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Coming to Term

A/N: Haven’t ever written a pregnancy fic or a Harrington-Reader fic. Lots of firsts! Hope it’s not terrible.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Harrington!Reader

Description: Anon requested: could you please do a billy Hargrove X Harrington reader imagine where the reader finds out she is pregnant with billy’s baby and she is scared to tell her brother And billy

Work Count: 5949

Complete Story Warnings: Mentions of Sex, Blood & Abuse

There it was, the dreaded circle in the vial you had gotten from the pregnancy test you’d bought three towns over and still said was for a friend. How could something so little, mean something so earth shattering? You let out a shaky sigh and checked the box for the third time, making sure you were right and you were. You put your face in your hands and let out a shaky breath.

“Fuck,” you whispered and felt yourself beginning to panic. Your mind raced as you tried to make some sort of plan in your head. You’d been sneaking around with your boyfriend Billy Hargrove for over a year. Not because of your parents but because of your brother. Steve did not approve of Billy, they hated each other. Their alpha male personalities did not leave room for understanding on either side.

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i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls

the prodigal sister. five.

pairing: familial byers fam x reader, romantic paring tbd

word count: 2.7k

summary: y/n is the middle sibling of the byers brothers. she’s just ten months younger than jonathan, making the pair “irish twins”. except when her father and mother got divorced, lonnie got custody of y/n and took her away from the rest of the family.

notes: and here’s part five babes ! i’m so glad you’re all liking the series.  i do have a couple of plans for it, even if the ship has not been set in stone.  i will give you fair warning, there is going to be more mentions of lonnie and what the reader’s life home with her father was like ( which is not good, we been knew that lonnie’s trash ).  

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Monday morning came by quickly.  Y/N was up early, showered and helping Joyce with breakfast before her brothers had even gotten out of bed.  She sipped on a mug of coffee as she watched both of her brothers come out of their rooms, yawning, and take a seat at the table with her.  

Jonathan’s eyes widened when he saw Y/N completely ready for the day ahead.  “I thought you weren’t a morning person?”  he turned to look at Will with his eyebrows raised, “Didn’t she kick me the other morning for talking to her before she had coffee?”  

Y/N kicked her brother under the table, not even glancing up from her mug as she did so.  He yelped and turned back to face her as she put the mug down on the kitchen table.  

“I think she’s had her coffee this morning.”  Will chuckled at his older siblings, sleepily helping himself to the pancakes their mother put on the table between them.  

“She still kicked me.”  

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Omg this series is a beautiful work of art. When I saw the author respond to my ask my heart jumped for joy.

Starlight Saviour (Teaser) -- Billy Hargrove

*My masterlist link can be found in my blog description*

Summary: Being Steve Harrington’s younger sister and the notorious girlfriend of Billy Hargrove is hell. Especially when your boyfriend becomes infected and you’re the only one willing to step between him and the monster.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Harrington!reader

A/N: This is just a little teaser for a new Billy piece I’m working on. The first chapter should be out later today, but I wanted to see how people felt first. This is all based purely on the trailers that we’ve seen and my own speculation, so if it doesn’t align with your own theories, damn. But either way, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Outside, the pitch-black night sky encased you and Billy as the Camaro drove steadily down the backroads. Home Sweet Home by Motley Crue whispered from the stereo, but you and Billy singing along managed to outpower Vince Neil’s voice completely. Billy drove with one hand on the steering wheel and the other gripping your calf, keeping you safe as you dangled out of the passenger side window. He kept the car slow, no more than 30 miles, and his grip on you would tighten at the slightest bump or turn. Your arms were flung out behind you, body teetering dangerously close to falling as you leaned back, with your head tilted towards the sky so you could admire the stars. The light pollution had been horrible this summer with the new mall having been built and the fair now in town. The only way to actually see the stars anymore was to go deep in the woods (where you knew not to go anymore) or driving the backroads. Billy knew how much you enjoyed seeing the moon and the stars, and he decided to take you out for the night- ultimately forgoing your original plan of meeting up with Steve and the kids at the fair.

Two quick taps on your leg brought your attention back to the car. “C’mon, star, it’s cold as hell,” Billy griped, giving a full-body shiver for supposed dramatic effect. Rolling your eyes at the nickname while a smile played at your lips, you dutifully slid back inside the car and rolled up the window. You were only wearing a pair of black, high-waisted shorts and one of Billy’s ragged band-tees, and yet you still hadn’t managed a single shiver.

“It is not, you big baby.” Despite your scoff, you reached over to turn up the heat and face it towards your shivering boyfriend. “Thank you for bringing me out here, though, it’s so nice,” you sighed softly, kicking your converse-clad feet onto his dashboard, and turning your body to rest your forehead against his shoulder. You almost pulled away, however, because of how cold his bare skin was. But, you brushed it off as Billy not having the same adrenaline as you did at the moment, and that you’d cool down soon enough, too.

“Mm, yeah, babe, ‘course,” he mumbled, his words slurred together and causing you immediate alarm at the sudden change.

You sat up quickly and turned to look at him, ready to berate him for any alcohol he may have had, but the words immediately died on your tongue. Billy was white-knuckling the steering wheel, and even though his words were slurred and his voice wasn’t all there, his eyes were wide and almost manic. They kept flicking from the rearview mirror (looking at something that you couldn’t see), to you, and back to the road, but his focus seemed to be on whatever was in the back. Turning around, you tried to spot whatever he was looking at- maybe a rogue car chasing you down or a bra you’d left in the backseat, but there was nothing there. Just darkness.

You turned back to him and placed a careful hand on his cold shoulder. “Billy? You alright, handsome?”

A smirk lifted at his lips, but he didn’t look to you. “I’m fucking perfect, baby, why’d you ask?” Billy’s voice was now much darker and throatier, giving you whiplash from the way he’d spoken just moments before. The familiar sound of the engine revving hit your ears, drowning out your song on the radio and filling your blood with ice.

Your eyes flicked to the speedometer, “You’re going too fast, you’ve gotta slow down.”

“It’s alright, baby, you know I’ve got control,” Billy chuckled, reaching out a hand to pet your cheek. You allowed him to, but you couldn’t keep the panic out of your eyes as you held onto his hand.

You urged, “Billy, please, slow the fuck down. You promised you wouldn’t start this shit up again. I know it’s an empty road, but please just slow down.” Billy laughed at your words and shook his head, thumbing your cheek. “If you don’t slow down, we’re gonna have a real fucking problem,” you seethed, losing the caring and concerned attitude, replacing it with panic and fear. Whatever Billy was going through you could deal with later, after the possibility of an impending crash was off the table.

“Baby,” he cooed, “don’t worry.” Billy lifted his head to look at you, and instead of being met with his beautiful ocean-blue eyes, you were now face-to-face with monsterish-green irises and black veins creeping in the whites of his eyes.

“Fuck-”

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Good Vibes [Billy Hargrove]

Fandom ; Stranger Things

Pairings ; Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary ; Billy’s hooked on the shy girl at Hawkins High who works at the library after school. He’s drawn towards her positivity and innocence, and after a while, manages to get her to go on a date with him despite his atrocious reputation. 

Warning(s) ; making-out, swearing

Word Count ; 3.9k+

Author’s Note ; I have a Bucky Barnes fic lined up to be released on the 9th of June and another Billy Hargrove fic to be released on the 16th of June so stay tuned and enjoy this piece of writing in the mean time. Constructive feedback is always appreciated xx 

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Honestly he deserves way more but yeah

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God I really love this series I can’t wait to read more. 

Finally Found My Way

Part 11

Warning: language, anxiety, fluff 

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 5.9K

A/N: If you haven’t noticed yet, but I don’t really read over these, so its unedited. I sometimes read them like a day or two later and edit them, so sorry if some stuff sound weird. But I hope you enjoy it! 

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You couldn’t sleep all week. The nightmares returning, the yelling and sweateness and panting. You couldn’t sleep anymore. Because Peter wasn’t holding you. Yes that sounds pathetic and weak, but you had to admit it. Peter made you feel safe, and safe is sleep. But this was all mostly your fault. You avoided Peter at all costs. You trained on different times, telling Steve you had a lot of work and couldn’t do it at your usually time. Steve obviously changed it, making you feel as comfortable as possible. You went to the library during lunch, MJ usually tagged along, not wanting to spend the whole lunch with just the guys. You avoided Peters faze during the classes you had with him. Thank god MJ was your lab partner.

But soon enough, Friday came rolling around.

“Hey, so we still on at your place?” Ned says as you and him walked down the halls to your locker.

“My place?” You say forgetting you had asked them to come over.

“Yea, you said on Monday that movie night was gonna be at your place. Unless you don’t want to-“ Ned says seeming a little disappointed, he really wanted to see the conpound.

“Oh yea yea, no it’s still at my place,” you said, “um is-is uh Peter coming,” you quietly said as you closed your locker.

“Yea pretty sure!” Ned says happily. “I’m just gonna stop at my house and I’ll be at your place at 6!” Ned says jogging off.

FUCKKKKKKKK, what are you gonna do now???? You had successfully avoided Peter, but now, NOW he’s coming and you will have to face him, be in the same room as him. What are you suppose to say? Sorry I walked in on you jacking off, it really turned me on?! Like the fuck?

You race over to the compound as the million of scenarios flipped through your mind. You could always cancel? But that would be mean, they were really excited to come. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckkkk

You walk into the compound, finding your Dad and Rhodey talking in the kitchen. “Hey, dad.” You say dropping your bag down and sitting on the stole next to the counter. “I have some friends coming over in a few minutes, please don’t bother us with you stories and tech, I don’t need you showboating.” You say taking a bite of your apple.

Tony gives you an offended look, “Heyyyyy, I thought you liked my stories!”

You roll your eyes, “I do the first time, not the other thirty times.” You say. “And they’ll most likely want a tour, so I’m also gonna do that, so don’t freak out when you see some teenagers walking around.

“Yea ok, just don’t let them touch anything, I don’t need another teenager breaking a suit,” he says eyeing you down.

“Hey! That was one time!” You say as your dad rolls his eyes and continues his conversation with Rhodey.

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Ned was the first to arrive, not wanting to be late and missing out on anything. Mj and Fladh came at the same time, greeting you with a hug. Flash tried to contain his excitement, but you could see right through him.

“So you guys wanna your?” You say as they all stood up in amazement.

“Yea!” They all yell.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Peter though?” Mj says, following you down the hall.

“Oh um he knows his place around.” You say trying to sound calm. Because anytime someone brought up Peter, all you could see was his hand working on his throbbing, hot, long cock- stop, not now Y/N

You first show them the lab, they look at the equipment and technology in amazement, Bruce gives you a strange look before you smile and wave your hand at him. “Is that the HULK!” Flash says a little to excitedly.

You let out a small chuckle, “Yea, but he goes by Bruce here.” You say as Flash’s face reddens a bit. You continue to show them around, leading them to the hallways of bedrooms, passing by Sam and Bucky, earning gasps from Ned and Flash, MJ knew how to keep her cool. “And lastly the training room,” You say opening the doors to the training room taking a step inside. They all did a 360 turn, looking at every angle in the room. Ned stops facing a wall, as he brought his hand up and pointed in that direction.

“What happened there?” He said, you turn to see what he’s pointing at, your face falls blank as you stare at the whole in the wall, it was slowly being rebuilt. You stare at it for a little too long, making your friends give you a questioning look.

“Y/N? You ok?” Mj says, as she reached to touch your shoulder. You quickly snap out of your state and shKe your head. You turn giving them a forced smile.

“Y-yea, everything’s fine. Someone just had an accident and the wall was the victim.” You say walking towards the door. “So, wanna watch the movie now?” They all turn giving each other looks of confusion, but nod there heads following you out the door to the common room.

About thirty minutes passed until Peter finally came. “Sorry I’m late, I just had…some things.” He says dropping his bag to the side of the couch.

“It’s fine, we’re only a few minutes into the movie.” Ned says not taking his eyes off the tv. You and MJ snuggled under a fluffy blanket on the couch. Ned sat cris-crossed on the floor in front of the couch with a bowl of popcorn in his lap, and Flash laid next to him, occasionally reaching to get popcorn.

“Cool…what movie is this?” He says looking at the tv screen trying to figure out what movie it is.

“Robin Hood.” Mj answers.

“Robin Hood?” Peter repeats, the movie just came out yesterday, how did you get it?

“Yea! Tony Stark was sitting here when we came and said that he gets it early because he liked Robin Hood, then he told us a really cool story about one of his huge Halloween parties and he went as Robin Hood.” Ned says enthusiastically, as you rolled your eyes teasingly.

“Nice,” Peter says, as he casually takes a seat on the couch…next to you. The common room was pretty big, there was more than one couch in the room, but nope. He decides to sit in the same one your sitting on, only about three inches away.

You felt your heart picking up, you tried focusing on the movie, (it was actually really good so far, damn Taron Everton is hot af) but you couldn’t help your gaze slip a little, looking at Peters profile. Peter also couldn’t help but take a few glances at you here and there. He couldn’t stop thinking about, you were the only thing he was thinking about. Why weren’t you talking to him? Had he done something wrong?

When your eyes move to take another sneak peak at Peter, his eyes were already on you. You both lock eyes, just staring deep into the other eyes. Peter watched as your eyes sparkled even in the dark and you watched as his chocolate brown eyes stared back at yours. And that’s when it came back. The water in his hair, the curls sticking to his forehead. His lips between his teeth, the few moans that left his lips-

You quickly got up from your seat on the couch, making Mj shift her whole position because her head was resting on your shoulder, “I-I’m j-just g-gonna go to the…bathroom.” You say, Mj surprised at your sudden moves. You quickly make your way out of the common room, as you walked down the hall until you were in a corner. You lean your forehead against the wall, as you hand came up to touch the wall for support. You stayed there until your breathing calmed. But it soon picked up when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You quickly turn around taking ahold of the persons wrist twisting there hand around their back as you pushed them against the wall.

“It’s just me man,” Peter says his words a little muffled because his face was smooshed against the wall. You quickly retract your hand as you take a step back.

“S-sorry.” You say looking down at the ground.

“Are you okay?” Peter says taking a step forward.

“Y-yea always.” You say forcing smile out.

“Um- y-you’ve been avoiding me?” Peter says rubbing the back of his head.

“W-what pffffffft no, I-I’ve just been uh busy.” You say rocking back and forth on your heels.

“Busy? Since when are you to busy to say hi?” Peter says, his voice a little hurt that your lying to him because he knows when your lying.

“I’ve just been busy Peter, ok, just leave me alone.” You snap at him. Why is this so difficult! Just tell him how you feel, stop hiding! Why did you have to yell at him? FUCK.

“Fine,” Peter says rolling his eyes and going back to the common room. He doesn’t know what he did to upset you, but he wasn’t gonna stand there and get yelled at  and if you wanted to be left alone, then he’ll go, you know where to find him.

You wait a few minutes until you go back. When you enter you see that no one has moved from there seats, except Peter. He wasn’t there. “Um hey, uh- w-where’s Peter?” You ask.

“Oh he said May needed him back home for something, he said he’ll see us on the field trip on Monday.” Ned answers.

“Field trip?” What field trip???

“Remember the Decathlon field trip on Monday. We’re going to DC again.” Mj answers looking at you strangely. “Y/N are you okay?”

You look down at at Mj, moving over to sit next to her. “Yea I’m fine, it just slipped from my brain.”

“Your still coming though?” Ned says turning around to face you, Flash does the same.

“You have to come, if we win this we’re gonna go to finals and we need you!” Flash says.

“Yea I’m coming, don’t worry.” They all nodded their heads in response, turning there attention back to the movie.

For the rest of the time, you couldn’t focus on the movie. Why? Peter’s why. Why did he have to be so cute? Why did he have to be so nice, so caring, so sweet, so, so…so Peter! It was unfair, should you tell him how you feel? No! You can’t, it would just complicate things. And besides if you did, you would just hurt him. That’s all you are, you are dangerous. People can’t come too close to you because you’ll just end up killing them. Your not going to let Peter end up the way Wade did.

Flash drove Ned and Mj home after the movie. It was actually a nice night, besides the whole Peter thing, which was still on your mind, it was nice. You close the door, as the car leaves. You made your way back to the common room, laying back down on the stack of blankets.

“Hey kid,” Bucky says taking a seat by your head. You make room for him, laying your head down on his lap. Bucky brought his hand up to play with your hair as you let out an annoyed grunt. Not because of Bucky. “What’s wrong?” Bucky asks, as he continued to stroke your hair.

“Everything! Everything is just ughhhh.” you say closing your eyes in frustration.

“Was the movie not good?” Bucky asks, confused at your sudden annoyance.

“No, the movie was good, you should watch it actually- no but it’s just- ugh it’s just Peter.” You say opening your eyes, locking them with Bucky’s, as he stopped stroking your hair and just placed his hand atop of your head.

“What about Peter?” Bucky says sturnly, “Did he hurt you? Because I swear if he did-” You sat up, placing your hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

“No, no he didn’t do anything. Well he did, but not intentionally, it’s actually my fault, I don’t know what I’m thinking, I don’t even think I am thinking. It’s just everything and I don’t know, I just don’t know like-” Bucky takes his hand in his.

“Hey, hey, calm down. It’s just me, you can tell me. Just take a breathe first.” Bucky says as his eyebrows furrowed.

You nod your head, and take a deep breathe in, letting it out a few seconds later. “I think… I think I like Peter.” You say your eyes looking down at your hands in Bucky’s. “But I can’t, I can’t like him.” You say quickly after.

“Why can’t you like him?” Bucky says, as a smile tugs on his lips.

“It’s just he’s- why are you smiling?” You say looking at Bucky’s face. Buckys puts his hands up in surrender.

“I’m not!” He says as the smile grows.

“Yes you are! I’m not saying anything.” You say as you drop your head on the other side of the couch, burying your face into the pillows and blankets.

“Hey, c’mon, I can’t help the smiling, but I won’t say anything. C’mon doll,” Bucky’s says as he shakes your shoulder a little. You turn your head so you could see his face.

“Fine.” You let out, as you sit back up. “I can’t like him because I…I don’t wanna hurt him,” You say the last part quietly, as your eyes dropped down to your hands again.

“Hurt him?” Bucky says, as the smile fades away and a more concern expression appears.

“Yea…everyone that comes too close, get’s hurt.” You say as all the memories of you hurting people appears. You remember the night they took Wade away, the stories you’ve heard of Steve and Bucky loosing it after you disappeared. The times Tony’s beat himself up about you.

“Y/N, you don’t hurt people,” Bucky says, as he sat closer to you, putting his hand on your lap.

You shake your head, “No, I do! I hurt you guys, I hurt Wade, I almost killed Peter!” You feel the tears pushing against you eyes, trying to break free. No, don’t cry. Bucky lifts your chin up softly, so you could see his face.

“That’s not your fault. Y/N you can’t hurt us because we’re always gonna be here. What happened to Peter, wasn’t your fault, and he’s fine. Y/N, you can’t expect everything to be your fault. Not everything is on you.” You shake your head.

“Well it is, I’m dangerous and- and I can’t control it. I-I don’t wanna hurt you guys. I’m going to protect you guys, b-because I’m not a baby anymore.” You feel a few tears run down your cheek. Bucky brushes the tears away. “S-stop,” you says as you push his hands away and wipe there tears away yourself. You don’t need him to see you when your weak.

“Y/N you can cry.” Bucky says, as his heart aches seeing you like this. You shake your head frantically.

“No, I can’t, it’s weak. I’m-I’m not weak,” You say as more tears fall down and you struggle to wipe them. Bucky takes ahold of your wrists, bringing them down, as he locked eyes with yours.

“Y/N showing your feelings is not a sign of weakness. You can let it out… it will make it better.” Bucky says as he wraps his arms around your shaking your body. You don’t protest, you shed a few tears, as it soaked up his shirt.

“I-I’m s-sorry Bucky, y-you can’t s-see me like t-this,” You say not trying to push away, as you continued to cry quietly, trying to contain the loud sobs for escaping.

Bucky’s rubs your hair, as he pulled you closer, “No, don’t be sorry, don’t you ever say sorry for showing me how you feel.” You nod your head against his chest, as you continued to let everything out. It wasn’t as bad as the first time, but it did relieve the stress you had. You cried until you grew tired and feel asleep against Bucky’s chest. Bucky let you rest on the couch, as he stroked your hair, trying to take all the pain away from you.

Bucky heard footsteps coming down the hall and then chattering. Steve and Tony. As they entered the room, there discussion abruptly stopped when the saw you laying on Bucky. Your face wet and red. Tony opened his mouth, but Bucky brought his hand up to his mouth, telling them to stay quiet so you don’t wake up. Bucky slowly brought your head up and set it down gently on the couch, as he walked towards Tony and Steve. You shifted a little mumbling something in your sleep, as you became comfortable again.

Bucky let Steve and Tony back into the hallway, so they could talk normally, without waking you up. Tony started, “What happened? Is she okay? Did someone hurt her?”

“She’s just fighting with herself.” Bucky said as he looked in the direction of the common room.

“What do you mean?” Steve said as he crossed his arms.

“She think’s…she thinks she’s dangerous, she thinks if she drops her guard or comes too close she can hurt….us.” Bucky says.

“Us? She can’t hurt us?” Steve says in disbelief of what you said.

“She says she has to protect us,” Bucky continues. Tony stays silent, as his breathe became heavy.

“Protect us? W-what- why, she’s just sixteen, this shouldn’t be all on her.” Steve says, rubbing his face. “Tony, what are we gonna do?” Steve tries to think what could’ve happened in those four years for them to break you.

Tony shakes his head, “I-I don’t know.” they all look at each other waiting for someone to think of a way to help you. But everyones silent.

Steve, Bucky and Tony all ended up sleeping in the common room, they wanted to stay with you all night. Tony sat beside you, bringing your head up to rest on his lap. Bucky laid on the couch beside yours, and Steve laid on the ground close to your couch as well. There were more couches in the room, but they wanted to stay close to you even if you guys were in the same room.

You ended up getting one of your dreams, you started shifting on Tony’s lap. This was the first time Tony and Bucky have seen you in the middle of one. Steve remembered the first time he’s seen on of yours. Tony didn’t know if he should wake you up or not. Tony instead pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you. You begin to whimper, and sweat. Steve got up, and sat next to you. Bucky say up from the couch, leaning his elbows on his knees. They all felt useless, they didn’t know what to do.

You then shot up from Tony’s chest, screaming. You rub your eyes, as you caught your breathe. That’s when you feel all the bodies surrounding you. You quickly jump off the couch, tripping on the blankets that tangled your feet, and falling face down in the middle of the common room. You feel hands on your shoulders, you bring your hands up to defend yourself as you closed your eyes. When the person turns you over, you throw a punch out, but there quick to grab your wrist, you throw your other hand out, they grab that one as well. You started to kick your feet, and you start sqwerming on the floor. This has never happened before. Who’s touching me?! You start panicking, Peter’s the only one that’s held you during the dreams. But this, this isn’t Peter.

You feel the person, sit on top of you, locking your hips between there legs, they held your wrist on either side of your head. You start shaking your head side to side. Another set of hands come to hold your head. Is this when your gonna die? You hear people talking, but’s it’s muffled because of your up coming panic attack. You feel a weight on your chest, your chest going up and down, as you try to breathe. You feel the tears coming down your face. I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe! You start to cry out. You can’t breathe.

Steve was on top of you, he held your now glowing hands.

“Get off her, she’s having a panic attack!” Tony yells, as he starts to see you try to breathe.  

“Her hands-” Steve says, but Tony is quick to start.

“Get off her NOW!” Tony is starting to panic. Steve quickly gets off you. Bucky picks you up, letting you sit up right. Your eyes are still shut, as you still cried out. Tony sits in front of your, he takes your glowing hands in one of his. They burned his hand, but he didn’t let go. Tony brought his other hand up to cup your cheek. You continued to yell, and scream. Tony’s hand started to bleed.

“What’s happening?!” Nat came running into the room, the rest of the team following behind her. They all looked between you, Tony, Steve and Bucky. Thor pushed past everyone making his way towards you. Tony tried talking to you, but you couldn’t hear him.

“Move aside, Stark.” Thor says as he crouched down beside Tony.

“No!” Tony says, the pain starting to get to him. But he didn’t care, you were his daughter, this shouldn’t be happening to you. Thor grew annoyed. He saw your arms and chest start to glow as well, he couldn’t let you explode, not here, at least. So he pushed Tony aside, making Tony fall to his side. Thor picked you up as you continued to cry in pain. It was no longer just breathing, it was physical pain. You didn’t know what was happening, but when Steve was holding you down, it just brought back all the times they use to trap you done and do procedures on you.

Thor ran outside, until he was across the massive field in the back of the compound. And just on cue, you let out a massive cry as the energy from your body releases, destroying all the trees and equipment that was by the edge of the field. Thor was there though, he could take the pain. What could you say, he was the God of the Thunder. Thor sat down on the ground, he kept you on his lap. He noticed the rest of the team at the far end of the compound watching it all go down. That’s when you begin to move, you open your eyes, seeing Thor’s face above you. He gives you a smile, the smile you let out when something finally goes right. You start to sit up on his lap.

“W-what happened?” you say looking around, seeing the trees fallen down and burnt up.

“Little stark, you had what we Asgardians call a night-terror.s”

“Night-terros?” you say as you felt the breeze go through your body.

“It’s when your in a dream, and it comes out into the real world, your powers…you lost control.” You shake your head, as Thor pulled you closer.

“Did-Did I hurt anyone? Thor did I hurt you?” You push away checking his body for any cuts or blood. But there was nothing. Thor lets out a soft chuckle, as he took your hand in his large ones.

“Oh little stark, I’m a God, your silly for thinking that.” You laugh with Thor, as you realize he’s right. But the mood dies down when you turn your head to find the team standing on the other side of the field. “We should go back,” Thor says, standing up, letting you stand by him, he held your hand as the two of you walked across the field. You soon saw, your dad holding a towel around his hand. You and Thor were just a few feet away from everyone, but Tony couldn’t wait, He ran towards you until his arms were wrapped around you. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt you wrap your arms around him. You guys stay like the for quite some time until Steve pats Tony’s shoulder telling him they should go back inside.

Tony pulled away, his hand came up to pushing back some loose hair that came to your face. He then checked your face for any cuts or scars, let me rephrase that, he checked your face for any new cuts or scars. You let out a weak laugh, “I’m fine, dad.” Tony then held your cheek his thumb caressing your cheekbone. You saw his glazed eyes, and it broke your heart.

“You scared me sweetheart,” Tony says softly. You wrap your arms around his torso.

“I’m sorry Dad.” You pulled away taking Tony’s hand in yours. You moved the towel and examined the burnt flesh. It was bad. His whole palm was bleeding and you felt him tense up when you touched it. You started shaking your head, you felt the tears run down your cheeks. You hurt him. You hurt him. You hurt him!

Tony retracted his hand, lifting your chin up to see him, he brushed your the tears coming down your cheeks. “I’m fine sweetie.” You shake your head ‘no’

“N-no it’s not fine. I hurt you. I-I hurt you dad. Me n-not some bad guy, I did.” Tony wrapped the towel around his hand again, pulling you close to him after. He rested his chin on top of your head as you cried in his chest. “I-I’m s-so sorry daddy, I didn’t m-mean too.” Tony stroked your hair as you continued to sob.

“It’s not your fault. It’s not that bad anyways, and I know you weren’t in control.”

“But it was me.” You whisper to yourself.

Tony took you back into the compound, he settled back into the couch, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. The rest of the team went back to their rooms, in Tony’s order. You were weak. You knew after taking out all your energy you would feel weak afterwards. Your body felt numb.

“What do you wanna watch,” Tony said as he rubbed your arm up and down.

“Whatever you want,” Tony looked down at you, his eyes widened.

“Since when have you ever not wanted to pick the movie,” he said teasingly.

“Since I hurt you,” You say making the mood die down. Tony’s face drowned.

“Y/N, I said I’m fine, you didn’t hurt me.” You lifted yourself up, so you were sitting up looking at Tony.

“But dad I did, I hurt you, I lost control of these bullshit powers! I hurt you dad and you can’t say it’s not my fault because it was me, it was my hands, it was my body and it was my powers. D-daddy I don’t want you to be afraid of me.” Oy choked back the sob from escaping your throat. Tony’s heart shattered right then and there. He pulled you into his arms once more.

“Y/N, sweetie, I’ll never be afraid of you. Your my little girl, I’ll be afraid for you never of you. You have to understand that.” Tony said into your hair. You nodded in response, still holding onto him for dear life.

You ended up picking Robin Hood, you didn’t really pay much attention before, but you ended up falling asleep on Tony in the first ten minutes of the movie. He stayed with you the whole night. Thankfully you were too drained to have a dream, and just had a dreamless sleep. Tony stayed awake though, not wanting anything to happen if he fell asleep.

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You slept through all of Saturday. Tony only left your side to use the bathroom. He didn’t dare move you from your spot, afraid to wake you. The rest of the team took their turns sitting with you. Tony brought his computer when he sat with you, so he could finish some work when you were resting.

Soon enough, you woke up Sunday afternoon. You shifted in your sleep, which wasn’t much surprise because you moved a lot in your sleep. But you brought your arms above your head as you stretched out your body. When tony noticed this movement, he slapped his computer closed putting it down on the table. The rest of the team were spread out around the room, but when they saw Tony’s sudden movements they quickly made there way to the couch you laid on. They all circled around you.

You rubbed your eyes, and they fluttered open. “Jesus-!” You yell grabbing your chest at the sudden faces circling you. “Can’t a girl get a few minutes of sleep.” You say seating up. They all ignored what you said as they came around the couch sitting in front of you.

“Are you feeling better?” Steve said.

“Yea I guess.” You looked around the room seeing all their concerned faces. “Why does it look like someone died?”

Tony answered this one, as he put his hand down on your lap, making you turn your attention to him. “Peanut… you’ve been asleep… for a day and a half.”

“What?!” You looked at your family, seeing their faces as they nodded. “Why didn’t you guys wake me? I missed a whole day!” You don’t know why you were angry. Maybe it was because they all watched you sleep. Your helpless weak body, on the couch unguarded.

“Wake you? Y/N you needed the rest.” Bucky said confused at your attitude.

“I’m not weak; I don’t need sleep.” You say rubbing your face with your hands in frustration.

“Since when was sleeping a weakness?” Steve questions.

“Since every time I sleep I lose control, and fucking blow something up!” They all stay silent, as you beat yourself up about this. “I’m not weak,” you whisper, but Tony heard.

“We never said you were weak, we just said you needed the rest after what happened.” Tony rubbed your back. I’m not weak. I’m not weak. Wait you were asleep all day. On the couch. On a Saturday. When Peter has training. You picked up your head from your hands looking at Steve in shock.

“What? What’s wrong,” Steve said as a rush of worriedness and concern came in.

“Did Peter see me? Did he see me asleep here.” You wanted to know if Peter saw you asleep, because your body gave out. You wanted to know if he cared enough to come. Steve relaxed when he heard what you said.

“No he said he was busy helping his Aunt with something this weekend, can’t make it to training.” A have Steve a small nod, but a small part of you wanted Peter to come. A small part of you wanted him to hold you. To keep your body close to his, to kiss your forehead when the dreams would start up. To trace shapes on your arms. But no, he wasn’t busy with aunt may he was avoiding you. You pushed him away and now he’s gone.

“I’m gonna go pack.” You say softly standing up, but that caused everyone else to stand up.

“Pack? Pack for what?” Clint says as he stood in front of you. Tony and the rest stood beside him not allowing you to move.

“The decathlon trip tomorrow. We’re only staying for the night and coming back Tuesday. No biggy.” You say as you try to get around them, but Tony steps in front of you this time.

“Your not going.” He says.

“What?!” You say confused.

“Y/N your not going. Not after all this, we need to help you, you need to stay low.”

“Stay low- I have to go. And I’m fine. I got a day of sleep, I’m healthy and thriving.” You say sarcastically.

“Your not going. End of discussion.” He stays sternly.

“End of discussion my ass, I said I was going they are all counting on me.” Steve says language under his breath but just receives a slap to the arm from Bucky and Sam.

“And I’m your father and I don’t need you losing it.” You released a half-hearted chuckle.

“Wow dad. And you ask me why I didn’t say anything.” Your face becomes serious again. “This is why, I knew if you guys found out, you would treat me like I’m a fucking child-“

“Watch your mouth,” Tony says.

“Really?! Are you kidding. I’m going and that’s the end of the discussion. I don’t have time to whine about my problems when my team needs me. And I’m fine for your information, you don’t need to lock me down in the compound, because I’m perfectly fine.” You said, you took a deep breath, as you looked back into Tony’s. “You have to trust me dad.”

Tony pulled you into a hug, you wrapped your arms around him. “I just don’t want you to be alone. I don’t want you getting hurt.” He says against your head. A smile spreads across your face.

“I’ll be fine dad. I promise.”

“Awwwwwwwwww,” You hear the whole team say. You and tony pulled away rolling your eyes. But they all come into a big family hug, everyone squishing the other. It was annoying, but it was sweet. It just showed how much everyone cared for the other.

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“Call me if anything happens. Anything at all. Actually call me when you get there, and when you get to the hotel and when you wake up the next day. But if you need to call me at night you can. If you feel yourself losing it call me. I’ll answer don’t worry. Also send a text, I might call after though because you know I don’t like texting. Actually forget what I said, don’t really forget it, I’ll just call you every hour just to check with you, you can call me though if-“ you put your hand on your dad’s shoulder to stop him from talking anymore. You give him a soft smile easing his nerves.

“I’m gonna be fine dad. Don’t worry.” Your dad returns the smile.

“I’m never gonna stop worrying. Your my little girl.” He says pulling you into a hug. He holds you a little too long that you have to tap his shoulder.

“Ok dad, I have to go now.” Tony pulled away nodding his head. You opened the car door, slipping out and grabbing your duffel bag from the trunk. You start walking to the bus before you head your dad’s voice. You turn on your heel as you looked at your dad from the car window he rolled down.

“Love you peanut!” He yelled as he waved to you.

“Love you too!” You yelled back waving back to him.

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A/N: hoped you liked part 11, I’m really enjoying writing this series. Already started writing Part 12.

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Movie Night

a/n: okay LISTEN i was going to bed when my brain decided to be an ass and give me a cuteass story idea and now we’re here sooo enjoy if this is crap i never posted it

Summary: Even superheros love movie nights 

Parings: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings: some cursing cause i’m good at that, infinity war doesn’t exist here woo, too much writing but who really cares

Movie nights at the Avengers compound were Peter’s favorite. In fact, they were everyone’s favorite. The teams of enhanced and highly trained adults never got a minute to settle and do humane things, bond. Times like these were their favorites; where they could just sit and relax in their pajamas, enjoy some random comedy movie or sitcom with the people they fight side by side along with the added bonus of sharing this time with one of the people the team cares about most: Y/N Stark.

Y/N came into Tony’s life at a rather unusual time. He remembers it vividly, wishing his 38 year old self hadn’t freaked out so much.

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