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RADIO SILENCE

wandaxreader (relationship) yelenaxreader + natxreader (siblings)

reader uses they/them pronouns

Warnings - angst angst and a sprinkle of angst

another silly little one shot no one asked for. For this one I took inspiration from that one episode of b99 where Rosa is on duty at an active shooting. Pre warning I did write this at 4am, my body was running on nicotine and coffee so please forgive me if this is bad <3

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Wanda’s pov - 9am - Avengers Tower

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I stare at the clock as it slowly but surely moves, both arms moving but never seeming to meet each other, I look back to the time it displays, a tired yawn escapes my body. The meeting has only been going on for 20 minutes. Thing is I wouldn’t have been this tired if Y/N wasn’t put on early morning patrol duty. It’s normally the younger avengers who get forced to patrol the streets of NewYork on the mornings as all they have to do is stop a few robbers or help some old grandmother across the busy streets and even if there happened to be an avengers level threat they had their radio to call for backup. It was supposed to be Peter on duty today. But the little pesky bug boy decided he would much rather see to his aunt and her boyfriends anniversary plans than do what he is being payed for. The rest of the young avengers are at school, on Y/N’s request of course.

“Hey Sabrina you listening?” Tony interrupts my train of thought, I look up and see him and a few other staring at me “yeah sorry” I say with a gentle smile as they carry on their meeting.

Where was I? Oh yes my partner. My stupid adorable partner. They being the trouper that they are told Peter that they would happily take his shift on patrol, in which meaning them waking up at 4:30am, also meaning they woke me up as they being the clumsy person they are tripped over their own suit in their tired state, making suck a racket. Anyway that lead me to where we are now. Tired. Groggy and in a meeting. Thanks y/n.

After another half an hour of listening to absolutely everything. Sorry nothing of what Tony just rambled on about, Fury came rushing in with Maria. They looked broken. “Rogers, radio stat” Fury demanded as he pointed at the star spangled man. Steve being the perfect solider he is, he turned on and placed his radio on the desk for everyone to hear.

the small box crackles and squeals before a voice comes on “BREAKING NEWS!. I’m NewYork a shooting has occurred, all we know as yet is that the shooter is active and still on the scene. The shooting started at around 8am and is taking place at the american museum of natural history. The shooter is said to be armed with space tech. Anyone near the museum must evacuate and stay as far away as possible.” the radio then crackles and goes silent again. “and where is this museum?” Clint asks “upper west side” Bruce says without missing a beat. Looking around the room to see what the game plan is I see Nat’s face go sickeningly pale. “upper west side?” She asks, her voice cracking a little. I look at my future sister in law and it hits me. Yelena and Y/N. They both took their duty on upper west side an hour ago due to some reports of a commotion in some boring museum.

Fiddling with one of the radios, Clint manages to get connected to a police hotline, we can now hear if there is any updates on what shield agents are in the building. “Okay now agents of the shield facility I need anyone who is still standing to read their badge numbers” an officer says with a hint of boredom in his voice. Nat comes over to sit closer to me, everyone’s attention now glued to the tiny radio on the table. This meeting not being so boring anymore. “Agent104” some man says “agent233” another woman says, the list goes on for a few minutes until we hear a Russian accent, me and Nat lean forward in our chairs praying for either yelena or y/n or even just one of the twins. To everyone’s relief it was yelenas voice coming through “agents 443 and 444” she said. A big sigh is released as the twins are alive. But for how long? “We will be asking for hourly updates agents. If anyone is to come into contact with the shooter, do not touch the gun” the officer on the other end says with a hint of urgency.

Nat stands up first “we need to go help them” she pleas. “Negative, we stay here as ordered” Fury says as he leaves the room. Shaking her head Nat goes to the doorway and gets agitated “no Nick, both of my siblings are in there. You don’t tell me to follow orders” she snaps a little “Actually Romanoff, we need to stay here in case of an emergency, the avengers tower is open to the public who are in need of medical assistance.” Fury counteracts with his statement, he does have a point, however my partner and their sister are in that building. “we are to stay in this room and hope for the best. Understood?” He says his final warning before leaving the room.

Four long suffocating hours go by, none of us had left the meeting room. The radio went off every hour, agents would call their badge number into their radio, every hour there would be less and less calling their number. Meaning more and more casualties had occurred. Yelena and y/n hadn’t missed one calling yet. The team where getting bored by now, me and Nat pacing the room, everyone had enough. “That’s it. Both of you go to Y/N’s room and find something to keep yourself busy with. Now and stay there” Thor said, loudly and firmly, not taking no for an answer, me and Nat left the meeting room, making a quick entrance to Y/N’s room, their pink guitar laid on the bed from the previous night where they had sang to me, looking around nat sighed, she started to move stuff and clean.

An hour later there was a knock on the door, it opened as it was motion censored, Yelena stood in the doorway, swear covering her small face, Nat ran over to greet her younger sister, she engulfed her in a bone crushing hug. But where was the identical face that matched Yelena’s? “Lena oh my god never leave me again please” Nat says before looking back up, breaking the hug and going to move yelena aside to get to her other sibling, upon doing this she realised the worst. Y/n wasnt stood there with their arms open ready to be squeezed to death by their older sister. “Lena..where are they?” Nat asked urgently, praying that her sibling was just at med bay for another stupid reason as they always where. Yelena shrugged, her head lowered, eyes watery. “I-i don’t know Tasha, they told me to run ahead and that they would distract the bad guys and be right with me but when I got here they weren’t there” yelena sobbed, her words barely translatable. Nat guides us all to the bed, there was not one dry eye in the room as we all sobbed mourning the perfectly stupid person we all loved. To keep our minds off of whatever or wherever y/n had been, Nat told us to help her replace Y/N’s guitar strings as they hadn’t gotten around to doing it themselves.

An hour later, I give up “this is fucking useless Nat none of us know how to do this, we are just fucking it up the more we try.” I snap “the love of my life is out there in that stupid fucking museum and I don’t even know if they are dead or alive, I can’t feel them, I love them so much” I sob

“Jesus I mean I love you too but the crying..dramatic as fuck cara mia” I hear a voice behind me say, the voice is raspy and low. I look at Nat and yelena, they look shocked, I spin around and run to tackle the person. My person. “Oh my god Y/N”

-shot through the heart

and your to blame-

enemies / lovers

Kate Bishop x Female tracksuit mafia member

TW - death, angst

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For the longest time criminal mastermind Y/N L/N and avenger Kate Bishop had this little cat and mouse chase throughout the city of Brooklyn, NewYork.

Ten years to be exact.

Y/N was Kates first mission.

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“take out the girl, in and out” Clint repeats the mission plan to the young archer

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However as we know now, that mission didn’t go to plan. The two archers shot a rigged bomb which they thought was the young criminal. An explosion blasted throughout the fourth floor of the small abandoned building.

this mission left Clint partially death and Kate just got away with a few scrapes though. Y/N however, left that building that night with a new scar and a broken collar bone.

But that was 7 years ago.

Nowadays Y/N is associated with the tracksuit mafia. Kate is still an avenger. The world is breaking apart at its strings, meaning the tracksuits had an opportunity to strike.

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Y/N’s POV

One thing I hate more than the cold is early mornings, today we have both. Although I dare say Christmas in NewYork is one of the best things to witness every year, it’s also a pain in the ass.

I walk into the warehouse, combat boots echoing throughout the silent room. I must be early. I shrug and whistle some old Christmas song while equipping myself with guns and knifes. I put extra ammo in other peoples guns, knowing today could go tits up.

“Ah there she is. Hey Y/N, come, come we have a surprise for you. Well for boss but your bound to love this” my main man Tomas comes up to me patting my back with a smirk.

Silently me and Tomas walk into one of the farthest rooms from the exit, confused and tired I walk in behind Tomas.

I step further into the dimly lit room to see a chair in the middle with Hawkeye sat upon it. Chuckling I walk in front of him.

“Awe guys I know it’s Christmas but you didn’t have to get me such a thoughtful gift” i quip as I walk around, silently wondering where the protégé is these days.

i turn back to the group of probably 20 men “what do we need from Mr Barton? you know he has a lovely family he surely has Christmas plans with. Cmon guys let’s not keep the poor man too long” I question the group.

“we need miss Bishop..well the big boss does” another man says almost intimidated.

I smirk “oh what has my favourite avenger gotten herself into this time?” I chuckle while turning back to Clint “where’s the girl?” I say, taking my gun out of its holster, placing the cold metal against the older man’s forehead with a smirk.

“your delusional” he says lowly.

“Keep him here till I find the girls whereabouts. I’ll be in my office” i state to the men while I walk away, throwing the gun to Ivan.

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in my office I shut the door and throw my body onto the faux leather chair at my desk.

“Kate Bishop why the fuck are you under my desk…if you wanted to pleasure me I’m more into knifes and chains” i smirk as I look down at the woman under my desk.

Standing up from her place under my wooden desk she holds me but the throat and straddles me making sure I cannot move “kinky” I state with a wheeze.

“You want out of this business? Say it and I can guarantee your safety with the avengers” she her other hand to grip my chin, making me look at her.

“Ah yes because mister general Ross would been so happy to invite a Romanian assassin onto the team oh wait isn’t one Slavic spy enough or are you guys going down a more ethnic route?” I use my hand to slowly inch Kates hand off of my neck, allowing me to speak without passing out.

she climbs off my lap “tonight there will be a meet up with your team and mine. It’ll end in blood shed. Please Y/N we cannot afford the casualties and neither can you guys. Call it off” she states before opening the window. Cool air seeping through. “See you there drăguţă” ((sweetheart)) I laugh as she jumps out of the window, I then make my way back to where the other men are

“Okay, okay children let him go, we have insight on the avengers” i say with a laugh. Walking over to Barton I grab my pocket knife, cutting his restraints “tell your team to bring their dancing shoes tonight will you?” is the last thing I say before shoving him to the floor, half of my men go and escort him out of the warehouse.

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laying down in my bed in the warehouse I shut my eyes. Memories flow through my head. The red room. Meeting the avengers. Being kicked out of the avengers. Meeting the tracksuits. Meeting kingpin. With a groan I throw myself out of the bed, realising I did i fact get a good amount of sleep, an hour until this so called fight. I’m already dressed all I need is to brief the team, grab Maya and Kazi before heading out.

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it’s 11pm, me, Maya, Kazi and a lot of the tracksuits are huddled into the back of a van. Being transported to the garage.

once we make it there the doors open and we all split up around the garage, I send the snipers up onto the roof of either the vans or the building behind the sign, I send the best fighters behind cars and the others stay with me, Maya and Kazi to await for the avengers appearance.

Not even a minute after I’m comes the worlds mightiest hero’s.

“Hey guys, good holiday. Damn I kinda saw you guys as a sunny holiday Christmas people. Not enough money for your Hawaii trip?” I speak first out of habit. People say my job is to be a weapon. I say my job is a full time career in taking the piss out of the avengers. Anywho a fight breaks out and it’s me against the ant man “I don’t want to hurt you kid” he tries to plead “awe Katie look, you have competition here, he cares about me” I frown playfully, punching him square in the nose, I sweep his feet from under him and when he tries to get up again I slam his head to the floor, knocking him out.

Next I go for Spider-Man, i quickly analyse his power, he’s using web slingers “Oo fancy can I try?” I quickly pull the gear off of his wrist, throwing them to Tomas “here bro thwip thwip” he chuckles while attaching them to his person. The little big boy goes to swing his fist at me. i punch the dude in the ribs, he falls to the ground eyes shutting while I shake my hand in pain “ouch that really hurt” i state with a whimper.

Lastly I walk over to Clint, knowing my boys are going to take care of the rest of the team.

“You killed my mother” I say coldly as I punch the man in the face “say her name” I cry out as his back hits the bonnet of a red car, he lets his body slide down the car until he is sat in front of it. “Maya is going to kill Clint” The Falcon shouts out to the standing avengers obviously not knowing I am indeed not Maya.

I stand up and turn around to correct him but before I can say anything I hear the release of an arrow, seconds later the said arrow pierces through my skin, I look down at the arrows placement.

Right through my chest, awkwardly situated on the left side of my body on from what I can gather is my heart.

Pain shoots through my body, forcing me to fall to my knees.

“Shit” is all Clint says behind me.

My former team the avengers and my loyal team, the tracksuit mafia all stop fighting.

Since the arrow left it’s place in Kate’s bow she didn’t stop looking at me.

Both teams ran over.

Kate got to me first. “No fuck, Y/N don’t you dare leave me like this”

“Hey, Bishop, I really like you. You know that?” I say through staggered breathes as I lift my hand up, grabbing the arrow and pulling it out of my body. “you’ve got good aim”

Darkness engulfs my vision and my body falls onto the cold concrete floor.

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As my bestie @bookaddict05 said “write me a modern Cinderella story but marvel” okay so yes she’s dragging me out of my writers block by my hair, so what imma try it.

Female Reader x

So anywho here’s ur modern Cinderella story.

Slipping on my baby blue converse I finally finish my outfit for the day, I look out of the window and it was quite sunny for New York, I shrug it off and grab my denim jacket which if I do say myself goes perfectly with the white dress I am wearing. I look in my mirror once more, fixing my golden hair once again before grabbing my keys and phone, stuffing both in my pockets.

Todays the day, I finally get to get out and go to the market. Finally.

“Y/NN!!” My stepmother shouts from the other room, I open the door to the room and smoke flows out of the clouded room. Wafting it away with one hand I squint to see my stepmother. “you called?” I say with a sweet smile “make yourself useful and grab me a pack of cigarettes while you are out” she shouts back a little too loud, i nod and close the door leaving her to engulf the room in smoke once more, once more am i glad we are broke, there is no fire alarm in this apartment complex. Meaning the wicked witch of Brooklyn, my step mother can stay in her room and be antisocial as she wants. As long as she doesn’t come and make my life more of a living hell. Enough of that, I grab my purse and head out of the apartment.

Walking the streets of NewYork is scary enough with the catcalling however now we have superhero’s, which of course comes hand in hand with the villains. Luckily enough the walk to the market didn’t hold any attacks so far, in the market I grab some fruits and a few packs of cigarettes as requested, I buy a few more things. As I walk out of the market I see a shoe stall, my eyes flicker over the shoes, one pair caught my eyes. I glittery pair of heels. $20. Goddamn it, so expensive. I sigh but as it seems the universe likes me today. “Hey you girl” someone says as I turn to walk away. I slowly turn around seeing red and blue, I look up a little and groan a bit, as I said earlier hero’s. And as it seems, the vigilante Spider-Man is stood in front of me.

“Can I help you?” I say looking at his mask finding it a bit weird to be talking to someone’s mask as due to being an actual human I am used to looking into peoples eyes to have a conversation not their lenses.. “did your see anyone in a purple and green outfit? old dude, kinda creepy looking fella.” He asks, as if I’m his last hope in finding whoever he is looking for. “Uh yeah, he went that way” i point down the rows of stalls, obviously lying to get this hero off of my back. The masked man does what I’d say to be a relieved sigh, he reaches into his pockets and hands me a $20 note then he says “get those shoes, they suit a damsel like you” just before he runs off the way I pointed. Just my luck, I shrug and buy the shoes, his treat.

I tumble into the apartment with those stupid paper bags in my arms, I dump the bags on the table in the kitchen, i then grab the packs of cigarettes and go to give them to my stepmother. I open the door and she is looking through her wardrobe, dresses are scattered on her bed. “I got you your cancer sticks..what’s the occasion?” I say curiously, as she never goes out.

“Get ready we have been invited to the tower for a party. Do you remember my friend Doctor Osborn? he scored us tickets to get in” she points at me as she takes the boxes of cigarettes and closes her door. I guess I should dress up then.

first though I put the shopping away, grabbing the heels and walking to my room. I flick through my clothes I own and find the perfect dress, a light blue satin dress, to go with this I choose my best jewellery. Gold of course, I put on the new heels and do my makeup and hair. An hour later I’m ready to do.

“Y/n hurry the fuck up our ride is here” my stepmom shouts from the other side of my door. I step out of the room and she huffs “you look like a slut” she mutters before walking to the door, I walk behind her as we go to the car, we then drive to the avengers complex.

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Upon entering, we had no problem, we walk into the complex, there was like five bars in one room. That’s cool I guess “right now piss off and meet out front at 11:50 or I’m leaving you here, understood?” She says to me with a hint of hatred toward me. “Okay have fun” I say as she walks away.

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I look around, grabbing a drink, while waiting I see a boy with brown hair. Cute. I keep looking around seeing all of the avengers in their party attire. The bartender slides the drink along the counter and just as I go to pay someone slides their card onto the scanner, I look over and it’s the same brunette I saw earlier, he smirks at me as he looks over to the bartender “put it on my tab Nat” he says with a wink to the girl.

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I take the drink, knowing it’s not been spiked, of course I took it, a hot man just paid for it. “Thankyou” I say blushing a little “my pleasure damsel, nice shoes by the way” he smiles as he bites his lip a little, I smile at the boy while he orders his own drink, in this time I take the opportunity to look over the man. A dark blue suit and tie is contrasting against his white polo shirt, fancy.

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Time flies, me and the man dance.A .Lot. we never ask any questions about one another, we didn’t exactly need to.

It only seemed like an hours dance but unknowingly to me it was already 11:55, I saw my stepmother from across the room, she looked pissed off, I excuse myself from the man and go over.

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That was the last thing I remember, I am now locked in my room, the same outfit from the previous night on, my stepmother smoking in her room, there’s then a knock on the door, followed by “excuse me can whoever lives here open the door please” a deep familiar voice says. I can hear clattering and curse words outside my door. I crack the door open a little to see. Yes I picked the lock, can you blame me i am a curious creature.

And there he is. Spider-Man in my living room.

“We have received an anonymous tip that Doctor Norman Osborn is in this apartment. We have a warrant to search the place” he says sternly.

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I keep quiet as the house is searched, I sit on my bed as he bursts through the door of my room. He freezes before closing the door and taking his mask off. “It’s you” he says in shock “it’s me” I smile a little “you can’t live here anymore, your mom is hiding a criminal in here, come to the avengers compound and live with us” he pleas holding a hand out for me to take.

save me from my own gender identity

(PLEASE THE WAY I CAN NEVER GET THE RIGHT SKIN TONE WHEN PAINTING I SWEAR IT WILL BE MY DOWNFALL)

also the painting is not done, and yes I will be sewing over my painting :)

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and just as I thought I was getting over my cold. I get tonsillitis 😭and I would rather die than go to hospital

THIS ONE IS ONE YOU WONT WANT TO MISS GUYS ,, GIRL IN THE CHAIR PART FIVE

Girl in the chair - Pt 5

Sitting here unable to do anything as I see the psychotic dick, cut Milo. I'm internally screaming unable to do anything to help save him from the agony. I know he's acting tough trying to not give anything away about his power or to show weakness to the sick fuck.

Everything is disorientated, hearing nothing but my own thoughts. That's when voice penetrated through my thoughts. A deep voice the ricocheted through my mind as if it was hollow hitting off the walls. Something said in Russian.

"STOP IM NOT GOING TO TELL YOU ANYTHI..." Stating the sentence before I got put into my internal prison.

"Oh my God Milo" I say beneath my breath.

"Y/N it's okay I'm going to get you out of here trust me okay?" he says quietly

"Right now little miss Y/N has woken up we can continue, yes?" Rumlow states in a sadistic tone as he walks back over to the table placing a red book down on the table and grabbing the knife next to it. He starts making his way over to me, and I pray to god that Milo doesn't do something stupid and just lets me take the pain, I know I may look weak but I can stand my own, this has nothing to do with my stubbornness, okay.

He places the knife to my cheek and Milo cracks.

"STOP ILL TELL YOU ANYTHING" I release a breath I didn't know i was holding in. 'no no no milo' I think to myself knowing if I said out loud it wouldn't change the outcome.

"About time" He responds, he nods to an agent behind me who comes over and takes me out of the chair.

"Wait, you're taking her home right? It's either I know she is safe or you're not getting anything from me" I hear Milo say as I am escorted to the doors and taken out of the room.

I arrive home and left alone as the agents disperse back to their base. I quickly pick up my phone from the couch where I left it last and quickly rang Kate.

"KATE, you need to get to milo ASAP, this man called Rumlow is psychotic, he needs you and the other superheroes you clearly work with now down there and save his ass"

"Oh my god Y/N, are you okay? and don't worry we are already there, I'm going to send a S.H.I.E.L.D agent to get you back to the compound, and don't worry its one that we can trust, his name is Coulson, I've got to go to save Milo's ass now, see you back there"

She hangs up. I look around the house and there is no sign of my parents being home. I walk into my dads office and the once smashed window is now fixed, memories flashing through my mind.

I hear a knock at the door and I look out the window being cautious. I walk over to the door and he shows me his badge off the bat, the S.H.I.E.L.D logo big and on show.

"Agent Coulson, I'm guessing your Miss Y/L/N here to take you to the compound for a routine check up as requested from Miss Bishop and Mr Stark"

"Yeah that's me", the man looked kind and sincere obviously regarding to my current state of cuts and bruises, but I didn't feel like it was necessary for the pity parade for me, Milo had endured much worse and I couldn't help keep thinking if they did anything worse to him since I left.

I follow Coulson out to the black BMW car, he opens the back door and I get in.

We travel about 30 mins and arrive at the compound to be greeted by Kate. I run over with a bit of a limp to her after Coulson let me out of the car and give her a big hug.

"Where's Milo? Is he okay?"

"Yes he's fine Y/N he's in medical now resting, he has many deep cuts and a concussion, but banner said he will be fine, Ill take you up now to get looked at to"

As we go in I try to not have a little fan girl moment, seeing all of the heroes I idolise is just mind blowing

~ time skip ~

Its been a few days now since the day that will haunt me forever. The cut on my leg has healed over but still on the mend but overall I'm physically feeling better. Milo is a lot better now, he's off bed rest and is starting to move around more. Honestly crazy someone in his condition should have been on bed rest for at least a week, but I guess that what happens when you get bitten by a spider and it gives you super regeneration. Lucky little shit he is.

I've gotten in contact with my parents telling them I am at Milos house for the week, which they were strangely okay about. Especially my father he was practically trying to force me out the house. But honestly I was relieved I could not be bothered to put up a fight about why I wasn't feeling safe anymore anywhere I went. A constant pit of anxiety every time I walk around a corner of the compound. I know I should think this is the safest place for me to be however I thought about that when I was watching TV in my own home, but I guess I'm going to have to keep my guard up more.

I'm sitting a spare bedroom that the avengers were kind enough to give me while staying here with them. There is a knock at the door and I walk over to open it but before I could Milo comes barging in with Kate.

"Avengers party tonight and we are going" Milo exclaims while flopping on to the bed.

"Really?, do we have to? Can't we just stay in and watch movies again? I don't really have enough social energy in me right now." I say trying to get out of a room of crowds where you don't even know the people around you.

"No, come on Y/N, we have been stuck in our rooms watching movies since we came back, I need to let loose some extra energy that's been building up inside" He responds

"pleaseeeeeeeee" they both say in unison giving me the puppy dog eyes. I swear to God these idiots will be the literal death of me.

"OKAY, fine, we will go, now please stop with those god awful faces, we are going to need outfits"

"Don't worry about it, the girls said that we could borrow their dresses and for milo, Tony has a suit for him so we are sorted" Kate said with a big grin across her face.

They get up and leave the room closing the door behind them.

I roll over on to my belly on the bed and sigh putting my face into the pillow.

~ time skip~

Nat and Wanda are in my room and showing me and Kate dresses they have that will fit for the occasion. And that's when I see the perfect dress. A floor length satin gown, with a leg slit on the front of the dress, fit for any Stark party.

Kate picked out a purple satin dress with glitter on the top of the sweetheart neckline. Milo stumbles out the bath room in a black suit with a black dress shirt underneath it.

We walk from my room down the the function room. The corridor starts to feel like its starting to enclose, my breath starts to feel shallow and I start to feel my hands tremble as we near the room. My head starts pounding with an overwhelming sensation taking over my body. Hands clammy as we enter the room. The heat and sweat escapes the room through the doors and hits us almost instantly. Causing me to feel even more nauseous than before. The heat takes over my body rushing through and going to my head causing an dizzy sensation roll over me. I start to back out the room letting the others go in while I stay behind.

The doors shut.

I'm alone.

So I thought.

I walk away from the room with my head down focusing on the floor trying to calm down the panic attack that I was clearly having.

I walk straight into someone muscular and tall. I look up and it was him. The Winter Solider.

That's when the memories came flooding back. Him being outside the cell. Him following me. Every memory with him in before they injected me with that weird serum, came flooding back.

Everything fell to the pit of my stomach. Heart rate high enough to be almost life threatening.

Then he started saying the words, the words that triggered everything that I hated since that day.

"Longing... Rusted... Furnace... Daybreak... Seventeen... Benign... Nine... Homecoming... One... Freight Car"

Repeating the same words over and over again in Russian.

I was no longer myself.

THE HOODIE

Female Y/N, and the avengers are on a road trip, separate cars. In your car you have Kate driving, yelena passenger (pretend they are dating...I know Yelena is ace and I love her for that but pls pretend) and you are sat in between Wanda and Nat.

TW - mentions of anxiety and self harm later in the story I will put a warning don't worry, if you are going through this I'm here if you need to talk.

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Music blaring, windows open and nothing but road ahead...

Finally a break from the 'superhero' life, just what everyone needed.

"Okay so here's the deal we are gonna take separate cars" Steve said getting everyone's attention, not even a second after he made his speech my arm is yanked and with it my body, looking up at the source I see my best friend Kate grinning from ear to ear like a toddler. This cannot be a good idea, she shoves me into someone, looking up at them to apologise I see Wanda smiling at me "i- uh s-sorry" I stutter for an apology while trying to hide my embarrassment "don't worry about it" she says softly making my heart skip a beat, she must've noticed this as she looks away from me hiding a smile. Wtf was that? Pulling my thoughts aside and ignoring whoever's speaking to me I look to see who else is in our car. Yelena, obviously her and Kate are the most chaotic yet adorable couple in the tower. And lastly...Natasha. She's scarily hot and intimidating, and let me tell you that's my type.

"Cmon Y/N get in, im not getting in the middle seat" Nat snaps me out of my trance, I look around and through my mind wandering we have walked to the car and everyone except me and Nat have gotten in. I apologise and get into the middle seat, my hand brushes against Wanda's for a brief second.

Next thing I know we are on the road.

I glance at Nat, she has her arm out the window, she looks so badass.

Then I glance at Wanda who is reading a book, one leg up to her chest, book resting on her knee, she's infatuating, even when doing a simple thing such as reading.

Kate and Yelena are singing their hearts out, the way Yelena looks at Kate as she drives is so amazing, she really adores the girl.

Everyone seems so happy, I look down at my hands, not that you can see them. My hoodie pulled down to my knuckles to hide the bruises and cuts. Everyone else is wearing tank tops and shorts, here I am black skinny jeans and a oversized hoodie. I feel so stupid. Not as stupid as I would feel if everyone knew about the state of my arms and legs.

I realise my leg is bouncing.

Up

And down

Up

And down

I watch as my leg bounces quickly. I try my best to stop it as I feel like people would ask questions. I squeeze my eyes shut pleading with my brain to stop the anxiety 'stop shaking stop shaking please man' I beg in my head, of course It doesn't work. Apparently my brain hates me and doesn't hear me.

But something else did...or someone

I feel a hand slowly place itself onto my thigh. I look up and at it's owner. Wanda. She looks at me concerned before leaning over and whispering "your thoughts are loud wanna talk about it?" I sit there with my mouth agape, breathing heavy and hands shaking. Nat must've caught on because her hand firmly grips onto my hands, stopping them from shaking. I snap my head toward Nat giving her a look of confusion.

As Yelena and Kate are too interested in the music and each other's company. Nat and Wanda take the opportunity to comfort me.

Having the two people I've been crushing on for years next to me knowing that I am struggling makes me panic more, my heart beats faster and my body shakes more.

"So you like the beach?" Nat questions randomly..probably to take my mind off things. I nod slowly "uh y-yeah like surfing is cool" wtf was that Y/N what a idiotic comeback. Nat chuckles a bit at my response as I put my head down.

A small cold hand lifts my head up, Wanda makes me look at her as she smiles softly "let us help you, okay?" She nods waiting for a response, in return I slowly nod.

"hey Lena can we make a stop? it's getting too claustrophobic in here" Nat interrupts the girls singing session, yelena turns around and looks at me realising somethings up "sure, uh Kate there should be a gas station a mile or so down that way" yelena points to the right side of the road as Kate looks at her weirdly because of the use of her name instead of a nickname.

Kate radios to the team that we need to go for a bathroom break as we turn into the gas station. All the other cars follow.

Minutes later most of the avengers are either inside the gas station getting snacks and filling up their tanks. Nat is outside talking to Clint leaving me and Wanda alone in the car.

"You coming?" Wanda says now outside the car leaning into the car holding her hand out for me, I take it and get out, cool air hits my face and i sigh.

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— DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED —

"Hey y/n take your hoodie off you look like your gonna pass out" Banner states like I don't already know that. "Back off" I say back as I walk into the gas station with Wanda following me. "he was just trying to help, plus you do look like your overheating" Wanda grabs my arm spinning me around as pain shoots up my body starting from my wrist, i try my best to keep a straight face but she sees straight through me "bathroom now." she points to the restroom door, I walk into the cold room and she shuts the door behind us "can i get the girls?" She looks down at me while I nod tears threatening to fall down my face as she turns to leave "stay here..please" she then walks out of the room closing the door.

I walk backwards till my back hits the cold wall, I slide down the wall covering my face with my hands and silently screaming into my hands. Kate already knows because she walked in on me once and Yelena guessed it somehow but Nats non the wiser because she's never really paid attention to me.

Minutes later the door swings open and a pair of warm arms wrap around me, they are Kate's because she does this every time this happens. (wish my friends would lol..anyway) Wanda kneels down to be facing me, Nat is stood in the corner of the bathroom frozen in place staring at me, Yelena starts to panic "uh I'll get a first aid kit" she then drags Nat out of the room with her quickly. Tears stream down my face as Kate moves to sit cross legged next to me and Wanda does the same sitting in front of me now. "w-uh when did you uh" Kate does hand signals toward my arms while she tries to form words with the added intimidation of Wanda being there. "4am" is all I can make out with my head down.

Yelena and Nat rush back in with first aid kits and vodka "we sent the boys to get McDonald's, that's a good 10 miles away so we have time" Nat says with a calm and collected look. Yelena walks over dropping the first aid kit on the floor and pulling me into her arms alike to what Kate done recently "can we see?" She asks softly as she grabs my hand awaiting my response.

All I can do is not even though every cell in my body is telling me to say no and run away from this I nod.

Kate grabs my other hand squeezing it as Yelena gently pulls up the sleeves on my hoodie and traces her fingers over the angry red lines that litter my arm. She sighs while looking over them. Wanda grabs the first aid kit from the floor and grabs the vodka from Natasha's hand. She opens the vodka and holds it to my mouth "drink" she orders, I do as she says, i down some of it as it stings my throat a bit "okay keep still this is gonna hurt like a bitch" Kate chirps in as she grabs the vodka and pours a little bit on my cuts, I squirm about as Yelena and Wanda try to hold me in place. I bite down on my bruised lip hard as every nerve in my body is screaming.

i zone out after that going in and out of focus on what the others are doing, the next thing I focus on is my arms bandaged up and my hoodie on the floor leaving me in an old tank top Valkyrie gave me from Asgard before it was destroyed. Yelena smirks at this and hands me a deep blue flannel instead of my hoodie. I take it and put it on hiding my arms once more. Wanda helps me up and we walk out of the gas station, throwing everything in the trunk of the car just as the boys arrive, just as they stop Tony says "hey kid nice to see you in something other than a hoodie" he nods knowingly with a smile.

incorrect quote 💌

the avengers having a party, everyone is drunk and having a good time.

Nat : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Everyone a bit confused but some of the other girls join in creating some sort of chant

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Steve : “hey hey stop, you can’t possibly be saying every woman is a lesbian”

Kate : “why not?”

Clint : “because they’re not, Laura isn’t a lesbian”

Tony : “yeah my apprentice isn’t a lesbian”

Carol smirking : “how do you know?”

Tony : “how do I know my apprentice isn’t a lesbian?”

Bucky : “what they are trying to say is you can’t make grand sweeping generalisations. It’s not acceptable”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena now clapping : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “including Tony’s apprentice”

Y/N, Tony’s said apprentice who had been running late comes out of the elevator, just in time to hear the last two sentences.

Y/N : “uh hey guys”

Do a peter (andrew) x reader

INCORRECT QUOTE

*peter (andrews) and female reader on their first date

Y/N : “I’ve never even kissed a guy”

P : “hey…me neither”

long awaited - sorry bestie (doing this so you don’t get disappointed that I stayed up till 1 am the night before our exam 🥲) yes this is a Scott Pilgrim quote, deal with it, it is such an andrews Peter thing to say.