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swan-of-sunrise · 1 year

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Endgame (Chapter One)

Summary: (Y/N) and Steve struggle to come to terms with their loss as a new ally rescues Tony from space, and the Avengers decide to track the Mad Titan down.

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: Hi guys! Hopefully you’ve forgiven me for the way I ended the last book (sorry not sorry lol) because now we’re moving onto Endgame! It’ll be one hell of a roller-coaster, so be ready to experience every emotion a human can possibly experience lol thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter One June 2018 Avengers Facility, Upstate New York (Previous Book)

“Dear Mister Fantasy, play us a tune, something to make us all happy. Do anything, take us out of this gloom. Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy…”

As (Y/N) listened to the melancholy song blaring at an unhealthy volume through her earbuds, she stared up at the ceiling of hers and Steve’s bedroom and studied the subtle imperfections of the dry paint. The longer she stared at the slight ridges and streaks above her, the more they stopped looking like slight ridges and streaks and started to resemble the handful of faces she was trying her hardest to ignore.

“You are the one who can make us all laugh, but doing that you break out in tears. Please don’t be sad if it was a straight mind you had, we wouldn’t have known you all these years…”

Her throat tightened in grief as Sam’s teasing smile and playful gaze morphed into existence, quickly joined by Wanda’s devastated expression as she destroyed the Mind Stone embedded in Vision’s forehead and Bucky’s friendly but tortured eyes.

“Dear Mister Fantasy, play us a tune, something to make us all happy. Do anything, take us out of this gloom. Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy, yeah…”

T’Challa’s regal and commanding stare materialized beside the others and her own eyes began to well with fresh tears when her old friend Greg’s cheerful face appeared; she didn’t know that her friend and book publisher was among the Vanished until they all returned to the Avengers Compound and began taking a census, the shocking realization bringing with it a fresh wave of pain and anguish at the thought of Mara, Abbie and Leo having to grapple with his sudden disappearance.

“Dear Mister Fantasy, play us a tune, something to make us all happy. Do anything, take us out of this gloom. Sing a song, play guitar, make it snappy…”

(Y/N) squeezed her eyes shut when Loki’s face came to mind, but she was unable to stop herself as she thought about the brave and misunderstood friend who offered her protection and support in one of her most desperate hours and who selflessly sacrificed himself while attempting to stop Thanos before it was too late. She struggled to cope with his loss, partially because she hadn’t been there to witness it herself but mostly because out of everyone residing at the Avengers Compound, she was the only one who truly saw the gentle and loyal side of the God of Mischief; Thor did, too, but the God of Thunder adamantly refused to speak or even look into her eyes after their defeat in Wakanda three weeks earlier. She knew that he blamed himself for not killing Thanos before he could use the Infinity Stones and although no one dared to say it out loud, she also knew that he felt responsible for her very personal loss.

“You are the one who can make us all laugh, but doing that you break out in tears. Please don’t be sad if it was a straight mind you had, we wouldn’t have known you all these years…”

Imagining Carina and how the infant looked when they said goodbye to her right before leaving to battle the Black Order and defend Vision – her tear-filled (Y/E/C) eyes and sweet little pout as she looked up at her adoring parents – proved to be the final straw. (Y/N) sat up on the bed and ripped the earbuds out of her ears, switching the old MP3 player off and setting it on the nightstand before wiping away the tears that managed to escape; she managed to hold back the sob that had started building in her chest and took a quivering breath to try calming herself down.

It had been three weeks since Thanos snapped his fingers and used the six Infinity Stones to wipe out half of all life in the universe, three weeks since the Mad Titan walked through a portal and disappeared without a trace, and three weeks since (Y/N) lost her daughter and her friends in the blink of an eye. After everything they’d done since that terrible moment they realized they’d lost – returning to the Avengers Compound, conducting deep space scans to hunt down Thanos, documenting a complete census of the Vanished, becoming acquainted with the cosmic superhero who was summoned back to Earth by Fury before he himself Vanished, and checking in with their surviving friends and family – it still felt as though (Y/N) was trapped in a waking nightmare. Every day for the past twenty-two days, she woke up with thoughts of Carina on her mind and in one heartbreaking moment, she remembered all over again that her daughter was gone and an insurmountable wave of grief would threaten to overtake her.

After taking one final gulp of air, (Y/N) stood and crossed the room to the closed bathroom door, her hand hovering over the doorknob for a brief moment of hesitation before grasping it and slowly opening the door. Steve, who’d been leaning against the sink and staring morosely at his own reflection in the mirror, looked over at her and attempted to smile, but the haunting emptiness in his azure eyes remained; he set the razor he’d used to shave off the physical evidence of his two years on the run down in the sink and ran a hand over his smooth chin. “Yeah, I figured I was overdue for a shave.”

“You were looking a little scruffy.” Stepping into the room, (Y/N) pulled a towel off of the wall rack and carefully wiped away the spots of shaving cream he’d missed. “You and Rocket were beginning to look like twins.”

The super-soldier huffed out a quiet chuckle as his large hands moved to rest on her hips while she continued her methodical task. “Speaking of the talking raccoon, I saw that he disassembled your Bug’s engine; I thought that he was only supposed to be checking your brakes?”

“Well, after he finished with the brakes, he said that he should check out the rest of the car because – and I quote – ‘you humies don’t know jack-shit about machinery.’ He needed a distraction and seems to really enjoy fixing things, so I just let him continue working.” Her movements slowed as she recalled something she’d witnessed earlier that evening and it wasn’t until Steve started running his hands up and down her sides that she finally spoke. “He misses Groot and his friends, the other Guardians of the Galaxy he was telling us about. I saw him sitting in the driver’s seat earlier, listening to one of my old 80’s compilation cassette tapes and staring off at the woods across the lake.”

Steve pursed his lips and nodded. “Thor told Nat that one of the Guardians, a guy named Quill, was originally from Earth and that he loved music as much as you do; she’s been trying to get more intel from both of them to see if Quill’s still got any living family here, but she hasn’t had much luck going off of one name.”

“I can’t say that I blame either of them. They want to forget.” (Y/N) set the towel down on the bathroom sink and lowered her gaze, unable to look at Steve without seeing a hint of their daughter in his features. “I just…” Her lower lip trembled and she blinked back her rapidly-forming tears. “I want to forget, too. Even if it’s just for one night, one moment, I…I-I just want to feel something other than pain.” She mustered up enough courage to glance up and into Steve’s reddened eyes. “Make me forget. Please, sweetheart, make me forget about it all for just one night.”

“We’ll forget together,” Steve promised, a tear trailing down his cheek as he leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss; while she kissed him back with equal vigor, he backed her up against the sink and without warning, he lifted her up by her waist to sit on the bathroom counter and stood between her parted legs. Their kisses were desperate and needy, a far cry from the romantic reconnection she’d spent her entire pregnancy longing for, but their urgency to lose themselves in one another put any thought besides the two of them entirely out of their minds; (Y/N)’s arms wrapped around Steve’s neck and her fingers weaved through his long blonde hair, tugging on the locks and eliciting a sinful groan from Steve. The super-soldier broke their kiss and began to trail his lips down her jawline and along the column of her throat, causing her to tip her head back for easier access and stifle her own satisfied moan.

But just when Steve’s hands were beginning to tug the hem of her shirt upwards, he suddenly stilled against her. “Do you feel that?”

“Hmm?” (Y/N) struggled to regain her breath and comprehend what her fiancé was talking about but moments later, her question was answered when the counter she was seated on began to shake. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she glanced around the bathroom, noticing the mounted makeup mirror quivering and the window pane rattling in its frame, and she pulled away from Steve with her eyes widened in realization. “Oh my God. Do you think that Carol finally found the Benatar?”

Steve nodded as his azure eyes filled with a glimmer of hope. “Let’s go find out.” With a final fleeting kiss, the two of them quickly dressed and hurried outside to where Rhodes, Bruce, Natasha, Rocket and a distraught Pepper were all gathered; the CEO of Stark Industries and Tony’s fiancée had been staying with them at the compound since they’d returned from Wakanda, and she’d spent many sleepless nights analyzing deep space scans in a desperate effort to find Tony and bring him home safely. The super-soldier’s hand squeezed (Y/N)’s tight as they joined the others and they looked up in time to see a massive spacecraft descent from the sky; Carol Danvers, the former U.S. Air Force pilot more commonly known across the galaxy as Captain Marvel, glowed brightly with cosmic energy as she guided the groaning spacecraft to the ground.

“She did it,” Rocket quietly remarked, and there was a hint of fear in his voice. “The glowing chick found ‘em.”

The spacecraft’s steps descended and Pepper stifled a sob in her hands when Tony appeared at the top; a blue-skinned woman was helping the weakened billionaire down the stairs and when he showed signs of unsteadiness, Steve let go of her hand and ran across the lawn to help. (Y/N) watched Pepper and Rhodes share an emotional hug before hurrying to greet Tony, but the small smile she’d managed to muster at their reunion disappeared when she saw that no one else was onboard; at least Rocket isn’t entirely alone, she thought to herself, the hollow feeling in her chest growing as she watched Rocket sit down on the spacecraft’s steps beside the blue-skinned woman and wordlessly take her hand. But the others were gone, either Vanished or murdered by Thanos; the Guardians of the Galaxy, Doctor Strange, Peter Parker…

A familiar hand on her shoulder pulled her out of her silent rumination and Natasha smiled a little when she turned. “Tony’s here, alive and safe. He’ll know where we can find Thanos.” The spy gave her shoulder a comforting squeeze just as Carol walked up to them. “Good work, Danvers.”

“We’re lucky I found ‘em when I did; another few hours out there and your friend would’ve been gone.” (Y/N) shuddered and the captain gave them an apologetic look before continuing. “Their food and water ran out two weeks ago and their ship was dead in the water. Whatever happened out there with Thanos…it wasn’t good.”

(Y/N) nodded, watching the others escort Tony inside as she twirled her engagement ring around her finger. “No, but Nat’s right; if there’s even a sliver of a chance of fixing all this, then we need anything that Tony can give us on that bastard.”

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Despite what she’d said to Natasha and Carol on the lawn of the Avengers Facility, (Y/N)’s confidence in Tony’s ability to aid them in their search for Thanos all but disappeared by the next morning. Bruce patched up the billionaire’s many battle wounds and inserted an I.V. into his arm to replenish the nutrients he’d lost after so many days without food or water, but Tony appeared almost detached throughout the entire process; he insisted on being briefed as soon as possible, so they reluctantly wheeled him into the common room and worriedly watched him twirl his spoon around his soggy cereal while they booted up the holograms of all their ongoing research. He looks like he’s been through hell, (Y/N) thought as she shared a look of concern with Steve and leaned against the table beside him while Rhodes started speaking.

“It’s been twenty-three days since Thanos came to Earth…”

(Y/N)’s jaw clenched as she averted her eyes from the holograms displaying all the faces of the friends and allies they’d lost; Sam, Wanda, Vision, Bucky, T’Challa, Shuri, Scott Lang, Maria Hill, Nick Fury, Laura Barton and all three Barton children, Sharon Carter, Peter Parker, Stephen Strange, Erik Selving, Jane Foster, Hank Pym, Hope Van Dyne…she wasn’t sure which was worse, being forced to see their faces every single day since they’d gone or not having a picture of her own daughter to display as one of Thanos’ countless victims. The others weren’t immune from the emotional impact of the holograms; Steve crossed his arms tighter across his chest and pointedly looked down, Carol blinked away her tears as Nick Fury’s image faded away and Natasha cleared her throat right before Yelena Belova’s image appeared, still unwilling to accept the news of her younger sister’s loss.

“World governments are in pieces. The parts that are still working are trying to take a census, and it looks like he did…” Natasha paused for a moment to compose herself while Tony looked away from Peter Parker’s school I.D. photograph. “He did exactly what he said he was gonna do. Thanos wiped out fifty percent of all living creatures.”

The silence of the room was finally broken by Tony. “Where is he now? Where?”

“We don’t know,” Steve replied, the forced calmness of his voice wavering when he glanced up at Tony. “He just opened a portal and walked through.”

The billionaire moved to adjust his wheelchair and caught sight of Thor, who was seated alone outside in the courtyard. “And what’s wrong with him?”

“Well, he’s pissed. He thinks he failed.” Rocket’s empty gaze met all theirs and he shrugged. “Which, of course, he did, but you know, there’s a lot of that goin’ around, ain’t there?”

“Honestly, until this exact second I thought you were a Build-A-Bear.”

“Maybe I am.”

Under very different circumstances, (Y/N) would’ve smiled at Tony and Rocket’s exchange, thrilled that the two like-minded geniuses were somehow able to meet one another. But there was only one thing that she cared to focus on, and that was making Thanos pay for what he’d done. “We’ve been hunting Thanos for three weeks – deep space scans, satellites – and we’ve got nothing. Tony, I know that you’ve been through a lot but you fought him-”

“Who told you that?” (Y/N) kept her irritation in check at Tony’s blunt interruption. “I didn’t fight him. No, he wiped my face with a planet while the Bleeker Street magician gave away the store. That’s what happened; there was no fight because he’s not beatable-”

“Okay…” Steve cut through the billionaire’s incoherent rambling, his struggle to maintain his patience evident in the way his fingers dug into the edge of the tabletop behind him. “Did he give you any clues? Any coordinates, anything?”

Tony snorted and flailed his hand in indifference, causing Steve’s grip on the tabletop to tighten in frustration as (Y/N) exchanged a knowing look with Natasha. “I saw this coming a few years back. I had a vision, I didn’t wanna believe it…thought I was dreaming.”

The super-soldier pushed himself the table and took a step forward; (Y/N) anxiously bit her lip when she noticed the divots he’d left in the wood and she felt the tension in the common room grow. “Tony, I’m gonna need you to focus-”

“And I needed you.” The billionaire’s quiet but accusatory words echoed throughout the room and (Y/N) felt herself tense up. “As in past tense. That trumps what you need; it’s too late, buddy. Sorry. You know what I need? I need to shave.” He knocked the bowl of cereal over and it clattered against the table as he stood, making all of them flinch at the harsh sound; ignoring Rhodes protests and attempts to stop him, Tony ripped the I.V. out of his arm and continued addressing the room. “And I believe I remember telling all of you, alive or otherwise, that we needed a suit of armor around the world! Remember that? Whether it impacted our precious freedoms or not, that’s what we needed.”

“Well, that didn’t work out, did it?”

(Y/N) stepped forward and rested a hand on her fiancé’s bicep. “Steve, he’s not well…”

“Nah, I’ve really never felt better, Austen. You remember that day, don’t you? You remember what happened after Ultron, right?” Tony demanded and after she slowly nodded, he turned his attention back to Steve. “I said we’d lose. You said we’d ‘do that together, too.’ But guess what, Cap? We lost, and you weren’t there.” Steve’s muscles flexed beneath her hand but he remained silent, watching with regret in his azure eyes while Rhodes unsuccessfully tried guiding Tony back into his wheelchair. “But that’s what we do, right? Our best work after the fact? We’re the A-vengers, not the Pre-vengers, right?”

“Okay, you made your point, just sit down-”

“Okay, okay,” Tony ignored his best friend’s pleas and pointed at Carol. “She’s great, by the way. We need you, you’re new blood and we’re a bunch of tired old mules!” Pushing past Rhodes, Tony walked right up to Steve and sneered. “I’ve got nothing for you, Cap, I’ve got no coordinates, no clues, no strategies, no options. Zero, zip, nada. No trust. Liar.” He ripped the arc reactor off his emaciated chest and thrust it into Steve’s hand. “Here, take this. You find him, you put that on, you take your family and hide…” He suddenly dropped to his knees and raised a shaking hand as everyone hurried to his aid. “I-I’m fine, I’m fine…”

The billionaire collapsed onto the ground and the others sprang into action; Natasha ran out of the common room to alert Bruce and Pepper of Tony’s condition while Rhodes scooped his best friend up off the ground and Carol helped them to the infirmary. (Y/N)’s gaze met Thor’s as he watched the others scramble to help Tony from his seat in the courtyard, but he quickly averted his eyes and stared down at his clasped hands. Swallowing the lump in her throat, (Y/N) turned away from the window to face Steve; the super-soldier stood rigid as he stared at the spot where Tony fell, his soldier’s composure beginning to falter as his fingers clamped around the arc reactor.

Although (Y/N) still believed that Steve made the right decision when he rejected the Sokovia Accords and went on the run, she knew that everything that transpired in Siberia between him and Tony could’ve been prevented if he’d just been honest with his friend; Tony spent the better part of two years caught between the pain of learning that Steve betrayed his trust and the hope that his friend would someday reach out to him, only for the pain to fester and the hope to slowly dissipate over time. It was a dressing-down that Steve undoubtedly earned through the choices he’d made, but hearing how those choices were the reason why they’d lost everything to Thanos wasn’t what the super-soldier needed to hear. Not after losing our Carina, (Y/N) thought as she took a steadying breath, cautiously stepping forward and allowing a tearful Steve to pull her into a tight embrace.

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“Bruce gave him a sedative,” Rhodes announced to the four of them after stepping out of the infirmary; inside, Tony slept in a hospital bed while Pepper and Bruce shared a hushed conversation at his bedside. “He’s gonna probably be out the rest of the day.”

(Y/N) opened her mouth to ask the others what their next step would be but was interrupted by Carol. “You guys take care of him, and I’ll bring him a bottle of Xorrian elixir when I get back.”

The captain began heading back to the common room and (Y/N)’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Carol, where are you going?”

“To kill Thanos.”

Exchanging matching looks of apprehension, the three of them hurried after Natasha as she caught up with the older woman first. “Hey. You know, we usually work as a team here and between you and me, morale’s a little fragile.”

“We realize that up there’s more your territory,” Steve added. “But this is our fight, too.”

Carol sighed. “Look, you guys did an incredible job and that’s more than what countless planets across the galaxy can say; they’re the ones that Thanos decimated without breaking a sweat, the ones that were the first to suffer by his hand and the ones that I failed to protect. I owe it to them to put an end to Thanos once and for all.”

“And we owe it to our daughter to do whatever it takes to bring her back.” (Y/N)’s voice caught in her throat and an empathetic look crossed the captain’s face. “I don’t even know if that’s possible or not, but the only way we’re going to find out is if we all go after Thanos together.”

Rhodes nodded in agreement from his spot near the doorway. “Do you even know where he is?”

“I know people who might-”

“Don’t bother.” They all looked over at Nebula, the blue-skinned woman who’d gotten off the Benatar alongside Tony and one of the Guardians of the Galaxy; her raspy voice was filled with a heavy emotion as she stepped into the common room. “I can tell you where Thanos is.”

While Natasha left to fetch Bruce and Thor, Rocket switched on the hologram devices and began to input new data and Steve guided (Y/N) off to the side for a moment alone. “Do you really think that there’s a way to bring Carina back? To bring everyone we lost back?”

“Steve, you saw everything that those stones could do; if they could make half the universe disappear in the blink of an eye, then there’s no reason not to believe that they could bring them back.” She wrapped her arms around herself as she looked into Steve’s azure eyes. “But we won’t know unless we try.”

Nodding, Steve’s hand cupped her cheek as he pressed a soft kiss onto her forehead. “And we will, sunshine. Whatever it takes.”

They pulled away from one another as the others filed into the common room; Thor carried his bowl of food over to the dining room table and began picking at it while they turned their attention to Nebula. “Thanos spent a long time trying to…perfect me. When he worked, he talked. About his Great Plan. Even disassembled, I wanted to please him.” Nebula shifted uncomfortably and (Y/N) felt a pang of sympathy, unable to imagine what the warrior’s life had been like under the Mad Titan. “I’d ask, where would we go once his plan was complete? His answer was always the same: ‘To the Garden.’”

Rhodes’ brow rose in surprise. “You’re saying Thanos had a retirement plan?”

“Where is he?”

Standing on the table they encircled, Rocket pressed a button and brought up a holo-map of Earth that showed the planet being engulfed in a wave of energy. “When Thanos snapped his fingers, Earth became Gound Zero for a power surge of ridiculously-cosmic proportions. No one’s seen anything like it…” He shifted the map around to show an orange-colored planet as an identical wave of energy encompassed it. “Until two days ago, on this planet.”

“He used the stones again…” Natasha murmured as she leaned in to take a closer look at the holo-map.

“Hey, hey, hey, we’d be going in shorthanded, you know…”

“And he’s still got the stones…”

“So, let’s get ‘em.” Carol glanced over at (Y/N) with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. “We’ll use them to get everyone back.”

Bruce looked unconvinced. “Just like that?”

“Yeah.” Steve nodded. “Just like that.”

“It’s like (Y/N) said, even if there’s a small chance that we can undo this, we owe it to everyone who’s not in this room to try.”

Natasha’s words resonated throughout the entire room, and (Y/N) glanced around to gage her friends’ reactions; Steve, Natasha and Carol looked the most on-board with their fledgling plan, Rocket and Nebula seemed more cautious but ultimately agreeable, and both Bruce and Rhodes’ expressions were filled with apprehension, with the scientist looking slightly worried as he addressed the room. “If we do this, how do we know it’s gonna end any differently than it did before?”

Across the room, Carol gave them a small smile. “Because before you didn’t have me.”

(Y/N) exchanged a knowing look with Natasha while Rhodes heaved a sigh. “Hey, new girl? Everybody in here’s about that superhero life; where’ve you been all this time?”

“There’s a lot of people in the universe, and they didn’t all have you.”

Thor’s chair scraped against the floor as he stood and crossed the common room to stand before Carol; the stoic Asgardian held his hand out and Stormbreaker blew past the captain, ruffling her blonde hair as it swiftly flew into his grasp. When Carol didn’t flinch and even gave him the barest hint of a smile while they sized one another up, Thor looked over at the rest of them and nodded. “I like this one.”

(Y/N) turned to Steve, who was still studying the rotating orange planet at the center of Rocket’s holo-map. After a long, deciding moment, the super-soldier looked up at her with a fierce determination simmering in his azure eyes and she found herself beginning to smile as he finally spoke. “Let’s go get this son of a bitch.”

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A/N: And here we've arrived at Avengers: Endgame! This'll be just as emotional and amazing as the movie, and I really can’t wait for you to read it! Updates might be a bit more sporadic than usual but I'm hoping for a chapter every other week (still haven't decided which works best with my schedule and mental health), so make sure to stay tuned for more!

Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new chapter. Enjoy!

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“Endgame” Masterlist

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waltermis · 5 months

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Stay, Stay, Stay

Summary: You & Natasha share a comforting moment

Warnings: hurt/comfort

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader (romantic)

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NATASHA!! ❤️❤️

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Natasha sighed, cutting her peanut butter sandwich. She listened to Rocket, Nebula, and the rest of the remaining avengers argue from across the universe. It’s been five years since the snap. Five years since Thanos. Five years since the Avengers officially split up. Five years since she lost Yelena. Five years since everything… But no matter how much time passed, she couldn’t let this life go.

“Carol, are we seeing you here next month?”

“Not likely,”

“What? You gonna get another haircut?” Rocket teased.

“Listen, fur face. I’m covering a lot of territory. The things that are happening on Earth are happening everywhere. On thousands of planets.”

“Uh, all right. All right. That’s a good point. That’s a good point.”

“So, you might not see me for a long time.”

“All right. Uh well, this channel's always active. So, if anything goes sideways… anyone’s making trouble where they shouldn’t… comes through me.” Natasha stated, before Rocket, Okoye, Carol’s channels disappeared, leaving Rhodey. “Where are you?” she asked him.

“Mexico. The Federales found a room full of bodies. Looks like a bunch of cartel guys never even had a chance to get their guns off.”

“It’s probably a rival gang,” Natasha denied quickly.

“Except it isn’t. It’s definitely Barton… what he’s done here, what he’s been doing for the last few years. I mean, the scene that he left…I gotta tell you there’s a part of me that doesn’t even want to find him.”

“Will you find out where he’s going next?” she asked, taking a bit of her sandwich, tears filling her eyes, threatening to spill.

“Nat?”

“Please?” she asked, quietly. She looked so vulnerable, her eyes glassy and nose red from holding back tears.

“Okay,” he sighed, before leaving the channel.

Natasha sighed, trying her hardest not to cry. She missed him, Clint, he was her best friend. One of the first few people that truly trusted her. When she met Clint’s family, they welcomed her in with open arms. They were like her second family; finding out that they were blipped broke her heart. She couldn’t imagine what Clint was going through.

‘God, this is a fucking mess.’ She thought, wrapping her arms around herself. Taking a bite out of her sad excuse of a sandwich, Natasha’s senses picked up the sound of wheels rolling against the hardwood floor. Natasha furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, watching you hauling two big blue luggage, she’s never seen before, through the common room. “Moya lyubov’, where are you going?” You ignored her, continuing to grab the luggage’s outside. “Detka? Are you okay?!” Still nothing. Natasha began to panic; thoughts of you finally realizing that you deserved better clawed their way into her brain. “Dorogaya? Can we talk about this? Please!”

“Babe?” you asked, coming back. “What’re you doing in here? I thought you were gonna use Meeting room A today… W-why’re you crying?” you asked, wrapping her up in your arms. She didn’t even notice the tears that streamed down her face.

“Please don’t leave me! I promise I’ll spend more time with you, just please don’t go…” she cried into your chest, her words muffled as she tugged you into her, her grip tight.

“What are you talking about? I’m not going anywhere,”

“Then why are you taking your luggage outside?!” she wailed, her nails digging further into you, afraid that you’d leave the second she loosened her grip.

“What? Those aren’t mine.”

“Huh?” she sobbed out. “Then whose are those?”

“They’re Tony’s, from when he and Pepper used to live here. They still have a bit of stuff here they haven’t moved to the cabin yet, he wanted me to finally bring it over for him.” you explained slowly, knowing that the lack of sleep was finally catching up on your redheaded girlfriend.

“Then what about you ignoring me?” she asked softly, her grip finally loosening.

“I was listening to music,” you showed her the air pods still in your ears. “I couldn’t hear you. I didn’t even know you were in here. I thought you decided to use one of the meeting rooms instead. You know I would never intentionally ignore you,”

Natasha nodded; her eyes grew heavier listening to the soothing sound of your voice. “Promise me you’ll never leave me.” she begged, tilting her head up to look into your eyes.

“I promise, there is nothing in this world that would make me leave you. Ever.” you promised, pecking her on the lips.

“I love you; you know that right?”

“Of course, I do, and I love you too. To Vormir and back.”

“Where’s that?” she asked sleepily, her head thudding on your chest again.

“Not sure… just came into my head.” you laughed, picking her up in your arms. You brought her back to your shared bedroom, placing her underneath the covers.

“Stay,” she said, grabbing a hold of your arm.

“Of course.” Bringing her into your arms, you placed a firm kiss on her head, letting sleep envelope the two of you.

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coffeeandbatboys · 11 months

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In The Endgame (Peter Quill x reader)

A/N it took me an hour to find this specific GIF lol

Request: from Anon

hiii i saw you were taking requests for peter quill and was wondering if you could write something that takes place during endgame where everyone who got blipped comes back and peter and reader reunite since he got blipped but she didnt? just super emotional and fluffy? thank uuuuuu <3

Warnings: angst, fluff, emotion

No...

This wasn't supposed to happen.

You weren't supposed to die in space.

None of you were.

But Thanos had taken Gamora, and Peter, Drax, Mantis, and two of the Avengers you'd met all turned to dust right in front of you.

Your heart suddenly broke, knowing that Groot and Rocket were with Thor.

And now you were stuck in space with Nebula and Tony Stark.

Two people you were not incredibly fond of.

Once you were rescued and brought back to Earth, you learned that Rocket was alive, but Groot hadn't made it.

"What the hell happened to us, Kid?"

And even though he wouldn't admit it to anyone but you, he cried.

You cried for months after losing the love of your life.

But in the five years that followed that fateful day, you never moved on.

You kept yourself busy helping Rocket and Nebula to hold the Galaxy together and searching for Thanos while many of the heroes were 'dead'. And then one day, a bug dude showed up and brought the concept of time travel with him.

And this is how you ended up back on Morag in 2014.

It was the first time you'd seen Peter since he dusted. You desperately wanted to run to him and kiss him again, but this wasn't your Peter.

As he danced dramatically to 'Come and Get Your Love', you, Nebula and 'Rhodey'—as you'd been introduced—watched on at the utter ridiculousness.

Rhodey broke this silence.

"So he's an idiot."

You couldn't disagree.

"Yeah." You smiled sadly. "He's my idiot, though."

After all you'd been through there was no turning back now.

Portals opened everywhere in the ruins of the Avengers campus, and that's when you spotted Drax and Mantis, then—

Him. Your sweet, loveable idiot, Peter Quill. Sprinting over to join your found family once again, he spotted you and broke a smile. You returned it, giving him a desperate kiss when you reached him.

"I thought I lost you forever!" You cried, clinging to his jacket.

He looked confused. "It was only a few hours?"

Your head snapped up.

"Uh, try five years."

"What?..." He whispered, eyes widening as if horrified by the concept of you being alone for five years.

You turned towards Mantis and Drax, waving to them with a giddy expression. They both waved back, and you all faced the Mad Titan's army ahead.

And soon, you were right in the thick of it.

Lunging at a nightmarish humanoid creature, you blasted it before turning to cover Peter, who was fighting off two more. Once those were taken care of, you moved in and fought them back to back. Being close to Peter again felt like heaven, even in the battlefield.

Even when you saw all of the Female avengers joining to push back against the army, you were hesitant to leave Peter's side in fear that you'd lose him again.

"Go." He told you with a smile and a kiss. "I'll be here when it's over."

You ran after Mantis and Nebula, spotting...Gamora? You weren't sure how that worked, but you were glad nonetheless. It didn't feel right that Natasha wasn't there, but this, you felt, was to honor her. It was what she would want.

Fighting a pale squid looking thing, you watched over it's shoulder at Carol, the woman who had saved you in space, entering the fight. You cheered wildly and pumped your fist in the air. There was no way you would lose, now.

As you struggled with a Titan monster, you received some help from Groot, who skewered it with a thick branch while you blasted it in the head.

"Thanks, buddy." You high fived him.

"I am Groot."

"It's good to see you too!"

And all of the sudden, the Titans were disappearing.

It was then that you looked over to see Tony, slumped against a piece of wreckage, pale and barely breathing. It hit you that he had just snapped the enemy away, and that had drained everything out of him.

You shared a sad look with Rocket.

As dickish as Tony was, he had a good heart.

And he gave it all to save the world.

Everyone stood in silence as he breathed his last. And then one by one, they began to kneel. A king, a sorcerer, a captain, a soldier, an assassin, all from different backgrounds, honored one man. You kneeled and began to cry, knowing that he had a wife and daughter, one of which would be waiting for him.

After the funeral, you sat at the edge of the lake outside the Stark's cabin. Peter sat down next to you and slid an arm around your waist.

"He didn't have to do that." You bit back tears and leaned into him.

He signed deeply. "I don't think he saw a choice."

You had learned that Gamora, was in fact not the one you knew, but the one that didn't know any of you. The last you'd heard is that she'd run off in a ship from the battlefield.

"I missed you, Peter. You have no idea." You sobbed.

He pulled you closer "I'm sorry you had to go through that, babe."

"I...I couldn't bring myself to move on. You better treat Rocket right, too. He's the only reason I'm still here."

"I'm really glad you didn't. And, were on good terms, trust me."

You chuckled, giving a small smile.

"There it is." Peter crooned, kissing your jaw softly. "Wanna go get Dairy Queen before we head back out there?"

"Hell yeah!" You cheered.

#Peter quill x reader #star lord x reader #chris pratt #marvel #avengers: endgame #avengers: infinity war #Guardians of the galaxy #Mantis #Drax #Groot #Rocket #Nebula #Gamora #Rocket raccoon #star lord #drax the destroyer #Peter quill

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dark-mcu-ship-tourney · 4 months

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Hello!

Welcome to the Problematic MCU Ship Tournament!

This blog will pit 64 different pairings against one another. All of them are in some way “problematic”- some feature a minor and an adult, others feature incestuous pairings, others still simply have questionable or potentially abusive dynamics. Many ships combine elements of more than one.

Each day, 4 polls will be posted pitting two different ships together (for a total of 8 ships per day). You are free to vote in as many or as few of these polls as you’d like.

This blog is explicitly pro-ship and anti-censorship, and obviously features dark themes. If this is a point of discomfort for you, you are free to block this blog, I don’t bite. Hate towards anyone (and anything unreasonably rude about ships or characters) will not be published and users that send it will be blocked. Nothing explicit will be posted to this blog, regardless of the ship, so minors are free to interact if they so wish.

The bracket below shows all the ships that will be posted, as well as their first opponent. After the first round has been completed, the diagram will be updated and all of the winning ships will be pitted against one another. You can also find a typed list of all ships under the cut, for users that can’t or don’t want to read my terrible handwriting.

May the odds be ever in your (ship’s) favor!

All First Round Ships:

1. Morgan Stark x Harold “Happy” Hogan

2. Morgan Stark x James “Rhodey” Rhodes

3. Morgan Stark x Tony Stark

4. Morgan Stark x Pepper Potts

5. Scott Lang x Cassie Lang

6. Frigga Freyrdottir x Thor Odinson

7. Vision x Billy Maximoff x Tommy Maximoff

8. Wanda Maximoff x Billy Maximoff x Tommy Maximoff

9. Maria Stark x Tony Stark

10. Howard Stark x Tony Stark

11. Obadiah “Obie” Stane x Tony Stark

12. Tony Stark x Peter Parker

13. Peter Parker x Harold “Happy” Hogan

14. Tony Stark x Harley Keener

15. America Chavez x Dr. Stephen Strange

16. America Chavez x Wanda Maximoff

17. Odin Borson x Thor Odinson

18. King T'Chaka x Prince T'Challa

19. Xu Shang-Chi x Xu Wenwu

20. Marc Spector x Stephen Grant

21. Thor Odinson x Rocket Raccoon

22. Thor Odinson x Groot

23. Peter Quill x Rocket Raccoon

24. James “Bucky” Barnes x Rocket Raccoon

25. Adrian Toomes x Peter Parker

26. Dr. Otto Octavius x Peter Parker

27. Dr. Curt Connors x Peter Parker

28. Steven “Skip” Westcott x Peter Parker

29. Dr. Stephen Strange x Peter Parker

30. Quentin Beck x Peter Parker

31. James “Bucky” Barnes x Peter Parker

32. Steve Rogers x Peter Parker

33. Thor Odinson x Loki Laufeyson

34. Loki Laufeyson x Sylvie Laufeydottir

35. Princess Shuri x James “Bucky” Barnes

36. Princess/Queen Shuri x Namor/K’uk’ulkan

37. Thanos x Nebula

38. Thanos x Gamora

39. Thanos x Loki Laufeyson

40. Thanos x Tony Stark

41. Clint Barton x Kate Bishop

42. Clint Barton x Lila Barton

43. Carol Danvers x Kamala Khan

44. Monica Rambeau x Kamala Khan

45. Stephen Grant x Khonshu

46. Jake Lockley x Khonshu

47. Marc Spector x Khanshu

48. Arthur Harrow x Ammit

49. Xu Shang-Chi x Xu Xialing

50. Princess Shuri x King/Prince T’Challa

51. Billy Maximoff x Tommy Maximoff

52. Wanda Maximoff x Pietro Maximoff

53. Peter Parker x May Parker

54. Queen Ramonda x Princess Shuri

55. Queen Ramonda x King/Prince T’Challa

56. Peter Parker x Ben Parker

57. Marc Spector x Jake Lockley

58. Stephen Grant x Jake Lockley

59. Natasha Romanov x Yelena Belova

60. Gamora x Nebula

61. Odin Borson x Loki Laufeyson

62. Frigga Feyrdottir x Loki Laufeyson

63. Peter Parker x Carol Danvers

64. Peter Parker x James “Rhodey” Rhodes

#mcu #proship #thorki #starker #sylki #spiderio #spiderstrange #spidershield #winterspider #nashuri #yelenat #poll #ship tournament #tournament polls #poll bracket #fandom polls #tumblr polls

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geeky-politics-46 · 1 year

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Sacrifices - Part 1

Pairing: Doctor Stephen Strange x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Stephen gave up the time stone to save you & your son, but how can you possibly go on without him?

Warnings: Heavy angst & some smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - language, reference to injuries, death, mental illness, complicated feelings about cheating, general sadness, vaginal sex, unprotected sex

This piece may go through some small edits over time as I work on part 2. Some slight canon divergence. Based on a request from @magnificentfurybluebird. Not necessarily my best work, but I'm happy with it.

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When the spacecraft landed at the compound, thanks to Carol, you all scrambled to see who or what it was. You prayed to every God you knew that Stephen was somehow, someway, on board. That he had come back to you. Knowing that Tony and Peter had been with him when that creature, that thing took him.

Your heart shattered even further when you saw Tony near death stumble out. No one else followed except for Nebula. You knew deep down Stephen wouldn't be there. You already knew he was gone.

Nat and Steve were the ones who stayed outside with you as you sobbed and wailed. One hand on your pregnant belly, the other over your chest clutching at the cassum where your heart had once been. Nat rocking you back and forth, trying to calm you down and slow your breathing. Steve simply trying to keep you upright and holding your hair when your sobbing inevitably turned to dry heaving.

You don't remember how you got back inside. The next thing you remember was Tony having a little breakdown of his own. Understandably. You were swaddled in blankets staring blankly at the table. They had hooked both you and Tony up to IV drips. His anger didn't even phase you. Perhaps because it felt like an outlet for your own.

You vaguely remember Tony saying that Stephen gave up the time stone when Thanos threatened your life and the life of your unborn child. Stephen's son. You had only found out you were having a little boy a few days before Bruce crashed through the Sanctum's ceiling. It went from being the best week of your life to being the worst week of your life.

He said that Thanos threatened to find and torture you in front of him if Stephen didn't surrender the stone. That for the first time during the fight, he saw fear on Stephen's face. He knew Thanos would keep his word. So he did what he had to to save you and your son. Not knowing or not caring that Thanos' snap may as well have blipped you, too. Tony said that the last words Stephen said were, "There was no other way."

You were sure part of your soul turned to ash at the same time Stephen did. Even though you were safely ensconced in the Wakandan palace, you still felt it as if you had seen it with your own eyes. It was like someone had reached into your chest and pulled out your heart. You had stayed near catatonic on the trip back to regroup at the compound with all of the heroes who remained.

Since then, Nat had not let you out of her sight. Bruce and Steve were never far behind. Rhodey constantly brought you food and water, even though you refused to touch most of it. Pepper did what she could, but since Tony was in such bad shape, you couldn't blame her for focusing on him. Even Nebula and Rocket took turns sitting with you in those first few weeks.

You felt like a mental patient under constant observation for fear you would hurt yourself. Maybe that's what you were. Maybe that's why they didn't want to leave Tony and Thor alone for long either. Tony still had a long recovery ahead, and Thor already appeared to be spiraling into deep depression.

For a long time, you refused to speak to Wong directly. It hurt too much. The first words you spoke to him were to tell him that you couldn't go back to the Sanctum. He understood what you couldn't say out loud, so he let you keep your distance. Telling you that all you had to evet so was call and he would be there. Guarding over the Sanctum and the home you and Stephen had been building together. Promising to leave everything untouched unless you said otherwise.

For the next few months, the world around you felt like it was on fast forward. Perhaps it was just that you were moving in slow motion. You ate only when someone forced you to. Walked around the outside of the compound, but you had no interest in leaving the grounds. Preferring to spend most of your time curled up in bed, in the generic blank walled bedroom they gave you at the compound. You took care of yourself just enough to make sure your son would be born healthy, and he was.

A thick head of dark brown hair and bright blue eyes that matched Stephen's. You nearly gave him up for adoption because how could you care for and love this perfect little being when it hurt so badly to even just look at him? You couldn't though. You could never give up your one remaining tether to your husband. To Stephen. Instead, you sunk every ounce of energy you had into caring for him.

Your perfect little Vincent. The only silver lining you could find in a world without the man you loved. The reason you made yourself keep going. His sweet little smile was what kept you alive.

One by one, the remaining Avengers and Guardians started to leave. Rhodey had to help keep the US government and military functioning. Ayo literally had a whole country to run. Carol, Nebula, and Rocket were busy trying to keep other planets from falling apart. Pepper and Tony pretty much dropped off the grid during Tony's recovery. Val took over the responsibilities of New Asgard as Thor continued his own struggles, taking his solace in food and alcohol. Bruce left to try and find a way to peacefully coexist with the big green guy. Wong fell into the role of Sorcerer Supreme, putting the Kamar-Taj and the rest of the mystical arts power structure back into a working order.

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Eventually it was basically just Nat, Steve, you, and little Vincent. Nat was absolutely smitten with your little man. Stealing him away any chance she got, and encouraging you to focus on yourself. That it would be better for both you and Vincent, who she had taken to calling Vinny, if you found ways to take care of yourself too. Both mentally and physically.

To pacify her, you agreed. Starting small with things you always used to love. Taking nice long baths or showers. Indulging in body care and fragrances that didn't smell like a mix of baby powder and lavender. You started reading books again that didn't have pictures or a rhyme scheme to them. Quickly working through everything in the compound.

Soon your favorite thing to do was to have Steve take you into the city to visit your favorite little used bookstore, which was luckily still there. You went with Nat a couple times too, but going with Steve always felt better. Something about the white noise of his bike mixed with the wind whipping past you or the soothing sounds of 40's music in his car. Showing him you favorite books and ones that you thought he needed to read. He was content to just quietly wander through the shelves with you,

Nat was always trying to get you further out of your shell. Like you were her own little pet project. Trying to get you to go to lunch after or go shopping for clothes. She even pitched going lingerie shopping one day. You practically ran back to the compound on foot after that. You were nowhere near ready for that. To be or be seen as a sexual or sensual being again. To move on. Your heart still belonged to and longed for Stephen. Even after it had been years. You still wore your wedding rings for Christ sake.

At night, you still even dreamed of him. Almost every night, Stephen would find you. You didn't know where you were, but the landscape was barren and cold until Stephen would use his magic to cast an image of one of your favorite places. The park near the Sanctum or even the rooftop of the old building. The two of you reminiscing about the times you snuck up there to get away from everything, listening to the sounds of the city. A moment of fleeting happiness in those dreams only to wake up to the cold reality that he was gone and that you had to go on without him. You hated your own mind for torturing you with such vivid dreams.

That was another reason you liked being with Steve on your outings. He didn't treat you like just a mom, but he never pressured you to try to move on. He certainly hadn't either, despite what he told everyone else. You could see it in his eyes. You both simply chose to exist in that moment. No talk of the future or the past. Eventually, you two did start staying out together longer. Expanding your adventures to include things like walks in the park, museums, an occasional movie, and meals.

It was even with Steve that you decided it was time to pick up some of your stuff from the Sanctum. You didn't get much. Some of the things you had bought for Vincent before he was born, some of your clothes and toiletries, and a few photos of you and Stephen that you wanted Vincent to have. You wanted him to know his father, even if you weren't ready to talk about him much. Other than say how much Stephen would have adored him.

By the time you left, you were shaking like a leaf, even though you ran out of tears to cry a long time ago. After piling everything into the trunk of his car, Steve assumed you would want to go right home. Instead, you wanted to get drunk, telling him to go to the little Mexican restaurant you two frequented. Taking your normal table in the corner of the patio. It was a great spot for people watching.

Luckily, Steve talked you into stopping after two margaritas and a shot of tequila. Also making sure you ate plenty to absorb the alcohol. You were actually feeling better by the time you went to leave. Still telling Steve to take the long way back to the compound.

"Can I take you somewhere I really like to go? When I just want quiet or want to think?"

"Sure, Steve. Quiet sounds nice. I love Vincent so much, but he reminds me so much of Stephen. I don't know that I'm quite ready for that. I'll just shoot Nat a text saying she's in charge of bedtime."

You ended up parked out in the most beautiful field at the edge of an apple orchard. As soon as you got out of the car, the sweet scent of the ripening fruit enveloped you. Paired with the remaining heat from the sun sitting low on the horizon and the cool breeze slowly moving in, it felt perfect. It was breathtaking.

Your breath hitched a little when Steve's hands found his way to your hips as he helped you climb up on the hood of the sports car. Finding yourself extra self-concious when you turned to get comfy and inevitably ended up with your ass in his face. Noticing the blush you both wore when he went around to the other side and effortlessly pulled himself up next to you.

He quickly folded up his leather jacket to place under your head. Holding it in place until you were laid back and settled before following you and laying down beside you. His strong arm pressed against you, the warmth of his body radiating off of him. The scent from his jacket, the leather mixed with his cologne, filling your nostrils. Suddenly, you felt drunker on Steve than even the tequila had made you feel.

He noticed you shiver and the goosebumps forming on your arms. Without even thinking, he put one arm around you and pulled you so your head was resting on his shoulder. Moving his jacket so it draped over the two of you like a blanket. You fought the urge to bury your nose into his neck.

Had he always smelled so intoxicating?

Suddenly, you were feeling things you hadn't felt in literal years. Your body felt nearly electric. Even on those nights when you couldn't sleep and tried to sate an itch that you wanted to deny still existed, or when you dreamed of the passion filled nights you spent with Stephen, it didn't feel like this. It didn't feel like hunger. Like you were starving only to be plopped down in front of a big juicy Thanksgiving feast. It was too much and nowhere near enough.

You felt Steve's heart start to race as his enhanced sense of smell began to pick up what was surely the scent of your growing arousal. As the sun sank lower in the sky and the sound of crickets grew louder, the tension between you continued to grow thicker. In a moment of bravery, you let your hand come to rest on Steve's abdomen. He let his hand that was wrapped around you start drawing shapes on your hip.

You both knew you had reached the point of no return when his movements caused the shirt you were wearing to rise, and his fingers finally made contact with your bare skin. Your head tilted upward against his jaw as a needy moan feel from your lips as they pressed gently against his neck. Your teasing breath illiciting a hungry growl from the captain.

Time seemed to slow as he tilted his head down and gazed into your eyes. Seeming to seek confirmation that this wasn't in his head or that you weren't just drunk beyond all reason. The haze of lust in your eyes pushed him to place his lips softly over yours. It was comforting and sweet, and oh so different from the way Stephen used to kiss you.

That was the reason why you deepened the kiss. Letting your tongue lick across Steve's lips until he reflexively thrust his tongue into your mouth. For the first time since Stephen left, you weren't thinking about how his touch or his kiss used to feel. How much you missed everything about him. You were relishing in the unfamiliar. You stopped thinking and let yourself be taken.

Pulling Steve's large form on top of yours and spreading your legs so he could slot his hips between them. Arching your body up into his at the way his weight felt on top of you. It felt so good. You couldn't stop yourself from wrapping your legs around his legs and dragging your fingernails down his back until you got to his ass. Digging your fingers into his flesh and pulling his pelvis to grind against you.

The feel of his bulge grinding against you making you hungrier for him. You quickly reached up and moved to pull your shirt off. Finally getting your first good look at Steve's face after throwing your shirt to the side. Strands of his dark blonde hair falling forward into his now clouded blue eyes. His cheeks were flushed, and his lips swollen.

"God, you look so beautiful. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about this. I like being with you. Are you sure you want this? I don't want to pressure you."

It was sweet, and you were very happy that Steve cared about your feelings and your wants. You liked being with him, too. Right now, though, you didn't want to think. You just wanted to feel. You desperately wanted to feel something good. If that good feeling was having Captain America pound you stupid on the hood of his car, then so be it. You would deal with the consequences afterward.

You quickly began unbuttoning his shirt as you spoke. Looking into his pretty blue eyes only for a moment before focusing again in the expanse of his bare chest coming into view. All smooth skin and a few freckles against thick muscle.

"Just don't talk, Steve, just touch me, please. I just need you to touch me and kiss me. Okay? Right now, I just need you to take off your pants. Talk later."

He hesitated for a minute, then gave in. Nodding quickly and whispering, "Okay. Okay." Moving to unbutton and unzip his own jeans before moving over to yours as you pushed his shirt back off of his strong shoulders. Dragging your nails back down his newly bare chest before reaching back and bracing yourself on the cool metal of the car hood to help him lift your hips so he could shimmy your own pants down.

The heat of Steve's gaze ratcheting up even more now that you were down to just your bra and panties. You didn't feel self-conscious or focus on the flaws you always saw in the mirror. For the first time since Stephen, you felt beautiful in someone else's eyes. Steve was seeing you bor just as a mother. Not just as a friend, but as a woman.

Steve descended back on you with the same hunger you showed him. Quickly tearing apart the rest of your clothing and exposing your most intimate places. His eyes darkened and a deep groan came from his chest. Before either of you could speak you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him down to kiss you. Both of you letting yourself succumb to your desires.

Your hands slowly moved to his hips, catching both his jeans and his boxer briefs and pushing them down in one go. Finally feeling Steve completely bare against you. Skin on skin. The weight of his big thick cock sliding against your wet cunt making you needy.

You needed to feel him inside you. Needed to feel that delicious stretch. His fingers toying with your nipples already had you starting to tingle. It had been so long, and you didn't realize how much you missed being touched and kissed. How much you missed the feeling of being well fucked.

That's exactly what Steve Rogers made sure you were that night. Not stopping until he had made you cum at least 3 times before you went home to the compound. Of course you were so sensitive that he had you cumming with his first full thrust into you.

By the time the sun was starting to rise, you and Steve had been at it for hours before finally succumbing to a few hours of sleep in each other's arms. Your alarm, thankfully, making sure you still woke up before Vincent. Until you figured out whether this was a one-time thing you didn't want to get him involved. As far as he needed to know, Uncle Steve was still just Uncle Steve.

However, by the time the next evening rolled around, after showing Vincent all the photos and things you had picked up from the Sanctum, you hated yourself for what you had done. Even if he was gone, you still felt like you betrayed Stephen. So why did you want to do it again if you felt so terrible? Why was it all you could think of that night when you tried to sleep? Or what you found yourself daydreaming about it the shower?

You still loved Stephen with all of your heart and would give anything to have him back, but Steve had reawakened a part of you thought had died with Stephen. Up until that day, you had never even fantasized about anyone else. Just Stephen. It had been years since the blip. You had been pregnant when you lost Stephen. Now you had a dark-haired little toddler running around. He adored his Auntie Nat and Uncle Steve. He was happy even if he didn't have his real father.

You wanted him to have a fully rounded life, and now that he was almost 5, it wouldn't hurt for him to have a father figure. To see his mother happy and loved. There would never be another Stephen, but maybe you could be happy with Steve. Stephen would want you to be happy, right? Maybe you could be a little family unit together. Even though your whole heart could never belong to Steve, you could give him part of it. Maybe that was all you could ask for.

You found yourself confiding in Nat. Needing to share the guilt you felt and hear everything you were thinking said out loud. Of course, you would take into account whatever advice she had to offer, but it was more that you desperately needed to share the thoughts that were eating at you.

After spilling everything, you noticed her face was unchanged. Your brows furrowed as you saw the mischievous glint in her eyes and her biting at her bottom lip to keep from smiling. As you figured out exactly why she was holding back a grin, you buried your face in your hands.

"Ugh… Steve already told you we slept together, didn't he?"

A snort came from the redhead, well half redhead half blonde. Already confirming your suspicions.

"I caught him sneaking out of your bedroom the other day, and you know how terrible he is at lying. It wasn't exactly hard to connect the dots."

Her smile faded when she saw the tears forming in your eyes. She came over to where you were sitting and pulled you into a tight hug. Starting to rock you back and forth when she heard your soft cries.

"I know how much you still love Stephen, and so does Steve. He's not expecting you to just forget about him. He knows how important he was to you. Stephen knew how much you loved him, and he would want you to feel love even without him. For yourself just as much as for Vincent. He wouldn't have sacrificed himself if he didn't. We all lost people, and we are all still hurting, but you deserve good things in your life. You deserve to feel happy and even find love again. Whether or not that is with Steve is between the two of you. You can't keep punishing yourself for what happened. None of us can. Maybe we all just need to finally move on. "

You both sat in silence, holding each other close. Thanking the powers that be that even after losing the love of your life, you had found a best friend to help keep you sane. Both of you slowly sinking to the edge of sleep, drifting between the present world and the dreamworld where Stephen still visited you. Only for you to be snapped awake by the sound of knocking and a vaguely familiar voice.

You cracked one eye open and found the security camera for the front door to be the cause of the disturbance. What you saw made your heart jump into your throat. Sticking his face right up into the camera was a man you knew only from his picture, the one that was displayed on the same board as Stephen's after the snap. It was the face of Scott Lang, who had supposedly been blipped 5 years ago along with the others.

Without looking away from the screen you shook Nat awake. Sure that if you looked away from the screen he would disappear, either as a figment of your own imagination or a hallucination. You couldn't even form words to communicate properly until Nat realized what you were seeing.

"Oh my god! Is that… Scott?"

"Nat, is that live? That's not video, right? How is that real?"

She bolted up from the couch and over to the monitors. Double checking the feed to make sure it was, in fact, live and that everything checked out. Making sure she followed all safety protocols before opening the door.

"I have no idea, but go get Steve, and you may want to put some coffee on. If this is real, it's gonna be a long night."

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Vincent loved having Scott there, and Scott was great with him. Showing him all sorts of card tricks and close-up magic. He was almost more goofy, big brother than anything. Even as the rest of the group started to trickle back into the compound, brought back together by Scott's time heist plan, Scott was still the cool one. With the exception of Rocket, because even close-up magic can't beat talking raccoon.

You listened from the dining area at your son and his new friends gathered in the living room. All eyes on the toddler as he colored. Various coloring books and crayons scattered on the table being used by Scott, Rocket, Bruce, and Nebula. You and Steve were busy setting out plates and silverware while Nat and Clint had begun retrieving enough take out food to feed an army. Thor was asleep on the couch.

"Mommy says my daddy could do magic. He's not here to show me though, he disappeared with lots of other people. Maybe you and my uncle Wong could teach me how to do magic, and I can bring them all back? Then mommy won't be sad anymore."

You could see Scott glance at you over Vincent's shoulder. Trying not to draw attention to the fact that he knew you were listening. The tears quickly blurred your vision before you moved to wipe them away. Scott didn't want to overstep his boundaries, not having known you or Vincent very long, but he knew he needed to say something to comfort the boy. He continued before Scott could say anything.

"I know mommy has me and Auntie Nat and Uncle Steve. She says her and Uncle Steve are special friends now, and sometimes he stays with her at night, but I know she still misses Daddy. Sometimes at night I hear her crying and it makes me sad that she's sad. I want to help make her feel better. Plus, I wanna meet Daddy. He sounds really cool."

Well now that your son had outed you and Steve to all of the other Avengers in the room. You felt very much on display, like an exposed raw nerve. No one wanting to make eye contact with you except Steve and Nat. All feeling a little guilty at having left you knowing now that you still cried yourself to sleep most nights, at least the ones you weren't taking solace in Captain America's arms.

From the living room once more, you catch Scott trying to communicate silently with you. After some eyebrow wiggles and hand gestures, you figured out he wants to tell Vincent about the time heist plan. You assume not everything as Vincent is only 4, but just the fact that they have a plan to try. You figure what the hell, he's bound to notice all the commotion starting around the compoundanyways.

Maybe it would be best to tell him, especially since it had already been decided the two of you would go to the Sanctum while the heist and ensuing fight was happening. It would be the safest place physically for you to be. Even if mentally, you weren't so sure. If it worked and Stephen did come back, you would have a lot less to explain. If it didn't work though, would your son's heart be broken just like yours? You weren't sure you could handle that.

After a few more seconds of thinking, you give Scott a little nod. Giving him the go-ahead to share the plan with Vincent. Who is he gonna tell anyway?

"Can you keep a secret? It's an Avengers only secret. So if I tell you it means you're an official Avenger, okay? We have a plan to try and bring everyone back, but we need someone to make sure your mom stays safe while we do. So maybe we can put you in charge of protecting your mom for us? Nat says she's always getting into trouble, and we have to make sure to keep her safe for your dad. Plus, I wanna meet your dad too. He does sound cool. If he's anything like you, then he'll be really cool."

"I've met him. Not that cool. Right Banner? Now, what's this you were saying about your mom and uncle Steve?"

Tony Stark was always one to make an entrance, Rhodey not far behind him, and ultimately you were happy to have his sarcasm change the energy in the room back to a more playful one. Tony tilted his sunglasses down and gave your son a little 6 show him he was teasing. The same look he always gave Steve when he was giving him shit, which he had managed to do oh so quickly. Your son's giggle breaking the tense air around you as Tony clutched his chest and exaggeratedly gasped at the scandalous reveal.

You had to laugh at the way Steve rolled his eyes. You knew he wasn't one to kiss and tell, let alone when you were still another man's wife. Even if that other man had been blipped years ago by a mad titan. You weren't officially a thing, but you weren't not a thing either. Truthfully, you both had yet to figure out exactly what you were for each other.

You were surprised when you felt a hand on your shoulder and looked ovet to see Clint. A shell of who he had been. Deep black circles under his eyes, a mohawk, and a plethora of new tattoos. Having lost his wife and his kids you knew he had struggled to make it this far. He offered you a tight lipped half smile. A smile that said I know your pain, and in the case you knew that he really did know.

"I know it's not exactly the same, but speaking as someone who also lost a spouse you still seem to handling it much better than me. I know everyone lost people, but you really got a raw deal. You're doing a great job, mom."

You hadn't realized Nebula had left the living room until she chimed in as well. Her monotone voice doing nothing to hide her feelings as she spoke.

"He is right. You are a good mother. Even if his father is dead. He is happy and loved. That's all I ever wanted… to be loved."

You knew she meant it nicer than it sounded. She was just very blunt. You wanted to say something back to her. To tell her that she is loved. You wanted to hug her, but knew that probably wasn't the best thing. Instead settling for reaching out to put your hand on hers as she went to grab a plate. Her breath hitching and her body jumping lightly at even that friendly gesture.

You squeezed her hand in yours and gave her a little smile and a nod whispering a silent thank you. Letting go before she had the chance to return the nod, not wanting to pressure her into responding further. Your smile growing when a soft "You are welcome" fell from her lips. Excusing yourself so you could go get Vincent as well as wake up Thor, and she could start plating her food.

After everyone got their food and the plotting of how and where to find all the infinity stones began, you and Vincent began planning for your own adventure. Packing all that you would need for an extended stay at the Sanctum. Making sure you had everything important accounted for. The time heist and potential following battle could go any number of ways, you and Vincent had to be prepared for anything. No matter what happened.

So you packed your belongings and started the process of moving yourselves back to the place that for years had been your home. The Sanctum Sanctorum. Now, it just felt haunted and empty. Moving yourself and Vincent into new bedrooms and not daring to even open the door to the master bedroom you and Stephen once shared.

Vincent was enjoying helping build the time machine however he could. Even just carrying tools or supervising. The time passed quicker than you would have hoped, and before long, the big day was staring down at you. Wong had made sure you were all settled in by then.

You and Steve had spent what, if all went according to plan, would be your final night together. He promised you that they would succeed, whatever it took. They would set the world right. That they would do it for you and for Vincent.

It would be your job to throw the switches and start the time machine that would scatter the Avengers throughout time and across all corners of the universe. Then Wong would take you and Vincent to the Sanctum before leaving to gather the forces of the Kamar-Taj and the other Sanctums.

One by one all of them gave Vincent a high five, a fist bump, or a hug as they climbed up onto the platform. Nat was the last one up, other than Bruce who checked all the settings one last time.

You noticed an odd look in her eyes as she hugged you so tight you could hardly breathe. From the corner of your eye, you saw her slip two sealed envelopes into Vincent's Captain America backpack. Kneeling down at eye level and making him promise to keep you safe. Telling him how proud she was of him before kissing the top of his head and joining the others.

After Steve finished his signature Captain America speech, you told Vincent to go stand back on the other side of the room with Wong. To make sure if anything went wrong, he would be protected. Starting your countdown once he was at a safe distance.

"Three… two… one… God speed."

As soon as the shockwave had cleared and all of them had disappeared, you checked the machine's settings against the paper Bruce and Scott had given you. Making sure everything looked stable and the platform was ready for their return. Starting the countdown clock ticking. It should only be five minutes in your time before they all returned.

Wong had already opened the portal to the Sanctum and sent Vincent through as you looked around at the Avengers compound one more time. On some level you knew that it was the last time you would see it. You didn't know what was coming next, but you knew there was no turning back now.

And so you stepped through the gold glimmering portal into the grand foyer of the Sanctum Sanctorum. Once again your home. For better or for worse. Giving Wong a hug and a thank you before sending him off to ready the other sorcerers for battle.

For now, your job was just to take care of your son. The only job you had really cared about for the last five years. Taking his small hand in yours and leading him into the dining room. While the others searched for the stones that could bring your husband back, dinner was the top priority on your list. For Vincent, you had to keep up a semblance of normalcy, even if every fiber in your body felt like it wanted to go hide under the bed.

All you could do was wait and hope…

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ynscrazylife · 8 months

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if you still do avengers reqs, what would the avengers and y/n talk about in the avengers resident groupchat? y/n!stark x peter 🙏🙏

The Avengers Groupchat Would Include . . .

Let’s start off with who’s in this groupchat: you (obviously), Peter, Tony, Natasha, Bruce, Steve, Clint, Wanda, Sam, Thor, Scott, Vision & Carol (Rocket was in the chat but he got kicked out, Ayo’s in there but she doesn’t chat much, Nebula would be there but she doesn’t get how to use a phone, Rhodey has better things to do than be in there)

Let’s be honest, Carol did not see the sense in her being there because there’s not gonna be WiFi throughout the galaxy.

“LTE, Carol!” — You, probably

Thor also didn’t really get it because there’s not WiFi on Asgard, but he’s too kind to say no

Naming the groupchat was hell. Every second, someone would change it (usually either you, Peter, or Sam) until Tony put his foot down and programmed FRIDAY to make it so no one could change it from “Avengers”

Natasha’s usually the one who sends reminders about training

Steve will send reminders about meetings

Lots of pictures of each other are sent, mostly when they don’t know photos are being taken of them

The conversations range from someone asking what people want from the grocery store (Scott goes on grocery runs) to fierce debates over who’s the better fighter (It’s Nat, no one can beat her in sparring)

Tony will ask you and Peter if your homework is done (which you both annoyed, then Natasha yells at you)

It’s best to silence the notifications because they’re too, too much

Regular FaceTimes are a thing even though you’re usually all in the same tower

“Thor, your video cuts out when you go over Heimdall’s bridge.”

Wanda and Vision usually ask if they can double date with anyone (ends up being Scott and Hope or you and Peter)

Peter will send cute pictures of you that the Avengers ADORE. He’s tickling you? He’s recording a video. You fell asleep? He’s taking a picture.

“Peter, you’re not tickling her right. You have to get her knees.” — Tony

“DAD, STOP!”

Clint’s kids love to take his phone to chat with the Avengers

And they LOVE chatting with them

“Auntie Nat, when are you visiting!” “Soon!!”

Sam and Peter both send lots of memes

“I don’t get it.” — Steve

Bruce doesn’t talk much but you know who’s a great texter? THE HULK

Hulk is the king of keyboard smashes

“RERRRHDHDHSJSJS”

“Someone get Nat to do the lullaby.”

Hulk has smashed Bruce’s phone on multiple occasions tho

“Should I invent armor for Bruce’s phone?” — Tony

Yelena will steal Nat’s phone to troll the chat

Clint sends updates on his farm

Pepper will confiscate Tony’s phone when he needs to work so she’ll end up chatting

Everyone loves chatting to Pepper

Tony managed to get wifi on Carol’s ship so she’ll send updates from space

Thor tries to text, it doesn’t go great

When badgered by Natasha, Ayo will text

Nebula has occasionally hopped onto the group chat when Peter Q helps her

The group chat was SO ACTIVE when you and Peter went to prom

They were spamming the entire time, asking for pictures and updates and telling ya’ll not to drink

If anyone’s sitting out of a mission (usually you and Peter), they’ll text in the group chat to annoy those who are on the mission

“WE ARE DEEP UNDERCOVER SHUT THE FUCK UP” - Natasha

Getting Nat to swear in the group chat isn’t rare but it is dangerous

ALSO TEXTING STYLES

Vision, Ayo, and Steve text with perfect grammar, short and to the point (Steve has a tendency to go on tangents, though).

Tony’s style switches constantly depending on his mood

Natasha, Sam, Wanda, you, and Peter text with abbreviations and lowercase sometimes

Carol usually sends photos, not many texts. She’ll occasionally send an lol or lmao.

Scott is always cheerful. He uses lots of smiley faces.

Tony will put an ironic amount of obnoxious emojis.

Clint’s tired and his texting reflects that. As short as possible usually.

There’s always something chaotic going on

But there’s also some of the funniest moments

Typos? SAM WILL HARP ON YOU

So will Natasha

The Avengers are a family and they love each other so much, it’s definitely represented in the groupchat

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years

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*warning extremely angsty request* I apologize in advance. I am a gremlin who thrives on angst.

Could you write something for WandaNat x reader where instead of Nat, it’s reader and Clint on vormir and r sacrifices herself? And when he gets back, Clint has to tell Nat… and then after they defeat Thanos, Nat has to tell Wanda…

Like honestly just break my heart with it 😭

Authors note: Ask and recive friend. Prepare for angst galore, I hurt myself writing this 💔

Word count: 5549 WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist Alternate Ending

You're awakened the same way you had been for the past five years, by your surviving girlfriends sobs. Hopefully this would be the last night she suffered like this. You quickly sit up and pull her into you, her shaking arms wrap around you to help ground her.

“It’s ok baby. It was just a nightmare, I’m here” you whisper as she tucks her face into your neck

Ever since the snap and witnessing Wanda disintegrate in your arms the Russian was petrified of losing you too. She had nightmares every night of you also disintegrating, leaving her completely alone. Yelena and Wanda were gone, and after losing his family Clint practically was too. You were all she had left, her lover and her rock. Her heart and mind simply couldn’t handle that fear.

She sniffles and you can feel her warm tears against her shoulder, “I have to relive watching our lyubovʹ(love) get dusted only to watch the same happen to you. Over and over again.”

“I know. They always feel so terribly real.”

Her brows furrow as she looks at you, “You have nightmares about it too?” A stupid question she knows, I mean why wouldn’t you. You’d seen the same events she had, you were the one holding Wanda. But in all these years you’d never said anything to her about them so stupidly she assumed that you were spared the heartbreak and fear.

You nod, “I do”

Her brows furrowed further, “Why did you never tell me detka(baby)?”

“Mine aren’t as bad as yours” you shug not wanting to admit to how your survivors guilt usually had your friends and lovers dead bodies blaming you and you were worried that she would agree, “They aren’t as frequent”

“That doesn't mean they don’t matter. You're struggling too, you should have told me so I could help you. Be there for you, like you are for me.”

“I didn’t want to add to your worries or stress.” you explain, “You mourn for Yelena and Wanda, you lead the remaining Avengers, you have nightmares every night, you look for hope everyday. I couldn’t add to that.”

She shakes her head, “I'm your girlfriend, I’m supposed to take care of you. I’m supposed to help you through things. Please don’t hide from me.”

You sigh, “You're right, I should have said something. I’m sorry.”

Her eyes search yours, “It’s ok detka(baby). Just no more secrets ok? Isn’t that what you told me when we first got together.”

You smile at the memory. Sometimes, with everything that's happened it felt like decades ago instead of only eight years. Then your heart sinks, and your expression matches your grief. How had the two of you only had Wanda for a mere three years. It wasn’t fair.

“Y/n?” Nat cautiously calls, obviously sensing the change in the atmosphere

“I miss her” you answer, tears dripping down your face

“I do too. So much.” She releases a shaky sigh, “But thanks to Scott and Tony today things might change”

You nod, “I hope so.”

She snuggles into your hold once more, “We’ll get her back. We just have to”

Hours later the team had assembled and the time had finally come. You were all going to get the stones back, and the ones you’d all lost. Time to reverse the snap. Time to bring everyone back.

Natasha walked beside you, hand in yours as you and all the other heroes approached the large pad in the center of the room. She sent you a loving glance and a smile as Steve went over everyone's roles one last time. She was to accompany Rhodey and Nebula to Morag in 2014, while you and Clint were to go to Vormir in 2014. While you were each excited to see space neither of you could deny the lump of anxiety and worry for the other you each had in your chests.

She gives your hand a squeeze once Steve finishes talking, urging you to turn to her. Her eyes search yours as she cups your face, you give her a smile as you lean into her touch and bring your arms around her waist. Your lips meet hers in a gentle kiss, her forehead rests against yours once she pulls away.

“Be careful detka(baby), please.” she pleads

“I will be, Clints got my back.” you reply, glancing over at him to see him giving you two thumbs up, “We’re getting them back Tasha. We’re getting her back. I promise, whatever it takes.”

She nods before pulling you in for another kiss. This one fueled with more emotion than the last, “Whatever it takes. I love you so much”

“I love you too baby.” You reply, hearing the machine begin to power up, “I’ll see you in a minute”

The trek up the mountain was harder than you and Clint had anticipated, but finally you had reached the top. You had expected to be alone, however that was not the case.

“Welcome” You both turn, weapons drawn to face the creature who spoke, “Y/n, daughter of Edith. Clint, son of Edith” Your brother spares you a glance “You can consider me a guide. To you and to all who seek the soul stone”

“Oh good.” you reply, “Tell us where it is and we’ll be on our way”

You follow as he leads you to the cliffs edge not far from where you previously stood “What you seek lies in front of you. In order to take the stone you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul, for a soul.”

The two of you ponder over his words, both pacing as you stare at the cliff. You understood him. You knew one of you must die to get the stone, afterall Thanos came here with his daughter and left alone. And now it appeared Clint would be doing the same.

You wanted nothing more than to return to Natasha. To hold her in your arms, tell her how everything would be ok and bring Wanda back. But you couldn't do that at the expense of your brother. His wife and children needed him, you couldn’t do that to his family. Natasha and Wanda needed him too, he was their best friend and mentor. You couldn’t do that to so many people.

You stop your pacing, and his by grabbing onto his hand. He quickly turns to you and can read your face like a book, “No. Don’t you dare say it”

“Clint” you sigh, “Thanos left without his daughter. A soul for a soul. It’s the only way”

“You don’t know that! There has to be other options, other ways!” he shouts

You shake your head, “There isn’t”

“Why not?! Because the floating shadow said so!?” he counters, “We don’t even know if we can trust him!”

“Why would he lie?” you question, “He's the keeper of the stone. He has nothing to gain by withholding anything from us”

Your brother's brows furrow as he looks away into the distance of space. He's quiet for a few minutes trying to come to terms with the whole idea.

“If we don’t do this, billions of people stay dead. Laura, Cooper, Lila, Nathaniel and Wanda among them”

Finally he looks back at you with tears in his eyes and nods before pulling you into a bone crushing hug, “Tell Laura I’m sorry. And make sure the kids don’t hear about what I've done.” he asks, “And tell them I love them”

You shake your head, “You’ll tell them yourself”

His answer comes in the form of a gasp as your knee meets his gut, knocking the wind from him. You desperately run for the edge, glimpses of your two beloved redheads flash through your mind as you go, and you can’t help but smile. This was for her, for Wanda.

The sound footsteps bring you out of your thoughts and you tumble across the cold stone with your brother. He manages to pin you down, looking at you like you’d lost your mind.

“Let me do this!” you shout, sitting up on your elbows

He sighs, his gaze softening as he looks at you, “I can’t do that. I can’t. You're the only family I have left and I’ll be damned if I’m about to watch you die.”

Before you can say anything he's pushing you down again before he's sprinting off. You know he’ll jump before you reach him so you ready the grapple Natasha had given you for the mission, she had wanted you to be prepared and have anything you might need.

You sprint after him, aiming the device. He turns before jumping to see you catching up and quickly jumps. His victory is short lived, you collide with him mid air and attach the grapple to him. He barely manages to grab onto your arm.

“Son of a bitch” you mutter, looking up to meet his gaze, “Let me go!”

“No!” he shouts, “What about Natasha!?”

Your eyes shut tightly as you think about your girlfriend. Her warm embrace and kind heart. Her fiery hair with the blonde ends and her deep green eyes. Her soft skin and her plump lips. Her radiant smile and her lovable laugh.

“She needs you Y/n! She's already lost so much, losing you would kill her! You can’t leave her alone!”

You open your eyes again, “She won’t be alone. She’ll have Yelena and Wanda and you back.”

“She needs you!” he counters, “She loves you for godsake! You're just as important to her, don’t you know that!?”

“Of course I know that!” you fire back, “But we all agreed to do whatever it takes and I promised her we would get Wanda back so if this is the only way- ”

“It’s not the only way! Let me do this instead” he begs, reaching his other arm out or you

“I can’t do that. I let Thanos get past me to Wanda and Vision, this is my fault and I’m going to make it right.”

“It's not your fault. Everyone needed to do better, we were all to blame.” he replies, “I've done terrible things since I lost my family, if anyone deserves to die for humanity it’s me.”

You give him a sad smile, “Your children need you Clint. So does Laura. My girls will need you too.” You pause to collect yourself. A few tears escape down your face as the realization of you never getting to see your beautiful Wanda again sinks in, “Promise me you’ll take care of them. Promise me you’ll tell them I love them.”

He shakes his head his other hand mere centimeters away from yours, “Please don’t do this”

“I have to. I love you big brother. Tell my girls they meant the world to me” you push off the cliff with all your strength, smiling to yourself as your arm frees itself from his grasp. Your brother's shouts are drowned out by your memories, Wanda and Natasha voices coming through clear as day before you hit the rocks with a sickening thud.

When Clint awakes in a pool of water he frantically looks around for you, his baby sister. He's hoping and praying it was all a dream or hallucination. That the image of your body lying so many feet below in a pool of red was some cosmic joke. But deep down he knows it isn’t. He knows you're really gone. The weight in his hand confirms this when he opens his grasp to see the soul stone. He angrily shouts as he punches the water. Tears roll down his cheeks. Truthfully he doesn't know how he's meant to face Natasha now, without you. But he returns to his timeline nonetheless.

The heroes look around at each other sharing large smiles at their success, until Nats eyes fall on her best friend. He's soaked to the bone, a look of despair on his face and now she sees that you're not beside him.

“Clint, where's Y/n?” she asks, barely above a whisper. Deep down she knows the answer, but her heart can’t bare to accept it

His tear filled eyes meet her concerned ones, “I’m sorry Nat” he chokes out

She shakes her head as her feet carry her to him, “Where's Y/n!? Where is she!?”

“She's gone, Nat. She sacrificed herself for the stone.”

Natashas world stops for a moment as her brain attempts to process his words. To help her realize the truth Clint brings his hand to eye level and opens it to reveal the stone.

“A sacrifice was needed for it. She wouldn’t let me- ” His explanation is cut off by a scream. A primal one full of loss and sorrow.

“No!! No!!” she shouts before shoving Clint, “You were supposed to keep her safe! You were supposed to bring her back to me!!”

Steve quickly walks closer, ready to intervene is necessary. But Clints gaze keeps him at bay for now. “I tried Natasha. I tried so hard but she…she was determined to do whatever it took to keep her promise of bringing Wanda back”

“No. I didn’t mean….” she says as she furiously shakes her head. Clint attempts to hug her, to show her it wasn’t her fault that you had taken those words to heart and that you knew she wouldn’t trade you for Wanda. Your survivor's guilt had simply been too much to bear, but she resists his embrace and pounds her fists against his chest.

“I trusted you!!” she screams at him, “You took my heart with you and you returned without it!!” Her tears blurr her vision as sobs shake her and in her grief she doesn't realize she's implying she wishes her best friend had died instead of you.

Her knees give out and Steve manages to catch her before she hits the ground, “My Y/n, my detka(baby), please! She can’t be gone! She can’t leave me!!”

“I’m so sorry Natasha” the soldier replies holding her as she sobs

Clint's guilty face comes into her view once more, “I'm so sorry. If I only could switch places with her I would. She…She said she loves you. You were her world. Wanda too”

A cry rips through her so hard that even Steve shakes, “I didn’t mean for her to trade herself for anyone! This isn’t what I wanted!!”

“It’s not your fault.” Steve tries to reassure her, looking to the archer for help

Clint nods, “She knew that's not what you meant, believe me I made sure of it. But she blamed herself for not stopping Thanos, for letting him reach Wanda and Vision. To her, this was how she could fix things.”

“Who’s going to fix me?!” the Russian shouts back, angry at you for leaving her. She fully collapses in Steve's embrace and Tony finally makes his way over. He lets his hand run through her hair in a comforting manner he has seen you do hundreds of times.

He doesn't want to ask this next question but he knows he has to, “Where is she- her body?”

Natashas body freezes. In her panic she hadn’t even thought to ask that. Why wasn’t your body at least brought back to her? Why did he leave you there

Clint shakes his head, “Gone. Like she was never there”

Natashas heart clenches. You were her everything these past five years and her loving girlfriend of eight years, but now just like Wanda, she had nothing of you. Her nightmares became a reality, and she would trade anything to be back in bed with you.

“I want my Y/n, please I want her back. Someone bring her back!” she pleads to the universe rather than the people that surround her. No one knows what to say, or if there is anything that could comfort her.

Thor breaks the short lived silence, “Why are we putting Natasha through this?” he questions, making everyone look at him, “We have the stones, we have all of them. So why can’t we use them to bring Y/n back?”

Clint shakes his head, “That's not how it works. The deal was a soul for a soul.”

“When I said whatever it takes I didn’t mean this.” Steve says feeling guilty, “We don’t trade lives, that's not what we do”

“Not even one for billions?” Tony questions, making the Russian glare at him, “I’m sorry Nat. I’m just being realistic. If losing one brings everyone back then I think the trade was worth it”

“But we don’t even know if this will work. Her sacrifice could be for nothing.” Bruce decided to add in

“Stop! Just stop!” Natasha begs as she pushes herself to stand, "I just lost the other half of my heart, the only half I had left…so don't fucking argue about her death being worth something!! Don't you dare!"

The room goes silent as Bruce, Tony and Steve refuse to meet her gaze. Clint still holds the stone in his hand, afraid to let go of something that tethered your presence to this world.

"I have nothing now. No little sister and no girlfriends, so if this doesn't work….you can consider me one of the casualties." She chokes out before quickly leaving the room

As soon as she's gone Clint's legs give out. He hits the ground with a sob as he continues to clutch the stone. The memories of the event play over and over in his mind….how could he have let you slip through his fingers. Steve crouches next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder so he knows he's not alone.

"It wasn't your fault either"

"Like hell it wasn't!" He shouts through tears, "She was my little sister! I was supposed to keep her safe! But instead I watched her die!"

The Captain sighs, "It was an impossible choice. One that shouldn't have had to be made….I'm so sorry"

Somehow, despite being blinded by tears, Natasha had made it back to your shared bedroom. She hesitates at the door, not quite ready to let your absence sink in. It had been so hard for you and her to come back to this room after Wanda died, how was she supposed to face that grief a second time? How was she supposed to face it all alone?

Finally she forces her shaking hand to open the door and she rushes inside to collapse on the bed. She cries as she takes in how empty the king sized mattress now feels without anyone to hold her. She grabs at your pillow, pulling it in against her chest. The smell of you surrounds her then, like it would if she had been curled into your chest. And for a brief second it's almost like you're there with her like you were this morning, talking about Wanda. She had a chance at coming back, even if it was a long shot the chance was there. You didn’t have that however. You were gone. Grief hits full force then and she screams into the pillow.

You were never going to hold her again. Never going to calm her after a nightmare and sing her back to sleep. She would never hear you laugh, hold your hand or feel your lips ever again. Never again would she see you looking at her with a tender gaze, nor would she hear you tell her how much you loved her. And if Wanda came back, you wouldn't be there to greet her. What was she supposed to tell her?

She screams into her pillow, struggling to breathe as her chest heaves due to her hyperventilating. Her hold on your pillow tightens, the fabric of the pillowcase threatening to rip under her intense grip. She more than likely would have continued to spiral like this, had her phone not began to ring, American Pie filling the silent room.

“Natasha” the familiar voice calls out, “Sestra(sister), are you there?”

“Yelena?” she asks, a mix between a sob and a whisper

“What's wrong, what's happened?” she asks, hearing the brokenness in her tone

Tears fill the redhead's eyes as she realizes what this means. If Yelena was back that meant everyone else had come back as well. That meant your sacrifice had achieved something. That meant…Wanda.

“I uh, it's too much to explain over the phione. Can you meet me at the compound as soon as possible?”

“Of course. I’ll pack my bags and fly out at once.” she replies

Suddenly Natasha can feel the ground beneath her begin to shake and an explosion sounds, “Actually, make the flight for tomorrow. I gotta go deal with some things”

“Yeah, ok. Go kick ass, I’ll be there.”

“YA tebya lyublyu(I love you)” she rushes to say, not wanting to go another second without her little sister knowing that

Yelena pauses for a moment, not used to having her older sister be so open with such things, “YA tozhe tebya lyublyu(I love you too)”

As soon as the phone hangs up Natasha is bolting out of her room and through the compound. Not only to find the others to tell them what they did worked, but to also figure out what was causing everything to shake.

She doesn't need to wait long to receive her answer, as she looks out the large windows she sees an all too familiar ship in the distance. And there, approaching the compound in his armor and holding his blade is her worst nightmare.

“No, that's not possible. He can’t be here. He died.” she mutters to herself as fear fills her. She can’t lose Yelena and Wanda again. Not after just getting them back, losing you in the process.

“Natasha!” Steve yells, gaining her attention and she knows she's needed for battle. He can’t win again.

Dust and rubble settle around her as she looks around the battlefield, and if she's being honest things don’t look good. Tears build in her eyes as fear of losing a second time washes over her. She lost you, and it might not even have been worth it.

Steve stands, tightening his broken shield on his injured arm with a grunt. She quickly joins him, standing by his side as she reloads her guns. She's ready to die by his side if it manages to stop him and let Wanda and Yelena live, besides that wouldn't be terrible would it? Because at least then she could be with you once more.

They're about to charge The Mad Titan, but a small crackle in their comms makes them freeze. They stop moving and remain unearthly quiet as they focus on the sounds, trying to decipher if what they just heard was true.

“On your left” Sams voice tells them

They both watch in awe as multiple portals open behind them. Warriors of Wakanda, the Asgardians, sorcerers, and all of their teammates that had once been lost now pour through them. They both smile as a few tears fall from the Russians eyes, then their attention falls back on their enemy.

“Avengers!” Steve shouts out

“Assemble!” Natasha finishes

The battle commences and Natashas sole focus is on keeping the enemy from gaining any ground and grabbing the stones until a wave of red magic catches her attention in the distance.

She runs towards the area, heart in her throat as she prepares to see her girlfriend for the first time in five years. Any alien that gets in her way meets a quick demise, she won’t let anyone get between them. And when she finally finds her, seeing her there in her red jacket, her heart almost stops.

“W-wanda” she whispers, almost afraid to say her name out loud

The other redhead feels a familiar presence and spins around, “Tasha!”

The Russian stumbles, nearly falling to her knees as she runs into the arms of the other woman, “You're back. You're really here.”

“I’m here malysh(baby), I’m home.. Wong told us how long we’ve been gone….I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine what you and Y/n have been through.” Wanda takes a moment to look around for you, thinking you’d be right behind Natasha to greet her, “Where's Y/n?”

She shakes her head, tears cascading down her cheeks as she lets out a sob, “She….she's gone Wans”

Natasha looks at her, thinking loudly about what happened letting her see everything. Wanda sees the conversation Nat shared with you that morning in bed, she sees the speech Steve gives and then the conversation Nat shares with you before the time heist. And then she sees Natasha witness Clints return. She sees, hears and feels how Natasha handles the news that your broken brother relays to her. She hears how the other heroes comment on your sacrifice. She can’t bear to see more.

“No!” she shouts, clutching at the strong arms that hold her as tears stream down her face, “Not our lyubov'(love)! Not Y/n, please!”

Natasha holds her closer, letting Wanda fall apart in her embrace for a brief moment. Until the sound of the battle around them brings them back to reality. She hears the purple man bark some orders and her expression hardens. She pulls back from Natasha, scanning the surrounding area for the monster responsible for all of the pain and suffering Natasha and you had gone through over five years. The monster responsible for taking you from them. She's going to make him pay.

Her eyes begin to glow red, swirls of her magic building around her arms and legs as a growl takes over her features. Before Natasha can say anything the witch is gone, flying in the direction of the so-called conqueror. The Russian quickly runs in that direction. She knows she probably isn't much help in a fight against someone like him but there was no way she was going to let Wanda fight him alone. She couldn’t risk losing her again.

Wanda lands in front of him, dust and a mist of her magic forming a cloud around her. She eyes him angrily, full of hate and rage. He eyes her curiously, not seeing her for the threat she is. Natasha manages to catch up in time to see red energy swirling in her girlfriend's hands as Thanos smirks at her.

“You took her from me. From us.” she venomously tells him, her accent heavy in her anger

He scoffs, “I don’t even know who you are.”

“You will.”

He charges her, wildly swinging his blade at her, but she uses her magic to block every hit. He takes a few steps back, bringing his blade up and over his head before swinging it down towards her. She stops it with her magic, holding it there as he struggles to gain control of his weapon. Before he can even blink she's snapping his blade in half and sending him flying backwards. He quickly stands only to be engulfed by red tendrils of magic that hoist him into the air.

Natasha watches in awe of her girlfriends sheer power as she begins to crush the armor Thanos currently wears. Sounds of it crunching and him grunting in discomfort are all the two women currently hear, the rest of the battle is simply background noise as they relish in his suffering. The Sokovian shouts as she lets her powers ramp up and to his horror his own armor begins to squeeze the life from him. He can feel how it tightens around his chest and neck and fear overcomes his features as he realizes how strong she truly is. He opens his mouth, ready to call his troops to action, but he doesn’t get the chance to do so. In one swift movement of her hands, his armor folds in and crushes his ribcage with a sickening crunch. When she's sure all life has left him she lets her powers fade and his body hits the ground with a thud.

The battle around them slows as the children of Thanos attempt to regain their berings after witnessing what they thought to be impossible. The Mad Titan lies dead, defeated by mere humans. Humans who still have the six Infinity Stones.

“Get the stones! We make them pay for this!” the woman shouts

The heroes frantically look around to see which of them has the gauntlet only to find it in the possession of their resident genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. His gaze lands on Natasha and her eyes widen as she recognizes the look of sheer determination on his face. She watches in horror as he begins to remove the stones.

“Tony! Don’t!” she shouts, making everyone else's attention go to the man as well

He smiles at her, “One for billions Romanoff. It’s worth it.”

“Tony!” Steve shouts as he rushes towards his friend. But it's too late. The stones attach themselves to his armor, forming a new gauntlet and as he looks at the faces of his friends that surround him, he snaps.

The army around them turns to dust as Tony collapses onto the ground. Pepper, Rhodey and Peter are the first to surround him, but they're quickly joined by Steve, Natasha and Wanda.Everyone manages to get their goodbyes in to the beloved men before he passes and the rest of the heroes honor his sacrifice by kneeling in silence.

Nearly two weeks after Tony's funeral, three women find themselves in a cemetery in Ohio. They gather under a tree with pink blossoms, around a newer headstone. It reads: Y/n Barton. Sister, girlfriend, Avenger.

At its base rests a small plush hawk with a picture of you and Clint, a bouquet of flowers beside it indicates he was here recently to see you. He likely hadn’t wanted to stay long, not wanting to risk facing Natasha and the guilt about his failure to save you, or risking Wanda seeing his thoughts which have been of your death on replay.

Yelena lights a small candle for you before brushing a few stray leaves off the picture of you and your two girlfriends. When she's satisfied she places her hand on the stone before standing and walking over to where her dog Fanny waits by her truck. She knows the other two women will need a moment.

Natasha moves off to the side and rests her forehead against your cold stone. Tears fall down her face as she lets her fingers trace the carving of your name. All she can think of is your face. How you had smiled at her that day, for the last time. How you had kissed her so softly yet fiercely. How your hand felt in hers before you said your goodbyes.

Wanda sniffles as she places a small plush bear next to the photo of the three of you. Its fur was the same color as your hair and it was holding a heart that was your favorite color. She knew you had to have it….you would have loved it.

“Why?” Natasha croaks out, “Why did it have to be you, detka(baby)?”

“You should be here with us. We miss you so much lyubov'(love)." Wanda adds as tears roll down her cheeks

Fanny watches over the two women, whining when she knows they’re upset and Yelena looks down at her dog, “I know. I don’t like seeing them so sad either. But without Y/n, I don’t think they'll ever be the same.” The dog looks at her, tilting her head as if asking a question, “You would have liked her.”

A few minutes go by and the two redheads know it's time they go. They like visiting you, well, your headstone. But they know it isn’t healthy for them to stay too long here, dwelling in their sadness.

“I love you” Natasha mumbles, her forehead still against the stone, “I love you so much. I don’t know if I told you that enough these past five years, but I really hope you knew. I’m so sorry I didn’t realize you were suffering with so much guilt. I should have taken better care of you, should have been there for you. I’m so sorry”

Wanda brings her forehead to the stone then too, “She knew Tasha, and this wasn’t your fault. You were both suffering and you both did the best you could”

“Well my best wasn’t enough was it! She left us!” she shouts, overwhelmed with guilt of her own, “She left us Wans.”

“Oh Natty, this wasn’t your fault my love” Wanda says, quickly wrapping her up in a tight embrace, “This wasn’t your fault”

“Why did she leave us Wan?” the Russian asks, sounding more broken than ever

“She…she wanted to bring me back, and she thought that was the only way to do it.”

Natasha shakes her head, “There had to be another way. Because having one of you without the other, it's not right. It's not how it's supposed to be.”

“I know, baby. I know.” Wanda agrees, running a hand through her girlfriends hair

“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.”

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the-lady-hestia · 1 year

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My partner is disabled and has opened my eyes to the myriad disabled characters in media that you wouldn't initially see as disabled because they aren't presented as "oh I'm so helpless because I can't do x" so here we go!!!!

This list is not absolute and I definitely missed stuff. Feel welcome to RB with more additions to the list.

starting off the list we have every star wars character who has cybernetics including but not limited to:

Luke Skywalker

Anakin Skywalker

Fennec Shand

General Grevious

Darth Maul

Commander Wolffe

Marvel Characters (I'm mostly talking MCU)

Rhodey

Nebula

(sorta obvious but) Matt Murdock

(also obvious) Charles Xavier

Dr. Strange

Iron Man

Nick Fury

DC characters

Victor Stone

Ya Girl Barbara Gordon

Slade Wilson

GRAB BAG

Geordi LaForge

The Elric Brothers from FMA

YA GIRL TOPH BEIFONG

Finn the Human

Captain Hook

AND MANY MORE

The moral of the story, there are a hell of a lot more disabled characters in your favorite thing than you realize and even if they're "the greatest at doing their particular thing" they're still disabled. This is not a negative thing, it's also not a positive thing. It is a quality of their being and that's pretty neat.

#star wars #luke skywalker #darth vader #mcu #marvel #anakin skywalker #iron man #dr strange #x-men #daredevil #full metal alchemist #DC #dc comics #star trek #avatar the last airbender #atla #adventure time

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buckets-and-trees · 1 year

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Tiny Vessels

Fandom: MCU

Characters/Pairings: Steve x gn!Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: The dust settles after defeating Thanos, but Steve himself is far from settled. Endgame compliant.

Content Warnings: implied smut (non-graphic intimacy)

Additional Notes: First night of my 2022 Holiday Extravaganza… It’s late at night on the West Coast, and it’s not a happy kick off to this little shindig, but here we are. The song Tiny Vessels by Death Cab for Cutie HEAVILY influenced this, and some lines and sentiments were directly translated into this piece.

He met you once or twice years ago in the early days of his modern existence, the longest interaction with you happening for all of five minutes at a Stark party in Silver Lake. You had been hand selected by Pepper for handling the press corps for the short Avengers media tour that had darted across the country briefly after the events with Loki in New York. There had been warmth and a little bit of mischief in your demeanor, but you also wrangled all the personalities of the journalists and reporters and ran a tight ship, maintaining tight boundaries to protect for Steve and the others. Only five cities on that tour, and you were always busy with the press, him always busy avoiding press as much as he could on a press tour. He’d spent much more time with your counterpart who was helping coach him and the others through the talking points each day.

When he encountered you again three years after the Snap, it had felt like such a balm to discover someone he knew from before after so many years. It felt almost normal – happenstance as had only happened before he lost half the universe. He had asked you to dinner without hesitation, and he was compelled to keep seeking you out until it became routine and every day and some sort of normal he couldn’t believe existed. It was too good, but he couldn’t say no to inserting himself in your life, though he constantly battled the comfort and how right it felt. He could not have this, and yet he took every moment he could justify.

In the weeks before Scott had suddenly appeared, Steve had started to ask how much longer he could stay with you, absorbing your warmth and hard-fought optimism. It wasn’t that you weren’t unaffected by the loss of half of humanity, you’d just found a way to throw yourself into some of the rebuilding and recovery in a way that helped with some of the healing. Steve never could, and he’d felt himself hollowing out as the years stretched on. You had slowed the hollowing, but it was unstoppable.

You had wandered in and out of his thoughts as he worked with Nat, Scott, Bruce, Tony, Clint, Rocket, Nebula, Rhodey, and Thor to put together the time heist. You had given him space to work without question – another instance of you being so strong, so right for him. Your confidence, your happiness, your world didn’t hinge on him, you just loved him and let him into your life.

And when they’d brought everyone back, fought off Thanos, milling around in the aftermath after a few hours you’d somehow made it through all the chaos and appeared at his side, nothing grand or dramatic in your appearance, just there, making sure he was all right. You’d seen the news alerts, jumped in your car, and made your way to Avengers Campus. You know some of the people dealing with and cleaning up the fall out, and after your initial check on him – earnest, heated kisses, running your fingers over the blood and dirt, cuts and scrapes – you fall in and do what you can to help, not fussing over him unnecessarily.

Everything is destroyed and so as the day starts to come to a close, all but the cleaning crew – who will be there longterm – depart, many urged and invited by Pepper to the Stark cabin. You drove him, Bucky, and Steve, and Steve held your hand while you drove. The Stark cabin was, in fact, surrounded by additional guest cabins. In bed that night, he held you for a long time, you stroked his hair softly, and in quiet tones he told you everything that had happened. You listened. You cried when he told you about Nat. You cried for Tony’s devastating sacrifice coupled with the overwhelming joy of the rest of their success – the return of so many friends and family. You kissed some of his pain away. Then he slept.

You left the next day, your suddenly returned sister suddenly going into labor. The day after was Tony’s memorial, and you returned to be with him later that evening. His mind has already been battling, at odds with this new reality even more than waking up from the ice after seventy years, more than losing half of all existence. Nothing feels right, and yet he knows it’s supposed to. It’s supposed to feel right, better, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t know if he can.

In the morning he’s going to return the stones.

“I love you,” Steve said. He wanted to believe it. He wanted you to believe it.

He did, didn’t he?

Some of the days he had.

He wanted to believe all the words the two of you were speaking as you moved together in the dark. Skin against skin, his lips moved against yours, along your jaw, he buried his face in your neck while he buried himself inside you, and as you cried out, he bit down on your shoulder, bursting tiny vessels beneath your skin that will turn into a bruise.

He took you apart and put you back together until you were both fully spent, and you fell into a deep sleep, fingers twined with his, torso laid bare under the moonlight spilling in from the window. Steve slept, but only intermittently. During his fits of restlessness, he watched you, he watched the ceiling, he watched the clock. When the dark grey of dawn crept into the window, he crept out of bed.

He wasn’t sure how long he stood at the window before he heard you stir and then delicately pad across the room to where he stands, gazing out the window. He knew you weren’t trying to be quiet so he wouldn’t hear you – you both knew he hears everything in quiet moments like this – instead he knew you were trying not to disturb the peaceful silence of the predawn light and its effect on the room. This always feels like an unknown time in between awake and asleep for him, and it’s not the first time you’ve found him like this during your relationship. You snaked your arms around his waist from behind and turned your head to rest your cheek against one of his strong shoulders.

“Is something wrong?” you asked softly.

You’re damn right there is, he thought. But he couldn’t talk about it with you then.

Instead, he turned around in your arms and placed a single kiss on your forehead. “What could be wrong?” he asked.

You tilted your head slightly, searching his expression, but he smiled and shrugged. “Sorry if I woke you. Let’s go back to sleep.”

He saw the wheels in your head turning, but he wanted to stop them before they put the pieces together, and so he pulled you back to the bed, tucking you both back beneath the covers and holding you as you curled into him.

It’s not long before he feels your breathing even out again and you relax in his arms, back to slumbering peacefully. You are beautiful – so beautiful he can’t look at you. It’s not the physical, it’s who you are, who you have been. Smart, supportive, strength when he was empty, sarcastic when he needed it, soft in the right moments, and he simply couldn’t be any of that for you.

He was vile for this, and his actions were cheap. Last night had been stolen intimacy, desperate and undeserving. It was vile and cheap because he was running away from a fight for the first time in his life. He wouldn’t fight for you or this. It was too much when he was so empty, every last bit of his soul and body spent, every plan, every effort, he’d pushed himself and every Avenger to bring everyone back, and he was done. He could feel that the tide was supposed to move forward, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to move with it.

Maybe he would have stayed – and stayed with you – if he didn’t have a choice.

But he did.

He could leave it all.

The simpler time.

Setting down the shield.

He couldn’t get the thought out of his head once he’d realized the past could be his future. Straightforward and easy with Peggy – that’s all he could think of doing because he simply couldn’t think of how he was supposed to move on here and now, not even with everyone back.

(Not everyone, though.)

Fully dressed and standing next to the bed, his fingers skimmed softly over your cheek, one last touch down your neck over the bruise that’s bloomed on your skin last night (it will fade like he will fade from your life), and along the curve of your shoulder. You shiver but sigh and continue to slumber. You really are beautiful, but you and this new present just don’t mean a thing or make sense to him like he longs for it all to in his head.

With the light signaling it’s finally dawn, he was due to meet Bruce, Sam, and Bucky out at the edge of the forest where they’ve set up another time launch pad. Steve leaned down to brush his lips over your temple, pulled the sheet up over your shoulder and left.

FOLLOW UP FIC: Don't Forget You're the One Who

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disabled-characters-showdown · 10 months

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Disabled Characters Showdown

Notes:

1.) Characters are listed below the cut because there’s a ridiculous amount of them.

2.) This is going to be a 128 person showdown. Because of this there are going to be a few adjustments from how we normally do our polls. First- not all characters will have character descriptions, because we have neither the time or inclination to do so. There still will be character images along with image descriptions, but that’s about it. Second- because of how many polls this is, the first round will be released in waves of 16 polls per day over the span of 4 days. The other rounds will not be impacted. Third- the first wave of polls will be dropping on the 28th.

3.) If you want to submit propaganda about any of these characters feel free to because otherwise you will get things like this: “Haven’t the faintest clue who this is, so you get no context.” You can also submit character images because most of them will be horrible due to us just pulling most of them from the fandom page.

4.) If you have any issues about any characters feel free to shoot us an ask. That being said, this poll isn’t really about who is the best representation. See more details here. If you are wondering why a character is on the list feel free to ask and we’ll tell you but we’re not gonna put on reasoning for all of the characters.

5.) We tried our best with some of the names, but also are not familiar with some of the characters on this list so if there’s any issues there please let us know.

Marvel:

Clint Barton

Maya Lopez

Makkari

Matt Murdock

Professor X

Nick Fury

Bucky Barnes

Madame Web

Stick

James ‘Rhodey’ Rhodes

Daniel Sousa

Nebula

Jeri Hogarth

Jessica Jones

Phil Coulson

DC:

Barbara Gordon

Joseph ‘Joey’ Wilson/ Jericho

Destiny of the Endless

Freddy Freeman

Roy Harper- Young Justice

Animes/K-Dramas:

Jin Bu-yeon- Alchemy of Souls

Edward Elric- Fullmetal Alchemist

Might Guy- Naruto

Hatori Sohma- Fruits Basket

Vash the Stampede- Trigun

Yang Xiao Long- RWBY

Neopolitian- RWBY

Nunnally vi Britannia- Code Geass

Jean-Pierre Polnareff- JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Ali Abdul- Squid Game

Naruto Uzumaki- Naruto

Sasuke Uchiha- Naturo

Yuuri Katsuki- Yuri!!! On Ice

Star Wars/Trek/Aliens:

Geordi La Forge- Star Trek: The Next Generation

Luke Skywalker- Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker- Star Wars

Kanan Jarrus- Star Wars

Shiro- Voltron: Legendary Defender

Keyla Detmer- Star Trek: Discovery

Alex Manes- Roswell, New Mexico

Commander Wolffe- Star Wars

Chirrut Îmwe- Star Wars

River Tam- Firefly

Saw Gerrera- Star Wars

Wrecker- Star Wars

Visas Marr- Star Wars Legends

Darth Traya/Kreia- Star Wars Legends

Fennec Shand- Star Wars

Tahl- Star Wars Legends

Darth Maul- Star Wars

Echo- Star Wars

Breha Organa- Star Wars

Non-Animated TV Shows:

Connie- The Walking Dead

Eileen Leahy- Supernatural

Joel Miller- The Last of Us

Christopher Diaz- 9-1-1

Aaron- The Walking Dead

Ben Scott- Yellowjackets

Fei- The Umbrella Academy

Ian Gallagher- Shameless

Sara Eriksson- Young Royals

Mateo Chavez- 9-1-1 Lone Star

Lucius Spriggs- Our Flag Means Death

John Silver- Black Sails

Prince Wilhelm- Young Royals

Theo Dimas- Only Murders in the Building

Books:

Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle

Hearthstone- Magnus Chase

Dezi- The Sunbearer Trials

Katniss Everdeen- The Hunger Games

Ambrosius Goldenloin- Nimona

Lord Blackheart- Nimona

Genya Safin- Grishaverse

Peeta Mellark- The Hunger Games

Kaz Brekker- Grishaverse

Oscar Silva- Renegades

Erik- The Tea Dragon Society

Linh Cinder- The Lunar Chronicles

Wu Zetian- Iron Widow

Wylan Van Eck- Grishaverse

Nova Huang- Mooncakes

Percy Newton- The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue

Jack Wolcott- Wayward Children

Ty Blackthorn- City of Heavenly Fire

Scarlet Benoit- The Lunar Chronicles

Carswell Thorne- The Lunar Chronicles

Adrik Zhabin- Grishaverse

Maedhros- The Silmarillion

Beren- The Silmarillion

Frodo Baggins- Lord of the Rings

Ettiene- The Invention of Hugo Cabret

Kate Rose- Cosmoknights

Alex Claremont-Diaz- Red, White & Royal Blue

Jack Zimmerman- Check Please!

Charlie Spring- Heartstopper

Movies:

Reagan Abbot- A Quiet Place

Jia Andrews- Godzilla vs. Kong

Carl- Up

Hiccup- How To Train Your Dragon

Toothless- How To Train Your Dragon

Gobber- How To Train Your Dragon

Hermann Gottlieb- Pacific Rim

Massimo Marcovaldo- Luca

Imperator Furiosa- Mad Max: Fury Road

Drago Bludvist- How To Train Your Dragon

Animated TV Shows:

Amaya- The Dragon Prince

Toph Beifong- Avatar: The Last Airbender

Teo- Avatar: The Last Airbender

Eda Clawthorne- The Owl House

Entrapta- She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Finn Mertens- Adventure Time

Jewelstar- She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Tallstar- She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Villads- The Dragon Prince

Marcy Wu- Amphibia

Mr. Poolcheck- Gravity Falls

Principal Bump- The Owl House

Captain ‘Grime’ Grimothy- Amphibia

Ida, Bev, and Florabel- Kipo: Age of the Wonderbeasts

Ming-Hua- Avatar: Legend of Korra

Sol Regem- The Dragon Prince

Combustion Man- Avatar: The Last Airbender

Other Stuff:

Janice Palmer- Welcome to Nightvale

Nessarose Thropp- Wicked

Kotallo- Horizon Forbidden West

Norma- Dead End Paranormal Park

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secretswiftymarvelfan · 1 year

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The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 77)

Summary: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Despression and Acceptance. The 5 stages everyone goes through when losing someone they love.

Word Count: 10k

Warnings: Heavy Angst! Grief! Suicidal Thought! Alcholism! Language! Tiny bit of fluff!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 77: The Five Stages To Moving On

The days following the teams visit to Thanos’ farm were a blur. Steve couldn’t say what happened if he tried. He just didn’t remember.

When he woke up one morning he could hear JJ awake in his crib on the other side of the room. He was babbling but Steve could tell he was getting frustrated and he wanted to get out. He also knew that if he was determined enough he probably could climb out himself.

Pushing the covers off him Steve got up stretching out his back before sighing deeply as his shoulders slumps. As he looked over at JJ he could see his smile growing once he saw his dad.

“Dada!” JJ squeals holding his arms out and making a grabbing motion.

“I’m coming, I’m coming” Steve sighs walking over and lifting JJ out of his crib.

Resting JJ on his hip, he brushed his short blond messy hair down with his hand. JJ looked around the room as he sucked on his thumb.

“Dat?” JJ asks pointing over to the dresser.

Steve looks over where JJ was pointing, his breath catching when he sees the two stuffed teddys. He walks over picking up the teddy that had his suit and shield.

“This is dada” Steve says showing it to JJ.

“Dada” JJ says patting the teddy on its head.

“And this one is-“ Steve starts his voice dying in his throat as he tried to finish his sentence, picking up your teddy.

“Mama” JJ says reaching for it.

“Yeah its mama” Steve says choking on his words slightly.

JJ grabs your teddy hugging it closely, Steve had to bite on his lower lips to stop himself from crying. Tears blurring his vision slightly. JJ smiles up at him making steve give him a weak smile.

“Okay you stay with mama while I got have a shower, I’ll be right back, scream if you need me okay?” Steve says as he puts JJ in his playpen.

JJ nods as if he actually understood what Steve was saying. A small chuckle escapes his lips as he looks down at his son.

“Clever boy” Steve smiles bending down kiss the top of his head.

Once Steve was showered and dressed he took JJ to the communal kitchen for breakfast. JJ was determined to keep your teddy with him, so much so Steve had to put his diplomatic skills to use to avoid and meltdown and get him to put down his teddy and eat.

Steve set the teddy down on the table so JJ could still see it, but it was out of reach to avoid getting messy. There was no one else in the kitchen, everyone had pretty much gone their separate ways already. Carol had gone to go help other planets along with Rocket and Nebula. Rhodey had left to go help Pepper with Tony, and Thor had left to go see if he could find the remaining Asgardians. Leaving just Steve, Nat and Bruce at the compound.

Once JJ had finished eating he reached for the teddy again, whining in annoyance that he couldn’t reach it. He complained even more when Steve wiped his face and the tray in front of him. Nearly at full breakdown when Steve finally passed him the teddy, the meltdown completely avoided. Leaving Steve to finish his toast and coffee in peace.

“Morning” Nat greets as she walks in.

“Morning” Steve sighs glancing up at her.

He went to ask her how she slept but he already knew the answer. None of them were sleeping well, a full undisturbed night’s sleep seemed like a distant memory to Steve now.

“Did you give him that?” Nat asks gesturing to the teddy.

“Hm? Oh no he spotted it and demanded it, can’t get him to leave it” Steve sighed watching as JJ played with the teddy.

“That’s sweet, it probably helps him having something of hers” Nat comments as she makes herself a cup of coffee.

Steve instantly felt aggravated at the comment “it’s not the real thing though” he snaps pushing himself up from the table, lifting JJ from his chair and storming out.

When he got back to his room he placed JJ down in his play pen before beginning to pace the room. He rubbed his chin as he tried to get his emotions in check. Eventually sitting down at the foot of the bed, resting his elbows on his knees as he drops his head into his hands. Taking a couple deep shuddering breaths as he runs his hands into his hair.

When he glances back up he spots JJ smiling as he played with your teddy. Steve’s heart clenches when he sees how blissfully happy he was, and how unfair it was. Unfair that he had to grow up without you, without a mother. Steve knew what it was like to grow up without a parent, he didn’t want that life for his son.

There must be something he could do, something, anything. If he looked hard enough he could find an answer, he’s found answers in the past, he’s done the impossible he could do it again.

Standing up he sets to work, grabbing a bag a packing everything he and JJ would need so they wouldn’t be interrupted. He lifted JJ out of the playpen setting him down on the bed so he could collapse the playpen. Once he was ready he picked up JJ, the bag and the playpen and left his room.

Walking through the halls of the compound he was grateful that the entire campus was deserted because it meant no one saw where he was going. Eventually he found the room he was after, it was a lab that was barely used.

He set up the playpen putting JJ down with the teddy and enough toys to keep him occupied. He put his bag down on the side before sitting down at the computer and turning it on.

“Friday? If anyone asks where I am, tell them I took JJ out of the park” Steve tells the AI.

“Of course sir” Friday responds.

Steve sighs glancing over his shoulder at JJ before setting to work. Researching into anything he could find about the infinity stones, trying to see if there was a way to remake them, if there was more, if there was something out there strong enough to reverse them.

Steve worked for hours, skipping dinner he’d brought something for JJ to eat and he didn’t want to anyway. Once it was time for JJ to go to sleep Steve put him to bed grabbing the baby monitor before returning to his work. Working late into the night.

Steve managed to go a whole week spending every waking hour researching the stones until he was discovered.

“What are you doing in here?” Nat asks walking into the lab.

“Nothing, how did you find me?” Steve asks turning so could use his body to hide the screen.

“Friday told me you were in your room which wasn’t true so I got her to tell me truth” Nat explains hands on her hips.

“Traitor” Steve mutters under his breath.

Nat looks over his shoulder spotting what he was looking at before sighing in disappointment.

“Steve that’s not gonna be helping you right now” she tells him gently.

“I have to Nat, I need to find something to reverse what happened” Steve sighs shaking his head.

“Steve we can’t-“ Nat sighs before Steve interrupts.

“No Nat this can’t be it! We can’t have lost! We don’t lose! They can’t be gone for forever, she can’t be gone” Steve argues having to take a deep shaky breath to calm himself and hold back the tears.

“Steve-“ Nat says gently taking a couple of steps towards him.

“Leave it Natasha” Steve snaps glaring up at her.

“Fine, you know where I am when you need me” Nat sighs holding her hands up and walking out of the labs.

Steve sighs running his hand over his face before turning back to the computer and continuing with his work.

He continued on for another couple days before Nat started interfering. First she set a timer on the computer in the lab so it would turn off after 6pm. Then she would tell Friday to block anything about the Infinity stones on the tablet he used. Then she locked the lab, when Steve tried other labs he found information on the stones blocked on them too.

“Romanoff!” Steve yells storming into the common room where she was looking over a hologram.

She sighs when she sees him, crossing her arms over her chest as she waited for what he had to say.

“How dare you lock my access! I’m trying to fix this, get them back and you’re stopping me!” Steve growls pointing at her accusingly.

“Because we can’t Steve! We can’t bring them back! I know how desperate you are and I’m sorry! But there’s people who are still around that need our help!” Nat snaps pointing at the hologram.

“This can’t be the end” Steve states his voice breaking.

“It is, I’m sorry Steve I really am, if I could do something to bring them back I would but I can’t, because there’s nothing I can do, all I can do is help those who need it right now” Nat sighs walking over and putting a cautious hand on his shoulder.

“JJ needs you right now, you need to be here for him, not being left in his play pen all day while you work” She continues, Steve dropping his head in shame.

When he glances back up he looks around the room, his breath catching when he sees you stood in the corner. He gulped as he watched you look back at him sadly, arms crossed over your chest.

“She’s right Steve” you’d tell him softly.

He has to look away, taking a shuddering breath as he screws his eyes shut. When he opens them again he looks over to where you were stood, seeing just an empty space.

“I’m sorry Nat, I just can’t believe she’s gone” Steve apologises looking back at Nat.

“Its okay, I’m having a hard time with it to, we’re not used to- to not winning, but we need to focus our attention on those we can help, because there’s so many that do” Nat sighs shaking her head.

“Thanks Nat” Steve sighs giving her a weak smile.

“It’s nothing, I’m sure giving you a kick up the ass is part of the god mother duties” Nat says with a weak chuckle, sniffling slightly.

“He’s very lucky to have you” Steve sniffles.

“I’m here for you too” Nat reminds him.

“Thanks Nat” Steve smiles hugging her.

As he looks over her shoulder he spots you again but this time you were smiling and giving him a thumbs up.

Steve was sat outside with JJ watching as he played with the grass and the toys. Steve occasionally stepping in to stop JJ from eating dirt.

Playtime was disrupted when the jet flew overhead landing a short distance from them. Steve looked over to see the door open and Nat walk out. Even from this distance Steve could tell something was wrong. When she glanced over Steve gave her a small wave gesturing for her to come over.

As she sat down on the floor JJ let out an excited squeal holding his arms out to her. She gave him a small smile lifting him onto her lap.

“How did it go?” Steve asks.

“Laura and the kids are definitely gone” Nat sighs looking down at JJ holding one of his toys in front of him.

“I’m sorry, what about Clint? Was he there?” Steve asks carefully.

“I don’t know, he wasn’t there but something was off, I think he might have survived” she says taking a shaky breath as she looks over at him.

“Really?” Steve asks furrowing his brows.

“Yeah, his ankle bracelet was broken in the barn, some of his weapons were gone” Nat explains shaking her head.

“It doesn’t make sense, if he was around why isn’t he here” Steve points out with a sigh.

“He’s alive Steve” Nat states.

“We don’t know that, he might have gone and someone else stole his gear” Steve reasons.

“He’s alive Steve I know it” she snaps quickly passing JJ over to him before storming off inside.

JJ whines in confusion as he watches her go, Steve moving him so he was sat in his knee, rubbing his back soothingly.

“Its okay bean, she just needs some space” Steve sighs.

He knew what he said really didn’t help and that he should apologise for not being supportive enough. But for whatever reason he just couldn’t bring himself to believe Clint was still around. It just didn’t make sense and he didn’t know why.

Throughout the day Steve continued to think about the whole Clint situation. Nat was most likely right about him still being alive, no one knew about the farm house so who would rob it. Plus what robber would only take a few weapons. Clint was still alive and the more Steve thought about it the more angry he got.

Needing to feel some form of release, once he’s put JJ to bed he made his way down to the gym. Already knowing it was going to be one of those nights he lined up spare punchbags ready to replace the one he inevitably broke.

The more he worked out the more the anger simmered inside him, getting worse and worse with every punchbag he destroyed. He growled in frustration landing one last big punch to the bag and sending it flying across the room.

“Wow I don’t think even the hulk could do that” Steve heard Bruce say behind him.

Steve looked over his shoulder at the man, Bruce visibly recoiling when he saw the fury in Steve’s eyes.

“You okay?” Bruce asks cautiously.

“No” Steve states grabbing another punching bag and hanging it up.

“Is it about the whole Clint thing?” Bruce asks as Steve starts punching the bag again.

“Nat told you about that?” Steve says, more as a statement than a question.

“Yeah, she um said you told her Clint couldn’t be alive” Bruce tells him making him scoff.

“No I said that he might not be, I didn’t want her to get her hopes up” Steve states punching the bag a little harder.

“Why? Why do you think that?” Bruce presses.

“Because it doesn’t make sense!” Steve snaps, catching the bag and whipping round to face Bruce who takes a nervous step back.

“If he’s alive why isn’t he here! Why isn’t he trying to help! It’s not fair!“ Steve rants clenching his fists.

“What isn’t fair?” Bruce asks confused.

“We’re all here, all of us are still alive and she isn’t! Why! Why take just her!” Steve yells his anger getting the better of him.

Bruce sighs in realisation, remaining silent while Steve said his piece. Said what he needed to say to get it off his chest.

“It’s doesn’t make sense, I thought that if Clint didn’t make it then it was just a random chance whether you stayed or not, but out of all of us, the original group she’s the only one not around anymore! That can’t be chance! Why did he pick her!” Steve rants before letting out a shuddering sigh as sorrow replaced his anger.

“Why her?” He mutters dropping his head screwing his eyes shut to try and stop himself from crying, ultimately failing.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, body shaking as he silently wept. Exhaustion taking over his body.

“I don’t know Steve, I wish I had the answers, to make this easier for you, but I don’t and I’m sorry” Bruce sighs as he steps closer.

“It was probably just chance and we just happened to be the lucky ones, or Thanos knew how strong and powerful she was, that she could be the one to stop him so had to take her out, or she used that power to sacrifice herself for JJ, or there’s an all powerful, all seeing creature who made that decision, we don’t know and we could spend hours wondering what if…” Bruce sighs getting Steve to look over at him.

“I just wish it had been someone else, I know that’s selfish and I shouldn’t think that but-“ Steve sighs shaking his head.

“It’s okay, you aren’t alone, there’s millions of people out there that are thinking the same thing, it’s a part of grief” Bruce tells him.

“Thanks Bruce, and I’m sorry for snapping” Steve apologises.

“It’s fine, just go say sorry to Nat before shoots too many holes in the wall” Bruce says making Steve chuckle gently.

“I will thank you” Steve promises.

Steve found Nat at the shooting range, he leant against the doorframe watching her. With every bullet she walked closer to the target, when she ran out of bullets she growled in frustration before throwing the actual gun at the target.

“That’s not a good battlefield tactic” Steve quips hoping to break the tension.

“You’re lucky I love JJ too much to kill you, that and I’m out of bullets” Nat sighs grabbing the gun from the floor before turning to face him.

“I’m sorry, I should have been more supportive, happy the Clint was still alive, not dismissing it” Steve apologises taking a couple steps closer.

Nat doesn’t respond just crosses her arms over her chest.

“I was just angry that we’re all here and she’s not, I couldn’t understand it and my anger got the better of me, I’ve probably broken my record of destroyed punching bags” Steve continues earning a small smirk from Nat.

“You have destroyed a lot” she comments.

“I’m sorry too, you raised valid points, if he is then why isn’t he here? I was just desperate for him to still be around, especially since I found out earlier this week my sister didn’t make it” Nat admits with a sigh.

“You had a sister?” Steve asks surprised.

“Y/N didn’t tell you?” Nat frowns and Steve shakes his head confused.

“Um before I met you in Stoos, I reunited with my family from the red room, we weren’t biologically related but when I was a kid we all were a fake family for a mission in Ohio, except it was real to me” Nat explains her voice shaking slightly.

“They all helped me take down the red room finally, I managed to keep in contact with my sister Yelena but I found out she didn’t survive the snap, none of them did” Nat sighs shaking her head.

“Nat I’m sorry I had no clue” Steve says shaking his head walking over and hugging her.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know” Nat sighs.

“And hey, if it helps I've always thought of you as my meddlesome little sister” Steve says making Nat snort.

“And you’re like my annoying ass big brother,” Nat says making Steve chuckle.

“We good?” Steve asks

“Yeah, we’re good” Nat smiles.

Steve was standing in the kitchen with the others watching as JJ squealed and babbled with excitement as Nat gave him his breakfast. JJ’s happiness and unfiltered joy were the only light within the compound, the only thing that made everyone crack a genuine smile.

Steve blinked and suddenly he could see you also sat at the table. Your hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. Smiling warmly over at JJ before glancing over at Steve.

He tried his hardest not to blink, staring at space where he could see you. Not wanting you to disappear like you always did.

“Hey guys, I’ve got some news for you” Rhodey sighs grabbing everyone’s attention.

Steve blinked a couple times, sighing when he looked back to where you were sat to see an empty chair.

“Good or bad?” Nat asks him.

“Not great” Rhodey sighs shaking his head.

“Is it Tony?” Steve asks turning to face Rhodey.

“No he’s good, recovering well,” Rhodey says shaking his head.

“You two are getting court-martialed” Rhodey sighs nodding to Steve and Nat.

“Because of the accords?” Nat asks shifting in her seat.

“Yeah, I tried to put it off and stop it, but I couldn’t I’m sorry, a lawyer has already been arranged for you” Rhodey explains.

“What are our chances?” Steve asks crossing his arms over his chest.

“I can’t say for certain but better than before, I know T’Challa had been campaigning to scrap them, got fairly close from what I heard but Ross had too much sway” Rhodey explains.

“You might be able to get deals like house arrest or permanent retirement or something” Rhodey adds glancing over at JJ.

“Thanks for letting us know, when do we meet the lawyer?” Steve asks with a deep sigh.

“He’s swinging by this afternoon” Rhodey sighs pausing by the door before heading out.

“Well, we’re fu- screwed” Nat sighed stopping herself from swearing when Steve gave her a look of warning.

“We don’t know that,” Steve tells her.

“They’ll probably be lenient you guys did try and stop Thanos that must count for something” Bruce points out.

“We haven’t even been able to hire our own lawyer! They’ve probably hired some deadbeat who’s never won a case” Nat complains.

“Let’s just see what happens when they get here, we can always petition for a different lawyer” Steve reasons but Nat scoffs shaking her head.

Later on, Friday informed them the lawyer was pulling into the compound. Leaving JJ with Bruce, Steve and Nat made their way outside. They watched as the black Audi pulled up, a tall bearded, dark brown-haired guy climbing out. He grabbed his briefcase before walking over to the pair of them.

“Andy Barber, I already know who you guys are” he introduces himself shaking Steve’s hand.

“Thanks for coming out” Steve thanks him.

“It’s nothing, let’s work on getting you guys off the hook” Andy smiles gesturing for them to head inside.

Sitting down in a conference room, coincidentally the one where they were given the accords, Andy pulled out a legal pad ready to make notes.

“I’m sure you’ve got some questions so shall we get those out of the way first?” Andy says leaning forward against the table.

“What are your credentials?” Nat asks leaning back in her chair arms folded over her chest.

“We’ll I’ve worked in prosecuting since I started, moved through the ranks up to the assistant district attorney in Newton Massachusetts” Andy explains, Steve frowning in confusion.

“Prosecution? I thought you were defending us?” Steve questions.

“I am, I swapped to the other side a couple of years back” Andy explains.

“Why?” Nat asks.

“I got experience of being on the receiving end, which made me want to swap sides and help those who are wrongly accused, but my experience in prosecution makes me one of the best defence lawyers you can find,” Andy says with a small smirk.

“Well we’re gonna need a pretty dammed good one,” Steve says with an amused huff.

“I wouldn’t be so pessimistic, I’ve read the case files and the accords and the case against you is pretty weak,” Andy tells them shaking his head.

“It is?” Nat asks surprised.

“Well the begin with the accords was a violation of your human rights, it was sugar-coated with a lot of political bullshit but it turned you into weapons, I get what they were trying to do but it was the wrong way to go about it” Andy explains pointing down at the table.

“Also it left the world pretty much undefended, you guys tried your hardest though and that will help your case, plus a lot of countries were already thinking of pulling out, thanks to the king of Wakanda and his negotiating skills” Andy continues.

“But to solidify the case, your testimonies of what happened during the events of the accords and the two years following will really help” he finishes grabbing his pen ready to make notes.

Steve and Nat recount everything they could. Neither of them left out a single detail. Andy made his notes, occasionally asking questions and getting them to elaborate. The only thing Steve held back was your treatment in the raft. Unsure whether it was a good idea or not, it was only him that knew every detail and he didn’t know if you’d be okay with a courtroom knowing.

“Well I think I have everything I need for now, I’ll be back in a couple of days to go over the testimonies,” Andy says packing up his things.

“Great thank you for your help I have to say we weren’t expecting someone hired by Ross to be so competent” Steve admits shaking Andy’s hand.

“Oh, Secretary Ross was one of the ones who didn’t make it” Andy explains.

“That helps our case” Nat smirks.

“And it was Tony Stark who hired me” Andy finishes, Steve and Nat sharing a surprised look.

“Are you sure it wasn’t Pepper Potts?” Steve asks.

“No it was definitely Mr Stark, he called me himself,” Andy tells them.

“Hm, let me walk you out” Steve offers.

As they walked through the compound Steve thought more and more about whether to tell him about the raft. It would help their case.

“Can I ask you something off the record?” Steve asks once they stepped outside.

“You’re not on trial yet Mr Rogers” Andy reminds him.

“Call me Steve please, and um I have something else to tell you about the accords, but it’s sensitive,” Steve says wringing his hands together.

“You have my confidence Steve, we don’t have to tell the courts every detail,” Andy tells him.

“Um good, well when the others were in the raft, they wanted information on my whereabouts so they targeted Y/N, my wife, they tortured her, used a shock collar…. Groped her” Steve says shaking his head and moving foot to foot as his emotions simmered.

“I understand, you don’t need to explain anymore, I can with your permission use their treatment of her to help with your case, but nobody has to know about the details, I won’t say anything about the inappropriate touching” Andy explains putting a hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“Thank you,” Steve says clearing his throat.

“It’s nothing, and my condolences,” Andy says a sad look in his eyes.

“Thanks, I know we aren’t exactly everyone’s favourite people right now so thank you for helping us,” Steve says shrugging his shoulders slightly.

“I didn’t have anyone left to lose so my life hasn’t really changed” Andy admits looking down at the floor.

“I’m sorry” Steve sighs.

“It's okay, life goes on, you find new things to focus on, like work, friends or a kid,” Andy says referring to JJ making Steve chuckle gently.

“He is definitely my priority” Steve nods.

“Good, treasure it, they don’t stay young forever,” Andy says before getting into his car.

A couple of weeks later Steve and Nat were stepping out onto the streets of New York free men. It was a surprisingly easy case thanks to Andy’s courtroom skills. They didn’t have to retire either, they could remain in active duty if they wanted.

“Congratulations guys, enjoy your freedom, just avoid breaking the law in the future” Andy smiles shaking their hands.

“Thank you Andy” Nat smiles.

“It’s nothing, happy to help” Andy nods.

“Ready to head back to the compound?” Nat asks looking up at Steve.

“Um no, I think I might have a walk around the park first, get some air” Steve sighs clearing his throat quietly.

“Sure, I’ll see you back at the compound and I’ll watch JJ, give Banner a break” Nat nods making Steve chuckle quietly.

“Thanks Nat” Steve says with a small smile before watching her walk back to the car.

“You okay Steve?” Andy asks.

“Yeah… just that was a lot… brought up some stuff…” Steve mutters shaking his head as he looked down at the floor.

Steve hadn’t been looking forward to today at all. But the part he hated the most was when your torture was brought up. While the most sensitive parts were left out, hearing it again just reminded Steve how much of a failure he was. He failed to protect you against the guard, failed to protect you against Thanos.

“I understand, it’s never easy hearing that sort of stuff no matter how many times you’ve already heard it,” Andy says putting a hand on Steve’s shoulders.

“But look if you ever need a completely impartial ear to talk to, here’s my number and just give me a call” Andy offers passing Steve his card.

“Thanks Andy,” Steve says as he looks down at the business card.

“And I know it doesn’t seem like it right now, but it does get easier I promise, lean on others around you and don’t isolate yourself like I did,” Andy tells him.

Steve just nods unable to bring himself to say anything. He knew his voice would fail if he tried.

“I’ll see you around,” Andy says before heading back to his car.

Steve took a deep breath to calm himself before heading off towards the park. As he walked he kept his head down trying not to draw attention to himself. As he walked the noise in his head grew louder and louder, reminding him how much of a failure he was and will continue to be.

As he turned down on street he saw a street performer standing on the corner. Steve paused for a moment watching as he performed tricks to try and impress the crowd. It was all simple tricks it wasn’t real, but it made Steve wonder what he’d do if he had real magic.

He then remembered the wizard Bruce had mentioned, Dr Strange and Wong. He knew that Dr Strange wasn’t around anymore but Wong was. Without a second thought Steve hailed a cab and told the driver to take him to Bleecker Street.

As he pulled up outside he looked around at the damage still visible from the fight here. He stood on the doorstep of the sanctum watching as crews worked to repair the damage. One of the workers looked over spotted Steve, a harsh frown forming on his face.

“Hey!” The man shouted.

Steve blinked a couple of times before quickly turning and heading inside the sanctum. As he slams the door shut he hears the man shout “coward!”

“Captain Rogers?” Steve hears someone say behind him.

Looking over his shoulder he sees Wong standing at the top of the large staircase which had a massive hole in it.

“Yes, it's Wong isn’t it?” Steve asks taking a couple of steps forward.

“Yes, can I help you?” Wong says walking down the stairs, using magic to bridge the gap.

“Um yeah, at least I hope so” Steve nods rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“What do you need?” Wong asks his brows furrowing.

“A spell, or whatever it is you guys do, my wife was killed in the snap and I need to-“ Steve starts before getting interrupted by Wong holding up his hand.

“I know what you want” Wong sighs lowering his hand.

“Great, so can- can you do it?” Steve asks hopefully.

“No, such a spell if it were to exist would require a trade, a permanent one,” Wong says shaking his head.

“So? There’s countless of people out there, murderers, criminals that shouldn’t be allowed to live instead of her! Take one of them” Steve argues throwing his arm out.

“Captain-“ Wong starts but Steve talks over him.

“Take me! I don’t deserve to be here! I failed her! Failed everyone! I can’t give JJ needs, I’ll fail him like I already did when he was younger” Steve continues pulling his arm back, hand gesturing to his chest.

“He needs his mother, not me” Steve states.

Silence falls in the room, Steve biting his lip as he looks down at the floor. His vision was blurry when looked back over at Wong.

“Please” Steve whispered his voice breaking.

“As far as I’m aware no such spell exists” Wong starts making Steve’s shoulders drop with disappointment

“but I’ll research into it to be sure, why don’t you sit down and have some tea while you wait” Wong suggests making a portal to another room open, a pot of tea waiting on the other side.

“Thank you Wong” Steve sighs stepping through the portal.

The portal around him closes once he stepped foot in the room. It was a simple and small room, with only a couple of chairs and a table. What stood out the most was the lack of windows and doors.

Steve wasn’t sure how long he’d been waiting when he heard the sound of a portal opening behind him. He turns hopefully but instead of seeing Wong, he sees a very angry and upset Nat.

Before he has a chance to say anything Nat storms over and slaps his hard across the face.

“Don’t you dare think about leaving us! Not even for a fucking second” she snaps, her chest heaving as she pointed harshly at his chest.

“I’m trying to bring her back!” Steve argues rubbing his cheek.

“By offering yourself in return! How could you! Did you even think about JJ in all of this!“ Nat shouts shaking her head.

“I was only thinking of him! I can’t raise him Nat, not on my own! Fuck I spent so much of his first year of life going on missions because I knew I would fail!” Steve snaps turning his back on her and beginning to pace.

“And she reminded you that it wasn’t the case at all! God Steve how do you think she’d feel if the spell worked! Do you really want to put her through the pain you’re feeling now? You are the only man she’s ever loved and you would be willing to take that from her!” Nat argues moving around him and stopping him from pacing.

“Nat-“ Steve starts going to argue back.

“No! You think about that, actually think about it and picture what it would be like for her, in excruciating detail because none of this right now is your fault, but if you went through with it that pain she’d be feeling would be your fault” Nat states glaring up at him.

Steve gulps slightly before looking down at the floor as he thought about what Nat said. The last few months had been the hardest he’s ever had to go through. They made waking up from the ice seems like a breeze. If it wasn’t for JJ he wasn’t sure if he would have survived it. Putting you in that position was a thought he couldn’t bare thinking about.

“We don’t trade lives Steve, even if we desperately wish we could” Nat sighed as Steve sat down, his legs close to giving out.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking straight” Steve whispered his voice shaking.

“It’s okay, I’m sorry I slapped you” Nat apologises wrapping her arm around his shoulders.

“No it's okay I deserved it, Y/N would have frozen me if she was here” Steve sighs looking up at her.

“Yeah, she would have,” Nat says with a half-hearted chuckle.

“Have you thought about talking to someone Steve? A therapist or something, help you work through all this?” Nat asks after a moment.

“No, but I’ll be fine, there are people out there who need it more,” Steve says shaking his head.

“Well just consider it okay?” Nat tells him.

“Okay,” Steve agrees.

When Steve woke he felt like there was a massive weight on his chest. The same weight that had been present for a few weeks now. Steve was used to it now. He sighed rolling over, pulling the covers up further wanting to fall back asleep. Groaning when he heard JJ was awake.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly as he sat up, sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped as he willed himself to face the day. He went about his normal routine, getting himself and JJ ready.

“You looked exhausted Steve” Nat sighs as he sat giving JJ his breakfast.

“I’m fine” Steve mutters shaking his head tiredly.

“You should rest, and have some time to yourself I can watch JJ for however long you need,” Nat tells him squeezing his shoulder.

“Thanks Nat anything you might need is in my room just come grab it,” Steve says forcing a small smile.

“Go on, off you go, enjoy your free time” Nat smile patting Steve’s shoulder as he stood, taking his place.

Once Steve was alone he tried to work out what he wanted to do. His mind drew a blank, nothing seeming appealing other than collapsing in bed. But he felt like he should do something, make good use of his time.

He went to grab his trainers thinking maybe a run would help but he couldn’t bring himself to. Instead, he sat down on the bed leaning against the headboard and grabbed his sketchbook. He flipped through to an empty page, tapping his pencil against it waiting for inspiration to strike.

It didn’t. He couldn’t even bring himself to sketch the chair in the corner.

Setting the sketchbook on the side with a big huff he stood up from the bed. He began to pace the room scratching the back of his neck, stretching out his back as a feeling of restlessness came over him. Yet he had no desire to do anything.

In the end, he started tidying. It wasn’t messy by any means but Steve had been putting off putting stuff away, leaving things in organised piles. One of the worst places was the closet so Steve tackled that first.

He was sitting on the floor sorting through some items when he found a brown paper bag hidden under a couple of boxes. Frowning he grabbed it, tipping out the contents, his breath catching when he saw what it was.

“I was making a scrapbook of sorts, filled with stuff from our time together, our first year married” you had told him.

His fingers shake as he opens up the scrapbook, finding a picture of you and Steve from the early days laughing. He sniffles back the tears as he flips through finding photos, ticket stubs and little mementoes.

He breaks down when he reaches the pages filled with photos from your wedding. Everyone looked so happy, and you looked so beautiful. His favourite photo is one from the reception. You were sat sideways across his lap, cupping his cheek as you smiled at him resting your forehead against his.

Steve had to close the book when he felt the heavy sensation on his chest that had become far too familiar. He pushes himself to his feet holding himself steady as he stumbles through the room before sitting down on the bed. He pinches the bridge of his nose as he tried to calm himself but it was no use.

From that day on his nightmares got worse and the dark grey feeling grew larger and larger. He relied on Nat and Bruce more as he had less energy to look after JJ. It had gotten to the point more of JJ’s stuff was in Nat’s room than his, and Steve knew he should be feeling guilty but he felt nothing.

One night after a particularly bad nightmare Steve found himself walking through the compound corridor. He was intended on getting a glass of water but he spotted Tony’s bar.

He took a deep breath before moving behind the bar grabbing the nearest bottle of scotch and sitting down at the bar. He pours himself a healthy measure, throwing it back, the hard liquor burning his throat. He knew it wouldn’t help, but the burn did, it made him feel something. So relying on the serum to keep him sober he poured another. And another. And another

He didn’t remember falling asleep but he woke up to the sound of JJ squealing with laughter. Lifting his head from the bar he looked around finding Nat standing a short distance away, JJ on her hip, frown on her face.

“Are you drunk?” She states.

“No, I can’t get drunk” Steve sighs bitterly pushing the now-empty bottle of scotch away.

“Have you been here all night?” She asks him walking closer.

“Not all night no” Steve mutters shaking his head.

“Dada!” JJ shouts reaching out for Steve.

Steve forces a small smile for his son but makes no movement towards him.

“Go get some water and go lie down Steve, I’ve got him” Nat sighs shaking her head.

“Thanks, Nat” Steve sighs pushing himself up from the stool.

As he walks out of the room he heard JJ’s confused and sad calls for him. He pauses for a moment, almost looking over his shoulder before carrying on out of the room.

Each night after he had nightmares Steve would find himself back at the bar. The alcohol did nothing the numb the pain he felt but he felt comfortable in it. However, after a nightmare where he repeatedly watched you disappear in his hands, regular alcohol no longer seemed to work.

As he scoured the bar for something stronger, he found a small flask hidden behind multiple bottles. He pulls it out and flips the cap and takes a sniff, quickly realising it was Asgardian liquor. He grabs his tumbler pouring put a measure of whiskey before adding a couple of drops of the liquor. As he takes a large gulp the liquid burns more and he feels the buzz almost instantly.

To begin with, Steve takes it steady, remembering the warnings you and Thor always gave. He also didn’t want to run out too quickly. But as time passed and he experienced more and more nightmares, the more he added. Until he was drinking it straight, passing out on one of the couches.

He woke the next morning to the world’s worst headache which was made worse by Nat shaking him awake.

“Go away Romanoff” Steve grumbles shielding his eyes.

“Jesus Steve you stink! How much did you drink last night” Nat grimaces, screwing up her nose.

“Not much” Steve lies as his head begins to spin.

“Steve this isn’t good” Nat sighs shaking her head at him.

“I’m fine” Steve groans as he sits up, his head spinning.

Nat said something to him but he didn’t hear her as his stomach flipped and he found the nearest bin to throw up in. Nat curses as she watches him wretch, before spotting the flask on the floor.

“Fuck Steve how much of this did you drink?” She asks holding up the flask.

“I don’t know” Steve admits with a sigh as he slumps down beside the trashcan.

“It’s empty Steve” Nat sighs as she walks over crouching down in front of him.

“Fuck” Steve mutters under his breath running his hand through his hair.

“Steve you have to stop this, this isn’t healthy, you’re not sleeping, you’ve barely seen JJ in weeks,” Nat tells him putting her hand on his knee.

“I know, I’m sorry” Steve sighs sadly.

“I know it’s hard, but drinking it away won’t help, get some rest and tomorrow we’ll start afresh, and spend some time with JJ because that kid is pure sunshine,” Nat says making Steve chuckle weakly.

“He really is” he agrees with a sigh.

“And then you should find some help, a therapist or something to help you through this,” Nat tells him but Steve shakes his head.

“No, no therapist, I’ll do everything else but not that” Steve states.

“Steve-“ Nat says going to argue.

“No, there are millions of people that need that help more than I do, everyone lost someone because we didn’t stop Thanos, the least I can do is let them get the help they need first,” Steve tells her.

“Steve please” Nat sighs.

“No Nat, my mind’s made up” Steve sighs standing up and walking out before Nat could say anything else.

Ever since the morning Nat found Steve passed out and hungover on the couch, he made a conscious choice to focus on JJ. Nat was right he was a literally ray of sunshine in Steve’s life, the only thing keeping Steve from fully breaking down. So much so that he didn’t let his mind stray from JJ.

Steve had just gotten JJ ready for the day and was lying on the bed watching as JJ played with his teddy. JJ proudly held it out to Steve showing it off, giggling when Steve smiled in response. When Steve heard a knock on the door he called out telling whoever it was to come in.

“Hey, how are you?” Nat asks walking on and perching on the side of the bed beside JJ.

“Fine” Steve shrugs glancing up at her.

“I was thinking that since it's a nice day and it's not too cold yet, why don’t we head over to central park, maybe get someone an ice cream” Nat suggest tickling JJ’s stomach and making him squeal and laugh.

“Hmm sounds good, do you want ice cream?” Steve asks looking over at JJ.

“Ya!” JJ exclaims nodding his head excitedly.

“Seems like the decision has been made, give us a few minutes and we’ll be ready,” Steve tells Nat pushing himself up.

“Great I’ll meet you guys by the car” Nat smiles standing up.

JJ continued to play on the bed as Steve packed up everything he thought he needed. It took him much longer than he expected it to. His brain just seemed to be full of fog, at one point he was stood still staring at the floor. Only getting pulled from his stupor when JJ shouted.

“Dada!” JJ screams, Steve’s gaze instantly snapping to his son, spotting that his teddy was on the floor out of JJ’s reach.

Steve sighed running his hand down his face, fingers scratching at the ragged stubble over his cheeks.

“You scared me then JJ” Steve sighed walking over to pick up the teddy.

“Ory” JJ says, making Steve chuckle half-heartedly as he passes JJ back his teddy.

“It’s okay bean, c’mon Auntie Nat is probably waiting” Steve sighed picking JJ up.

He resigns to himself that he must have packed everything important. Grabbing the bag and heading out to meet Nat.

“You two ready to go?” Nat asks once they reached the car.

“Yeah, sorry we took a while,” Steve says holding back a yawn.

“It's fine why don’t you get him strapped in,” Nat says nodding to JJ “and I’ll drive us?"

“Sure, thanks Nat” Steve nods moving to put JJ down in his car seat.

As they drove away from the compound Steve stared out the window. Watching as the world went past, everything seemingly muted. He knew he should be laughing and smiling as JJ babbled along to the music but he couldn’t bring himself to. Continuing to stare out the window, stuck in his head even though there were no thoughts to think about.

He was paying so little attention to his surroundings that he hadn’t noticed Nat going in the wrong direction until the car came to a stop. He frowned as he glanced around trying to work out where they were.

“This isn’t the park,” Steve says looking over at Nat.

“I know I forgot to say I needed to run an errand on the way, come on I’ve got JJ,” Nat says climbing out of the car.

Steve sighed scratching his forehead before climbing out of the car. He stuffed his hands into his jean pockets, eyes on the floor as he followed Nat inside a building.

“Hi there, I’ve got a session booked for Steve Rogers,” Nat says once she reached the front desk.

Steve frowned looking up from the floor at Nat completely confused.

“Romanoff, what’s going on?” Steve asks frowning when Nat ignored him.

“Yes, of course, I’ll let Dr Raynor know you’re here,” the receptionist says picking up the phone.

Steve starts glancing around taking note of his surroundings for the first time. Everything had a calming nature to it all, with lots of plants and pictures of nature scenes. His eyes then landed on a display full of portraits, he spots the one above the name Dr Raynor seeing the word therapist next to it.

“Romanoff I said no to this” Steve states in annoyance.

“I know but as JJ’s godmother, it is in his best interest that you talk to someone who can actually help you” Nat fires back, turning to face him.

“I don’t need help, plus you promised to take him out for ice cream” Steve points out getting agitated.

“And I will, while you’re in your session me and JJ will go to the local park and once you’re done we can all go for ice cream as a reward” Nat explains.

“I’m not a child that needs a reward for doing something” Steve scoffs shaking his head, hands moving to rest on his hips.

“Good, glad I don’t need to bribe you” Nat states.

“Mr Rogers,” someone says behind him.

Turning around he spots a brown-haired woman who looked to be in her 50s. She raised an eyebrow when Steve huffed in annoyance.

“Pleasure to meet you, I’m Dr Raynor,” she says holding her hand out.

“I’m not doing this” Steve states looking back at Nat.

“Yes you are, it's one session” Nat retorts.

“I don’t care I’m not doing it!” Steve fires back, fury in his voice.

JJ then whimpers in Nat’s arms, a sad and scared expression on his face as he cowered away from Steve. Steve’s shoulders dropped feeling despondent as his son sought comfort from Nat instead of him.

“Do it for Y/N” Nat says gently as she soothed JJ.

Steve sighs before nodding slightly “okay, just this one session that’s it no more” Steve resigns.

“Fine, it’s better than nothing” Nat agrees nodding her head.

Steve nods “I’ll be back soon, have fun at the park I’m so sorry for scaring you,” Steve tells JJ gently, apologising for his outburst.

He sighs in relief when JJ sniffled back his tears, giving Steve a small smile when he ruffled his blond hair.

Turning around he faces Dr Raynor holding out his hand, finally shaking hers “it’s nice to meet you too” he says even if it wasn’t strictly true.

Dr Raynor raised a brow as if she knew Steve was lying “right this way” she says gesturing for Steve to follow her.

Steve sighs glancing one more over his shoulder at Nat. He watched as she got JJ to wave goodbye. A small smile grows on Steve’s face as he waves back before following Dr Raynor down the corridor.

“Make yourself comfortable,” Dr Raynor says as they walk into her offers, gesturing at the couch “do you want a glass of water”

“No I’m fine,” Steve says as he sits down, glancing out the window.

Dr Raynor nods as she sits down opposite him, grabbing her notebook and writing down something.

“How have you been sleeping?” Dr Raynor as she looks up from her notebook.

“Fine” Steve states, deciding to give as little as possible so he could leave.

“Any nightmares?” She presses.

Steve remains silent, turning his head away to look out of the window. He knew he wouldn’t get away with lying, and if he told the truth there was no way they’d let him leave. He heard Dr Raynor sigh before the sound of her pen against paper. Steve instantly scowls as he looks back over at her watching as she made notes.

“Stop that” Steve states.

Dr Raynor glances up at Steve from her notebook before looking back down. Returning to her note-taking.

“I said stop that!” Steve snaps, Dr Raynor sighing as she closed the book resting her hands over the top of it.

“Stop what?” she asks her calm, unbothered gaze meeting his.

“making notes, there’s nothing to make notes on, I’m fine I don’t need your help” Steve rants gesturing to her book.

“Why do you think that?” she asks tilting her head “why do you think you don’t need help?”

“because I don’t, and even if I did there are a million other people out there that need your help more than me, and it’s my fault so they should go first!” he exclaims before letting out a deep sigh and looking down at his lap, fingers fiddling “it’s only fair”

“Can I be honest with you?” Dr Raynor asks getting Steve to glance up at her, shrugging his shoulders in answer.

“You were born at the end of the great war, a war no one ever thought we’d see the likes of again. Your father died when you were a baby, and you grew up in the great depression with barely anything with your mother. You were constantly sick due to a vast number of illnesses and diseases, your mother nursing you back to health while also working, eventually becoming ill herself and dying when you were 18 leaving you all alone” Dr Raynor starts, Steve goes to interrupt but she holds up her hand to stop her.

“war then broke out, you risking everything to be enlisted and finally being given the chance with the super soldier program. You were paraded around like a circus monkey while men laid down their lives, and when you finally got the chance to go to the front lines you watch countless people die, one of them being your best friend, you found the first love of your life only to have to sacrifice yourself and wake up in this new world” she continues.

“you then only had a couple of months before you were thrown back into active duty against aliens, putting your life on the line to save the planet. From that day forward the world continued to get pulled out from under your feet, SHIELD being Hydra, your best friend being alive, and the accords. However you still managed to find some light in your wife, and your son” she says, Steve’s fists clenching at the mention of you and JJ.

“but then Thanos arrived and snapped away half the universe, people lost friends, family and loved ones something you feel you failed to stop, especially since it also took your wife” she sighs “and that is only the stuff I know from the internet, so I’m sure there’s a lot more, so honestly out of everyone else on this planet… no one needs therapy more than you” she finishes.

Silence falls in the room as Dr Raynor’s words sink in. Steve wanted to argue, say every this wrong and false but he couldn’t. He had gone through everything she’d said, and she barely scratched the surface. Seeing it laid out in front of him in black and white left no room for debate anymore.

He let out a deep sigh before looking out of the window at the trees outside “will all our sessions be as brutal as this?” he finally asks looking back over at her.

A small grin appears on her lips as she puts her notebook back down to the side “no, so shall we continue?” she asks gently, Steve nodding his head.

An hour later Steve was stepping out of Dr Raynor’s office feeling emotionally raw but at the same time freer. The weight on his shoulders wasn’t completely gone but it was getting lighter. Dr Raynor was able to explain his feelings and why he felt the way he did, she let him get everything off his chest.

As he stepped outside he shoved his hands in his pockets taking a deep breath. Closing his eyes as he tilted his head back, looking up at the sky.

JJ’s excited squeals pull Steve from his thoughts “Dada!”

Looking over in his direction Steve smiled when he saw Nat walking over, JJ in her arms. A warm smile spread over Steve’s face as he watched JJ bounce in Nat’s arms, reaching out and grabbing for Steve. Steve quickly walked over taking JJ from Nat’s arms lifting him high above his head laughing at JJ’s squeals and giggles. He then hugged him tightly running his hands over JJ’s head, kissing it as he rocked JJ back and forth.

“you okay?” Nat asks after a moment.

“yeah, I’m good” Steve smiles looking over at her “thank you for forcing me here, it really helped”

Nat chuckles nodding her head “good, I’m glad now I think I promised the both of you ice cream” Nat smirks making Steve chuckle.

“you ready for ice cream?” Steve asks JJ, tickling his stomach and making him squeal with laughter, nodding his head.

“c’mon then” Steve smiles heading off with Nat and JJ towards the nearest ice cream shop.

It had been 7 months since Thanos visited earth and wiped out half the universe and Steve felt… okay. He’d been attending therapy twice a week for the last 2 months, building a healthy routine around him and JJ. He’d gotten back into running again, the exercise opening up his chest and allowing him to breathe.

He still had days where he was overcome with grief, days he’d wake up and reach out to find you gone. But with techniques that Dr Raynor gave him, he was able to have those moments and days and not let them get in the way of raising his son and living his life like you’d want him to.

Even as the festive period drew closer Steve was able to find joy every day of his life. He laughed sitting at the table while he helped JJ make festive decorations. Making sure the paint JJ was using wasn’t flying everywhere.

“Knock, knock” Steve heard someone say behind him, frowning when he recognised the voice.

Turning around his suspicions were confirmed when he saw Tony leaning against the door frame. Steve’s jaw dropped slightly, he expected to never see Tony again, let alone Tony actively coming to him. He looked better, the skinny sickly version that Steve last saw was long gone.

“Tony, how- how are you?” Steve asks stuttering in surprise.

“Good wanted to see it with my own eyes” Tony sighs nodding over at JJ.

“oh yeah right, this is JJ” Steve introduces before getting JJ’s attention “JJ this is Tony”

JJ gives Tony a giggle and a wave, making a small smile appear on Tony’s face.

“I was wondering if we could talk?” Tony asks after a moment.

“um yeah sure, just give me a moment to tidy up” Steve agrees nodding his head.

Steve quickly packs up JJ’s art supplies making sure to leave his multi-coloured swirls to dry. He then grabbed JJ quickly cleaning up the paint JJ managed to get on him with some baby wipes. As he worked his mind ran trying to work out what Tony was here to say, what if it was bad news? He then lifts JJ out of his chair and leads Tony through to the common room.

“Sorry Nat and Bruce are out today so he’s gonna have to listen in,” Steve says as he puts JJ down on his play mat.

“It's fine, it's nothing serious anyway” Tony sighs as he sits down on the couch, Steve nods as he also sits down.

Silence falls in the room, the only noise being JJ playing and giggling. Steve wasn’t sure what to say, so much had gone on between the two of them and that was before Thanos.

“I know Pep already told you, but um we’re expecting our first kid in a couple of months, Pep’s doing great, especially considering the scare I gave her at the beginning” Tony starts wringing his hands together “we weren’t going to find out the gender but caved and found out a couple of weeks ago, we’re having a little girl”

A small but sincere smile grows on Steve’s face at the idea of Tony having a daughter “congratulations Tony, I really mean it” Steve nods.

“Thanks, and well it got me thinking really, well actually more panicking than anything else, scared wondering how on earth I was going to raise this little girl, but Pepper gave me a pep talk, reminded me that we have each other but it made me realise that you don’t have anyone, doing this all on your own,” Tony says glancing over at JJ, Steve sighs bowing his head sadly.

“and I’m really sorry, out of everyone I think you got given the worst hand and if I can make that easier for you then I will, because despite everything that happened I still care for your righteous ass” Tony continues making Steve let out a small huff of a laugh.

“language,” he says making Tony chuckle quietly.

“Right sorry, little ears” Tony smirks nodding over to JJ “but look I know everything won’t be sunshine and rainbows between us but I want us to be able to help each other, you giving me advice on how to be a dad, me and pep looking after JJ to give you a break, anything”

Steve smiles nodding his head “yeah that sounds good, maybe the two kids can have a less rocky friendship than us” he says making Tony laugh.

“we can only hope” Tony smiles as he stands up “can I?” he asks pointing to JJ.

“yeah of course” Steve nods watching as Tony gently picked JJ up, moving back and sitting down on the couch.

JJ laughed and giggled as Tony pulled funny faces, tickling his stomach. His infectious laugh spread to Steve and Tony.

“um I wanted to thank you for hiring that lawyer for me and Nat, you really saved our skin,” Steve says after a moment.

“it was nothing, you were right about the accords, the right idea but the wrong way to go about it, and I wanted to try and put it right” Tony admits shrugging his shoulders “he wasn’t supposed to tell you though” he muttered making Steve chuckle.

“Andy was nice, very understanding of my situation said I could call him if I needed to talk,” Steve tells him.

“I’m glad, after everything you deserve to be happy,” Tony says with a small smile.

“you too” Steve smiles.

Steve then glanced to the side when something in the corner of his vision caught his eye. His breath caught when he saw you leaning against the wall a warm smile on your face as you watched Tony and JJ. Your gaze then moved to him and your smile grew, looking over at him proudly. Steve took a deep breath steadying himself because, for the first time, he didn’t feel guilty or sad, he was happy to see you.

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Character/Fandom List

(Updated February 5th, 2023)

*I DO NOT WRITE FOR CELEBRITIES.

*Strikethrough means currently not accepting requests for said character/fandom

*If you see a character that is not listed, please ask! I’m sure I write for that character, I just forgot to put it on this very long list!

*If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask!

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DC Extended Universe

Suicide Squad (2016) / The Suicide Squad (2021)

Abner Krill/Polka-Dot Man, Christopher Smith/Peacemaker, Cleo Cazo/Ratcatcher 2, Floyd Lawton/Deadshot, Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn, Rick Flag, Robert Dubois/Bloodsport

Birds Of Prey

Dinah Lance/Black Canary, Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn, Helena Bertinelli/The Huntress, Roman Sionis/Black Mask

Fear Street Trilogy

Cindy Berman, Deena Johnson, Heather Watkins. Christine “Ziggy” Berman*,Kate Schmidt, Nick Goode*, Ruby Lane, Samantha Fraser, Simon, Tommy Slater

*Please specify which actor

The Last of Us (HBO)

Joel Miller, Tess Servopoulos

The Good Place

Chidi Anagonye, Eleanor Shellstrop, Janet, Jason Mendoza, Michael, Tahani Al-Jamil

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Movies

Ajak, Alexei/The Red Gurdian, America Chavez, Bruce Banner/The Hulk, Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel, Christine Palmer, Clint Barton/Hawkeye, Darcy Lewis, Doctor Stange Variants, Drax the Destroyer, Druig, Gamora, Gilgamesh, Hela, Hope van Dyne/The Wasp, Ikaris, James “Bucky” Barnes/The Winter Soldier, James “Rhodey” Rhodes/War Machine, Jane Foster, Jimmy Woo, Katy, Kingo, Lady Sif, Loki, Makkari, Mantis, Maria Hill, May Parker, Melina, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow, Nebula, Nick Fury, Peggy Carter, Peter Parker Variants, Peter Parker/Spider-Man, Peter Quill/Star-Lord, Phastos, Phil Coulson, Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver, Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America, Scott Lang/Ant-Man, Sersi, Shang-Chi, Sharon Carter, Sprite, Stephen Strange/Doctor Strange, Steve Rogers/Captain America, Thena, Thor, Tony Stark/Iron Man, T’Challa/Black Panther, Valentina Allegra de Fontaine, Valkyrie, Virginia “Pepper” Potts, Vision, Wanda Maximoff Variants, Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch, Wong, Xialing, Yelena Belova

Disney+ Series

*This list is for characters who have not appeared in any movie (with the exception of Captain Carter.)

Agatha Harkness, Bruno Carrelli, Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk, Joaquin Torres, Kamala Khan/Ms. Marvel, Kate Bishop/Hawkeye, Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab, Madisynn King, Mallory Book, Marc Spector, Mary MacPherran/Titania, Matt Murdock/Daredevil, Maya Lopez, Mobius, Monica Rambeau, Nikki Ramos, Peggy Carter/Captain Carter, Ralph Bogner/”Pietro” Maximoff, Star-Lord T’Challa, Steve Grant, Strange Supreme, Sylvie, Taweret

Agents Of Sheild Series

Melinda May, Grant Ward, Daisy “Skye” Johnson/Quake, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Lance Hunter, Bobbi Morse, Alphonso “Mack” Mackenzie, Lincoln Campbell, Elena “Yo-Yo” Rodriguez, Deke Shaw

Netflix Series

*I plan on watching all Marvel Netflix Series. Though Because Matt Murdok was in No Way Home and She-Hulk, I still will write for him.

Spider-Verses

The Amazing Spider-Man

Gwen Stacy, Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Into the Spider-Verse

Gwen Stacy/Spider-Woman, Miles Morales/Spider-Man, Olivia Octavius/Doctor Octopus, Peter B. Parker/Spider-Man

X-Men

Alex Summers/Havok, Bobby Drake/Iceman, Charles Xavier/Professor X*,Ellie Phimister/Negasonic Teenage Warhead, Erik Legnsherr/Magneto*,Hank McCoy/Beast*,James “Logan” Howlett/Wolverine, Jean Grey/Dark Phoenix*,Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler*,Marie D’Ancanto/Rogue, Nathan Sumers/Cable, Neena Thurman/Domino, Ororo Monroe/Storm*,Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver, Psylocke*,Raven Darkholme/Mystique*,Scott Summers/Cyclops*,Wade Wilson/Deadpool, Warren Worthington III/Angel*

*Please specify which actor.

Free Guy

Guy, Millie Ruck, Walter “Keys” McKey

The Office

Jim Halpert, Pam Beesly

Wednesday

Ajax Petropolus, Biance Barclay, Enid Sinclair, Gomez Addams*,Larissa Weems, Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates. Morticia Addams*,Tyler Galpin, Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Yoko Tanaka

*Please specify which actor.

Star Wars

Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Ben Solo/Kylo Ren, Bix Caleen, Bo-Katan Kryze, Boba Fett, Captain Phasma, Cassian Andor, Cobb Wanth, Din Djarin/The Mandalorian, Fennec Shand, Finn, General Hux, Han Solo, Jyn Erso, Lando Calrissian, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padme Amidala, Poe Dameron, Princess/General Leia Organa, Qi’ra, Reva Sevander/Third Sister, Rey, Rose Tico, Zorii Bliss

Stranger Things

Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson, Eleven Hopper, Jim Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Joyce Byers, Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Michael Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Will Byers

*I do not write for Billy Hargrove

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Distraction | Echo MCU | Henry ‘Black Crow’ Lopez

Chapter : Avenging

Pairing: Henry ‘Black Crow’ Lopez x Erika ‘Vixen’ Montes

Infinity War - Thanos: Snap Year 2018

After Thor killing Thanos with Nat, Bruce, Steve, Carol, Rhodey, Steve, Nebula and Rocket. How much she couldn't handle it all. Steve check up on her. "We did everything we could Erika." Knowing that Thanos Destroyed the Stones.

Tears running down her face. "We lost people in our lives. It was such a big lost. Steve, I don't even know how I can move past this. You know after Killing Thanos, will we ever get them back? " Even the most powerful came together couldn't stop Thanos. It didn't made her feel better at all.Erika was in Battle along with other heroes, Her mother died in battle. Her Sister Stacey, Cousin Ned Leeds even his best friend Peter Parker in space, Kuya Denny were snapped. Her Father left the montes sisters at a young age. She stayed at her Lola's house during the five years at New York. Ned's Lola is her mother's aunt. She felt so alone. Lola knew her granddaughters were gifted and heroes. "Na miss na kita. Neng you can stay here as long as you want." (I miss you so much, Baby or young girl.) She couldn't have been more proud of her. Welcoming Erika into her home . Lola was confused and couldn't believe it that Ned and Stacey were snapped and Erika had to remind her Lola and answer her questions. "Lola they are all gone, we did everything we could to stop yung malaking purple na lalaki." As Erika tears going down her face. Lola comforts her. "Alam kung babalik sila sa atin." (I just know that they will come back to us.) As Lola caress her face and gently wipes her face. Within those five years the two have grown closer than ever.

"Thanks Lola. But I have to go back to San Francisco soon."

Avengers: Endgame

During the five years there was many emotions Erika felt. Grieve, Anger, Depression, Sadness, Regret. That was the first time she felt she couldn't handle everyones emotions. She usually can block them. But she got to move forward and live her life. She have met many heroes in her life.

Tears running down her face. "We lost people in our lives. It was such a big lost. Steve, I don't even know how I can move past this. Killing Thanos wasn't the solution now is it, will we ever get them back? " Even the most powerful came together couldn't stop Thanos. It didn't made her feel better.

Over the years Nat have checked on everybody.

Erika was originally from San Francisco, California. She went back to her hometown. That's when she came across Scott. "You're that superhero kid that can stop bullets with her eyes! Wow! How long has it been? How long I was gone?" He recognized her.

Squinting her eyes from a far. "Oh... My... God... Scott? I thought you were snapped away." She smiled. Recognizing him. Then Scott wanted her to meet his daughter Cassie.

Erika Immediately taking him to Avengers head quarters. "Steve! Nat! Look who I brought. " Erika smiling and yelling she now patting Scotts back seeing the camera is now on. Motioning that the camera is on... "Oh, Hi, Hi! Uh is anyone home?"

"Yes, someones there I know Natasha and Steve should be in the headquarters. I just told you the camera is on." Erika says sassily.

Scott continues to talk to the camera. "This is, uh Scott Lang. We met at the Airport... In Germany. I was the guy who got really big. I had a mask on. You wouldn't recognize me. Ant-Man. I know you know that." Then Scott, points at her, still not knowing that Nat and Steve can see him. "She knows! She's Vixen! Who woulda known she was also from San Francisco. I really need to talk to you guys." Steve thinking it was an old message. Then Scott explains to Nat, Steve and Erika Quantum Physics.

With Time Travel we finally got Tony he made up with Steve, Bruce and Rocket got Thor back and Natasha and Erika got Clint together.

Everyones taking notes on the stones.

It was hard to watch Thor explain the Aether Stone/ The Reality Stone. Erika was going to explain the Stone through his Memories. "I'm awake. No I got it. I'll do the story telling. No need to look into my Memories."

Erika couldn't help but love animals and Rocket even though he got a mouth. Tony did call him a Build a Bear. Her Lola use to send her Build a Bears when she was little. Rocket said that while talking about The Power Stone. Peter Quill stole The Power Stone from Morag the planet. Scott ask, "Like a planet, in outer space."

Rocket patting his head. "Oh, It's like a little puppy. Do you wanna go to space. Do you wanna go to space puppy? I take ya to space." Teasing him. While everyone having Chinese take out. Then Rocket looks over to Erika. "Can't believe this little girl is strong and full of happiness."

Nebula explaining the Soul Stone. "Vormir is Domination of Death at the very center of celestial existence. It's where Thanos murdered my sister." Then, Scott awkwardly says, "Not it."

Bruce and Erika explain the Time Stone. She has encountered Dr. Strange through her Mother, was an Ally of Strange and Wong. Thanos thought the Time stone was with Diane as she was one of the Time Stone protectors. While everyone’s tired and lying down.

Nat, "That Time Stone guy."

Bruce, "Doctor Strange."

Nat, "Yeah, what kind of Doctor was he?"

Erika, "A Neurosurgeon."

Tony, " Ear Nose Throat meets Rabbit from hat."

Nat, "Wait, He lives in New York."

Erika, Just releasing along with Natasha she quickly sat up facing Nat. "Yeah, he does. We have some stones here in New York." Gasps out of excitement.

Bruce and Tony talks over Nat and Erika, "Blecker and Sullivan Street."

Tony, "Have you been listening to anything."

Nat adds "Guys, If you pick the right year. there are three stones in New York." That causes Hulk to get up saying, "Shut the front door."

There are Six Stones, Three Teams and One shot. Space, Mind, Reality, Power, Time, and Soul.

Steve, Bruce, Tony, and Scott got the Space, Time, Power Stone

Thor and Rocket got the Reality Stone.

Nebula, Rhodey, Nat, Clint, and Erika got the Soul Stone and Power Stone. While they Spilt into two Rhodey and Nebula team up together while Nat, Clint, and Erika team up together at Vormir.

2014 Thanos knows about the future. Nebula tried to warn Nat, Clint, and Erika.

Nat, "Bet the Raccoon didn't have to climb a mountain. It's so easy for her she could levitate and fly." Motions at Erika.

Clint, "Technically he's not a Raccoon you know."

Erika, "He actually is, he was experimented on though. That's how he can talk." Nat gave both Clint and Erika a look.

Nat, "Oh, whatever. He eats garbage." Erika rolls her eyes playfully and giggles.

The Red Skull welcomes the three. "Welcome." The three goes on their fighting stances. Nat points her gun, Clint got his Ronin Sword and Erika got her magic and her bladed red fans ready in a fighting stance.

"Natasha daughter of Ivan, Erika Daughter of Diane, Clint of Edith."

Nat still pointing a Gun to the gun, "Who are you?"

2014 Red Skull, "Consider me a guide. To you, and to all who seek the Soul Stone."

Nat, "Oh, good. You tell us where it is. Then we'll be on our way.

"Ah, liebchen– If only it were that easy." Red Skull leads the three to the cliff. "-What you seek lies in front of you... as does what you fear."

Nat, "The stone is down there."

Red Skull, "For one of you. For the other... In order to take the stone, you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul, for a soul." Natasha sitting on a log while Clint watches the Stonekeeper. As Erika saw a vision of Gamora being pushed by Thanos to get the Soul Stone five years ago also a vision of Natasha taking the fall off the cliff.

Natasha and Erika talk to each other telepathically.

Nat, 'Let him figure it out on his own. I know you can communicate with me and hear my thoughts.'

Erika, 'Nat, please don't do this. You have Yelena.'

Nat,'You have Stacey, a big family who's looking forward to see you. When they get back. You don't want to let your grandma down do you?'

Clint checks on Erika, She spaced out a bit while Nat sits this one for a bit..., "How's it going? Erika, You saw something didn't you." He chuckles a bit. "-Jesus...Maybe he's making this shit up... Erika please tell me he is lying." As Clint walking around back and forth a bit.

Erika calmly says, "Someone have to make a sacrifice. I saw that Thanos pushed Gamora off the cliff to get that stone."

Nat adds, "No. I don't think so."

Clint "Why, cause he knows your Daddy's name?"

Nat, "Erika's right... I didn't... Thanos left here with the stone without his daughter. It's not a coincidence."

Clint, "Yeah."

Nat, "Whatever it takes."

Clint, "Whatever it takes." Natasha stands up.

Nat, "If we don't get that stone, billions of people stay dead."

Clint, "Then I guess we both know who it's gotta be."

Nat, "I guess we do." Erika knew it would be Nat going to make the Sacrifice. It wasn't her part to tell Clint. Nat hugs Erika then after. Clint holds Natasha's hand and she reciprocates and they look at each other.

Clint, "I'm starting to think– we mean different people here, Natasha."

Nat, "For the last five years I've been trying to do one thing, Get to right here. That's all it's been about. Bringing everybody back."

Clint, "Oh, don't you get all decent on me now."

Nat, "What, you think I wanna do it? I'm trying to save your life, you idiot." Erika staying out the two conversation.

Clint, "Erika's got a sister and once her sister is back she's have nothing. Yeah, well, I don't want you to, because I– Natasha, you know what I've done. You know what I've become. Erika also deserves to live as much as you do."

Erika just have to ask, "What about Yelena?" Nat, Looking down not facing her.

Nat, "I don't judge people on their worst mistakes. Neither does Erika. She's got so much life ahead of hers. She's got a family. "

Clint, "Maybe you should."

Nat, "You didn't."

Clint, "You're a pain in my ass, you know that?"

Both Clint and Natasha lean their heads against each other. Then Nat places a hand on Erika. and they both smile at each other. Nat communicates Erika, "Tell Yelena, I love her."

Clint, "Okay. You win." Clint smiles and knocks Natasha to the ground.

Clint, "Tell my family I love them." Natasha returns the favor by tackling Clint to the ground.

Nat, "You tell them yourself." Natasha electrocutes Clint and she runs towards the cliff. Clint gets up and shoots an explosive arrow knocking her down. Clint then runs towards the cliff and jumps. Erika catches up to Clint, Natasha jumps after him and hooks him up to a grappling hook. Erika Levitating into the air.

Clint, "Damn you!"

Nat, "Let me go."

Erika, "Nat. " Whispers sadly as Erika and Clint.

Clint, "No. Please, no."

Nat, "It's okay." then she faces Erika, "Tell Yelena I love her."

Clint, "Please-" Natasha kicks the wall, falls off the rope, and plummets to the ground. "NO!!!" Erika tries to lift her up. with her powers. But it was rare that it wasn't working. and on time. Natasha's body on the ground, dead. A boom in the sky sends Clint and Erika in a pool of water. Then the Soul Stone in Clint's hand. He hits the ground out of sadness. Erika crying. Erika don't know whether to hug Clint or not. But he really needed that hug. He wanted to be angry at Erika. Clint let her hug him. That Erika knew Nat would sacrifice herself to save billions of people. Erika's and Clint's Quantum Suits activates and they both shrink back to the present day, soon joined by the others returning from their journeys. At the Avengers Head Quarters and the Quantum platform everyone looks around to see all the recovered stones.

Bruce asking, Erika and Clint, "Where's Nat?" The silence from Clint and Erika tells them all they need to know. The mission was completed but at a dire cost. Sadness overtakes everyone. Bruce falls to his knees and pounds the floor in grief.

Outside the Head Quarters at the Lakeside Erika, Tony, Steve, Thor, Clint, and Bruce are mourning their fallen teammate and friend.

Tony, "Do we know if she had family?"

Steve, "Yeah. Us."

Thor, Confused, "What?"

Tony, "Huh? I just asked him a question–"

Erika, tries to calm Thor down, before this gets heated. "I know, we're processing all of this."

Thor, "Yeah, you're acting like she's dead. Why are we acting like she's dead? We have the stones, right? As long as we have the stones, Cap, we can bring her back, isn't that right?" He growls angrily at Tony. "-So stop this shit. We're the Avengers, get it together."

Erika, "Thor, my powers wouldn't work to prevent what happened at Vormir. Even if I use my magic to heal her and bring her back. We couldn't. It's a true sacrifice." Thor couldn't yell at Erika.

Clint adds "We can't get her back."

Thor, " Wha– what?" Looking at Clint and Erika at disbelief.

Clint, "It can't be undone. It can't." Thor dryly laughs.

Thor, "I'm sorry. No offense, but you're a very earthly being. Okay? We're talking about space magic. And "can't" seems very definitive don't you think?"

Erika, "Any magic we can't use. She can't come back."

Clint, to Thor "Yeah, look, I know that I'm way outside my pay grade here. But she still isn't here, is she?"

Thor, "No, that's my point–"

Clint, "It can't– be undone. Erika did everything she could! Or that's at least what the red floating guy had to say. Maybe you wanna go talk to him, okay? GO GRAB YOUR HAMMER, AND YOU GO FLY AND TALK TO HIM!" Clint's anger is quickly replaced with grief.

Erika having tears falling down due to guilt. Didn't want to go into this conversation. Because, she can sense that Clint blames her. Clint, "It was supposed to be me. She sacrificed her life for that goddamn stone. She bet her life on it. Erika had a vision and she knew this whole time." In a burst of anger, Bruce grabs a bench and hurls it clear across the lake. His anger spent, he turns to the others with a resigned look on his face.

Bruce, she's not coming back. We have to make it worth it. We have to.

Steve, "We will."

Bruce used the Infinity Stones to bring everyone back.

Clint got a call from his wife Laura. Then Erika got a phone call from Stacey.

"Ate! Kuya Denny! (Older Sister, Erika calls Denny older brother this for respect and that he's older) You're back." Erika Smiling hugged Stacey and Denny when they came back. During another Battle with Thanos. Wong, and Doctor Strange created many portals to bring more heroes that have fallen to fight Thanos for the second time.

Peter Parker was so glad to see Erika. "Peter, that means Neds back. I am so glad you're back." They hugged. Peter was shocked though she aged a bit within the five years knowing that they're both around the same age.

Clint gives the Gauntlet to T'Challa, and he runs towards the van while fighting Thanos' army. Eventually he is stopped by the double edged sword, boomeranged by Thanos. When it gets back to him, he charges T'Challa, but is stopped by Wanda, who is filled with anger for the loss of Vision.

Wanda, "You took everything from me."

Erika joins Wanda and the two teams up, Erika yells. "You took my Mother away from me!!!" This was the time she expresses her anger. Then Stacey Joins.

Thanos says he doesn't know the three telekinesis women.

Wanda, "You will." With her powers, Wanda picks up some debris on the ground and tries to crush Thanos with it. then Stacey Blasting her fire powers all over him.

Peter Parker grabs the Gauntlet with his webshooters and is surrounded by Chitauri.

The spaceship cannons appear and start to fire at the heroes. It flings the three telekinetic women away. Wong makes a shield and holds it up. The others do the same. Suddenly one of the cannons hit a dam. Water starts to flood into the battlefield. Pepper is the first to notice.

Peter is still battling the Chitauri. Peter Parker, "I got this. I got this! Okay, I don't got this. Help! Somebody, help!" Still have the gauntlet.

Steve, "Hey, Queens, heads up."

Steve throws Mjolnir, and Peter shoots a web and glides along, then Pepper Potts catches him. Pepper Potts "Hang on. I got you, kid." She drops him on Valkyrie's Pegasus

Peter Parker, "Hey! Nice to meet you– OH, MY GOD!"

The cannons knock Peter Parker off the Pegasus, then they turn to face something in the sky as all the cannons start shooting at something.

Carol Danvers landing near Peter, who is on the ground, weirdly hugging the gauntlet with his body.

Peter, "Hi. I'm– Peter Parker."

Carol "Hey, Peter Parker. You got something for me?"

Erika helps Peter up, Peter Parker gets up and passes Carol the gauntlet, "I don't know how you're gonna get it through all that."

Wanda arrives, Valkyrie flying on her Pegasus as she arrives. Wanda says, "Don't worry."

Okoye, "She's got help." Erika, Stacey, then Pepper lands next to Okoye, followed by Mantis, Shuri, the Wasp, 2014 Gamora and Nebula.

After The Second Thanos Battle

At the cottage. Pepper carries a wreath out of the house to an audience waiting outside for the intimate funeral. She lays the wreath on the lake. On top of the wreath is Tony's first arc reactor which Pepper had framed with the words "Proof That Tony Stark Has a Heart" back in 2008. Pepper, Morgan, Happy Hogan, & Rhodey, all being joined by Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, May Parker, Erika Montes, Stacey Montes, Denny, Thor, Bruce Banner, Doctor Strange, Wong, Scott Lang, Hope Van Dyne, Janet Van Dyne, Hank Pym, Peter Quill, Nebula, Rocket, Teenage Groot, Drax, Mantis, T'Challa, Okoye, Shuri, Clint Barton & his family, Wanda Maximoff, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Harley Keener, Secretary Ross, Maria Hill, Carol Danvers, and Nick Fury, silently watching the wreath float away.

Erika, Clint and Wanda, standing by the riverside shortly afterwards. Clint, Looking over to Erika and Wanda. "You know, I wish there was a way– that I could let her know. That we won... We did it."

Wanda, "She knows– They all do." Talking about Vision, Nat, and Diane Erika's mother.

Clint in the middle of Erika and gives the two a side hug, Wanda and Erika. reciprocates.

Denny had to say good bye to Steve. It's the best time he lost a close friend, He's glad he got Sam and Bucky along his side.

We have lost some and brought back some. From Tony and Bruce using the Stones. It was the hard for both to transition for those who have gotten resurrected back from the snap. The last thing that Stacey saw was her Mother dying and her sister almost dying during the Thanos battle.

Erika and Stacey got reunited with Ned and their Lola.

Author’s Note: The first few chapters will be about Erika as a Hero, Friend, Family. We’re getting to know her during the time of Infinity War and Endgame. But these events would process and talked about more in future chapters.

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little situation | part 32.

Summary: For years, HYDRA had been trying to use the samples of Steve’s DNA to make another super-soldier. They finally succeed and when S.H.I.E.L.D. breaks her out, Cap is forced to come face to face with his kid and figure out parenting on an Avengers’ lifestyle.

Warnings: maybe potential childhood trauma but nothing really

Pairing: Steve Rogers x blackdaughter!reader, avengers x child!reader, peter parker x black!reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“Clint.” Steve shook his hand and then pulled him into a hug.

The two of them were in the exact same boat, knowing how it felt. Steve looked at the sleeve that Clint got. Clint pointed to Steve’s tattoo on his bicep.

“Looks like we had the same thought.”

“Ha, yeah. Spur of the moment.”

“You never did have great impulse control.”

“Not at all.”

The two of them laughed. They weren’t big laughs but they were genuine and that’s all that really mattered. Clint decided he would go through for the test run of the machine now that Tony had worked on it. Clint suited up, ready to go. They sent Clint through and ten seconds later he came back holding a baseball glove. It worked. This time heist actually worked.

“Alright. We’ve got the how now we just have to figure out the when and where. We have limited particles to retrieve the stones. This has to be perfect,” Steve entered into Captain mode, he might’ve stopped being Captain America five years ago but clearly leading never left his blood.

“We know almost everyone in this room has had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones.”

Tony paced back and forth in front of the holographic panel. They had to time this perfectly, no errors, no do overs. The teams were decided. Rhodey, Nebula, Nat, and Clint were going to space to retrieve the Soul Stone and Power Stone. Pietro, Thor, and Rocket were going to Asgard for the Reality Stone. Tony, Bruce, Steve, and Scott were headed to New York in 2012 to retrieve the other three.

Steve entered the large garage where the time machine was held looking like someone the team almost didn’t recognize. He had shaved, his hair was cut short, and was wearing his old suit that still had the star underneath the nanotech of the time machine suits. He figured if they were going to be spotted in 2012, he needed to look like his former self. They all looked to him for a pep talk as he stepped onto the platform.

“Alright. There’s enough for one round trip each. We can’t mess this up. No mistakes. Most of us are going somewhere we know but that doesn’t mean we should know what to expect. Stay sharp and stay safe. We meet back in five minutes.”

Tony flew up to the top floor of Avengers Tower and snuck into the tower with a tiny Ant-man on his shoulder.

“Oh, Mr. Rogers I forgot that suit did nothing for your ass.”

“No one asked you to look, Tony.”

“I think you look great, Cap,” Scott said. “As far as I’m concerned that’s America’s ass.”

“Alright, STRIKE team’s got the scepter. Going back down the elevator. Coming your way Cap,” Tony said.

“On it.”

Steve pressed the button to open the doors to a crowded elevator full of S.H.I.E.L.D— HYDRA— agents. This wasn’t going to be like that last time. He knew who they were, what to do. Steve got in, settling himself right in the middle of all of them.

“Captain, I thought you were coordinating search and rescue,” Sitwell said.

“Hey, Cap.”

“Rumlow.” Steve tried to keep his voice professional and light. “I just got a call from the secretary, I’m running point on the scepter.”

“Hmm?”

“Got word there might be an attempt to steal it.”

“I’m gonna have to call the Director.” Sitwell started to reach for his phone.

“That’s alright, trust me.” Steve leaned over to whisper in Sitwell’s ear. “Hail HYDRA.”

When he stood back up straight, Sitwell looked at Rumlow and nodded. Steve smirked as he got off the elevator. He kept walking in the direction down the hall where the second elevator should be if he remembered the Tower correctly. Steve heard what sounded like Fury’s voice.

“We’re sorry we couldn’t get to you sooner, Miss Rogers. And that today isn’t exactly the most desirable time.”

“It’s okay. He’s nice, right?”

“Steve’s the nicest person you’ll meet. Got a stick up his ass but nicest person you could know.”

Steve heard your soft giggle at that. He kept walking past the office where he saw twelve year old you coming out of the bathroom to where Nick was waiting. Steve paused. He couldn’t help himself but just look at his child.

“I’ll try to find spare shoes but at least you’re not in HYDRA clothes anymore,” Nick said.

“When do I get to go home?”

“As soon as Captain Rogers finishes his mission. An hour or two, so for now we just wait here.”

Steve snapped out of it as he watched you flop over to where the chair was. Nick was right, he wasn’t speaking to Steve but he was right. As soon as he finished the mission he could go home and see you. You could come home. So could Sam and Bucky. He’d have his family back. He finally started to walk off and sighed seeing what was right in front of him.

“Oh, you’ve got to be shitting me,” Steve said as he came face to face with Captain America.

Clint and Nat both drew their weapons when they heard a voice greet them on Vormir. The cloaked figure said their names and while they didn’t lower their weapons, they tentatively took a few steps forward.

“Who are you?” Nat asked.

“A guide of sorts.”

“Great. Tell us where to find it and we’ll be on the way.”

“If only it were that easy.”

The cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows to reveal himself as Red Skull. The two Avengers looked at each other. They lowered their weapons, keeping them out by their sides though, and started to follow Red Skull. He led them right up to a cliff’s edge and they slowly started to put the pieces together. Nat shook her head.

“There’s got to be another way.”

“A soul for the Soul Stone. There is no other way,” Red Skull said.

Red Skull just stood near the edge as the two walked off to contemplate. Clint was insisting there was another way while Nat just sat down on a rock to think. She worked out through it while Clint listened and they both knew there was no second option. Red Skull was right.

“Whatever it takes,” Nat muttered.

“Whatever it takes.”

Nat looked over not liking the tone of Clint’s voice. She saw him looking out at the cliff and stood up quickly to grab his arm.

“Clint whatever you’re thinking no. You have a family. Laura, your kids.”

Clint swallowed. “Should remember their dad in a good way… don’t give me that look Nat. We both know I’ve done terrible things these past years, you don’t recover from that. Let me go out a hero again.”

“Clint.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered before punching her hard in the face so she would let go.

By the time she recovered, there was nothing Nat could do as she stretched out an arm and watched Clint jump over the cliff. The Soul Stone fell into her hand but she couldn’t move, not right away.

“We blew it. It was six stones or nothing. Six stones or nothing,” Scott said as he paced back and forth.

“Do we need the Tesseract if we have the scepter?” Steve asked.

“Scepter’s not enough of the Space Stone. Tesseract would’ve guaranteed that and more.”

They were all sitting around the rubble of trashed New York trying to figure out what to do. Tony, who was sitting in the driver’s seat of a car left in the rubble, knocked on the dashboard.

“Are there any other options with the Tesseract?” Steve asked. “Time periods we know it’s in, we’ll ju—”

“No,” Scott said. “There’s no other options! We don’t have enough particles.”

Tony was staring out in the distance as well when he jumped up.

“We have more Space Stone… but you’re not going to like it, Cap.”

They traveled back to the compound where they waited for everyone else. Once the others arrived, Steve did a quick head count. They were missing a person.

“Nat, where’s Clint?”

She couldn’t speak. It was dead silent. Everyone looked at their feet in disbelief as Nebula explained the Soul Stone. Nat finally found her voice.

“He wanted to go out a hero, an Avenger again. I say we get this working and honor that.”

The team nodded and handed their stones to Tony, Rocket, and Bruce. Steve went up into the apartment and into your room. He flicked on the light. The whole place was pristine, FRIDAY had kept it clean of dust. You still had the straw icosidodecahedrons hung up on the ceiling. The bookshelf was full of various books and trinkets from missions— he never got the yak one he said he would get you. The stuffed bunny was laying in the middle of the bed. Steve walked over to your vanity. There were polaroids and photobooth pictures tucked and taped around the mirror edges of you and your friends. He smiled looking at them and at the expo marker message you had written atop the mirror— after five years, Steve was sure it wasn’t coming off anymore— Beautiful Me starring Babydoll…

Steve opened the top drawer that held your various bonnets and headscarves to get what he needed. Tony was right, the two blades from your palms were still glowing blue even after all this time. They were too hot to touch without protection so Steve kept them wrapped in your headscarf and closed the drawer. When he got downstairs, Tony, Bruce, and Rocket were already halfway through the glove. Tony carefully took the blades from Steve.

“Tony… this better work. That’s all I have left of her.”

“We’ll be careful, Steve. And we’ll get it right.”

Steve walked out, having faith in Tony but still feeling anxious. It had to work. That’s what he kept telling himself. It would work and soon he’d hear Sam calling for him. He he’d Bucky making fun of him. And he’d hear you yelling for him over something that was probably trivial and more than likely Peter-related. Steve chuckled to himself at the thought. You guys would probably be in for a bit of a surprise that he had shaved. Steve sat on the couch, eating a very plain dinner, when he heard knocking. He called for them to come in and was greeted with Nat, Pietro, and Thor.

“Rhodey, Nebula, and Scott are keeping the others company… we thought you could use some,” Nat said gently.

Steve nodded. “Thank you, guys.”

They all sat down on the couch while Steve got up to fix them some dinner. It was eaten mainly in silence. Towards the end of the night, they started sharing stories of the past and talking about what they would do when everyone came back.

“Alright, glove’s finished,” Rocket said. “Now the question is, who’s going to snap their fingers?”

Thor jumped up, only to be stopped by basically everybody. He was still hurting, it was understandable why he would want to do it.

“Just wait,” Steve said. “We should at least discuss it.”

“Look. Sitting here and standing about isn’t going to bring everybody back. I’m the strongest Avenger, okay? So let me,” Thor started.

“I’m telling you, you’re in no condition,” Tony said. “And we want everyone alive. We’ve already lost someone, don’t need another.”

“Do you know what is coursing through my veins?”

“Cheese Whiz?” Rhodey retorted.

“Lightning. We need to do it… do something good, something right, do…”

“It’s not that simple, buddy. That glove holds enough energy to light up a continent,” Tony said.

“I’ll do it,” Bruce said. “I’ve spent months in the gamma lab. I’m the closest here to Thanos’ composition and I should be able to withstand it.”

“You sure, Bruce?” Natasha asked.

“You saw what those stones did to Thanos, they almost killed him. It’s up to me.”

Everyone looked at each other. Bruce was right.

“Alright,” Tony said. “Remember, bring back everyone Thanos snapped away five years ago. Don’t touch the now.”

“Got it.”

They all suited up to protect themselves from the potential blast of the stones. If it went wrong, there was a possibility that nothing would happen which would suck but they’d move on like they had already been doing. There was also the much scarier consequence that they would all die— no one wanted to think about that option. The glove stretched around Bruce’s hand. He suddenly kneeled under the power of the stones. Thor yelled for him to take it off but Bruce assured everyone that he was fine. The glove smoked until Bruce snapped. Nothing happened. But they weren’t concerned about that. Bruce, whose arm was charred and smoking, was the main focus. He was groaning as he laid on the floor.

“Don’t move him,” Tony said as Steve approached.

Tony blasted something from the Iron Man suit to ease the pain.

“Did it work?” Bruce asked.

“We’re not sure, are you okay?” Thor asked as he knelt next to his friend.

They slowly sat Bruce up and assessed the damage. Not too bad once the smoke had settled, just a wicked radiation burn that probably would’ve killed most other people. The gamma from Hulk made it look more like a burn from fire. Scott stared out the window when they all heard it. Birds. They all smiled, it actually worked. Steve got up once he knew that Bruce was fine and joined Scott by the window.

The corners of his mouth lifted as he watched the birds when he and Scott saw the spaceship invade the view of the window. Before anyone could react, the ship blasted missiles at the window. The missiles busted through the compound and blew them all backwards. Everyone tried to clear the way and find some sort of safety as the entire compound was being blasted by missiles. The compound crumbled around them.

“Lower levels flooded!” Rhodey yelled in the comms.

“What?!” Scott yelled back.

“I’m on it! I’m on it!” Scott said.

“Has anyone seen Natasha?!” Steve yelled once he recovered.

The crackle of Nat’s comm came in, it was faint but they could hear it. “Sewers… running from alien dogs. I got the glove.”

“What the hell is going on?” Thor asked as he found Steve.

Tony appeared next to them. He shoved the shield back to Steve. “Look, you lose this again and I’m keeping it. Mess with time, it tends to mess back.”

“Look.”

Thor pointed and the other two men followed where his finger was pointing. It was Thanos. This was time messing back. This was about to be the battle at Wakanda all over again. But they weren’t losing this time. Whatever the purple giant thought was going to happen they were going to make sure it didn’t come to fruition.

“The stones are with Nat,” Steve commented as they watched Thanos just sit there.

“Somewhere under all this,” Tony said.

“So we know he doesn’t have them. Let’s keep it that way.”

“You know it’s a trap, right?” Thor asked.

“Yeah,” Steve said tightly. “I don’t care all that much.”

“Good. Just as long as we’re all in agreement.”

“Same page, Lebowski,” Tony said.

Thor held out his hands and lightning hit him and his Mjolnir and axe flew into his hands.

“Let’s kill him properly this time,” Thor said as the lightning in him died down.

“You could not live with your own failure,” Thanos said as they approached. “And where did that bring you? Back to me. I thought by eliminating half of life that the other half would thrive. But you have shown me that’s impossible as long as there are those that remember what was. They will resist.”

“Yep, we’re all kinds of stubborn,” Tony snarked back.

“Thank you for that. Because now I know what I must do. I will shred this universe down to it’s last atom. And then with the stones you’ve collected for me, create a new one teaming with life that knows not what it’s lost but what it’s been given. A grateful universe.”

Thanos grabbed his helmet and weapon. The lightning started coursing through Thor again. Tony brought down the mask of his suit.

“Born of blood,” Steve said as he readjusted his shield.

“They’ll never know it. Because you won’t be alive to tell them.”

Tony was sick of the talking and started blasting beams at Thanos, causing Steve and Thor to spring into action as well.

“Thor, hit me!”

Tony used the lightning from Thor to generate some high beams and throw them at Thanos. Thanos grabbed Tony to use as a shield just as Thor threw Mjolnir. The man had gone flying, his helmet almost coming off. Thor and Steve didn’t let up until Thanos punched the God of Thunder in the face. The punch was so strong it knocked Thor down and Thanos took the chance to try and shove Thor’s axe into his chest until the Mjolnir smacked Thanos in the face. He and Thor both looked over to see Steve.

“I knew it,” Thor said with a smile.

Thanos let go of the axe and kicked Thor in the face, knocking out the Asgardian. Steve swung the Mjolnir, bringing in a line of lightning towards the purple giant’s direction. Thanos swung around his weapon as he started to approach Steve. Steve fought as long as he could but this Thanos had a new vigor knowing he had already beat them before. Thanos had knocked Steve clear across the compound.

“In my years of conquest, it was never personal. But I’ll tell you now, what I’m about to do to your stubborn, annoying little planet I’m gonna enjoy it, very very much… you just don’t know when to give up, do you?”

Thanos watched Steve stand up. His breathing was labored and when he stood up it took him a moment to stop swaying. Thanos huffed out a laugh and Steve looked up to see lots of ships. Some were sending down beams and ground soldiers came out. Steve looked down to see his shield, the paint from where the blades hit had it scraped and chipped. He adjusted the shield with a wince. Thanos just stared as Steve walked towards him with a slight limp.

“Hey, Cap. Can you read me? On your left.”

The sound caused Steve to stop mid-step.

“Cap? Do you hear me?”

“What?” Steve asked, breathless.

Five years and Steve thought now wasn’t the time to start hallucinating Sam’s voice. He looked around at the grim scene of a broken down compound when he saw a single portal behind him.

“He said on your left, Dheaidí.” You ran out of the portal trying to get to Steve as quickly as possible.

(Part 33)...

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