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Peter definitely has a thirst Twitter for the Avengers that he tries to hide but like. They all know. And they all start deliberately being even more thirst trap-y so they can see what he Tweets and it becomes a competition on who can get him thirstier.
so glad you opened requests again! can I request an avengers x reader who has huge white wings ,but doesn't know how to fly ..maybe they found her in a hydra base locked in a cage, scarred and frightened and they took her in. thank you 💞
Hey Darling! Thank you sooo much for sending in a request and for being so patient! I really love this idea and I'll try my best to give it justice it deserves. I really hope you enjoy it ! Love you !
Alate
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Pairing: Avengers x Avenger! Reader
Warnings: Reader is traumatised, ANGSTY AF, Overprotective Bucky, OOC Stephen, Avenger Loki (I just love him OKAY !), Floof
Summary: “Man must rise above the Earth—to the top of the atmosphere and beyond—for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.”– Socrates
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Alate; having wings or lifted up in flight.
Soaring she moved like the wind would. As if even the winged gods and angels followed her path. Legs dangling she watched the lit up city beneath her, recalling her past.
It had been a regular enough mission. Ambush, Steal Information and destroy base. Natasha, Scott, Steve, Wanda, Loki and Tony moved as the rest directed them through the ear piece in their ear. Scott had managed to break in first through the main door of the warehouse with Wanda following suit. Loki got Tony and Steve in through the back and Nat, well, she slithered in from the top. Then came the problem. The files weren't in the fucking warehouse but at least 30 Hydra Agents were. But then again it never was a big deal when you had even half a handful of superheroes and a villian turned vigilante inside together. 10 minutes and half were either dead or barely alive. Just when they were about to leave Tony noticed the basement. Scott was made to go first since he wouldn't be noticed by anyone. And he definately did not expect to see what he saw.
"I don't like this. Nope."
"What the hell are you talking about Lang ?"
"Get in here !"
"No you tell us what is going on !"
"THEY'VE KEPT THIS GIRL PRISIONER AND HER STATE DOES NOT LOOK GOOD. WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR BULLSHIT ONE OF YOU GET HER OUT !"
"...........Stark blast the door open..........."
"Don't have to say more Capsicle"
There was a boom and the lead door fell open, almost squashing Scott who yelled a 'watch it' before sizing up.
What they saw was what Peter would say ‘Does not pass the vibe check’
It was a metal box. Only the front covered with bulletproof glass, that was covered with perspiration and probably high amounts of dust. Chains made of lead bound her limbs. Her mouth was muzzled, hair matted, bruises and cuts everywhere, cloth covered something protruding from her back and it looked like it hurt. She cowered into a corner of the box, glaring at the newcomers, visibly terrified as her body trembled.
“What kind of -”
“Sick bastard ? Demon Spawn ?”, Tony continued for Natasha.
“We need to get her out of here”, Loki said grimacing at the way she was being treated.
“She won’t come with us voluntarily.....When, Pietro and I were being controlled by Hydra....We complied so we were never tied down like that.....But the stronger, dangerous ones are.....abused.....Brainwashing probably didn’t work on her....so they may have subdued her and she probably won’t react well to us....”, Wanda said. She felt sick to her stomach at the girl’s state. Old memories came rushing through.
Nat agreed, trying to figure out how to get the other out. They all stood there silently wracking their brains as Bucky and Sam who had stood guarding the outside came in because the others were taking too long.
“ We need to leave they probably called for back-”, Bucky stopped to look in the direction of the cell, “Y/N ??”, he looked shocked as he moved to touch the glass seperating the two. The girl desperately tried to shuffle near to him, struggling with the chains holding her in place. It almost looked like he had forgotten about anyone or anything as he tried to break the glass holding her in. Loki helped in a way too. He somehow unlocked all the chains and the muzzle with his magic. The cloth from her back came loose and there was a bright light blinding everyone for a second. They were wings.....The whitest anyone had ever seen.
The ride in the quinjet was a rather troublesome one. Y/N would hiss at anyone who even tried to mildly interact with her, flinching everytime someone moved and clinging onto Bucky’s arm as she buried her head into his chest. Everthing scared her. The machines, the people, every single thing.
Bucky looked at her in pity.He was angry that he could never get her out of that hellhole. He was angry at himself. You see, Y/N was kidnapped and brought in by Hydra at the mere age of 10. She met Bucky for the first time at the mere age of 16.
She was one of those who didn’t listen. One of those cases where a brainwashed Soldat was thrown into their cell to discipline them. But she was also one of them whom he refused to bring himself to harm even in that state. She had helped him once. When he was badly injured as he was thrown into her cell . She had looked past her fear and wrapped a scrapped part of her dust ridden gown around his hand. That was the last he had seen of her. He had thought they got rid of her.
Nat had tried. To make the girl at least glance at her. She finally succeeded on offering her food. It made Nat feel a weird kind of warmth something she hadn’t felt ever.
By the time they reached headquarters Y/N had familiarised herself or at least tried to with everyone. Wanda had helped her in and out of the shower. Nat had brought her clothes. Loki kept apparating and magic-ing stuff to amuse her. Satisfied with a smug look on his face when she let out a soft gasp of excitement.
Next part was the difficult bit. Equipment everywhere. It recalled the girl of enough horridness. Steve had hesitated and asked if a full health checkup was necessary immediately and it turned out that it was. But Bruce was gentle. At that moment Y/N wondered if such gentleness had ever existed and if it did, why hadn’t she gotten a nibble of it.
Tony had stopped Peter and Thor from attacking the girl with their golden retriever personalities as he constanly kept inquiring to F.R.I.D.A.Y about her origin. Scott and Sam had bickered making Y/N giggle as she sat by Loki and Bucky. For the first time in her life she felt at peace.
Stephen Strange met Y/N a month after her rescue all after winning a bickering contest with Tony when the rest of the Avengers suggested it in the first place saying that ‘It’s not only unfair to him considering his position in the team but he can also help her.’
See the thing is that Y/N didn’t know her true potential and the irony is that even with wings she had no idea how the fuck to fly.
Stephen liked her. Wong did too. She was quiet and spoke only when necessary but there was kindness and fascination in her eyes. She had tried her hand in sorcery and she was learning. Fast though not as fast as Stephen it was surprising.
Her wings were heavy It was understandable why she didn’t try flying. But Stephen tried. Oh how he did and though embarassingly for him he had also asked the others for assistance but it never seemed to work.
Y/N had felt what the meaning of being called an Avenger for the very first time and that it was filled with loss and pain. She had looked around her as she threw the magical golden whip at the enemy. Nat was limping. Steve struggled. Peter was down on his knees. A pack of little screams had alerted her as she looked to see a set of civilians at whom guns were being cocked at. She had leapt. Without thing of the consequences as Bucky had yelled a painful no. She lept right in front of the group,Her wings shielding them when she heard the shots go off. She waited for the pain but she felt nothing but little jerks. The battle had turned silent. Everyone had stopped to look and take in what had had happened. Her wings had ricochetted evey single bullet. Hitting them backing into the ones who had fired them in the first place. And for the first time that she had flapped them she felt herself lift off the ground as the shone a blinding white.
Y/N recalls Sundays. The days when everyone sat together at Stark Towers as they lean on Y/N’s wings watching movies peacefully with occasional perks of laughter.
Shimmering gold and green flashed beside her as she sat recalling on top of the building. A hand placing a book by Socrates in her hand. “They’re waiting and I’m tired of being pestered. Come on, let’s go”,he snarked earning a giggle.
She finally knew what the quote meant. She was lucky to be Alate.
--The End --
Finally done! I am so sorry for delaying all the requests I’m really going through a very important and stressful phase of my life. (One which practically determines my future). Thank you so much for being patient and I really hope you will enjoy this fic! Feedback is appreciated and please like, reblog and comment if you like my work to support me! I have made changes in my fic request list so do check it out! Please do not plagarise my work!
Steve smiled as his eyes opened to see Y/n curled up into his chest. Blanket jumbled all around her as she had her face buried in his chest. He looks over her to see that Bucky has moved to the edge of the bed. Which explains Y/n being so curled up to him, probably cold. Steve smiles softly watching her for a bit. He blushes her hair out of her face and leans down to kiss her forehead. “Doll, I got to get up.”, He whispers in her ear as he lightly shakes her. She mumbles a soft no , shaking her head. Y/n wrapped her arms around him trying to keep him there. He let out a soft chuckle, “Princess , I got to go get groceries before the storm hits.”. A huge storm was coming their way. Bring even colder weather and lots of rains. Usually resulting in The roads up to the cabin being closed or not able to drive through. They didn’t have enough food to last them till it cleared up. “No, warm.”, Y/n mumbles out trying to curl up even more into him. “You're welcome to come if you want.”. Y/n just shakes her head again , trying to stay in the warmth sleepy state. “Well then, Sorry doll but I got to get up.”, Steve pulls her off him easily. His heart breaking at the whines of protesting. He wishes he could just stay in and cuddle his doll. But he knows if he does they will never get groceries and be stuck with no food. Can’t trust Y/n or Bucky to get up and out before the storms hit. Or get back before them. Both get distracted too easily. So he got up early to go and get back in plenty of time so that he and Bucky can finish up cutting some firewood for storming. Steve ignores the whines and grabby hands Y/n makes at him, as he gets dressed. Once he’s done he makes his way back over to her. He sits on the bed and kisses her forehead. “I’m sorry doll. I’ll be quick and as soon as I get back we can cuddle as long as you want.”. Y/n lets out a loud whine as she reaches her arms up for a hug. Steve laughs softly watching as she acts like a little baby all while keeping her eyes close. Rolling his eyes at her behavior, he leans down hugging her. He kisses all over the side of her face and neck as she buries her face in his neck. As he squeezes her tight to him. He pulls back to finally be met with her eyes open sleepy as she looks at him with a pout. Steve leans down kissing the pout away. “Shh, go back to sleep I’ll be back soon.”, he says softly as he finally pulls away and leaves the room. Going quick knowing if he waited anymore she would end up pulling him back in bed with her. Y/n can’t help but sound like a baby crying for it’s parent as she pouts and watches Stevie leave. Missing him already and he isn’t even out the door yet. Once she heard the door to the cabin close she tried to go back to sleep. But she keeps waking up to being really cold. She doesn’t remember a time since dating the boys that she has been this cold. Always being warm even with just one of them next to her. Especially the warmth that she would feel laying in between both Steve and Bucky. Bucky?! Where is bucky? That’s why I’m cold . Y/n thought. She turned over to see her other lover had moved away in his sleep to the edge of the bed. “Meanie.”, Y/n whispered as she scooched over to Bucky. Not wanting to wake him up. Curled up in the blanket she moved his right arm so she could curl up into his side. Soft moans leave her lips as the warmth radiates off his body and warms her. She purrs as she tucked herself under his chin. Y/n smiles softly as she feels his arm wrap around her pulling her closer. To where she was basically half way on top of him. Before his eyes could open fully , a smile tugged on Bucky's lips as he felt the ball of blankets cuddle into him. He yawns , Fully waking up. A shiver goes down his spine as he feels a small , cold hand lay on his left shoulder. Something Y/n always did when cuddling up to him, even in her sleep. She would rest her hand on his left should/peck. Right on top of the scars from the arm. Lightly tracing them. Something Bucky hated at first, thinking she would be disgusted by them. But she wasn’t , she loves everything about Bucky. Even the things he hates about himself. He learned to love the touch and find it somewhat claiming. Like she made all the hurt go away from that part of him. But right now not so much. “Dear Lord , doll. Your hands are like ice.”, Bucky grabs her hand , brings it to his lips. He blows hot air on them and kisses them. Anything to get them warm. “Yeah , I’m Freezing! You're a meanie! You moved away and took my warmth away with you.”, Y/n Pouts as she moves so her chin was resting on his chest looking up at him. “Aw, I’m sorry doll.” Bucky leans down to kiss her forehead. “But I left you cuddled up with Stevie. Was he not warm enough?”. Y/n lets out a big sigh as she flops back to laying on his chest. “He was, till he left me!”. Bucky finally looked over to see indeed that Steve was gone from his spot. Which wasn’t unusual , he liked to get up early to get things done. “Aw you poor baby.”, Bucky pulls her all the way up on him as he wraps his arms around her hugging her. She giggles as his facial hairs scratch her check as he rubs their cheeks together. “Where is Steve?”, He asks as he loses his grip on her , letting her lay on top of him. “Went to get groceries. Something about being back before the storm. I think he left almost an hour ago but I’m not sure.”. Bucky just nods as he moves his hands under the blanket onto her skin. He frowns to feel her skin is ice cold too, “geese doll. You're completely frozen.”. Y/n just nods holding the blanket closer as she pushes her body up against Bucky’s to get warm. “Here let me go light a fire for you.”, Bucky gently lifts her off, laying her down next to him. Y/n whined grabbing his arm. “Doll , I’m just going a few steps over there. Once I get the fire lit I’ll come right back.”, Bucky says kissing her cheek as he pulls his arm away from her to get up. Y/n pouted watching as he walked over to the small fireplace that was in the bedroom. Although it was a great view to see. Biting her lip as she watched the muscles on Bucky’s back move as he works on putting wood in and getting it lit. Her gaze was pulled away by the sounds of tapping on the roof. She turned to the window behind the bed. Her favorite part of the cabin. Something Bucky and Steve built just for her. One side of their room was completely windows. From the ceiling to the floor. Widows that Stark created. They casted a tint over depending on the light facing them. Their bed was a floating bed without a headboard , so you can lay whichever way you wanted. Y/n loved during the summer nights laying in bed and watching the stars. She frowns now at the windows seeing the rain fall down. Just a light one. With quiet rumbles of thunder and lucky no lightning. That was the only bad thing about them, Y/n hated storms. Always thinking the worst. She has never been more thankful for knowing Tony. He was able to also put in a feature that let them completely black out the windows and the sounds in the room for Y/n. Y/n let out a soft quiet whines as she feels a kiss to her neck. As Bucky gets back in the bed wrapping his arms around her. Y/n turned back to him, curling up under his chin again. Smiling as she feels the heat from the fire make its way around the room to her. They laid there for a while till they heard the door open and shut. “That must be Steve. I’m going to go help “, Bucky says trying to get up. But Y/n grips on him saying No into his neck. Bucky chuckles as he rubs her back. “Doll, I promise we will come back and cuddle you all day once we are done.”. y/n pouts letting him go. He smiled down at her. She looked cute with her pout. Bucky led down kissing her. But the pout stayed. He kissed her a few more times till it disappeared and was replaced by giggles. “I’ll be back, kitten.”. Y/n sighed watching him leave. After a bit she decides to get up. To see if they need any help. And if not to get something to eat. She wrapped the blanket around her as she got up. Making her way out of the room , down the hallway to the staircase. “Oh , there you are. I was just coming to get you. I got breakfast.”, She looks up and at the bottom of the stairs Steve is waiting for her. Y/n glared at him as she made her way down the steps slowly. Steve waited at the bottom , leaning against the railings. He raised an eyebrow at her as she stopped a step above him with a frown and her arms crossed. “What’s wrong , Doll?”. “You left me! And COld on top of that!”, She huffs as she stomps a foot. Steve bites his lip trying to hold in the laughter at how cute she is. “Aw I’m sorry , doll. But I had to. We were running out of food.”, Steve pouts to her. Y/n ‘hmms’ him as she rolls her eyes looking away from him. Steve also rolls his eyes at her. He grabs the blanket trying to pull her closer. “I am, babydoll. I’m so sorry. Can you forgive me?”. She looks at him with a raised eyebrow , thinking about it. “What did you get me for breakfast?”, she asked. Steve smirk at her knowing he’ll win her over, “ I went to that diner you love and got you your favorite breakfast sandwich. With the pancake buns and an iced caramel coffee with extra caramel.”. He held back a chuckle seeing her eye dealt with excitement at her favorite food. Y/n tried playing it off that she wasn’t , “Okay I guess I’ll forgive you.”. She says as she takes another step down. To the last step so they are basically touching noses. “Okay, Can I have a hug and a kiss then to seal it?”, Steve asks, looking slightly up at her. Y/n moved a bit closer to him. So their lips were almost touching. See lets out a hum as she looks at him. Right as Steve leans closer to finally meet her lips, Y/n ducks down and under his arms. “Um, no. You're not that forgiven.”, Y/n says smirking. Steve’s grip on the railing becomes harder as he stops himself from falling. He stands up and turns to her shooting her a glare as she softly laughs. “Not cool baby.”, Steve shakes his head at her. Y/n just shrugs at him. “Only my favorite gets kisses.”. Steve scoffs, putting his hand to his heart as he falls back onto the stair railing. “You said you didn’t have favorites!”, Steve raising his voice faking hurt. Y/n smirks as she shrugs , “Do Now.”. Bucky walks over from the kitchen to see what was taking them so long. He raises his eyebrow , confused seeing Steve leaning like he was just shot and Y/n laughing. Steve looked towards him, “Bucky, Did you know our doll has favorites?!”. Bucky shakes his head as he laughs. “Lucky me then.”, Bucky smirks wrapping his arms around Y/n. Y/n turned to look at him, “You not my favorite ether.”. Bucky's face fell. He pulled away and looked at her , “What?!”. “But you can still have kisses and hugs. You did make a fire to keep me warm.”, Y/n says smiling at him sweetly. Bucky let out a breath of air, “Oh thank God!”. He leads over leaving a big kiss on her cheek. Y/n giggled trying to push him away. “This isn’t fair!”, Steve whines, falling onto the stairs. Acting like he is dying. Y/n shakes her head at him, “You are such a drama queen!”. She walks over to him , straddling his lap. “I’ll give you a hug and kiss if we can eat in the bed and watch spooky movies.”. Steve wraps his arms around her as he sits up. “You drive a hard bargain, babydoll. But fine.”, he says. Y/n smiles going to get up but Steve holds her down. “No, no, no. Kiss and hug now, then we go.”, Steve says. Y/n giggles as she opens her blanket letting Steve in. As she grabs his face kissing. Steve smiles in the kiss as he holds her close, kissing her. As they kiss he stands up with her. Y/n pulls away, squealing out of surprise as she wraps her arms and legs around him. Steve laughs, putting her down. “Okay , go pick a movie, we'll grab the food.”. He smacks her ass as she turns to head back up the stairs. “You know she has you wrapped around her finger.”, Bucky laughs as he heads to the kitchen. “Oh and you aren't? You made her a fire. You complain every time I ask you to do it!”, Steve says. “That’s because she’s cute.”, Bucky winks at him heading to the room. Steve scoffs , “You don’t think I’m cute?!”. Bucky just laughs , shaking his head as they walk in the bedroom. Y/n had the movie up and ready for them. She frowns seeing Steve’s pout. “Stevie , what’s wrong?”, Y/n asked. “Bucky doesn’t think I’m cute.”, Steve pouts crawling into bed and into her arms. Burying his face in her neck. “Aw , It’s okay I think you cute.”, She says playing with his hair.”. “Really?”, Steve looks up at her. Y/n shakes her head yes giving him a quick peck. “Does this mean I’m your favorite now?”, He looks up at her leaving small kisses on her jaw. Y/n smiles shaking her head no. Steve pulls away hurt as he turns to get the food. “Wait if Steve isn’t your favorite and I’m not who is? Is there someone else we don’t know about?”, Bucky asks ,getting into the bed. Y/n nods smiling as the white fur ball jumps on the bed from where she has been hiding. “Alpine is my favorite!”, Y/n says as the cat walks over and cuddles into her lap. Purring as Y/n scratches behind her ears.
*screams erupt in the background as I look back to see Elves and Dwarfs throwing fireworks and beating the fuck out each other. Haldir running after Gimli with a sword as Thorin pulls Legolas' hair*
Thranduil, appearing beside me wearing funky sunglasses and with two wine glasses: You were saying darling?
Me, looking back at the camera sighing as I take a wine glass from my husband:.......... Nevermind
--later--
Me: Bucky and I brought you new years gifts guys! *takes out bracelets*
Stephen and Loki:........
Bucky, with an absolutely sad face: You don't have to wear it if you don't want to...
Stephen and Loki, immediately fumbling and wearing the bracelets ASAP: no ,fuck off, back off I'm never taking it off.
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hey there. I don't know if you are taking requests rn so if you don't just ignore this one. I was hoping if you could do various avengers x reader .. reader has the ability to manupilate emotions , she can take away emotional pain, negativity and sadness from anyone and replace them with relief, positivity and peace, by simply hugging the person! every avenger turns to her after a mission for cuddles and comfort, you can take it from there if you like! thank you💞
Hey darling ! Thank you so much for requesting! I really really love this request it’s really so adorable oof- I made it into a fic and I hope you like it! Anyways, lets get straight into into it !!
Euphoria
Pairing: Avengers x Avenger! Reader
Warnings: Little like really little angst, Hydra, Overwhelming fluff, Half the Avengers act like literal babies around Y/N . I HAVE ALL THE AVENGERS SAFE AND ALIVE IN THIS AND AVENGER LOKI !! Ooc characters??
Summary: Sometimes even the empath needs empathy but she refuses to say it
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Euphoria ; the experience of excitement and intense feelings of well-being and happiness.
A silent motion walks down the streets, a silent motion called The Empathic Soul that was involved with them, The Avengers. While the rest protected, she distracted, like a guardian of the common folk who had never seen her. They wouldn’t know, but they praised, thanked and loved. Every time there was pain, there was war, there was casualties, she was there and they just knew it. They looked around but couldn’t guess. The sudden wave of calmness replacing their sorrow and panic distracting their attention from her, their silent protector.
That was what the world had named Y/N, The Empathic Soul as she watched the title flash on the TV screen at Stark towers as she sat beside Vision who was failing to crochet no matter how hard he tried. Y/N wouldn’t consider herself a hero, she didn’t fight bad guys although she was very capable of doing that, she didn’t go and almost get herself killed for the sake of getting rid of ‘pests’.
But she was an Avenger ? Yes. She was, but she didn’t consider herself a hero.
She was behind the scenes, away from common eyes just there to clean up the mess and to take the worry of the mess out of everyone’s head. The Avengers had a polarising reputation. Although it got better after they won against Thanos there were still those who disliked them. But there was not a single civilian who would speak out the title of the Empathic Soul in despise. Y/N would like to keep it that way she had told Fury. She didn’t really have the best life growing up, the strain had given her the powers and she wouldn’t dare use it for anything other than the good of the people. She knew protecting someone came with a cost. Her powers can be used for things unimaginable, wrong things and that’s why she needed to stay anonymous.
Though not all praises about Y/N may be true, one thing was for sure. She was a gem, one of the most selfless person anyone had ever met. With or without knowing about her powers. She couldn’t stand seeing someone sad and that is what made her the sole person every single Avenger was ready to get along with each other for.
Y/N had been a part of the team for 3 years now and she had made all the trauma dissipate and had even managed to make the most unapproachable team mmates open up. She had made sure Stark Towers was always warm and fuzzy no matter how cold the world seemed.
The meanest of all things Y/N has done is manipulate the emotions of people like Zemo to make them confess and feel the pain of the people they caused pain to reflect and repent whenever Agent Everett called her in for.
The robotic voice of Vision snapped her out of her zone as she looked at him as he pointed at the elevator. As Y/N turned to look she felt an overwhelming level of tension.
Oh. It’s one of those days.....
The door opened to a familiar multitude of spandex and metal clad people filling into the living room all making an aggressive beeline at the empathic.
“I CALL DIBS ON Y/N !”,yelled some simultaneously as they glared at each other and argued. Some went straight to the bar pouring themselves a drink and another very specific non alcoholic one along with it. Some stood frozen, colour drained off their face, to be more specific, Wanda,Peter,Bucky and Bruce. Peter walking straight into Y/N’s arms as she held them open as soon as she saw them. Wanda and Bruce following as Vision looms and floats behind them.
“That bad huh ?”, Y/N asked as she tried managing to drag the four towards the couch and plopped down with them. Bruce parted away from her and Wanda followed suit a pleasant smile slapping onto their face.
“18 casualties ”, she heard the blonde star spangled man as he wrapped an arm around her waist moving to hug her by the side as Natasha’s arms wraps around Y/N neck from behind the couch, her head plopped on top of Y/N’s for a few before she whispered a thank you and left to go find Bruce. “And 5 completely decapitated buildings you always forget the buildings Steve ! Now move I need a hug from our gal !”, Sam complained as he agressively made motions for Steve to move away from Y/N as he nearly tackles her. “Careful Sammy, it seems like Peter’s fallen asleep”, the empath notifies as she carefully rests the Spiderboy’s head on the couch from herself as Tony lays a blanket on his body.
“Kid was really hard on himself today, he froze mid battle and was thrown right onto a car, the injury was not that bad but it sure was something. He kept asking if he could call you the whole way back”, Tony said as Y/N stroked Peter’s hair as she got up. “Made you a drink as I poured myself one”, he said offering the glass to her which she took and set back down on the table and then proceeded to take Tony’s glass away from him before he could even sip on it. “This is your third glass and I can sense your annoyance, come here ”, Y/N scolded him as he opened his arms for a hug. “My suit broke down halfway through the fight”,complained Tony into Y/N’s hug as she patted his back, concentrating on pushing the positivity strain in the man.
“I need to be back at the sanctum.... Y/N ?”, came a voice making Tony groan why is it that every time I hug her that you need a hug? The sanctum can wait ! Isn’t Wong there?” “Tony...”, warned Y/N earning a eyeroll from the billionare as he made her promise him hugs later as he sauntered away. Y/N let out a soft laugh before taking Stephens hands into hers and a gentle smile . Stephen placed his hand on her cheek as a smile plastered on his face. “You should have come with us......they-......I and the rest of them needed you.....”,he mumbled making sure no one heard. “I’m sorry, I would have joined but I had to get some Hydra agents to spill some secrets.....”,she reasoned. “If I did not have to return I would have loved to talk to you more about how I feel.....although you will feel it before me and-” “I come visit tomorrow”, she stated simply earning a sigh of relief from the other as he stepped into the portal still hesitating to leave your hand.
There were three left Y/N knew. And she knew where they would be. She walked down the hall that leads up to all their rooms, a door opened and before she could react she was lifted into a bone crushing hug who’s only culprit could be the golden retriever god. “Thor! I was looking for you! How are you feeling!” “Pretty usual Lady Y/N ! I suppose you are visiting my brother ! I couldn’t join today’s mission, I was visiting Asgard ! Anyways I shall let you be !”, and with that he went back into his room. He wanted stay but he knew so needed her more than him he decided he could bother her later.
“They were children ! Can Midgardians stoop this low, they were experimenting on children !”, Y/N could hear as she got closer to the door at the end of the corridor. She opened the door slowly and softly, right after knocking it once.
She saw a flash of black and and overwhelming sense of anger and sorrow before she was tackled by two bodies that made sure her head didn’t hit the floor.
“Hey calm down wow what the hell Loki? Buck? What went THAT wrong?” , Y/N asked the two who had gotten quite close to each other with help of her involvement throughout the years. They realized their similarity and now shared quite of lot of things with each other that they could never tell others. Well, other than Y/N. Y/N slowly replaced their emotions as they let out an appreciative grunt. Before sitting back up. “The people taken hostage by Hydra were children. They were beaten badly, hell some were flinching even when we tried getting them out. I may have done some questionable things in my life but I would never think of doing anything to children. This why this planet needs to be ruled !”,spat Loki in frustration as Y/N rubbed his back soothingly. They were silent for a while before Bucky spoke up. “Those kids were being trained, like Nat. Easier to manipulate, easier to make into soldiers like me.” Y/N sighed, her face dropping as she tried not to hiss in pain. “You saved them though right ? I will probably be called to rehabilitate them. I promise I’ll make them feel better”, she tried to assure them. “ It is not about that darling, I just wonder how many children might be there in Midgard that are being forced into things like this out of their will.”
Y/N never said anything after that but what happened was bothering her and was clear as water. But every time they would try asking her she would quickly change their mood to a Euphoric state and distract them. It felt as if matters were getting worst and Y/N looked sicker and sicker. The team had no choice but to ask Fury.
“ I suppose she has not informed you about her mutation.”
“ What about it ?”
“Well it is not as easy as she makes it seem. You see, every time she replaces an emotion, she feels them. The malice, the pain and everything stays inside her and will stay that way until it is not given to other people. Y/N grew up in an abusive home. Empathy was never shown to her and it got worse by the time she was 15. She first started experiencing immense pain and one day it became intolerable. The pain, without her will got transferred to everyone in that house. No normal human could handle it the way she could and they eventually died because of it. She blames herself and that is why she is not allowed to go on missions with you because we fear that might happen again.”
Everyone was bit shocked by the story they were bombarded with. The felt guilt. All this time it was her who was comforting them and never once had they asked her about how she felt. In fact, if Y/N had not interfered with certain things they might have regretted their actions or may have committed unforgivable acts.
She was their hero. And sometimes the hero needs to be saved to.
Y/N was startled to say the least when her bedroom door burst open and several bodies jumped on her making her feel a sudden high and the pain in her head trying to leave She closed her eyes and tried as hard as possible t not let go of it.
“Y/N I swear to god let it all out ! Were a lot of people we can handle it ! Be a little less harsh on yourself !”, nagged Wanda leaving the empath speechless over the fact that they found out her secret. After more perstering she let go. “Jesus Christ !/Oh my god!/How do you live with this!”, yelled different people simultaneously as they felt what Y/N has been holding to herself for all these years. “Lady Y/N I take back what I said about being the strongest it seems like you are the strongest one to be able to do this and take care of all of us with a smile”, Thor declared.
“You know we love you right miss Y/N ?”,Peter questioned.
Y/N couldn’t say anything if she did she would cry. Her heart swelled even more and for the first time in her life she felt like she truly belonged. The soft tune of Euphoria by Jungkook played in the background the lyrics etching the end of this story.
“Take my hand now, you are the cause of my Euphoria”
--The End--
....... I have never written such an intricate fic on this app. I do not know if it is good or not anymore because I am in too much feels. I really really hope you like this *crosses fingers in anticipation*.This was really fun to write! I did delete the draft like 7 times though because I wasn’t confident about it😅.. I really hope you like this🥺🥺.....Please like and reblog my posts if you like them! Feedback is highly appreciated and please do not plagarize my work. I really work my ass of on them! Thank you so much for supporting me darlings !❤🥰
Me to Stephen,two weeks into Quarantine: I love laying my head on your chest when you're sleeping so I can hear your heartbeat and it's calming.
Stephen: I love how you can stop my hands from shaking just by holding them.
Me to Stephen,5 months into Quarantine:*chucks a whole ass casio at my husband* I recorded you snoring so you can hear how fucking loud you are and why I can't sleep
Stephen:THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP OUR HUSBAND FROM USING ME AS A LAB RAT TO TRY NEW ICE CREAM FLAVORS HE MAKES WITH HIS ICE POWERS! I'VE HAD A COLD FOR THE PAST TWO MONTHS! I CAN'T FUCKING BREATH!
Loki *goes stiff and slowly looks between his new tub of ice cream and his husband with a sad face*
Bucky *casually sitting on the sofa as if it's nothing new*: Steph didn't mean it babe, he's just dealing with our darling's quarantine madness and I'd love some of that ice cream please!
