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lilisettean · 2 months

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Ice Wine | Zayne/Reader

About: A slight misstep and slip of hand when playfully shoving Zayne caused you to fall onto his lap, with you straddling him.

Pairing: Zayne/Reader

Notes: A partial rewrite and continuation of Zayne: Drunken Intimacy. I liked the memoria event from this card but when compared to Xavier and Rafayel's... Yeah...

AO3: Read here!

Warnings: Dubious consent (reader is drunk), light bondage, hints of dominant Zayne, hints of brat/brat taming. Age 18+ please! Enjoy :)

“I… Whatever. I’m going to sleep.”

You mumbled, pointedly ignoring the warmth lingering on your cheek. At this point, you don’t know whether you were flushed because of the alcohol in your system, or because of the position you were in.

While inspecting Zayne’s chin for bruises, a slip of your feet made you tumble forward, causing you to straddle him while you looked at him for possible injuries due to your headbutt earlier.

The suggestive position you were in hadn’t registered until he kissed you, his face mere inches away from yours afterwards. It didn’t help when you tugged at his loose tie again to tease him, only to be met by his hands gripping at your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Unlike most of the time when his skin was cold, almost icy, to the touch, you could feel heat radiating off him, warming you even further.

“I thought you had good reflexes.” He remarked, his eyes not once leaving your face. You met his gaze head on, determined not to shrink away from his intense focus on you. “For a hunter to be caught so easily… It seems you’ve gotten careless, no?”

“...Do I need to be alert when with you?”

He froze at your reply, his grip on your waist loosened momentarily before tightening again. “How sly.” He smiled as he leaned into you, closing the gap that was present. “One would think you are tempting fate.”

“Yes, how sly.” You mumbled, unperturbed by the sudden closeness. “You haven’t drank a single drop of wine, and yet you act as if you are drunk. You’re not making any sense here.”

“With you in front of me like this… How am I supposed to make sense of anything?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, a question ready on your tongue but then something within you clicked, a sudden realization shocked you out of your drunken stupor.

The heat.

Zayne never was warm to the touch, unless he was sick. But he was neither that nor a drinker, so that left only one possible explanation.

You quickly glanced down, and you were appalled to find the neckline of your dress was pulled down further and the strap of your dress falling to the side, giving Zayne an eyeful of your cleavage. It didn’t help that because of the dress, you opted to use pasties instead, leaving your breasts barely covered.

Combined with you straddling his lap, and your face flushed from the alcohol, the sight made it seem as though you two were–

No longer hiding his true intentions, Zayne slid one of his hands down your hip and under your dress, caressing your thigh. “Am I still not making any sense to you?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Seeing you shiver at his touch yet not pulling away from him, he continued. “You wouldn’t object if I kept you close, would you?”

Instead of replying however, you hooked a finger onto his loose tie, and–

“Mmph–”

It was as though a switch had been flipped the moment his lips met yours. Gone were those gentle touches and careful caresses of your skin, his need to be with you– be in you– consuming every single rational thought he had.

While you had the element of surprise, shocking him when you sealed his lips with yours, he quickly wrestled back control, taking the lead of the kiss by tilting his head slightly for better access and pushing his tongue against yours. The roughness of him pulling your hips closer to him, to have you straddle his crotch and feel his clothed cock nudging against your inner thigh, made it seem like he was as drunk as you were, having lost control of his tightly held restraint.

No, he was as drunk as you were. But instead of being drunk on those fruit wines you brought home, he was intoxicated by something– someone– else.

You.

“Zayne–” You gasped between kisses, your face no longer flushed due to the alcohol, but because of the intensity of his kisses, not giving you much respite between them. It didn’t help that his hands were roaming all over you, the warmth from his touch seeping into you, banishing all hints of drowsiness away.

You fumbled with his tie and cursed at the many buttons his shirt had while he tugged down the straps of your dress, peeling away the annoying pasties that were in the way and cupped your breast, thumbing over your pert nipple.

“A lot of people asked about you tonight.” Zayne remarked as he kissed your neck, his breath tickling your skin. “They asked if you were single.”

“What did you tell them?” You asked moments later, too distracted by the hand that was under your dress. He had dipped his fingertips under the waistband of your panties, toying with it and teasing you for what’s to come.

“No.” His denial, while quiet, was firm, commanding almost. “You are not. In fact–”

Zayne adjusted the position you were in, keeping you close and– oh.

“You are taken.” He stated, emphasized by the bulge pressed against your clothed heat. You could feel the outline of his cock next to you, its hardness causing warmth to pool within you. Against better judgment, in which you should undress him and yourself before attempting anything, lest you ruin the outfits, you wiggled your hips and responded in kind.

And before you could react, he slid a hand under your hips and lifted you up, and pinned you down to the sofa, forcing you into the same position as earlier when you had tugged on his tie.

Unlike earlier when you were in control and him pulling away at the end however, he was hovering above you, one of his hands right beside your head while the other was still on your hips, his body right between your thighs.

Your heat clenched in anticipation, waiting for him to pull you closer and onto his clothed cock. But instead of that he paused to look at you, his half lidded eyes roaming all over your form.

You took the chance to take a good look at him as well, to see if he was just as affected by this non alcohol induced heat. His tie was long gone and his shirt was half buttoned, revealing his broad chest. While his pants remained the same, you could see the outline of his cock straining against the front of his pants, making you wonder how it would feel against, and inside you.

Zayne felt his cock throb at the sight, and he couldn’t help but bunch your dress up further to your abdomen, exposing more of you to him.

“The dress…” You mentioned, suddenly made aware of it. He had paid for both of your outfits before you could’ve and you’d hate to ruin his gift. But he silenced you by lowering himself down to your lips and sealed it with his, distracting you.

You were so caught up in him that you barely noticed him pressing closer to you, his hand that was on your hip no longer there. It was only when you heard the unbuckling of his belt and the telltale unzipping that you remember about the dress.

“The dress will be ruined if I don’t take it off.” You breathed out after you broke away from the kiss, your eyes darting down to where his cock would be. And sure enough, it was right on top of your heat, its tip glistening with precome. Zayne tilted your chin upward before you could stare at it further however, forcing you to meet his heated gaze head on.

“Don’t worry about it. I want it on you.”

“Have you been imagining fucking me while in this dress, Zayne?” You teased, and when he responded with a small smile only, you laughed. “Who knew ‘Zayne the Terrifying’ had such dirty thoughts?”

“I may be a terrifying man, but I am still a man in the end.” He replied as he pushed your panties to the side, and dragged a finger up against your entrance. “Especially when it comes to you.”

With that, he captured your lips once more, slotting himself between your slick folds, and thrusted slowly against you. His hands were on your hips, sliding your wet heat up and down the side of his stiff cock as he fucked your folds.

It was difficult to concentrate, every single coherent thought disappearing like mist with every thrust against you. You had half a mind to unbutton his shirt further, to slip your hands under them and drive him mad with want like he did to you, but that required focus, which you had none of. Especially when his cock grazed over your clit, forcing whatever drive you had out of you.

The ache to have something, anything, within you grew every time his tip caught onto your entrance. You waited with bated breath for the inevitable push of his hardened cock into your waiting heat, only to have him thrust upward again, leaving you wanting.

You reached down to take matters into your own hands. But before you could do so, Zayne caught your wrist and pinned both of your hands above your head.

“Zayne–” You whined in protest when he reluctantly pulled away from you. But instead of teasing you as expected, his attention was elsewhere, his free hand grasping onto something on the side while he kept you pinned down with one hand.

You tried to see what he was looking for, but couldn’t as his attention returned to you once more, his half lidded gaze freezing you in place. He merely smiled at your confusion, and you were about to question him when you felt it.

He was binding your wrists with something… soft. Was that silk– oh.

His tie.

Zayne leaned down to nip your earlobe, the corners of his lips twitching upward when you wriggled against your restraint. “Behave and let me.” He whispered, his soft demand contrasting your whimpers. “Impatience will get you nowhere.”

“And if I don’t?”

“In that case…” He trailed off, pulling away from you and sat up. His cock was no longer between your folds, and was instead replaced by his finger, prodding and teasing your heat. He traced the edges of your entrance, coating his finger with slick, before pushing it in.

Before you could question him on how this was going to force you to behave, he curled his finger and prodded at your soft spot, touching it every time he pumped his finger in and out of your heat.

Just when you were accustomed to his touch, he pulled his finger out of you entirely. A thin strand of slick connected your heat and his finger, snapping when he brought it up to his lips, staring directly into you whilst he licked his finger clean.

“Now…” Zayne said, positioning himself between your thighs once more. He had wanted to please you and push you towards that high you wanted at least once before burying his fingers, then his stiff cock, inside you, but your impatience– and his as well if he were to be honest– forced his hand. “Will you behave and let me prepare you?”

“Or do you want me to make you beg?”

#love and deepspace #love and deep space #love and deepspace zayne x reader #no fade to black smut? ok .#*thanos voice* fine. i'll do it myself.#seriously tho the memoria is very zayne and i like that he's worried for mc #but unfortunately i am down bad so...

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1-800-teax · 6 months

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Battle Scars

Avenger!Loki AU

Loki x fem!reader

A/N: Reader has powers similar to Wanda’s.

Avengers Compound - October 17th, 2023

Tensions are high from literally traveling through time and losing Natasha.

You stand off to the side, in deep thought as everyone stands around waiting for the glove to be finished.

You sniffle quietly to yourself when you feel the presence of Loki creep up beside you.

You could hear the sound of my lips parting in hesitation as he tries to find the right words.

Loki finally settles on a simple, “Are you okay?”. With his gentle voice.

Not feeling confident enough to use your voice just yet, you hum in response.

You suck in a deep breath before snapping out of your thoughts and turning your head towards a concerned looking Loki as you give him your best reassuring smile.

You know he doesn’t believe it, he knows you better than that. But maybe your just trying to convince yourself.

“Let’s just get this over with.” You say softly, after clearing your sore ‘from holding in your tears’ throat.

You step away from the corner just as Rocket says, “Alright, the gloves ready.”

“Question is how’s gonna snap their freaking fingers?” He says looking up at all of us.

“I’ll do it.” Thor says volunteering himself, as he steps towards it.

“Excuse me?” Rhodey says besides me.

“Woah, Woah.”

“Thor, Thor. Just wait we haven’t decided who’s gonna out that on yet.” Steve tells him, stopping him from getting closer to it.

“Oh, I’m sorry we’re all just sitting around waiting for the right opportunity.” Thor says with a slightly shaky voice.

“We should at least discuss it.” Scott reasons.

“Look look, sitting here staring at that thing is not gonna bring everybody back. I’m the strongest avenger. Okay? So, this responsibility falls on me.” Thor states.

Protest are being spoken over each other.

“Hold on, hold on-” Tony tells Thor backing him up slightly.

“Stop it! Let me do this. Let me do something good. Something right-” Thor starts emotionally, then Tony cuts him off.

“That thing is channeling enough energy to light up a continent. You’re in no condition-” Tony is then cut off by Thor.

“What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?” Thor asks him.

“Cheese Whiz?”

“Beer?” Rhodey and I say at the same time, both agreeing with each other.

Thor flashes an irritated look your way.

“Lightening.” He says turning back towards Tony, trying to convince him.

You roll your eyes in annoyance and notice Bruce stepping up to the gauntlet.

“Lightening won’t help you, pal. It’s gotta be me. You saw what those stones did to Thanos. They almost killed him. None of you could survive.” Bruce tells all of you.

“And, how do we know you can?” Steve asks.

“We don’t. But the radiation’s mostly gamma.”

“It’s like I was made for this.” Bruce finishes.

Silence over takes the group until i speak up with a nod, “Okay. Let’s do this and hope it works.”

Everyone nods.

I walk back towards Loki, who has been quiet this whole time.

“Good to go?” Tony asks Bruce.

“Let’s do it.” He replies.

“Okay, remember, everyone Thnos snapped away five years ago, you’re just bringing them back… to today.” Tony tells him.

“Don’t change anything from the last five years.” You add.

Bruce nods, preparing himself as we do the same.

You look around to see Steve holding his shield up as cover, Scott deploying his helmet, Rocket hiding behind Thor with Tony using his nano shield to cover himself and Clint as Rhodey gears up.

You take a step up from Loki, so he is behind you as you use your powers to conjuring shield around you both.

Tony initiates a special protocol that has all the doors slamming shut and the widows closed.

“Everybody’s coming home…” Bruce mumbles out, under his breath.

You suck in a deep breath as watch Bruce slowly slip his hand in the glove.

Everything was fine until, suddenly he spams, groaning and grunting in pain.

You cringe, having to look away from your friend in pain.

Protest are spewing out, telling Bruce to take off the glove.

“Take to me, Banner.” Tony shouts out over the protests.

“I’m…okay…” You all hear Bruce pant out.

You turn your head back to him, just in time to see him snap his fingers.

Bruce cries out as a blinding white light flashes you all.

As quickly as the flash of light came, its gone again.

Bruce then falls to the ground, grunting, groaning and heaving in pain.

“Bruce!” Steve and I both call out, worriedly.

“Don’t move him.” Tony quickly says as you, along with Loki, Rocket, Rohdey, and Steve immediately rush to Bruce’s aid.

That is when you notice Bruce’s once strong, green-colored arm is discolored and withered.

“Good job, Bruce. You did good.” You breathe out, giving him a small smile.

Tony uses some cooling spray on Bruce’s arm but Bruce isn’t worried about that.

He grips onto my arm, looking desperately into my eyes.

“Did it work?” He asks.

You are taken aback by his question, and slightly scared to know the answer to it.

Being so worried about him, made you forget why he did it in first place.

But before you can answer the sound of a cell phone buzzing catches your ears.

You watch carefully as Clint stalks up to the phone and picks it up.

“Honey?” He answers.

You look up at Loki with a hopeful look on your face until a large shadow catches your attention.

You squint your eyes and notice a space ship of some sort heading directly towards all of you.

You try to warn everyone but its too late, as the object hits the compound causing the compound to collapse in itself.

You scream out as you fall underground, desperatly trying to hold onto piece of the ground as it caves in.

As you’re falling you feel something wedge into your lower right hip resulting in all of the wind getting knocked out of you.

Your backs hits a stable piece of concrete with much force, earning a loud groan.

You feel droplets of water fall onto you, you look down to see water quickly filling up around you.

Panic starts to set in and the pain gets slightly worse.

You let out a scream out of pure fear, alerting anyone near you.

"Y/n?!" You hear someone call out to you.

Your breath hutches in your throat, “Rhodey?" You call back.

"Yeah." he answers.

You let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" he asks you.

"No...I have a large piece of glass in my hip." You say with a slight whimper.

You hear him curse.

"Alright, Y/n I want you to heal yourself." You hear Bruce instruct you.

"Okay!" You shout wincing at the pain the small action caused you.

You take a deep breath, trying to heal yourself but your hand hits something on the side of you.

You prepare yourself before turning your head.

All of the color drains from your face as you see an unconsious Loki with blood flowing out of a cut on his lip, out of his nose and a gash on his forehead.

You gasp and quickly turn onto your side which causes you a great deal of pain allowing more blood to flow out of the huge glass shard wound. You let out a cry as tears spill from your eyes.

"Y/n?!" Bruce and Rhodey shouts out.

"It's Loki, he-he's unconcious. Do you think he..." You start to say and trail off with fear very clear in your voice.

"Y/n, don't worry about that, just try to wake him up." Rhoday says.

You take deep breaths before returning your focus on Loki again.

"Loki!" You say continuously as you repeatedly nudge him.

"Loki! Get up!" You say despesteratly and slap his face with a bit of force.

Loki jolts up with a large intake of air.

You sigh in relief, falling onto concrete out of exhastion.

You place your right hand next to your wound and your left on your head as you try to keep your breathing steady.

"Y/n?" he asks.

"Hey, my love." You breath out as you feel the water start to get higher.

Your eyes droop and you try to stay consicous but the pain is too much.

Loki tries to say something to you but you are already consumed by the darkness hidden beneath your eyelids.

***

You jolt up suddenly and into someones arms.

You suck in all the air you could and try of focus on all of your senses.

You feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through you.

"Y/n!" You hear the person say.

You look up and see that it's Loki holding you up.

"Loki!" You say shock evident in your voice.

"My love, the water is getting higher. I need you to heal yourself." he says worriedly and you see a hint of fear in his eyes.

You nod and he releases his arms from around you, carefully.

You hold yourself up weakly and start to heal yourself.

Your gold colored healing powers fail to heal you.

"I-I can't heal myself." You stutter out in fear.

"What?" Loki asks fearfully as well.

"I think you need to take out the glass." You mumble out shakily.

You lean back and let Loki straddles your legs.

Loki sighs shakily before placing both of his hands on the glass, ready to rip it out.

"Ready?" he asks.

You suck in a deep breath and close your eyes as you nod, wincing for the inevitable amount of pain about to hit you.

Loki waits a few seconds making you open your eyes to ask him what's going on when he rips it out.

You let out a scream so loud your throat burns before slapping your hand over your mouth.

Your body instantly tries to curl up from the pain but can't because Loki's still on top of you.

You cry out in pain and place weak punches on Loki's stomach, trying to channel your pain somewhere else.

"I know, my love. I know. I'm so sorry." He says guilty with tears in his eyes.

You bite down on your wrist as another flash of pain washes over you and more tears spill.

"You have to heal yourself." Loki says cupping your face in his hands.

You nod slightly as your eyes turn golden again, feeling the magic surging out of your hands.

You move your hands around your wound, feeling it start to heal, soon enough the wound was fully healed with no traces of pain, only a small battle scar.

Your breathing was heavy, hands shaky and full of blood.

You try to catch your breath as Loki rubs your arm while getting off of you.

"You did it." he says.

You nod tiredly.

Just then you notice the water is way higher than you realize.

"We have to try get to Rhodey and Bruce." You say.

Loki nods and you both slip off of the wall you were on, swimming through debris towards where you had heard Bruce and Rhodey.

"Bruce! Rhodey! Rocket?" You ask as you and Loki reach them.

"Glad to see you both, okay." Rhodey says to us as we climb up onto the wall he and Rocket are on.

Soon enough more water starts to flood to where its to your necks.

You feel Loki grip your hand in the water.

You look at him fearfully chin wobbling as you try not to cry.

Loki pulls you into him, kissing you like its the last time. And it very well may be.

"I'm sorry." he says once you both pull away.

You shake your head and rest your forhead against his.

You let out a sob and pull him back into a kiss.

You pull apart slowly, preparing to go under when we were lifted up into the air.

You thank God with a relived laugh.

You all get put down and Scott's hand opens up to reveal everyone has come back.

You all jump out and you gasp gripping tightly onto Loki's hand.

You let go of Loki's hand, he takes out his daggers and you allow your powers to surge from your hands.

You watch as every Avenger turn to Thano's arm ready.

"Avengers...Assemble!" Steve says.

There were many battle cries as you all run off into battle.

#x reader #y/n #loki x avenger!reader #lokilaufeyson #loki x reader #loki x black!reader #loki laufeyson #the avengers #avengers endgame #thanos #avenger!loki #fem!reader #avengers assemble

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l3m0a1d · 1 year

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nat: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

Yn: It was me...

Nat: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

(Nat walks away)

Clint: *hands yn 20 bucks* sorry about that but she would've killed my ass

Yn: I'm literally about to cry clint that was the scariest thing that's ever happened to me. AND WE FOUGHT THANOS.

#incorrect marvel quotes #marvel incorrect quotes #mcu incorrect quotes #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff incorrect quotes #clint barton #hawkeye #thanos

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supercap2319 · 11 months

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"You thought you could beat me?" Thanos asked. He looks down at the bleeding human as he he glared up at the mad Titan. It was almost as endearing as it was annoying of this mortal's spirit to fight. To resist defeat. "You are but a child pretending to be a man. Did you honestly think you could stop me? I've fought countless battles on thousands of worlds. Men, women, young, old. I've bested them all!"

Y/N looks at Thanos, nose bleeding and black eye on his right side as he smiles at Thanos. A cruel one as the alien saw his bloody grin. "I never said I could. But he can..."

Before Thanos could ask, something boomed behind him as someone—something was behind him, and they were pissed. Thanos turned to the man in the blue and gold armor as his eyes flashed gold with anger.

"Ikaris is gonna kick your ass, Thanos." Y/N smiled. "I bet you wish you had the infinity stones now?"

"A minor nuisance." Thanos said. "A fellow poet of annihilation? Excellent. Come, let us trade verses."

Ikaris smirks as he flies towards Thanos, slamming the Mad Titan into several rocks of rubble.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #ikaris x male reader #ikaris #richard madden x reader #Richard Madden x male reader #richard madden #thanos #mcu eternals #eternals

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hiddenwritingsintheworld · 6 months

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IM GOING INSANE!!!!!

I know.....I KNOW FOR A FACT I WROTE A SUPER SAD STEVE ROGERS POST about Thanos snapping and Y/N being pregnant and disappearing.

IT was two parts. and in the second one NAT COMES BACK AND TAKES Y/N PREGNANT THROUGH TIME TRAVEL BACK TO STEVE SO THEY CAN HAVE THEIR BABY TOGETHER....

Yet I cannot find it anywhere!!!

#steve rogers #steve rogers imagines #steve rogers x reader #captain america #the winter soldier #thanos imagines #avengers imagine #avengers endgame #steve rogers x female reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans angst #chris evans hot #chris evans

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lowkeyerror · 2 years

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Ex-Avenger

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Summary: Being an Avenger was your life's purpose. When you find yourself kicked off of the team you spiral. When they ask for your help to fight Thanos, you turn them down. Five years later they ask again, and you agree for one reason; Wanda.

Masterlist

Happier days; you often picture them in your head. Times when you had everything anyone could need. The white picket fence became black in memory, the wood was rotten and rancid, what was once thriving was now fiercely decayed.

As your home crumbled, so did your social life. You were the first Avenger to be officially kicked off the team. They stripped you of your purpose. From something to nothing in a matter of moments. You should've been angry. You had every right to be, but something stopped you.

It was those green eyes on you when you made your exit. They were filled with disappointment, and that feeling had seeped its way into your mind. You and Wanda had something. It was undefined, but it was there nonetheless. Your excommunication from the Avengers made sure you’d never get the chance to explore it.

You lived your life under a different kind of mask; one of a civilian. A life full of pretending you weren’t a hero. Every now and then someone would recognize you, and you had to lie; denying that you were that hero that had seemingly up and vanished from the public eye.

They had asked for your help with Thanos. Fury let himself into your apartment and laid it all out for you. While you weren’t angry, you were bitter. So that day you sat in front of your TV neglecting to even look at the man.

You told him that he should find the others. He said everyone else already agreed to help. With your eyes glued to your TV screen, you said," Then what do you need me for."

He left after that.

They failed, leaving so many people devastated. Nothing changed in your life. You didn't get blipped, so you lived through those 5 years as if nothing were wrong.

Then there was a knock on your door. You weren't going to answer it, but the knock was persistent.

When you opened it, you were met by some of your former teammates. You sighed heavily, but let them into your home.

" Nice place, did you get sponsored by TJ Maxx or something?"

Tony's joke fell flat. You stood on one side of your kitchen table, and they stood on the other. The division was perfectly ironic.

" Let's get this over with. Pitch it to me, so I can decline."

" It doesn't have to be like this," Steve says.

You roll your eyes," You aren't pitching."

Natasha speaks up," Time travel."

" Why do you need me?"

" We need all the help we can get," Hulk admits.

" I haven't done hero work in 9 years. I can't help you."

Steve shakes his head," You can, you're just choosing not too."

You scoff," Kind of like how you chose to kick me out."

A heavy silence fills the room.

Tony claps his hands," Well, we tried the asking way. Now let's get to the core. Wanda was blipped. I know for a fact you can't live with yourself knowing she's gone, especially when you aren't doing anything to get her back."

You clench your fists by your sides. Tony's words had pierced through your hard exterior. Wanda was possibly the only person you cared about in this world. You had let her down before. This time needed to be different.

"Fine"

" Welcome back L/n"

When Fury came to you and told you what happened all those years ago, it turns out that those were the cliff notes. Natasha filled you in on everything he skipped over.

The relationship between Vision and Wanda seemed to slip his mind. As well as the true split behind the team's divide.

" I'm just letting you know that when she comes back, she'll be mourning him," Natasha rests a hand on your shoulder.

" As long as we get her back," your eyes found your hands.

"Y/n, I'm sorry about what happened," when you go to meet her eyes, she's already looking at you.

You sigh," It's not on you, Romanoff."

She shakes her head," Still, I should've fought harder to keep you here. "

Her eyes were now trained on the ground. You rested your hand on hers, giving it a gentle squeeze.

" Natty, it's ok. Let's just put it behind us."

She cleared her throat," Thanks."

" Of course, Natasha. Now, do we have any pictures of the stones?"

You needed to see the stones for your powers to work. With your powers, you could teleport to anything you had ever seen.

If you saw a picture of an apple tree in Washington, you could be there. If you saw a picture of the Hollywood sign in California, you could be there. If you saw a picture of the inside of a bank safe in New York City, you could be there.

When you were at your most powerful, if you had a good enough description of the item, you could get there.

With the stones being the most powerful items in the universe, it was hard to know if you'd be simply able to teleport to them, but trying wouldn't hurt anyone.

When the team split, you ended up with Clint and Natasha.

The cliff was hanging in front of all three of you. With only one way to get the soul stone, it was a race to the edge.

You ran as fast as you could. Clint had a family, this was only possible because of Natasha, and you had nothing. There was no one better to sacrifice.

Clint and Nat double-teamed you, damn near knocking you out. With blurry vision, you struggled to your feet just in time to see Natasha fall.

With the energy you had left, you shot for Natasha. Now you were both falling. Your arms were around her waist. The only sound around you being air.

You saw the top of the cliff in your mind, and then you were there with Natasha.

Your chest was heaving up and down as you looked to your side to make sure Natasha was still there.

You see her just in time for her to yell," CLINT!"

Without a second thought, you teleported to him. With his arm in your hand, you teleported back to the top of the cliff.

Again, you try to catch your breath. You were in the middle of Clint and Natasha," I'll do this as long as I have to."

" We need that stone Y/n" Natasha spoke, staring up at the sky.

" Not like that," you argued.

Clint sat up first with his elbows resting on his knees," Then how do you suppose we get it."

" It's an orange stone, and it's kept in a shrine on this planet," you try to form a picture of the stone in your mind," small enough to fit the knuckles on a gauntlet."

" You could get cursed like Red Skull," Natasha warns you.

" It's better than dying," with that you try to teleport to the stone.

You find yourself looking at the stone in a case, but Red Skull's shadowy figure floats in front of it.

" You haven't sacrificed anyone."

You stare at him for a moment," You never said I had to sacrifice them here or that sacrifice meant to kill. I have given up so much in my life that I have nothing else to give. I'm taking this stone."

You teleport around Red Skull, inside of the case. Your hand touches the stone and the case around you dissolves.

" I guess your sacrifices are sufficient enough in the eyes of the stone. You are very lucky," He vanished with his words.

You feel the stone in your hand, almost enamored by the warmth of the stone. You teleport back to Clint and Natasha to find them pacing on the cliff.

" Did you get it?"

You open your hand, revealing the stone.

" Let's get home," Clint spoke.

" Wait," you looked at the two in front of you," If you two ever, and I mean ever try to sacrifice yourself like that again, I will personally kill you."

They gave you a salute," Yes mam."

When you regroup with the others, they've all got the stones. From there, Tony takes them to the lab and starts working.

When they have it together, the men have a peacocking competition to see who's going to use the gauntlet. It turns into a heated discussion when they tell Thor he isn't in any shape to use the gauntlet. They ultimately end up deciding on Hulk due to his gamma radiation.

Anticipation builds inside of you as Tony locks down the building. The team forms a circle around Bruce, uncertain of what exactly is going to happen.

He slips the gauntlet on and drops to a knee instantly. The power is visible as it courses up to his neck. His grunts of pain seem to trigger something inside of Natasha.

" Take it off Bruce," she goes to step into the circle, but you hold her by the waist.

Thor agrees with her," Banner, remove it."

Tony and Steve try to de-escalate the situation by calling out to Bruce. He's able to respond, which calms some of the nerves around you.

You loosen your grip on Natasha as Bruce brings his fingers up to snap, when he does, he faints and Tony's gauntlet slips off of his hand.

Clint kicks the gauntlet out of the way and everyone leans in to check on Bruce. Luckily, he was breathing.

" Did it work?" You ask and everyone shares glances.

" We don't know."

Clint's phone begins to ring. You all watch as he stalks towards it. His eyes gloss over as he picks it up.

" Honey."

You close your eyes, taking this as a victory. Finally, you had done something right. The world was back how it was supposed to be.

You didn't get to enjoy it for long. The building began to collapse, you were being attacked. There was nothing you could do.

" Shit," as you crashed down, you tried to keep your eyes on the gauntlet.

You hit the ground hard. You wanted to lie there and wallow in the pain, but before you got the chance you were being yanked to your feet.

" I got you," Natasha and Clint made sure you were sturdy before they let go of you.

You limped behind the pair until they abruptly stopped. Clint shot an arrow right past, and that's when you saw the creatures coming after you.

You see Clint reach down and grab Tony's gauntlet before sprinting. Natasha and you followed in his tracks. Your lungs and legs were both on fire, but you wouldn’t stop running.

Clint shot another arrow, which caught a chunk of the whatever the fuck those things were. More were still coming when Clint signaled up.

With a slight glance upwards, you grabbed Natasha's arm and shot the both of you up to the floor.

" Can you take us outside?" Clint asked, getting to his feet.

You grab both of them and in an instant you're outside. The air outside wasn't much better than the air in the fallen building.

Getting to anyone else was a gambling. If you were to teleport without knowing what was going around in their area, it could be deadly. The only option was for you to look for them on foot.

" We've got to get this to Tony," Clint held the gauntlet close to his chest.

You gave a curt nod before you all took off towards where you thought the fight was taking place.

You arrive just in time to see Thanos's army appear in the distance. Your hand stopped the other two in their tracks.

" That can't get any closer without them reacting," you say, referring to the gauntlet.

You, Clint, and Natasha hung back for a few moments. That's when you saw it in the distance. A golden circle opened up and people began to emerge.

" What's happening?"

" Strange," Natasha watches with a triumphant look on her face.

More of them began to open, heroes that didn't know personally began to appear ready to fight.

Your eyes scanned the crowd, and then they stopped. Everything seemed to stop. It had been 9 years since you had laid your eyes on Wanda.

This almost felt like the first time you'd seen her all over again. She was glowing with power. She was older, her get-up was different, but she still had those same intense green eyes.

For the first time in 9 years, you felt like a hero. You succeeded in your objective, bringing Wanda back and half the universe with her.

With a new pride in yourself, you stepped up so that you were behind Cap.

" Avengers," the word made you insecure, "Assemble."

The fight was on.

The slow motion was gone, everything was moving fast now.

You end up with Cap, fighting back to back," Avengers huh, am I included."

" You've always been included, Y/Ln. I'm sorry we ever told you anything different."

That's when you saw Thor in distress," Cap!"

He quickly shifts his attention. You handle the aliens who were targeting him. You watch in wonder as he lifts Thor's hammer.

While you want to watch the battle, you recognize that you're still in it. You're alerted of the new objective of getting the stones to the van.

You've seen the van before, you can get there faster than anyone else. All you needed were the stones.

" If someone can get me to the gauntlet, I can teleport to the van."

" Everyone heard that, get it to Y/n," Tony replies.

Though you're in the heat of battle, you try to teleport near the gauntlet. You duck immediately, when you see a blade directly in front of your face.

" Shit," you spot Peter with the gauntlet, but before you get to him, you hear Wanda scream.

You spare a glance to see Thanos on his knees folding under her power, but he's fingertips away from his weapon.

Before you could think about it too much, you're behind Wanda and then the two of you are on a different part of the battlefield. Close enough to see Thanos spear his weapon through the space where Wanda was.

You only get to look into her eyes for a second before you're going back to the gauntlet.

Your heart is thumping as you spot Black Panther with a gauntlet. He was going to pass it to you, but that's when the ship's power began to rain down.

In the chaos and confusion, Thanos had ended up with the gauntlet. Carol was giving him a run for his money.

You saw the gauntlet slipping from his grasp. You were waiting to strike until you were sure it would come off. You could get to the gauntlet, but getting it off was something else entirely. Thanos was wearing it and teleporting with it ran with it ran the risk of bringing him along with it.

You had to focus solely on the gauntlet. Not his hand or his arm, just the gauntlet. Once Tony joined Carol's efforts, it was the perfect moment.

You shot for the gauntlet, you didn't wait once you felt it in your grasp. You just went to the first place your mind could think of.

When you opened your eyes, the gauntlet was in your hand, and you were away from the battle.

The ground was covered in snow and trees. As the white substance fell from the sky, you felt at peace, almost forgetting your purpose.

You slipped the gauntlet on. The intense power made you shake uncontrollably. You used one of your hands to steady the other. It felt as though your body was going to split in half. You let out a violent scream and then snapped your fingers.

You fell to the ground immediately, a burning sensation quickly spread throughout your body. The snow did little to aid the burning.

The gauntlet had flown off of your hand and burst into flames. You watched it burn as your eyes got heavier and heavier. You wanted to laugh, but you couldn't. After all these years, you finally got the redemption you'd been hoping for in your last moments.

Life was cruel like that.

As your vision began to blur, you saw a portal open. It was similar to the one that brought everyone back.

You felt your body being lifted off the ground and carried to somewhere else.

" What happened?" The panic in the woman's voice was evident.

" She used the gauntlet," the man holding you answered.

" We have to get her somewhere where we can stabilize her," you knew that voice.

" Tony, I don't know if she'll make it."

" I'm not accepting that, Stephen," Tony argues with the doctor.

You feel your body being passed on to someone else," You're going to be ok, Y/n. I won't lose you too."

" Get her through the portal and onto the operation table."

You feel yourself fading more and more by the second. A hand squeezes yours," Stay with me, Y/n."

You use what little energy you have left to gently squeeze the hand back. Then you lose consciousness.

" We're losing her."

" Come on, Y/n"

Beep… Beep… Beep

" I won't lose her again"

" Wanda!"

Your body jolted up in an instant. Sweat covered you from head to toe. You ached all over and your heart felt like it would explode.

You looked around to see white walls and tile floors. There was equipment you were unfamiliar with surrounding you. It was obviously medical, you were in a hospital of some sort.

You laid back in the bed, trying to gather your thoughts. That didn't last long, someone was barging through the door before your head even hit the pillow.

" You're awake," Wanda's hands shot up to cover her mouth. You could see the tears start to stream down her face.

You try to get up to comfort her but the wires attached made it more complicated than you attended.

" Stay there," she came to your side and held your hand," I'm so glad you're ok."

" How long have I been here?"

" 4 days, you almost died after using the gauntlet. You actually flat lined, but-"

" You saved me," you interrupted her.

" I used my powers."

You said," I didn't know you could do that."

" Neither did I. All I knew was that I didn't want to lose you again," she looks into your eyes earnestly.

" The first time was my fault," you remember the disappointing look in the woman's eyes.

She squeezes your hand," No it wasn't. Just because you weren't on the team anymore didn't mean we all had to cut contact with you."

You sighed," It's been so long that it doesn't matter anymore because we're back together again."

Wanda gazes at the ground," Y/n, there's a lot you missed."

" Natasha told me about it. All of it," you stop her," I'm so sorry about Vision."

She lets out a shaky breath," I thought I would spend the rest of my life with him. The wounds are all still fresh. It was only days ago to me, but it's been 5 years in actuality."

" Wanda-"

" I loved him so much, and I know he would want to move on and be happy but-"

You wipe her tears away," It's going to take time. No one is rushing you, Wanda. We are all here for you, no matter how long it takes. You'll be happy again, I promise."

She laughs through her tears," You still know just the right thing to say."

" You make me choose my words carefully," you look away from her.

Wanda goes to speak again, but Natasha and Clint come running into the room.

" I swear if you didn't almost die, I'd be punching you right now," the spy glares at you playfully.

" Weren't you the one to tell us you'd kill us if we ever sacrificed ourselves. Sounds pretty hypocritical right about now," Clint added.

" It's good to see you guys too," you smile while you speak to them.

" Just like I prophesied, Banner. She has risen from the ashes," Thor enters the room with Bruce on his coattails.

" Glad you're alright," Bruce ignores Thor.

Tony strides in next with Steve behind him," Great, now that everyone is here and conscious, I can finally say this."

" He's retiring from field work," Steve said, stealing Tony's moment.

Tony glares at his friend," Well, Steve is taking a sabbatical to do some soul-searching and who knows when he'll be back."

You look between the two men," So who's supposed to lead the team, if you guys are out."

" Well, we were thinking-"

" Once you're all healed up, of course-"

" You could be the leader of the Avengers."

Your jaw drops," Me?"

Tony nods," You've proved yourself time and time again. Ending up here, the way you did, just proves that you'll all do what's right no matter what. It's a good skill to have."

Your team all looked at you with shining eyes. Each one of them supported what Tony and Steve were saying.

" Ok, I'll do it."

Healing started right there in that room. Once you were able to be discharged from the hospital, you still weren't a hundred percent. You would need almost around the clock assistance, just to make life a little easier.

Wanda was quick to volunteer her services. She basically moved into your place. To the point where she began redecorating things without your permission. You didn't really mind it.

It was nice having someone around after being alone for so long.

" Y/n, can I ask you something," Wanda turned her attention from the TV to you.

" Go for it."

She cleared her throat," Did you ever move on after you left that day?"

Your eyes locked on to hers," If you're asking if I ever found someone new, the answer is no. I didn't want anyone else"

Wanda bows her head," I'm sorry."

You scoot closer to her, taking her hand in yours," Don't ever say sorry for chasing your happy ending."

" I just- I think about what we could've been if you hadn't left a lot. Sometimes I wonder if it would've been you instead of him," her head falls onto your shoulder.

" Maybe," you took a long pause," but if you loved him like everyone says you did, I don't know if I'd measure up."

Her fingers began to fiddle with yours," I loved you too."

" You did?"

You could feel her nodding against your shoulder," I was heartbroken when you left and that's when Vision came, fixing all of the broken pieces."

" Good thing he was there," you say in a small voice.

All of the 'what ifs' were circling through your mind. You already knew what you had missed out on, but hearing it from Wanda was hard.

" I still love you," she looks up at you to find you already looking down at her.

" But you need time."

Her hand reaches to caress your face," I don't want to wait anymore, but rushing into anything seems wrong."

" We can go slow," your eyes dart to her lips.

She subtly nods her head before closing the gap between the two of you. You let her lead, not wanting to rush the moment.

Her lips moved sensually against yours. Her lips were light, almost if she were afraid of hurting you. Your lips matched her movements.

You hadn’t even noticed the kiss had ended as her forehead rested against yours. The feeling of her breath delicately grazing her lips had you fooled.

" I love you," you say back to her.

She places a kiss on your forehead," I'm going to hold you close for as long as you allow me."

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #lowkeyerror #marvel #the avengers #thanos #marvel endgame

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skylarinfinity · 11 months

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[thanos try to give his villain speech]

thanos: [serious] i know what it's like to lose-

[m/n snort]

thanos: [get angry but continue his speech] to feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless-

[m/n keep laughing]

thanos: [turn to face m/n] what so funny to you?!

m/n: [keep laughing while try to explain himself] it's- it's just funny- funny how you the big bad- big bad titan but using really tight trousers- [laugh harder]

[the avengers all laughing when they realised it too]

wanda: [snorting] you really want to show your plum arse huh?

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extraordinari1y-ordinary-writer · 5 months

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Nightmares

Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!alien!character

Summary: She learned to manage the nightmares. Until one night she couldn't.

Content Warning: Angst; hurt/comfort; fear; nightmares about death, torture and experimentation; sibling rivalry; Thanos; vague mention of the Chitauri and Sakaarans; anything else I failed to mention. Let me know if I missed anything.

Word Count: 723

Note: Was this requested? No! I was in a creative mood. Sorry if it's not that good. I'll come back here and there to make some edits where it's necessary. Any gifs or pictures I use are not mine.

Gentle reminder that I am always open for feedback! 💕

She was frozen. Her heart was beating almost painfully fast. Her family had been slaughtered, begging for their lives before being struck down. But she wasn't. He made her step aside, but he made sure she watched—the splatter of their blood, the smell of it. Hearing their bodies fall, it was all burned into her memory. She couldn't look at him. Not again. He was adorned in armor, far nicer than his accomplices'. Compared to her, he was gigantic. Purple skinned with an air of indifference.

"Little one," he'd said softly. His voice still seemed so loud. She heard him move, kneeling beside her. She began to tremble. "I know you don't understand," he continued, "but you will. The Universe is imbalanced—it is my duty to restore it." Tears filled her eyes. "And you will help me accomplish it."

The years bled together, and she saw how cruel Thanos could be. She remembered the pain of his experiments. Thanos took her apart and put her back together over and over again. She could barely recognize herself. She remembered the humiliation of losing to Gamora in combat training. Thanos saw loss as weakness, and the pain would start over again. She remembered the faces of each person she killed—the fear and desperation as they begged for their lives. She had a mission to complete. She couldn't afford mercy. Not anymore.

She imagined Thanos' face for every kill she carried out. She imagined her siblings for every torture she had to participate in. She had truly been consumed by her anger by then.

Her last mission had been the turning point for her. Thanos sent her and Nebula out to a nearby planet for cleansing. Nebula carried out her orders. She couldn't. She had forced her way into a house, where a mother was crying as she tried to shield her child. This wasn't the first time she'd slaughtered a family, but something was different about this. It stirred something in her, forcing up the fear she felt seeing her own family die. Feelings she thought she locked away.

Her breathing was labored, and her hands trembled. She was hesitating. If Thanos found out, he would surely punish her. She didn't want the pain. The thought of it made her panic surge. Her mother's face danced in her vision. The brutality of their deaths flashed every time she closed her eyes. Their screams rang in her head, desperate and—

She jolted out of her bed with a gasp, her heart hammering in her chest. Her eyes were bleary from unshed tears; her mind fogged from the nightmare. The fear and panic surged through her, tightly holding onto her as she tried to regain some control. But the tears—those damn tears! It had taken her a moment to realize they were falling. As a broken sob escaped her lips, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and she reacted. A twist of the wrist as her body maneuvered onto the form beside her, straddling them. Her other hand went to the throat, squeezing.

"It's me," he spoke. His voice strained against your grip. She blinked once, twice, before clarity washed over her. Thor. Her husband lay underneath her, blue eyes clouded with worry as he struggled against her grip. She removed herself, scrambling off the bed. Her back hit the wall, her hands covering her mouth. Thor sat up and got out of bed, the worry still etched on his face. There was a red mark on his throat where her hand had been. "My love," he said softly.

"No," she snapped. She held her hands up to stop Thor. Her voice was thick with emotion. "Don't," she whispered, her voice trembling. Thor didn't move. He always saw the turmoil on his wife's face, even in her best attempts to hide it. She had told him of her life, her experiences. Thor felt so much anger and heartbreak. How could someone be allowed to suffer so much?

With careful steps, Thor approached her. She watched him, body shaking as tears continued to fall down her face. He stopped less than a foot from her—a tilt of his head, a silent question.

Can I hug you?

More tears as she nodded, pushing herself from the wall as she threw herself into his arms. Finally, she felt safe.

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gothicscorpiohub · 7 months

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Lost You–2

Genre: Thriller–Romantic

Pairing: Marvel Loki x Reader

Overview: As soon as Loki acknowledges the arrival of Thanos, the first thing in his mind was to secure the precious possession, his wife Y/n. The things however don't work out as per the expectations. Would the love of theirs survive after the predicted death of Loki? Did he survived? How?

Part 1:

He was here

Thanos,

To take the tesseract,

To engulf them all in his cruel tactical plan,

Thanos was here,

To initiate the war.

To kill them all

Before proceeding to take further actions, Loki teleported his way to the chamber he and y/n shared to examine Y/n's security, to bound her safely in the room. Opening the door, he was met with the beautiful serenity of his wife.

She sat comfortably on the couch, with her back arched upon the cushioned backboard, her swollen feet were kept on the empty table to seek some rest from the constant uneasiness caused due to pregnancy, on her lap were the remainder of the food packages Loki kept for her, the swollen belly of hers was being caressed softly by her hand, a mild serene smile plastered on her face.

Loki's heart fluttered from the sight of Y/n who, no matter what, would never leave his side. He can't imagine how could anyone go through these severe situations and that too during pregnancy and not uttering a word for complain.

All the knowledge he acquired through the books indicated the increased level of anxiousness in the lady but he incredibly admired how his wife handled the toughest of the hard situations this smoothly. He has never heard a single complain from her side and he'll not be wrong to admit him been yearning for her to show her mood swings out rather than complying them herself.

He didn't knew what he did to deserve such a beautiful, talented, fierce socceress as his wife and the mother of his child. He wondered how witty would their offspring be

Noticing him, Y/n looked up, eyebrows furrowed the slightest "What's wrong?" She asked right away. No matter how hard Loki tried to convince his expression, she always picks right on him. "Nothing darling, just a minor velocity change of the ship. Stay here until it's practicing normal speed." He tried to lie swiftly, not being the God of Mischief for nothing. Standing up, she quirked her eyebrows, clearly annoyed with her husband lying to her.

"Loki, you brought tesseract with you." She quietly spoke, advancing to him for a clear conversation, placing a hand on her womb, as if supporting herself against the pain. Loki wanted nothing other than his urge to hug her and soothe her pain, only if the circumstances granted him so.

"What do you mean darling?" He tried to sound as confident as he can, but standing before her to lie wasn't any easily appealing task, his insides were rippling with anxiety. He didn't had much time, he has to secure her room and has to face Thanos.

"Lie as much you want, husband" she said weakly annoyed, turning around. She never appreciated him lying to her, it's always when she grasps his lies within a second of him using his silver tongue, but that always leads her being insecurely disappointed. Loki knows perfectly how hurt she gets when he, of all, isn't honest to her. It truly breaks Loki's heart just as much to lie to her.

"Make sure he'll never be around."she added quietly before ascending towards the washroom, leaving Loki speechless.

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Anxiety was coursing through his veins, mind running through several scenarios to tact them all out the reach of Thanos. His brain was throbbing with unexplainable intensity, his heart beating at such a pace he never it is capable of.

Thor's head was held captive by the enormous hand of Thanos. His witchy companion was speaking something regarding mercy they were doing on the Asgardians but Loki wasn't keeping up with any word, desperately running through the tricks he could use at the situation.

"– I'm sure you have a preference." Thanos said, smiling devilishly.

"Oh I do, kill him." Loki said, trying to sound as nonchalant as he could. Thanos's grip on his brother's head tightened as such that Thor seemed on the urge of bursting through his skull, his loud whimpers echoing through the destroyed walls of the room.

"Alright, stop." Loki bellowed.

An uncomfortably fuzzy blanket seemed to cover his brain, as if he wasn't controlling it, someone else was in control of him. Loki is known to these tricks and henceforth is completely aware to button the feelings.

Drawing a dagger at his side, conceiving it from as many eyes as he may, he advanced to Thanos, conjuring the glowing, icy blue tesseract in his hands. Thanos's gaze seemed to penetrate Loki's. He knew well the Mischief God, and which was what scared Loki.

With a swift motion, Loki swayed his dagger up at Thanos's neck utilising all the might he could afford at such unforeseen circumstance. His heart was caught in his mouth, skipped several beats once he felt his wrist stopping mere inch away from its target. Noting the situation briefly, with a jerk his insides warned him about the regretful stunt he had done, a large, beefy, uncomfortable lump seeped to block his oesophagus.

His hand was bound to stop in its movement of intended murder of a Titan with a small dagger, with the seidr of the infinity stone. Not a moment he had to process himself being pulled up by Thanos's big purple hand, wrapped around Loki's neck tightly, coiling around his neck tighter with every fraction of a second passing. Loki's vision started blurring out, the surroundings started to become more and more foggy, with a dizzying nausea coiling inside, his senses were going numb and before blacking out completely, the last thing that crossed the barrier of his numbness was a sharp stinging pain in his lower abdomen.

It's around 12 and yeah I wasn't able to draft this more appropriately. Let me know if you want another sequel.

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Part 3:

P.S. : consider me as your friend and you may always talk to me even if you're not suffering from depression and anxiousness, certain things are even worse.

I've been considered confidential hooman whole a lot. I won't judge.

Anyways, 3rd part is out!!!

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kazutora-lover · 1 year

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There's this stupid thought in my brain and I thought you'd like to know which wave of stupidity I'm surfing on today :)

So like, what if hypothetically, every character that ever got (and gets) created ACTUALLY gets to live in a parallel universe? Like, everything we bring to life on this planet (fictional), gets to actually come to life in another dimension?

There'd be:

mf's who want to devour each other

people who have to avoid Shibuya like it's the plaque because of a certain 20 fingered weirdo

heroe's who want to be pro-heroe's and their explosive one-of-a-kind

volleyball players who dance for meat

lots and lots of shadow clones and the emo friend

a bald dude who could destroy everything with one snap of his finger

a crybaby who goes back in time for his girly and friends

a walking chainsaw and his abnormal friends who are or become weapons

& whatever Junji Itō created 😭

And now imagine, you'd get to live on the same planet as them and instead of different nationalities and countries, there'd be different 'universes' as continents.

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shelbgrey · 2 years

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Whatever it takes(Clint barton)

Paring: Clint Barton x reader

Summary: clint barton and his wife are in charge of the soul stone. Only one will be able to return home.

"three groups, six stones" Steve stated. I stood next to my husband Clint kinda zoned out. I was scared shit-less to say the least I looked over to my brother Scott and slightly smiled. He simply smiled and gave me a reassuring smile.

"you'll bring that back in one piece, right?" Rocket said to Clint bring me back to reality. I looked down at the raccoon. He had his arms crossed eyeing Clint as he held on to Peter Quil's ship. I knew it was important to Rocket. "we'll take care of it Rocket" I said softly. Clint looked over to my and grabbed my hand. He gave it quick squeeze as Bruce started up the time machine.

"see you all in a minute" I smiled.

"take care of my sister Clint" Scott said pointing at the two of us. "we'll be fine Bugs"

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We climbed up the mountain as dust and snow flew everywhere. The closer up we got the colder and heaver the snow fell on our shoulders. When we made it the top the place was diserted. It was quite and and dark clouds surounded the top. "clin-" I whispered but he cut me off. "shhh" he said pulling out one of his arrows.

"Clint and (y/n) Barton" a voice said. Clint quickly took his place in front of me and loaded his bow. I quickly pulled out my sword.

The figure came into view. He was floating and was covered in a black clok and hood. "I am keeper of the soul stone"

"oh good just tell us where it is and we'll be on our way" I spoke trying to sound stern.

"to retrieve the stone you must give up the thing you love most." the keeper said. "a soul for a soul"

I sat on the rock taking the little information we were given. Clint was placing back and forth and giving of sarcastic remarks to the keeper.

"maybe this is just all a load of shit... Maybe he just lying" he spoke kneeling In front of me and placed his hand on my knee. I shook my head.

"I don't think so... when Thanos left this place he left with the stone but not his daughter... It's not a coincidence" I said standing up. "whatever it take.. Remember?"

"yeah.. Whatever it takes" he mumbled refusing to make eye contact.

"if we don't get that stone millions of people stay dead" I spoke looking into his eyes. Clint looked down at me with misty eyes. Then nodded. "then I guess we both know who's it's gotta be"

I nodded and took Clint's hand intertwining out fingers. "I guess we do" I whispered and squeezed his hand tightly and looked down at his black wedding ring. Clint then tilted his head to the side making eye contact. "I'm being to think we're think off different people here... Little bird" he said using the Nickname he gave me long ago and it was the first I've heard it in five years. It was a comfort and It reminded me of all I'm fighting for.

"the last five years.... Actually all my life I've been trying to fix things from back when I was stealing things with my brother to now.. Now we have a chance to bring everyone back." I told him. And he shook his head.

"don't get all decent on me now"

"I'm trying to save your life you idjit" I said placing my hands on his chest trying to push him away. "well I don't want you too... How's that" he spoke.

"if I do this you can have the chance to live the life you always wanted" I said my voice cracking. I felt my heart race and the fear of him getting in my way increased.

"the life I always wanted is with you!" he slightly shouted as a tears started to pool in his eyes "and if anyone is getting home to our daughter it's gonna be you"

"Clint please..." I cried. "let me be the hero you think I am"

Clint sighed and placed his hand on my cheek. "your a real pain in my ass you know that" he joked. "you love me for it" I chuckled but It ended with a quiet sob.

My smile was cut short by him placing a soft kiss to my lips. "okay" he whispered against my lips. He kissed my lips one more time then pulled away fully.

"alright you win"

Clint quickly moved closer and slammed me to the ground stopping me from going anywhere. "tell our daughter I love her" he said and started to run towards the edge of the cliff. Before he could get to far and grabbed his ankles and pushed him to his back. I quickly stood up and looked at him on last time. "tell her your self...and take care of her" I quickly turned to were the edge of the mountain was and started running. I soon fell to the ground again by one of his stupid exploding arrows.

As being to stand up I watched Clint jump and actually get over the edge. "no!" I quickly ran after him and grabbed his hand to try and pull him up but I was pulled down too. Our fall was cut short by one of his grappling hook arrows and held on to me for dear life. "hang on baby... Please just hang on" he sobbed as he tried to figure out how to get me back up safely. I did as I was told and held on.

"Clint.." I spoke softly. Clint quickly shook his head and kept trying to pull me up to his body. "Damnit hang on-"

"Clint" I spoke again. "no, please no I can't loose you" he cried looking down at me and refusing to let go. "Clint it's okay... It's okay" I said giving him my best smiled.

"I Love You Hawk, never forget that" I said. Placed my boots on the side of the mountain and pushed off making Clint loose his grip of me. "no!" was the last thing I heard before the feeling of falling consumed me before things went black.

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(Clint's pov)

"did we do it? Did it work?" Scott asked excited. "(n/n) we did it!" her voice didn't respond. Scott looked around and his smile fade as he watched me stomp of the time machine with tears running down my eyes.

"Clint where's (y/n)? Where's my sister" Scott asked. I only squeezed my eyes shut and fell to my knees. Nat quickly wrapped her arm around my shoulder and hugged me tight.

"Damnit!" Scott shouted and threw his helmet a crossed the room.

I didn't say much the rest of the day. We ended up at the dock of the compound. I had my back to everyone else muffling out there conversation I till Tony's question made me perk up.

"Scott, did you and (y/n) have any other family?" Scott didn't answer so Steve butted in. "yeah us"

"what are you doing?" Thor asked coming up behind Tony. "I just asked a question" Tony whispered and looked over to me.

"yeah, no your acting like she's dead, why are we acting like she dead?" Thor asked Tony and Steve.

"we have the stones right? As long as we have the stones Cap, we can bring her back" Thor said more frantically and started to break down himself. The two weren't very close but you could tell Thor did very much care about (y/n). They all did.

She was like the rock of the team and always put us before herself. She loved every single one of us and always made sure we were okay rather it be eating a proper meal, getting enough sleep, or being patched up and healthy after a mission. She wore her heart on her sleeve and the heart of gold she had was one of many reasons I fell in love with her.

"we can't bring her back" I whispered for the first time. The Team looked at me and tears slowly fell down my cheek. I clintched my fist roughly and eyed my black wedding ring she picked out for me. "what?" Thor mumbled.

"it can't be undone" I repeated and looked at Natasha. Nat looked down and crossed her arms.

"look I'm sorry, no offense but your a very earthy being" Thor said. I really did want to punch him. All the anger, sorrow, and guilt that was all jamed packed inside of me was fighting to get out. "we are talking about space magic" Thor started up again. "and 'cant' seems to be a little definitive don't you think?"

"yeah look I know I'm way out of my pay rate here but she isn't here, is she?" I said getting angry. "that's my point" Thor mumbled and refused to look at me.

"it. Can't. Be. Undone!" I said more stern. "or at least that's what the big red floating guy had to say. Maybe you want to go talk to him" I shouted. "yeah go grab your hammer and you go fly over there and you go talk to him" I shouted trying to control my tears. "Clint.." Natasha whispered and put her hand on my shoulder.

"God Damnit it was supposed to be me!" I shouted and crumbled to the ground and fell on my butt. "she sacrificed her self for that fucking stone, she put her life on it!" this time I herd Bruce snap. Bruce picked up the bench he was next to and snapped it in half and threw it across the lake. Bruce and her were best friends. They looked out for each other and had the same friendship I had with Nat.

"how am I supposed to tell (daughter's name)? How can I tell her that her mom's not coming home" I cried as Nat wrapped her arms around me and held me tight.

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(your pov)

My body jolted awake and air was was running smoothly through my body. My throat felt like it was on fire and my body aced. When I tried to set up I noticed I couldn't go anywhere. I was trapped in endless darkness.

"help!" I shouted which only made my throat feel worse. My voice scratched and squeaked as I started banging on the box I was in. I threw one more punch and heard the wood from the box creek. I decided to start pushing and as I did sharp pieces of dirt and grave fell on my face and into my eyes.

"come on-" I was cut off my the lid opening and a pile of dirt covered me drowning me.

I closed my eyes and used me nails and the little straight I had to pull me up to were there was light. My body felt like it was being pulled through a taffy puller as I clawed at the brown and green grass and dirt from the land I was trying to get on top of. When I successfully made it out I slammed my self on the nature filled area. The sun blazed down at me and my back started get soaked from the dirt and wet grass I was laying on.

When heart beat finally got to a normal pace and I started to breath regular I rolled over and sat on my knees. And looked around. All I saw was browns and greens. I was out in the middle of a forest and in the middle nowhere. It was hot and wet around were I was at and it felt like the sun just made its life goal to annoy me.

As I stood up my knees wobbled and my lungs heaved as I got cought in a coughing fit. I walked down the empty road clenching my chest as walked to nowhere in particular. I didn't know where I was out or even how to get back home. It seemed I didn't know anything and my memory was very fuzzy from the last time I was with Clint and the team

I sighed in relief when I saw a run down gas station. There was no one there and it looked deserted but I could care less if it had water and food I'm happy. I worked up the strength I had and sprinted to the front door. I frantically knocked on the door but no one responded. "hello?" I said my voice getting horse again. I sighed and wrapped my hand on my flannel and broke the glass window that was in the door. I took my hand out of my shirt and reached through the hole I made and unlocked the door. I slowly walked in. It was quite the only sound was heard was the soft humming of the fridges and the small cracking of glass being crushed under my Converse covered feet.

I sighed and rushed to the fridge that kept all the water bottles. Quickly grabbed one and practically broke the lid taking it off. The first one was luke warm but it was gone in seconds. I pressed my back against the fridge and slowly slid down it drinking the next one a little slower than the first one. I let out a breath and tilted my head back feeling the water and sweat drip off my face. Getting tired of the sticky feeling I slowly walked to the bathroom and splashed water on my face. I quickly cought the drops of water in my flannel and wiped my face.

I slowly stood up straight and carefully peaked through the material afraid to see how bad I look. I uncovered my face fully and studied myself. My face was thinner and the blue hair diy was fully faded and my hair was its original brown. I looked thinner and weaker than the last time I looked in the mirror. I tilted my head to the side and noticed something red peaking under the sleeve of my shirt. I quickly pulled the fabric up and saw a red burn the shape of a hand print. I sighed and checked the other the shoulder. I saw the same thing. I pulled my sleeve down left the bathroom and walked into the main area of the station.

as I started to munch on a bag of chips I noticed the news paper that was slightly crumbled. I read the date and gasped. "I've been gone for 8 months?" I whispered to myself. 'I needed to get home' I thought. I looked over to the cash register and sighed feeling guilty as I opened it and pocketed most of the change and took at least five of each dollar bill. I sighed and quickly went out side looking for a pay phone.

When I found it I practically ran into the door trying to get to the phone as fast as possible. I quickly dialed scott's phone. "come on Bugs"

"hello?" he answered. His voice sounded horse and broken.

"Scott, its me" I quickly said and looked out the window of the phone booth being aware of my surroundings.

"who's me?" he said sounding a little frustrated.

"Scott it's (y/n)" I said and the line went dead. I quickly dialed again. "okay who is this really because I don't find this funny" he spoke his voice getting lower and angrier.

"Scott I promise it's me"

"don't call this number again" he said and hung up. "Damnit Scott!" I growled before slamming the phone back in its place. I hit my forehead on the wall of the booth a couple of time then noticed a old car. I quickly got out of the small box and ran to the vehicle. It was an old dented vw beatle. I quickly hot wired it and got it started. I praised God and started to race down the empty dirt road.

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After hours of driving the roads and streets started to get familiar. I sighed in relief as the familiar building and skyscrapers came into view. I thanked God as sped the car up and raced to my brother's house. When parked a block away and started to walk down the neighborhood. When I finally made to Scott's front door I noticed it was too quiet there wasn't any children's laughter to fill my ears, there wasn't any play dates with Cassie and who ever friend she had over it was completely silent..

I started to frantically knocking on the door till it opened reveling Hope. Her eyes bugged out and she covered her mouth. "good to see ya hope.. is Scott home?" I slightly smiled. She quickly snapped herself out of her gaze and opened the door more. "he's at the compound" she said leaning on the door Fram. "you want a ride over?" she asked. I shook my head no. "I got a car..

Kinda had to got back to me and Scott's old ways" I slightly chuckled. Hope softly smiled and nodded.

"we missed you... Scott isn't the same with out his partner in crime" she smiled. "how's (daughter's name) and Cassie?" I asked.

"there both over at the compound" hope answered. I nodded "I probably should head down there but I don't know how they'll handle it"

Hope didn't answer only rapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. "I missed you" I hugged her back and rested my head on her shoulder. "good luck with them" she nodded and slightly teared up.

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"I got it" I heard Peter yell then foot steps coming closer to the door. When he finally opened it he had the same reaction as hope only more emotions filled his eyes. "hay kid" I smiled. "who's at the door" I heard Tony's voice in the distance. I chuckled and wanted to cry myself. Just the sound of his voice made me happy. Tony then came into view showing how much he changed. The side of his face was slightly scared and his arm was wrapped up in the cast of some sort that looked like it came from his suit. He immediately started to cry and pushed Peter out of the way. He trapped me in bone crushing hug. He was one of my best friends and was like big brother/father to me. He pulled me away and held my face in his hands.

"are you real? Am I dreaming?" I laughed. "I'm really here Tones." he quickly pulled me back to his chest and chuckled. "I missed you" he whispered.

"I'll go find Mr. Barton and (daughter's name)" I heard Peter say and he disappeared. I pulled away from Tony.

"how's (daughter's name)?" Tony smiled. "what's can I say she's just like her mom"

"growing up too fast." Tony added as he closed the door after letting me into the building. Tony lead me into the main room were we all used to hang out and have our weekly movie nights or parties. In the corner of my eyes I noticed Peter returning and (daughter's name) was in his arms.

"momma!" she shouted and jumped out of his arms And ran to me as fast as she could. I immediately knelt down and had my arms out wide. She immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and held on to me. "I missed you momma"

"I missed you to baby bird." I said tearing up a bit. She grown up so much. He hair was longer and she was bit taller but still had the same adorable baby face she had the last time we were together.

"(y/n)?" I hear a deep voice say I turn round with (daughter's name) at my hip as I held on to her. It was Clint he looked tired and run down but was still handsome as ever. He still had the sparkle and cockyness in his Icy blue eyes. "hay hawk" I set our daughter down gently.

"oh my God" he ran up to me and held me face in his hands. "I'm I dreaming?" he said tearing up. I shook my head as tears started to roll down my cheeks.

"I'm here baby, I'm here" I said placing my hands on his chest. "I'm home" he slammed his lips to mine and kissed me passionately and held in to my waist holding me tight like he was afraid I'll disappear again. "I thought I lost you forever" he mumbled against my lips.

"your not getting ride of me that easy" I gigged running my fingers through his short hair. "your never dying for me again.. Okay?" he said lifting my chin up with this fingers so I would look him in the eyes. "I can't promise anything" I smirked.

"your a pain in my ass" he smirked back.

"and you love me for it" he only nodded and placed a kiss on my forehead. As he pulled away(daughter's name) came running at the both of us making Clint pick her up. He did and held her on his hip. (daughter's name) pulled on the collar of my flannel pulling me closer to her and Clint. "got my two favorite girls back" he said putting his hand on the back of me neck pulling me to him. He pressed his forehead to mine as our daughter put one of her small arms around me and other on Clint hugging us both.

Clint got his happy ending after all. Home is were the heart is they say but if you ask him he'd say as long as he had his little girl and me he's home.

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