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liilgoobs · 3 years ago

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Squid Games (Marvel/Squid Games x reader crossover)

A/N: Had this fun little idea after watching squid games. Kinda toyed with the plot a bit, but overall a good base line :)

TW: Swearing, violence, blood

Summary: After being sent to Korea on a solo mission to take down a game hosted by black market sponsors, the Avenger's tune in to why you've been away from the compound for 3 days. At Fury's discretion, of course. Things go south when you're being targeted by some past men who worked by Xu Wenwu. It's your mission to stay alive and take out his men.

The meeting room was silent as Fury's voice echoed through the room. The air was thick.

"Three days? You waited to tell us this for 3 DAYS?" Tony's voice questioned across the room, slamming the table with his hands. Natasha stared at the table, face blank. Thor and Loki had a puzzled look on their face.

"Please forgive me, but what do you mortals call a "Squid Game"?" Loki's voice drawled through the room as all eyes were drawn to the Asgardian.

Fury looked over at Shang-Chi and nodded. His expression was un-readable and glued to the floor, not daring to look up at his new team mates.

"It's an unspoken organization in Korea, and every year they host a game. People who are neck deep in debt are offered a cash reward to participate and play games. It's..black market, dark web stuff."

This further confused the group as a whole, all except for Natasha. She had heard talk of the game on various solo missions with Barton. Xu Xialing spoke up, irritated with her brother's explanation.

"It's life or death. People go and never come back. Nobody has ever been able to trace them or track them down. Similar to how people bet on horses, very wealthy sponsors bet on players."

"They pick their players based on their role to society. Most who participate are poor or homeless people with nothing to go back to."

Realization fell onto their faces as they looked at your empty chair. Just 4 days ago you'd be laughing and telling them how stupid it is.

"Why send her? To go undercover? ALONE? Do you have any idea what we are dealing with?" Nat questioned, distain written on her faces. Fury's stoic expression didn't falter.

"We needed someone to go undercover. Her talents and skills was most compatible for the mission. I don't need you questioning my authority, Romanoff," He said sternly, causing her to clench her jaw.

"Luckily, we planted multiple cameras and microphones on her to bug the place. The reason you are all here is so Tony can connect with the cameras. Undetected."

Their stomachs turned with anxiety as Tony frantically started tapping away on his holographic screen.

"We should be live," He trailed off, in concentration. "Now."

Suddenly you appeared on multiple monitors, from different angles. The team collectively sighed in relief at the sight of you. It was before the first game, and you were sitting in your teal uniform.

"109..how many players are there?" Bucky read, watching you fiddle with your zipper. He knew you always did that when you were anxious.

"Too many." Fury said, shaking his head. "The plan is to track wherever the signal is coming from and take it down from the inside. That's where all of you come into play. There's been a tip that some of your father's men are there," He said, looking directly at the siblings. Their faces tightened. That man still had so many connections, even being dead. As soon they took down 3, another 5 resurfaced days later terrorizing cities across the world.

"But first we need some more information from the inside. The plan is to leave first thing tonight, after the first game. Hopefully, giving us the proof we'll need."

Everyone's eyes stayed glued on the screen as they watched you walk through the maze of corridors, to finally enter a playing field. It was about two football field's length, with a large doll at the end facing backwards. It over towered the players, making them grow nervous.

"The hell is that thing?' You mumbled, scrunching your eyebrows.

"Yeah," Sam scoffed. "That's not creepy at all." Natasha rolled her eyes in annoyance.

You scanned the room to anyone who could pose a threat, but to you everyone looked equally as confused. It was hard to tell who was out of place. Fury had prefaced the very little information on what exactly you were walking into, which is unfortunately right up your alley.

Find the men. Get as much as you can on camera. Stay alive and don't do anything stupid. Of course, you were already on a private jet in the middle of the night so it didn't seem you had much of a choice.

There was no way to communicate with Fury or the team, all you were told to do is catch as much on video as you can. The men in the red suits were intimidating to say the least, as they all wore masks with different shapes. Some holding assault rifles, others holding batons.

"I think the shape on their masks is some kind of rank," You whispered, just loudly enough so the mic would pick it up. They had taken all of your belongings, except for the pieces you hid in your glasses and your hair. Tony never seemed to fail to impress you with all the ways he could disguise an ear pieces and mics.

"You will be playing 'Red Light, Green Light'." A voice announced over the field, making you chuckle.

"Seriously, Fury? You sent me to play a bunch of kid games?" She mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"I don't get it, she's just going to play a game? This is why she's been gone?" Steve asks, rubbing his chin out of confusion.

Fury is silent, his eyes staying on the screen.

5 minutes displayed on the clock, her eyes darting to them quick. There were a few people in front of her, a blonde boy and a brunette boy jostling each other around.

"Green light!" The doll said, turning its massive head around to face a fake tree.

The boys laughed, running forward. You rolled your eyes, jogging behind them but keeping your distance.

"Red light!" The doll's head swiveled around, making you stop in your tracks.

The team was silent, watching intently. The two boys in front of you had stopped as well, but the blonde stumbled to keep his balanced.

The doll's eyes eyes quickly shifted toward him, and a gunshot rang out into the air making the hairs on the back of your neck stick up. His body fell limp to the ground, leaving you frozen in your tracks.

"Did he just.." Steve started to say, but his voice trailed off. Everyone's faced painted with horror, slowly putting the pieces together in their heads.

The color in Wanda's face slowly disappeared as Vison reached for her hand in comfort.

"(Y/N)..Don't move.." Loki whispered to himself, knowing he couldn't hear you.

"Oh no.." You whispered, tears gathering in your eyes. The fear in your voice filled the room

The doll's head turned back towards the tree.

"Green light."

You walk forward slowly, keeping your expression stoic. You scan the crowd as see two men at both sides of you a couple feet behind, glaring.

They found you.

Your eyes shift to the boy on the ground, not far away from you. His mouth spurts out some blood on the ground, making you gasp quietly in horror.

You stare down leave the one to your left from the corner of your eye. The stare he was giving you was much like a predator looking at it's prey.

"Red light!"

You stop in your tracks again, staring straight ahead of you. The boy sees his friend, and lets out a shaken gasp as he goes to run away. Bullets fly through the air, making his body fall limp.

The blood splatters on the face of another player, falling at her feet.

"I have eyes," You whisper carefully, not daring to move your body.

"I see them," Wanda says, pointing a finger to the men getting ready to pounce.

"They found her in there." Xu Xialing says, her body tense. "They're going to sabotage her and get her killed."

"Then what are we standing around waiting for exactly? Fury?" Tony asks with irritation, the fear flowing through his veins as the massacre about to unfold in front of his team.

Are they just supposed to watch a body cam of you getting murdered?

You weren't the teams baby, they knew you could fend for yourself. You were easily one of the strongest amongst the team, hand to hand combat being your weak spot.

They couldn't help but be protective of you, coming from a background of pretty much raising yourself. Tony obviously viewing you as a daughter, to see you fighting for your life, on your own, boiled his blood.

Along with the rest of his team mates, he felt helpless.

"The more you beg for money, the easier this should be." He commented, watching you stick the surveillance pieces in your hair.

"You wouldn't be able to hear us but we'll be able to hear you," He explains, pacing the cabin.

"If things go south I have Strange on stand-by. Xu Wenwu's men are ruthless, hopefully you've been working on your combat."

You laugh, fixing your clothes as they were dirtied and holed.

"Natasha and Steve haven't been taking it easy on me if that's what you're asking." You quipped, earning a half smile from your superior.

As the jet began to land, he grabbed you by the forearm.

"Please stay alive," He spoke. "I haven't told the team where you're going to be until you're actually playing. I don't need to be on Stark's shit list twice."

You rolled your eyes. "I can do this fury,"

"Have a little faith." You winked, exiting the jet to camp out at the nearest train station.

After a day of playing your role as a homeless woman, it brought back memories of when you survived on your own in the streets of San Francisco. It was no mind or challenge really, you enjoyed being alone. But what you didn't enjoy were the creepy old men offering you a place to stay if you gave them a little 'something' in return.

You'd silently hoped Bucky was watching, knowing the jealous look that would overtake his face.

Your thoughts were ripped away as a very attractive business man came and set next to you on the bench.

"Hello," He said, flashing a smile your way.

'Showtime' you thought to yourself.

"H-Hello.." You stuttered back in a soft voice, unable to meet his eyes.

"May I show you something?" He asks kindly, setting the briefcase in between the two of you.

"If you're selling something..I'm sorry but I'm not interested." You glance at his intimidating stare, captivated by his brown eyes.

He opened the case to reveal what'd you'd assume to be a very large amount of money, and two stacks of paper squares. Red and blue.

"You've played Ddajiki before, yes?" He questioned, holding up the squares.

You nodded, remembering the files of Korean games you studied on the plane prior to your arrival.

He hummed in approval. "Play Ddajiki with me. I will give you 100,000 won every time you win."

You pursed your lips in thought. To really play the part, Fury sent absolutely no money with you. What happens if you loose?

"However," He said, making your eyes connect with his once more.

"Every time I win, you will give me 100,000 won."

Shit. That's right. No money.

"You can start first," He said, grazing a hand across your face ever so slightly in hopes to convince you.

You felt frozen in your seat, and the only thoughts you could think of was Bucky going ballistic watch this man to lure you in.

You nodded, grabbing the blue envelope from his smooth hands.

Blue was Bucky's favorite color, after all.

When you had lost the first time, making your blood run cold. He effortlessly had flipped over your square, smirking in victory. He looked at you expectantly.

"Don't you have any money?" He questioned, stepping closer to you.

You were at a loss for words. This man's intimidation reminded you of Loki's. This stare being able to capture a picture in a still frame, it's contents not moving out of fear.

"I..I.." You scrambled for words. You squeezed your fists in case he tried to have a go at you. But before you could blink, a sharp pain collided with your cheek, making your head whip to the side. Your feet stayed planted on the ground. Natasha's number one rule.

Always be grounded.

"Play again?" He asks, making the anger in your body rush to your cheeks. You nodded curtly.

After a few more slaps, you started to get the hang of it.

Finally, you had flipped the red square over, yelping in victory.

The frustration slap after slap built in your bones, and as soon as the square flipped your hand flew through the air to meet his face.

It didn't.

He caught your arm with eyes, peering down at you with the smile that never seemed to have leave his face.

He put your arm down gently, never letting go, as he put 100,000 won in your hand.

The breath was hitched in your throat, watching his every move.

"Congratulations," He whispers, closing your hand around the money.

"If you want to win more," He continues, stepping away to close his briefcase. "Call this number."

He hands you a black business card with a number on it. You swallowed and nodded, taking a step backwards.

He simply winks and enters the train that had just arrived, gone in a flash.

Before you knew it, you were in a dark SUV being filled with gas. What the hell were you getting in to?"

"She's going to make it through the first game. After that is when we attack. We stick to MY plan Stark," HIs voice warned, booming through the room.

Their eyes drifted back to the screen, all of them holding their breaths in hope you don't move a muscle.

The woman felt the blood on her face and in her hands, screaming at the sight of it. A single bullet whizzed through her head, making her body drop on top of the boy who had just been shot.

Bullets started firing as people ran towards the back, clawing at the gate to escape. The dolls eyes were going crazy, shooting anything with movement.

"Don't fucking move (Y/N).." Bucky mumbled, clenching his iron fist.

Your camera shown you getting tackled to the side, as one of Xu Wenwu's men face.

"We knew SHIELD would send yo-" He growled, a gunshot piercing through his head, his body falling on top of you.

"With that, let the game resume." The doll spoke, its head turning back around.

You started to hyperventilate, blood covering your hair, face, and chest.

"Fuck..Oh fuck.." You said out loud, struggling to get the body off of you.

"Green light!"

Everyone stood frozen, all except an old man who walked forward with a daring smile. You stared at him in confusion, until your eyes drifted over to three men across the room glaring daggers at you.

They were far away enough to where they couldn't touch you.

Not yet, at least.

"There's more," You whispered, eyes bouncing back and forth between the men and the dead one laying on top of you.

"Can't we talk to her? Does she have an ear piece?" Banner finally choked out, being silent almost the entire time.

He shook his head. "We couldn't. We were already taking a risk with the cameras and mics."

Loki grumbled, glancing at the displeased face on his brother. Thor's fists were clenched on his lap, light sparks emitting from his knuckles. The duo was quite fond of you, they even considered you to be their best friend. Or, 'Brothers from another mother' is how you'd put it. They were confident you could hold your own, but it still worried them to be somewhere where they couldn't fight by your side.

Bucky's stomach was in knots. It had been a slow burn between you and him, neither one of you having the courage to confess your feelings to one another. He hated seeing you in danger, and he feared not being able to save you.

Steve and Sam were silent, constantly looking at Bucky. The whole team teased you two about your flirting, but it was him and Sam who knew the real feelings he had for you.

Nat and Wanda also knew how you felt about him, talking about it with them on many occasions. Usually on your wine and movie nights, which were EVERY Wednesday. Now they're having to watch you play a nightmare of a game with your life at risk.

The rest of the team watched as anticipation as you played the game, with people trying to get you killed on purpose.

"Red light!"

Your eyes scanned the hundreds of dead bodies on the floor. Men. Women. Mothers. Fathers. People who had families.

Your eyes shifted back to the old man, stopping at a halt.

He froze, the devilish smile never leaving his face.

The team watched with a shocked expression to see a man so aged playing this game.

"He must have nothing to lose," Nat commented, folding her fingers.

"He's the only one moving."

Fury's expression never faltered. "This game requires strategy. Planning out your every breath. Hopefully now you see why I picked Agent (Y/L/N),"

His face scanned the group with a disapproving look in his eye.

"Have some faith."

The team was silent.

Your eyes drifted over to the men again, who were boring holes in your head with their evil stares. You narrowed your eyes, almost challenging them.

"Green light!"

They stayed in their spot as the old man moved forward, their expression never leaving their face. You remembered the dead weight crushing you, and you had to get him off. And fast.

Glancing down, another large man was on top of the one who was trying to kill you. Also dead.

"Red light!"

He froze again, now in front of all the remaining players too frightened to move.

You needed to act fast. And quick. Your palms started to sweat and chills ran down your back. You knew one wrong move and your life is over in a second.

You thought about the team and the memories you shared, which was quickly consumed by Bucky. You needed to make it out alive.

The comfort you felt by the mere thought of him overcame your body like a typhoon.

"What the hell would Bucky say to you right now?" You mumbled out loud. The team heard the shakiness of your voice, fighting tears.

You remembered right then he was probably watching. And could hear you. The adrenaline in your veins didn't even care.

Bucky's face softened at the way his name rolled off your tongue, making his heart leap.

The team looked at him, his eyes hard as he watched the screen of you. Scared. Shaking.

Sam put a comforting hand on his shoulder, his eyes never leaving the screen.

"Probably something along the lines of 'Don't show them weakness. Stop acting like a pussy. Kick their fucking asses. I don't know." You mumbled, trying to think of a plan.

"She's right, you know." Sam commented, offering a half smile. A ghost of a chuckle emitted from the team.

"Green light!"

You quickly struggled to shove the dead weight of the two men double your size off of you, until a man came helped push them off of you, pulling you to your feet.

"Red light!"

You froze looking at the man who had just helped you, eyes wide in fear. His jacket read #456.

"Thank you," You whispered softly, and the team watched in shock. Bucky's shoulders tensed as he gave you a sweet smile back in return.

Your eyes drifted next to his head, to the men who had gotten closer to you two. Your face fell, making the man scrunch his eyebrows in confusion.

"Green light!"

"We need to go. NOW." You said loudly, running with him at the sound of the doll's head turning.

You switched sides with him, being closer to the henchmen. There is no way you'd let some kind man be in the crossfire of why you're there in the first place.

Their smirks grew at the sight of you becoming closer, them catching up to you quickly.

You dropped your speed, making sure the player who helped you was safe.

"Red light!"

By this time now, you were a few feet in front of the men after you. Your body shook with nerves. You felt hot and cold at the same time.

"We got you now, Doll." He growled as you rolled your eyes.

"There's only one person who gets to call me that," You called back, not moving a muscle as the doll scanned the crowd of people.

Bodies dropped and you flinched as bullets flew through the air, passing your head.

Bucky's cheeks heated up as Strange walked through the door, with Wong on his tail. All of the team turned to look at him. All except Bucky, of course.

"How's she doing?" He asked in a monotone voice

"Still alive, like I've been trying to tell them." Fury responded with annoyance. "About time you got here."

"You know I protect multiple universes and timelines, you know that right? Anyways, when are we doing this? My men are on stand-by." He motioned over to Wong, who had walked up to Shang-Chi and Xu Xialing.

"When she finishes the first game. 2 minutes left." He responded, turning his attention back to the monitor.

"Green light!"

Your breath became shallow as the men attacked you from behind, and you immediately flip one over your shoulder. With a swift kick to the face you knock him out, you spin around quickly to deliver a swift punch to his stomach. Kicking his side he gives you a right hook to the cheek, knocking you to the ground.

"Red light!"

You freeze, the three men towering over you.

"Fuck.." Tony shakes his head, running his hands over his face. The team is on the edge of their seats, watching with anticipation.

Nat's eyes are glued to the screen, mapping out exactly how she'd want you to take them out. Just like she had trained you. And much to your surprise, you did effortlessly.

"Green light!" With a swift sweep kick under the legs you knock the man off his feet, your elbow meeting the other man's nose.

"That's my girl!" Natasha yelled out like a proud aunt, fist bumping the air.

Player 456 glanced back and watched in awe, as his friend with glasses tugged his sleeve.

The small girl that was pinned under two dead man is now kicking 3 of their asses who are alive.

"Gi-Hun! We have to go now! Forget about her!" He yelled, running with his friend.

With one final grunt, you kicked the man on the ground in the nose as hard as you could while then quickly head butting the man in front of you, knocking him out cold. You sprint on your feet, catching up to the man who graciously saved you.

Glancing back you see the men try to get up and stumble, just as the doll's head turns towards them.

"Red light!"

Their bodies fall to the ground with a thud, gunshots ringing through the air. As you froze you felt the blood dripping out of your nostrils.

"I think I broke my nose," You whimper, the two men on your side hearing you.

"What the hell was that? Are you okay?" He whispers, not daring to move his head. You don't respond, trying to regain your bearings.

"Damn," Sam commented.

"She did head butt him quite hard," Wanda commented, a proud tone coming from her voice.

"Just make it to the end, (Y/N).." Loki said, making Thor glance at him. He could of swore he saw worry on his brothers usual stone cold expression. He made a mental note to tease him later.

"Green light!"

The more you ran, the more your breath felt labored. You just wanted this to be over. No amount of money is worth whatever game this is. And whoever is betting on these people are sick and twisted in the fucking head.

The more bodies started to drop, the more your adrenaline did most of the work. You were painted with blood, and stained with memories that would never escape your head.

"Red light!"

You stopped at a woman's body, whose eyes were staring blankly into your lively ones. The image haunted you as the hole in the middle of her forehead was oozing blood.

This was the first time Bucky looked away from the screen, as well as most of the team. This was horrifying to watch, let alone participate in.

"I never thought it was real," Shang-Chi admitted. His sister nodded in agreement.

"It was always a thing talked about our entire lives growing up, a scary story used to tell your friends.."

"It's a good thing we're putting an end to it then." Steve spoke, slowly looking back to the monitor.

"Green light!"

By this time you weren't far from the finish line, making you sweat. There were other players screaming from the other side to run, and as much as your legs burned you didn't stop.

You ran behind player 456, his chest panting from exhausted breaths. You're both almost there. Yet so far away.

"COME ON (Y/N)!" Thor yells, startling everyone. Everyone starts cheering in desperation, as if they could hear her through the monitor.

As he's running, his foot slips on a dead man's arm on the ground making him loose his balance.

"Red Light!"

Without thinking, you quickly extend your hand and grab his jacket, freezing your position. You were holding him, his nose inches from the dirt on the ground.

He gasps, his hands not moving in the air as the doll scans the crowd once again. His eyes drift up to the timer.

"15 seconds," Tony chokes out, his hands gripping the table until his knuckles turn white. "God damn it, (Y/N).."

Of course you'd save someone any chance you could. You'd put down your life before anybody's if it meant sparing them. It's the good in you.

The avengers sat silent in the room, praying to any god that was in or out of the room you didn't drop the man you were holding.

Who was twice your size.

Your arms started to burn as well as your eyes, as you grunt in pain. Blood was still slowly pouring out of your nose, making you dizzy.

The team watched you, covered in blood, holding onto the players jacket for dear life.

You closed your eyes and focused, zoning in on the thought of reuniting with Bucky again. Grounding you to your surroundings.

His warmth. His smell. His voice. His embrace wrapping you like nothing would ever harm you. You loved how you felt when you were with him. How he made you feel. The version of you that comes out when he's in the room makes you happy.

And if you were going to tell him that, you needed to be alive to do it.

"Green light!"

Your eyes snap open as player 456 scrambles to his feet rushing to the finish line.

"5 seconds.." Wanda says with panic, standing on her feet.

You ran as fast as you could, tears clouding your vision. The pain in your chest was numb as your body heaved with every second that passed.

As the doll's head turned its head one final time, you hurled yourself over the finish line just as the clock strikes zero, player #456 landing at your side.

"YES!" Tony yelled, jumping to his feet. The group yelled in delight as you reached the finish line, some shedding happy tears and hugs. You had survived even with people attempting to sabotage the game.

Fury had a proud smile crawl across his face, as Strange rolled his eyes. He knew you were going to make it anyways.

You coughed, rolling on your back. You sat up, angling the camera at the field so it could capture the last massacre of resining players. You closed your eyes, not wanting to see more innocent lives to be taken.

"Are you okay?" A voice said, making you open your (Y/E/C) eyes. It was the man who had saved you, and you saved him.

You stuttered for words, unsure of what to say trying to overcome the shock of the events that had taken places.

"Y-Yeah, I'm good. Are you..?" You trailed off, unsure of what to say. He nodded, his eyebrows stitched in concern.

"Your nose, it's bleeding.." He pointed out, which then you took this opportunity to touch your nose. He was right, it was bleeding. There was a lot of blood on your originally white shirt, it was unclear if it was yours or someone else's. You shrugged.

"Thank you for helping me," You said, touching his shoulder with a smile. His eyes widened in a incredulous manner.

"Thank me? Thank YOU! I don't know how you managed to hold me! That was amazing!" He gushed, shaking you by the hand. You glanced up to see his friend giving you an apologetic smile.

"Really, it's no problem. I had no idea what I was walking into.." You said, emphasizing the last part of your sentence in hopes Fury was listening in.

Relief washed over the team as you chatted with the man, him thanking you profusely. The only thought in their mind was to take down the assholes who run this shitshow. Nat couldn't stop saying how proud she was of you, using all the moves she'd been working on with you for weeks now.

Loki and Thor were impressed and equally happy you had managed to fight assassins trying to compromise your ability to make it to the end of the game.

Cutting the small talk off in a fuss, Fury quickly explained the plain to ambush the facility to the team, one of the main goals is to get you out alive and seek medical attention.

The team suited up as the monitor showed you going back to the area you had woken up in.

"Gi-Hun," The man said, approaching you at your bunk as you tried to clean up the blood on your nose.

"I'm sorry?" You responded, not being able to hear well. With all the gunshots, you weren't able to hear much without a constant ringing.

"Gi-Hun is my name," He said a bit louder, taking a seat next to you. You smiled. He seemed to be a man you could trust, but you were strictly told to stay with your undercover identity.

"(Y/F/N)," You responded with you fake name, shaking his hand.

"Sorry. Can't hear much since the last game." You replied, shaking your head.

He chuckled. "I don't think any of us can,"

"Why are you here?" He questioned with kind eyes, having trouble how someone young like you ended up in this madness.

"Homeless. No family. No husband or boyfriend. No kids." You responded shortly, your gaze drifting into the middle of the floor. Your eyes scanned the guards who stood in front of the door, tuning out whatever Gi-Hun was saying.

They should be here any minute now.

You grew anxious, wanting this to all be over. Be back in your bed. Or Bucky's arms.

Just then a spark started to omit from the middle of the room, which the guards noticed immediately, calling for back up.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go. I hope everything works out. Thank you again," You interrupted Gi-Hun who nodded with furrowed eyebrows, until his gaze was covered in confusion when he saw the sparks himself.

Careful not to blow your cover, you stood by the bunks to observe 2 waves of soldiers come out of the doors.

Shit.

Shortly after Steve, Tony, Wanda, and Shang-Chi walked through the portal, it quickly shutting behind them.

"Weapons down, and nobody gets hurt."

Tony's voice is like music to your ears, a wave of comfort overflowing your body.

You knew they'd come for you, but the anxiety in your head tried convincing you otherwise.

A smile creeped on your face, but quickly dropped as the weapons were aimed in unison at your friends.

"Wanda, NOW!" Steve yelled, throwing his shield and knocking with weapons out of a group of the guards. Tony and Shang-Chi start to fight the guards, as more flood the room. She quickly casts a shield over the players, scrunching her face in focus.

"Everyone stay where you are!" She yells to the players, scanning the crowd until her eyes fall onto you. You smile, running up to her.

"You guys came for me!" You say, blood covering your exhausted face.

"Of course we did! Go help them kick ass!" She giggles, keeping the shield on the players while also taking out guards.

The rest of the team are through out the building, basically taking down the operation on the inside with Strange and Wong. They found the game manager and held in in restraints as the sponsors were caught and identified one by one.

You quickly run over and start fighting the guards one after one, with poor combat skills. Suddenly you're back to back with Steve, fighting off a large group of guards.

"It's good to see you Cap," You yell, shooting two pistols you had picked up off the ground. "But I'm ready to go home."

"What? Not having fun? We were going to red rover next," He says jokingly as we slowly start to decrease the number of guards until there were none.

Panting, you put your hands on your knees as Wanda drops the shield and asks if everyone is okay.

"(Y/N)!" Tony yells, his face shield retracting in his suit to reveal his face. You sigh with relief and hug him tightly, his chin resting on your head.

"I'm glad you're okay," He grumbles as the rest of the team flows in to check for injures with any of the players.

You tear yourself away from him and give him thankful eyes, until your gaze meets Bucky's. Butterflies swirl in your stomach and your heart pounds in your ears as your legs carry you into his embrace.

"You did so good Doll," He whispers, peppering your blood stained hair with kisses.

"I missed you Bucky," You say, hugging him for dear life. "So much."

You look up into his gorgeous eyes, his pained expression scanning your face. Your face was bruised and bloody. But it didn't make you appear any less beautiful.

"Stop acting like a pussy and kick their asses huh?" He muses, his eyes darting between your eyes and lips.

If there was anytime you should do it, it should be now. You glance down at his lips, and back into his eyes.

Without thinking your lips meet, moving in unison. Fireworks spread from your chest down into your stomach, his hands tangling into your hair. He kissed you like it was his last breath before going underwater, filled with passion and love.

"You have no idea," You panted, out of breath. "How long I've wanted you to do that."

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happypopcornprincess · 2 years ago

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Requests Are Open!

A/N I write for the following fandoms/characters and am open to writing for many more, so please don't hesitate to send Headcanons, Drabbles, One shot Requests. Finally, requests can be Romantic or Platonic in nature.

My Masterlist (last updated 3 August 2022)

MARVEL Cinematic Universe

Joaquin Torres

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker

Steve Rogers

Kate Bishop

Shang Chi

Yelena Belova

Tony Stark

Top Gun

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw

Pete "Maverick" Mitchelle

Reuben "Payback" Fitch

Javy "Coyote" Machado

Note: I write from the POV of Y/N, any other character from the same universe or an original character requested. I write fluff, angst, and fics containing canon-level violence. Smut writing is still new to me, but you can send me requests.

You can go through My Masterlist to read my works to date. Do let me know if you liked the fics by reblogging/liking/commenting on them. Enjoy :D

Request anything right here!

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the-slumberparty · 2 years ago

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Warm Up: One-Word Drabbles Masterlist

Below is a collection of entries submitted for the Writer’s Warm Up.

Marvel

Shatter [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @navybrat817 (masterlist)

Forever [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @callingsergeantbarnes (masterlist)

The Gift [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @rookthorne (masterlist)

Keep Your Eyes On Me [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @frostironfudge (masterlist)

Tactics [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @buckets-and-trees (masterlist)

That Walk [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @bucky-barnes-diaries (masterlist)

blackheart [Bucky Barnes, Marvel] - @onceuponastory (masterlist)

Discreet [Tony Stark, Marvel] - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (masterlist)

Scent [Steve Rogers, Marvel; Dean Winchester, Supernatural] - @alicewonderao3 (masterlist)

Moving (in) [Steve Rogers, Marvel] - @ironlady1993 (masterlist)

Only You [Steve Rogers x Reader] - @flordeamatista (masterlist)

The Grieving Widow [Steve Rogers x Reader] - @mochie85 (masterlist)

Mourning [Wanda Maximoff, Marvel] - @late-to-the-party-81 (masterlist)

After Last Night [ Xu Shangqi, Marvel] - @tom-whore-dleston (masterlist)

Gilded Cage [Thor, Marvel] - @michelleleewise (masterlist)

Popcorn [Thor, Marvel] - @ficnation (masterlist)

Other Chris Evans Characters

The Chores [Ari Levinson, Red Sea Diving Resort] - @theycallmebecca (masterlist)

Autonomy [Ari Levinson, Red Sea Diving Resort] - @peyton-warren (masterlist)

Help [Ari Levinson, Red Sea Diving Resort; Walter Marshall, Night Hunter] - @georgiapeach30513 (masterlist)

Formation [Lloyd Hansen, The Gray Man] - @ronearoundblindly (masterlist)

Other Sebastian Stan Characters

The Guardian [Lee Bodecker, The Devil All The Time] - @springdandelixn (masterlist)

Off the Beaten Track [Lee Bodecker, The Devil All The Time] - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (masterlist)

Black Crown [Lee Bodecker, The Devil All the Time; Hal Carter, Picnic] - @sgt-seabass (masterlist)

Other Fandoms

Silver [Laurie, Little Women] - @darksideofthecocoamoon {masterlist)

bigmouth [Aaron Hotchner, Criminal Minds) - @masterwords (masterlist)

None of your concern [Rhett Abbott, Outer Range) - @gennyanydots (masterlist)

Buried [Thomas Sharpe, Crimson Peak] - @colorsunimaginable (ao3)

#navy and roo sleepover #writer warm up #writer event #masterlist #marvel #mcu #criminal minds #little women #the gray man #red sea diving resort #outer range #supernatural #check it out!#the devil all the time #navy and roo's sleepover

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years ago

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I once again forgot to make a list of my fic recommendations for July so I will combine July and August together. Who knows, maybe this will be my thing lol Some of these works are 18+ only so please be respectful of their warnings and boundaries! Make sure to reblog and comment on these amazing fics! Your feedback and responses are what motivate them to continue writing such beautiful works 💖💖💖

✩July✩

headcanons of your fave walking in on you getting out of the shower by @angelltheninth

Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Loki, Thor, Valkyrie, Kate Bishop, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Shang-Chi x Reader

Ride the Lightning by @wint3r-h3art

Thor Odinson x reader

Going undercover with Nathan Drake by @/angelltheninth

Nathan Drake x reader

Refinement by @fluffyprettykitty

Bruce Banner x reader

In a Barbie World by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky Barnes x reader

Suit & Tie by @/wint3r-h3art

Stephen Strange x reader

dazed & confused by @boop-le-snoot

Stephen Strange x reader

Sultry by @/fluffyprettykitty

Marc Spector x reader x Layla El Fouly

✩August✩

Middle by @/fluffyprettykitty

Joaquin Torres x reader

Complete Faith by @blackbat05

Steven Grant x Reader

I've Got You Darlin' | Prologue by @psychedelic-ink

moon knight (all alters) x reader x din djarin

Just Friends by @floralcyanide

Austin Butler x reader

Wrestling with the Heart by @ladyfallonavenger

Bucky Barnes x reader

Solidarity by @blackbat05

Xu Shangqi x reader

Succiduous pt. 1 | pt. 2 by @huffle-pissed

Steven Grant x Reader

I Got You by @/wint3r-h3art

Frank Castle x Reader

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lovelybarnes · 3 years ago

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water- xu shangqi

pairings: shangqi x reader warnings: heavy implications of abuse, clear indications of a past abusive and unhealthy relationship, although with who not specified, ptsd episode, please heed warnings about: request: (DA6) “you just flinched.” with shangqi please? a/n: i didn’t specify it was a relationship with a father, but i hope that’s okay. sorry it took me so long, i wanted to research before writing because it is a sensitive subject. i hope i did your request justice.

it had been months of blissful laughter and breathless smiles spent with shangqi; weeks’ worth of numerous playful complaints from katy, and countless late nights of you both staying up late because the sun bleeding over the shine of the stars had been unnoticeable over the lovesick bubble you two seemed to live in.

however, it had only been a few weeks after you found out you didn’t even know the name of the man you were in love with, no matter how many decades you’d known him or how many whispered secrets you had shared in between the pressed kisses to the shell of your ear.

he had assured you everything else was true, that everything you’d ever shared was real, the only lie he’d ever told you was the matter of his family--and, in a failed attempt to soothe you, the other that he didn’t have feelings for you, a reference to a conversation from high school you couldn’t bother to remember at that moment--and that you could still trust him. from a logical point, you knew he was right; you knew how long you’d known him, but the trust you had had in knowing everything about someone for once had been ripped out of your chest so unfairly, and the scars it left and opened were inevitable and bloody.

you couldn’t seem to be logical for a lot of the time after that, obsessively watching the video taken of shangqi at the bus to find some semblance of the man you’d known your entire life in that familiar face but completely unrecognizable interior.

you’d managed to act normal and logical for the most part, smiling at shangqi each time he came home from work and greet him with a happy kiss. most of it wasn’t acting--you really did love shangqi, even after the colossal lies he’d told you--and that terrified you. you had completely handed yourself over to him, laying your heart at his feet for him to crush if he felt like it, your trust laying to shatter in his arms.

although you understood why-- of course you did; if anyone was to understand, it would be you--you just couldn’t get over how stark the difference was between the shangqi that cradled you close to his chest and the one that fought flawlessly in the field, dancing such a deadly game so beautifully, so easily. it scared you how easily he seemed to enter that role. the logical part of you told you that was stupid, because shangqi had been raised to do that, but you couldn’t shake it.

you watched the bus boy video as much as you could, desperate in finding something that would tie these two doppelgangers together yet separate them as far as possible, as if they really were two different people with two different lives in two different bodies--and shangqi hadn’t lied to you all this time.

but he had, and all you were left with was that cruel realization and the memorized fight on the bus, the ease with which shangqi could hurt someone, anyone--even you--replaying in your mind.

it didn’t help that shangqi was now part of the new avengers initiative, meaning he was going on missions and using his apparent abilities regularly now. you had caught glimpses of his skills when you would get dragged along to the avengers compound to see him train, and sometimes even brief glances of him during his missions--something you’d rather not see again, not after experiencing shangqi at his most ruthless, too similar to what you’d prefer to leave in the past.

the consequences came in the form of restless nights from nightmares and remaining wide awake in shangqi’s arms, too afraid to meet the unkind darkness of your closed eyes, where you are only left with ugly memories and burning scars, healed bruises feeling new, unfair fear crawling up your spy at the touch of your love’s fingertips.

it all came to a head the evening after shangqi came back from a mission, still in his suit even though he usually changed before coming back home.

you had greeted him at the door with a gentle smile, but couldn’t help but take a step back when you noticed the smudges of blood that shone through the dark material of his suit. in the back of your brain, you could hear yourself pointing out the purpled skin that peeked out of the collar, and the cuts that littered his face, but you couldn’t bring yourself to notice anything other than the blood that was clearly not his. you can feel water surrounding your chest, like an anvil heavy on your lungs, squeezing the air out as he comes closer.

you dodged out of the hug you usually gave him after he came back, gulping down the anxiety that crept up your throat. shangqi frowned, the arms he was trying to comfortingly throw around you falling to his sides. “babe?��

“sorry, you’re-- it’s the-- i can’t--” you pointed vaguely at his attire, “dirty.”

shangqi looked down at himself, spotting what you were referring to and nodding, “oh, right, sorry,” he starts, genuinity in his words, “didn’t have the energy to change at the compound. let me shower and change so you can give me my hug.” he shoots you a smile and a kiss that you force a smile at, trying to ignore the way his hands are stained red--the memory it brings. the feeling of the water goes does as you see him retreat into the room, although it’s there at your thighs, ready for a wave to come through and drown you if you think a little harder about it.

you shuffle to the kitchen, distracting yourself with random things as you listen to the shower that turns on until it’s shut off, the bang of the door as it closes, and the creaks of the drawers as shangqi pulls them open, the water that rises to your bellybutton then falls to your knees, only to come back up higher, more suffocating. you barely realize you’ve spent all your time at the sink, washing dishes, until your hand touches air instead of the pile of dirty dishes next to you, shortly followed by shangqi’s voice.

“oh, you didn’t have to do that, honey. i told you i’d do those when i got home.”

you hum distractedly, tensing at the feeling of shangqi’s hands at your waist, and all of the sudden you can only feel the stain of the blood that was on his hands, the memory of blood-stained hands--your blood--settling onto your delicate skin and squeezing your blood, along with your life, from you. the water suddenly drowns you, creeping into your mouth and bubbling in your nose, utterly helpless as you drown.

you pull away immediately, unable to stand the feeling of shangqi’s clean hands dirtying you again. “please don’t.”

shangqi frowns, “i showered already, y/n, clean, i promise.” he raises his hands in surrender, coming closer to you probably to show you, but the ugly familiarity of the events of the day, the water in your throat, along with the deteriorating feelings of the past weeks makes you think it’s another movement--his hand, reaching out to grasp your wrist in a painful grip similar to one of the fighting movements you’d seen him use before during fights, urging you to remember you are not in control, or maybe pull you closer by the skin of your neck, ready to leave visible bruising by the next day. you flinch, trying to stop yourself from moving away altogether, knowing all too well that it would only make things worse. his movements are slow, but it doesn’t matter, and you shut your eyes tight, trying to stop the shake of your hands, “i’m sorry, please-- i won’t do it again, i promise--”

shangqi freezes the moment you react the way you do, taking notice of the way your arms go up to protect yourself, how you don’t seem to look at him, your voice distant and meek unlike he’d ever heard it--muffled underwater--standing right in front of him yet so far away.

he lowers his hands slowly, taking a step back to give you some space and holding himself back from pulling you into his arms and assuring you you’re okay. “y/n?” he starts, feeling helpless when you only draw further away, apologies rushing together.

“y/n, honey, it’s me. it’s shangqi, you’re safe, you’re at home with me.”

a stuttered i’m sorry begins to trail off, but you continue it in a whisper as you pry your eyes open, allowing tears to slip through the protective exterior you had on.

“take a deep breath, honey, i’m not gonna hurt you, no one is, i promise.”

you gulp, silent now, but your hands still up.

“you’re safe, you’re safe,” shangqi repeats, noticing the way you seem to come back. “y/n?”

“i’m sorry,” you whisper, “i didn’t-- i know you aren’t going to...”

“it’s okay, it’s okay. is it okay if i come closer?”

with a slow nod, shangqi takes a few slow steps toward you.

your arms are frozen in front of you, and you sniffle, “i can’t-- i can’t...”

“that’s okay, is it okay if i touch you?”

“yeah, it’s not you, it’s just-- i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to… to make you think…”

shangqi gently sets his hands on your arms, tenderly soothing the tense muscles there until he gets to your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours, “is this okay?”

you nod again, and with care, shangqi begins to lower your arms slowly, until your arms are back at your sides.

“are you okay?”

“yes.”

at the concerned look shangqi observes you with, you retreat, “it’s just-- it was the movement, it freaked me out, i guess.”

“you flinched,” shangqi points out softly, a horrible pain laced in his tone, “i would never--i would never hurt you, you know that, right?”

you nod-- a frantic movement, obvious in its guilt and sincerity, “i know. i know that, it was just the way you moved your hand, it looked like--like a move.”

“a move?” shangqi repeats, tone gentle, “what does that mean?”

“you just… i recognized it and you used that move before, it looked like you were gonna-- grab my wrist or something and i just panicked, i’m sorry...:”

shiny trails of salty tears begin to stain your cheeks, fingers subconsciously wrapping around a wrist as if cradling a bruise there, and shangqi realizes that the “bad relationship” you had was worse than he thought. he doesn’t pry, instead drawing you into his chest and feeling relief flood through him when you let him with little hesitation, melting in his embrace when you recognize it as safe. “it’s been a bad week,” you whimper, “month--just, since i found out about… everything. it’s like you were a new person, with a different name and-- it was just too much today, i’m sorry.”

“i never thought that…” shangqi begins, but decides against it when he can’t phrase the words correctly, “i’m sorry for not noticing how much it affected you. i’m sorry i didn’t tell you the truth.”

you don’t voice a reply, instead offering a small nod.

“i should have told you it bothered me, i just get caught up in the past, even though i know i’m not there anymore. that i’m safe now, i know that. it was just a lot.”

shangqi mutters another apology into your hair, shifting on his feet, “do you want to talk about it?”

you shake your head, “it’s my past. i want to leave it away from my future.”

“okay,” he inhales, “if you ever want to, i’m here. i don’t want you to think i’d… hurt you. no matter what my past is or what i can do--”

“i know.” you interrupt, pulling away from him to look him in the eye, “i know how good you are, really,” you assure, palms to his cheeks, “you’re so good, shangqi, i know that.”

he observes you, gentle pads of his fingers wiping away tears, “so you’re not afraid?”

“no, no.” you press, before taking a deep breath that assures you your airway is free of water, that you can breathe again, and all you want is to forget this, if not for a simple moment before you have to deal with this. “can we just go to bed? watch a movie or something and just lie there? please?”

shangqi senses this, and he lets you get away with it, nodding, “whatever you want.”

shangqi may not be able to pull you out of the water completely, but he makes it easier to keep it out of your lungs.

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bartxnhood · 3 years ago

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Hello there :) If you feel like it, I would like to request prompt #3 with Shangqi x Avenger!reader (maybe stark!reader?) if possible? If not, just good ol' regular reader. Thanks in advance!!!

hiya !! i hope i fulfilled your request ! i’m not so sure why this was so hard for me to write. i still hope this was good enough for you !! enjoy :)

title: secrets

you had practically begged your father to let you accompany your friend on a mission, he hesitated at first. claiming you didn’t know him all the well. which it wasn’t true, you knew shangqi longer than you told your father. partially because if he knew he would probably fly over the country to meet the poor guy.

of course, you’re thankful to have tony as your father but sometimes he was just a bit too much. that’s why you moved across the country just to get a break from your old man. and that’s when you met shangqi. it was a blessing really, you led your superhero life behind and started anew. that was until the truth of shangqi came out.

that’s how you ended up with him in his mothers village. the fight was over now, the two of you sat on the bank of the river. you stared out at the water, your head resting on shangqis shoulder. you two didn’t say anything, just enjoying the night before returning home.

he was thankful for your company, truthfully he didn’t want you to join him. afraid of possibly losing you, that’s something that he knew he couldn’t live with. not when you were his everything. you made it so easy for him to forget about his troubles. he knew he loved you, but he was scared to admit it. what if he lost you?

“why did you come with me?” he asked, suddenly. you hummed, raising your head. “because, you’re my friend. and you needed my help.” you answered, then looking back at the water. “but i lied to you.” you chuckled, shrugging lightly. “we all have our secrets. i know one day you would’ve told me.” to you it wasn’t that big of a deal. you had your secrets too, after all being the daughter of tony stark had its downside. you rested your head back on his shoulder, his hand gently laying on your knee. “y/n” he hummed. “yes?”

“i think i’m in love with you and i’m terrified”

you didn’t say anything, and that scared shangqi. maybe he just ruined a perfectly good friendship because he can’t hide his growing feelings for you. you didn’t move, still staring out at the water. “please say something.” he begged. you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. you didn’t know if had felt the same way you did. “why are you scared?” you asked. he shrugged, you pulled away getting a clear look at his face. “i lied to you, y/n. how could i not be scared?” you shook your head, seeing tears in his eyes. “don’t say that.” you smiled, “i lied to you too. my father is tony stark” you finally admitted. he stared at you. “what?” you nodded, tears now forming in your eyes. “i’m an avenger. or, i was. i didn’t tell you because i was afraid of my past.” he chuckled,looking away to wipe his eyes. “i guess we both have to work on not keeping secrets.” you laughed, “i guess so”.

#shang chi #shangqi imagine #shangqi oneshot #shangqi x y/n #shangqi x you #shangqi x reader #xu shangqi #shang chi and the legend of the ten rings #shangqi fluff #marvel mcu #marvel x reader

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A New Fear

Masterlist

A/N: So this kind of got away from me and the ending wasn’t what I wanted to do but then I felt like being a bitch LMAO.

Pairings/Characters: Shangqi x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff; Stephen Strange, Morgan Stark, Tony Stark, Variant!Reader; Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Scott Lang

Warnings: violence, gore, death, angst, happy ending probably if you don’t mind cliffhangers

Summary: Steve has finally come to you for help, and now you’re left facing your biggest fear.

Previous Chapter: A Showdown

WC: ~ 3.3k

Was this how death was supposed to be? A life-changing interaction within a second that blinds you until all you see is black, and every sound you hear fades away into nothing. The desperate cry of your husband, the shouts of rage and anguish from your friends, a shocked gasp, all preceded by the sound of something ripping through the air before you were gone.

Was this really death? Was it just nothing?

Not yet.

Your body collapsed to the ground, leaving this other version of you to release a cry with a smile on her face. It was part delighted and overjoyed for having bested you, and part relieved to no longer be exerting so much power and force. However, her relief could only last so long. She straightened up quickly when she felt vibrations charging in her direction.

Charging towards her was Shangqi. Tears stained his cheeks as your body hit the ground in a lifeless heap. The rings on his arms were glowing brightly, every step he took thundering on the ground as he charged this variant of you with one intent: to put her into the ground the way she had done to you.

Sliding in front of Shangqi, Natasha dropped to the ground quickly with the intent to sweep his legs out from under him and knock him over. He jumped over her leg sweep and continued running, preparing to use his rings to launch him into the air to deliver a devastating blow reminiscent of when he faced the Dweller-in-Darkness. However, Natasha threw her escrima stick at the back of his knee and made him stumble, giving her just enough time to run towards him and tackle him.

“What are you doing?” He shouted as he fought with Natasha until he was able to kick her off. “She has to be stopped! She killed Y/N!”

“I’m doing what Y/N would’ve wanted!” Natasha replied, getting back up and stepping in front of Shangqi, weapons raised high as she lowered herself into a fighting stance.

Shangqi was stunned. How could she? Maybe she wasn’t the Natasha from this universe, but how could she do this to you? How could she step in his way when all he wanted to do was avenge your death?

“Y/N wanted her gone,” Shangqi whispered. “You won’t stop me.”

“Y/N wants you alive, above anything,” Natasha replied. “And I’m going to follow through.”

“Then good luck stopping me,” Shangqi replied.

There was no way Shangqi could possibly care any less about his life at the moment. It didn’t matter. To him, you were gone. You being gone? What was left? You were supposed to start a family. You were supposed to go on vacations together, do cheesy, touristy things, grow your family, live out a long, happy life together where you got to rest and he took up the responsibility of defending the world, the responsibility you and others had for years.

Shangqi and Natasha were locked in a fight against each other, all the while, Steve was rushing forward with an attack. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing ,double of you fighting each other to the death, all because he was being selfish because he wanted another chance.

Steve sprinted right past the fight happening amongst teammates and leapt into the air. Your variant blasted Steve out of the sky, his shield absorbing some of the damage, but not stopping him from being knocked back. It served as a fine distraction for the rest of them.

A portal opened behind her, and Bucky’s arm reached through Doctor Strange’s portal to grab her shoulder. Expecting this, she whirled around and grabbed Bucky’s metal arm. She smirked while Bucky looked shocked for a second. As he tried to yank his arm away from her, she laughed.

“How much can that arm withstand, James?” She raised an eyebrow while Bucky frowned.

Bucky raised his right arm to punch her, and she immediately grabbed his forearm and sent a powerful enough vibration to break it, causing him to shout in pain. Bucky fought through the pain and raised his knee to her stomach, but, once again, she blasted his knee, shattering the bone and sending him to the ground. She leaned down and detached Bucky’s arm, looking up quickly when she felt something from the sky.

Sam was flying towards her just as Steve was running at her again. Steve threw the shield at her, which she deflected. Sam swooped in and caught the shield as planned before flying towards her in what would’ve been a devastating nosedive. However, using Bucky’s arm, she threw it comically, like it was a spear, using her powers to send it through Sam’s wings and send him spiraling towards the ground.

Luckily for Sam, Stephen quickly shut his portal after moving Bucky back out of it, and sent his cloak to catch Sam in the air.

Your variant looked around her. She was losing strength quickly, and she still had so much to do. She could end it all now, kill this universe’s Avengers, but it would ruin her plans, put too much attention on her when all she wanted was to have a loving, happy family. Taking a few steps back, she aimed her palms down to the ground and pushed herself into the air.

“Where is she going?” Shangqi shouted, shoving Natasha away from him. “God, damn it!”

“The lake house is that way,” Steve breathed. “She’s going after Tony—“

“She’s going after Morgan,” Natasha corrected him. “We gotta go. Clint can catch up.”

Steve looked around and spotted Sam on the ground, “Sam—“

“I got Bucky,” Sam nodded, glancing over to the man in agony. “We’ll set his bones before they heal incorrectly.”

“I’ll get Dr. Banner,” Stephen said, glancing around. “We need the big guns now.”

“We can’t risk the Hulk destroying the house. Morgan’s just a kid, she shouldn’t see that,” Steve reasoned with the group. “But we need to catch up with her now before she tricks them. Who knows what she’ll do.”

“The good news is she’s losing strength. She can’t take on all of us, not forever,” Natasha explained.

“Are you done?” Shangqi snapped. “Enough talking. We need to go now. I won’t let them hurt my family.”

His family. That’s right. Steve stared at Shangqi for a few seconds and thought about it. They really were his family now. Morgan, his little sister (even though she called him uncle) his father- and mother-in-law, they were all his family now, and Shangqi just lost his wife. If your variant took the rest of your family from him, well, Steve wondered if this Shangqi would seem more like his evil counterpart than anyone could have imagined.

They took off towards the lake house just as Clint was running over to your body. He sighed watching them all disappear, hands resting on his hips as he stared straight ahead. Suddenly appearing next to him, Scott Lang grew to his normal size and took off his helmet as he stared down at you.

“Think it worked?” Scott asked as he took a few deep breaths.

Clint shrugged and reached into his quiver to pull out an arrow with a vial and syringe tip, the syringe filled with a yellow liquid, “Only one way to find out.”

~*~

While they were just forming a plan, your variant was already at her next destination. Landing with a thud, your variant straightened up and dusted herself off. She forced a smile on her face as she walked towards the front door of Tony’s home. It was quiet, which made sense given how early in the morning it was. Everyone was likely asleep. She shook the smile off of her face quickly, changing her mind on how she wanted to approach this type of situation.

Standing in front of the door, she knocked on it quickly, debating on if it was too bold to just walk in there. After a moment, however, Tony opened the door, staring at her with his eyebrows raised in curiosity, “What’s up, buttercup? It’s late — or early, if you’re looking to get a worm.”

“No worms, just wanted to see my little sister!”

“She’s sleeping,” Tony replied.

“Right.”

“Are you okay? How was the gala?”

She blinked a few times, “Fine, fine! Yeah. I just, I had a fight with Shang. You know how it is when you’re married.”

Tony didn’t let it show, but the second you called him Shang instead of Shangqi, his fears had been confirmed. He sighed and nodded, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied her. “Do you want to come in?”

“Yes, absolutely. I think I need some time to be with my family,” she smiled softly and took a step closer, but Tony didn’t budge. She frowned, “Why aren’t you letting me in?”

“Wanted to see if you really thought I believed you. We both know you’re not my kid.”

A scowled crossed her face as her eyes darkened, “Well, neither is the bitch I left dead in the field,” she replied, smirking as she sensed Tony’s heart skip a beat. “Guess we know who’s stronger, don’t we?”

“You’re not coming in, bitch,” Tony snapped.

“Then I’ll bring the house down but leave little Morgan’s room perfectly in tact. After all, she’s just a kid, and she’ll need someone to look after her, someone like me.”

Tony nodded in agreement as he leaned against the doorframe, tapping it a few times before turning around and walking in. As he slammed the door shut, he shouted, “That’s my kid, not yours. Get lost, you multiverse loser.”

Fuming, she stepped back a few feet. Tony was being difficult. It left her with no choice. She took a few deep breaths, mustering up more strength as she prepared to strategically break this house into smithereens with everyone inside it, all the while trying to make sure Morgan’s room was undamaged.

However, once she saw the front door open again, she figured Tony was coming to fight her. She held her hand out and sent out a blast of vibrations that shattered the doorframe, sending a shower of wood splinters that would surely be a bitch to clean up. She expected Tony to have flown backwards and heard a crash, or at the very least, seen him standing there in shock with a hole in his stomach.

Instead, Tony stepped through the gaping hole of a front door in a suit of all silver. She was stunned as Tony seemed completely unharmed. His suit didn’t even have a single scratch on it. She stared at him in shock while Tony tilted his head to the side.

He chuckled, “So, you’re stronger, but I guess you’re not smarter, huh, kiddo? Vibranium-laced suits. We’ve made friends with a few people down in Wakanda, in case you were wondering.”

Suddenly, there was a feral shrieking noise in the distance. Coming out of the sky was you. You landed with a mighty thud on the ground, similar to how your counterpart had moments ago. You stood up tall, eyes glowing the brightest gold they ever had in the past. You were huffing and puffing, the ground trembling beneath you as you cracked your neck and stared at your counterpart.

“I killed you,” she hissed. “Your heart stopped beating. I felt it.”

“Oh, okay.” You nodded quickly. “My turn then, I guess.”

The other Avengers arrived just as you went to attack, but they didn’t engage in the fight when they saw you. All of them were far too stunned. Tony went back into the house to get Pepper and Morgan and clear the area. Shangqi stood there as stunned as the rest of them. They watched you leap forward, hands outstretched in front of you and a look of rage on your face they hadn’t seen before.

“This is my life,” you snapped. “Not yours!”

Her hand came up to block your attack, but it didn’t work. You were so strong, your vibrations overpowered hers, shattering her hand on impact. She screamed in agony and raised her other hand, her powers shoving you back and started to splinter your bones from within. You screamed and stomped your foot on the ground. The ground ripped in half beneath her and sent her stumbling back.

While she was stumbling, you stared at her and raised your fist like you were going to stop your heart. She was expecting this move from you, and she jumped into the air to try to make some distance and keep you from doing this. Figuring that she was going to try and run, you jumped in the air with her and grabbed her.

Your fist ripped through her chest. You grabbed her heart in your hand and squeezed it yourself until you felt it popping and squishing between your fingers. You watched the life drain out of your own eyes, the soft golden glow from her fading away into nothing as you let her go and let her body fall on the ground.

You landed in front of her, the force of your landing splintering the legs on an already-dead body. You stood up slowly and looked down at your hands. One arm was coated in blood thanks to her, but you could see both your forearms were bruised and shaking like when you were a child and tried to hold back all your power. You glanced at your bicep on your right and saw the bruises were traveling, meaning the power in you was a struggle to contain.

But you were so angry.

You knew this was going to happen. You knew, and yet, you still felt incredibly unprepared. You flirted with death and killed yourself to save your family, but you couldn’t stop shaking and causing havoc around you. This should’t have been happening to you, because you shouldn’t even be alive right now.

As the panic set in, the realization of your ferocity, that you were alive, your control slipped away. Cracks started racing to the house, splitting the porch in half before more cracks began to form along the walls. The ground beneath you wouldn’t stop rumbling as the earth started to break beneath you and spread to towards the lake.

“It’s happening again,” Steve shouted. “Tony!”

“On it!” Tony was about to take a step towards you, but Morgan grabbed his hand.

He looked down as Morgan looked up at him, “Please don’t die again, daddy.”

Tony’s shoulders sunk. It was a very real possibility that he could die. He hadn’t actually tested the suit against you. He wasn’t sure how much it could withstand, which meant that he had no idea how long he had. He exhaled slowly and squeezed her hand, “I won’t, Morguna. I’ll be right back. I just have to talk to your sister —“

“She’s going to kill you!” Morgan screeched in fear.

Tony didn’t have the chance to move. You heard Morgan’s cries and whipped around. When you made eye contact with her, you were frozen in pain. Morgan was terrified of you, and it made you feel so much worse. The panic, the feelings of dread you were feeling caused you to lose another ounce of control, and it split the house down the middle.

Natasha exhaled and grabbed Scott and Clint by their elbows, “What the hell did you two idiots do?”

“It’s an old contingency plan,” Clint reasoned, his adam’s apple bobbing as everyone slowly started to turn to face him. “Vibranium tipped arrow. It was…well, supposed to kill her or maim her when she got too crazy. It’s a last-resort arrow.”

“You killed her?” Shangqi snapped.

“Not quite,” Scott spoke up. “We used it as a delivery system for me. It was dark, you can barely see the arrow when it’s flying. I was on the tip, and we dosed her up with enough of a little simple syrup — that’s a joke, it wasn’t simple syrup —“

“To stop her heart,” Clint said. “And then we brought her back with some adrenaline and a few more things.”

“What things?” Steve glared as he marched towards him. “What the hell is she on? Why do you even have this?”

“Don’t look at me! Tony made it after Ultron! She almost killed herself in that fight she was so exhausted. He wanted her to have a little boost for the event she’s, uh, fading too much in battle.”

“So you put a relatively unstable woman on steroids,” Stephen deadpanned. “Fantastic.”

Shangqi looked around. These people were actually scared and unsure of what to do, but it was you. It was just you, deep down inside there, and he’d seen this before. You were scared, you were panicking. Okay, you were causing a bit more chaos, but…

“Okay. The lake is now moving,” Clint cleared his throat. “I’ll talk to her—“

“No,” Shangqi dropped the rings from his forearms. “I’ve got it.”

He sidestepped Natasha quickly. Before she could stop him, he was walking towards you and feeling the ground shake anymore. He cringed, a twinge of pain racing up his foot as he approached you. You could hear a new, closer heartbeat, and you turned to Shangqi.

“Get away,” you cautioned him. “Something’s , something’s not right and I —“

“I know. Don’t worry.”

“I’m dead. Right?” You breathed. “This is just a dream?”

“Sorry, you’re stuck with me for the long-haul, babe,” Shangqi smiled softly at you, hands stuffed into his pockets. “So what’s say we head back to the compound, shower, talk.”

“Shangqi..” you trailed off and looks to your corpse. “I’m a monster.”

“What? That? No! Pffft, I would’ve done it myself,” he joked, but you weren’t laughing. “Babe come on —“

“My sister is terrified of me, I destroyed her home, and even I’m shocked with what I just did to her.”

“You’re still my wife,” Shangqi said softly. “You’re still my wife, who I will stay with until the very end. If you want to stay here and destroy everything, do it,” he cringed when he was certain he felt his ankle snap from the vibrations on the ground constantly drumming on his bones. He put his weight on his other leg, and you frowned when you realized what you were doing to him, what he was willing to do for you. “So, if this is the end…I’m here.”

“You’re crazy.”

“Crazy for you,” He grinned. “You’re okay. Everyone’s okay. Scared? Probably. You’re scary, but you’re hot when you’re scary, so that’s something, right?”

You laughed in disbelief and shook your head, “You are so stupid.”

“Yeah, but I’m your stupid husband,” he smiled at you and outstretched his hand, ignoring how he could see his fingertips started to bruise and turn red and purple. “Come on, babe. It’s just me. You can relax now. It’s over. You can rest now.”

You focused on your breathing first. You slowed it down until you were confident you had it under control without focusing so much on it. You shut your eyes and worked on stopping all of the vibrations and the shaking.

You weren’t sure when it happened, but, eventually, it stopped. You felt a hand take yours, and you opened your eyes to see Shangqi staring at you, slowly leaning in to press his forehead against yours. His eyes shut as he too finally relaxed. He exhaled, his breath catching in his chest as tears fell from his closed eyes and his other hand came up to cup your face, “I thought you were gone.”

You nodded and leaned into his hand, “Me too.” You exhaled, “Shangqi,”

“Yeah?”

“I can’t do this anymore.”

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Showdown

Masterlist

A/N: This didn’t exactly turn out the way I had wanted it to, but I forgot all of my notes. Special thanks to @wint3r-h3art and @tom-whore-dleston for working out the slappening in this fic

Pairings/Characters: Shangqi x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: violence, talks about pregnancy/miscarriages, fist-fighting, clint being indifferent and pizza-obsessed

Summary: Steve has finally come to you for help, and now you’re left facing your biggest fear.

Previous Chapter: A Very Alarming Message

WC: 2.5k

“Unbelievable,” Shangqi muttered as he sat in the passenger side of your car as you drove from the MET to Clint’s apartment in Bedstuy. It was meant to be mutual territory for all of you. Apparently, Steve couldn’t wait for you to get to the compound, and this needed to be said away from certain people, his words, not yours. Clint seemed to be the perfect man in the middle, simply because Natasha was also present, and she seemed more likely to stop a murder fest between you and Steve than anyone else.

Especially given how Shangqi was feeling at the moment.

“Un-fucking-believable,” Shangqi repeated to himself. “He couldn’t Ask for help while we were there? He waits until we’re outside, when you look that freaking good and feel like jumping my bones the whole night? I think he’s full of shit. He’s absolutely, totally full of shit, and he’s just doing this to give us a hard time. I fucking hate him now.”

“Sure, now you hate him,” you teased.

“Well, as much as you do, at least.”

“Oh, I don’t think anyone comes close to me on that,” you countered, “but I love that your hatred of him has grown. Let your hate consume you, Shangqi.”

“Don’t, don’t go all Palpatine on me. We both know you’re more of a Jedi than Sith leaning anyway,” He sighed as he leaned on his arm.

You chuckled, “Well, definitely more grey-leaning at the least.” You parked in front of Clint’s building, ignoring the fact that the spot you chose definitely wasn’t a spot, and you were likely to get a ticket if some traffic cop came around in the middle of the night. “I see his bike down the block.”

“Great. He’s here,” Shangqi groaned. “This was not how the night was meant to go.”

“I know.”

“You were going to do deplorable things to me, and I was going to do deplorable things to you!”

“Trust me, I’m aware.”

“We were going to traumatize people in a random hotel! I needed this!” He whined and loosened his tie and undid his jacket buttons. “Ugh, let’s just go. At least Clint’s there, he’s cool. Do you think he has food?”

“Honey, I’m nearly positive that man has food.”

Shocking absolutely no one, when you got to Clint’s floor, you could smell pizza. You looked to Shangqi who sighed in relief. You didn’t want to know where that man had gotten pizza from this late at night, but, hey, it was New York, after all.

The door was already open since you had rung the bell downstairs to be let in. You both walked right into the apartment and were hit by the smell of pizza even more. Clint muttered that Steve was in the kitchen, and you all walked right over there to see him leaning against the counter, his hands gripping the countertop behind him while Natasha leaned against the refrigerator.

Natasha caught your eye, a tiny smirk forming at the corner of her lips as she addressed you, “Hey, Stark. Still in shock I’m here?”

“What? No. I’m totally fine with the fact that you’re back and we had a totally different relationship in your world.”

“Well, you were dead for most of it in my world, so,” Natasha nodded. “Anyway, Steve’s here.”

“Great,” Shangqi muttered under his breath and grabbed a slice of pizza off the countertop before shoving half of it in his mouth. “So what is it this time, Rogers? You found out we were having a nice night out on the town, and you just felt it in your bones to try to steal my wife from me for the millionth time?”

“No,” Steve cleared his throat and lifted his head to look at you with those pitiful blue eyes. “We have a problem.”

Rolling your eyes, which earned a smirk from Clint as he leaned over to whisper in Natasha’s ear, you hopped up and sat on the last empty counter, “Speak.”

“I think there’s a version of you from an alternatte universe here,” Steve confessed.

This was it. This was exactly your fear, another you in your world trying to cause trouble. You sat there listening to Steve plead his case, how he explained that you, or rather, this version of you, came to him saying how you loved him, that you and Shangqi were no more. He explained that the two of you had been sleeping together and that Steve thought this was the chance he’d been waiting for, but how he realized it was too good to be true the second she called him ‘Stevie’, but he was so enamored with the idea of having you back, he kept on doing it until the guilt got to him.

“So, let me get this straight,” you cleared your throat. “You thought I left Shangqi, and you decided that it was totally normal for me to appproach you and fuck you after leaving my husband.”

“Well, there was a tan line on your ring finger, and you were wearing that blue sweater I really like — “

“I don’t even own that anymore, Steve! I burned it! I can’t fucking believe you. I can’t believe you honestly thought it was me and you just went with it thinking with your fucking dick first! This is unbelievable! And, what, you had your fill of her and you’re telling me this now, why?”

Steve groaned, “Like I said, Y/N, I, I just wasn’t thinking. I thought it was you, okay? I love you, and I —“

Steve did not finish his sentence. Shangqi had quietly taken one step forward, just enough space for him to reel back and throw his fist against Steve’s cheek. The super soldier stumbled but quickly recovered to see Shangqi fuming.

“You need to stay the hell away from my wife,” Shangqi growled. “Just keep her name out of your fucking mouth, Rogers.”

Clint cleared his throat to get your attention, “You gonna stop that?”

You crossed one leg over the other and grabbed one of Clint’s discarded beers to drink from, “Nope.”

“Shangqi —“

“No,” he said, cutting him off quickly. “No, Steve. I’m sick of it. Ever since.I met you, you’ve been trying to get her away from me. Now you’re just standing here telling me all about how you slept with her and thought we were done, so you swooped in like a vulture? I mean, what kind of brazen piece of shit are you?”

“I get you’re upset, but you’ve got to understand our history here —“

“No —“

“Gentlemen,” Natasha said loudly to cut over their bickering, “You’re missing the point here. Y/N Stark from another universe is here looking for family. What does that mean?”

Steve shook his head, “She just said she wanted me back and how she loves me.”

“And what have you been doing?” Natasha asked, then rolled her eyes when she saw Steve turn red, “Aisde from sleeping together, Steve.”

“She kept talking about starting over, and having a family together and stepping away from all of this,” Steve explained. “It was...very domestic, I hadn’t heard you say anything like that for a long time, Y/N.”

You hummed, “Well, I haven’t been feeling very domestic for a long time, and you were gone, so, you know —“

“Before that —“

“Whatever —“

“She talked about wanting kids,” Steve said. “But she kept it short, like it upset her.”

Clint frowned, “Where is she, Steve?”

“She’s at the compound. I left saying I was meeting Bucky.”

“Wow, Captain America lying again, amazing,” Shangqi snickered.

“Out of curiosity, where’s Morgan?” Natasha asked.

“At home….” you trailed off. “Do you think she’d go after them?”

“I think if she’s desperate for a family, who knows what she’s capable of.”

You knew you had to act fast, you jumped off the table and went to grab your phone from your clutch as you started barking orders, “Steve, call my father. Clint, get the special arrows —“

“They’re all special — “

“You know which ones,” you said quickly, locking eyes with the man who cringed and nodded. You nodded to yourself, “Shangqi, rings?”

“Car.”

“Okay. I’m calling Strange, we’re gonna need him.Here’s the plan. We’re teleporting to either the compound, or the lake house. Clint, I want you nowhere near. I want you as far as you can get while maintaining sight. Shangqi, you, Steve, Sam, and Bucky are on quake watch — after we kidnap them, of course.”

Shangqi balked, “Excuse me?”

“Oh, let me make myself clear: If one or both of us gets close to breaking the planet in half, you have to stop us. Your rings can, at the very least, match my power. They have vibranium, Stephen can teleport them, and Clint —“

“Has knockout arrows and a very special netting arrow where the netting is very thinly laced with vibranium, made it after the snap, not sure how strong it is yet, but I guess we’ll find out,” Clint added as he threw his quiver on his shoulder. “Let’s get going, shall we?”

“No plan for me, Stark?” Natasha asked after a moment, head tilting to the side as she stared at you. “I’m hurt.”

You chewed on your bottom lip, “I’m sure you can guess what I need from you.”

Natasha’s eyes flickered over to Shangqi. She watched as the man gave her the most confused stare on the planet as he looked between her and you. Natasha looked back to you and gave you one quick nod in understanding.

~*~

After gathering everyone in the middle of the night, you went to the compound to prepare for something potentially horrible. Tony said that no one had come to the compound yet, but he did have his sensors go off for seismic activity near the property before it stopped.

You deduced that, perhaps, you realized that the other you had been detected and decided to back off of the lake house for now. This way, when everyone was at the compound and in position, Shangqi several feet behind you with Steve, the rest of them laying in hiding, you expected to see yourself. You were waiting for it, but watching a version of you suddenly land in the dirt in front of you, ground cracking by her feet, it was unnerving. When she stood at her full height, you felt a little uneasy watching her stare at you with such intensity.

Is this what it was like when people saw you? Wow, this was a lot.

“So we finally meet. You found me out. It took you long enough,” she said to you. “I’m not here to fight.”

“Good,” you replied. “Why are you here?”

“It’s simple,” she explained. “I lost everything, and I want my life back.”

You shook your head, “You can’t have it by taking mine.”

She laughed in your face, “Is that what you think? That, that you and your band of merry friends hiding in the trees could stop me from taking what I want?”

“Well, clearly,” You shrugged and nodded to her. “This is my life, not yours. I think it’s time you go.”

“You’re not sending me back,” she shook her head. “You got your dad back, your friends, you got Stevie back and you don’t even love him like you should.”

“He hurt me — “

“We hurt him,” she snapped. “We failed him.”

You laughed in disbelief, “We didn’t do shit. Fuck that guy, he’s a prick. I knew my self-esteem was low, but damn, that low to think you’re missing out with Steve of all people? Rough, buddy. I — “

“Don’t talk about him like that!” She threw her hand up and made your heart stop. You gasped for air and clutched your chest as you went straight to the ground. Shangqi ran forward, his hand shooting forward to hit her with a ring, but she deflected his own ring back to him and sent him flying in the air until Steve jumped up, caught his arm, and brought him down.

“Stop it!” Steve shouted. “Stop hurting her!”

The alternate version of you lowered her hand. You gasped for air as the pain stopped and your heart started pumping blood once more. You looked up as she started approaching you in a slow, sinister walk.

“You don’t know what it’s like to watch your husband die,” she hissed. “To watch the life leave his eyes because he died for you. You have no idea how that feels.”

You held up your hand, your index and thumb close together, “A little bit.”

Laughing, she knelt down in front of you, “I lost everything, and you have everything I want, well, almost everything I want.”

You stared up at her and narrowed your eyes, “Oh, right. You wanted a baby, right? Did you think you can just take my sister and raise her as your own? Fat chance. Why not just keep letting Steve use you as a cum dumpster? He’s stupid enough to think you’re somewhat like me.”

She chuckled again and shook her head, “You don’t even know, do you?”

“Know what?”

“We can’t have children, Stark,” she explained to you. “Have you never tried? Two husbands, and not a single attempt at kids? Sad, pathetic, even,” she shook her head. “We can’t have children.”

You laughed at her. She was lying, clearly. You were perfectly healthy, so why would you be unable to have kids? That wasn’t even a thought that had crossed your mind, it wasn’t a concern, nothing ever came up. “That’s, that’s just not true. You, maybe, but there’s nothing wrong with me —“

“Miscarriage, after miscarriage, after miscarriage, and you know what I learned?” She stood up tall. “We’re just too physically unstable to have a kid. All that power we hold in, it’s too unstable an environment, and when we use it? It’s even worse. You will never be a mother, Y/N Stark. You will never have that picture-perfect family that I know you want, but I will.”

Now, given that this was you, you knew what to expect. Your hands came up just as hers did, and the two of you were intent on using your powers to kill the other, but you were locked in a stalemate. Shangqi tried to throw his rings into the mix, but the power emanating from you two, they couldn’t even penetrate.

Steve’s shield hovered in the air near you, but it was flung right back. You and yourself were making the earth beneath you shake and crack, a split forming in the dirt between you. Chunks of the ground started to shoot up, and as the earth started to split, you both started to lose your balance, but neither were giving up.

“Just let me have this!” She shouted at you, “Let me have him! You don’t even want him!”

“You’re right, I don’t,” you agreed. “But I’m not letting some cunty, harpy version of me have him either. You will not have my life.”

She nodded frantically, “Fine, then die!”

Everything went black.

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Very Alarming Message

A/N: This takes place late in this series of one-shots. I haven’t written in so SOOO long. THis is just a quick drabble I put together because I really liekd Simu’s suit for hte Oscars

Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse! Feedback, as awlays, extremely appreciated and desired.

Pairings/Characters: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader

Warnings: swearsies, talks about sex, the usual inappropriateness associated with my brand.

Summary: A favor for oyur father turns into, possibly, the best reat of your life, if not for Steve Rogers

WC: 2,172

“Shhh,” you shushed Shangqi with a press of your finger against his lips. With furrowed brow, he stared at you in confusion, eyebrows lifting as he set down his Xbox Elite controller and grabbed your wrist to lower your hand.

“Babe,” he said quietly. “What are you doing?”

Chewing on your lip, you looked around his room in the East Coast compound while narrowing your eyes, “I sense a disturbance in the force.”

“Oh, here we go again.”

“I mean it!” You whined as he wrapped his arms around your middle and yanked you over the back of the sofa until you landed unceremoniously on his lap. “Something is off. It’s too normal here.”

Shangqi sighed heavily and leaned back against the armrest of the small sofa, pulling you back with him and nuzzling your hair with his nose, “Just because we haven’t had any drama doesn’t mean that something is wrong.”

“It’s too quiet here!”

“People are on missions, aren’t they?”

“We aren’t!”

“We were visiting your family.”

“Pft. Still. Even Steve! Steve hasn’t tried to hit on me once. Hasn’t called me doll at all. In fact, I haven’t even seen him!”

He raised an eyebrow as he leaned forward and prompted you to turn your head to face him, “Do you miss Steve hitting on you and trying to steal you away from me, Y/N?”

“What? No, it’s just shady as fuck. Don’t be a dumb, jealous boy, even though it can be hot sometimes.”

He huffed, “Maybe he finally got a hint and moved on. We’re married, you know.”

“Wait, we’re married?” You blinked innocently.

Pouting, Shangqi’s hands dove for your sides. He tickled you mercilessly while you screamed and thrashed on top of him, your body wiggling and jumping around as you tried to get off of him and away from him. Failing miserably, Shangqi pulled you back onto his lap and bear hugged you.

“Enjoy the peace while it lasts, baby,” he told you as he kissed the back of your neck. “Or enjoy me instead, right on the sofa. Or the bed. Or the floor? Either works.”

Before you could respond, Wednesday interrupted, “Baby Boss, Big Boss is calling.”

Shangqi snorted, “Baby boss!?”

“Shut up.”

“I’ve never heard that! When did this happen?”

“He hacked into her,” you whined. “Put him through, Wednesday.”

After a few seconds, you could hear your father, well…your clone father? Multiverse father? Something like that. Either way, you were so desperate to have your dad back, and Tony was so desperate to have his family back, you both fell into your roles fairly quickly, especially given the near-perfect parallel you both lived.

“Spawn,” Tony began. “Am I interrupting naked time?”

“…If I say yes, will that traumatize you?”

“Nope, I’d just making ‘riding the dragon’ jokes. Anyway, are you guys still in New York?”

“Depends,” you glanced to your husband who shrugged. “Why?”

“There might be a charity gala down at the Met tonight,” Tony began.

“Again? The fuck, it seems like they always have one.”

“I know, right? So annoying to go to them constantly, that’s why I RSVP’d you and Mushu to go in place of Pepper,” Tony said quickly.

“You did what!?”

“Hey, I’m not Mushu! I rode a dragon, I’m not one,” Shangqi argued.

“Not the hill you want to die on, honey,” you said quietly as you patted the top of his head. You cleared your throat and let your head roll back over your shoulders as you stared at the ceiling, “Why?”

“Well, Pepper’s been avoiding them, with good, mourning reasons —“

“Me too!”

“Actually, she told me you’ve been avoiding them because you called a group of old white men a racist and Smaug beat up a bunch of attempted robbers who tried to hit the place.”

You chewed on your bottom lip, “…See why I can’t go?”

“Thank you so much for being a dazzling, darling daughter and going to make sure Stark Industries stands strong with that girl boss attitude of yours. I know you guys don’t have anything ready. Luckily for you, Pepper’s got only the best designer contacts who pulled a couple of pieces together and are waiting at The Plaza for you.”

“Why are you like this?”

“I missed you too, spawn,” Tony cackled. “Have fun with Toothless over there.”

The call ended and Shangqi was sitting next to you looking moderately traumatized, “Why does your dad know so many dragons off the top of his head?”

“Don’t ask questions you’re not ready to hear the answer to,” you sighed and patted the top of his head. “Let’s get going. If we get through this without an incident, I’ll do that thing you really like.”

Shangqi’s eyes suddenly widened comically. He shoved you off of him and spun you around, ignoring your giggles of laughter as he gripped your shoulders and held you in place, “With the suit on?”

You laughed, “Yes, with the suit on.”

He groaned. Shangqi leapt forward, his lips crushing yours as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you deeply. He jumped off of you with a loud pop of his lips and ran around the room shouting that it was time to go while he grabbed both of your bags and belongings. He damn near picked you up himself and was rushing out the door with you to get a move on, get through the night, and get to the promised fun that awaited him.

With your feet finally on the ground as you two went to your car, you paused mid-step. You set your foot down and turned around, staring at the building curiously as you started to use your powers.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Shangqi asked you after loading the bags in the trunk. “Forget something?”

“No, no,” you muttered. “I thought I felt something.”

“Like what?”

“Just another vibration. I don’t know. It was strong —“

“Well, Bruce is in the lab, he might be experimenting on something,” Shangqi reasoned. “He did say he was busy this weekend.”

“True,” you trailed off and shook your head. “Doesn’t feel like Bruce though.”

“You know how everyone feels?”

“Well, yeah.”

“That is so creepy,” he muttered under his breath. “Come on you little seismometer we’ve got a ball to go to.”

Ignoring the nagging feeling in your gut that something was wrong, you chalked it up to, maybe, you were, in fact, being overly paranoid. You climbed into the car and glanced at the compound one last time, almost like you were reassuring yourself that nothing was wrong. You shook your head, turned your attention to your husband, and grinned as he grabbed your hand and drove down to the city.

~*~

This wasn’t fair. This was punishment.

You and Shangqi had run off to different rooms to quickly get ready. Hair, makeup, clothing. Just deciding on what to wear from what they had available was stressful for you, but you landed on something you really, really liked after starting to become stressed and hopeless about it. After hair, makeup, and changing was done, you went to meet Shangqi who was out in the hall and ready to go.

Except that the second you opened the door, your eyes widened, and as you tried to walk out, you slammed your shoulder right into the doorframe and howled in pain. Ever the doting husband, he laughed at you before cooing and grabbing you to rub your shoulder soothingly.

“What was that?” He laughed, then it clicked. “Oh, this is like that time with the glasses in Madripoor, right?”

“No. Shut up,” you muttered as you stared at him.

It was, it absolutely was. Shangqi looked like something straight out of a magazine called ‘Sin.’ The red suit, the gold accents, the cute black bowtie and that confident, cute, dorky smile as he held your hand and stepped back to get a good look at you.

“You look incredible, babe.” He said as he admired you. “No one will be able to keep their eyes off of you. You look so —“

“If I’m wearing my suit tonight,” you began quietly as you looked him over from head to toe without a single ounce of shame. “Then you’re wearing that. And it stays on.”

He laughed, cheeks gathering a slight rose shade as he stared at you, “Really?”

“The shirt can go,” you told him as your hand ran up his bicep and down his chest, “but everything else stays. What is this strap? You know what, I don’t care. Do things with it —“

“Oh my god, Y/N,” he laughed as he started to tug you towards the elevator, “Stop, or we will never make it there.”

“I honestly wouldn’t mind ditching,” you confessed. “I will slam that emergency break in the elevator right now. Should I? Let me —“

“No, no, we should go.”

You blinked in surprise as you lowered your hand from the panel and leaned back against the elevator wall. Shangqi shook his head, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he stared at the ground.

“You are acting like an adult. I’m surprised,” you remarked.

“Just trying to get on your dad’s good side, is all,” he admitted. “I thought winning over Clint and Pepper would be the end of it, but, uh, well, he surprised me.”

You cooed. You leaned over to rest your head on his shoulder as you rubbed his chest sweetly, “My sweet man. Don’t worry, he likes you.”

“Sure doesn’t feel that way. I don’t think he knows my name.”

“He’s adjusting to realizing you’re not an evil villain obsessed with me here, but I know he likes you. We’d have known if he didn’t.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yes. He would’ve run you out of here already. He’s very persistent.”

“I….wow, how charming.”

Arriving at the MET, the two of you were, naturally, the talk of the town. Y/N Stark and her Avenger boyfriend, which was a step up from his previous nicknames: Bus Boy, Y/N Stark’s Boyfriend, Y/N’s Husband. Maybe one day they’d actually bother to learn his name.

This time, the event went smoothly, but not for a lack of Shangqi trying. When he realized just how smitten you were with this red suit of his, he just couldn’t let it go. Every so often his hand would brush a little too low on your backside. He’d lean in and whisper in your ear, steal a quick peck on your neck when no one was looking, He was a menace, openly flirting with you, handing you drinks, a hand always on you somewhere no matter what.

Plus, he was doing much, much better this time around than the first time he went to one of these things with you. He was far more relaxed and sure of himself now than he was in the past. After all, now he was here as the dutiful husband, admiring his intelligent, charming wife as she conversed, dazzled, charmed her way around the room. Although, after most every conversation you usually leaned over to your husband with a horrible, snarky remark that would make your father proud and Pepper sigh heavily.

You excused yourself at one point to the restroom, warning Shangqi not to follow you and be a menace. He laughed, but shot you a wink which had you wondering if you were going to partake in yet another museum quickie.

After doing your business, you touched up your makeup in the mirror and checked your phone. Just as you were about to pocket it in your clutch, it began to ring. Frowning when you saw the name, you quickly answered and brought it to your ear.

“Someone better be fucking dying, Rogers,” you snapped.

You could hear him chuckle on the other end, “Charming as ever, doll.”

“Why are you calling?”

“I just wanted to know,” Steve began, clearing his throat. He sounded like he was…nervous? Afraid? You couldn’t tell, “I just wanted to know, when was the last time you called me Stevie?”

“Stevie?” You howled with laughter. “I have never called you that. Who the fuck do you think you are, Stevie Nicks? Please, you could never.”

You could hear him exhale on the other line, “I figured.”

You rolled your eyes, “Okay, enough of the melancholy. I’m at an event and you’re taking up precious time, here. Did you need something?”

“Yeah,” Steve scratched the top of his head and looked around the room he was in quickly. It pained him to do this. He didn’t want to. He wanted to be selfish all over again and keep this to himself, have the happy life he really, truly wanted. But the last time he tried that, he destroyed you, and the two of you were never able to come back from it together. He had to do this.

“We have a problem, Y/N.” Steve said quickly, “I need your help, please.”

#shangqi x reader #shang-chi x stark!reader #shang-chi x reader #shangqi x stark!reader #stark!verse #stark!readerverse #stark!reader #tony stark x stark!reader #steve rogers x stark!reader #simu liu #simu liu x reader #shangqi x you #oneshot #crazycookiecrumbles #marvel fic

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crazycookiecrumbles · 2 years ago

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A Fall Day

A/N: Just another random one-shot in my Stark!Verse

TBH my heart just isn’t in writing and posting anymore. So IDK what to expect from me from here on out unless something SUPER inspires me and I can’t let the idea go.

Pairings/Characters: Shangqi x Stark!Reader; Bucky Barnes x Reader (platonic) Katy Chen x Xu Xialing (mentioned) Katy Chen x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: cursing, Bucky’s brooding face, mini roast sessions, Stark bullshit, breakup mentioned, mostly fluffy stupid nonsense

Summary: We interrupt your previously scheduled one-shot for a chance at some random fluff fall goodness:

You two haven’t had a chance to just hang out and be regular people to enjoy the changing season. So, to remedy this, your doting husband has a plan up his sleeve for a great day, which is made only great by the presence of two good friends.

Previous Chapter: A New Fear (not DIRECTLY after, can go in any place really)

This was simply magical. You know what? Maybe you really did have a good reason to marry your husband, because sometimes, he really just did his best work to knock you off your feet.

Fall, the best season of them all, had arrived, and your husband had a plan set the second the coffee shops dropped all their pumpkin products.

First, he started your day with a pumpkin beverage. Could your AI have made it for you or ordered it? Yes, absolutely, but where was the care if, for once, he didn’t go out and pick it up so he could hand deliver it to you in bed?

Yawning, you opened one eye, ready to yell at him for waking the sleeping beast until you saw the drink. You gasped, shot up in bed, and stretched your hands out to grab the drink. Smirking, Shangqi placed the drink into your hands and watched as you greedily chugged it.

“And good morning to you, babe,” he said with a smile on his face. “When you finish that, get ready, I’ve got plans today.”

“Oh?” You asked after finally pulling away from the drink when it was half gone. “What’s going on?”

“You’ll see.”

“Is Katy coming?”

“She’ll be joining a little later. Bucky’s in town. He’s letting her try out a motorcycle.”

“Hm ,Bucky’s in town and didn’t come say hi first? I’m offended,” you hummed and sipped your drink some more, watching Shangqi’s facial expressions closely to try to guess what was going on. “We’re not going on a mission, are we?”

“What? No!” He laughed. “No. I just thought you could use a day out, and I know you love fall, so….”

“So!?”

“So there’s the Autumn Moon Festival in Chinatown. There’s tons of food, cooking demonstrations, acrobatics and martial arts, storytellers, and a parade, obviously,” he explained to you. “It’s no apple-picking in Upstate New York, but —“

“That sounds good,” You nodded and placed your empty cup in his hand before sitting up on your knees, leaning forward, and pressing your lips to his. “So…breakfast there, then?”

“There’s a pumpkin muffin waiting for you for the car ride.”

You sighed happily and draped your arms around his shoulders, “This is why I married you, Shangqi. I hope you know that.”

“I thought it was because I made you a better person and because I’m so damn handsome?”

“Well, I’m glad you’re not pretending it’s your intelligence,” you teased.

He gasped. Shangqi gasped before he pouted, grabbed your waist, and stood up with you. You shrieked with laughter as he dropped the both of you on the bed like a poorly executed wrestling move before he rolled over you, face hovering over yours as he playfully held your wrists to the bed.

“You’re an awful person, Mrs. Stark,” he sighed.

You beamed, “Yes, yes I am, Mr. Xu. Don’t you love it?”

He sighed again, “Yeah, I really do. Come on, get ready. If we get there and all the food is gone, I’m afraid for what you’ll do.”

“Cry, probably. Definitely cry.”

~*~

At the festival, Shangqi could see you were in heaven. There were so many foods to try. The colors and decorations were vibrant and bright, there were beautiful trinkets, like fans, to purchase, and, naturally, you found yourself going overboard on things to buy.

Shangqi was stuffing your mouth with mooncake as the two of you shuffled through the busy streets together. You came across one of the demonstrations and watched on the sidelines as the experts displayed their martial arts prowess.

As you both were watching, you yourself felt like you were being watched. You glanced around curiously, and noticed how everyone was turning to stare at your husband. You smiled softly to yourself. He was completely oblivious to all the attention he was getting. Turning slightly, you tugged on his jacket and leaned in to speak in his ear, “You’ve been recognized, babe.”

Shangqi broke out of his daze and looked around. There were camera phones pointed at him, people talking and whispering, kids staring in awe.

He scoffed, “Nah ,that’s for you, baby —“

“Honey, consider the predominantly Asian neighborhood we are in and the very obvious lack of Asian representation in the superhero world so far,” you sighed as you grabbed his shoulders and gave him a little shake. “It’s for you.”

Shangqi gave another look around as you slipped away from him shouting that ‘bus boy is here.’ He scoffed at the old nickname you used for him, but he quickly recovered as people grabbed his arms and started dragging him over to join the other demonstrators. He looked at you wondering what he should do. You simply nodded and waved your hand in a ‘go on’ motion to prompt him. With a shrug, Shangqi displayed his own fighting prowess.

You watched with a smile on your face. You remembered your own moments when you were first being recognized. The same attention you got from people of your own culture because they felt a connection to you, a hero. It was sweet seeing that with your husband right now. Little kids were trying to follow along with him, and some adults too. People were filming him. He had all the attention.

You ended up turning it into a film session. A family or group of people handed you their phone while you were crouched down on the ground. You took pictures of them with your husband, gave the phone back, and moved it along.

“I didn’t think we’d be working,” Shangqi joked as you two eventually walked away to continue on with your day. “Sorry about that —“

“Enjoy it. All those little kids look at you and see themselves as a hero, adults too! It’s one of the perks of the business,” you smiled and squeezed his hand. “So is that woman that gave me an entire bag of scallion pancakes.”

“You are going to get sick eating all of those.”

“I’m aware, and I don’t care,” you said simply. “I didn’t judge you for eating 20 dumplings, 20!!!”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “How about we go grab some boba — “

“I want egg tarts —“

“And that too,” he nodded. “There’s a Japanese tea ceremony going on. I got tickets to see if you’re interested.”

You nodded, “Yeah, let’s do it.”

With snacks for later and drinks in hand, you two found yourselves viewing a traditional Japanese tea ceremony with other performances. You both were sitting in your seats and observing when you spotted Katy and Bucky across the way. Katy unceremoniously threw a balled up napkin at Shangqi’s face. It smacked him on the cheek and fell on the ground, causing you to stifle your giggles in the middle of this beautiful ceremony.

Afterwards, you all waited for each other outside. You locked eyes with Bucky and gave him the middle finger. He rolled his eyes as he approached, leaning down to kiss you on the cheek before giving Shangqi a hug.

“I guess we’re meeting up earlier than planned,” Katy began. “So, this can only mean one thing —“

“Katy,” Shangqi sighed. “I’m trying to give her a fall day —“

“You don’t even know what I was suggesting.”

“Probably karaoke and booze,” Bucky hummed.

She scoffed, “What? No…”

“Why not,” you shrugged with a laugh. “It’s a San Francisco fall day, right? Let’s do it.”

“See? This is why you married her, she’s smart,” Katy draped an arm around your shoulders as she started to lead you away. “Thank god you’re here now. Bucky was making me look bad in front of everyone.”

“It’s not my fault I speak multiple languages,” he shrugged his shoulders as he and Shangqi walked behind you and Katy.

“It is, Barnes, it absolutely is!” Katy scoffed. “And he ate, like, 20 chicken wings. I can’t tell if I’m scared or turned on.”

“Oh, that’s funny. Shangqi had 20 dumplings.”

“Animals,” Katy shook her head while behind her, Shangqi rolled his eyes and Bucky snorted.

At the usual Karaoke bar, it was a little more crowded than usual with people in the area for the festivals. You guys managed to get a room right before the crowd hit, and you planned on keeping it for as long as you could. The drinks were flowing, Bucky was running out to get snacks to bring back, and you all were screaming your lungs out.

Well, all except—

“Come on, Bucky Bear,” you whined as you grabbed his arm. “You gotta sing a little something.”

Shangqi blinked as he watched you bat your eyes up at Bucky. He wasn’t sure if he was witnessing a nefarious plan, or a drunken confession.

“Fuck off, Stark.”

“Bucky bear!” You whined again, watching the soldier’s nostrils flare as his eyes darkened with an urge to throw you into the ocean. “Please?”

“What is happening?” Shangqi blurted out.

“Bucky loves a damsel in distress so I’m trying to appeal to that to get him to sing,” you explained as you stared up at Bucky. “Is it working?”

Bucky blinked twice as he stared at you in silence before answering, “Not even in your wildest dreams, Stark.”

“….You bitch.”

“I got it,” Katy slammed her drink before setting the glass on the table and marching up to him. She poked him in his chest, “Please sing. My girlfriend ghosted me. I need this.”

“Pity isn’t fair,Katy.”

“But it works, right?”

“Wait. My sister ghosted you?” Shangqi stared at Katy in disbelief. “I am too drunk for all this information. What is happening right now? Katy, are you okay?”

“Oh, sure, dude. My girlfriend’s so busy with work and some new project she’s on that she basically ghosted me and only answered ages later to say it’s done. I’m totally okay — no, I’m not okay. But I will be if Bucky starts to sing…”

Everyone slowly turned to stare at Bucky. The man with a permanent scowl rolled his eyes, grabbed a microphone, and went to pick a song. The three of you cheered while he was picking something.

“I bet it’s old as shit,” Katy whispered. “You were right, Stark, damsel works every time.”

“Told you. One time, I got him to take me to Wendy’s at 1:00 a.m. because I wanted a frosty.”

“Thank god. I thought you were in love with him,” Shangqi sighed in relief. “One super soldier love triangle was enough for me.”

“Ew? Bucky? I could never,” you shuddered at the thought.

Bucky finally picked a song and surprised the three of you. No one would have guessed when or how he came upon this, but given that he’d been through more eras in time than Steve, and had a lot more time on his hands now, maybe this was how he came upon it.

“Hungry eyes,” Bucky sang, going fully into it by thrusting his hips and making a fist against his chest. “One look at you and I can’t disguise!”

This was incredible. The three of you were frozen as you watched him. Was this really happening? Was Bucky a variant? This was insane. Never in your wildest dreams would you have guessed this was happening. It took you off guard so much, that it took you a moment to finally pull out your cell phone and start recording, only for Bucky to run over and rip it out your hand while he was singing and hold it in the air away from you.

“What a bully,” you huffed as Shangqi laughed and wrapped an arm around you. “This was a great day, honey, thank you.”

He beamed and rested his chin on the top of your head as he watched Katy grab a microphone and join in with Bucky, “Yeah? I mean, it’s no fall in New York, but —“

“But this was equally as fantastic. We needed this. Good job, babe,” you patted his chest and turned to kiss him softly on his cheek. “We should check on Xialing, though. That sounded weird.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” he sighed. “I’m sure it’s fine. I’ll give her a call first.”

“Good,” you nodded. “Maybe take Katy out. Let her pick which car of my dad’s and go have a day together.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?”

“What? Yeah, she’s a great driver. I trust her. Better driver than I am, at least,” you shrugged your shoulders. “Better than you too, grandma.”

“Wow, okay. Wow,” he nodded while you were cackling. “Yeah, yeah, love you too, Y/N.”

#shangqi x reader #shang-chi x reader #shang-chi x stark!reader #shangqi x stark!reader #shang chi fanfiction #shangqi x you #shangqi x avenger!reader #stark!reader #stark!verse #crazycookiecrumbles #katy chen #katy chen x bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #platonic bucky #xialing x katy

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Wish Fulfilled

A/N: This takes place late in this series of one-shots. I haven’t written in so SOOO long. THis is just a quick drabble I put together. IDK if this will go anywhere, but that’s why this is jsut a series of one-shots. IDK, might lead to the Crumble!Verse

Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse! Feedback, as awlays, extremely appreciated and desired.

Pairings/Characters: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader

Warnings: swearsies, Minors DNI none of my stuff bc I said so

Summary: You want to know what else is out there, while Steve’s wildest dream has come true.

WC: 1,779

Shangqi didn’t have to be a mindreader to know something was wrong. You had been in your lab for most of the last three days, and while he didn’t necessarily feel neglected about this because he himself was off on a mission with Katy, it was knowing that you were locking yourself away to work that had him worried about you. So when Shangqi returned from work and realized that you were, once again, stuck in your lab, he sighed and stared up at the ceiling to think about what he wanted to do.

“Wednesday?”

“Yes, Shangqi?” Your AI responded. “Would you like me to order dinner again?”

He cringed, “Are you mocking me for constantly ordering takeout?”

“No, I am simply picking up on your habitual ordering,” she replied. “What may I do for you?”

Feeling sassed, but ignoring it for now, he went on, “Can you kick Y/N out the lab?”

“You’d have better luck making pigs fly.”

Shangqi snickered to himself as he started to head towards the lab, “Technically, footballs are made of pigskin. So shouldn’t they fly?”

“I’m not here to argue semantics, Shangqi,” Wednesday said. “I’ve opened the door to her lab. You have access.”

“Thanks, Wednesday,” he slipped in through the door and spotted you immediately. You were reclined in your chair, feet up on the desk, staring at, at least, ten different monitors showing various reports. It took him a moment to gather that these were various different seismograms. Frowning, he managed to sneak up behind you and pull over a chair right beside you before you finally noticed him.

You blinked a few times and sat up, “Oh, shit. Hey! I did not realize you were back from your mission today. I’m so sorry. I was going to make food, and, and — “

Shangqi, with a knowing look, grabbed your hand and pulled it to rest on his lap, “What did you do?”

“Why is it that I did something?” You squeaked. “You know, that’s insulting. I’m insulted. Dare I say, I’m hurt.”

“Babe.”

You pouted, “Okay. Fine. That’s warranted, I usually do something. Or Tony does. Anyway, I did nothing. Or at least I don’t think I did.”

He blinked a few times, “Okay. You’ve got me hooked. What’s happening now?”

You cleared your throat and shifted in your seat a few times as you stared at the screens, “Well, you know, we uh, we met the uh, the evil Shangqi.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You know, Leader of the Ten Rings.”

“No, I got that.”

“Totally has a hard-on for me, you know, that one?”

He blinked as he stared at you, “Is there a point to this or are you just trying to rile me up for sex reasons?”

You cackled and squeezed his hand, “Yes, I have a point. Well, we saw your evil counterpart. We have an all-new Natasha, a parallel Tony, Steve is young, Strange, I think, mentioned a zombie version of himself. And I just —“

It clicked, “You think you’re out there.”

“What if I am?” You replied. “What if some multiverse version of me is wandering around here? What if she’s the super cunt of the galaxy and she’s badder than bad? That’s someone that has to be put down without prejudice.”

He frowned, “You’re telling me that you’re trying to find an evil version of you out there to kill her?”

“Yes.”

“That’s kind of insane, babe.”

“No, it’s not. Because I know what I think, and the things that I’ve accidentally done or nearly did. Now imagine I’m one of the millions of versions of me out there that are fucking Steve or you or, I don’t know, I bet there’s some other fucking superheroes out there that I’m shacking up with. Or villains, even —“

“Okay, are we establishing that in the multiverse, the different versions of you are playing superhero fuck bingo, or are we establishing that there’s a version of you out there that’s homicidal and trying to destroy the planet?”

“Okay. Let me get back to the point,” you sighed. “Imagine just trying to do any of that on purpose?” You shrugged a shoulder. “I stopped Steve’s heart out of rage. I took down some giant Chitauri the same way. I almost split the planet down to the core when my dad died. If I were me, and I went full supervillain because I had lost everything, well, I’d turn this place into my own personal playground, and who could stop me if I’m not holding back?”

You raised a good point, and Shangqi understood that. You were powerful, he knew that, everyone knew that about you. They also knew how your powers were linked to your emotions, and while you’ve accidentally done some pretty scary things, the things you did when you tried were just as bad, if not worse, and yet, tame in comparison to what you truly could do.

“Are you sure?” Shangqi asked.

“Sure that I’d kill everything and everyone? Well, I’m sure there’s some version of me out there that’s threatened that nothing would ever get in my way — “

“No, I know that. You said that when we went to get ice cream the other day,” Shangqi joked while you snorted. “I mean, are you sure that you would do these horrible, bad things?”

“What are you getting at?”

“Well, babe, I mean, if there’s a version of you out there that lost everything and went dark side, don’t you think, well, if you saw the opportunity, you’d just try to take it back?”

Your eyes shifted to stare off to the side as your brow furrowed and thought about this. Would you? If everything you had once loved and held dear was gone, could you do that? Could you be the type of person to slip into a new world and take over, just to selfishly get back everything you had lost?

“I don’t know —“

“I think you would,” Shangqi nodded. “I’ve heard you call this new Tony ‘dad’ so many times. I know how you’re avoiding Natasha every time you see her, but you ask Clint about her about six times a day. Maybe you’re not looking for a battleground. Maybe you’re looking for a new home.”

“I guess.”

He nodded, “But that’s only if there was some evil version of you walking around. Given that, ya know, there hasn’t been any crazy earthquakes or mudslides or anomalies any more different than the usual, I think we’re good, babe. I think this Earth just got the bad version of me, and not you.” Shangqi said as he stood up and pulled you with him. “Besides, this planet couldn’t handle the two of us on our worst behavior.”

“I suppose you’re right,” You sighed dramatically and let him drag you out of the lab. “I bet I’m so hot when I’m evil, though.”

“So you do like a bad boy. I knew it. See? Totally cheated on me with me.”

“That was — I thought we were over that!” You wailed while he laughed at you and pulled you into his side. “Maybe you’re the evil Shangqi, you know.”

“Nah,” he shook his head. “Katy said I’m too much of a simp for that.”

“I mean, yeah.”

“What?!”

~*~

Meanwhile, Steve had been outed by the press since he appeared in Manhattan following Doctor Strange and Peter fucking up, well, everything. They knew he was young, and alive, and had so many questions, but Steve was opting not to say anything and was letting them go about with their theories. Besides, they had a Captain America in Sam. That wasn’t him anymore. Instead, he was returning to his Nomad identity, and brought back the arm guards that they had made for him back in Wakanda.

Steve was currently heading back to his room in the compound. He had a training session that day, worked out, and caught up with Bucky over the phone who was currently on his way back from a mission he completed. As Steve rounded a corner, he stopped in surprise when he spotted you standing there, cracking your fingers nervously as you looked up at him and saw him before he nearly walked into you.

“Y/N,” Steve nodded is head and stared at you, admiring shamelessly how you looked in that old blue sweater of yours that he loved so much, that he hadn’t seen you wearing in years. “I thought you were home.”

You smiled and nodded hesitantly as you stared up at him. Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at Steve, your hand reaching out to him before quickly retracting it back and settling for staring at him, “It’s not the same without you, Steve.”

His eyebrows flew up. Was he dreaming? No, this couldn’t actually be happening, could it? Granted, it was everything he wanted. From the moment he was back, all he wanted was you. He lived through his mistakes, and now he was living yet another lifetime where he couldn’t be with the one he loved. Here you were, standing there in front of him, vulnerable, something you hadn’t been with him for a long time, gazing at him adoringly like he held the world in his hands, like you used to when you first dated.

His eyes flew down to your hand and spotted the absence of a ring, nothing left but a tan line, “What about Shangqi?”

“He’s not you,” you replied before surging forward. Your hand grabbed the back of his head and brought him down so his lips could meet yours. A stunned moment from Steve turned into a quick, hungry reaction. He groaned softly and grabbed you around the waist with one arm, pulling you against his chest while his other hand flew to your hair. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around Steve and he quickly adjusted his arm so he was holding you up against him with his arm under your butt like it was the best seat in the house.

He pulled away with a loud pop, “You and Shangqi, you’re done?”

“You’re the only one for me, Stevie,” You replied, smashing your lips against his.

Steve carried you back to his bedroom, his mouth never once leaving you. But in the back of his mind, he was ignoring a very obvious point, something nagging him that was screaming at him from the depths of his mind and he was making himself push it down because he needed this, he wanted this, he needed this to be true, but what really bothered him was one thing: you never called him Stevie.

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Tough Conversation

A/N: UHHHHH. Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse! Feedback, as awlays, extremely appreciated and desired.

TAG LIST NOTES: I have no idea how to efficiently make a tag lists and am lazy as shit, so I would recommend post notifications just bc i’m, well,…tired lazy person

Pairings/Characters: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, Platonic!Bucky x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader, Katy Chen, Bruce Banner

Warnings: angsty chats, swearing, fluff

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t know how you feel about him now that your ex has returned, and he fears it doesn’t bode well for him.

WC: 3,001

After Katy had shown up and complimented Steve’s appearance too many times for Shangqi’s comfort, you all went your separate ways. Everyone had a room to spend the night in since the compound was completed, anyway. Shangqi made something simple and easy, as commented on by Steve who decided to tell Shangqi while he was cooking to put a little bit extra of a certain spice in the food because that’s what you loved. When Shangqi looked to you to confirm, you gave a sheepish nod.

Shangqi really wanted to kill Steve.

At one point, Sam had approached the two of you to apologize and say that he didn’t know what Steve’s plan was. He just thought he was helping you to get over him, and that he had known what Steve was planning to do, he never would’ve put you in that position. It was the same thing as Bucky, and at the moment, you accepted the apology because you just wanted to go to bed.

Finally, you and Shangqi made it to his room. He didn’t realize how much thought you had put into it already. It was painted his favorite color, the furniture was inviting and warm, a little reminiscent of how it was in his apartment in case he felt homesick. He certainly loved the addition of an Xbox in there for when there was downtime.

You both went and showered together. It was far from compared to when you normally decided to save water. The two of you were focused on nurturing the other, washing each other’s hair, scrubbing each other’s backs, sharing sweet, tender kisses but never anything more. It was obvious that you both were tired, this news taking an emotional toll on the both of you, but it was weighing heavy on Shangqi.

Sitting on the bed, he watched you as you finished drying the ends of your hair before putting the towel to hang. You smiled softly at him as he moved over and patted the space next to him. In your robe, you curled up beside him and rested your head on his shoulder.

“I have to talk to you,” he began as he took a deep breath and prepared himself for this conversation. “It’s about Steve.”

“Babe, I —“

“Just wait. Hear me out,” he told you. “I know it’s been hard for you dealing with Steve since he left. But he’s here now, and he’s young, and he very obviously wants you and he knows you so damn well. I know you said you choose me, but be honest with me. Do you still have feelings for him?”

You were shocked. The look on your face said it all. Your jaw fell open as you stared at Shangqi. Clint’s earlier comments danced around in your head as you realized that through all your feelings and reactions, you’d really, really put him in a hard place.

“I just — I ask because you’ve had some strong reactions to him coming back. I mean, you almost put Bucky through the window. I just feel like if you, I don’t know, if you, maybe, didn’t feel anything for him, you, well, you wouldn’t be so upset.”

You nodded, “Yeah. You’re right, uh. Yeah. It’s hard for me to see Steve again like that.”

“Yeah, I can tell,” he muttered.

You chewed on your lip, “I made peace with the fact that I lost Steve. I was okay with it. Him coming back like this and wanting me is just confusing — not confusing because I want him back — confusing because I just don’t understand why he put me through this. I, I really had Steve on a pedestal. I loved him with everything I had. He was an absolute dream to me. Spontaneous trips when I was tired and stressed, he’d cook meals for me when I wasn’t eating because I was working or just not in the mood to do it myself. When I met Steve, he was the only man that didn’t see me as a sick conquest. He didn’t see me as Iron Man’s daughter to brag about nailing, he didn’t see me as a means to get closer to Tony Stark. He just saw me and he was the first man to do that, so, yeah, Steve means a lot to me. He holds a huge portion of my heart because he was my first, and what I thought was going to be my last love.”

Shangqi was incredibly insecure. He didn’t take you on spontaneous trips, he couldn’t afford to do so. He’d cook for you, but most of the time he’d burn it or it was something incredibly simple to make that he couldn’t possibly mess it up. Most of the time it was takeout, or food from Katy’s mom. If anything, you were the cook between the two of you. And based on what happened in the kitchen, he clearly didn’t know what you liked and —

“But it doesn’t mean I love you any less,” you grabbed his hand and held it tightly as you turned to face him and sat cross-legged. This reminded you of the conversations you’d have with Steve about Peggy and how you worried how you’d compare to her. He’d always reassure you, but, well, look how that turned out. “I’m always going to have Steve be a part of me. He was huge in my life. He was my other half. But the difference now since I’ve been with you is that I don’t wonder about ‘what if’ anymore. I don’t think about what I’m losing. I remember the pain and the confusion, but it’s not that I miss what I thought I was going to have. I’m just….betrayed. The betrayal is the hard part for me to get over.”

Shangqi nodded as he thought about what you were saying, “Are you sure? I, I love you. The last thing I want to do is keep you from being truly happy, and if that means I have to let you go, I —“

“Whoa, since when was Shangchi a quitter?” You teased. Your hand came up to cradle his cheek, eyes softening as you realized his cheeks were burning up and how painfully nervous and afraid he was. “I hope you don’t want to let me go, because I don’t want to let you go. Shangqi, I will never do to you what Steve did to me, I can promise you that. You’re all I want.” You hesitated before continuing, “Well — “

“Oh, god,” he murmured, his head sinking to his chest.

“I want a family,” you confessed. “I wasn’t sure about having one before. I was way too scared and obsessed with working, but my priorities changed. Someday, I want a family. I want kids for their uncles to throw around, for my little sister to play with, for Pepper to spoil rotten. If, if that’s not something you want, or something you want with me somewhere down the line, then, then I understand,” you nodded, your voice cracking. “I understand, and, and I won’t hold it against you or anything like that. I’ll” —

“Well, actually,” Shangqi offered you a warm smile as he took a deep breath himself, “I always thought Katy would be the best aunt ever. You know, if her mom and grandma don’t steal the kid to squeeze its cheeks to death.”

You laughed a little, “Not a bad way to go, right? At least it’ll be loved. I know Bucky would let it use his arm like a jungle gym.”

Shangqi laughed at that, “God, we, we are not ready for kids yet, (Y/N).”

You nodded, “I know. I agree.”

“But I,” he sniffled as he ran his thumbs over your knuckles, “when I have kids, I want you to be their mother.”

A laugh escaped you with a choked cry. You reached up and wiped at your eyes before tackling Shangqi with all your strength, and rolling off the bed with him. You both laughed as you hit the ground, and Shangqi reached out to wipe the tears that still slipped from your eyes, “Promise me something, babe.”

“Of course.”

“You tell me when you’re ready, I’ll tell you when I’m ready,” he said. “And before that, no one comes in between us. Not some bad guy of the week trying to hurt us, and definitely not Steve Rogers.”

“Never, babe.”

“And please, please,” Shangqi murmured, “No more running. This doesn’t work if you run.”

You nodded, “I won’t. I’m done running.”

He sighed in relief, “Good. Good. But, even if you do, I’ll always find you,” he said. Shangqi immediately cringed, “That sounded way more romantic and less creepy in my head.”

You snorted and grabbed his face. You pressed your lips against his, soft kisses exchanged between the two of you before you pressed your forehead against his, “I knew what you meant.”

“Good,” he sighed in relief. “Let’s jump in this bed, right? We’ve got an early flight tomorrow.”

“That we do,” you nodded in agreement and climbed into bed with him, “And a whole life ahead of us.”

~*~

The following morning, Shangqi woke up on his own without the help of an alarm. He rolled over and smiled to himself seeing you all curled up under the blankets. He lifted his head to check what time it was, then his eyes widened and he shot out of bed.

“Babe, babe, wake up! We’re late! We’re like, five hours late! Oh, shit!” He swore loudly.

You groaned and rubbed your eyes as Shangqi ran around the room in a panic asking if private jets charged extra for this sort of screw up. Yawning, you sat up slowly while Shangqi was struggling to pull on his pants. He stared at you in surprise, “Babe. I thought you wanted to leave and get as far away from Captain Kosovo as possible.”

You yawned and nodded, “I do. And then I got a call six hours before our flight. Lift up the shades, babe.”

Shangqi frowned. He walked over to the window, looked around, and pressed a button so the blinds would roll up. As they were rolling he thought nothing of it, until he saw just how little he could actually see outside.

“We did not beat snowmageddon, which arrived several hours earlier than predicted,” you explained. “We are grounded. For the week. Even I have never seen this much snow before. This feels like a cruel prank.”

“So we’re here for the week,” Shangqi mused, then frowned. “With Steve.”

“Yep,” you sighed and brought the blanket up to your chin. “I left Pepper a text. I know that house can withstand anything because my dad is a paranoid freak — “

“Huh, like father like daughter —“

“Anyway,” You began, ignoring his amused grin as he walked back to bed while you grabbed your phone to check it. “She might come join us just so Morgan isn’t absolutely restless and bored out of her mind.”

“Good, I like Morgan. She’s a cute little deviant threatening me with plastic sporks,” Shangqi teased as he jumped into bed. You laughed as he landed beside you and grabbed your phone to put on the nightstand. “Well, we might as well make the most out of this extended vacation, shouldn’t we?”

“I think you’re right,” you shrieked with laughter as Shangqi ripped the blankets from you and lifted you in his arms. “What are you doing?”!

“I’m going to throw you in the snow. Wasn’t that obvious?”

“Don’t you dare.”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding,” He grinned and dropped you on the bed before performing a frog splash to land on top of you. “I have other things in mind.”

~*~

The kitchen was buzzing with life as you and Shangqi made your way to it. You could smell a fresh pot of coffee which had you humming with delight as you bumped your hit against Shangqi’s. He wrapped an arm around your waist as the two of you entered the kitchen to see the breakfast spread laid out, courtesy of Sam wearing a ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron and smacking Bucky’s hand away from the bacon.

“Oh, look who joined us,” Bucky quipped as he caught the two of you while he stole a slice of bacon anyway. “You two have fun this morning?”

“What do you mean?” Shangqi asked.

Bucky glanced down at Katy who grinned widely. She set down her coffee cup and grabbed Bucky’s shoulder dramatically as she said in a high-pitched, breathy cry, “Fuck, just like that!”

“Gonna make you feel me all day,” Bucky replied to Katy as he tried to imitate Shangqi. The two of them burst out laughing and your face paled while Shangqi’s turned red.

“I—“he cleared his throat. “Well, uh.”

“We know, we know, you were just making sure Steve knew whose room she was in last night,” Sam joked.

Steve glared at him, “Really, Sam?”

“Take a joke, Cap. I’m just playing,” Sam said.

“How did you hear us?” You asked. “I thought I— I really tried to make sure we wouldn’t have the great Thor-fest of 2013.”

Shangqi stared at you while Katy blinked.

“Dude. There was a Thor-fest of fucking and he didn’t break a building? I’m disappointed,” Katy sighed.

“It was the tower. It echoed everywhere. We, I — I knew too much about Jane after that.” Bruce sighed. “But I didn’t hear you two this morning….if that helps.”

“I didn’t either. Bucky told me.” Katy said.

You looked to Bucky who shrugged, “Yeah, I took the room next to your boy toy’s. What a mistake.”

“But, but —“

He cut you off, “Enhanced hearing. I’m sure Steve enjoyed the show too, as much as I enjoyed retelling it.”

You glared at Bucky who smiled sweetly down at you.

“This is for the Bucky Bears, isn’t it?”

He patted the top of your head, “You know it, Starkypants.”

Bruce passed Shangqi a plate of food for each of you, which the young man quickly thanked him for. Just as he was about to pour coffee for the two of you, he caught Steve turning around and holding a mug out in front of you.

“Coffee, doll. Just the way you like it,” He said as he offered it to you while staring directly at your boyfriend. “I never forgot.”

“Oh, how nice,” You took the cup and immediately fumbled, the hot beverage splashing over Steve’s stomach and legs as he gritted his teeth and rode out the feeling of the burning liquid. “Oops! Wow. Golly. What a mistake.”

Shangqi couldn’t have possibly felt more proud. He beamed brightly at Steve while the man reached over to grab paper towels to clean himself off.

“Oh, is this how we’re starting this?” Sam sighed. “Guys. Can we make it not a torture this week?”

“Blame Steve. He started it,” You said quickly as Shangqi handed you a cup.

“Just the way you like it,” he winked at you.

You smirked, “Love you.”

“Love you too, babe.”

“I’m going to be sick, I think, “Bucky muttered as he looked between the two of you. “Absolutely disgusting. Horrific, even.”

Katy nodded in agreement, “It is really terrible to see two people be so happy together. I hate it. Really makes me want to just ruin it. Like an evil villain in a shitty movie,” Katy leaned across the counter when she said her last sentence so she could glare at Steve.

Steve sighed, “Yes, yes, message received, Katy.”

“Great,” Katy beamed. “You’re still super pretty and hot, though. Never forget that.”

“Gee, thank you.”

“Any time, old Cap,” Katy looked to her best friends. “So a week together in a superhero compound. What are we to do?”

Shangqi looked to you. You shrugged a shoulder as you looked at both of them, “I guess we can do whatever you want?”

“Well,” Bruce cleared his throat before chiming in. “We could actually run some training for both of them. Get a head start on —“

Everyone booed Bruce. He rolled his eyes with a smile on his face, “Come on, guys.”

“Yeah, yeah, be nice to Bruce,” you said. “He’s right, though. Might as well see what we can do while we’re here to be productive, but not for long. I had a very busy week with Morgan. I wouldn’t mind some rest and relaxation.”

“And we can’t work this week,” Katy grinned and high-fived Shangqi.

“I hope you’re gonna do some baking, then,” Bucky told you. “Or cooking. Anything with food, really.”

“Oh my god. You are not a starving man. Why are you like this?” You laughed.

Bucky scoffed and had both of his hands aimed at his chest as he spoke, “Bucky likes food! That’s all I’m asking for here! Not like Sam—“

“Buck—“

“Sam wants to ask you for an upgrade since you’re here and there’s a lab.”

You sighed heavily and looked to Sam, “Are you serious?”

“I mean, you know, you’re already here…” he trailed off and looked to you hopefully. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest. “Please?”

“Go for it,” Shangqi nudged your side.

“Don’t encourage him.”

He laughed, “No, no, it’ll work out fine. Katy and I can get the full tour, check out the training facility. You can fix up Sam’s suit.”

“Yeah, and we even got two Caps here to teach the young ones,” Sam said, nudging Steve with his elbow. “And we’ll be professional, right, Steve?”

Steve sighed and nodded, “Yes, Sam” —

“I won’t be.” Bucky said plainly. “No. I’m going to be super mean. I might even torture you.”

“Hot,” Katy blurted out, chin resting on her hands as she leaned against the counter. “Super soldier torture? Sign me up.”

Bucky stared down at her, “Katy, you scare me. Never change.”

“I don’t plan on it, Bucky Bear.”

“Forget it. I hate you.”

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Rip in the Multiverse

A/N: This takes place late in this series of one-shots. AFTER the wedding which I have yet to write.

Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse! Feedback, as awlays, extremely appreciated and desired.

TAG LIST NOTES: I have no idea how to efficiently make a tag lists and am lazy as shit, so I would recommend post notifications just bc i’m, well,…tired lazy person

Pairings/Characters: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, mentions: Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Katy Chen, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: violence, fighting ,swears, angsty??

Summary: It started out as a casual day, and Stephen Strange and Peter Parker went and ruined everything.

WC: 3,170

This was not supposed to happen like this. It was supposed to be a casual day in the city. You were back in New York for a quick work trip. You were settling some business for Stark Industries, picked up your new suit, just in case of a fight, and, more importantly, you were hanging out in the city with Katy and Shangqi. Every single time you guys came to New York, you never went to just have fun in the city, so now you were going to.

You had just finished a late meeting. It was dark out now, and you were on your way to meet Shangqi and Katy for dinner, which you were late to, of course. They had already left a video message on how they had to start without you because they were starving, and they showed how they ordered drinks and appetizers for the table while begging for you to show up. It put a smile on your face, and you couldn’t help but laugh as you thought about what waited for you at the restaurant.

While you were sitting in traffic, you leaned against the window and sang along to your music. Nothing else mattered unless it was the car in front of you moving, and right now, nothing was moving. Groaning, you banged your head on the steering wheel before sitting up and sighing. Everything came to a standstill, and upon peering through your windshield, you realized that traffic was not moving for miles ahead of you, and there were strange colors in the sky. In fact, it almost looked like the sky was being ripped apart.

“Oh, shit,” you muttered and dug around your glove compartment. Grabbing an earpiece, you put it in your right ear. “Wednesday? What’s going on.”

“I’ve detected anomalies in the fabric of space and time,” she explained.

You nodded, “Is this a Doctor Strange thing?”

“Boss, it seems like this is going to be an everyone problem. I’m detecting lifeforms entering through the ripples in the sky. I can’t get in contact with Doctor Strange.”

“Shit,” you swore under you breath. “Fuck it. You know what? I’ll say it. Avengers Assemble.”

There was a pause, “Does that mean you’d like me to contact everyone?”

“Yes, Wednesday, get every single person here! Contact Wong, see if he can make portals. Do anything and everything we can. Geez, Steve says Assemble and you go on autopilot but when I do it you hesitate? The nerve.”

“Boss, you’ve overused the term and have said it just to get ice cream. I had to ask.”

“Rude,” you muttered. “Contact Shangqi and Katy — shit, they must know what’s happening. Tell them I’m on the way.”

You shed your jacket and tossed it in the backseat. After rolling up the sleeve of your blouse, you looked down at the watch you had clearly stolen from your father and worked on tirelessly to fit your needs. You tapped the face of the watch three times and sat still as a suit of nanotechnology enveloped you. It wasn’t an Iron Man suit, not by a long-shot, but it was your old suit with a bit of a design upgrade.

Exiting the car, you shut the door, locked it behind you, then took a deep breath. As you were about to leap into action, you nodded to yourself and ran into the nearest corner store and grabbed a protein bar. You went to pay, realized you had no cash on you in this suit, had to run back to your car to get cash, run back into the store, pay, inhale the bar, and then leap towards the chaos.

Finally someone was able to relay some information to you. Karen was able to send a message from Peter to Wednesday who was able to tell you a brief version of what was going on. In short, Stephen Strange and Peter Parker had fucked up.

You met up with Shangqi and Katy by landing with a mighty thud behind them. Shangqi had his rings, and Katy was equipped with a bow and arrow set she had looted from a nearby sporting goods store. You looked to the two of them and exhaled deeply.

“Wow, you look fucking hot,” Katy blurted out. “You should honestly go back to being a full-time Avenger because. God, wow, what a look.”

“I agree. Please, please wear that more often,” Shangqi nodded as he stared hard at you.

“Thanks, guys,” you laughed. “Well, welcome to the shit show,” you exhaled slowly and looked around quickly. “Katy, you’re not going to be good here.”

“Hey! I’m plenty capable and — “

“I’d never mean it that way,” you said quickly as you looked around. “You need a vantage point. You’ve only got a set amount of arrows, too. Okay. Here,” you opened your palm and gave them each an earpiece. “It’s already set to the channel we need, it’s 3, always 3. Katy, I want you up in that building, that window, right there,” you pointed. “Can you do that?”

Katy nodded, “Yeah, yeah. I can do that.”

“Good. We’re going to get you there. When we do, you’ll stay there. Give us aerial support. Clint’s in town taking care of some shit so he’ll be here too. I’m sending him to you.”

Katy nodded quickly, “Tell him to bring extra arrows.”

“Oh, he never remembers that. Okay. Shangqi, ready?”

He nodded, “Let’s go.”

You and Shangqi fought to get Katy to her designated location. He was using his rings far more than usual, just because these were giant aliens with armor and guns he’d never seen before in his life. You were using your powers to blast holes into their bodies, disintegrate their weapons, or knock them back. Katy was shooting off her arrows as well, and each time an enemy fell, she scooped up her arrow and tucked it into her, also stolen, quiver.

You reached the building. Katy held onto your shoulders as you launched into the air. You both went tumbling through the glass window of the building. Dusting yourselves off, you looked each other over to make sure the other was okay. When she was all set up, you leapt back out the window and landed next to Shangqi who was looking ahead of you.

The world was splitting. The multiverse was exploding all around you. Chitauri aliens you had defeated in 2012 were suddenly energy through ripples in the fabric of time, along with various other monsters and other people you’ve never seen before or you’d already defeated.

You looked to your left and saw Shangqi using the back of his hand to wipe the blood dripping down his brow. He looked to you after seeing the horde ahead of the both of you.

“Ready?” He asked you as the rings glowed on his arms.

You nodded quickly, “We don’t separate. We move forward, but we’re not letting them get past this point.”

He nodded back just as quickly, “And I’ve got a Snickers bar somewhere in my pocket if you need your energy back.”

You snorted at him, “Gee, thank you.”

“What? I can’t have you fainting on me at a time like this.”

Rolling your eyes, they began to glow a beautiful, bright golden color as you raised your hands ahead of you. “I appreciate the honesty.”

The two of you charged. Shangqi launched himself into the air while you sent your hands forward, your powers knocking down dozens upon dozens of aliens, if they didn’t turn to dust or drop dead from your powers. When Shangqi landed, he used the rings as whips extending from both of his arms to knock them back. The two of you were creating a pathway to connect with the rest of your team as they entered the fray, all while trying to get this under control.

Exhausted, you slumped against a lamp pole as Shangqi skidded to a stop next to you. He took a deep breath and reached out to hold your hand, muttering that you two were almost there. Just as he said it, four massive Chitauri dripped from the sky and landed in front of you, guns ready to blast you both to smithereens. Both of you held your hands out, prepared to stop whatever came at you, but nothing ever did.

You heard a familiar whir that made your heart stop. You gasped when you heard the noise, and when you saw a red and gold suit drop in front of you, you thought you were dead. Arms reached out to cover the both of you, and rockets launched from the back of the suit. When they were dead, you all stood up, and you stared at this Iron Man suit wondering who had the nerve to steal something that belonged to your father.

Whoever was in the suit was staring at you. They barely looked at Shangqi when asking if they were all right, but when looking to you, this person froze and stared at you for a moment.

You heard the mask open up and you stared into the face of your father. His eyes were red and overflowing with tears as he stared at you in shock.

“You’re alive,” he croaked.

You couldn’t believe it. Your dad was standing in front of you. Tony Stark, flesh and blood in his suit like so many times before. His breathing was heavy as he stared at you, and you felt like your legs were turning into jelly. It was hard to stand, but thankfully you were already leaning on the pole. You felt like you could faint at any moment. You were frozen in place as Tony’s hand reached towards you, the thumb of his suit running down your cheek.

“You’re alive,” he laughed in disbelief. “You’re alive. You’re alive! You’re alive!”

All you saw was a blur before you felt yourself be lifted in the air. You glanced back and noticed his suit was totally open and he was no longer in it. Glancing down, you realized Tony had lifted you in the air and was hugging you.

“My darling little girl,” Tony muttered into your hair as he hugged you. He sucked in a deep breath as his hand cradled the back of your head, “God, I missed you.”

You were speechless. Your dad was holding you again, something you had craved for so long and never thought you’d experience ever again. A cry escaped you as you finally lifted your arms to return the hug, a gesture that made Tony silently cry into your neck. But as you were hugging him, something was running through your mind on repeat.

You’re alive.

“What, what do you mean I’m alive?” you asked quietly.

Tony pulled away from you, unsure of what to say. He avoided your question and looked to Shangqi. He suddenly straightened up, his body on high alert as he studied him. “What are you doing with Kid Mandarin, here?”

“My husband?” You asked, sniffling and wiping your tears, “We’re kind of killing aliens.”

“Husband?” Tony was in disbelief. “What happened to Steve?”

“Oh, here we go,” Shangqi muttered under his breath.

“Long story — Why did you call him Kid Mandarin?”

Tony stared at you like you were insane, “He’s the leader of the Ten Rings. You know this, right?”

“Not here he isn’t…” you trailed off.

“Honey,” Shangqi said quietly, “You did say it was the multiverse. I mean, he’s….well, he’s not your Tony. Do you get what I’m saying?”

You did. You did. You knew it. But you didn’t want to believe it. You just nodded your head, stood tall and looked at your father.

“There’s a lot going on right now, but we can’t focus on us, as much as I want to. Get in your suit. We’re trying to get to the statue of liberty.”

Tony couldn’t help but smile at how you were taking charge, “Okay, cupcake. I clocked Legolas and Kid Mandarin’s sidekick, Mini Nectarine a few blocks back.”

“Jesus, that’s not even funny that’s lazy fruit naming.”

“Anyway, I can give them a lift. We’ll do a loop around, meet everyone there.”

“Okay,” you nodded. “Be careful, please.”

“You too,” he nodded and stepped back into his suit. Before taking off, he locked eyes with Shangqi, “No funny business, Tangerine.”

Shangqi pursed his lips as your father took off, “So that happened.”

“I genuinely cannot even begin to address that right now,” you said.

“Yeah, I figured.”

“I need that Snickers bar right now, please.”

Shangqi nodded and handed you the candy bar. He stood beside you as you ripped it out of the wrapping and ate it in three bites. When you were ready, he nodded, and the two of you took off once again to your destination.

On your way there you came across a mammoth of a monster. It was double the size of the Hulk and looked intimidating beyond belief, but you, you were impatient and wanted nothing more than to get to the bottom of this.

Glaring at this creature, you raised your hand and did a move you had only done to Steve once before, but it was so much harder to do this time around. Your outstretched hand clenched into a fist and you patiently stood there, glaring at this creature as you made its heart stop beating and watched the light fade from its eyes. He collapsed in a heap on the ground, blood seeping from all of his orifices while Shangqi stared at you. He frowned seeing a hint of blood drip from your nose.

“You can’t do anymore right now,” He said quickly. “That was too much for you. Calm down.”

“We gotta get to the statute,” you said quickly. “At least it looks like they’ve stopped coming in. Come on, we have to do this.”

“Fine, but we’re stealing a boat —“

“I can do it,” you said quickly.

You two reached the dock and looked in the distance at the statute. You looked to Shangqi who nodded to you and held on to your shoulder and forearm. Crouching down, you launched yourself into the air. Three times your feet barely skimmed the water before you launched off again. On your final landing, you just barely made it to the edge of the park. You collapsed on the ground with your nose bleeding, and Shangqi quickly crouched down to you.

“So stubborn. I told you we had to steal a boat,” he sighed as he helped you to sit up.

You shrugged, “I’m impatient.”

“Oh, trust me. I’m aware,” he muttered and looked around. “Okay. Easy, babe. I’ve got you.”

You both finally reached the welcome wagon. Bucky, Steve, and Sam were staring at a man on fire who suddenly was no longer on fire and looked alarmingly just like Steve. Peter was flanked by not one, but two other Spider-Man’s and what looked to be a girl in a spider suit that was white and pink and black with turquoise. You were so confused. There was a man built like an orange stack of rocks, a beautiful blonde woman, and another brunette man with streaks of grey on his temples.

Then there was the Black woman with stunning white hair, a man in a wheelchair, another with claws coming out of his hands, and what looked like a giant blue beast.

Then you saw her. Natasha Romanoff stood among everyone, and you knew immediately this wasn’t your Natasha. Her hair was short like you remembered, but it was back to being red. Her armor was unlike anything you’d seen her wear before. It looked apocalyptic. She looked tired. There was a sadness to her eyes that you’d never seen before.

Everything was so, so quiet, until you heard the whir of your father’s suit. Then suddenly, a gasp.

“Natasha?” Clint breathed when he stepped away from Tony and saw her.

Natasha turned her head. She looked to Clint and smiled softly, “Hey, stranger.”

It was rare to see Clint emotional. He was always so stoic. But that man collapsed to his knees right where he stood, sobs prompting his body to shake as he fell to the ground. Natasha holstered her weapons and quickly made her way over to Clint. He shook his head in disbelief, repeating over and over again that she wasn’t real.

Natasha rested her hand on his shoulder which prompted him to look up at her. When she touched his cheek, he reached out to touch hers. His thumb caressed her cheek, her lips, then he pulled away as he sobbed and Natasha wrapped her arms around him to hold him tightly to her.

Katy made her way over to the two of you. You were now leaning against Shangqi, who hugged Katy tightly and muttered that he was glad she was okay. Your attention was elsewhere, and Katy understood why. She said nothing as she watched you.

You were staring at your father. Tony looked around at this group of people, most of which felt like they were seeing yet another ghost. Tony’s head stopped as he spotted Steve. Quickly rushing over, he pulled Steve in for a hug that surprised everyone around.

“It’s good to see you, Cap,” Tony said. “I’ve missed my friend.”

Steve stuttered as he returned the hug, “I—yeah, Tony. It’s good to see you too.”

Tony pulled away and kept a hand on his shoulder, “Now, where’s my little girl?”

Steve glanced at Bucky and Sam who reached bowed their heads and took one step away from that shit show. Steve pointed across the way to you. Tony turned around and started to walk towards you. He left his suit behind as he stood in front of you, hands on your shoulders as he gave you a long, thoughtful look.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” Tony said softly. “I should’ve told you this before, and I never got the chance. You, Y/N, you are my first greatest creation.”

And just like that, you shook the park that the Statue of Liberty was on so violently that the torch fell clean off of her. Tony pursed his lips and studied you. Since you had seen him, you were sad. Your eyes were full of tears, and you stared at him like you’d never seen him before.

After a moment, it clicked for him. He took a deep breath and nodded to himself, “I’m the one that died here, aren’t I?”

Tears fell as you nodded quickly, unable to form any words at the moment.

“That’s how it should’ve been,” He nodded and pulled you in for a tight hug.

That phrase from earlier, you’re alive, kept replaying in your head. Sniffling, you clutched onto him tightly as your eyes darted back and forth as you processed this.

“Wait,” you said. “I—I’m the one that died?”

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Double Take

A/N: For everyone waiting for Dark!Shangqi and Y/N Stark to meet. It’s here.

Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse! Feedback, as awlays, extremely appreciated and desired.

TAG LIST: I do not.

Pairings/Characters: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader/ Dark!Shang-Chi x Reader

Warnings: Flirting, talk about sex, fighting, violence

Summary: You decide to take a break, but trouble just always seems to find Y/N Stark with a special visit through the Multiverse.

WC: 2,756

You needed a break. Between learning that the Multiverse really existed, to Tony and Natasha coming back into your life, you were done. Well, maybe done wasn’t the right way to classify it. But this was stressful, as was hiding all of these new, well, people in this world. They couldn’t be sent back, not yet. Strange was working on it. However, from what you knew, Natasha had nothing to even go back to. It was a world where she was the only one.

And your father? Well, he’d be going back to a world without you, where the grief and the stress took Pepper and their unborn daughter. Tony felt like he had nothing to go back to as well. They wanted to stay, that much was clear, and no one was quite sure how to deal with this.

But, people would find out, eventually, and you figured, even though you hated him, this was a good way to cover for Steve as well so he didn’t spend more of his life in hiding, even if you had enjoyed him suffering a little more.

To get away from all of that, Shangqi suggested you both went away for a little bit. You agreed fairly quickly. It was going to be just the two of you. No Katy, no Bucky or Sam joining in and turning your vacation into a mission, it was just going to be the two of you away together, and your destination of choice?

“I can’t believe I’m in London,” Shangqi laughed. “It really is super rainy out here, though. Is that why you picked it? Want to live out some emo fantasy?”

You snorted, “No, I just wanted an excuse to keep you under the covers.”

Shangqi laughed. He reached across the table and took your hand in his. He brought it up to his mouth to bite your knuckles playfully before kissing them, “Honey, please. I’m more than just a sex tool for you.”

“Are we sure about that?” You teased. “I mean. It’s not a bad tool, ya know. Some men would love for me to use them.”

“Well you can go find some of those men then, those men who just want to be nothing more than an object for you.”

“Well, if you insist — “

“No, no, I’m kidding. Use me all you want,” He laughed and pulled your chair closer to him. “I’m all yours, babe.”

You grinned and leaned over to kiss him. Shangqi smiled softly, closed his eyes, and held your chin as his lips gingerly pressed against yours. The two of you took a leisurely time in finishing your coffee before heading out on more adventures together. You both went on a Jack the Ripper tour, which made Katy infuriatingly jealous when you sent her pictures about it.

However, you both had different interests. You wanted to go to the Natural History Museum, but Shangqi was interested in seeing a football game that day. Chelsea was playing that afternoon. You really didn’t want to, you knew you’d be bored, but he seemed like he really wanted to go. Plus, you knew he’d be bored to death at the museum.

“You go,” you told him. “Go see the game. I’ll go to the museum. Why don’t we meet up again later tonight for dinner? We can meet at 8, gives us time to do some other things the other might not be interested in. I’ll text you some restaurants and you can tell me which one you want to go to.”

Shangqi sighed happily as he grabbed your hands and held them against his chest, “How did I get the coolest wife ever?”

“Eh, you’re cute,” you teased. “Also, what makes you think I’m not just tired of you?”

He gasped, “Baby. You trying to get rid of me already?”

“Nah,” you kissed him on the lips. “But we can do our own things. I still got the whole rest of the week with you, and we’ve got a few other countries to go to. Enjoy the game, babe.”

He sighed happily, cupped your face, and pressed a tantalizingly long kiss on your lips. He pulled away soundly, kissed your forehead, and happily ran off in another direction towards the stadium. You shook your head and went off to find a cab to take you to the museum.

~*~

There was something so nice about being a Stark sometimes. Well, often you had a lot of attention on you that you didn’t like to deal with, and you pawned it off on your dad every single time. However, when it came to finding the best places to eat? You didn’t care. You threw that Stark name out there if it meant you were going to get a seat at an amazing restaurant. Sometimes it worked in your favor and you were amazed. Other times, they served a soup spoon’s worth of food as an entree and you left feeling incredibly hangry.

For now, you were at the restaurant you had settled on with Shangqi. You had gotten there first. You were on the bottom level of the restaurant. It was dark, secluded, dimly lit by candles. It was definitely for their wealthier clientele given all the privacy that was available. Quite frankly, you just really, really liked how it looked.

As you were perusing the wine list, you noticed someone heading towards you. You glanced up and saw your husband heading towards you with a purposeful stride. He wore an all black suit, the top two buttons undone, his hair combed and polished, different than how he had looked, all disheveled and giddy earlier that morning.

“You look amazing,” you blurted out as you stared at him. “I—I didn’t even realized you had packed that suit.”

“I’ve got to surprise you somehow, don’t I?” He smirked as he hovered over you, eyes slowly scanning you from head to toe. “You look absolutely ravishing.”

You turned bright red under his gaze in the restaurant. Your eyes followed him as he took the seat across from you, his eyes still glued on you almost like he’d never seen you before. “That’s a new dress, isn’t it? You weren’t wearing that this morning.”

“Yeah, I, I uh, I saw it in a shop. Decided to get it on a whim.”

“Good. You look like a goddess,” he replied as he leaned forward and stared at you. “You deserve to get whatever you want.”

You laughed a little and pushed your hair behind your ear, “Did you get hit in the head with a soccer ball at that game today, Shangqi? You’re smoother than usual.”

He paused for a moment to study you almost like he was trying to pick the perfect thing next to say. “I clearly don’t worship you as much as I should. I’m trying to play catch up. How am I doing so far?”

“I’m not complaining,” you giggled and noticed the sommelier approach. “Oh, I was looking at the wine list. I was thinking — “

“I’ve got it,” he raised is hand slightly to you to signal he had this covered. You leaned back and watched him as he ordered the exact wine you had wanted. You were impressed. You raised an eyebrow, and he noticed this. “I browsed the wine list online on my way here. I had a feeling.”

“Wow. Put on a full suit, picked out the wine. You’re extra smooth tonight, Shangqi.”

“Yes, is it working?”

You hummed, “It’s something.”

He smirked at you, and you felt like he was piercing your soul. You were putty in his hands. Shangqi could have his smooth moments. Especially when you both were undercover in Maripoor. He has it in him to be more suave and dark and seductive, you knew that, you just didn’t expect it to be happening right now.

You also didn’t expect him to maintain eye contact with you as he drank his wine. He stared at you like you were ice water in a desert. His tongue ran across his bottom lip, and his eyes flickered down to gaze at your body once more before he decided to be even more bold. He stood up from his seat and went over to your side. You were both sitting in a small, intimate booth, and he moved you over to sit next to you and wrap an arm around you.

“What are you doing?” You asked as his fingertips played with the ends of your hair.

“I can’t get enough of you, baby,” Shangqi remarked as he studied you. “I’m a lucky man, aren’t I?”

“I’d say so.”

“I know so,” his hand gingerly held your chin and turned your face so you were looking up at him, “You’re the smartest woman I know. You are so strong. You are stronger than anyone around. You’re a goddess, my love. All that power, that intelligence. You are ethereal, and you could have men kneeling at your feet at your every whim.”

Red in the face, you chewed on your lip and leaned back slightly, “You saying you’d get on your knees for me, Shangqi?”

He leaned in close, his lips ghosting over yours, “Say the word and I’ll show you how much I mean it.”

“Yeah? Right here, right now?” You snorted.

His other hand landed on your knee and started to slowly creep up your thigh, “Do you want to find out?”

Your eyes widened, “I believe you. Wow. No need for us to get arrested for public indecency.”

“But what a story it would be, wouldn’t it? These people would be so lucky for a show like that.”

That was off-brand, even for your goofy, horny husband. You brow furrowed slightly as you studied him. Your hand rested on his chest, and unbeknownst to you, he knew you were trying to monitor his heartbeat while you spoke to him, likely about to question him.

“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?” You asked.

“When I’m with you, I feel amazing,” He replied.

His heart rate was perfectly fine. He wasn’t lying, but something seemed off. Before you could ask him another question, you could hear shouting. You leaned over to your side to see who was rushing towards you with waiters following him, while Shangqi rolled his eyes and slowly turned around.

In front of you, you saw Shangqi. Again. He was wearing what he wore earlier, minus his wedding ring. His hair was disheveled, he looked like he’d been dragged through dirt. His sleeves were rolled up, rings on his arms, and he looked furious.

“Get the fuck away from my wife,” he seethed as he glared at the man sitting beside you.

Your eyes flickered back and forth between the two men quickly. It was almost like a little timer went off in your head. Your eyes widened and you swore loudly as you went to stand up. The Shangqi next to you, however, quickly pulled you down and kept you beside him.

“You don’t deserve her. You poor, pathetic excuse for, well, me,” he laughed. “Just like Captain Rogers, you are nowhere near good enough for her. I’m doing you a favor, Shaun. Move along. Let a real man take it from here.”

Shangqi was huffing and puffing, “That’s not my name.”

“No?” He raised an eyebrow, “It was my understanding that in this world you left that namesake behind and adopted a new identity. Isn’t that right, Shaun? You’re no leader. You’re no man. You don’t deserve Y/N Stark, but I do.”

“Ohhhh fuck….” you mumbled to yourself as your dad’s words came flooding into your brain. Once again you tried to pull yourself away from this other Shangqi, but his grip on you was tight. Huffing, you put a little more force into your shoving, and you knocked him clear out of the booth before sliding out and preparing yourself for a fight.

“She doesn’t want you.” Shangqi said. “All of this bullshit? She doesn’t like that. She doesn’t need a guy like you in her life.”

“No?” This other version of Shangqi laughed and leaned against the wall ever so casually. “Let’s check that seat then, see how wet I got her while you were all tied up.”

Your husband lost his mind. He shot his rings at this darker version of himself, who easily side stepped them with a maniacal laugh. “Is that all you’ve got? Fine, I’ll play. I’ll even make it easier for you.”

He opened his black suit jacket and revealed the rings hidden carefully in the lining of the jacket. The rings floated out and surrounded him in a dark glow. He rolled up his sleeves and stared at Shangqi as the rings circled him.

“I’ll take two away.”

Suddenly two of the rings shot towards you in the time it took you to just blink. The bands slipped onto your wrists as you were trying to force them away. With a flick of his wrist, the new Shangqi had you pinned against the wall with your wrists over your head.

“Sorry, my love. I don’t want you to get caught in the crossfire.” He spared a glance in your directions, shamelessly admiring you from head to toe, “But at least you look so good like that, just for me.”

“Son of a bitch,” your husband ran at him. Charging, he threw an absolute flurry of fists at this man, who met each and every attack of his. The two were painfully evenly matched, because they were quite literally fighting themselves.

In the meantime, you were focusing your power on the rings. You needed to get them off of you and free yourself without bringing the entire place down. Fueled by only a glass of wine and some bread, you shut your eyes, took a deep breath, and managed to launched the rings off of your wrists and send them through the ceiling.

Oops.

You fell down on one bended knee. You looked up and could see both men stuck in a stalemate with one another. As your husband had his copycat in a hold so he could rip his wedding band off of him and take it back, the other Shangqi hit your husband with a cheap blow between the legs and seemed very intent on using the rings to smash his head in. You quickly ran in front of him, held up your hands, and managed to stop the rings midair. Now the two of you were in a stalemate, and you couldn’t miss how this man’s eyes lit up.

“See? You are a god. That man is no true holder of the rings. That boy is beneath you, love. I’m what you truly need.”

You tilted your head to the side as you stared at him, “You will never be my husband.”

“You’ll see.” Shangqi shot you a devilish wink before using the rings to break through the ceiling and launch himself out of there. You considered chasing after him, but you turned around and knelt down in front of your husband.

“I can’t believe I kicked myself in the balls,” your husband groaned as you helped him sit up. “Fuck. Baby, are you okay?”

“Are you?” You asked quickly as your hand rested against his cheek. “I’m so, so sorry honey. I didn’t know. I mean, I suspected right when you got here — I mean — I — it was like Madripoor.”

Shangqi sighed dramatically, “I knew you liked that suit, and you said you didn’t,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes. “I’m sorry. Can you forgive me?”

He thought about it, “Is it cheating if it’s an alternate version of me?”

“Can we say it’s not because it was an accident and I love you?” You squeaked.

“I’ll let it slide,” he replied as he rubbed the back of his head. “Goddess, huh? So that’s your thing too? Got a little praise kink going that I don’t know about?”

You smacked his arm, “Are you okay?”

“Head hurts. He took me by surprise, but I’ll be fine.”

“Come on,” you helped him to stand up and gently caressed the back of his head. “Let’s get you back to the hotel. I’ll take care of you.”

“I kind of feel like you should after this whole thing. I might be traumatized, babe. You were stepping out on me with me. That can mess with a man.”

You sighed and shook your head, “Never change, Shangqi.”

#shang-chi x reader #shangqi x reader #shang-chi x stark!reader #shang chi x reader #shang chi x stark! reader #dark!shang-chi x reader #dark!shang-chi x stark!reader #stark!reader #stark!readerverse #crazycookiecrumbles

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crazycookiecrumbles · 3 years ago

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A Best Friend’s Return

A/N: UHHHHH. Okay. So this is in my Stark!ReaderVerse, and it comes after the Prequel series (The Beginnings). Feedback? Cool, thanks.

TAG LIST NOTES: I have no idea how to efficiently make a tag lists and am lazy as shit, so I would recommend post notifications just bc i’m, well,...tired lazy person

Direct Part 2 of: A Terrible Return

Pairing: Shang-Chi x Stark!Reader, Platonic!Bucky x Stark!Reader, Steve Rogers x Stark!Reader, Platonic!Clint x Reader

Warnings: swearing, swearing, angsty chats, fluff?

Summary: After the that explosive discussion with Steve, you feel incredibly lost and confused.

Sam shook his head. He glanced over to Bruce who was silently expressing his disappointment as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and exhaled slowly.

“That was not the way to go about this at all,” Bruce said out loud. “You guys shouldn’t have ambushed her.”

“She’d never have agreed to sit down with him, we needed to surprise her with this. I just didn’t think you were going to come out here confessing your love for her again, Steve, I thought you were just going to apologize and admit you’re an idiot.”

Steve shook his head, “No, I don’t want to hold my tongue with her. I just didn’t expect her to show up with a boyfriend. Are they serious?”

Bruce pursed his lips and shrugged, “We don’t really talk as much unless it’s about rebuilding.”

Sam, however, nodded, “Yeah, they are. I’ve seen them together. It’s serious, and he’s really, really devoted to her.”

Steve hummed, “But is she devoted to him?”

“Dude —“

“I’m just asking.”

Sam sighed, “Yeah, she is, man. Honestly, they’re a good fit. He’s helped her deal with a lot, deal with you.”

Steve sighed, “I get it. You’re mad at me —“

“Look, you made your choices, man, but the way you did it? I don’t agree with it. Regardless, it’s done. What’s done is done and it looks like she’s done with you. Springing that on her like that was messed up, and you know it, because I know you’re well aware of how your ex-wife is.”

Steve cringed at the word ‘ex-wife’, and it made him feel the guilt he’d been trying to repress for decades. Obviously, this was all his choice. He decided to do it. He decided to go back in time and live out his life with another woman because he just needed to know. Peggy was his biggest ‘what if.’ He spent five years without (Y/N) and he made himself move on. He forced himself to repress those feelings and move on, because there was no way to go back. You were gone.

And then suddenly you were back, just like that. You were back, but at the same time he had the chance to go back, to see her, to know what if. For a man who always feared how he didn’t belong, he finally had the chance to go back and live the life he thought he was supposed to, and he lived it until its completion.

And, yet, there was still an empty feeling inside, because the life he had always wanted: a home, a loving wife, domestic bliss without alien invasions or wearing the suit and being a symbol for the world. He just had the chance to be Steve, and he thought he wanted it. He did. He does, but he realized at the end of it all that empty, dark feeling inside of him was because he lived with a mistake for decades, and that mistake was thinking he could live that life with anyone else but you.

“I love her, Sam,” Steve said quietly. “If there’s a chance to get her back, I have to try.”

~*~

Outside, Shangqi was looking around frantically. There was no sight of you. He couldn’t even find footsteps of you. He felt a panicked feeling in his chest as he wondered where you could’ve gone so quickly. He took his phone out of his pocket and started to call your phone and realized that there was no way you’d answer at a time like this. He knew you were upset, and he was realizing very quickly you were doing that thing the Starks liked to do: run from their feelings.

You just happened to be very literal with it.

He placed another phone call as he started to walk around the new compound for any sort of clue. After three rings someone answered the call and he shut his eyes in relief.

“Hey! You guys miss your flight or something?” Katy’s voice asked. “Tell me you did and that you’re now going to go pick up New York pizza and bring it back — wait, how can you miss a flight on a private jet —“

“Katy,” Shangqi said quietly.

Katy’s eyes widened. She shoved her brother away from her by grabbing his face and throwing him on the sofa. She raced to her room and slammed the door shut, locked it, and sat on her bed as she put it on speaker and she started packing a bag.

“What happened? Are you hurt? Is (Y/N) hurt? Give me the word I will be there right now.”

“I—I—no—I don’t know where to begin. I don’t even know if I can say this on the phone?” Shangqi laughed and ran his hand through his hair. “Katy —“

“Spit it out, asshole!”

“Her ex is back,” Shangqi explained. “He’s back. He’s not old or anything. He’s….he’s the same as he was when he left.”

Katy’s jaw fell open, “Hold on.” Katy crossed her legs on the bed and covered her mouth for a moment, “The ex. The ex-husband?”

“That’s the one.”

“The iconic one?”

“Yes.”

“America’s—“

“Katy,” he groaned.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry,” Katy stared ahead of her at the wall, “Holy shit. How? Okay. Tell me later. Wait, no, tell me that now. No—just—are you okay? Is she okay?”

Shangqi laughed, “He’s the definition of a perfect man who wants her back. I feel great.” His bitter laughed continued again as he walked the compound, “She stepped out for a breath. She kind of almost threw Bucky out a window. Now I can’t find her. I can’t find Bucky. His bike is gone. There’s no trail — I don’t know what to do.”

“You’re not thinking clearly,” Katy said knowingly. “She’s definitely gone. She’s a runner, she ran somewhere, but she probably didn’t run. She probably used her powers, which is unfair, because I never get to see her be badass in person. Which is bullshit.”

Shangqi swore, “You’re right. She would do that.”

“Yeah. Maybe she kidnapped Bucky? Or he went on his bike after her?”

“I doubt it. I didn’t even hear the bike or see the trail — shit,” Shangqi stopped walking when he saw a body laying underneath a bike several yards away. “I think I found him. I don’t think he’s dead — but she definitely did something.”

Katy whistled, “Damn. She is not doing well. Keep me updated, okay? Should I come over? I can get on a flight. I remember where the compound is.”

“I don’t want to burden you with this. It’s not about me anyway, it’s —“

“Hey,” Katy said quickly. “You’re my best friend. You’re surrounded by her people. I know she’s your girlfriend, and that’s her ex, but this affects you too. Sam and Bucky like you too, but we’re still the new kids on the block. I’m coming down. Okay? I’m here for you — both of you.”

Shangqi nodded as he started walking towards what he assumed was Bucky, “Thank you, Katy.”

“Absolutely,” Katy said. “I also want to see what that guy looks like in person. See you in a few hours!”

Shangqi shook his head as he shoved the phone into his pocket. He ran over to Bucky just as the man grabbed the motorcycle with one hand and flung it over himself and to the side. Bucky groaned as he sat up and cracked his back, turning his head to see Shangqi as he caught up to him.

“You okay?” Shangqi asked as he extended a hand to him.

Bucky nodded, muttering a quiet thanks as he helped him up, “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. She didn’t try to kill me, just tried to get me away.”

“She does that, pushing people away,” Shangqi muttered.

“Keeps you close, s’far as I’ve seen,” Bucky said and cleared his throat. “Look, man, I — “

“You walked us into an ambush back there,” Shangqi said. “I thought we were cool, at least enough for you to respect me, respect her, but I get it, Steve’s your best friend —“

“It’s not like that, Shangqi, I swear,” Bucky said quickly. “Steve wanted to talk to her, he said he wanted to explain himself. He never said he was still in love with her, had feelings for her, nothing like that. He didn’t say anything like that when he first came back. We had no idea he was going to do that, I swear.”

Shangqi studied him for a moment before nodding hesitantly. Bucky extended his hand to him to shake, a show of good-faith and earnestness that he really was not trying to break them up.

“I meant it when I said I liked the two of you together. Between all the death and how she just runs from her feelings, a lot of her support is gone. You make her deal with her shit and feel okay doing it. It’s not really the Stark way, it’s a new way, and it’s good.”

Shangqi snorted, “Considering I’ve been lying about who I am for over ten years, that’s shocking to hear.”

Bucky rolled his eyes, “That’s nothing. She spent a lot of time around other assassins, you’re fine.”

“Yeah, she mentioned some names earlier. Clint, Nat?”

“Natasha,” Bucky nodded once and gestured for him to follow him away. “Clint, yeah. Those are her actual best friends.”

Shangqi’s eyes flew open, “I thought that was you and Sam.”

Bucky laughed and shook his head, “No, no. I mean, I guess now we became her default, after everything that happened. We got closer because she married Steve. I mean, all of us were together so much, you know? It all became a big family, but way before me and Sam, even before Steve, there was those two. Uh, Nat died — Nat sacrificed herself. Clint was…Clint was devastated. He and (Y/N) didn’t really talk about it, and they haven’t really spoken to each other.”

Shangqi chewed on his lip as he realized how little he really knew about you even after all this time, “Okay. Does he live around here?”

“Uh, he has a farm out in Iowa. Last I heard he’s got a place in Brooklyn, too.”

“Would she see him?”

Bucky blinked, “Well, he didn’t walk her into an emotional ambush.”

“And he’s not currently at home with her impressionable, genius young sister.”

“And step-mom who would absolutely put her suit on and kill Steve,” Bucky nodded. “Huh, nice work, Shangqi. Let’s go pay him a visit.”

~*~

You landed with a soft thud and sniffled as you dragged your feet through the snow. You went and sat under a tree that you had sat under dozens and dozens of times before. This was too much for you. You just had the most emotional week of your life where all you could do was think about how much you missed your dad. Now, your friends shove you in front of your ex-husband who says he wants you back in front of your boyfriend, who is nothing but perfectly poise as he still takes care of you.

You felt like your own heart was fighting against you at this point.

It was beating so fast and you didn’t know what to do. Had this been years ago when your dad was still alive, you would’ve ran to him in the lab. He would’ve poured you a glass of booze, handed you a wrench, and told you to go crazy and work out your feelings. Sometimes you’d tell him what was wrong. Other times, you wouldn’t, but, somehow, he just always knew what the problem was, he just never forced you to say it.

Then again, Tony Stark was nothing if not extremely nosey, so he always knew because he was always snooping and hovering and doting over you. And you really wanted nothing more than to exactly that with him, but you couldn’t. And now you felt like maybe, just maybe, the healthy thing to do for once would be to talk and process these feelings out loud. But who? You didn’t want to put this on Shangqi, you’d done that once before. You couldn’t look at Bucky or Sam right now. Bruce — you didn’t want to test his temperament.

You could go to Pepper, but you’d left with such a positive end, and you really, really didn’t want to risk getting too upset and accidentally ruining their home. Pepper told you that you shouldn’t run anymore, that you stay and deal with things, and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to go to her. You really wanted to talk to someone who understood you and wasn’t going to interfere like you felt Pepper would out of maternal instincts.

Yes, even you were certain Pepper would kill Steve.

You just — you needed to talk to someone. You needed someone who knew you.

Your fingers were shaking as you brought up your phone. A process that would take so little time took much longer to do just because you were panicking and freaking out. Even the tree you were leaning on shook, and you brought the phone up to your ear, but it was too hard to hold. You ended up hugging your knees to your chest and setting the phone on top of them and putting it on speaker phone.

A voice you recognized all too well answered, “Barton.”

“Hi, your voice squeaked quickly.”

There was a very pregnant pause, “(Y/N)?”

“Hi, yes. Sorry. I’m freaking out and I need someone to talk to. I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you after the funeral and I ghosted you like I did everyone else, but it was a lot and there was so much death and —“

“It’s okay,” Clint said, interrupting your verbal vomit. “It’s okay, Stark. You’re okay. It’s not like I was running to check on you either.”

You laughed dryly, “Your wife died for you.”

Clint huffed, “She died for everyone.”

“Yeah,” you trailed off. “I’m sorry. I didn’t help you.”

“I didn’t help you, and I’m supposed to be the contracted big brother,” he joked. “You lost Nat too, and Tony, and Steve and Wanda’s —“

“Off the grid, “You finished and sniffled. “Steve’s back.”

Clint hummed, “So that’s the panic attack I’m hearing, huh? What do you mean ‘back’?”

“I mean he looks exactly like he did the day he left.”

“How?”

“Doctor Strange fucked up a spell apparently? I don’t know. He left as soon as he saw me. I’m so confused.”

“Asshole,” Clint muttered under his breath, causing you to snort. “Okay. Just breathe with me Stark. You’re okay. I’m sure you already assaulted him.”

You laughed and rubbed under your eyes with your sleeve, “I stopped his heart.”

“That’s bad ass,” Clint mused. “Look at you all grown up, kid. I remember when you used to shake that place out in Malibu when a scary movie was on.”

You scoffed, “That was one time. And it wasn’t because of the scary movie. It’s because someone was trying to break in and get my dad.”

“I know, I know,” Clint said quickly. “Steve said something, didn’t he? You wouldn’t be like this if he was just back and that was it.”

You cleared your throat, “Sam and Bucky basically walked me into the lion’s den where Steve was waiting to tell me that he loved me and wanted me back.”

“What an asshole.”

“I know!” You said quickly. “I just — yeah.”

“Sam and Bucky really did that to you?”

“Bucky claims he had no idea Steve was going to do that.”

“Hm, I’d take that with a grain of salt, but I don’t know the dynamic with all of them now,” Clint said. “But Steve’s also a master tactician, so I’m sure he knew not telling them that detail would make sure you saw him.”

“Yeah, so we could work out our shit, apparently, because I’m always making something break at the thought of him or whatever.”

“Do you?”

“….Sometimes.”

He sighed, “Come on, kid. Don’t make that guy make you lose control. He’s an idiot.”

You snorted, “Yeah, yeah. You said I was going to marry that idiot and have tons of children. Remember that?”

Clint cringed, “To be fair, you did marry him. I just didn’t account for him being a selfish piece of shit.”

“No one did,” you muttered. “I should’ve known, though. Stubborn prick.”

“You had no way of knowing,” Clint said. “Don’t beat yourself up about that. And don’t let that guy get any more tears or stress from you. You’re worth more than that. Cry over shit that actually matters, like puppies in pounds, or kids falling.”

“Kids falling is sad?” You questioned.

“No, that shit’s hilarious,” Clint scoffed which made you snort. You heard his doorbell ring and he groaned as he got up off the sofa. “One sec, pizza’s here.”

“Still with the pizza?” You giggled.

Clint shrugged as he grabbed the cash off of the counter and sidestepped his resting dog and ran to the door, “The one thing that will never fail me or leave me in this world is pizza. That’s a good lesson to learn.”

“Even bad pizza?”

“Pizza is pizza,” he answered you and looked through the peephole of his door before humming, “That’s not pizza.”

“Who is it?”

“Bucky, and an asian guy.”

Your jaw fell to the floor. Your eyes widened, “What?”

“Yeah, hold on a sec. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you can hear it. This should be good.”

~*~

Clint was a great man for letting you stay on the line and listen to this conversation. He opened the door and leaned against it, arms crossed over his chest as he momentarily ignored Shangqi and stared at Bucky. Bucky quietly held the pizza box out to him.

“How’d you know that was for me?”

Bucky raised an eyebrow. Clint shrugged and gave Bucky the cash he was going to give the delivery guy and took the pizza box and went right towards his kitchen, “Bucky, mystery guy.”

“This is Shangqi,” Bucky explained.

“Still a mystery guy to me,” Clint said as he leaned against the counter, brought a slice of pizza out of the box and folded it in half before taking a large bite out of it. “Why do I care who he is? And why are you here, exactly?”

Shangqi pursed his lips and looked to Bucky. Bucky nodded to the man once and stepped forward into the kitchen. Clint turned the box of pizza towards him and Bucky declined. When Clint offered Shangqi, the man shrugged and nodded before taking a slice.

“So?” Clint asked. “What did you do?”

“Why do you —“

“Oh, come on.” Clint joked, “No one comes to the retired guy unless something’s wrong. We all know this. What’s going on?”

Bucky cleared his throat, “Okay. Steve’s back and young again. Says he’s in love with (Y/N) and wants her back. She ran off and we have no idea where she went but I know she won’t go see Pepper like this and you’re kind of, well —“

“The closest thing left?” Clint raised an eyebrow. “And he is?”

“Her…..boyfriend.” Shangqi said hesitantly around a mouthful of pizza.

Now that took Clint by surprise. He choked on his pizza crust and looked Shangqi up and down as he tried to assess this kid. This man was definitely not Steve. The Jordans, the graphic shirt, the bomber jacket, Shangqi was, well —

“Holy shit,” Clint coughed. “I thought she only went for elderly men. Dare I say it, you actually look age appropriate. Wow.”

You wanted to kill him for that joke.

Shangqi snorted, “I left my suspenders and cardigan at home.”

“I bet,” Clint said. “Wow. The prodigal one returns and you’re just left there like a sack of shit, huh? Must hurt.”

“A bit,” Shangqi confessed.

Clint hummed and studied his every move, “How’d you take it?”

“Well…how could I take it? It’s more news for her than me. I mean, it’s news for me but, but it’s not about me right now. I just know she’s hurt, and I don’t now where she is, and I want to find her.”

“And you came to me because you thought she’d magically pull up her big girl pants and contact me?”

“Yup,” Bucky nodded. “I don’t feel a rattle. She’s not here, is she?”

“No, she’s not.” Clint told them. “But you’re right, she did contact me. She’s okay. Didn’t start some earthquake or landslide. She just needed space to think. She's okay. You guys should head back to wherever you just drove from and go be with her.”

Shangqi breathed a sigh of relief. Bucky thought it was the first breath that man let out since they’d left to find you. He could feel the stress radiating off of him in waves, and it just served to make him feel more guilty for this entire thing.

“How’d you guys get here so fast, anyway?” Clint asked after a moment.

“Ah, boy toy over here was too anxious for the drive. We stole a quinjet.”

Clint whistled, “She’s going to kill you if those things weren’t meant to be tested yet.”

“We’ll survive,” Bucky snickered. “Come on. Let’s get going, daylight’s already gone.”

Shangqi nodded and glanced to Clint, “Thank you, Mr. Barton. I appreciate you telling me she’s okay.”

“Yeah, yeah. Clint’s fine, kid,” he replied. While Bucky was leaving the apartment, Clint extended his hand out to Shangqi. Shangqi smiled and shook his hand, surprised when he was suddenly yanked forward right into Clint’s chest. The man wrapped an arm around him and whispered in his ear, “If you do to her even a fraction of what Steve did, I will shove my arrows into your eye sockets until there’s nothing left but a puddle of mush.”

Shangqi blinked, “Noted, sir.”

~*~

When they were gone, Clint leaned against the counter after shutting the door behind him, “You get all that, Stark?”

“Yeah.”

“Boyfriend, huh?” Clint mused. “Doesn’t dress like Steve.”

“Clint —“

“If he treats you well, I’m happy for you, kiddo.”

Smiled softly, “He does. I’m happy too.”

“You love him?”

“Yeah.”

“Tell him,” Clint said. “He looks scared.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, he looks like he thinks he doesn’t hold a candle to Rogers,” Clint explained. “That kid’s a ball of fear and he’s holding it all in for your sake. If you love him, tell him.”

“Okay, I will. Thanks Clint.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Clint cleared his throat. “You sure he’s a good one to you?”

You smiled softly and nodded, “I think he makes me better and forces me to actually deal with my shit.”

“Wow. Dude deserves a god damn Nobel Prize.”

“Wow. Fuck off, Clint.”

“Hey, you called me,” He joked before clearing his throat. “I’m glad you did, kid. I’m sorry you’re going through this. But I’m here for you. I wasn’t before, but, but uh, I can be there for you again.”

“I can for you too,” You said quietly. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t there for you at all, but I’m…I’m making myself visible again. I’ll be there for you.”

“I’m happy to hear that. Go home, Stark, or wherever the hell you guys are. Okay?”

“Yeah, I will. Bye, Clint.”

You hung up the phone and took a few deep breaths. He was right. You needed to return to the compound. It was dark out, which was going to be more annoying to navigate until you came near the vicinity of the compound to see all the lights. With a heavy sigh, you stood up from your usual spot from whenever you were sad and still lived there, and took a moment to look around at the cliffs in front of you. You nodded once to yourself and turned around to leave, stopping in your tracks with your heart in your throat.

“Steve?”

Steve stood there with two flashlights and a backpack resting on his shoulders. He greeted you with a small wave and you scowled.

“What are you doing here?”

“We were married, (Y/N).” He reminded you, “You think I don’t know where all your hiding spots are when you need to be alone?”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m surprised you remember and it’s not all filled with details about Peggy.”

Steve sighed, “Can we talk?”

“No. I don’t even know why you’re here.”

“To make sure you get back okay.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, Steve. I’m fine. I’m fine without you. I made it here without you, and I can get back without you. I’m a world-ender. Okay? A fucking wolf isn’t going to kill me.”

“No, maybe not,” Steve said as you both started walking towards the compound. “But, you probably used your powers to get here, and I bet you haven’t eaten in awhile. You don’t have enough calories to get back without possibly risking getting exhausted or passing out, because while we both know how extremely strong you are: if you’re not 100%, you’re not going to make it.”

Fuck this fucking motherfucker for being totally right about that. You stopped and turned to glare at Steve as he caught up to you. You both continued walking in silence while he went through the bag. He produced a protein bar for you, and you muttered your thanks as you angrily bit into it.

“So, what did you think think you could talk to me about? Your mistakes? More excuses?”

Steve shook his head, “You know what, (Y/N)? You know how I feel about you. I love you. I’ve never stopped loving you, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get you back.”

You balked, “I don’t want you back, Steve. Get that through your head.”

“I’m not giving up on us,. You’re my wife —“

“Ex-wife —“

“Regardless, I love you.” He explained. “I love you, and I’ll do whatever it takes. I’m with you — “

You scoffed, “What, till the end of the line?”

He shook his head, “Always, (Y/N).”

You really thought about murdering him in the middle of the woods, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You shook your head and told him you wanted to walk in silence on the way back, and whether it was because he realized he didn’t have a chance or because he thought listening to you would be getting on your good side, he was quiet.

by the time you saw the compound, you saw the quinjet they had stolen resting on a nearby helipad instead of being moved back inside the hangar like it was supposed to. Morons, honestly. You both entered the building, and you looked around to see Shangqi off to the side with Sam and Bucky, watching as the man was frantically on his phone typing away. Your phone had died during your walk and you could tell he was stressed by the look on his face.

Sam kicked Shangqi’s shoe, causing the man to look up and lock eyes with you. As Shangqi pocketed his phone and made his way over to you, you ran over to him and jumped on him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist as you crushed him in a hug that made his bones crack under your grasp.

“I’m sorry,” you said quickly. “I’m sorry I ran away from you and I don’t deal with my shit like a healthy person should.”

“Oh, I know you do that,” Shangqi nodded. “Look, I —“

“I love you,” you said earnestly, hands coming up to cup his face. Shangqi’s gaze softened, as staring at you adoringly as you surprised him with this confession of love. “Shangqi, I love you with all of me. You make me so, so incredibly happy. And I don’t think I know how lucky I am to have someone love me and care about me like you do, but I uh, I'm starting to realize it.”

Shangqi smiled softly as he held you up, “You love me that much, huh?”

“You’re my first choice,” you said quietly. “I will always choose you. I promise.”

“I’ll choose you too,” Shangqi grinned.

You smiled and pressed your lips against his. Shangqi shuddered from the feel of your ice cold lips pressing against his while you melted into his warm touch. You ignored the sounds of Bucky and Sam clearing their throat as you kissed your boyfriend.

You let your legs fall from his waist and he held your hips as you slipped down to stand up straight.

Shangqi squeezed them and pressed his forehead against yours, “It’s late. Do you want to stay the night and leave tomorrow?”

You nodded, “Yeah, I’m starving.”

“I’ll see if I can make us something.”

You grinned and kissed him again. Shangqi kissed you, eyes opening briefly to see Steve standing behind you both by several feet, glaring at Shangqi with how the man held you and kissed you. At this moment, Shangqi just couldn’t help himself. He smirked as he kissed you, and he shot Steve a quick wink, just to really rub it in this face.

After all, how dare that man try to steal you away like that?

Just as Shangqi was about to walk off to the kitchen with you, and you were fully intent on ignoring Sam and Bucky for the time being, the compound doors open and you heard a loud huff and the sound of a bag hitting the floor.

“Oh, come on!” Katy shouted seeing everyone there. “Did I miss the drama already? Holy shit, dude. Old Captain America is hot. Well, I mean, previous Cap —I mean. Good job, (Y/N).”

Shangqi glared at her, “Really, Katy?”

“Uh, I mean good job now, with you, yeah. That’s what I meant.”

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