#krasinski!reed x oc

[profeyandere]

𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐑. ─── ☾ 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘

ʟɪɴᴋꜱ ↪ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ↪ ᴍᴀʀᴠᴇʟ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ↪ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜱ ↪ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 3ᴋ ↪ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʀᴇᴇᴅ ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ↪ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

English is not my native language, so I apologize for any mistake and if you can help me improve it, I will greatly appreciate it. I hope you enjoy it :D

"Surrender and let me end your suffering."

The words of The Scarlet Witch could hurt you inside, even though you were aware of that double meaning that she had used when speaking to you. It was your determination and your hope of being able to save your friends that were making you act in that way so little predictable and erratic, you may even later receive a strong scolding from Professor Xavier, but you would risk suffering the consequences if your colleagues remained unharmed by the attacks of that woman who wanted to get to the girl who was in your facilities and suddenly had landed in your universe.

You would never have believed that anyone was sufficiently consumed by the Darkhold until you met Wanda and heard about her from the new Doctor Strange who had magically appeared.

Suddenly, during your fantasy morning routine where you stay home for part of the day, you received an unexpected call from your best friend, Reed Richards, who informed you about the arrival of two people from a different universe, being something that didn't particularly catch your attention until he mentioned that one of them was a new Doctor Strange who wasn't yours; it didn't take you more than two minutes to be at the main base of The Illuminati, the group that had been formed with some of the masterminds of the known universe.

A new Doctor Strange was there, in front of your eyes, warning of a threat even greater than himself, much greater than any of the villains you'd once faced, and it wasn't until you saw Wanda Maximoff through the monitors installed in the base, that you finally got going to try to stop it.

Now the situation had gotten out of control and, in an attempt to make you see to what extent her power was aggressive enough. She had ended the life of one of your companions in the most horrifying way possible; Black Bolt, known to be the king of the Inhumans, tried to stop her with just a scream, obtaining death by disappearing his mouth and panicking about it, causing several of his organs to explode internally due to the loudness and strength of his voice and causing him to drop dead on the ground with half a skull cracked, leaving you all frozen, obviously preparing for the attack.

"I can't let you do this, even if your reason is fair enough," you murmured. "You may have lost loved ones, but it is no excuse to do this."

You could barely make out his bloody figure through the lightning you had both faced, merging the green coming from you with the red coming out of her hands, creating a continuous clash with your powers that had easily come to nothing; you were not the most powerful of your companions, you were aware of your limitations, but you knew that now you had to trust yourself more than ever to be able to defeat the villain, even if your life hung by a thread.

"Tell me you wouldn't like to be with the people you love," Wanda spoke as she gradually stopped her power, trying to make you understand that you should have a little truce. "Make me see that you are happy even if your wish is not fulfilled."

You understood that those words would bring with them some kind of proposal that, although it was true that you would reject instantly, at least you hoped that it would bring with it some kind of long and continuous talk that would allow the rest of your friends to put together a plan where you would come out winners or, failing that, you could run away with Cristine and the girl from another universe.

"What do you mean by that?" You asked, watching Reed take a step towards you out of the corner of your eye.

"I'll explain it to you if your friends don't interrupt us," she answered as he looked over your shoulder at Mr Fantastic, "tell them to stay calm, I have no intention of attacking while you don't do anything that could cause your death."

You took a long and shaky breath, afraid of doing something wrong, turning around so you could make eye contact with your teammates who seemed ready to attack at any moment to get you out of the situation. You made a sign with your hands to calm down and trust what you were about to do; these were critical moments, and unless you timed your words correctly, you knew it was very likely that within seconds you would all be dead.

"They won't attack," you assured, turning to the witch to be able to talk with her and give your companions time to come up with a good plan, "now explain what you meant by that."

Wanda extended her right hand towards you, obviously to take it, but it was Reed's hand that caused you to not be able to take a step towards the woman, seeing how he was worried and distrustful of the situation; you wanted to assure him that everything would be fine, that it would surely end in a matter of minutes and that Wanda would disappear by the magic of friendship or whatever absurd thing you could think of, but you were not even sure that you could get out of that situation alive.

Your thumb slid over his slowly to calm his nerves, feeling the warmth that his body gave off even with the suit on and allowing that sensation of tranquillity that his closeness would always have caused you to transfer to your body. Your eyes made contact with his, being able to distinguish that characteristic shine full of concern in him, but you gave him one of your sweet smiles that, somehow, relieved the tension he felt after having seen how willing you were to sacrifice your life for them and the multiverse.

Always, you didn't know how, you had had that special connection that you never managed to label, but that had always helped in situations where fear, pressure and tension were the protagonists.

Slowly, you let your hand slide through hers until you freed yourself from her grasp and walked towards The Scarlet Witch seriously and haughtily, hoping to cause some kind of intimidation in her, but her outstretched hand did not seem hesitant.

You didn't feel any kind of pain when you made contact with her, just a strong dizziness product of the trance in which she was submerging you thanks to her powers.

(…)

The strong dizziness, the product of Wanda's magic, made you look for something to hold on to, forcing you to move your hands to the first thing in front of you, finding yourself with the surprise of being clutched to the surface a whitish polka-dotted countertop blackish that you did not swear to have seen in your life, confusing you by the sudden change of scenery that had formed around you.

While you tried to control your breathing and regain your balance, you kept your eyes closed to calm down while you felt on your skin and fingertips the different sensations that the new scenario caused you. The coldness of the countertop with the warmth that it crawled slowly through your body, it made you understand that you were in a house, specifically in a kitchen.

And you were not wrong.

Around you, you could see a huge refrigerator, the ceramic hob, several upper shelves where large crockery was proudly displayed and a large number of drawers where the utensils to make different types of meals should be found, in addition to the electronic devices around you they could point out that you weren't in your usual home because you'd never had enough money to have a kitchen this big with all that knick-knack, and if you'd had enough money, it never really appealed to you to live in a mansion with a huge kitchen. You had never seen that room, you were not able to recognize it and, even if you tried to say where you were, there was nothing else besides the magnets on the fridge that could give you a clue.

You were completely lost.

You looked at yourself and the soft pyjamas you were wearing made you smile because at least the clothes looked familiar to you and you couldn't help but be happy that something seemed familiar to you, of course, it was the small and simple ring on your left hand what confused you. You knew that the engagement one was on the right, the married one on the left, but you swore you hadn't been with anyone in recent years and you weren't completely ready for someone to propose to you.

"Sweetie?"

That voice, usually strong and self-confident, now sweet and calm, made your heart melt, especially because of the affectionate nickname that had come from her lips.

There, behind you and on the other side of the huge table that ran through the kitchen, was the tall figure of Reed who, worried that he had called you a couple of times from the living room and had not received any answer except for the fall of something similar to a plate, had approached the kitchen to see if something had happened to you while you were putting what was in the dishwasher, finding with the surprise that there was one of the plates shattered on the floor, possibly having broken when you had reached that illusion.

"What?"

The whisper coming from your lips worried him even more that maybe you had hit yourself and had a concussion but, rounding the centre kitchen table, he found the little mess at your feet, making him smile when he saw his suspicions had been confirmed. You had broken a plate and you intended to throw it before he did, as had happened to you the previous four times.

"If you needed help, you just had to tell me," he said before moving closer to the pottery on the floor, reaching his hand toward your head so he could slowly stroke your hair. "You haven't cut yourself, have you?"

Nothing came out of your mouth but unintelligible murmurs, causing the characteristic laugh that had always caused butterflies in your stomach to come out of him.

"I'm fine," you assured me when you noticed his extensible hands at the height of your waist that helped you to sit on the counter, "I can do it."

"I'm sure of that," he spoke, placing himself between your legs and avoiding the pieces of the broken plate to be closer to you, "but I don't want you to cut yourself, again."

That innate concern in him made you happy because you felt for a moment that he especially cared for you, but he left you speechless when he gently planted his lips on yours, creating a short but sweet kiss that caused you to turn red in a matter of seconds, plus his subsequent wink at the state he had left you in made you stutter.

"You've dreamed of this a million times, right?

The female voice next to you alerted you, making you hurry down from the counter to bump into Reed, who suddenly vanished in a cloud of red, leaving him disoriented and worried.

"What is this?" You asked with fear, taking a couple of steps back to put a little distance between you and the witch.

"This has always been your dream, to have a life with him, hasn't it?" She questioned, making you groan under your breath. "Don't get defensive, I just want to let you know that if you help me get America's powers I can give you this life in another universe."

"I know that dreams are windows to another universe, and I would love to be with him, but I am aware that something very bad would happen," you spoke. "What would I do with myself from that universe? I couldn't destroy it and I doubt Reed would be foolish enough to think that I in my universe is the same as his."

"Your self in this universe wouldn't know about it," she intervened. "It wouldn't destroy itself, you'd just take over his body, so you wouldn't need to kill anyone,” she explained. "You would replace her, you would have his life and everything you ever wanted, the man of your dreams and the loved family and, honestly, I would never intervene in it if you agree to help me."

Wanda's proposal was clear: Your most cherished desire in exchange for a betrayal.

(…)

You suddenly opened your eyes, blinking a few times as you felt Wanda's hands slide through yours until they released you, allowing you to take a step back and have some space to come back to yourself.

"I understand that you want to offer me something that you also yearn for," you began. "You want to be with the people you love, but this is not the way, and even if you try to trick me into helping you by offering me the life I want, I would never betray the people I love, I don't care what universe it is in."

Wanda frowned.

"You should understand my pain," she spoke angrily, her voice trembling and her eyes turning red. "He will never love you in this universe, you will never find happiness being here, and I can give it to you if you help me."

"I don't care," you said, "as long as he's happy, so am I."

For Wanda that was the trigger, she knew that you would never be on her side.

The Illuminati had been able to observe and listen to your interaction with Wanda and, although they had not been able to see what you had experienced nor had they been able to observe your facial expressions, they were aware of that wish that you wanted so much to fulfil and that you could not achieve in the first place this universe and they only had to look at Reed to realize that he had understood it too. You only had to see the way you looked at him to know that all you wanted was to be with the man of your dreams, even if it was too late for that.

The group, hearing your words, confirmed their suspicions, and it was the explosion of light that almost made them fall to the ground because both you and Wanda, in an attempt to do your jobs, pushed your powers to the maximum to defeat the other, causing not only everything around you to tremble but also your physique to change; auras of different colours surrounded you and your eyes shone with intensity to the point where perfectly, in a dark room, it could be the only thing that would be seen.

"Go away, I won't be able to contain her for the rest of my life!"

Your voice, louder than ever this time, startled the heroes, causing them to look at each other.

"What do you mean?" Carter asked. "We are a team. We stand together."

"And I refuse to let you die like Black Bolt!" You exclaimed, holding your hands out in front of you. "The only thing I ask of you is that you go away, it's the only thing I want most right now!"

Reed, who was closest to you, could distinguish the small tears that came out of your eyes and that disintegrated in the air as a result of the shock wave that had remained since this second attack began, so he only looked at his companions to make them understand that they should try to save you, create some kind of distraction so that you could run away with them because, as expected, he would never leave you behind.

"We can't leave," Reed spoke up. "We can defeat her if we unite."

"Without a plan, we can't do anything," Captain Marvel murmured as she bit her lower lip. "It's the only way."

"She's asking us to abandon her," Richard intervened again, seeing how you backed away a few centimetres from your initial position due to the lack of strength you were beginning to have, "we can't leave her here."

Both women were struggling internally.

They were aware that you couldn't fight Wanda alone, that they could help you save the multiverse, but it was also true that they had no battle plan to fight against that witch and that they could all die trying; in any of the different situations, someone died.

Reed didn't want his best friend to die, but he couldn't take down Wanda with you alone.

"What are you waiting for!?"

Your screams, exclamations and growls finally made them make up their minds, and they would be miserable for the rest of their lives for not being able to save your life, but they also knew your limitations, and they knew you wouldn't last much longer on your feet.

Time was running out for them.

The women watched your static figure in the middle of the room, just going to the main lab without saying goodbye knowing that it would be too much for them to leave you there, and they already felt selfish for having promised to protect the entire universe but not being able to protect you.

Reed, on the other hand, watched your petite figure struggle against the force that Wanda was exerting on you without any shred of compassion while you stood with very little stability. You were getting further and further behind, and you were reaching a point where you couldn't take it anymore, where you were ready to accept your fate and surrender to Wanda, but seeing your friend's tear-filled eyes was what surprised you.

You thought one last look back wouldn't hurt but seeing him fall apart was the worst thing you've ever seen in your life.

"Reed!" You called out to him, seeing how he seemed to crumble inside just by looking at you. "Everything will be fine!"

"You're going to die," he murmured, but he said it loud enough for you to hear, making you laugh for a moment at the implausibility of the situation.

"Don't look at it that way, okay? I'm just going to materialize in another universe," you declared, surprising him, by the positive vision you had. "You'll be fine, Reed, and so will I, don't worry".

The man felt how rivers of tears came out of his eyes and rolled down his bushy cheeks, feeling angry about what was happening and not being able to control it.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, running his hands over his face.

He didn't want to see your hopeful eyes, bright and full of sympathy and affection towards him, he knew he didn't deserve it after having made you suffer for so many years; he was aware of your feelings, that he would not reciprocate them was another matter, but he hated himself for not having been able to make you happy or for having told you that he did not reciprocate you so that you would have moved on, but he preferred to keep you with him than to lose you forever.

The thought of him made her turn so she could head toward the lab, but it was your voice that stopped her.

"Reed," you called him for the last time, seeing how he turned to look at you, "don't be sad, everything will be fine, give Susan my regards."

That was her farewell, and he was not able to tell you anything for fear of breaking.

While Reed ran towards the laboratory, helping his companions to break the small window where America was, a loud explosion was heard coming from the room where you were, being able to distinguish your body among all the smoke that ascended little by little towards the ceiling to then fall with great force towards the ground several times, surprising the heroes who watched the scene in panic and terror.

Although everyone had lost a friend and was shocked, they never knew that you passed away with a smile thinking that you were happy with the man you loved in another universe.

[hettiesworld]

New F4 series

Series title: Play with Fire

Pairing: Johnny Storm x OFC (Sophie)

Plot: Sophie Powell is stumbled upon by the Fantastic Four. Johnny falls for her but the feeling is one-sided as she doesn’t feel the same way. When Ronan the Accuser comes to take over the world, the gang find out that Sophie has to defeat him before as she was able to banish him to the Mystical Realms. Then, Johnny and the rest of the Fantastic Four help Sophie in the final battle.

Cast List:

John Krasinski as Reed Richards/Mr Fantastic

Emily Blunt as Susan Storm/Invisible Woman

Chris Evans as Johnny Storm/Human Torch

Ron Perlman as Ben Grimm/The Thing

Lee Pace as Ronan the Accuser

Viggo Mortensen as Victor Von Doom/Doctor Doom

Rosario Dawson as Alicia Masters

Shailene Woodley as Sophie Powell

OC Profile:

Name: Sophie Powell Nickname(s): Soph Alias: N/A Age: 29 years old Hero or villain: Undecided

Personality traits: Independent, reserved, youthful, mystical, submissive, tough.

Powers/Abilities: Dimension magic, portal creation, levitation, dimensional warping, dimensional vision, psychic shield, mental and emotional manipulation, mind control.

Birth date: 15th November 1992 Love interest: Johnny Storm Weaknesses: Can get mind controlled easily. Faceclaim: Shailene Woodley

Backstory: Her powers doesn’t directly derive from her, but rather from wearing a crystal skull necklace they just happen to come across. Her parents were killed. Her home was burned down, and lifelong dreams were crushed. She was saddened and angry.

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