#*thanos gif* fine i guess i have to do everything myself or whatever he says

[goldfyshie927]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61883272

if any of you went insane over lee and jessie in civil war like i did, you might like this.

[barcaavengers]

Weakness || Bucky Barnes Imagine || Pt. 1

Note: I just had to jump in the Bucky Barnes train after watching TFATWS and with Sebastian looking like that it gave me much needed muse to get back into writing. So Here it is! I feel like this is fast paced but I'm already working on the second part. Let's see how this goes. This goes from Episode 3 and transitions to Episode 4 at the end so consider some spoilers? As always, let me know your thoughts and I'm open to ideas!

Disclaimer: Gif not mine.

The idea of going to see Zemo to get any leads wasn't something you were particularly fond of when Bucky decided to go in there by himself. Yes, you trusted the soldier, but it was Zemo who you didn't trust. He was responsible for the break up of the Avengers. If it wouldn't have been for those events you would have all been together to defeat Thanos.

Your combat skills were what gave you the spot in the Avengers. You didn't have a serum, or superpowers, no tech to give you advantage, you were just really good with guns, strategies and tactics, learned to think outside the box.

You know everything is about to go to hell when Bucky takes you and Sam to a warehouse filled with cars and starts talking about breaking Zemo out of jail.

"Do you remember what that man did to all of us? To you? To T'Chaka?" You ask between Bucky and Sam who were looking at each other, that was until the squeak of the warehouse house doors interrupted. The three of you turn to look as a shadow got closer until…

"What the hell?! You said it was hypothetical! What is he doing out, Barnes!?" You snarl and take two quick steps towards Zemo.

"We need him, Y/N!" Bucky blocks your path.

"You are going back to prison!" Sam shouts, Bucky putting his hand on Sam's chest.

"If I may…"

"No!" The three of you shout, looking at Zemo before turning to each other.

"It's the only way! We can't do this alone!" Bucky states. "When Steve refused to sign the Sokovia Accords, you two backed him. You broke the law and stuck your neck out for me… I'm asking you to do it again."

"This is different! It was to protect you from him but now you are asking us to work with his ass after everything?" You question. You would do it in a heart beat because he was asking for it, but the thought of being crossed by someone like Zemo was what had you on edge.

Sam only sighed and you knew, yet again, he would go through with Bucky's plan. "Okay. If we do this, you won't make a move without our permission…" Sam says and your eyes close as you let out a huff.

You are all walking down the bridge once you get escorted to the city of Madripoor, Low Town specifically. "You need to stay in character, no matter what happens" Zemo says.

"The assistant, shouldn't be that hard" you say with a roll of your eyes.

"Anyone would love such role, Y/N. I would prefer if your dislike didn't show when we get there" he says. "It is the only way to explain why we brought a lady along to such dangerous business."

"I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself, but thanks for your concern. That's sweet coming from someone like you" you say and you can spot Zemo smiling from your spot behind him.

"You okay?" Bucky asks once he falls behind you, looking at the surroundings and taking everything in.

"I'm not thrilled about this, but I guess we have no choice" you say as you look around, then your eyes fall on his frame. "What about you?"

"I don't know anymore…" he says before you all get inside the club.

Everyone fell silent when Bucky walked in, watching him, wondering if it really was the Winter Soldier. You have never been in the same space with Bucky in public, so the whispers and the looks had you feeling a kind of way, almost defensive, but you had to keep your role and give smiles to strangers while you walked with Zemo with your arms linked. You look around the place, leaning against the counter, hiding back a smirk as Sam drinks whatever the hell they just put in on his 'usual' drink.

"Zemo might not be welcomed here, but his assistant can stay as long as she wants" a man says into your ear and you are quick to move away.

"Excuse me?" You eye the man on your side.

"What's your name pretty face? I can get you a better job than being an assistant" the man reaches to push your hair away from your face, letting his hand linger on your shoulder and your body tenses. Sam meets your eyes and slowly shakes his head, knowing you were about to break character and beat the hell out of this man. Zemo noticed, but kept a neutral expression.

"If he doesn't take his hand off you…" You hear Bucky murmur under his breath. You gesture with your hand at him carefully to not give anything up, just raising two fingers towards him.

"Who says I want a better job?" You smirk and reach for your drink, sipping on it on one go.

Zemo turns to look at Bucky, and you have heard the words Winter Soldier in Romanian enough times to know them, so when Zemo speaks them and Bucky nods, your heart stops. He is swift in his moves and in a blur he is gripping and twisting the hand of the man that was bothering you. He looks back at you as he shoves the man away, your eyes meet for a moment before it all starts. Men from left and right start throwing themselves to him, like if they stood a chance against the Winter Soldier. Seeing him like this sent chills down your spine. Quick, agile, ruthless. His moves were so calculated, so life ending. The Winter Soldier might be gone but his skills and moves were there alright, you only hoped it was just that.

"It didn't take much for him to fall back into form" Zemo says on your side almost as if he read your thoughts.

"Make it stop, Zemo or I swear I'll jump in the fight…" you snarl.

"Stay in character or the whole place will be upon us" Zemo says and you let out a huff. "Your soldier will be fine. It's all part of the show…"

"He is not my soldier…" your eyes couldn't get away from Bucky, who now had a man pinned on the table and that's when you hear the clicking of a gun.

Things take a bad turn real quick. Sam got caught in his character thanks to a phone call. Selby got killed and now there was a bounty for her killers who were apparently the four of you, then Sharon saved your assess and took you to her place. You were getting ready for the party, something comfortable to fight should it be needed. Bucky leans against the bathroom frame while you curl your hair, "You know that will go away soon though, right? When you pick on the next fight."

"If it lasts me two minutes it would be worth it" you say with a smirk as you look at him through the mirror, placing the iron on the counter you turn to look at him, he offers you a weak smile. "Well you look handsome" you say as you eye him. The black suit looked so good on him, and it just made his blue eyes stand out.

"You look... beautiful" he blinks as he eyes you, his hands falling into his pockets.

"Well thank you" your cheeks flush. After a few seconds, your gaze softens when you feel he is...off. "Are you okay, Buck? I know that what you did back there..." you trail off.

"I'm fine. Its just… I'm still processing..." he shrugs.

"You shouldn't have gone through with the plan. We could've found another way…"

"We didn't have time to find another way. Zemo knew that way would give us the information we needed" he says.

"I still don't like that he is using you like this..." you say with a frown.

He remains silent for a moment, wetting his lips before speaking. "Y/N, I know we-"

"You two done?" Sam interrupts and James takes an annoyed intake of breath, your gaze drops.

"Yeah" James walks away without a look back and you chew on your lower lip.

"Did I interrupt something?" Sam says with a smug smile.

"Get out" You walk out of the bathroom and Sam throws his arm around you, laughing.

"You two were having a moment there, weren't you?" Sam teases as you walk, poking on your shoulder. "Listen, you gotta do this smoothly. He is all rusty. He hasn't had a date in like 70 years."

"He probably wants to be by himself to finish that notebook, and right now nothing can distract us" you frown.

"You distract each other already" Sam says between laughs. "One of you will be in danger and the other will run and save the other."

"That's what I mean. Zemo said it earlier, the Winter Soldier has a reputation. If he has to keep playing the part, I'll be trying to stop him even more than I already do. I can't blow off the mission because of whatever this is..."

"Alright, you got a point, but talk to him, alright? If you want, take him out of the party and work it out" Sam pats your back as you walk out to the living room area.

"Looking sharp, Y/N" Sharon says with a grin once you come out and you twirl with a laugh. "Enjoy the party. Stay out of trouble, I'll see what I can find."

"Shall we then?" Zemo asks, holding his arm out to you.

"Let's go" you link your arm with his, just to play along. After this time with Zemo you figured out you might as well enjoy yourself, there was still a long way ahead before getting rid of him again. He didn't seem so bad since he broke out, you still didn't trust him though.

Once at the party, you stick around with Zemo. Sam and Bucky are somewhere around the lounge surveying the place, you all still had a bounty on your heads anyway. Meanwhile you are with Zemo, who was making some moves that had you giggling and laughing. He took your hand and started going around you before letting go and you grin. "Should've known you were this fun I would've helped breaking you out" you tease over the music.

"Didn't had a chance" Zemo says and smiles as he claps while letting the music move him. He eyes something behind you before looking back at you. "Your soldier can't seem to stop looking at you" you want to turn around, but you decided against it.

"He is not my soldier…" you say. "He is just watching out for us. We have prices on our heads remember?" You tap your head as you say the words. "And you have him acting as our bodyguard."

"I know your hatred was fueled when I had him act in such way, and I do apologize for such plan but it was the only way" he says. "You would know if you understood how things realistically move" he says.

"Apology accepted" you say. Zemo takes your hand and twirls you, and you catch a glimpse of Bucky walking towards the two of you.

"I believe we have company" Zemo says into your ear. "You know where to find me" he says and walks out and into the crowd with his own, awkward dancing pace. You giggle at it before turning around and finding Bucky close.

His shoulders were tense under that black suit that made him look so good, and his scowl was too obvious. "Having fun with Zemo?" He asks, everyone around you was moving to the music, except him who only looked to where Zemo had disappeared to, his tongue poking in annoyance at his cheek.

"Just wanted to get to know him a bit more. Is not an everyday thing we hang with a Most Wanted prisoner" you say with a shrug. "Who you broke out of jail may I add."

"I didn't do anything" he says and his gaze averts from yours.

"For being one hundred and six you are an awful liar, Buck" you smirk, but he doesn't say anything. His hands are tucked in his pockets, eyeing everything but you. "Relax. Enjoy the music."

"This isn't my type of music" he says coldly and looks around the place once again.

"Fine…" you stop on your moves. Might as well take Sam's suggestion, plus you could see this scenario and the music was too much for him. "Come on, let's go back upstairs and talk" you hold your hand out for him and he looks at it, he hesitates before his glove covered hand wraps around yours and you lead the way.

"I told you, I'll be fine" he sighs as he sits down on the couch, you sit right beside him.

"Bullshit, Barnes" you say as you drop down. "When you were fighting those people…"

"It was just an act…I'm not a killer anymore..."

"I know, Buck" you reach to put your hand on his knee, which he eyes before looking at you. "But you didn't go to therapy to get over this only to be pulled again for a show. This isn't right."

"I'm okay, I promise…" he trails off. "I'm just getting used to all of this" his hand covers yours, sending electricity through your nerves.

"I promised Steve I would look out for you to not do anything stupid," you smile at him "I am not a super soldier or have any powers, but if I can help. I will do what I can…" you admit to him. His blue eyes look into yours and your heart stops it's beating for a second.

You hold his gaze and shift your position on the couch, your leg was already falling asleep since it was under you. "I-" he pauses and you can see his mind wondering, thinking, calculating. Sam was right, you could almost see the gears turning.

"Talk to me. I know you have something to say" you smirk.

"I guess that what I'm trying to say is, I am glad that you are with me in this mission even after everything-"

"Don't. Please…" you were sure he was going to bring up that one time where Sam, Steve and Natasha, as well as yourself, were attacked by him while trying to get a hold of Hydra. It was the first time you had seen him, you didn't know him, but you feared him. You are a mere human and he is a super soldier, the most dangerous soldier for the past years. He had tried to kill you back then one way or another, guns, knives, grenades, but somehow you survived.

Then you met him when Cap and Sam went after him, seeing him act like a normal person triggered something in you. How could someone like him turn into someone so dangerous? The time you spent watching after him, and fighting alongside the team had warmed your heart towards him to the point you admitted to yourself you caught feelings for him. How could you not? You were the only person to go to Wakanda to see him after he was freed, and it will be an understatement that you cried your eyes out when he told you the words. That was when the two of you started having a connection.

"You okay?" His voice echoes and you realize you had zoned out.

"Yeah. Sorry I was just thinking of…" he eyes you curiously, those steel blue eyes had you going weak. You inch closer and you feel him move, his head siding in a way that all you had to do was… "I'm so sorry for this, Buck-"

"What are you apolog-" and your lips muffle his words when you press them against his. You hated this. Losing your control the second you are alone with him. This wasn't right, but it felt unbelievably nice. His lips don't move, so to save yourself more embarrassment you pull away and duck your head to avoid his gaze, hoping that your hair is covering the redness of your cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that…" you pull your hand away from under his, daring to look up at him. "We should go back to the-"

This time, he interrupts you. His flesh hand moving in a blur to the back of your head to bring you in for another kiss. His lips were rough on yours even when they parted slowly, but what did you expect? For him to be the womanizer Steve once told you he was? That now that he was free he would be kissing any girl? You let out a sigh of relief through your nostrils before pulling away.

"Did I do something wrong?" His eyes were soft with worry as he tried to meet yours.

"No. Gosh no" you bite your lip. "Don't apologize...I just lost myself there…" you giggle and he smiles weakly. You move forward again but stop, looking into his hues for approval before you lean in again slowly and his lips capture yours. He dares to part his lips and you tilt your head slightly, so does his, deepening the kiss only slightly.

"Y/N? Are you- Sweet Jesus!" Sam voices echoes through your ears and Bucky quickly pushes you away lightly, but enough to have you away from him.

"Sam. I-" You try to explain.

"Nuh-uh. I saw enough to know what was going on."

"Any leads?" Bucky asks, trying to divert the attention, standing up now.

"Sharon found him" Sam says. "Let's go, and no PDA while I'm around, okay?"

"When all of this is over-" Bucky starts as you two walk down the containers, Sam, Sharon and Zemo a few feet ahead.

"I shouldn't have done that" you insist. "My timing was off.."

"You make it sound like it was wrong when it wasn't" he pulls out his gun and so do you.

"It was" you nod your head as you walk. He reaches for your hand, looks at the group in front of you before he pulls you to the side behind a container, your body between the two.

"I have wanted what happened more than you know" he is soft in his words and his eyes divert to your lips for a moment. "I just...I have a past, Y/N..."

"A past you are free from now, Bucky" you point out. "You are not The Winter Soldier anymore. You have grown from that ever since Wakanda…" you assure him. "I'm not even asking you to accept it to start something because I know its way too soon-"

"You don't understand" he slowly backs away from you.

"You don't trust yourself entirely yet, do you?" His eyes avoiding your gaze made you frown. "I knew that this would have consequences. I'm going to talk to Zemo."

"Y/N, wait" he catches your arm as you turn and he brings you close. "We can't trust Zemo. You know that…" he says. "I am not sure how to explain it, but-"

That's when it hit you. "You don't want him to know we are each other's weakness…" you voice and his head nods slowly as he swallows.

"That's why we need to sort this out, but later, not during this…"

"Y/N?" Sam calls out and you frown.

"On it!" You whisper shout back.

"Be careful. I'll go in with Sam…You stay with Sharon…" he says and your head nods.

*****

"Walker I swear if you don't shut up I'll make you swallow that shield" your arms were crossed, leaning against the wall behind Bucky who was guarding the stairs. Zemo was cuffed, Sam was inside talking with Karli, Walker and Hoskins had found their way to you and now were here.

"Easy there. I'm just worried about your partner being in there by himself" he says and you notice the glare the Sargeant gives him.

"You have been messing this whole operation the moment you got here" you spat.

"Aren't you worried about Sam back there?"

"He can handle himself. He is doing what is right, unlike others" you eye him up and down and his whole face darkens, taking a step forward and you take a defiant one as well.

"Think carefully what you will do next, Walker" Bucky puts his hand on his chest.

"Let him. I can kick his ass and take that shield off his hands in a heartbeat…" you hiss.

"This is all easy for you, isn't it? All that serum rushin' through your veins. You let your partner in there with a Super Soldier, that blood will be on your hands if things get dirty in there…" Walker says to Bucky. How dare he!?

For a moment, you ponder on his words and you can't stand the thought of Sam being in there getting beaten by Super Soldiers while Walker could be right. You didn't want him to be. What if they took him? What if…?

"Buck…" you put your hand on his bicep and he looks at you, knowing very well what you wanted to do.

Of course, Walker wasn't very good with entrances since he literally waltzed in calling Karli and saying she was under arrest. Super Soldiers showed up everywhere and your eyes widened. Karli pushes Walker and then storms off running.

"Karli!" You call and look at Sam.

"Go! We got this!"

Your head nods, eyes shift to look at Bucky who was fighting a Super Soldier off before you storm to the direction Karli headed to. You see her walking down the corridor, not too far from you. "Karli, wait! This is not what it looks like!" Karli says and she stops in her tracks, looking back at you.

"It is exactly what it looks like! You are working for Captain America!"

"What? No! We hate the guy!" You admit bluntly, honesty can get you places after all, and at least she stopped. "We just want to work this out. There has to be a better way to fight for what you want, Karli…" you say and get closer.

"Yeah. There is...But first, you will help us deliver a message before we trust you again" your head tilts to the side curiously when you feel arms around you and you feel a pinch on your neck. Your eyelids feel heavy all of a sudden until you can't hold them open any longer.

-Bucky's POV-

After fighting some of the Flag Smashers off he meets with Sam, Walker and Hoskins in the middle of the building.

"We lost them" Hoskins says as he looked around.

"You made us loose them! I had everything under control until you stepped in!" Sam complained.

"Where is Y/N?" Bucky asks as he looks around.

"She went after Karli. I haven't seen her since..." Sam says, his phone goes off and Bucky is quick to move close to him as he opens the message. "They got Y/N…" Sam's brown eyes shift to look at Bucky who was clenching his jaw yet his eyes showed how worried he was, and mad for letting you go after Karli alone.

"That's it." Bucky turns on his heels and started walking the other direction.

"Bucky!" Sam calls but it didn't get the man's attention. "Bucky!"

[yourmcu]

Wish You Were Here (i)

Pairings: Tony Stark x daughter!reader, Avengers x Stark!reader

Summary:

an Infinity War/Endgame AU where Tony Stark’s daughter (you) is one of half the population that vanishes in the snap, Tony finds out later on when he arrives back to Earth, devastated, then you come back like the others to help fight Thanos.

Word count: 2,030

A/n: (moved to the end of the fic!)

Warnings: angst, death, swearing, a lil soft!Nat in the beginning bc I love her, mentions of anxiety/anxiety

read on ao3!

Part 2

gif not mine! credits to the owner^^

You wanted to help in whatever was happening, you weren’t quite sure still, but it had something to do with the infinity stones and how you guys needed to find them before some guy named Thanos does.

It took a lot of convincing for Steve, Natasha and Rhodey (they were the ones more protective over you) to let you come, especially with Tony not around to scold you since he was in space.

“I’m coming with you guys whether you like it or not - no, I know what you’re gonna say, I can handle myself. I’m sixteen! Did you know Peter’s in space right now with Dad? Outer freaking space. You’re not the only one who has a suit, Rhodey-”

The argument ended with, “if something happens and I-” you dragged your thumb across your neck, “then it’s on me. None of you are to blame. Can we go now?”

So they didn’t have any other choice. You went to Wakanda with them to get the mind stone out of Vision and intend to destroy it afterwards.

Things got a *bit* out of hand though, there was an army of creatures - they’re from space, you assumed, working for Thanos - trying to get the stone. You fought alongside Sam and Rhodey, sometimes even fighting with Bruce who was using the Hulkbuster. You also helped the Wakanda tribes when they got overpowered by the creatures.

Even Thor came back to fight and he brought a raccoon and a tree with him.

The battle was going really messy, until - “Everyone on my position. We got incoming.”

You fly to where Cap and the team are, and there he is coming out of what appears to be a cloudy, blue grayish portal, Thanos himself.

“Cap, that’s him.” Bruce says as he hides you behind the Hulkbuster to shield you. He slowly walks over to the purple titan before saying, “stay down, [Y/N], alright?”

Did all of them suddenly forget that you, if not more, are stubborn like your father?

Because when all of them attack, you fly behind Thanos when he's distracted and wrap both your metal covered arms around his neck in stupid attempts to strangle him. He effortlessly uses his gauntlet to throw you back to the ground, knocking you out.

He eventually got all the stones, snapped his fingers when Thor failed to kill him, and left.

“What did you do?!”

“Where did he go? Thor, where did he go?”

“What’s happening?” You get off the ground as Bucky turns to dust. You look around and saw the air filled with the same dust, just from different people.

What the hell did that snap do?

People are vanishing, disappearing, are they dying? Why are they dying? You’re pretty sure you're panicking. Your lips start to quiver and you feel your chest tighten, making it hard for you to breathe.

Natasha notices right away. She's the one who could help you with your anxiety attacks besides Tony. She comes to you and places her hands on your shoulders, looking you in the eye. “Hey, it’s going to be okay, you’re fine, just breathe with me,”

You watch Wanda, one of  your best friends, turn to dust too which did not help in the slightest. What’s worse is when Natasha holds your hands to calm you down,

They start turning into dust particles.

“No no no no no no,” you grow weak, holding onto her. “Nat, I’m scared - I don’t - I don’t know what to-”

“Y/N, just breathe like we practiced, okay?”

You try copying her breathing but it’s no use. It doesn’t change the fact that you’re still fading away. You look at her, tears threatening to fall out of your eyes, “I’m so sorry.” She has no choice but to hug you tightly until you get dusted completely.

The Avengers just lost a kid. Not just any kid, for them you were special. You always supported the team no matter what. They couldn’t even imagine what Tony’s reaction would be.

When Natasha told Pepper of course she didn’t take it well.

You were Tony’s own flesh and blood (and some one night stand chic that we won’t mention anymore starting now), but Pepper helped raised you when Tony first took you in and treated you like her own. Sometimes you even called her ‘mom’.

She was so relieved when a spaceship came by the compound to drop Tony off - he looked weak and skinny - she didn’t know how to break the awful news to him while he was in that condition.

“I lost the kid,” he meant Peter. What he doesn’t know was that he actually lost two.

“It’s been twenty-three days since Thanos came to Earth.”

Bruce and Natasha keep looking over one another as images of the people they lost in the snap took turns popping up as holograms. Rhodey feels tense and keeps tapping his foot - nervous of what his best friend’s gonna do once he sees-

Tony abruptly stands up from his wheelchair. “Stop. Stop there.” (“Tony, you need to sit down,”) “No.” He stumbles over to a particular hologram, the one with his daughter’s face.

Y/N Stark.

The room is awfully quiet. Despite you telling them that it isn’t going to be any of their faults if something happens to you, they still feel responsible for you.

“Was anyone going to tell me?” He speaks softly. Too soft and calm for all of them that they remain glued to where they're standing, avoiding eye contact. He clenches his fists and sends a look to  everyone in the room. “You better not be shitting me I already lost Parker and I - I can’t - I can’t lose her. I can’t.”

“Tony,” Natasha says. “We couldn’t do anything to stop it.”

It's like being stabbed with his own blade all over again. She tells him everything that happened, how you got dusted like Peter, and Tony just stares blankly at your photo, looking very pale.

Tony takes a deep breath and pushes his glasses further up his nose, holding in  tears. Good thing his glasses cover it up. He mutters ‘okay’ over and over as he takes a seat back in his wheelchair. Steve hesitates to continue the discussion but Tony encourages him to go on, even though he feels like he was literally dying inside.

His mood definitely went downhill from there - Tony's furious with himself. Furious with them, with Steve, that he takes it out on the super soldier. By the end of it he's on the floor, passed out.

“Dad, come in, it’s [Y/N]. Everything alright out there?”

“Oh y’know, typical day in the city - pair of aliens came to visit again.” Tony sounded breathless.

You paused briefly. “...what? W-well, do you need help? I can help, and Peter’s probably on his way there - he just made a lame excuse and hung up on me so, I figured he sensed something was wrong.”

“Yeah. Stay where you are and when things get worse, find Pepper and get to safety.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“Nope. Deadass serious. Stay out of this one.”

Tony opens his eyes and takes in his surroundings. He's transferred to a bed with the same wires poking his arm. He dreamt of his last conversation with you - before and while he was dragged to space.

“Hey, I’m still here, you know,” you cut him off while he was arguing with Strange.

“[Y/N]? How is this still connected?”

“I made the earpiece set myself - I guess it has really long range, huh?”

“You’re a nerd.” Tony cracked a small smile.

“Hi [Y/N]!” Peter shouted from a distance.

“Peter? You’re in space too? I’m so jeal-”

The line completely went out, guess the range wasn’t that long.

“Tony?” Pepper says gently. “You shouldn’t be up - it’s only been an hour since you passed out.”

He looks at her for a moment then returns his attention to the wall, eyes bloodshot. “Have I been a good father to her? ‘Cause I feel like she deserved more. Way more.”

“Of course, she loved you! Tony, [Y/N] loved you as much as you love her,” Pepper reassures, running a hand through his hair. “I know you’re upset but you really should be getting bed rest right now.”

He sniffles and gave a small nod, “okay.”

He closes his eyes again when she left the room and sigh, mumbling “goddammit kid,” before letting the tears flow down. Tony rarely cries. Barely cries. He usually keeps those stupid emotions in but this - the fact that his little girl is gone, it's too much for him. He realized never fully showed how much you meant to him and he regrets it.

Can't help but think that it should've been me Either way, I still wish you were here.

Fast forward to five years later: Tony now lived at a lakeside cabin with Pepper and their daughter, Morgan.

Moving on was better than to be sad and depressed for the rest of his life. That’s what you wanted for him anyway, to be happy.

So that’s exactly what Tony did.

He spent time with his family, made new suits which he enjoyed to do, living his life peacefully. That doesn’t mean he forgot about you. Sure the last few years were hard, he missed you every single day, but he had to face and accept it.

Tony moved your stuff from the compound and into a vacant room in the cabin. Sometimes he’d look through your crazy inventions, your journals that were filled with ideas for future gadgets and he hung up framed photos of you and him (some with Pepper) on the walls.

He told Morgan all about you. How awesome you were, how you were energetic and enthusiastic in everything you do, and how the both of you would be best friends if you two met.

“I wanna meet her,” Morgan says, looking at pictures of you.

Tony smiles sadly and looks at the photo of you and him. It was at your school’s science fair and your invention won first place (he remembered laughing at all the science teachers’ shocked faces because of your advanced gadget, way advanced than the grade you were in). Both of you looked really happy.

If a picture is all that I have, I can picture the times that we won't get back If I picture it now it don't seem so bad Either way, I still wish you were here.

“Someday, maybe.” He replies, giving her a warm smile.

Steve, Natasha and a new guy Scott visited him one day. They basically told him bringing back everyone who died in the snap was possible, hinting time travel.

Tony was torn. He didn’t want to risk losing what he had now, but bringing everyone back... that was something. Everyone in the universe that vanished, the other Avengers, the guardians he met in space, Strange, Peter, you.

That same night he thought about you, and Peter when he stumbled upon a picture of both of them. That same night, he figured out time travel.

“Hey legacy,” he chuckles a bit, remembering how you always frowned or pouted whenever he called you that. He likes that nickname on you though. “I... uh, this is just a little video. For you. Sure you won’t see this but... I like to pretend I could still talk to you. I miss you, a lot.”

“It’s been five years, hun. Morgan, your sister... you have no idea how much she talks about you. She wants to meet you someday,” he looks at the camera. “I know I can’t tell her the real reason why you’re not here with us, not yet, but anyway, ‘couple of old pals came to visit me. They want to try to get everyone back, that includes you.”

Tony sighs, looking away. “As of now I don’t know if we’re ever gonna pull off something like this. I figured it out, just a couple minutes ago actually. Time travel. It’s dangerous, very risky...”

“But we’ll see. We’ll figure something out. I hope to see you soon, [Y/N]. I love you.”

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so I’ve cut this lil idea into two parts - I’ll probs post part 2 soon right after this one - if everyone likes it of course :)

oh, and I listened to this song by Neck Deep while writing this, which is where I got the title too, you can listen here. (I also put in some lyrics from the song to the story, just because it fits well hehe)

[afangirlwashere]

Risk pt.4 (Peter Parker x superhero!reader)

(gif is not mine all credit goes to the creator)

Summary: History class is surely boring but what if (Y/N)’s life turns upside down while sitting in one? What can Peter do about it?

A/N: I thought this was going to be a four-part fic but SEEMS LIKE I WAS WRONG!! This was supposed to be the last part but I was in the middle of it and it was so long and then I added something and if I really wanted to stick with the four-part thing it could have gone to like 8k or more?? The next part is probably gonna be a bit longer I think?? I have a little bit written for the fifth part BUT this week is unbelievably busy in school and the next one is gonna be even crazier so I’m just praying to survive. Of course, I was in the mood to write everything when I had to study so... that’s why the quick updates. Most of both the fics I released recently were already half written quite a long time ago maybe you can tell by the way I write? IDK... I’ll stop rambling now. All likes, reblogs and mainly feedback is very appreciated! 

Warnings: Infinity War spoilers! do we still warn for those? I guess I’ll do it anyway

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(while reading this part of the story I recommend you to listen to this song)

“Mr. Stark?” the doors to the lab opened and closed as the young superhero slipped inside.

Tony was buried deep inside his luxurious armchair that was almost two times his size clutching a glass of bourbon.  His gaze was set on the projector which had the words “fin” written on it. He started studying the liquid in his glass not bothering to even look at the girl.

“I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I should’ve been more careful... I know you’re responsible for me and it wasn’t fair from me to throw myself in front of Thanos.” (Y/N) fondled with her sleeve and stepped a little closer “Thank you for giving me another chance Mr. Stark... I appreciate it.”

Tony stayed silent for a bit longer. 

“Peter Parker.” the name rolled off his tongue perfectly as if he has said it a million times before “Sixteen years old... student of the Midtown school of science and technology. Otherwise known as Spider-Man.” 

(Y/N) stopped next to a little coffee table to get a better glance at Tony. 

His face had no emotion whatsoever when he took the little remote control, pushed a button on it and the video played somewhere in the middle. 

There was a boy on the screen now “This is the best thing that could have ever happened to me!” he shouted excitedly “Mr. Stark is amazing! He’s the best!” his face was covered by some kind of a mask but (Y/N) was sure he had the brightest smile on his face. 

Tony stopped the video abruptly. 

“He disintegrated to dust in my arms when Thanos decided to get rid of half of the civilization. Just like that.” he snaps his fingers and takes a big chug of the alcohol. 

(Y/N) swallows loudly. She couldn’t think of anything better to say then “I’m sorry...” and she truly was. 

This Spider-Man, Peter or whatever he called himself seemed like a nice guy. It was a shame he met that fate. 

He was just a kid. 

Just a kid...

Watching Tony torture himself over what happened was heartbreaking even for someone who didn’t know him that well. 

Maybe even more than for the others.

The Tony Stark (Y/N) knew from the media was so Extra, a joke here a joke there, partying, full of sarcastic remarks even in the worst situations he could keep that spark. 

He didn’t have it now. 

(Y/N) never saw Tony Stark like this.  Not on TV, not in the news... 

“Do you know why I’m showing you this?” the man looked over at the younging, his beard and hair a lot grayer with all the worries “Why I’m telling you this?” 

“Because you don’t want to lose any more people to Thanos...” (Y/N) almost whispered. 

“You’re damn right (Y/N)! Especially not another kid! That’s why I’m so mad!” Tony almost smashed the glass on the table “You’re off the mission... You can help around but when it comes to Thanos you keep down and leave that to the adults.” 

Her eyes widened “But-”

“No buts! Those are my last words! Come talk to me when you find a way to undo all this mess...” he slowly walked out of the lab not knowing how close to the home he hit.

Tony had no idea (Y/N) was working on a possible way to maybe get everybody back. What he said was just supposed to be another act of mocking from him but he just made the young superhero think about a lot bigger danger.

The chances she could survive bringing just one person back were so little that she always refused to even consider the option. But now it was settled. If she wants to get Tony back on her side... If she wants to get back to the real action...

The first person she has to bring back is Peter Parker. 

(while reading this part of the story I recommend you listen to this song)

Sitting in history class is the next level of boring.

(Y/N) is so ahead that the teacher just ignores her when she stares blankly at the chalkboard and doesn’t work on her worksheet because she knew the not so new kid anymore already finished it. 

Yesterday night was tough.  (Y/N) has no idea how Peter does this almost every day. She started going with him on a lot of missions or just small patrols but they had a big action last night until 3AM which made today even less enjoyable than it already could be. 

Not only is she alone in history class... she has two history classes and this was just the first one.

The only person that is familiar here is unfortunately Flash.  He’s been secretly scrolling through his phone probably looking for answers. He frowns on the screen seeming very confused.

“Alright class the bell is going to ring in a minute let’s go through the first question quickly and we’ll finish the rest in the next period.” Miss. Miller claps her hands. 

In that same moment, the door to the classroom opens wide and all the concentration is lost.

(Y/N) forgets how to breathe for a minute when her eyes land on Happy. 

It seems like he’s out of breath trying very hard for them to not notice. His cheeks are bright pink and he has a gun case very visible right at his belt. 

“I’m sorry to interrupt but I need (Y/N) (Y/S). Right now.” he shows a little pocket with some badge.

“Pardon me,” Miss. Miller walks closer to him “Who are you?” 

“Harold Hogan, head security in the Stark Industries madam. I have orders and I’m here to fulfill them. The kid is going with me right now, (Y/N) pack your bag.” Happy looks past Miss. Miller.

“What is going on Happy?!” (Y/N)’s heart beats faster than ever.

“I’ll explain it on the way we have to go. Now!” his hard expression doesn’t help (Y/N)’s catastrophic spiral of thoughts at all.

“Wait you know this man?” Miss. Miller asks confused. 

“Yes. It’s okay I’ll be fine Miss.” (Y/N) nods and throws the bag over her shoulder running out of her class.

The kids around her start getting very curious so she quickly closes the door to the classroom walking right behind Happy.

Miss Miller is still looking after them not sure if she should allow her student to leave. 

“What’s going on Happy you’re scaring me.” this also roughly translates to Is Peter alright? Please don’t tell me something happened to him. Please tell me he’s fine. 

“Pictures got leaked. Your identity is out (Y/N). Everybody knows because you and Spider-Boy weren’t careful enough.” Happy keeps a calm tone even though it seems a little rough but he doesn’t want any teachers coming out of their classrooms to see who’s making such a fuss. 

“What? How? When? What?” (Y/N) stops in her tracks fairly confused.

Happy stops and takes one loud breath “Last night. They saw you taking off your mask late at night when you were crawling in through the window. God! I told Tony to not only install those movement sensors at the doors but windows too!” Happy rants off the topic for a second “They know where you live (Y/N). They know your full name, where you go to school, how old are you, that you’re under Tony’s wing, they know everything!” he whisper-shouts. 

(Y/N)’s blood turns cold “Only me? They don’t know anything about Peter right?” 

“No. Nothing. They know you’re linked to him but they don’t know he’s Spider-Man. They also know you’re linked to Spider-Man but they don’t know he’s Peter Parker.”

Thank god.

“The article got posted fifteen minutes ago. We got here first but I can promise you if we don’t hurry up people from all the newspapers are going to be here any minute.” Happy starts walking again. 

“We?” (Y/N) scrunches her nose.

Happy nods “Tony is outside in a limousine.” 

“Oh... That’s a good way to not bring attention right?” (Y/N) bitterly laughs “And what did you mean by the door sensors?”

The bell rings and the halls get filled in a second. 

All the eyes are glued to the two.

Happy glances around “Oh great... Let’s go girly we need to leave before anyone checks their phone.” 

The moment he finishes his sentence (Y/N) sees Ned walking out of math class. 

They make eye contact and (Y/N) prays he knows what her look means. Thankfully, Ned is smart enough to recognize the situation and he starts heading the way she wants him to. 

MJ is the next one to walk out of the class looking bored as ever.  When her eyes land on Happy and (Y/N) she bears the same confusion Miss. Miller did. She grips her books and shoots a curious look to (Y/N). 

And a cherry on the top is when Flash runs around the corner shouting “She’s one of them! She has powers! She’s a superhero! She knows Spider-Man! Just check the news!” he keeps on getting closer and closer to them. 

Happy’s eyes do a master eye-roll “Oh my god that’s exactly what I didn’t want to happen. Let’s go (Y/N)!” 

(Y/N) watches Michelle look over someone's shoulder and read something off their phone.  Her eyes glance back to (Y/N), filled with betrayal. This is the most emotion she ever saw on her friends face. 

No. It’s not like that MJ. I trust you but I couldn’t... I just couldn’t... 

Before her mouth speaks her legs are already making their way to her but she starts to walk away fast. 

Flash finally stops in front of (Y/N) and grabs her hand.  He says something but she can’t hear him because her ears fill with white noise. Her stomach feels as if a metal hand was squeezing it. 

Flash sees something glisten in the young superheroes eyes and at first, he thinks it’s tears.  She’s about to cry. 

But no. 

His hand feels a little too warm out of a sudden and when he looks at it his fingertips are lit up like little knots in a candle.  He screams and lets go of (Y/N) but she takes him by the collar. 

“I told you to never touch me again!” filled with fear, helplessness, and anger she lets out a tiny bit of the mix of these raw emotions and Flash flies 10 meters away from her.

All the trash from the garbage bins flies through the hall along with him and a few hit Michelle’s back and she turns just soon enough to move out of the way to let Flash hit the ground next to her.

MJ stares at both of them startled.

Ned is still there. He couldn’t get past all the people crowded in the hallway so he stared at (Y/N) with his mouth wide open.

The hall is almost silent. 

(Y/N) is drowning in herself and the only thing that brings her back to reality is Happy’s tight grasp at the strap of her backpack.

“That was enough let’s go! We need to go! Now!!” Happy pulls her harder. 

(Y/N) keeps staring at Michelle and Flash, stumbles a few feet and then starts walking fast to the exit of the school. 

She tries to not look at any of the faces in the hallway.  Some kids are screaming, some are crawling closer to her with their phones in hand some of them are running away in fear. 

They finally walk out of school just to get in more mess.

Ned trips over a few students before he gets to Peter’s locker which is on the other side of the school. 

Peter looks like he’s almost half asleep meanwhile rummaging through his locker “What’s up Ned?” he asks without even looking up at him.

“(Y/N)!” Ned screams in the middle of heavy breaths.

“Yeah what about her?” Peter’s lips curl into a soft sleepy smile at the mention of his girl.

“(Y/N)! Some guy from-the Stark industries I think- They are taking her- I don’t know what’s happening- I think I’m going to faint...” Ned starts coughing. 

“Taking her? Who’s taking her?! Mr. Stark? Why? Where is she?!” Peter closes his locker his pupils dilating making his eyes look almost black. 

“Outside.” in a blink of an eye Peter is gone sprinting with all his superhero might to get to the school's exit as fast as possible “Goddamnit Peter...” Ned runs after him. 

Stepping outside felt like a red carpet event.  Without the actual red carpet. And the royal treatment. 

Actually, it felt more like a Justin Timberlake concert. Or Bieber. Or Shawn Mendes. Actually, any big star these days.

Happy tried to give as much space as possible so (Y/N) could walk to the obviously expensive limousine with black windows. 

All the press-people were screaming questions, putting microphones or dictaphones her way and made her almost blind by all of the flashes while taking pictures. 

(Y/N) quickly opened the door and almost jumped into the limousine. 

“Thank you, principal Morita I apologize for causing this inconvenience. I’m very grateful for your time and don’t worry about my sponsorship of your school it still stays.” Tony sat in his seat as comfortable as he could be.

He had yellow glasses on, a suit and boots he could probably pay a few rents with.

After ending the phone call with the principal he looked at (Y/N). She was expecting to see anger and annoyance. Instead, he seemed... Tired and... And something else. Something she was afraid to see in his eyes from the moment she met him.

“I’m not angry at you (Y/N).” 

Oh please don’t say it.

“I’m... disappointed.” 

(Y/N) heard the engine start when Tony started explaining how many things in her life are about to change forever. 

Peter wasn’t sure how he survived until the end of the school day. 

When he ran out of school the only thing he saw was a limousine that was speeding down the road followed by ten news vans. 

It was definitely Mr. Stark. 

He didn’t find out about the whole thing for a while.  Then MJ came over to their table at lunch.

“Did you know?” she gripped at her tray. 

“Know what?” Ned’s voice was unnaturally high.

“Did you know (Y/N) has superpowers? That she’s ´one of the Avengers´?”

“She’s not.” Peter almost barks at her while his foot taps relentlessly. 

Her face changes into something the boys never saw before “So you knew? She told you but not me? She trusted you two idiots but not me?!” 

Peter wanted to hit himself in the head so hard... 

“No, wait! MJ!” he calls after her but she just screams a really bad swear word and leaves.

“It’s out Pete.” Ned slowly pushes his phone with the news opened to him.

Peter clutches Ned’s phone in his hands and reads a few articles. 

“SUPERHERO WITHOUT THE MASK! WHO’S FAULT IS THIS?!” 

And guess who...

Peter put the phone slowly down and buried his face in his hands.

She’s going to hate me. She hates me. I ruined her life... It’s all my fault. If it wasn’t for me and my stupid, STUPID late night missions! I should have never let her go with me! It should have been MY identity. I should be the one who has to go through this NOT HER! 

“Peter I’m sure this will get sorted. It’s going to be in the news for a few days but it’ll pass.” Ned tries to calm him down the best way he can because he’s not dumb.

He sees very well that Peter’s brain is taking the worst possible scenario in his head and making it a reality. 

“I need to talk to her. I need to apologize. She probably won’t want to see me but I have to tell her something.... something.” Peter searches in his bag and quickly throws it on his back. 

“What are you doing?” Ned’s voice breaks.

Peter doesn’t answer and just leaves the table. 

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