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[nekoannie-chan]

Fix it

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 1254 words. 

Summary:  Steve doesn’t wanna lose you, he would do anything to save you.

Warnings: Death of a character, sad. 

A/N: This is my entry to the @candy-and-writing​’s 1000 Followers Writing Challenge with the prompt #17:

“Why the fuck did you do that?”

Also my entry to @justagirlinafandomworld​’s Time Travel Challenge with the prompt #20:

“So…I died. I’m dead”.

And my entry to @cap-n-stuff​’s Vic’s 500 Followers Writing Celebration with the dialogue prompt #14:

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way”.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistake please let me know and I will correct it.

I don’t give any kind of permission that my fics be posted in other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don’t steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other’s people. The only exception is the ones I gifted ‘cuz now belong to someone else. If you find any of my works on a different platform and is not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Marvel’s characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

My other media where I publish: Wattpad, Ao3, ffnet.

If you like it please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog. 

Tags: @sinceimetyou​ @navybrat817​ @angrythingstarlight​ @shield-agent78​ @saiyanprincessswanie​ @charmed-asylum​ @pandaxnienke​ @real-fbi​ @smokeandnailz​

 You knew the opportunity was unique, any mistake and Doom would win, you ran as fast as you could, it was the only option, and there was no one closer. You thought you heard screaming behind you, you ignored it, you weren't even sure if they followed you, there was no time to waste, you felt you were short of air, but at last you had reached your goal, you took out the tools and started disabling the equipment... a few minutes later you knew what to do. 

You turned to see Steve, it would be the last time, your sacrifice would save the world, and for a few seconds you closed your eyes to avoid the tears from coming out, you gave one last look at your boyfriend. 

"I love you... goodbye Steve, "you whispered as you took off the bracelet you used to contain your powers.

A blinding light illuminated the place, Steve was stunned, he could not believe it, he knew perfectly well what that light meant; the plan did not contemplate any sacrifice, he could not conceive that there was any way in which it failed. 

Immediately Steve ran to where the light had originated, began to remove the debris desperately looking for you. It took the rest of them several minutes to understand what had happened. 

As soon as Steve found your body, he hugged it, he was trying to make you react in some way, but it wasn't possible anymore. The rest began to approach, Lorna stopped when she was already very close. 

"No, no... Y/N... Doll... please open your eyes," he asked between sobs. 

“Is Y/N...?” 

"Lorna, don't you dare say it, that's not possible," Wanda interrupted her by sizing to the side of her. 

Gert turned to see Nico, she shook her head, she knew it wasn't something the Staff of One could do, she tried when Gert died in the fight against Morgan and it didn't work.

"Do something! Steve cried desperately at Nico without letting go of your body. 

"I-I'm sorry... I can't revive someone," Nico apologised. 

Steve lost track time that happened since you die, a very fixed idea had appeared in his head, and he had heard what the Runaways had done several years earlier, even remembering the déjà vu feeling. 

Bucky walked into the room that you and Steve used to share, during all those days he was trying to cheer up and support her friend, but nothing seemed to work. 

"S-Steve, it's about time," Bucky announced, taking his friend off his shoulder. 

Steve didn't answer, he let Bucky direct him to the place where your funeral ceremony would be. After that he locked himself back in the room, he waited for him to go out again, walked to Chase's lab, would come out of doubt once and for all. He rang the bell outside the place. Chase immediately opened. 

"Cap, do you need something?” 

"I wanna talk," Steve replied.

"Sure, come in, I was making some repairs to the Fistigons, I like that they're always ready... you know, in case I need them,” Chase walked over the door to let it go. “What do you want to talk about?” 

"I know you travelled back in time to save Gert, I need you to help me, and I have to prevent Y/N... sacrifices. 

Chase swallowed, he had no idea how Steve had found it out, and as far as he knew they wouldn't tell anyone how they brought Gert back. 

"I don't know what you're talking about.” 

"You know, now that I think about it, maybe I dreamed it," Steve left the lab, realizing where Chase had his time machines stored. 

He spent the next few hours planning how to get one, he was going to do whatever it took to avoid your fateful end, but he wouldn't go to that moment, but a few days earlier, what he wanted was to prevent you from going on that mission.

"Has anyone seen Steve?” Sam asked. No one knew where he was, Chase immediately realized what was going on, when he went to his lab, and he noticed the machine that was missing. 

"Oh no...” 

 Steve went into the Compound’s kitchen, you were looking for the piece of cake you kept in the fridge to eat later. 

"Steve, did you eat my cake?" You asked him when you saw him come in, seeing that he wasn't responding, you knew he did it. “Why the fuck did you do that?”

"I-I'm sorry, I was hungry.” 

You closed the refrigerator door, saw the clock on the wall, you hadn't even heard the Quinjet arrive, you came up to Steve and looked at him carefully; he did not remember that a few days earlier they had a mission. 

"You're not Steve. Loki, I don't have time for jokes," you said. 

"Y/N, it's me, Steve, seriously...”Steve realized that for the first time he didn't have a plan and didn't know what to do. You were going to call the others who were at the Compound when he stopped you. ”Please listen to me, I can't lose you again.”

 "I beg you pardon?” 

 "I have something very important to tell you.” 

You went to your office where he explained everything, you listened to dumbfounded everything Steve told you. 

"Why should I believe you?" You asked. 

"Because I've done all this to avoid losing you, they lost Gert and figured to get her back, I just can't imagine a world without you.

“So…I died. I’m dead”

Before Steve could answer anything, Nico came into your office. 

“Y/N... Am I interrupting something? Have you returned from the mission yet?”

 "No, is...what happened?” 

"I detected some alterations in the Dark Dimension... if that continues Tandy and Ty will come to investigate, last time they argued with Stark," Nico explained. 

You and Steve looked at each other, there was no choice but to explain what happened. 

"Then the Captain stole one of the machines we used when Gert... how did you know?” 

"I heard one of your conversations one day, you guys should understand me, I lost the person I love, and I just want it back.” 

The most difficult part was to convince everyone that you would not go on the mission, Chase had finally explained what would happen to Steve, however, he should avoid having contact with his past self, when they arrived at the same time Steve had travelled, and those versions would be replaced, resulting in a new timeline. 

"Steve," you called him. He looked up. “Thanks for saving me.” 

"I love you.” 

"I love you too.” 

Four months had passed since that mission, a call alerted them, Thanos went for the Infinity stones you had, but it wasn't the only thing, his appearance wreaked great havoc on the Dark Dimension, while Tina, Nico, Tandy, and Tyrone tried to contain everything he wanted to get out of the Loa, the rest was fighting Thanos' army. 

Thanos had got all the stones, after snapping his fingers, disappeared. You felt something weird inside you, it was different than when the force inside you wanted to get out of control, the fear took hold of you, were you dying?  

"Steve?" You called him, you wanted me to tell you that everything was going to be okay, but when he turned around, there were only ashes. 

Steve approached, he was supposed to save you, not to lose you again, he dropped to his knees.

 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way” 

[kitkatd7]

It All Started on Laundry Day

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Sam messes up your laundry. Again. Which leads to a rather interesting situation.

Warnings: Cursing, implied smut, a little fluff.

Dialogue prompt #19. “It’s not what you think!” “Then why are you in my hoodie?”

A/N: This is for @cap-n-stuff ‘s 500 follower celebration! Congratulations!

A/N 2: Hello, hello! I have returned to the world of writing! Please note I haven’t written anything in a while so I’m a little rusty! (Also only revised once so there may be a few grammar errors.)

Everything Masterlist

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“Dammit, Sam Wilson!” You curse, glaring at the drying in the avengers tower. “Every time!” You exclaim, looking between your laundry that's been haphazardly thrown in a basket-still wet- and Sam’s freshly dried clothing in the machine.

He had a terrible habit of doing laundry- or rather throwing other peoples out of the way so he could do his. 

Great. There’s a meeting in 10 minutes and you have nothing dry to wear. Sighing, you dig through Sam’s laundry, pulling out a hoodie at random, replacing your t-shirt with it before jogging to the conference room. 

Entering, you scan the room, seeing everyone except for Sam. You roll your eyes at Natasha who currently has her feet propped on the table and undoubtedly a comment on her lips. “Nice hoodie. Where’d ya get it?” And there it is.

“It’s not what you think!” you huff, putting your hands on your hips defensively even though you know she’s only teasing. 

“Then why are you wearing my hoodie?” 

You spin around to see Sam leaning against the doorway, arms crossed over his broad chest as his eyes glitter. 

“I-”

“Don’t explain. Come with me,” he orders, turning on his heel and all but storming out the door. 

Swallowing nervously, you follow him down the hallway, away from your amused teammates. 

Turning, he asks, “Care to explain?” 

“I’m sorry okay! It’s just my clothes are all wet because someone took them out of the wash like a selfish ass-”

A moment later you find yourself pressed against the wall gently, Sam’s arms caging you in dominantly. His eyes travel down the length of your body before meeting your eyes again. “I didn’t mean explain to me why you have my hoodie on, I meant why did you tell Nat it isn’t what it looks like?”

“Because it isn’t! I wouldn’t take your clothes unless I had to, besides, what was I supposed to tell her?”

“Tell her… Sam said you look better in it- and he was marking his territory,” he purrs, his eyes serious. “I guess I’m trying to say I’ve been trying to make you mine for a while now.”

“And this was how you decided you should do it?” you laugh, flattered but confused. “By messing up my laundry every week?” 

“Pretty much,” he confesses, a slightly ashamed smile gracing his lips.

“I will never understand you.” You burst out laughing, watching as a warm smile lights his lips and he shrugs slightly.

“Well if you spent a little more time with me maybe you would understand me.”

“Are you asking me out?”

“Well, that depends on your answer, sweetheart.”

You giggle, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. “My answer is yes. But something tells me it might take a while to understand you… guess I should clear my schedule.” 

He hums lightly in agreement. “I think that’s a wonderful idea,” he murmurs, connecting your lips slowly as if he has all the time in the world- and he does. 

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[sunflowersteves]

vic’s 500 followers writing celebration!

ackkk, thank you for 500 followers!!! I don’t deserve it like at all and I can’t tell y’all just how grateful I am! You all mean the world to me. So, I thought I’d have a little celebration!! I’ve never done this before so please bear with me lmao.

r u l e s 

You don’t have to be following me but It’d be super great if you did! 

pls reblog this post so the word is spread out!

Two people per prompt, however, if you really wanna do one but two people have already signed up for it, just ask :)

accepting: one-shot, drabble, moodboard, series, art, etc! Feel free to be creative! 

Which also goes for characters! Write whoever you want to! Also, reader insert or using an ofc is great!

Send me an ask specifying who you want to write for, any tropes and/or prompts you would like to include (no anon pls). Ex: dialogue prompt 3 Soulmate AU with George Weasley or movie prompt 8 with Natasha Romanoff 

smut and dark fics are allowed however please use warnings. I won’t accept it if there are no warnings when needed (this goes for things like mental/physical abuse and character death as well).

Off-limits: incest, pedophilia, NSFW with any character that is underage, water play, scat, vore.

Please use the read more link if it’s more than 500 words.

When you’re done with your work, please use the tag #vics500challenge and tag me! It’ll make it easier to find especially when Tumblr eats tags (also if i don’t respond, feel free to ask me if I’ve seen it or not).

Deadline: December 15th

I’m hella excited to see what y’all come up with! Happy writing!

a l t e r n a t e  u n i v e r s e 

Mafia

College

Soulmate

Modern

Bakery

Bodyguard

Bookstore

CEO (@angrythingstarlight​ with Steve Rogers)

Medieval

Vampire

d i a l o g u e  p r o m p t s 

1. “I hate that I’m in love with you.”

2. “Really? You came here with her?”

3. “Oh, please I totally got this. Oh, no. I do not got this.”

4. “You’re the best thing that has ever come into my life.”

5. “Oh, so you love me, now?”

6. “You look hot with my hand around your throat.”

7. “How is this my fault?” (@fandomsandxfiles-writes​ with Jack Thompson)

8. “If you’re going to act like a brat then I’m going to fucking treat you like one.”

9. “You’re as cute as a button.” 

10. “You have no idea what you’re getting into if you keep looking at me like that.”

11. “I did not summon a demon.” “Then what the fuck is that?” (@shaynawrites23 with Peter Parker)

12. “I really hate people, just not you.” (@angrythingstarlight​ with CEO!Steve Rogers)

13. “You little shit.”

14. ”It wasn’t supposed to end this way.” (@nekoannie-chan​ with Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow/Blink)

15. “You’re so soft.” (@buckysbunny​ with Bucky Barnes)

16. “Spit that out. Spit it out. Stop- spit it out, now.” (@yesfanficsaremylife with Bucky Barnes)

17. “I love you but I’m not in love with you.”

18. “Stop acting so cute, it’s intoxicating.”

19. “It’s not what you think!” “Then why are you in my hoodie?”

20. “Fuck me, please.” (@the-goddess-of-mischief-writing​)

21. “I hate you so much.” “Uh huh, I love you too.”

Tagging: @buckysbunny​ @fandomsandxfiles​ @hailmary-yramliah @kitkatd7 @captainchrisstan @angstysebfan @teenagereadersciencenerd

[sunflowersteves]

OMG OMG OMGGGGGGG I HAVE NO WORDS??? LIKE I-

THE BANTERING, THE DRUNKENESS, GETTING SHOT IN THE LEG??? TORIIIIIII THHS IS THE BEXT EVER IM CRYI G

Something Stronger

Jack Thompson/Reader 

Words: 6,176

Written for @cap-n-stuff‘s 500 follower writing challenge. I know you’re literally on a whole other milestone right now but i love you and i hope you like this!!

Prompt: “how is this my fault?”

Summary: Emotions are running high when Los Angeles is once again the site of trouble for the SSR. And an accidental love confession complicates things even more.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, drinking

ao3 link • my masterlist 

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[sunflowersteves]

hi guys! I just wanted to announce that for my 500 followers writing challenge that I’m going to put a due date of December 15th. Obviously, that’s a while from now so it gives you all plenty of time!!

And it’s totally okay if you’re not up to it or are just too busy, just let me know!! There’s no shame in saying you can’t do it. With covid and the election coming up, I totally understand 💓

Participants: @angrythingstarlight @supernaturalwintersoldier @shaynawrites23 @nekoannie-chan @buckysbunny @the-goddess-of-mischief-writing

[nekoannie-chan]

Arreglarlo

Pareja: Steve Rogers X Lectora.                

Palabras: 1112 palabras.

Sinopsis: Steve no quería perderte, haría cualquier cosa para evitarlo.

Advertencias: Muerte de personajes, está triste.

N/A: Esta es mi entrada para Candy-and-writing’s 1000 Followers Writing Challenge con la frase #17:

“¿Por qué carajos hiciste eso?””

También es mi entrada para Justagirlinafandomworld’s Time Travel Challenge con la frase #20:

“Así que...Morí. Estoy muerta.”.

Y mi entrada para Vic’s 500 Followers Writing Celebration con el diálogo #14:

“No se suponía que terminaría así”.

No doy ningún permiso para que mis fics sean publicados en otra plataforma o idioma (yo traduzco mi propio trabajo) o el uso de mis gráficos (mis separadores de texto también están incluidos), los cuales hice exclusivamente para mis fics, por favor respeta mi trabajo y no lo robes. Aquí en la plataforma hay personas que hacen separadores de texto para que cualquiera los pueda usar, los míos no son públicos, por favor busca los de dichas personas. La única excepción serían los regalos que he hecho ya que ahora pertenecen a alguien más. Si encuentras alguno de mis trabajos en una plataforma diferente y no es alguna de mis cuentas, por favor avísame. Los reblogs y comentarios están bien. DISCLAIMER:Los personajes de Marvel no me pertenecen (desafortunadamente), exceptuando por los personajes originales y la historia.

Otros lugares donde publico: Wattpad, Ao3, ffnet.

Si te gusto por favor vota, comenta y rebloguea.

 Tags: @sinceimetyou​ @black23​ 

Sabías que la oportunidad era única, cualquier error y Doom lograría su objetivo, corriste lo más rápido que pudiste, era la única opción, no había nadie más cerca. Te pareció escuchar gritos detrás de ti, los ignoraste ni siquiera estabas segura si te seguían, no había tiempo que perder, sentías que te faltaba el aire, pero al fin habías llegado hasta tu objetivo, sacaste las herramientas y comenzaste a desactivar el equipo…unos minutos después supiste lo que debías hacer.

Volteaste a ver a Steve, sería la última vez, tu sacrificio salvaría al mundo, por unos segundos cerraste los ojos para evitar que las lágrimas salieran, le diste una última mirada a tu novio.

—Te amo…adiós Steve —susurraste mientras te quitabas la pulsera que utilizabas para contener tus poderes.

Una luz cegadora iluminó el lugar, Steve estaba atónito, no podía creerlo, él sabía perfectamente lo que esa luz significaba; el plan no contemplaba ningún sacrificio, no podía concebir que hubiese alguna manera en la que fallara.

De inmediato Steve corrió hasta donde se había originado la luz, comenzó a remover los escombros con desesperación buscándote. Les tomó varios minutos al resto comprender lo que había pasado.

En cuanto Steve encontró tu cuerpo, lo abrazó, intentaba hacerte reaccionar de alguna manera sin embargo ya no era posible. El resto comenzó a acercarse, Lorna se detuvo cuando ya estaba muy cerca.

—No, no…T/N…muñeca…por favor, abre los ojos —pidió entre sollozos.

— ¿T/N está…?

—Lorna, no te atrevas a decirlo, eso no es posible —la interrumpió Wanda parándose a un lado de ella.

Gert volteó a ver a Nico, ésta negó con la cabeza, sabía que no era algo que el Báculo de Uno pudiera hacer, lo intentó cuando Gert murió en la pelea contra Morgan y no había funcionado.

— ¡Haz algo! —Steve le gritó con desesperación a Nico sin soltar tu cuerpo.

—L-lo siento…no puedo revivir a los muertos —se disculpó Nico. 

Steve había perdido la cuenta de las horas que habían pasado desde ese momento, una idea muy fija había aparecido en su cabeza, había escuchado lo que los Runaways habían hecho varios años antes, incluso recordaba la sensación de déjà vu.

Bucky entró a la habitación que solían compartir tú y Steve, durante todos esos días estuvo intentando animar y apoyar a su amigo, pero parecía que nada funcionaba.

—S-Steve, ya es hora —Bucky anunció tomando a su amigo del hombro.

Steve no respondió, dejó que Bucky lo dirigiera al lugar donde sería la ceremonia de tu funeral. Después de eso volvió a encerrarse en la habitación, espero a que anocheciera para volver a salir, caminó hasta donde estaba el laboratorio de Chase, saldría de dudas de una vez por todas. Tocó el timbre que estaba afuera del lugar. Chase de inmediato abrió.

—Cap, ¿necesita algo?

—Quiero hablar —respondió Steve.

—Claro, pasa, le estaba haciendo unas reparaciones a los Fistigons, me gusta que siempre estén listos…ya sabes, por si los llego a necesitar —Chase se hizo a un lado de la puerta para dejarlo pasar—. ¿De qué quiere hablar?

—Sé que viajaron en el tiempo para salvar a Gert, necesito que me ayudes, tengo que impedir que T/N…se sacrifique.

Chase tragó saliva, no tenía ni la más mínima idea de cómo era que Steve se había enterado, hasta donde él sabía no le dirían a nadie como trajeron de vuelta a Gert.

—No sé de qué me habla.

—Sabes, ahora que lo pienso, quizás lo soñé —Steve salió del laboratorio, se había dado cuenta de donde Chase tenía guardadas las máquinas de tiempo personales.

Pasó las siguientes horas planeando como obtener una, iba a hacer lo que fuese necesario para evitar tu fatídico final, pero no iría a ese momento, sino unos días antes, lo que quería era prevenir que fueras a esa misión. 

— ¿Alguien ha visto a Steve? —preguntó Sam.

Nadie sabía dónde estaba, Chase de inmediato se dio cuenta de lo que ocurría, al ir a su laboratorio, notó la máquina que faltaba.

—Oh no… 

Steve entró a la cocina de la base, tú estabas buscando el pedazo de pastel que habías guardado en el refrigerador para comer después.

—Steve, ¿te comiste mi pastel? —le preguntaste cuando lo viste entrar, al ver que no respondía, supiste que él era el culpable—. ¿Por qué carajos hiciste eso?

—L-lo siento tenía hambre.

Cerraste la puerta del refrigerador, viste el reloj en la pared, ni siquiera habías escuchado el Quinjet llegar, te acercaste hasta Steve y lo miraste con detenimiento; él no se acordó que unos días antes tuvieron una misión.

—Tú no eres Steve. Loki no tengo tiempo para bromas —sentenciaste.

—T/N, soy yo, Steve, en serio… —Steve se dio cuenta que por primera vez no tenía un plan y no sabía qué hacer. Ibas a llamar a los otros que estaban en la base cuando él te detuvo—Por favor, escúchame, no puedo perderte de nuevo.

— ¿Disculpa?

—Tengo algo muy importante que decirte.

Fueron hasta tu oficina donde te explicó todo, escuchaste estupefacta todo lo que te contó Steve.

— ¿Por qué debería creerte? —preguntaste.

—Porque he hecho todo esto para evitar perderte, ellos perdieron a Gert y lograron recuperarla, simplemente no imagino un mundo sin ti.

—Así que...Morí. Estoy muerta.

Antes de que Steve te pudiese responder algo, Nico entró a tu oficina.

—T/N... ¿Interrumpo algo? ¿Ya regresaron de la misión?

—No, es… ¿qué pasó?

—Detecté unas alteraciones en la Dimensión Oscura…si eso continúa Tandy y Ty vendrán a investigar, la última vez tuvieron una fuerte discusión con Stark —explicó Nico.

Steve y tú se miraron el uno al otro, no había otra opción más que explicarle lo sucedido.

—Entonces el Capitán le robó una de las máquinas que usamos cuando Gert… ¿cómo lo supo?

—Escuché una de sus conversaciones un día, ustedes deberían de entenderme, perdí a la persona que amo, simplemente quiero recuperarla.

 Lo más difícil convencer a todos de que tú no irías a la misión, Chase al final le había explicado lo que sucedería a Steve, sin embargo debía evitar tener contacto con su yo pasado, cuando llegaran al mismo momento en el que Steve había viajado, esas versiones quedarían remplazadas, dando lugar a una nueva línea temporal.

—Steve —lo llamaste. Él alzó la vista—. Gracias por salvarme.

—Te amo.

—Yo también te amo.

 Cuatro meses habían pasado desde esa misión, una llamada los alertó, Thanos iba por las gemas del infinito que ustedes tenían, pero no era lo único, su aparición causó grandes estragos en la Dimensión Oscura, mientras Tina, Nico, Tandy y Tyrone intentaban contener todo lo que quería salir del Loa, el resto estaba luchando contra el ejército de Thanos.

Thanos había conseguido todas las gemas, luego de chasquear los dedos, desapareció. Sentías algo raro en tu interior, era diferente a cuando la fuerza que  tenías dentro quería salirse de control, el miedo se apoderaba de ti, ¿acaso estabas muriendo?  

— ¿Steve? —lo llamaste, querías que te dijera que todo iba a estar bien, pero cuando él volteó, sólo había cenizas.

Steve se acercó, se suponía que debía salvarte, no volver a perderte, se dejó caer en rodillas.

—No se suponía que terminaría así.

[sunflowersteves]

OH SHITTTTTT I WAS NO EXPECTINGN THAT OMG ONG OMG

you’ve blown my mind and I love love love love lovveeeee this fic!! Thank you so much for participating, babes!! 😚

Fix it

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 1254 words. 

Summary:  Steve doesn’t wanna lose you, he would do anything to save you.

Warnings: Death of a character, sad. 

A/N: This is my entry to the @candy-and-writing​’s 1000 Followers Writing Challenge with the prompt #17:

“Why the fuck did you do that?”

Also my entry to @justagirlinafandomworld​’s Time Travel Challenge with the prompt #20:

“So…I died. I’m dead”.

And my entry to @cap-n-stuff​’s Vic’s 500 Followers Writing Celebration with the dialogue prompt #14:

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way”.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistake please let me know and I will correct it.

I don’t give any kind of permission that my fics be posted in other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work). If you find any of my works on a different platform and is not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

My other media where I publish: Wattpad, Ao3, ffnet.

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You knew the opportunity was unique, any mistake and Doom would win, you ran as fast as you could, it was the only option, and there was no one closer. You thought you heard screaming behind you, you ignored it, you weren’t even sure if they followed you, there was no time to waste, you felt you were short of air, but at last you had reached your goal, you took out the tools and started disabling the equipment… a few minutes later you knew what to do. 

You turned to see Steve, it would be the last time, your sacrifice would save the world, and for a few seconds you closed your eyes to avoid the tears from coming out, you gave one last look at your boyfriend. 

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