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sorry steve :(
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a lil smooch 馃馃徎
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Don鈥檛 talk to Tony until he鈥檚 had at least his third cup of coffee鈥 he might say something without thinking.
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twitter really liked this one (I post more on there) (welp I will until musk destroys it finally)
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Tony: Do NOT drink the night before the awards ceremony
Peter: Yeah yeah, be on time, don鈥檛 mess things up
Tony: NO. Pepper鈥檚 booked a bagpipe choir. You do NOT want to be hungover for a bagpipe choir
Peter: Oh jesus
Tony: We鈥檒l go out AFTER the ceremony
Tony: When the bagpipe choir has left the premises
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Tony: Truth or dare?
Y/N: Truth.
Tony: I dare you to kiss Natasha.
Y/N, already getting up: Alright, fine.
Clint: They didn鈥檛 even pick dare?
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(During Iron Man 3)
Tony: If I do not make it, you must save Pepper.
Y/N: Tony, you aren鈥檛 even dying right now.
Tony: I want to die every minute, so listen to me.
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TOMORROW AT ONE
SUMMARY 鈥 after spending the day with natasha, you鈥檙e not ready to let her go, but she reminds you how quickly tomorrow will come
WARNINGS 鈥 omegaverse, soulmates, mentions of panic attacks and the aftermath of panic attacks, natasha showing off some dominance
heart masterlist, previous chapter, strawberry peanut butter sandwich
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You had come out of your shell significantly since your conversation with Natasha and being released from the infirmary. A once stuttering omega, you鈥檇 found your voice again, this time not so uneasy and on edge. She brought a calm over you, like waves crashing on the shore. The newfound exuberance in your being left Natasha feeling light on her feet, following just a step behind you as you led her through the city. You鈥檇 spent the last few hours talking, getting caught up in yourselves and the stupid jokes that to anyone else probably would have fallen short.
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 have to walk me home, Natasha.鈥 You whisper, stopping to look fully at the red haired assassin that's followed you protectively since leaving the convention center. Your cheeks are flush a color like her hair, and Natasha smirks playfully.
鈥淲ho said anything about taking you home?鈥 Natasha teased. She really hadn鈥檛 intended on bringing you home so soon. It was only after seven, and although she told the boys that she would be home from the convention by three at the latest, she was sure they鈥檇 have no objections to her lateness after she told them about today's events. Natasha watched you slowly begin to tense again, making a mental note that surprises aren鈥檛 something you enjoy. At least not yet anyways. Natasha could understand. After the anxiety attack you suffered earlier, and albeit being soulmates, she was still just a stranger. She鈥檇 take her time getting to know you. Sweet and slow was how she liked it anyways. 鈥淚 hope you like ice cream.鈥
At the prospect of at least knowing where Natasha planned to take you, your shoulders began to loosen and the rosy color of your cheeks faded, although not entirely. An innocent blush, almost childlike, somewhat whimsical, was permanently etched across your skin. You nodded, dropping your eyes from her face to her hands, noticing how they were empty, and how soft they looked. Having a million things she could鈥檝e said to you, Natasha opted for staying quiet, and making the move for you. When her hand found yours, it was like fireworks exploded in the pit of your belly and sent sparklers down your arms and legs. Everything felt warm, but despite what you鈥檇 thought, the palms of Natashas hands were calloused.
鈥淵ou let me lead the way for twenty minutes.鈥 You spoke softly. Natasha loved how soft your voice stayed, even when you were comfortable and content. It was a stark contrast to how deep and stone Steve and Bucky were. And unlike Tony, who had a sarcastic quip for everything, You were honest and didn鈥檛 evade her point or emotions. 鈥淲hy?鈥
鈥淲anted to see where you鈥檇 take me.鈥 Natasha shrugged, 鈥淎lthough, I鈥檓 a bit disappointed you thought I鈥檇 let you go so early in the evening. New York's beautiful just after nine.鈥
鈥淚 like it at four. The sun hasn鈥檛 come up yet, but it鈥檚 starting to break apart the darkness. That鈥檚 when it鈥檚 quietest too. It鈥檚 never empty, but between four and five is when it鈥檚 the least busy. My apartment is pretty high up, I can see the stars for almost twenty minutes before everything turns orange and pink.鈥 You blush when you realize that you鈥檝e gotten lost on a tangent at Natasha鈥檚 simple revelation, but despite it, you think the night fits her perfectly. Just as she thinks the early mornings of New York City perfectly fit you.
鈥淵ou鈥檒l have to let me see it sometime.鈥 Natasha smiles honestly, meaning her words fully. To spend an early morning in her soulmate's bed, watching the stars melt into sunshine sounds like the perfect way to fall in love. Especially if it鈥檚 accompanied by cuddlings and kissing, but she鈥檒l work you up to that level.
鈥淵ou鈥檇 want to?鈥 You wondered beautifully, shocked that Natasha hadn鈥檛 made a comment about your romanticized storytelling. Most people did. Most people that you鈥檇 shared that beautiful description with had laughed in your face and told you they鈥檇 rather be asleep. They stomped on your heart without a care in the world.
鈥淪weetheart, I鈥檒l watch every sunrise with you.鈥 Natasha smiles, 鈥淎nd you have four other mates waiting to meet you that I know would do the same.鈥 Your cheeks burn for a few moments before your heart sinks and you completely freeze at Natasha鈥檚 side. In seconds you revert back to the anxious girl you were at the convention center.
鈥淥h god! I鈥檓 so sorry! I鈥檝e completely taken you away from them all day! I鈥檓 so sorry! You should go! Really! I didn鈥檛 mean to hold you up for so long!鈥 You fret, avoiding Natasha鈥檚 eye. You didn鈥檛 want to see the look on your Alpha鈥檚 face now that you realized that you鈥檇 been nothing but selfish since being released from the infirmary. Guilt began to gnaw at your belly, and that familiar fuzzy feeling pulled at the clarity in your head. Most Omegas didn鈥檛 do well with guilt, it almost always caused an unexpected drop, but with your anxiety and fear of disappointing people, it presented ten times worse in you. Natasha could recognize the signs and cursed her sweet hearted Omega for being so hard on herself always.
鈥淵/N, sweetheart, I want to spend my time with you. I promise, the boys will understand. We鈥檝e been so excited for when we finally got to meet our Omega. The only complaint they鈥檒l have about me being out so late with you is that they didn鈥檛 get to steal your time themselves.鈥 Natasha promised, hoping she鈥檇 save you from the guilt and the drop. She really didn鈥檛 want to rush into the intimacy of your relationship, and handling a drop would force her to. She wanted you to come around on her own terms. 鈥淲ould it make you feel better if I text them?鈥
You nodded before she softly added, 鈥淎sk them if it鈥檚 okay.鈥
鈥淪weetheart, I鈥檓 second in command, I don鈥檛 need to ask anybody how I spend my time.鈥 Natasha informed teasingly, but the persistent pout on your blush color lips was unwavering. You were worried for the feelings of her other mates, and who was Natasha to deny you the satisfied feeling of knowing they didn鈥檛 mind.
[ Natasha ] Without too much information, I鈥檝e met our Omega. She鈥檚 incredibly worried that I鈥檝e taken away from our time together and is hoping it鈥檚 okay with you all that I take her for ice cream before I come home.
[ Tony ] YOU MET OUR OMEGA ?!
[ Steve ] I believe an ice cream date for our Omega is the only acceptable way to spend your time
[ Tony ] STILL NOT ANSWERING MY QUESTION NAT
Natasha smiled down at the messages coming through on her phone, pulling you into her side so that you could see the messages for yourself, Natasha having a sinking suspicion that you wouldn鈥檛 have believed her if you didn't read them herself anyway. Your skin was on fire with the remnants of a persistent blush, and it only got hotter as you read what Tony and Steve had to say. You subconsciously dug your face into Natasha鈥檚 neck, letting out a sweet embarrassed whine.
[ Bucky ] Doll deserves an ice cream date, but only if we get to hear all the details not a second after you return home
You whined again, your hot breath tickling Natasha鈥檚 skin. If your mates had this effect on you when they were miles away and not even really talking to you, you knew that you were screwed to ever live another day without blushing. Natasha laughed, looping her arm tighter around your waist.
[ Natasha ] Said Omega is reading these over my shoulder. You鈥檝e made our girl a blushing mess, FYI
Natasha鈥檚 chest trembles with laughter, feeling you huff against her neck, attempting to be mad as you dig the tips of your fingers into Natasha鈥檚 side, but all your teasingly bratty actions do is make Natasha feel like her heart is about to burst with love and admiration. For the very first time, Natasha feels completely complete and content.
鈥淚 have to be back in the area tomorrow for a meeting. I don鈥檛 want to rush into anything, but would you be up for meeting another one of our mates? Just one, we鈥檇 never want to overwhelm your pretty little head.鈥 Natasha enlightens, tucking her phone away for the time being. She hadn鈥檛 planned on asking you until after she鈥檇 bought you ice cream and brought you home, but Natasha had a feeling you wouldn't mind.
鈥淩-Really? I can see you again tomorrow?鈥 The girl was in shock at Natasha鈥檚 invitation. Every nerve in your body was on fire and the skin of your soulmarks burned beautifully. Your soft hand instinctively fell down onto where the ballet slipper soulmark lay, which subsequently made Natasha鈥檚 breath hitched. God was she falling fast.
鈥淵ou can see me whenever you want, dorogoy.鈥 Natasha promised, cupping your jaw. The both of you were so close that they could feel the other exhale, and Natasha almost melted at the scent radiating off of you. She smelled sweet, like vanilla and strawberries, but a hint of rain on a spring morning was added as well. Natasha was easily addicted. All she wanted was to dig her nose into the Omega鈥檚 scent gland and memorize it; mark it. 鈥淏ut, I need an answer. Would you like to do that tomorrow, sweetheart?鈥
You nodded, your brown eyes glazing over in a beautiful submissive trance. Natasha hummed, raising an eyebrow at the blissed out Omega becoming putty in her hands. 鈥淲ords, Y/N.鈥
鈥淲hat?鈥 You frowned before realizing what Natasha was asking, and the tips of your ears burned a dangerous shade of red. God would Tony have fun taunting you if you were always this responsive. 鈥淥-Oh, right. I would like to see you tomorrow, Natasha.鈥 You didn鈥檛 want to see the look on Natasha鈥檚 face, your belly burning with anxiety and embarrassment at being so vulnerable despite Natasha initiating the situation, so your eyes danced along the surroundings around you.
Natasha giggled, dropping her hands from your face and again grabbing your hand. She didn鈥檛 want to lose her already floaty headed Omega in the sea of people rushing home from office jobs. You didn鈥檛 seem to mind either, taking the hand that Natasha held in her empty one and playing with her rings. Natasha鈥檚 heart was sure to burst if you kept making her stumble over her breaths with your cuteness. God, her mates really did have it out for her most days.
When they got to the small shop just around the corner from your apartment, and after Natasha opened the door for you, you melted into the superheroes side timidly. Every instinct in Natasha鈥檚 body (romantic, Alpha, dominant, maternal) burned horribly, screaming at her to protect the Omega in her arms at any and all costs. God you proving to be the sweetest girl she鈥檇 ever come across. She鈥檇 have heart problems by fifty if you kept it up like this.
鈥淪orry.鈥 You whimpered, pulling away from Natasha鈥檚 side when you realized just how close to the older women you had gotten. You didn鈥檛 have to apologize, but you didn鈥檛 give Natasha any chance to tell you that before you was nervously rambling. 鈥淎-After an attack I get overstimulated a-and it鈥檚 loud in here.鈥 You blushed profusely, wishing that you could take your words back when Natasha鈥檚 expression melted into one of regret. 鈥淚t鈥檚 not your fault, I鈥檓 sorry. It鈥檚 stupid. I鈥檓 okay.鈥
鈥淗oney, you never have to apologize for something out of your control. Do you hear me?鈥 You nodded, fiddling with the clasp on Natasha鈥檚 thin chain bracelet, trying to distract yourself from the burning feeling in the pit of your stomach. 鈥淕ood. You can drop your walls, sweetheart. Nothing you do could ever push me away. I know you can鈥檛 trust that just yet, but I hope I can prove it to you soon, okay? We鈥檙e going to go at your pace, dorogoy.鈥
鈥淢y pace?鈥 You whispered, meeting Natasha鈥檚 eye for the first time since the infirmary. You melted at the comforting expression in her green eyes, not a trace of annoyance or judgment in her stare.
鈥淵our pace.鈥 Natasha confirmed, beginning to lead You towards the counter where an array of ice cream flavors was displayed. Natasha knows what she wants, and it isn鈥檛 served in those white plastic containers, but she doesn鈥檛 want to sway your decision. She has an inkling that your easily persuaded. 鈥淲hat鈥檚 your favorite, sweetheart?鈥
You look at the flavors. In truth, you aren鈥檛 crazy about ice cream, you much prefer a tropical fruit smoothie, but they鈥檙e expensive and her favorite little hole-in-the-wall cafe relocated farther into Times Square and truthfully, you couldn鈥檛 be bothered to make the trip as often anymore. That was probably good for your bank account, but not so much for your late night cravings.
鈥淪trawberry.鈥 You contemplated telling her the rest of your typical order. When you were younger, your siblings had tormented the hell out of you for liking what you did, and you weren鈥檛 fond of being made fun of, but Natasha had promised so many times not to do that. Natasha had promised so many times that she would be different, so you continued. 鈥淲ith peanut butter sauce and hot fudge.鈥
Natasha quirked an eyebrow, and for a second you thought that she was going to quip back at you about the disgusting combination of peanut butter and strawberries, but instead she smiled fondly. 鈥淏ucky likes peanut butter and strawberries. He鈥檒l sneak out of bed sometimes if he can鈥檛 fall back to sleep and make peanut butter and strawberry sandwiches.鈥
鈥淢y mom used to make them for me. Not a sandwich, but when I was having a hard day, she would just up strawberries with some peanut butter. My brothers made fun of it more than they didn鈥檛.鈥 You enlightened, your eyes shining as she looked up at Natasha. God, all the assassin wanted to do was squeeze you until you popped.
鈥淲ell, I think Bucky would enjoy your company with his strawberry sandwiches. Don鈥檛 tell him I told you, but I know he gets lonely watching the sunrise alone with his snack.鈥
Natasha ordered for you at the counter, not even giving you a chance to worry about if you were going to have to do it yourself or not, which effectively made your knees weak, and you had squeezed Natasha鈥檚 hand in thanks. Your blush doubled when Natasha ordered a double scoop of ice cream, adding a soft whisper of praise in your ear after the employee had turned away, which hadn鈥檛 gone unnoticed. The whispered praise had been along the lines of how you鈥檇 been nothing but a good girl all day for Natasha, and you deserve the reward.
You ended up back at your apartment entirely too soon, and the pout written across your lips told Natasha that you thought as much.
鈥淚t鈥檚 just until tomorrow, sweetheart.鈥 Natasha giggled, enjoying the sight of her pouty Omega in the dim hallway lighting. It made your eyes glow a color similar to gold. She鈥檇 never seen a shade of brown like the color of your eyes.
鈥淭omorrow is a far ways away.鈥 You reminded, pulling at the hem of your soft colored shirt visibly upset. You didn鈥檛 want to seem clingy, but you鈥檇 been waiting so long to finally meet your pack, and as overwhelming as it had been and still was, Natasha was already so well versed at helping you feel safe and loved. You didn鈥檛 want to lose that for so many hours.
Natasha smiled fondly, wishing she could stay the night but she knew she couldn鈥檛. They had just met. You were overwhelmed and overtired, and she was sure that come the morning you would be glad that you were alone in the safety and private space to understand and come to terms with all that鈥檚 happened today. 鈥淵/N, sweetheart. I promise, first thing tomorrow afternoon, I鈥檒l be out here waiting. Okay? No later than 1 o鈥檆lock. Go inside, get ready for bed, and think about today, okay? I want that pretty little head of yours asleep as soon as possible, you鈥檝e had a long day.鈥 The gentle instruction made you want to melt into the floor, your body itching to follow Natasha鈥檚 instruction and make her proud.
鈥淵ou鈥檒l sleep soon too?鈥 You fret, and Natasha couldn鈥檛 help herself from audibly cooing at the well-intended innocent worry from her Omega.
鈥淎s soon as I tell the boys, I鈥檒l be asleep, dorogoy.鈥 Natasha didn鈥檛 need to tell you that she probably wouldn鈥檛 head to bed until some time after midnight, but the worried little Omega didn鈥檛 need to worry her head off about that all night, so she left it out. 鈥淭omorrow at 1.鈥
鈥淭omorrow at 1.鈥 You repeated, stepping into her apartment and closing the door when Natasha nodded at her one last time. Your heart was fluttering in your belly as you did as she told you to do and got ready for bed. You were asleep and dreaming about tomorrow afternoon before Natasha had even gotten home to the tower.
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[ tony walks into the kitchen where some of the team are having a deep convo ]
yelena: such disgusting behaviour
wanda: mmhmm, some people *rolls eyes*
y/n: and if you let that mf shanon once, best believe they gonna shenanigan
nat: *starts clapping in agreement*
sam: ik it ain't a sunday BUT IT PREACH SISTER
tony: idk what i just walked into, but im hooked *takes a seet next to y/n*
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Whatchu doing this Friday? // Date night. What about you? // Yeah, pretty much the same.
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Invincible Iron Man #4 - "The Autobiography of Tony Stark IV" (2023)
written by Gerry Duggan art by Juan Frigeri & Bryan Valenza
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Any Fan's Dream, Part 7
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Any Fan's Dream Masterlist
Synopsis:
When you look around and see Avengers Tower in front of you and Peter Parker beside you, you wonder how the hell you managed to get into the MCU.
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Rhodey stood across from Sam, gesturing as he talked, "Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honor,聽which is one more than you have."
Sam's arms were crossed as they debated. "So let's say we agree to this thing, how long is it gonna be until they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals?"
"117 countries want to sign this. 117, Sam, and you're just like, 'Nah, it's cool. We got it'."
"How long are you gonna play both sides?" Sam asked.
Your eye darted back and forth between the two of them, feeling panic begin to build in your chest as it played out exactly like in the movie.聽
You tore your gaze away from the arguing men and looked at the woman was seated beside you on the couch. After the Secretary had left, everyone had moved to a living room in the Compound, you were on the couch, seated next to Tony who was laying down with his hand on his face. Nat had moved to sit next to you in the unoccupied space.
"You sure weren't afraid to speak your mind." Natasha said, "And your opinions seem clear as to what side you're on."
You shook your head, "I'm not on any side. I just want you guys to stick together and get the respect you deserve."
Vision's voice grabbed everyone's attention. "I have an equation."聽
Sam turned to look at him.聽"Oh, this will clear it up."
"In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man,聽the number of known enhanced persons has grown exponentially." Vision continued.聽"During the same period,聽the number of potentially world-ending events has risen at a commensurate rate."
Steve, who had the Accords opened in his hands, spoke up, "Are you saying it's our fault?"
Vision looked around, "I'm saying there may be a causality."
You wrapped your arms around yourself, listening as he went on.聽
"Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict. And conflict...breeds catastrophe. Oversight...Oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand."
"Boom." Rhodey said, feeling that his point had been proven.
Natasha looked past you to the man laying down, "Tony, you're being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal."
"It's because he's already made up his mind." Steve and you said, simultaneously.
You knew that line. Of course you聽knew that line.
If you didn't find a way to change Tony's mind, then they would split.聽
Tony glance at you, then directed his gaze toward Steve. "Boy, you know me so well." Tony got up from the couch, and began to walk to the kitchen which was only a few short paces from the living room. "Actually, I'm nursing an electromagnetic headache. That's what's going on, Cap. It's just pain," he grabbed a coffee mug, "discomfort. Who's putting coffee grounds in the disposal? Am I running a bed and breakfast for a biker gang?"
He tapped a tablet on the counter, and you winced when you saw the image projected.聽
"Oh, that's Charles Spencer, by the way. He's a great kid, computer engineering degree, 3.6 GPA, had a floor-level gig planned at Intel for the fall.聽But first, he wanted to put a few miles on his soul, before he parked it behind a desk. See the world."
You could see the haunted look on Tony's face, one that told you, 'people are dead. And it's because of us.'
"Charlie didn't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale, which is what I would do. He didn't go to Paris or Amsterdam, which sounds fun. He decided聽to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where?聽Sokovia."
You watched as Wanda looked down, the way multiple of them ducked their head in guilt.
"He wanted to make a difference, I suppose.聽We won't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass." Tony took a drink from his coffee, "There's no decision making process here." Raising his voice, he said, "We need to be put in check. Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, if we're boundary-less, we're no better than the bad guys."
"You are nothing聽like the bad guys."聽Heads turned to聽face you, eyes directed on you. It was a bit intimidating, having the Avengers stare at you, but you didn't regret your words. "There will always be someone who needs saving, but聽nobody聽can save everyone. The deaths are not your fault. Please," you looked at Tony.聽"You've saved the world. Multiple times. Yes, people died, and yes, that is horrible. But that doesn't mean you give up, you keep fighting for a better tomorrow and one day there will be one. You聽are聽heroes."
Steve nodded his agreement, "Tony, someone dies on your watch, you don't give up."
"Who said we're giving up?" Tony questioned.
"We are if we're not taking responsibility for our actions. This document just shifts the blame." Steve asserted.
"I'm sorry, Steve. That is dangerously arrogant." Rhodey interjected, "This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the World Security Panel,聽 it's not S.H.I.E.L.D., it's not Hydra-"
"No, but it's run by people with agendas, and agendas change."
To your dismay, the debate took a far-too-similar path as it did in the movies. Even with you trying to keep them together, trying to make them see all the ways they helped the world, you weren't sure that you had managed to make any difference at all.聽
At the end, Tony had told you that he would be driving you back to the Tower. The drive back was awkward, filled with unspoken words and lingering questions. You found yourself looking out the window the entire drive back, unable to look at Tony lest he see the water beginning to pool in your eyes. To distract yourself, you watched in the rear-view mirror as the self-driving car you had taken earlier, followed the two of you as the ride went on.
It was hard, knowing that your insignificance in your previous world聽had still managed to聽wind up in this world. You were lost, how were you supposed to keep the team together when everything was trying to pull them apart?
Tony dropped you off at your apartment, and when you bid each other goodbye, you couldn't help but notice the tension between you two. You hated it because only days earlier you were hanging out with him while the two of you enjoyed music and each other's company. You entered the apartment, grateful for the key "your" mom had given you, glad that you wouldn't be seen breaking down in tears in the hallway.聽
After locking the door closed behind you, you ran to your room. You shut that door too, happy that "your" parents were working so they couldn't question your actions.
You collapsed on your bed, curling into the blankets in a search to find some form of comfort. You lip trembled, thoughts spiraling.
How were you going to keep them together? Was the team supposed to stay together? What happens if you you're just as useless in this world as you were in yours? What happened if you changed Civil War and they stay together and you end up screwing up Endgame? Actually, you probably didn't have to worry about that based on how little your choices seemed to affect anyone. You were insignificant. Everyone was going to hate each other because you couldn't do fucking anything.
Your eyes had begun to well up, but they finally spilled over, cascading down your face. The trails of water left paths showing your sadness, your frustration. Your body shook with sobs, your breath quickening.聽
"(Y/N)?! (N/N) ARE YOU OK? (Y/N)!"
Peter's voice interrupted your sobbing, sometime while you shifted around on the bed, you had butt-dialed Peter.
You tried to calm your breathing so you could respond, but that just ended up choking you up more as more cries spilled out of you.聽
"I'll be right over."
You didn't even hear him, had no clue he was coming over until Peter had burst into your room.聽
He hurried over to you, forehead creased in concern, "(y/n), what can I do?"
You tried to say something, anything, but your breathing had only gotten faster and your sobs were choking you and you needed air you needed to breath-
Peter's concern of making you uncomfortable was shoved aside when he saw you descend into panic. He grasped your hands in his, causing you to look at him through wet eyelashes, vision blurred.聽
"(y/n)," Peter tried to keep his voice calm and even, even as his worry began to spiral. "I'm right here. You're ok. Try to relax. Slow down your breathing."
You tried to follow his directions, but his words weren't able to penetrate the poisonous words you had thought to yourself earlier.聽
Peter began to panic as your sobs only got worse, he didn't know how to help you. Was he supposed to hug you? Give you space? Ask how you were doing? Distract you? Questions swirled within him and he could feel his own breathing quicken, but he forced himself聽to relax because you needed him.
He wrapped his arms around you, holding your shaking body. Your arms draped loosely at your sides as you cried. He rubbed your back, knowing that that helps him relax so he hoped that it would work for you too.聽
He talked to you softly, hoping to get you to calm down your breathing. "Ned and I built a new Lego today," he wasn't sure what he was supposed to say, but continued to ramble. While he did, he kept on rubbing your back with one hand while the other hand grasped your limp hand and squeezed it reassuringly.聽
The two of you stayed like that for a while, time lost to both of you. At some point, he had moved the two of you. He was sitting up against the headboard, you beside him. Your arms were wrapped around yourself in a desperate search for comfort and he pulled you closer and wrapped his arms around you in a hug, arms encircling you to shield you from the world.
Your breathing had slowed, but your sobs were still pouring out of you frequently. There were just too many things you had to think about, so much you had to change. Your thoughts drifted to Infinity War, when Peter would disappear in front of Tony's eyes, crying that he didn't want to go.聽That only made you cry harder.
"It's okay, I'm right here." Peter said. He continued to try to calm you, to try to make you feel better because it was breaking his heart to see someone so amazing break into pieces.
He's right here.聽You repeated in your mind,聽right now, everything is fine. I need to make sure it stays that way.
You forced yourself to calm down, telling yourself that you were strong and you could make a change. That, along with Peter's continued rambling helped center you, thoughts not falling to hell but managing to stay anchored to Earth.
It took you a while, but eventually you were able to stop your crying, the occasional hiccup was the only thing remaining.聽
"Thank you, Peter," you managed, voice raspy. You wiped your face, trying to dry it with the soft blanket beside you.聽
"Anytime," Peter told you honestly. "Do you...do you want to talk about it?"
You were ready to refuse but...
Telling him about the Avengers splitting up wouldn't reveal any otherworldly knowledge. You could ask for help, couldn't you?
You worried what the unforeseen consequences could be, but in the moment, you needed to talk to someone about it and you just prayed that your choices wouldn't come back to haunt Peter.
"The Avengers-" you stopped, hiccupping. "They're fighting. And I'm worried that they're going to break up."
Peter's eyes softened. He knew how much you cared about the people on that team, how much you idolized them and adored them. It was clear now why you had broken down, he knew a little about your home life. Your parents worked often, and while they loved you and praised you, they're jobs kept them away from you. In high school, you had a large group of friends. You had surrounded yourself with good people, and they had filled in that loneliness in your home-life.聽
But when you graduated and a vast majority of your friends left to explore the world before college, pursuing their dreams, you had stayed behind for your internship with Tony Stark. You had won the internship after winning a contest at your school. That internship included schooling and at the end of it you would receive a degree. You had been undeniably proud of your friends, but that pride didn't dissuade the loneliness from creeping back within you when they had left.聽
Peter had met you when you were a senior and he was a freshman, you had tutored him through a couple of classes. He had always been intelligent, but you were smart on a whole other level. The way you looked up to the Avengers, he looked up to you. After his tutoring was done, the two of you had kept in contact and he was happy to say that you were a good friend of his.聽
The Avengers were like family to you, and with the possibility of that family splitting up, of course you were upset.聽
"What can I do to help?" Peter asked.聽
You thought about it, wondering if聽maybe, just maybe he could help you think of a solution.
"I have to keep them together," you stated. "But I don't know how."
Peter nodded. "I'll help you in any way I can."
And then he smiled at you and聽it was real, and kind, and determined.
You just couldn't stop the faint smile that rose to your face as he asked you questions, brainstorming with you. The two of you stayed there for hours, tossing ideas back and forth and although you were stressed about the upcoming events, you were happy for the person who had been thrown your way to help.
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In The End / Part 3
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Natasha instantly grabbed her gun and pointed it at you, the two soldier quickly grabbed theirs as well and did the same.
"It's okay, stand down. They aren't a threat." You said to them as they slowly lowered their guns.
"Y/N, this makes no sense. You all died. And now you show up a year later in Hydra gear." Tony said as you nodded sadly.
"I know, I know this must be so confusing and difficult to understand. But, I promise I'm willing to do anything to prove to you that this is real. My father was behind all of this." You explained as they looked at you suspiciously.
"Let's get you in restraints, just to be sure. We'll take you back to the tower and run some tests." Tony said as you nodded.
You slowly walked forward with your hands up.
"You need to to sedate them. They've done what I've said so far but they're unpredictable." You whispered to Nat as she nodded.
Tony went inside the jet and grabbed three hand cuffs that not even the supersoldiers could break out of.
When Tony went up to them he looked into his previous friends eyes.
He acted quickly and hit them both out with a sharp shock from his iron glove, knocking them both out.
Nat put hand cuffs on you before Tony grabbed Bucky and got him into the jet, after that he grabbed Steve before you followed them in.
"I thought they were dead too. I only found out today that they were still alive." You whispered as you sat down and looked at the soldiers unconscious and strapped into a seat.
Tony sat across from you, his arms on his knees as he stared at the floor.
"I suppose a lot has changed in a year. Are you still the Avengers?" I asked as Tony looked up at me.
"Sort of, once you...died, everyone went their seperate ways. It's only Nat, Bruce and I in the tower now." Tony explained as you nodded a little.
"I saw the funeral." You whispered as Tony looked at you in confusion.
"My Father made me watch it, that's when I found out they were dead. Then today, my father told me he wanted me to train with new soldiers. Bucky and Steve came out. Everything in my mind broke in that moment, broke more than it already had. They were alive." You whispered, glancing at Bucky and Steve.
You began to cry as you put your head in your hands.
"I had to just stay numb for so long. Never think about you, or the team or Bucky and Steve." You whispered as you began to sob.
Tony still didn't know if he should trust any of this.
But, seeing you break down there he couldn't just leave you.
He got out of his seat and sat next to you, gently wrapping an arm around you.
You rested your head on him as you cried.
"I missed you so much."
--
You'd made it back to the tower, you decided for now it was best to put Bucky and Steve in a cell.
You sat across from Nat, Bruce and Tony at the dining table you'd sat so many times before.
Tony handed you a cup of tea in your favourite mug making you smile softly.
"So, if Hydra erased Steve and Bucky's memories to make them soldiers, why didn't they erase your memories?" Natasha asked as you looked up to her.
"I was with my father for a long time before the Avengers. He never once wanted to make me forget. He put a lot of effort into manipulating and abusing me, he wouldn't let all of that go to waste. He knows exactly how to make me obey, when I thought Steve and Bucky were dead I lost a lot of hope. So, I just switched off and obeyed. That was all." You whispered, staring down at the tea.
"We found the bodies, how do you explain that?" Tony asked as you kept staring down.
"Hydra cloned us, and then killed the clones." You replied as Tony nodded.
"After this we'll do some tests, we might have to dig up the bodies to check as well." Tony replied, you could see how tired he was.
"I'm so sorry for all of this." You whispered as Tony chuckled.
"Y/N, you've been kidnapped and tortured for a year and you're apologising? This whole time I could've... I could've saved you." Tony whispered as you looked at him and smiled softly.
"No more blaming, we're here now." You replied as Tony returned your smile.
"You're right, let's do these tests then we can work on trying to help Bucky and Steve."
--
Bucky and Steve were restrained to a hospital bed as Bruce took various samples.
Once they were done with you, you sat between Bucky and Steve, glancing at them every now and then.
You heard Steve groan and quickly grabbed his hand.
"Buck, no." He whispered as you looked at him in surprise.
"Hey, it's okay. Bucky's here, he's safe." You whispered as he started to open his eyes.
You gently ran your thumb over the skin on his hand.
He opened his eyes and slowly looked at you.
"Hey, you." You whispered as he looked at you in confusion.
"Y/N." He whispered as you felt tears in your eyes.
"Yes, yeah that's me. Its Y/N, your Y/N." You replied, smiling softly.
"You died." He whispered in confusion.
"Shh, it's okay. I know all of this is confusing. I promise you're safe, Bucky is here too." You replied, pressing a kiss to his arm as he smiled tiredly.
"Rest, okay?" You whispered as he nodded and closed his eyes again.
"He's still in there somewhere." You muttered, resting your head on his hand.
You felt a hand on your back and looked up to see Bruce.
"We'll get them back."
--
You had eventually fallen asleep with your head beside Steve.
You woke up feeling a hand run through your hair.
You groaned and looked up to see Steve awake.
"Where's your father?" He asked.
"He's dead, don't worry. He can't hurt you anymore." You replied as Steve nodded a little.
"I saw your funeral." He whispered, you couldn't help but start to cry.
This was the first time you were seeing Steve and not the soldier you'd father made him.
"I know, I saw it too. It was all a trick by Hydra." You told him making him nod.
He glanced at Bucky sadly.
"Is he okay?" Steve asked, you could see he was afraid of the answer.
"Physically he's okay, we're not sure about mentally." You whispered looking at Bucky as well.
You looked back at Steve before you climbed up to his bed and cuddled into him.
"I thought you were dead. I missed you so much." You whispered as you began to sob and clutch onto his clothes.
You looked up to see tears falling from Steve's eyes as well.
You sat up and leant down, gently kissing him.
"I'm here, I've got you." You whispered, wiping away his tears.
You smiled and rested your forehead against his.
You heard a noise and looked up to see Tony entering.
"Well, it's true. The tests came back, you're not clones." Tony said as you stood up and smiled.
You ran towards Tony and leapt towards him, hugging him tightly.
He wrapped his arms around you quickly and held you tightly.
"Fuck, I missed you so fucking much." He whispered as you cried and cuddled into him.
"I missed you too, Tony."
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Peter: Sorry I didn鈥檛 call you sooner I was stuck on my back like a bug
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