obviously still in shock, and your eyes widened in surprise as a tingle spread all over your body. So this was what everyone meant by "you'll just know," when you asked them about how you would recognize your soulmate.

"Holy shit" you thought frozen in your seat.

Never had you been more glad that you hadn't turned the camera on yet.

"Uhhhh-" you started, but stopped now knowing what to say.

What the fuck were you supposed to do now.

"Wha- Whats wrong?" Rae asked after a moment passed.

Corpse cleared his throat and started "Its um, shes my -" and you cut him off, heart beating in your chest.

"Nothing. Its nothing." you said talking over him. "Who else are we waiting for Rae?" you asked joining the lobby quickly and choosing red as your colour.

"Uh one more person," she said slowly, still a bit confused.

"Oh awesome!" you said fake enthusiasm prevalent in your voice. "So Sykkuno," you started, wanting to keep the conversation going. "How's Bimbus doing?"

Sykkuno launched into a story of Bimbus and you blew out a sigh of relief, mind still numb over the revelation.

Corpse was your soulmate.

The guy who had literally went viral the past few weeks was your soulmate.

You'd finally found him.

You heard Rae cut Sykkuno off, telling everyone she was starting the game and muttered a "Thank god" when the words "CREWMATE" appeared on your screen. You would not have been able to play imposter at the moment, your mind pretty much stuck on the fact that Corpse was your fucking soulmate.

Heading down to admin, you realised you hadn't said anything yet to the stream so you quickly turned on your cam, saying a quick sorry to the viewers.

"Sorry guys, I forgot to put the camera on," you smiled focusing on card swipe.

"I hope everyone's been okay, I know this was quite sudden, but Rae invited me and I was like why not you know," you said rambling as you moved to comms and did the task there.

Lights were called and you moved to electrical, arriving there just as Leslie fixed them. You moved into the back of electrical doing the three tasks you had there when Sykkuno suddenly came in and went straight to standing on top of the vent.

You giggled already knowing his trick.

"Okay guys," you mumbled watching Sykkuno wiggle on the vent. "do we trust Sykkuno or not?"

"You know what," you said making a split second decision. "Its the first game, we might as well."

Joining him on the vent, you stilled for a second and then breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't automatically kill you.

"See, what did I tell you guys huh?" you question smiling straight at the camera. "I knew Sykkuno could be trusted."

You decided to follow Sykkuno going into reactor with him and starting 'Simon says' and just as you were on the last part, a body was found making you let a whine out.

"Guysss," you whined to the camera as Rae started talking about how she had found Daves body in admin.

"Um, I havent been in admin since the start of the game," you said, "also I can clear Sykkuno, for the last part of the round, he's been with me since lights went out."

Sykkuno confirmed it, "Yup that's right, also I can hard clear Y/N cuz guess what? She stood on the vent with me and none of us died."

Everyone chuckled as he said "Thats good enough for me."

"Uh, I was in navigation mostly." said Lily.

"Poki, can I just ask what you were doing?" said Sean, an undercurrent of mirth present.

"Me?" asked Poki speaking for the first time. "What was I doing?"

"You weren't doing any tasks, you were literally just walking from one side of medbay to the other when I peeked in."

Poki started laughing, trying to get her words out at the same time.

"Okay so-" a giggle. "okay okay- I was just, I was trying to um do the beep test," she said finally breaking down and making everyone else laugh as well.

"What the fuck?" you said, laughing at the image in your mind.

"My chat told me to do it last game so I decided to do it now, I was literally just playing around," she said finally, adding "I swear I'm not imposter" at the end.

"Hmmm," you hummed, bringing a hand up to stroke your chin. "Are you sure it was last game Poki... hm...."

Giggling at Poki indignant "YES it was last game", you quickly skipped voting like everyone else as the timer went into the last ten seconds.

Humming a tune under your breath, you went back to reactor, taking a minute to carefully do Simon says and then moved to the other task counting out one two three as you pressed on the numbers. Humming, you moved out of reactor, only to come face to face with Corpse. You paused for a second, and then moved ahead, refusing to show anything on camera. For some reason he followed you as you went to storage, looking at you while you did the trash.

"Why is he just staring?" you mumbled, biting your lip. God, you really didn't wanna think of him right now. You started walking to shields, him still walking with you when lights were called and not a second later a body was reported.

Suddenly there was screaming your ears as Toast and Rae both started accusing each other.

"Wait- Wait WAIT" yelled Poki trying to get them to stop. "What happened?"

"I'll explain" declared Rae, not letting toast get a word in. "We were in navigation okay, me, Toast and Leslie. Lights went out, and suddenly a report buttons there. It's either Toast or someone came in just as lights went out and killed but that doesn't seem likely because I didn't see anyone anywhere near us at all. Anyways I'm fucking telling the truth guys, its Toast, he's the one who did it."

"Toast, do you have anything to say for yourself?" asked Corpse, his voice making your insides shiver.

"Holy shit, this is my soulmate", you thought for the fiftieth time.

"Uh yeah," replied toast. "I didn't do it."

Everyone laughed as he continued.

"Like seriously, I wouldn't do anything like this because it'd be a stupid move from my own part, and I think Raes smart enough to not do this as well. I think someone else came in just as lights went down and killed immediately, which to be honest, was pretty smart of them."

"Okay so I can clear Corpse," you cut in noticing the timer was close. "he was with me in weapons when it happened, he wouldn't have had time to go all the way up, or even vent there because we were literally walking in."

"Yup that's right," confirmed corpse.

"I'm in cafeteria" said Poki.

"Yeah, I saw her on my way to weapons," said Sykkuno, "and I'm in weapons right now,"

"I'm in lower engine" said Sean, and Lily said she was in reactor.

"I think it's Toast," you mumbled and then rose your voice to talk over everyone. "Look okay fine, maybe he said it was a stupid move and he wouldn't do it but maybe he did it for that exact reason. He thought he could get away with it because no one would expect him to do something like that."

As the timer started going down by 10, you voted for Toast and it turned out 3 had skipped the vote while five had voted for him.

damn.

"Guys you actually voted for him?" you said in a high voice, re-enacting one of Sykkunos most said lines.

You heard a "oh for gods sake" from Rae before everyone went silent and you giggled as you moved back down to weapons to do your tasks.

You finished all your tasks and decided to go to security to check where everyone is. Humming as you moved through the electrical hallway, you narrowed your eyes as Corpse came out of electrical and went towards storage. Quickly ducking in you didn't see a body so you headed back out, going into cams and gasping as you saw the body. Reporting immediately you were shocked to see the four kills that had happened. Now only you, Corpse, Sean and Rae were left.

"Oh my god," you mumbled confused. Either there were still two imposters, and Toast wasn't the imposter or the imposter literally killed and did nothing else. Now either that could mean that its definitely Rae if Toast wasn't the imposter, or that it was Corpse as the only imposter left. That was a bit weird though becuase he could have totally killed you at the start of the game. You didn't suspect Sean at all.

"What the fuck?" mumbled Corpse, and Rae made her animal noises expressing her shock.

"Okay," you said taking charge and relaying the kill and your theory to everyone. "So either it was Toast and there's only one other imposter, who is Corpse. Or Toast wasn't an imposter and there's two of them left. I-" you took a deep breath in at the end, very confused. " I don't know anymore,"

"I think its Corpse as well,"

Corpse who hadn't said anything up till this moment suddenly started stammering out "hey-hey uh let-lets not gang up on me okay. It's not-"

"No, wait, its because Y/N said you came out of electrical right, and I saw you in upper engine literally a bit ago and you went down. I went towards cafeteria so I don't know exactly where you went but its totally possible that you killed."

You voted form him after that, convinced it was Corpse, and the other followed quickly.

"Guys what the fuck, at least give me a chance to explain my self" he whined when his body was thrown off the ship seconds later. You cheered when the "VICTORY" sign was displayed across the screen, bringing up your chat and laughing at Toast as he pretended to be angry at me.

"That was a great round, good work Y/N"

"Thankyou" you mumbled staring at your chat. You were confused when you saw the absolute influx of messages on there, and you were barely able to read them because they were going so fast. You scrolled up, and read through the few of the messages;

"You've made corpse sad."

"Corpse has literally been so quite since you came in, can you leave."

"Omg stop with the hate messages, its not her fault if corpse isn't talking to you"

"are you his ex or something? What was that reaction at the start?"

"what did you do? Corpse literally hasn't said a word since you came in."

"Um..."

Corpse POV

Corpses heart stopped for a minute, his breath catching. The words on his wrist glowed gold, and he stared at the little red character standing there.

This person was the reason that he had "PRAISE BINGUS" stretched across his wrist.

They were the only reason that he had searched "Bingus" on google for all of his life. The only reason Corpse knew about the meme before anyone else was because he was constantly monitoring the word online. Ever since March, he had been waiting with bated breath, anxious that he could meet his soulmate at any moment. and here you were.

For some reason, he had never expected that he would meet you in among us, or while he was on stream. He always thought it'd be someone outside. It was a bit stupid in hindsight as all he did nowadays was play among us.

He heard you introduce yourself to him but the only thing that came out of his mouth was “No fucking way”.

Immediately after he wanted to slap himself.

“Idiot” he thought to himself. “At least try to make a good impression.”

When Rae asked what was wrong, heat sprung to his cheeks as he started revealing that they were soulmates, but Y/N cut him off, saying that it was nothing.

Corpse’s heart sank a little then.

'Maybe she’s just a private person,' he reasoned with himself.

'I shouldn’t have tried to say it on stream either. God, I’m a fucking idiot, if I said it, literally everyone would know and not only would I have hated the attention, she probabaly would have as well.'

Convincing himself that she was right, he reassured himself that it wasn’t because of him. She wasn’t revealing it because she probably didn't want all the attention.

For some reason though, his heart sank even more when Y/N didnt talk to him, instead talking to sykkuno about his dog. Like sure he could understand not wanting to reveal they were soulmates but shouldn’t she at least wanna talk to him? At this point he wouldn’t even mind if she talked about his voice like everyone else.

He groaned when the word "Imposter" came across his screen, his and Toasts character standing together. He was not in the right mindset right now to be able to be a good imposter. Breathing in deeply he continued in the game, with the first round passing by quick. The second round, he saw Y/N and stood with her for a bit wondering if he should kill her. Her red character moved to weapons and he sighed moving the mouse over the kill button. Just as he was thinking of clicking a body was found. Corpse swore as Toast flew off the ship. Deciding he needed to speed it up he killed four people in the round, hissing when the meeting was called. The moment Y/N accused him, he knew it was over. He didn't even bother defending himself much, just hoping the game would end soon.

When they were in the lobby, he quickly told everyone that he was going to leave because his internet was acting up. Turning off the stream after saying a quick thank you to everyone, he leaned back in his seat breathing through his nose.

What the fuck was his life.

Even his soulmate didnt want him. Honestly, he should have expected this. Abandoned at 12 with no one around him, why did his expect his soulmate to even give a fuck about him. Tears pricked his eyes and he blinked trying to get rid of them. He breathed in deeply, grabbing the water on the table and taking a big gulp. He had never hated himself more than he did right now. Why couldnt he have an easier life.

“Why cant I just fucking be NORMAL” he yelled throwing the empty bottle of water at the wall.

Throwing himself into bed, he scrunched up his eyes, hoping that sleep would come today, not noticing as his phone lit up with a single message.

Your POV

You stayed for another game and then ducked out apologizing and making an excuse up.

"Sorry it was such a short stream, everyone," you said pouting at the camera. "It was fun though so hopefully I get to do it again." Waving goodbye, you turned off the camera and leaned your head back staring at the ceiling.

What the actual fuck.

Grabbing your phone, you stared at it for a bit. Everything that you had pushed to the back of your mind in the game, was suddenly in the forefront.

The only thing you knew about Corpse was that he had a really deep voice, he narrated horror movies, and he maybe did music?

'Rae mentioned that once right?' you thought to yourself.

You unlocked the phone and then locked it again, too scared to actually do anything.

Unlocked.

Locked.

Unlocked.

Locked.

"Oh get a grip," you muttered to yourself, opening the phone and sending a text to Rae.

‘Hey Rae, do you have corpses number? Do you mind sending it to me, I need to tell him something.’

A reply came in a minute,

‘umm, why. he's pretty private so idk i don't rlly wanna give his number if he doesn't want someone to have it’

You sighed, and decided you might as well tell her. You knew Rae wouldn't betray your trust.

‘He's my soulmate’

Immediately a ‘AHDJHAKJKAGDAK’ came as a reply and you giggled at the string of emojis after it.

‘Don't tell anyone,’ you sent quickly, trying to calm her down.

‘Okay okay, its XXX - XXX - XXXX, ASHAGDH IM DYING OMG. GO TALK TO HIM.’

Biting your lip you added Corpse into your contacts hesitating before putting a small black heart next to his name.

"Already simping," you mumbled under your breath, hands hovering over the keyboard as you struggled to think of what to write.

You finally decided on 'Hey, its Y/N, can I call?' thinking that something short would be the best way to go. Hand hovering over the send button, you sucked in a breath and pressed it, waiting with bated breath.

A minute passed.

And then five.

And then, without you even you realising, it'd been half an hour of you just looking at your phone.

An hour later, you were slumped on your desk, eyes closed and snoring lightly, the phone still open, the message you sent lighting up the screen.

tbc.

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caws5749 · 4 years

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Can you write something like the reader is alone in the avengers tower cause everyone’s away on a mission and someone breaks in to hurt the reader and Friday informs Natasha or something and she saves the day hehe

A/N: I absolutely love this request! I am not sure if this is what you were thinking but I hope you enjoy! (no one notice that this is so so so many months late). Also, as is my go-to, reader has water powers!

Promoting: Honestly, I'm not sure- a mix of my 2k celebration, a potential instagram live, who knows

It wasn’t often that you found yourself left alone in the tower, but you’d been feeling a little under the weather (which was interfering with your powers), leaving you left at home while the rest of the team headed off on the most recent mission.

Pausing the latest episode of the sitcom that you’d been playing, you slowly removed yourself from the heaps of blankets on the bed, stretching before heading towards the kitchen for a snack.

You’d made it halfway down the hallway before JARVIS was alerting you of the break-in. Normally, you’d head straight for the intruder, but you were left practically powerless. You could fight, but not well enough to fight off someone who had the audacity to break into the Avengers tower.

Panicking at your predicament, you asked JARVIS what you should do, thinking heading to the panic room was most likely your best option. After receiving similar advice from JARVIS, you decided to do the opposite of that. You were feeling better, so perhaps your powers were restored.

Testing them out briefly, you shoved your anxiety aside, willing your power to flow freely. After a bit of struggling, you were able to produce a bit of a storm, not nearly anything compared to your usual tsunami, but it would have to do.

Conferring with JARVIS along the way, you made your way towards the intruder.

“I’ve alerted the others of the break-in, by the way,” the A.I. commented. You nodded, knowing they were most likely hours away.

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“Do you think she can handle herself without powers?” Steve asked, after Tony had voted that they finish the mission.

“If she goes to the panic room, as per protocol, she’ll be fine!”

“She’s not going to go to the panic room,” Natasha followed.

“We can’t let her take on whoever this is by herself, with no abilities,” Clint reasoned.

“We have to go back.”

“We’re hours away,” Tony argued.

“We’re an hour away, if we fly at top speed,” Steve retorted.

Turning away from the arguing group, Natasha pulled out her phone, quickly finding your contact and calling.

“Come on,” she muttered as the phone continued to ring.

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“You have an incoming phone call from Ms. Romanoff,” JARVIS announced quietly as you made your way through the tower.

“I can’t take that right now, I’m a little busy, JARVIS.”

“I am sure Ms. Romanoff is afraid for your safety, Ms. Y/L/N.”

Your heart softened as guilt washed over you. You probably should take her call.

But then you heard a large crash a few floors up, effectively distracting you from your incoming phone call, and you took off, sprinting up the stairs.

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“Fly faster,” Natasha instructed slowly, her voice dangerously low. She’d been standing, looking over Tony’s shoulder from the start of the flight.

“JARVIS, take the wheel,” Tony sighed, rolling his eyes.

“Clint.” It was almost a plea from Nat, the only small clue she’d given that she was scared.

“I got it,” Clint nodded, taking the seat just vacated by Tony, giving Natasha’s arm a light, reassuring squeeze on his way over.

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Reaching the floor from where the crash came from, you hesitated just outside the stairwell door. Listening intently for any noises, you were about to open the door when a voice filled the quiet air.

“I have not found her yet, but I am certain she’s near,” a gruff, male voice noted. Were there more than one assailants? Given by the fact that you couldn’t hear a reply, you assumed he was on the phone or comms.

“I know. We have to find her now. She has limited use of her powers, and with everyone else gone, possibly coming back, we need her now, or we’ll never get her.”

They were here for you? Why? You knew you had an interesting back story, and interesting abilities, but you really weren’t all that special..... were you?

Breathing heavily, growing a tad dizzy, you silently and quickly made your way down the stairs, heading for the panic room. There was no way you were willing to fight the man now.. not when he knew so much, not when he was here for you.

Wrenching open the secret door to the panic room, you locked yourself inside.

“JARVIS, am I safe here?”

You knew you were, you knew exactly how the room had been designed, but you were still frightened now.

“Yes. They will not find you here, and they would not be able to break in. Would you like me to get Ms. Romanoff on the line?”

You nodded, sitting down in one of the chairs in a corner. You hugged your knees to your chest, trying not to be so scared.

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“Y/N?” Natasha breathed, answering the call.

“Hi.”

“Are you okay? Are you in the panic room?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” Nat breathed, sighing in relief. “We’re about a half an hour out.”

“The man who broke in... he knew, Nat. He knew everyone would be gone, he knew my powers were weakened... he’s here for me, I heard him.”

So you hadn’t gone to the panic room right away, Natasha thought. Just as she’d expected, making the wave of relief even greater now that you were safe.

“We’ll be there soon,” Nat soothed. Clint’s hands tightened on the controls, and Nat’s eyes flickered in his direction. He was flying as fast as possible. He was scared too.

“Stay on the line with me.”

++++++

Less than half an hour later, JARVIS was alerting you of the jet’s arrival, and Natasha was reluctantly hanging up the phone, promising that she’d see you soon, and instructing you not to leave the panic room. You had begrudgingly agreed to that, frustrated that you couldn’t help with the capturing of the intruder.

You paced back and forth for a few minutes, before the door was opening. You expected Natasha, but it was Clint who walked into the room.

“Hey,” he greeted, surprising both of you by pulling you in for a hug. “I’m glad you’re alright.”

“Me too,” you chuckled.

“Tasha wanted to be the one to take the dude down,” Clint explained. You nodded. She could be ridiculously protective, you knew that.

“Did they get him?”

“I’d be surprised if they hadn’t by now.”

++++++

With JARVIS’s alert that the intruder had in fact been taken care of, you hurriedly made your way through the tower with Clint.

Entering the living room, you threw yourself into Natasha’s arms.

“Who is he?” You asked. Nat didn’t answer right away, instead choosing to step back and look you over to ensure you weren’t hurt.

In her silence, Steve chose to respond, launching into who he was and who he worked for. It turned into a debrief, and you settled down on the couch, Natasha sitting next to you, her hand not leaving your thigh.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” she murmured in your ear, placing a quick kiss to your temple.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t fight him,” you whispered back. Her brow furrowed.

“It’s not your fault. Any other time you would have been able to take him down in an instant.”

You hummed.

“Thank you for coming back so quickly.”

“For you? Anything.”

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real-life-catgirl · 6 years

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Aurora Boraelis (s.r.)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: slight injury description, reader has light manipulation, fluff, slight cringe :)

A/N: pre-iw!cap, even though the gif says otherwise! also, im changing up my writing style a bit (was it obvious?) so I've removed summaries but I am starting to add word counts, and adding the genre of writing in my warnings! I feel like summaries give away too much imo but lmk how you feel about it!

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"Alright, Nightlight, your turn," Stark's voice resonated through your comm.

You briefly huffed at his nickname for you, which was almost as degrading as 'Reindeer Games', before Tony initiated the Flashlight protocol, (not unlike the code green protocol, the Avengers used it in desperate times of need), charging up his energy repulsor at Cap's shield aimed at you, he shot and you quickly absorbed the light particles as your fingertips began to glow, the colour of what would appear if you shine a flashlight on the back of your fingers.

Along with the tips of your digits, the pupils of your eyes expanded so much your eye had no traces of E/C, just pure black, before they flickered back and forth between a bright, almost luminescent, blue (since that was the colour of Tony's beam) and back, ultimately shifting permanently to the bright colour. As soon as you began to chant your Latin words, the lights cut off, completely removing the bright glossiness of your features. Your head pounded from the fast switch of light to dark, and as you cleared from the spinning, you heard a deep, unfamiliar and maniacal chuckle from within the storage garage.

"You really think I didn't come prepared?" You raised a brow at your teammates, confused, who mirrored the look. Last you all checked, you weren't fighting a supervillain.

"You really thought I didn't think about your shiny, cultural flashlight? Your secret weapon? You didn't dub me that dumb, did you?"

Your head jerked back in offense, and you were about to retort when a pair of hands, multiple pairs of hands, grabbed your body, held you up horizontally, and pulled. Your screams of pain were held back by your pursed lips, as the agony of your tearing muscles and joints began to become unbearable.

Your mind instantly kicked into fight or flight mode, and as much as your flesh fought against it, you began squirming around in whoever this was' grasp. It hurt, and after a few seconds of struggling, you heard a loud crack! and a horrifying feeling filled your entire torso. At this point, any sounds of anguish had slipped, and your deafening shriek of excruciating pain practically rang through all of America.

As you felt your entire body begin paralysing due to your spine basically disconnecting, the instincts your abilities had given you took over, and even though you could only use your power with a light source nearby, it seemed like your senses kicked up 10 notches as everything in you searched every crevice, crack, wall, door and electronic for a source of illumination. It eventually found a closed door with a crack small enough only an ant could fit through at the bottom, and it tubed all particles back to the host, quickly regenerating your cells and giving you enough energy to mutter your chant lowly, and your attacker dropped your body as a haze of yellow, almost fire orange light glared into their eyes, blinding everyone else in the room temporarily. Your back popped continuously as it healed into place, though you were still sore and couldn't move.

Tony, Natasha, Steve, Thor and Clint seemed to jump out of their previous stupor, Steve going to your aid while the others took care of the man with the multiple bionic arms. “You okay, doll?” The fact he had gone from Captain America to Steve Rogers, as temporary as it was, almost had you forgetting the horrible sensations. Almost.

You groaned defeatedly, recoiling into yourself at the throbbing sting rushing through your body. “I don’t—ugh—I don’t think I can walk,” you truthfully answered your captain, huffing and puffing.

Steve sighed before crouching down, elbow creases tucking under your knees and head, before heaving upwards, all the pain in your system increasing tenfold.

He noticed your grimace and slowed down, glancing over his shoulder before speaking into his comm, “I’m bringing L/N back to the quinjet, Banner, alert Doctor Cho to get her stuff ready,”

You coughed out a weak, “politely, and say please.”

——

After Helen successfully scanned every cell in your body, you were placed on bed rest since, although your powers did help greatly in healing your body, the outer tissues weren’t completely regenerated, which meant you still had bruises.

Lots of bruises. And damaged tissue. And you did just happen to be paralysed from the waist up. And internal bleeding. And did I mention bruises?

So to help speed up the process your body had already started, both Bruce and Cho assigned Steve, Wanda and themselves to take turns keeping watch; putting you off missions for awhile, in fear of something re-triggering the broken spinal cord and fatally messing everything up. Thankfully you were still more of an asset they brought in when it was bad, and it was only rare they needed you, so you weren’t too worried about being on bed rest.

However, when someone tried to trade with Steve to watch over you, he would completely refuse unless it was one of the doctors coming in for check up, but even then he’d stay in the room. You found it quite endearing, honestly, that he’d stay out of his own chamber just to be sure you’re safe.

Though it was starting to get annoying.

He would only let the doctors get 15 minutes of exam work in before he demanded they leave so he could cling back to you, so he could climb back into your bed, wrap you in his arms (gently) and cuddle you until you felt better. And as much as you loved his sudden clinginess, it was beginning to make you overthink everything.

Was this meant to be taken in such an intimate way?

Why is he acting like this?

Does this mean he likes you?

What if he’s just worried?

What if he’s just being a good friend and wants to make sure you’re healing perfectly?

You were very close to just asking every question that popped inside your head, but opted not to, deciding to relish in the moment before you’re allowed back on missions and this all goes away.

Though, this day was a bit different than the others in the last week. Instead of anyone coming in to do a checkup, medical exam or physical therapy, it was just you and Steve, laying in bed, with your head on his chest and his arm around your shoulders, relaxing. You found it a bit weird, but as you went to speak up, Steve shifted so he was on his side, and your head was under his chin.

“Steve..?” Your voice came out muffled.

“Yeah, doll?”

Your brain went mush as you tried to collect your composure. Steve did way too many things to you that he didn’t even know. “Uh.. I-uh-.. Ahem, what’re you doing?” He went quiet for a moment, and you didn’t know whether he was dead or frozen from being caught.

“Am I hurting you? Does this make you uncomfortable?” His grip considerably loosened, much to your displeasure. “Sorry, I-I just wanted to-”

“No, no it’s okay. I’m completely fine with it, i-in fact, I liked it,” you reassured shyly, “you can keep doing it! I just.. Wanted to make sure you were conscious of what you were doing, too..”

He shifted his body back over to you, relishing in the warmth you radiated, his arms going back into the tight circle you’d gotten use to these past days. “Good.. Good. Because I don’t really plan on stopping,” he whispered before placing a kiss on the crown of your head. “Get some rest.”

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