america chavez

Of course, she noticed the other woman’s balled-up fists. Her frown was concealed by her veil, but obvious in her voice. “Can you? How long for? Without your abilities, you’ll need to keep it up until we get out of here.”

for how long she could hold her patience? she hadn’t actually tested that out but as long as everyone needed her to she tried to keep her anger under wraps. “i can, i can. for as long as everyone needs me to.”

@misschvz· sent: “Ugh, that’s disgusting”

“What, that?” Logan glanced over, trying to see what the kid was talking about. “Are you talking about the food, or statue of Doom, or his bloody portraits everywhere? Cos the one of those three ain’t bad.”

Sure, it was European food, and some of it was weird as hell – he wondered if it was traditional Latverian cuisine or whether Doom was just serving up rotten fish for the hell of it, but on the whole, he’d had worse. 

“If it’s the food, though - you want to avoid those fish things.”

america nodded as she looked at the statue that was hovering over all of them. sure it was the dude’s own castle and he could put whatever he wanted in it but....really? a statue of himself? 

“that statue. it’s...” before she finished she thought about the fact they were standing in his place and were more likely than not being watched/listened to. 

“avoid the fish stuff. thanks for the heads up.” 

“i should’ve packed my machete.”

“Are we even allowed to own a machete?” The witch asks his friend, gaze looking at her while they talk. It makes him smile though which is more than Billy has done since they got HERE. He was really struggling with not being able to use his magic, it was like part of him was ripped away from him. “What did you want to use it for?” [ @misschvz· ]

kate was happy to be out of the jungle, but their current situation certainly was not ideal. “now you know how i feel all the time,” she teased before taking america’s arm gently to get a better look at this bruise. “does it hurt?” she couldn’t help but smile, though, at how such a small bruise was bothering her. “you’ve seen some of the bruises i get from training. i think you’ll survive,” she said before kissing her girlfriend’s cheek.

america let kate hold her arm, slightly embarrassed that she was having this issue in the first place. she wasn’t used to the idea of needing to be careful whenever she did something. but she knows what kate had to deal with. the bruises her girlfriend showed up with were still fresh in her mind. it killed her inside. “no, it doesn’t hurt.” that might’ve been a lie but she could handle it. “are you okay, though? did yours heal?” her eyes were already scanning kate to check for any remnants. 

[“I can’t stand it when people prattle on incessantly.” - @misschvz] “If my suspicions about this place are correct, we’re all going to have to learn a lot of patience. Fast.”

america huffed. sooraya’s right, but patience was never really her strong suit. her hands balled into fists for the time being. at least she wasn’t actively punching any of these dumb robots. “fine, i can have patience.” 

        prompt from: @gloriouspvrpose​

america wasn’t very fond of the new clothes she had to wear either, but it was the only thing she could wear since most of her outfits had red accents. “you know what, chico? i don’t like it much either, but we all have to make sacrifices here. i don’t see you losing the color green or black.” she rolled her eyes, folding arms over her chest. her fists were just itching to punch him sometimes, though she knew with her powers it wouldn’t do much but hurt a little more than a normal hit.

     prompt from: @lcdyhawkeye

america raises her eyebrows at her girlfriend. neither of them seemed to be adjusting well. “if you’re dying then take me with you, princess. i’m actually getting hurt.” america held out her arm looking at the small bruise that formed due to her carelessness with day to day activities. “i can’t believe you had to deal with these your whole life.”

        prompt from: @itsaphase

“honestly, me too.” america wasn’t technically used to working. there may have been times that she’s helped out a family she was staying with, or a friend who needed it. but for the most part, america never needed to really...have a job, steady career. she was a superhero. now she’s checking people in to see movies at the cinema. and without her powers she got tired a lot more than she was used to. “is working always like this?”

Waiting. Teddy had never been accused of being a patient person, especially in moments like these; where the safety of the people he cared about was in danger. Not that they had been in an ideal situation, with nightmares and dinosaurs everywhere, before the scouting team went dark but now things seemed bad, like really bad.

“We gotta go out there.” He said giving a pointed nodded towards the jungle. “Find the team and get the heck out of dodge.” Teddy said glancing over at the person next to him. it was the obvious thing to do but it by no means simple, which was part of the reason why he stood there talking about it, building up the strength to face another horrible nightmare, if that’s what it came to.

inside her mind, america was at war. the virus-parents had come back to haunt her. it was easier to fight when it was her young avenger mate’s parents. but she did try not to be so harsh. it was her friends’ parents anyway and america can be considerate even during a fight. on the outside though, america had gone wandering through the jungle’s trees. not sure of where she was headed but her face was blank. it looked as if she were in a trance. whenever she’d strike a punch in her mind though, her hands followed the same motion. quiet mumbles leaving her lips when she’d yell something inside. 

That was weird… They had found that rift and then… nothing. Gwen’s brow furrowed as she looked hazily around her. Everyone had just been here… How does a whole scouting group just vanish? She called out to them as she moved through the trees, knowing in the back of her mind that she really shouldn’t be yelling, though she couldn’t seem to stop. Not until she saw them… Living in the Savage Lands, you would think she would have gotten used to seeing giant lizards, but not these two… Their attention turned to her, aggression in their eyes as she slowly backed away. “Peter… Harry… It’s me. It’s Gwen. You have to snap out of it… Please snap out of it…”

america was lost in her own nightmares. surprised to find that the second she’d turned around everyone around her had disappeared. she was still in the savage lands, but it was different. it felt different. she’d gone wandering around the jungle, trying to find them but was only met with things she’s already fought, dealt with. until she heard a girl talking in the near distance. immediately she flew over to where she heard the voice coming from, seeing she was standing in front of giant lizards. her fists were already clenched, ready to fight. “hey, you need some help over here?”

kate couldn’t find america. as the time passed, her worry only grew. she had been standing at the door for hours as she attempted to work up the courage to finally step outside. she’d barely set foot outside the compound since her hallucination a few days ago. thankfully, the bruises were healing. with her bow in her hand, she made her way through the trees. “america?” she called out. kate spotted a figure out of the corner of her eye moving through the trees. it was america. “hey, america.” she grabbed her shoulder, but the archer quickly noticed something was off with her girl. “it’s me. what’s going on? c’mon, let’s go to bed.”

america was hardly able to register that another person had joined her in the jungle. the state she was in left her wandering the jungle under the influence of Nightmare, making everything around her disappear into a dream. she couldn't even tell that she was just lost in the nightmare. that everything she was fighting against wasn't real. the robots created by her enemies weren’t actually trying to take over this dimension she’d just made it to. for once she didn’t want to leave, she didn’t want to leave this new life she found here with kate (she could do without the imminent danger of the dinosaurs though). though kate was standing directly in front of her america was stuck inside her mind. but at the sound of her voice her hands reached out for her, almost as if her subconscious was asking for help.

This was a dream, had to be. 

Tony glanced around the unfamiliar surroundings, trying to ignore the chill going down the back of his spine. 

“Is it me, or is something lurking around here?” he asked, not entirely sure that there was anyone who was actually listening.

And– hey, it seemed to work, because movement registered on his radar. He stepped through a nondescript door, the environment melting away around him in the way dreams tended to do … and he found himself in the midst of a battle.

Clearly, this was a yeet or be yeeted situation, and he snapped on his helmet, set his phasers to stun, and started going ham on the enemies. Until he noticed the girl.

“Hey! You! Need a hand here?”

america was knee-deep in kicking butt. she didn’t tire though, she hardly ever did. just kept punching through them until she moved onto the next. there’s no way she’d let them ruin this planet. her head turned when she heard someone call out for her attention. without looking she kicked the one she was dealing with into the distance. “yeah a little help wouldn’t hurt i guess.” she was familiar with his work, i mean really who wasn’t? she recalled seeing him in a few of the dimensions she’d visited over the past years. “this crazy woman made an army of robots and they’re trying to destroy this planet.”

kate hadn’t seen america since her attack in the jungle. she’d never told her what happened, and she couldn’t hide it from america. the bruises gave it away. she was heading back to their room to hopefully get some sleep, but america wasn’t there. she frowned. the bed had been slept in recently so she couldn’t be too far. kate decided to go back outside and see if she was close by. she heard a crunching noise and turned the corner to see america taking her anger out on a tree. “america? you wanna tell me what’s going on? don’t even think about telling me you’re fine.”

america paused the punches she was throwing at the tree, looking down at her hands. no bruises, no cuts, nothing. something she could do that she couldn’t decide whether it was a blessing or a curse. she turned around to face her, about to talk when she noticed the bruising on kate’s face. “kate? what happened? who did this to you?” her hands reached down to cup kate’s cheeks lightly. she was going to find whoever did this to her and punch them into the top of the dome that was keeping them there. 

Sooraya had been having the same nightmare for a few nights, now. About the manifestation of her abilities. She had long since come to terms with what she had done, but her mind seemed to be trapped in reliving it.

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america landed from the flight she'd taken to escape her nightmare. she was always tough especially during moments that were hard to be tough in, but the jungle was beginning to take its toll. she only seemed to be brought out of her thoughts when she heard a girl shouting to her. her eyebrows furrowed in complete confusion. "demons?" her hands immediately folding into fists as she looked around for them, but she saw nothing. "i don't see anything. where were they last?"