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The Little Rose - 1
Series Masterlist | Intro
Warning: This series includes dark themes
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Wanda looked in the mirror to the 5 year old girl that was sitting in the back seat. The girl was playing happily with two barbies she had brought while occasionally looking out the window.
Wanda looked back at the road just in time to see the big New Jersey Sign. Just as they had passed the state border the little girl got tired of playing with barbies.
"Where are we going?" She asked Wanda as she started pushing herself up as far as her seat belt would let her.
"Sit down Detka! You're going to get hurt" Wanda scolded. "We are going to Westview for vacation" the girl nods happily as she gets in a small bookbag and grabs a coloring book and crayons.
"How much longer til get there?"
"2 hours. Why don't you draw me a pretty picture? I'll turn on some music"
"Okay!"
Wanda begins to mess with the radio looking for a good station until she pauses on a certain one
"A 5 year old girl named Rose Romanoff went missing today around 12:35pm. It is said the girl was last seen at a restaurant with her foster parents before she went to the bathroom. And didn't return. The girl was last seen wearing a sunflower dress with pigtails. She has red hair and Green eyes. if anyone sees her please report it to the authorities." Wanda looks back at the girl before turning the radio quickly and taking a deep breath.
As they get to their destination Wanda sighs and climbs out of the car before opening the back door and helping Rose out and picking her up, placing her on her hip and then grabbing her toys.
Wanda walks up the steps of the house and sets the girl down. Unlocking the door she let's Rose in and then looks around before stepping in herself.
Finally in the safety of her home Wanda gets a good look at the girl. Her red wavy hair had gotten longer since the last time she saw her. Her eyes are no longer as bright as they Once were in the compound and she had gotten a couple inches taller. The sunflower dress she wears has spots of dirt around the bottom and she wore a pair of flip flops that had some sort of cartoon character on them.
“Wandy?” Rose called for the women making her snap out of the memories.
“Yes, my little flower?”
“Why Amy an Mark no come? They alway come.” Wanda looked at Rose with a blank expression before squatting down to her level.
“Well Sweet girl your with me now. Mark and Amy are no longer going to be here. Just you and me.” Rose looked at Wanda confused. She doesn't understand what Wanda was saying. Amy and Mark had been with her since Natasha died. “Come on let me show you your room.”
Wanda stands back up and reaches her arm out for the girl to take.
Rose stops and looks at the room in awe. The walls were painted pastel pink roses and vines painted all over them. There was a small bed that had lots of pillows and stuffed animals on it with a glittery pink bedspread. A Toy box sat in the corner of the room next to a big doll house and finally there was a huge walk-in closet that already had multiple pieces of clothing in it.
“For me?” Rose asked Excitedly as she was already bouncing on her feet wanting to go inspect the toys.
“All for you. Why don’t you go play and look around while I start dinner. Does that sound okay Detka?” Rose nodded and then immediately ran over to the toy box pulling out dolls and furniture to start setting up her doll house. Wanda smiled before walking towards the kitchen where she started to prepare dinner.
She was so happy she finally had you again. You were home and Wanda was going to get to be your mom. She took a glance at the picture that was hanging on the living room wall. It was of Natasha and Wanda a couple months before she died. They had just started a relationship then and was getting ready to tell Rose about it before Natasha had- Wanda stops her thoughts and with a sad sigh continues to the kitchen.
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If You Spent More Money You Were Suppose To
You: *plays with yours and Natasha’s Toddler*
Natasha: *from the kitchen* $600 on puzzles!
You: *eyes widen, lays down, shushes Lena and closes eyes*
Natasha: (Y/n/n)! *enters room*
Lena: *grabs a toy gun and starts “shooting”*
Natasha: $600 on puzzles?
Lena: pew pew pew
Natasha: *smiles and puts her hands up* oh no! *walks backwards and closes the door*
Lena: *puts the toy gun down and hugs you*
You: *wraps your arm around Lena*
Lena: I protect you, you’re the queen
You: *smiles and kisses Lena’s head*
Natasha: *opens the door with another toy gun in hand*
Lena: *scream laughs*
Natasha: pew pew pew
You: *grabs a pillow, throws it at Natasha and carries Lena’s out*
Lena: *shoots over your shoulder at Nat* pew pew pew
Natasha: *leaves toy gun on the bed and chases after you both*
You: in fair honesty I think you’ll enjoy the puzzle too
Natasha: *reaches the both of you and lifts you up*
Lena: *laughs*
Natasha: I’ve got you my darlings *kisses both you and Lena and puts you down*
Lena: *reaches for Natasha*
Natasha: *tickles kisses her*
Lena: *laughs and pushes Nat’s head away*
Natasha: *kisses Lena’s cheek and turns to you* I’m not mad, a little surprised but not mad
You: oh thank god
Natasha: you can make it up later *winks and walks towards the kitchen*
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peter man?
chapter one: a not so fun necklace.
Peter Parker x Winterwidow/Buckynat's daughter! reader.
Dreams, by the Cranberries.
"Oh, my life is changing everyday...
In every possible way."
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Her eyes darted between her father and her mother. Another staring contest, fun.
Her mothers green eyes staring into her father's icy blue ones.
Y/n just stood up and carefully walked out of the compound kitchen and into her room and saw Peter already there and she sighed, kicked her slippers off and jumped onto him, since he was laying on his bed and snuggled into his side.
"Hi Peter man." She said teasingly and earned an audible groan from him.
"Why are you calling me that..." he mumbled and wrapped his arms around her body and let her snuggle into him.
He had learned that snuggling was her way of coping with her past in the Red Room, a way to learn that physical contact can be okay.
"Because it's funny, Spider Parker." She giggles and looked up at him with her soft Y/e/c eyes and looked into his warm and comforting brown eyes.
But he can't be mad, he never wanted to not be snuggling her.
But that doesn't mean he can't get annoyed by her.
He groans loudly and rolled over on top of her, earning a loud 'Oomf' from her.
He laid on top of her, putting his whole body weight on her.
"Oh you asshole." She groans and he chuckles as he laid on her.
"C'mon, you enjoy it, don't lie." He said cheekily, and he put his hands on her stomach. His hand going her her shirt a bit, he felt her scars...but they made her fucking beautiful to him.
She rolled her eyes and held him tightly.
"Shut up..." She mumbled into his hair as he had his face in the crook of her neck. He giggles and traced her scares lightly, his rough and calloused hand on the scar tissue felt delicate.
He felt to coolness of her right bionic hand on the nape of his neck, people would beget all weird by it, but like how Natasha was with Bucky, he saw through the arm and just the person, the person whom they both truly love.
It was dinner time, all of the Avengers were sitting down eating.
And dinner always consisted of Bucky and Sam Arguing, Tony wiggling his eyebrows at Peter, Natasha glaring at Tony, Wanda reading the teens minds and giggling, Loki not caring for the young Peter but always giving encouraging smiles to Y/n, Thor not knowing whats going on, Bruce not caring really, Steve trying to calm down Bucky and Sam, Clint not caring and trying to eat, Somehow Vision even knows the love between Y/n and Peter.
In a nutshell it was normal until Pietro started something quiet interesting...
"Peter, Y/n?" He asked, his accent thick as he stood up. Everyone raised their eyebrows s he grabbed a fistful of pasta and threw it at Y/n.
"I declare, a food fight."
Everyone's eyes widen and Thor immediately threw garlic bread at the speedsters face. Tony lets out a cackle and threw a meatball at Steve's face.
Then a war had begun. Peter and Y/n had hid under the table with cookies in hand as the adults were throwing pasta all over each other.
Y/n giggles and Peter sighed and looked at her, her delicate features. And she turned and they made eye contact
And that was when it felt as if everything slowed down. Their eyes looking into one another, and they just felt so connected. And slowly, inch, by inch they leaned in... and they got so close, that only their noses touched.
He could smell her perfume, the addicting coffee, lavender and vanilla.
She was just addicting to him.
His left hand went to her cheek and the back of her neck, inching closer and closer...
Then Thor lifted the table up, and the two pulled away quickly and sh threw a cookie at him and jumped up, then helped Peter up, their faces bright red. Now, EVERYONE knew.
But, being the two hopeless idiots they didn't.
"Man of spiders! Lady of Metal Arms! I have found you!" Thor boomed happily and gave a knowing grin and wiggled his eyebrows in very, very obvious way.
Y/n was currently on her bed, with her mother, Wanda and Pepper stopped by to see what she missed since she missed dinner.
"You two almost kissed?!" Pepper yelled and Wanda shushed her and Natasha sighed.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y, can you sound proof the room?" Natasha said to the AI and the room became sound proof.
Natasha takes a deep breath then she started.
"Y/n Rebecca Barnes, you have to tell him you like him!" She yelled and stood up and started pacing while she spoke to her daughter.
"If you don't tell him he will never know!" Pepper nodded and added to Natasha.
"It is so clear he is in love with you!" Wanda nodded and also added.
"You know, I have never felt so much love for a person then he does for you..."
Y/n sighed and rubbed her temples and laid back on her bed, and groans, the metal of her hand helping her nerves.
But little did she know, that in Peters room. There was all of the boys trying to comfort a very, very anxious spider.
"Kid, if she didn't like you should would have pulled away or not lean in at all." Steve sighed and Bucky just looked uncomfortable.
Tony puts his hand on his shoulder and said.
"You should have made out with her quicker-"
"Stark! Do you forget that she is my daughter?" Bucky snapped and Tony chuckled and whispered to Peter.
"Don't forget about Papa-Bear." And Steve sighed as he had to restrain his childhood best friend.
"B-Buck! Don't you dare make me get Natasha." Steve said firmly and Bucky stopped and whispers.
"You wouldn't dare to get Natalia." He seethed out and Steve sighed and yelled.
"Natasha! Bucky is trying to kill another Stark."
Tony grimaced and everyone else had to stifle down a laugh. And Bucky just rolled his eyes as Natasha walked in and started speaking in rapid Russian with Bucky.
"Seriously, James? What did he do this time?" Natasha asked in Russian.
"He was talking about how he should have made out with our daughter earlier!" He responded.
All she did was let out a small chuckle and said.
"He has a point, James."
"Natalia, no."
"Natalia yes."
He scoffed and rolled his eyes as she dragged him out of the room and eventually all of the others walked out as well. After a few minutes, Y/n sneaked into his room, like usual, in her pajamas and snuggled into his side.
Something they do nightly, his arms around her waist and he face in his chest as she listens to his heart beat.
"Peter..?" She mumbled softly into his chest and he looked down at her and whispered.
"Yeah, princess?" She looked up and sighed as she nuzzled into him more.
"I'm scared..." she mumbled and he sighed and held her tightly.
"The nightmares?"
She nodded and he thought for a moment and he got close to her ear and whispered.
"You wanna stay with me?" She looked up and nodded, solace was what she needed.
He smiles and moved her so she could get under the sheets and blankets, he practically engulfed her with blankets and himself.
She giggles and nuzzled into his chest and mumbled.
"Good night, Peter man."
He didn't roll his eyes but he kissed her forehead and whispered.
"Good night, Stargirl." She blushed a deep magenta when he said her hero name, and when he kissed her forehead.
Lord he knew how to make her melt like a candle.
And just like that, she fell asleep.
In the arms with the one, and only guy she wants.
But the nightmares of her getting choked by The Winter Soldier and his metal arm will always come.
How his hand was a not so fun necklace.
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Prima Ballerina
Natasha spun round in her pink leotard and tutu, it wasn’t often she found herself with enough free time to refresh her skills but when she could, she took the opportunity. Lorelai was outside in the backyard playing with Dodger, the sight made Natasha smile as she walked into the screened in sunroom. The warmth of the sunshine helped fill the room with relaxation for Natasha.
She played a bit of soft classical music, stretching carefully before she soon found herself dancing around the room on her tippy toes. Her legs ached a bit as it had been a while since she last practiced but she kept dancing. The music grew louder a bit more intense as she danced and twirled round and round. Natasha hadn’t noticed that Ransom had taken Dodger inside to wash up or that Lorelai was sitting in the corner with her juice box watching her mother in awe. Eventually her soft voice spoke up, “Mama?” She asked.
Natasha jolted and stumbled a little as her concentration was broken. She puffed a bit of breath and gave her daughter a smile. “Hey baby, did you get too tired outside?” Natasha walked over to Lor and kneeled beside the girl. Brushing a few sweaty curls from her soft round face.
“How’d you learn to dance like that?” The young girl asked between her last few sips of her juice box. Natasha held back horrific memories at the question.
“When I was a young girl like you I was in ballet class. There weren’t many girls that stayed with the program but those that did became famous dancers. But they live all around the world in all different places.” It wasn’t the truth but also wasn’t quite a lie.. it’s not like the four year old needed to know the exact details, especially when she didn’t have to be exposed to such things.
The little girl looked up at Natasha as if she was a goddess, Natasha leaned in and gave the girls cheek a kiss. “Mama, can I learn to dance with you?”
Natasha smiled brightly and nodded. “Of course you can, babylove. You’ll just need shoes and leggings like mama’s. I can order them for you, let's say after lunch?” Her brow quirked and the young girl nodded enthusiastically.
“Can we have lunchables?” Lor stood up and held her hand out for Nat to get up.
“Why don’t we make one of Mama’s grownups lunchable? You know on that pretty plate you love?” She asked as she stood and took her daughter's hand.
Lorelai bounced up and down happily, Natasha chuckled. “Knew you’d like that baby.”
Natasha turned the music off and led the pair into the kitchen, scooping Lor up she sat her on the countertop while Natasha grabbed the fancy charcuterie board from the island. Lorelai wiggled happily at the sight of the board and traced her little finger on the pattern.
While Lorelai played with the board, Natasha gathered the deli meat and cheese before cutting them into squares like a lunchable as well as grabbing two different crackers for them. “What else do you want, bubble?” She asked her daughter.
Lorelai hummed in thought. “Some strawberries and grapes please.” She said, Natasha then went to the fridge and pulled out the washed fruits before setting them neatly on the board.
“Did you want water or another juice?” She asked, Lorelai having carefully scooted down from the counter so she could stand in front of the fridge that Nat left open.
Natasha chuckled softly at the sight of the little girl in front of the big refrigerator but she grabbed her another juice box and a bottle of water for herself before she handed them to Lor. “Here baby, you take these and Mama will get the food. You just find us something on tv you wanna watch.”
The girl bounced happily and sped off to the big fancy couch that resided in their living room. Ransom was watching the news but Lor pounced on him making him grunt softly from her weight. “Papa!! Is my turn now to watch something.” She whined almost like Natasha would.
Natasha followed in moments later and set the board down on the coffee table. Ransom held Lorelai in his lap as the pair playfully fought for the remote. The little girl giggled profusely as he tickled her sides. “Alright you two, why don’t you both pick something to watch?” She asked as she sat down with them, curling her legs under her a bit.
Lorelai and Ransom conferred in whispers while Natasha ate a ham and cheese cracker, scrolling on her phone looking at ballet outfits for Lorelai. After a few moments Ransom spoke up. “Seems we have come to an agreement, we should watch The Lorax.” He grinned over at Nat, her green eyes flicked up and a smile grew on her lips.
“It’s my favorite movie.” She nodded in agreement, and soon Ransom turned the movie on, the little yellow fluff appeared on the screen.
Her smile grew as she felt little flutters in her tummy, she rubbed her little tummy and ate another cracker as she set her phone aside to cuddle up with her family properly. Lorelai was entranced with the movie, Natasha knew they could finish up their talk about ballet later, right now they were all together as a family.
All four of them even if one happened to be a little speck on a clover flower.
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Travel time: The end of the world. Romanogers x daughter!Original character. (1/3)
Summary: Sarah travels back in time: the equation has a problem and changes the universe. Once she sees that she's screwed up, she keeps screwing it up just by being happy for a few more minutes with her parents.
This have only three parts independent of each other. So, let me know if you like it or if you wanna be tagged on the next two parts!
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The blonde walked through the streets of New York, she knew this place so well, but for some reason, there was something that didn't feel right. Something didn't feel right, she felt something wasn't right.
She had broken every rule to return to the streets of New York, just to see two people. She only wanted to see them for a second, and then she'd be gone. She wanted to see them one more time, wanted to feel both of their eyes on her until her stomach burned.
A car honked at her as she stood in the middle of the street, not moving and admiring the color of the buildings. There was something different and she couldn't tell what it was.
"Move!" she startled and wailed, walking towards the sidewalk. His footsteps seemed monotonous compared to the great multi-dom. You began to see children dressed as superheroes, they were fashionable, and they were always going to be fashionable in any universe. You smiled as a boy passed by playing with the Iron-man mask.
You had a strange demeanor for a teenage girl standing in the middle of a New York street, wearing a flowery blue dress in the middle of autumn. Yes, you were totally out of place, but your golden curls seemed to be the only thing that kept the little sunshine company.
You put your hands in your pocket and felt the coins. You had to have fifty dollars, and so you had to get by until you left again.
You stopped at the first newspaper stand, and frowned at that; "After the civil war, the scarlet witch, Captain America, and Black widows made their presence known in a subway station, in Paris, France."
The civil war; she looked at the date, 2018. Her mother must have been pregnant with her on that date; she was going to see her parents with her in the womb. Specifically, it was three months before your birth.
"Hey, are you going to pay for that?" the voice of a grumpy old man made you blink a little scared.
"Yeah, sorry" you deposited the coins in his palm and began to walk by inertia as you turned the pages and tried to think of a way to go towards the avengers compound. There was no way, because of course, Tony had taken care of that. Stupid.
You took the nearest train, and then with the white sneakers you started jogging all around; you used to do those runs with your father, you always did. It was a good thing to have in common, and you wanted to get to him, you wanted to see him.
You stopped your footsteps when you were close. What were you going to say? You couldn't just show up, and you knew you couldn't alter the timeline, you couldn't say anything: maybe you could only pretend to be a poor girl, yes, that's what you were going to do, only because inside you only wanted one thing: and that was to see them.
Your thoughts were only interrupted by the sound of a car, and you ducked out of the way. By the time you saw the Audi, you had no better idea than to take your aunt's stupid ideas: you walked back to the road quickly and felt the bump against your hips. You groaned in pain as you fell to the ground: the pain is only for a little while. Just a few minutes.
The car screeched to a halt and you didn't open your eyes. "Jesus Christ," Steve muttered.
"It's a girl" Nat's voice boomed in your ears, and you felt every part of your body bristle as strands of hair ran from your face: you felt the Dolce & Gabbana perfume that you stole so much of your life from her, that your father always gave her and you used as if it belonged to both of you.
You felt another hand on your neck and you had to make another great effort not to burst into tears at the touch of both adults. Steve touched your neck "I'm going to take her inside" he took you in his arms and you let yourself be carried, the back door opened and you were deposited in the back seats, as they always used to do.
"Who the fuck jump in front of a car like that?" cursed Steve and you couldn't even open your eyes, but you did feel tears streaming down your cheek. You even stirred, and you felt like throwing up.
"I don't know, but she looks hurt" you felt Natasha's vibrating voice, and you could be sure she was turning you to look at you: you just wanted to kneel and clutch yourself in pain.
"Ready" the car again squealed on its tires and the door loudly swung open. Steve opened it again and loaded you in, and you had a feeling Natasha was after Steve. "Hurry up, Steve," Natasha spoke.
"She's in tears, she must be in a lot of pain" Steve muttered and you felt how he start to get faster. He jogged and you began to feel more voices join in: maybe you had gone too far, maybe you had to just wake up and that was it.
You coughed and clung to Steve. "She is waking up" you opened your eyes, but your tears denied you from seeing properly.
"What's your name?" Natasha appeared in front of your eyes, you saw her short blonde hair, and you let out a slight gasp of pain inside you, unsure of what you had done.
"You don't have any wounds?" you felt yourself being checked, and you clutched your hand in Natasha's: you saw her surprise. You turned your head and looked over at Steve, who had his beard and hair somewhat long back.
"She doesn't look hurt" the voice boomed in your ears but you didn't recognize him. You looked back at Natasha who looked really confused and laid her head down, this time you frowned: Natasha wasn't with a baby in her belly.
"Mom" you mumbled as the pressure in your chest won you over, and your body seemed to sink into the bed.
And the screams behind you increased, but nothing was enough to ease the pain in your heart.
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You were seventeen, the rain was beating against you and mixed with your tears. You were on the ground that had mud on it, you were really there with your knees touching some of the cold ceramics that corresponded to some of the graves on the ground.
You made that smile with so much pain and just rested both hands on each grave.
One carved "Steven Grant Rogers" the other "Natalia Alianovna Romanov" into the stone, and a lot of things that people you didn't even know had left; they didn't even really know your parents.
"I miss them" two months, that alone was how long it had been since you had lost them on a mission. They actually walked away and came back on the shoulder of Bucky, Sam, and Carol.
You leaned your head forward, releasing the pain. You bit the inside of your cheek "Please come back."
For seventeen years you'd had them with you, how were you going to face life without them? They had taught you everything, but not enough to leave you: you still had the puzzle to finish with your father, and he still hadn't finished his drawing of you and your mother that he had insisted so much on recreating that year. You hadn't finished learning that Spanish piano piece your mother was teaching you, you hadn't even finished the French lessons she was teaching you.
"Please, Mom, Dad," you murmured, choked with pain. You wanted more time, just a little more. You wanted just a moment with them again.
Your blonde hair clung to you and you only felt the footsteps "Sarah, let's go home" you tearfully denied without even being able to look at who was behind you. "Hey, come on" Bucky's hands were placed against your shoulder and you only gasped.
"I want them back, uncle please" you begged as if he was capable of doing anything.
You felt another cry behind you and it was clear to you that it was Yelena. You turned, letting your bottom fall against the wet ground and looked at them both; so destroyed, so in pain, with water pouring down your bodies. "I need them."
"I know, but you have to go on" Bucky knelt in front of you, but you saw how Yelena could even look at you because she was just as destroyed even if she tried to hide it. "Your parents would have wanted it that way."
You clung, hugging yourself, only to feel your uncle's arms wrap around you.
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Your eyes opened, both at once but they were so clouded that all you could feel was the machine making faint beeps in the room. It was white, pale and graceless as if no one usually walked by.
The door opened and you watched the two adults walk through with coffee, who remained serious as they looked at you. Another time you might have worried because you knew they were probably going to grumble at you. Still, there was something wrong: Natasha was clearly not pregnant.
"Are you okay?" you looked at Steve and nodded, swallowing .
Natasha nodded "What were you doing in the woods and why were you running?"
"I-" you stammered, you really were just as spontaneous as your mother and didn't think things through, your father had always reproached you for that. They both kept their distance from you. "I don't know, I don't remember."
"Maybe we can help you," Steve set the coffee aside. "What's your name?"
You swallowed hard "I don't know"
"You don't know or you don't remember?" asked Natasha looking at Steve, both of them not approaching as if you were a threat.
"I- I- I don't know anything" you had only come to see them, you wanted just a moment: anything would alter the timeline, you couldn't afford that. Maybe you'd already altered this one. Oh, shit. Shit. "I have to go," you stood up quickly, and started ripping out the wires.
"Hey, no, no" Steve, or your father, quickly reached over and grabbed you to stop doing that.
"I'll call Bruce" Natasha tapped the button.
"No, I'm going. Please let me go. I can't stay here."
"Do you know where you are?" Natasha's question left you frozen.
"I just know I don't have to be here" you mumbled but Steve had such a hold on you that you just struggled. "Please let me go" you begged and your eyes began to glaze over.
"We can't let you go. How old are you?"
"I don't know, stop it!" you stirred too hard and only caused both adults to look at you stunned: possibly because you'd gotten out of Steve's grip too quickly, as if you knew how to do it: you did, he'd taught you in the future.
Natasha and Steve looked at each other again, as if thinking something. "If you let me go, I swear I'll never come back. You won't see me. But let me go, please," you begged.
"I don't know you already?" you looked at Natasha who was approaching curiously. "Did you come from the red room?"
You frowned and denied it quickly, knowing you were walking into something you couldn't "I- I don't know what that is."
"I'm here" your head jerked up as you saw Tony and Bruce walk in. You bit your inner cheek, reliving those faces that you already knew but were so unfamiliar: "Uncle Bruce" "Uncle Tony".
"I've seen the camera, she was hidden and she threw himself against the car for fun." Shit, Stark. Shit. You cursed without assessing the detail of how controlling he was. Everyone saw you and now, you only saw distrust in the eyes of all the adults.
"Let me go," you demanded.
Bruce picked up his tablet and looked at Steve and Natasha. "She doesn't exist in the database" They all looked at you as if you were a totally threatening being.
Steve pulled a little red notebook out of his pocket, your notebook, that little notebook he had given you, "What are these numbers?" Tony snatched the notebook out of his hands.
"Please be careful," you begged.
"Who are you?" Steve's voice boomed again, and you looked at Natasha: as if it was that one of the many occasions where your father nagged you and you expected your mother to defend you.
"It's equations, lots of quantum science equations even" Tony opened his mouth. "I'm going to take that."
"No!" you shouted and stood up, but Steve's arms grabbed you tightly.
"Her blood... is..." everyone turned back to Burce who was looking at the tablet "Her blood type is different. Her body is... she has serum in her body, but more than one type" you denied quickly, wanting to get out of there.
"Can it be the little bottle that was with her?"
"No!" you cried again, alarmed.
"I'm going to examine him."
"No, no, no, no" was the only token you had to go back, it was the only thing that would bring you back. Tony and Bruce seemed to walk out, not listening to you. "I need it to come back, please!" you blurted out, refusing. Everyone in the room looked at you. You looked at Bruce and Tony "I need it to get back to where I came from, if you guys throw it away, I'm going to ruin everything here!"
Tony brought his eyes back to the equations and then took a step forward "You come from somewhere else with a chemical formula and quantum physics. Are you from space?" all eyes were on you. "Well, if you don't talk we're going to have to do the studies with the samples you brought and -" you interrupted Tony, tugging harder on Steve's grip, "Please, Uncle Tony, no. No!" the pressure in your chest made you open your mouth and feel like you'd embarked on everything. "I was wrong!"
"What did you call me?" Tony approached slowly, and all you did was snatch the notebook from him. Everyone looked at you, but you turned back and checked the equation, the numbers and the line: you'd already done it, but there was something that didn't add up.
"My watch" you muttered.
"This one?" Natasha picked it up and looked at it.
"Please give it back."
The blonde denied, and you looked at her tearfully. "It's got today's date on it, it's not going to help you at all."
You looked around, and it all came down like a bucket of cold water. "Why did you call me uncle Tony?" asked Tony again. "I don't have any brothers, I don't know you" he clarified.
You looked at Natasha, then at Steve. "Are you two living together?" Steve and Natasha looked at each other and frowned. You opened your mouth slightly "No you both aren't. You two aren't together?"
"You guys are together?" asked Tony in confusion.
"No," they both denied. "Who are you?" was the same question, and you just knew you'd muddied it.
You looked again at both of them, who were confused and alerted by your presence. You brought your hands to your face, and again, tears began to flow. "I'm stupid, I'm stupid," you began to mutter. "It was a stupid equation" you stood up and your cold feet touched the ground.
"Where did you come from?" asked Steve again.
"I'm more intrigued as to why he called me uncle, I'm sorry."
"If I tell you, will you let me go?" you were going to alter a timeline, but not your own. Maybe you were only supposed to say one thing, and you hoped you wouldn't ruin what was ahead.
"Depends on what you say," Steve spoke.
You wiped your tears and shook your head, looking at Steve and Natasha "I'm Sarah" you turned your gaze to Steve and nodded "As your mother" they all expected you to follow. You denied. "I come from another universe, I just.. I wanted to move in my timeline but I moved lines and changed universes" you made a wry grimace as you shrugged your shoulders, as if that was funny. It wasn't, not at all. It was desperate.
"You're my daughter" Steve's words echoed throughout the place and you looked at him, eyes glazed over and nodded. He opened his mouth and you put your hands to your chest.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to... god, it's wrong, what I did is wrong. I need to go back. I need you to understand that the more I talk, the more things will start to go sideways. You all are not from my universe, it's not my universe."
"Wait, wait" Natasha's words begged to interrupt you and you looked at her, nodding and knowing she already knew, "Yes, you're my mother" you watched her as she took a step back, struck by that.
"And that's why I'm your uncle?" asked Tony.
"You are their biological daughter" Bruce spoke walking over as he looked at you. You nodded "That's why the serum in your body."
"Are you saying that in another universe the two of them have you?" asked Tony pointing at both of them.
"A bit complicated" you muttered.
"If I have you, it's because I don't-" you interrupted Natasha: "I can't talk to you. I can't give you the details. But all the questions that arise from the possibility that there is between the two of you are true."
"Like you both kinds of had a lot of sex" Tony added somewhat amused.
"Tony, please the girl!" complained Steve with a grimace and you didn't avoid looking at him wistfully and smiled. That made him uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry" you murmured and denied. You closed your eyes slightly. "I made a big mistake, but I need to get my stuff and go."
"Why did you want to time travel?" asked Steve. "Did I do something wrong?" he broke in: "Was I a good father?" those words hit you.
"Please, I can't."
"You can't leave without talking to us" Nat muttered and you saw her hurt.
"I'm going" Tony spoke but before he did, he saw you. "In your universe... How am I doing?"
You rolled your eyes in amusement. Sure enough, it was Tony Stark. "You're still a billionaire, philanthropist, scientist, and a great person with a life you really want."
This one nodded "So, Sarah Rogers, if things go wrong I'll manage to come to your universe."
"No" you warned seriously. "Things don't go well."
"I'm not going to listen to a teenage girl."
Bruce looked at Steve and Natasha "I'll make sure no one touches his stuff."
"Thanks too, Uncle Bruce" he blinked in astonishment and you shook your head, somewhat obviously.
"Wow, that's... universes, multiverses" he muttered "Nice to meet you, Sarah" spoke this one to leave.
You looked at Natasha and Steve, who were giving each other looks "No, it really can't be possible" Natasha muttered and you sat comfortably, despite the robe you had on.
"I just wanted to cure something I had and I was wrong."
"You traveled back in time!" spoke Steve.
"But I got the wrong universe" you shrugged your shoulders and pointed at them "Maybe in this one, I never exist" you justified yourself "Don't be mad da-" you swallowed the words with great pain: habit and pain together were fucking bullshit.
"God" this one stirred and went to his coffee, and you saw Natasha. You just wanted them to let you touch their face, just wanted a hug, and then you'd leave.
"Then there's a chance I could pregnant," murmured this one. "And it has to do with Steve."
The boy turned around "I mean, you're not pregnant. Aren't you?" Steve asked Natasha and you widened your eyes, watching as they really could be. "She's not pregnant, is she?"
"I don't know, in my universe, she should be. But it's parallel, I can't answer you."
"Steve, wait" Nat's words made silence and she looked deep into your eyes "You're so hurt, always crying. What did we do wrong?"
You painfully denied "Nothing you can fix me or help me".
"We did something wrong" Steve stepped closer, "No, I'm sorry, I have no way of knowing this is true" he looked at Natasha "She could be ambushing us."
"Don't do anything stupid until I get back" you spoke and earned a look from Steve, serious and transfixed "How could I, you're taking all the stupidity with you."
"What's that?" asked Natasha looking at Steve.
The boy walked over to you, looking at you. "Sarah was your mother, she died as a nurse in the war because she contracted tuberculosis."
"That's not on any record" muttered Steve.
"Because you told me" you paused, "My father told me."
"And what made you have to go back in time?"
"Did we miss something?"
You shook your head, looking them both in the eye again and every fiber of your body contracted. "You were the best parents in the world," you lowered your head, breaking down in tears.
"Shit," Natasha muttered.
"We died," Steve whispered.
You shook your head and lifted "I'm sorry, it's not your problem. I just-" a pout left your lips "I wanted five more minutes with both."
No one spoke, Steve and Natasha just watched you wasting away in pain.
"Are you alone?" asked Steve and you sensed his fear, and you knew how much it pained him to think about the idea of you being left the way he was left
You denied "No, but I don't have both anymore and I have a horrible pain in my chest" you confessed.
"I'm so sorry," Natasha murmured.
"No, no, you don't have to. It wasn't your fault, you both didn't choose it. You left me with amazing people" you nodded and looked at them, and for some reason, they seemed to be broken too: maybe, even in different universes, some fibers of the bodies were joined by some imaginary line.
"You're smart, huh" Steve's words made you look at him again "You traveled in time and in the universe."
You grimaced amused, still in tears "But don't tell Uncle Tony that I raided the tower just to steal the formula from him."
"I bet we'd be proud just the same," Natasha muttered.
"I just wanted five minutes where we shared in the same place. I took it too far."
"Yes, yes you have," Steve assured.
"We... We're going to leave you for a moment to change."
You nodded, watching them both leave. Natasha only looked at Steve, and they shared overwhelming and also uncomfortable looks. "This is so weird."
"She looks very broken" Natasha whispered. "And she looks like you, her hair..."
"I know, I know."
"What if it's nothing more than a Hydra experiment?"
Steve opened his mouth and denied "She really sounded convincing, and after everything, I've been through in the last few years... I really believe her."
"How could I have a daughter naturally?"
"Maybe in that universe you didn't go through all that."
"If I hadn't, would I be here too?"
"Apparently so, Nat," Steve opened his mouth and scratched his beard, pointing to the room. "In there, there's a teenage girl who is our daughter. She has a combination of our serum, she traveled in time and universe; she knew what car I used, and she knew she was at least one of us before she threw herself in front of the car. She knew where to come from, she knew the names and she knew things that aren't on file."
Natasha put her fist to her lips and took a breath "But she's not our daughter. Not ours."
"His parents are dead. In another universe, we are no longer alive."
"Steve, her life is not our life."
"I know, I know. But..." this one stirred "I just acted like she's our daughter now."
"She had other parents, maybe even our attitudes were the same. You heard her, by this time we were dating."
"What if that was the story we told her as a mistake?"
...
No idea how it happened, Steve had entered the room again and asked if you wanted to spend a day with him and Nat. You agreed because in the end, you had already done what was wrong and inappropriate.
You noticed the discomfort in them, but also their gaze on you constantly.
"So... Who should you be with now?" asked Natasha stirring in the seats of the vehicle.
"With Yelena and Bucky" they both turned to look at you, only Steve for a short time to turn back to the road.
"And that's safe?"
"Well, sometimes I go with Tony or Wanda."
"How... How did we die?" asked Natasha, turning to look at you.
You shrugged "I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
Natasha cleared her throat "And... We only had one child?"
"Really Natasha? "Steve looked at him incredulously and you just laughed lightly. "You ask the girl anything to do with our sex life in a roundabout way?"
"I'm seventeen" you clarified as the light turned red and they both turned to look at you. "And yes, you only had me because the plan for the second baby was for when I turned eighteen."
"See! We're modern parents who normalize that stuff" Steve raised his eyebrow.
"Yes, you did" you nodded. "You were always my friends too" you looked up remembering the moments.
"Look, Steve, in another universe you're not a living fossil and you're more modern."
"Actually, we helped him. Yes he's a living fossil with us but, having two women made him more current" you made silent and pointed at Natasha "In fact, he learned after the third time he bought me some of those clothes people used to wear before and you made him sleep those three times on the sofa".
Natasha let out a laugh and Steve looked at them both. And he really saw the resemblance, so he frowned, was there anyone who once used to enjoy those scenes every day? He looked at Natasha, he hadn't really considered that theirs could go that far. He didn't even see them that they could have that much in common for that matter. If he was attracted to her, he always had been, it was Natasha: everyone was attracted to Natasha, but he avoided looking at her with that intention for so long that now that he did, he was kind of amazed and overwhelmed.
"Anyway, then he started to modernize" The silence returned and you leaned your body back against the seat, looking out the window at the tall buildings. "We always lived here, well, in Brooklyn."
"In the house where my mother lived?" the question from Steve made you look at him again, colliding the blue eyes they both had.
You wrinkled your nose "You think mom would have liked that?" another silence took over, maybe because of the word, or the overload of confidence. They're not your parents. They aren't. Just people who look alike and share a piece of history. Just that.
It wasn't until you got to the little restaurant. The three of them got out and both adults spread you out as you looked around the place. "Everything okay?" asked Natasha.
"This restaurant was burned down where I live. They had good food" you mumbled and looked at the two of them. You made a faint smile, but inside you still had the pressure of seeing their faces. And you allowed yourself, just for a few hours, to live in a fantasy.
"How do you know they're not looking for you at your house?" asked Steve sitting down at the table, Natasha and Steve sitting across from you.
"Well, I told Aunt Yelena that I would be with Uncle Bucky, and Uncle Bucky that I would be with Aunt Yelena" you both frowned "Don't make that face like you're going to challenge me on that. Please don't do it" you clarified.
The waiter came over and offered the menu, the three of them thanked and you just looked at them both wishing they would release the usual food.
"Sarah" your name boomed in Steve's voice and you looked up at him "Do you know what you're going to order?"
"The usual" you lowered your gaze again and looked up, noticing how both adults looked at each other as if they didn't know what to do. "Sorry, I forget I know you guys and you don't know me. Uh-, the omelet."
"Good" nodded Steve. "I think I'll go for some good past."
"Yes, I'll ask the same."
It was the same menu, so you just lightly played with your fork on the tablecloth. There was a few seconds of silence and you felt Steve order the food, and you with a smile without raising your teeth thanked him.
"Well then" spoke Natasha "How's school going for you?"
You shook your head to the side "I stopped going a while ago" both adults looked at you and you shook your head, obvious "I have to come to terms with the fact that I'm graduating and you guys aren't going to be there" you clarified with some pity and sighed. "But I'm doing fine."
"I'm sure with math and physics you have no problem" Steve spoke referring to time travel equations.
"I don't have a problem with anything. I'm... very active. I do well in classes, I do well in training, in swimming."
"Do you train?" Natasha's question made you nod.
"Yeah, you started teaching me and I joined Shield a few weeks ago."
"You got into Shield?" you nodded, looking at Steve.
"Wow, that's amazing" Natasha spoke, with a smile. "Right Steve?"
"Yes, it must be an achievement," he said.
"Yeah... never let me do it but I didn't have to ask anymore."
"Well, it's a bit dangerous. And maybe you should focus on your studies while you can," Steve commented now, unconvinced.
"Yeah, but it's the only thing that's actually valid. In fact, I won't be you but I have your suit" you pointed to Natasha and then looked at Steve "And your shield."
"Oh, are you our legacy?"
"I guess" you muttered.
And by the time you realized it, you were telling them everything they were supposed to know. The first memories you had, the ones that fell like crazy ideas, the ones that had fallen the last few months just to let them live with you a little longer.
The holidays, the stupid things, the activities.
"We were really happy."
The adults' smiles disappeared, and they looked pitifully "If only there was something that could be done..."
You denied "It's not your problem, really. And I already tried, I couldn't do it just like that."
"But you could have come here."
"Yeah, but it's another universe. Changing things in mine... plus they could kill me for this" you spoke with a grimace.
"What!" they both jumped out of the chair and you looked at them. "And you're still here?"
"Okay, already... they have to catch me, and they have to realize I'm gone. I haven't changed anything from my past, so technically I'm safe."
"I" none of them knew what to say, perhaps because of the teenager's looseness.
All the way back, she kept talking and talking about everything. Steve and Nat were delighted as if they knew that in another time, they had done an amazing job: maybe that's why the connection because it did exist in another place and time.
You still held her stomach in a knot, because she thought she saw the look of pride and disbelief they gave her.
You had spent hours with them again, sitting and walking, while they talked. You told them things of the last two months and played at believing that this was really your place: as if they had only gone on a mission for a long time.
It wasn't like that, and you knew it, that's why you had that ache in your chest that you couldn't get out because you didn't want to waste time crying when you could enjoy that.
By the time they reached the tower, they both hugged you. It was awkward at first, for them not for you, but it stopped when you broke down in tears.
"I'm so sorry, Sarah, I really am," for some reason, they looked hurt too.
You shook, pulling away and bringing your hands to your eyes "I'm sorry, I just... I never saw their death coming. They were supposed to come back, like they always do" you bit your lips and looked up, helpless with grief. "Thank you for giving me this moment, you don't know how nice it feels."
Steve grabbed your shoulders and their blue eyes collided with each other "We may not be able to tell you in that universe, but I assure you we are proud of you" and that only made you break down crying more, but Natasha was the one who held on to you.
"I'm sorry to leave you with this pain in your chest, but I think if we left, it's because we knew you were okay."
"My heart hurts so much. I miss you."
"I'm sorry, Sarah. We're really sorry."
And after a few minutes, Steve was running his hand through your hair while Natasha was comforting you.
"Can we watch a movie before I go?" the question surprised them both, but they nodded.
The three of them sat on the couch, already in the evening. You looked at them, with the light on over their heads. They looked at you, and somehow or other, it was too sad: it was sad for them to know that they would have liked to have had that life that spoke of the girl, but seemed so unreal in their world. Perhaps they were jealous of themselves.
You saw them, you saw how they tried to stay awake but you also saw how they fell asleep. You must have watched them for several minutes, crying silently at their absence. You would give anything to have them back, but you knew you couldn't stay there.
You stood up "I love you" you muttered.
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Steve stirred sore from his back, and sat up quickly. "Natasha" they both watched as the room seemed to have no presence of anything.
Nat stood up "Sarah!"
They shouted your name, even outside the halls. But you weren't really "If she'd gone, I would have felt it," Natasha's nerves were on edge.
"Nat" Steve's words were swallowed as he looked at the letter on the table. She walked over and they both looked at each other.
"I really hate goodbyes, I know mom does too. Anyway, in part, I've had mine and I thank you. Both are given me the best hours of my life, and you both have healed some of the pain. I feel like I left everything behind.
You are both just as amazing as my parents were, but I know that in this universe you are not my parents - maybe in a distant future, I don't know about, maybe of a girl or a boy.
I want to thank you both, for really helping me to be able to comfort and heal some of my pain. Seeing you again, even if only their figures, reminded me of what they really wanted from me. Leaving made me realize that they wouldn't have wanted this; I don't think you did either, because you didn't even propose the idea, and that's okay. After all, I have a great legacy of amazing people that you both have left me with that will help me to be able to go on and honor them for all that they gave in my universe.
Also, I know I can't do this, but since I've already done enough crap -as Dad would say-, I'll leave you with a list of things you should and should NOT do:
1) Neither of you should go to Vormir, neither when someone offers it, nor on your own. Even if the world is in ruins. (Especially don't go together. DON'T DO IT, OKAY?)
2) Don't let Bruce get so far away from you.
3) Introduce Bucky to Yelena, they are going to get along well (more than you can expect... really).
4) Kill Vision as fast as possible, all are really going to thank me, even if Aunt Wanda doesn't, but she loves me anyway. And DON'T LEAVE HER ALONE (her mental health might not be the best) (but please, kill Vision and crush her stone).
5) Take care of Bucky, but don't leave him with any kids (I was left with him too long and learned to swear before I walked).
7) Mom, don't dye your hair brown because you're going to hate it (you actually tried three times and all three times Dad had to run to the grocery store to buy another dye) (He may not say it, but he loves the way blonde looked on you, but he also loves the strong red hair).
8) Mom, help Dad use the technology because he learned it too late and took all the wrong pictures.
9) Dad, Mom loves your beard even if she doesn't say so.
10) If you two decide to go on a date, I assure you it will work out better than you think. And you'll definitely do well if you know how to handle things. Believe it or not, you were together for almost 18 years. And never seemed to regret it.
11) You should change their ID age, because the serum definitely slows down their aging. And at 50 years old (150 for dad) they are two 35 year olds. And it wasn't fun to get stopped whenever both presented their passport. It wasn't. Always.
12) Dad, don't buy any house in New York if you want to move in with mom, she's going to hate it for the rest of your life and she's going to let you know every time something breaks or there's a street festival (you always asked me to remind you of that in every life, and it used to be fun. Not anymore)
13) This is the one I should do the least, but if one day mom, just for some reason, you decide to get pregnant. In the envelope on the back is how you got pregnant in another future, even so when you went through the red room.
When it was a surprise, it generated a great impact on you and it affected you, Dad was always there. Now I suppose I give you the advantage and the choice, with the possibility: yes, it is possible. Not for any mortal human, but we were always different.
However you decide to change the path, you have to know that you have been amazing people and that all your efforts were worth it. That is my universe you were happy, that your ending is not the way I wanted it to be, doesn't mean that I haven't seen you smile until your last day: you were always the best, and you were the best parents in the world.
Now, I promise I will never come back so as not to run the timeline and future events (though please follow my points for better emotional stability and a better future)."
"She's gone" Natasha muttered taking the envelope from behind her.
"And she made our future easier in return for us helping her" Natasha's eyes reddened and she looked at Steve.
"She was a great girl."
"She was" he nodded and looked at Natasha. Then he read the envelope again "Nat... Do you want to go on a date?" she looked at him in surprise and he shrugged "I don't know, I guess we didn't do so bad in another universe" she laughed and bit her cheek, nodding.
(...)
Your head thumped against the floor, your whole body did so on sudden occasions: "Sarah! Sarah!" you clutched at Bucky's clothes, who was calling out but you were aware that you were convulsing. Peace coursed through your body and you sat up taking a big breath of air, opening your eyes wide and seeing Yelena, Bucky and Tony beside you.
"It's okay" spoke Tony standing up quickly, as if something inside him released.
"What the fuck did you do!" Yelena's desperate voice rang out and you sat up and looked as you were on the floor.
"I saw them again" they all turned to look.
"What?" Tony furrowed every wrinkle on his face.
You smiled slightly "I got confused, I traveled back in time."
"You did what!" asked Bucky in a shout.
"But I changed the universe."
"This girl is going to kill me" Tony muttered and walked over "What do you mean you switched Universes?"
"It was a universe where... they didn't hang out together, where they were... they looked like two people who were a little bit different but the same. Things were different for them."
"What did you do there?" you saw everyone's worried face.
"Nothing" you mumbled as you denied "I didn't do anything."
"Please" Bucky's murmur continued with a hug "Don't you ever scare me like that again, please."
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“Mr - Mr ‘tark - D - Dad,” Peter choked, snot clogging his words as he sniffled and cried out over the comm. “Dad - please - help - I can’t - Dad I can’t breathe -”
Tony’s heart broke with every word and it took every ounce of control to not drop Steve into a horde of zombies and bolt towards Peter - his kid - who was stuck under 50 tons of concrete and dirt.
Mostly everyone had gotten hushed and quiet after Peter switched from ‘Mr. Stark’ to ‘Dad’. The other Avengers always made of Tony and Peter’s relationship but sleep deprived Peter accidentally whining, “Dad” when Tony snatched coffee away from him was much much different then terrified, crying Peter calling for Tony when he thinks he’s dying. Even Steve let out a cut off breath of surprise.
“It’s okay,” Natasha was the one who spoke, using her most calming voice over the comm. “Wanda and I are on our way, Pyotr. Just hold on for us. Take deep breaths, malen’kiy pauk.”
And then Peter cried out something that had everyone stopping and hearts skipping.
“Tash - M - Moma - Moma -” Peter sounded like he was losing air and losing it fast. He kept crying and Natasha had gone quiet over the comms, and Wanda quickly jumped on so Peter wouldn’t get even more scared.
“We’re here, Pete, just a bit longer!” Wanda sounded only slightly panicked but encouraging. Peter’s sobs subsided a bit.
Tony finally landed, tossing Steve a bit and letting the Captain toss his shield around and he held his comm and cradled his comm like his life depended on it. “Tash, Wand - tell me -”
“Wanda’s got him, headed to medical now,” Natasha responded curtly.
Later
Tony booked it towards Peter’s bed, scrambling to get to him. He dashed past a few rooms before bursting into Peter’s and freezing. Peter was curled up on the hospital bed with Natasha curled around him and gently petting his hair and murmuring something in russian. Wanda was curled up in a chair next to them, eyes closed and listening to Natasha sing - she was singing in Russian Tony thought dazedly. Tony let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and slowly walked over. Natasha scootched a bit, still singing and pulled Peter with her but allowed Tony to curl up around the backside of Peter.
Tony rested his head on the pillow, listening and feeling Peter’s heart beat against him and breathed out again. He closed his eyes and settled into a steady breathing cycle as Natasha’s singing soothed him too.
“He’s never called me that before,” Natasha paused singing to whisper that and Tony cracked an eye open at her. She was staring at Peter, a confused and affectionate look on her face.
“Yeah,” Tony mumbled, closing his eyes. “It feels like that the first time,”
There was a pause and then the singing resumed. “Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой. Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоем. Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой. Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоем...”
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Okay AN IDEA !
If you like it you can use it, if it's not something you wanna write that's perfectly fine too !!
So the request is for wandanat x daughter reader
R is secretly spider girl, only Tony stark knows because he's the one who got her the spider suit. R knows her moms would absolutely be against it, always telling her to stay away from that "spider girl" (not knowing it's actually their daughter. Yes like aunt May does in Spiderman : home coming :3)
So let's say R gets into trouble after trying to fight a villain way too strong compared to her and ends up being saved by wanda herself. Wanda finds out at this moment that the spider girl is her daughter and you can choose how the story goes from there
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(your favorite mf who sent 8678 request)
Spider-Girl
Summary: Is it a plane? Is it the Friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl? Sort of, it’s a girl who doesn’t listen to her moms!
Pairing: WandaNat x daughter!reader
Warnings: violence
Word count: 2111
a/n: there surely are words written down here
Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @emsmultiverse @natashamaximoff69
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A video of the Spider-Girl stopping bank robbers is shown on the evening news. Y/N stares at the television screen as she eats with her moms, at times glancing at them to see if they’re paying attention to the news.
Natasha shuts off the television with a sigh, throwing the remote to the couch afterwards. Y/N turns to look at her scrunched brows and pursed lips. “If you ever see that Spider-Girl, stay away from her, okay? We don’t want you getting dragged into anything she does.” Her mother mumbles while eating.
Y/N rolls her eyes, though she hides it from her mom. “Mhm.”
“We’re serious about this, Y/N.” Wanda sets her cutlery down, looking at her daughter. “It’s dangerous and we don’t want you getting hurt.”
“I know,” she pushes her plate away, still half full, “you think I can’t handle myself.” Her voice is full of defiance as she mumbles.
The two women sigh as they glance at each other and their daughter, who is keeping her eyes away from them. This isn’t the first time conversations like this have come up.
“It’s not that we think you’re incapable,” Natasha raises her brows as Wanda starts speaking, which makes her wife give her a subtle slap to the arm, “we’re afraid that the bad guys will hit you twice as hard when they realize whose daughter you are.”
“Mhm.” Is all the answer her mothers get before she excuses herself from the dining table and makes her way to her bedroom.
As Y/N slams the door shut, she locks it and moves the curtains in front of her single window. Sitting down to her bed, she closes her eyes and takes some deep breath, calming down her mind. She is aware her mother would never read her mine without permission, unless absolutely necessary, but Y/N likes to make sure there are no loose ends.
Her mind clears from any unwanted thoughts—thanks to Natasha making her meditate with her since she was a kid—and a smile appears on her face. Y/N walks over to her wardrobe, her steps light as she opens it and starts digging through the mess of things inside. She finds the back wall of the wardrobe and moves it out of her way, taking her suit out of its hiding place.
She slips on her Spider-Girl suit, grinning from ear to ear at the empowering feeling the suit gives her. This is what she wants to do. This is her life.
Pressing her ear against the chilly wooden door, listening to the quiet sound of a laugh track coming from the television. Her mom won’t come bother her when they think she is upset. She has plenty of time to fight crime.
Y/N opens her window and climbs out of it, the palms of her suit sticking to the walls of her home as she makes her way to the roof. She shivers as the wind picks up, but she doesn’t let it bother her.
The homemade web shoots out of the web shooter and she flies towards the city centre, where the evening bustle is starting to wake up. She props herself on top of a building, it’s high enough to be hidden from the people, but still low enough to keep an eye on the streets.
After a few minutes of surveilling the area, a bright light flashes just outside the city, leaving a trail of smoke behind. Y/N grins and makes her way to the smoke, practically flying over the buildings as she glides in the air with the web wings of her suit.
It only takes her around 15 minutes to get near the site. She lands on top of an industrial building, staying low as her eyes adjust to the lack of bright city lights.
Y/N can quickly figure out where the light came from. There is a machine on an otherwise unoccupied patch of land between all the abandoned looking buildings. The machine is big, but it looks crude, handmade. She frowns, not feeling good about any of this. It’s still slightly smoking when two men wearing safety gear finally step onto her line of sight.
She tries to hear what they’re talking about, but they’re too quiet even with her heightened sense of hearing. Her eyes scan over the near area, trying to calculate how safe she’d be if she made herself known to them. Not seeing anything on top of the two men and the machine, she starts quietly crawling closer, keeping a close eye to the men’s hands.
Suddenly, a buzzing sensation fills her mind. She snaps her head to the direction her spidey senses guide her, and even though she is fast, it’s not enough. A third man has climbed onto the roof. He is holding a weapon Y/N doesn’t recognize and shoots it before she is able to react.
A bolt of electricity flies out of the gun-like weapon. It hits Y/N right on her side, making her lose her grip and fall down from the building, all the way to the ground. A small cloud of dust puffs out from the impact.
With a groan, Y/N opens her eyes, seeing the two men standing over her with grins on their faces. “Well, well, well,” one of them chuckles, “what do we have here?” His voice is low and raspy, the smoked a pack a day for years kind of voice.
She lets out a quiet growl-like noise, which clearly doesn’t intimidate the men. “What’s she supposed to be?” The other man mumbles, his head tilting from side to side as he studies Y/N’s suit. “Some kind of bug, eh?”
Using the moment to her advantage, she pushes herself on her feet with a move Natasha taught her, webbing one of the men to the face and kicking the other’s knee. The men let out surprised noises, stumbling away from Y/N, which gives her a slight advantage as she starts fighting them.
She does well for a while, at least when there’s only two of them fighting her, but slowly she starts hearing noises growing louder, like running.
Just as she knocks one of the men unconscious and stick the other to a wall with her web, a group of people with the man who shot her in front arrive. “Shit.” Y/N pants, already having used a lot of energy. The man raises his weapon, shooting an electric bolt again.
Y/N lets out a shout as the bolt of energy hits her square in the chest. She flies a few meters back, landing on her back with a grunt. Her hand flies up to her mask, quickly whispering, “SOS,” before she stands back up.
“The Avengers have been notified.” A robotic female voice speaks up.
Mumbling out a quiet thanks to her artificial intelligence helper, Y/N lunges towards the men again. She feels as if part of her strength is back, now that she knows Tony is coming, but reality hits her like a brick wall once an electric beam hits her.
“I’m getting tired of this.” Y/N grumbles, shooting webs to one of the weapons hitting her.
She webs herself into the air, using the altitude as an advantage against the men. While one of the men is still busy with getting the web out of his gun, Y/N swings down, feet first, on one man’s head.
The impact makes a nasty cracking sound, one that makes Y/N cringe. “Sorry!” She lands on the ground, on her feet, while the man falls on his back, unconscious, hopefully. Her spider senses active, and this time she has enough time to web away another weapon pointed at her. What she doesn’t notice is a new group of men on top of a building pushing down a cell tower.
“Take that!” Y/N mumbles to herself, making up sound effects as she shoots her webs, trapping a man to the ground.
A crashing sound gets her attention. She looks up into the sky, where the cell tower is falling down right towards her. She goes to shoot out a web, but nothing comes out of her suit. She lets out an ear shattering scream when the metallic tower drops right on top of her.
Tears are brimming her eyes as she heaves, trapped under the structure. Her vision is blurred and she can taste blood. The men around her look pleased, ready to end it, until one of them flies away.
The others start looking around, shooting at the smallest movements and noises, but one by one they get either flown away or shocked unconscious.
Y/N recognizes the familiar red wisps of magic in the air, and the small widow bites flying. She lets out quiet curses as she starts pushing herself up, using all of her strength to push the structure off of her.
“Let me help you with that.” Wanda lands in front of her, easily lifting the cell tower with her magic while Natasha punches the last man standing unconscious. “Are you alright?” She helps Y/N up, letting her lean on her for support.
Y/N nods, not daring to speak. She knows her mother would recognize her voice. “You got hurt pretty bad. We could help patch you up.” Natasha states as she walks over to them after letting Tony know someone could come collect the men now.
Y/N shakes her head, her eyes wide, though the two women can’t see it. She steps away from Wanda’s hold, giving them finger guns before going to web herself away from the situation. “Shit!” She grumbles as nothing happens.
Wanda frowns. She flicks her wrist, causing the mask on Y/N’s face to fly away. “Y/N!”
Gasping, Y/N looks at her moms with wide eyes. “I can explain! It’s not what it looks like.” She holds out her hands.
“It looks like you sneaked out to fight bad guys on your own,” Natasha’s hands are crossed over her chest, “and you didn’t tell us you’re Spider-Girl.”
“Well-“ Y/N opens and closes her mouth a couple of times, “that’s.. that’s it.” She mumbles, avoiding looking at her moms. They’re angry, so very angry.
“What in the world were you thinking?” Wanda scolds, though concern clearly slips through her angry tone. She walks over to Y/N and starts looking at the wounds she has. “This could’ve ended up so much worse. Do you understand that?”
“Yes..”
“How long have you been doing this?” Natasha walks over as well, wrapping her arm around Y/N’s waist so she could lean on her.
Y/N has a sheepish smile on her face, “as long as you’ve seen Spider-Girl on the television.” They start walking towards Natasha’s car.
Letting out a quiet huff, Wanda shakes her head. “You’re so lucky I’m more worried about your health right now.” She gives Y/N a pointed look, a look that says you’re in so much trouble. “But you better believe we are going to take that suit away and ground you until you’re 30, do you hear me? You will never leave the house again.”
Natasha opens the back door for Y/N, helping her in before getting in herself, while Wanda gets into the driver’s seat. “Who gave you the suit?”
“Tony.” Y/N says quickly. She’ll happily put some of the blame on someone else than herself.
“Oh, I’m going to kill him.” Wanda states from the front of the car.
“I’ll help you.” Natasha mumbles, pulling Y/N closer as she starts to look over her wounds. “You know Wanda is right, yeah? Once you’ve healed up properly we will talk about consequences. And you can never do this again, never ever.” Her hands are on her daughter’s cheeks to hold eye contact, she wants to make sure Y/N is really hearing her.
She nods. She understands this was a close call, she has never gotten this hurt before, but Y/N doesn’t see it as a reason to completely stop. She can get better.
Natasha pulls her close, kissing the side of her head gently. “At least not before you train with us.” She whispers, giving her a small wink before going back to acting as if she never said anything.
Y/N can’t help but let a grin grow on her face. She looks down at her lap to hide it from Wanda, who keeps glancing at her from the rear view mirror.
She’ll never stop being Spider-Girl.
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Okay this is the last one i prooooommy
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Natasha: What are you doing?
Y/N: I'm leaving! You don't want me here, I'll just make it easier for you!
Steve: No, we want you here, we just want you to play by the rules.
Y/N: I'll pack my bags and go home right now! Would that make you guys all really happy?!
Thor: No, that would not make us happy!
Y/N: I'm sick of this shit! I'm done! I'm done!
Tony, narrating: Y/N is throwing shoes and they're cursing and all I'm thinking is "you are so hard to take seriously wearing those sunglasses!"
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Destined - Part 0
Warnings: Cheating, mentions of death
The rain poured as I stared out the window. It had been almost two weeks since I had seen Wanda and about a month since my sister had sacrificed herself for a stone.
When I came back from the blip it felt like seconds had passed but really it had been five years. In those five years my sister was alone. Grieving my loss. Then when I came back and found out she was gone I was grieving hers. It seemed as if neither of us could ever get a happy ending.
Being devastated by the loss my immediate thought was Wanda. Was she okay? Where is she? But I knew it all had to wait for after the battle against Thanos. I saw Wanda many times on the battlefield and tried to go to her but each time she would move away from me.
After the battle I sat in front of Tony Stark. The many who had been like another sibling to me for years. He was gone. I held Peter's crying figures in my arms that day as he cried for his mentor. Yet another family member had been taken from both of us.
Tony’s funeral is the last time I’ve seen Wanda. The last time I held her in my arms and the last time I was held in hers. I was told she stole Vision's body and had taken over a town called Westview to create her Perfect family.
I was devastated at hearing this. First my sister dies, then Tony, and now Wanda has run off with the corpse of a man she had always reassured me she never liked.
So I moved. I stayed in the compound as I couldn’t bring myself to leave. Natasha's room had become a safe haven along with the gray tabby.. A little gray tabby that enjoyed cuddles. Cinder was her name and she was the one thing that was currently keeping me grounded.
That was until Wanda came bursting through my front door with rain dripping down her body. A Pained expression on her face as she held her side. We both said nothing as I moved to quickly inspect her injury and when I saw it was just a couple of bruised ribs I let out a sigh of relief.
She was the one that talked first. She told me of Westview and how a woman named Agatha Harkness came for her magic and that's how she got the bruises. She told me of her boys, Tommy and Billy, and how they were the perfect kids. I listened silently as my ex Fiance told me all about the fantasy life she had created with a Robot. And I said nothing as she told me that she missed me. Nothing as she told me why she did it. And once again Nothing as she told me of the countless nights she spent with the man I had always been insecure about.
“So I just came to say that it would work out better if you stopped loving me. I’ve done so many things to hurt you. I cheated on you for two years. So please forget me.”
“So I'm not allowed to love you anymore?” I asked with my head turned away from wanda. Ever since Westview was created and she chose vision instead of me we had been arguing non stop.
“That's not what I'm saying!” I look at Wanda with a stone face not wanting to show her how much she's hurting me.
“Really? Because I believe the words ‘it would work out better if you stopped loving me’ mean that.” Wanda looks at me annoyed before she speaks
“I'm just saying it would be easier”
“For who? Me or you” the silence from wanda is all the information I need. With a scoff I pick up my bag before walking to the front door.
“Knowing that you chose a robot over your fiance really says a lot about you Wanda. You created a whole life with someone you had claimed to barely know while I was grieving the death of my sister. And when it all came crashing down you run back to me. I don't want that. I don't want you. I stopped loving you as soon as you ran into his arms” as i exited the place that had once been my home the tears had finally started to fall. Although they weren't out of sadness.
I was free. Finally free…or that's what I thought 4 months ago.
Until suddenly Wanda was trying to kill a child for her magic. Until Dr. Strange came to my door asking for help. And Until I found out our destinies would forever be linked.
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steve and natasha + looking to each other
#i mercifully did not include steve teary and bruised staring at where natasha used to stand on the quantum portal#stevenat#romanogers#stevenatsource#steve rogers#natasha romanoff#steverogersedit#natasharomanoffedit#blackwidowhub#userelysia#marveledit#mcuedit#dailyteamcap#marvelgifs#mom and dad!! work husband work wife!!!! platonic soulmates!!!!! LIFE PARTNERS!!!!!!!!!!!!#the way this makes it look like steve cannot do a single thing without looking at natasha first bahaha#*#mygif#myedit
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Ember Leaves au
Runaway
Series master lists
Pairing: mom Wanda at x reader
Warnings: abuse, orphan, officers, Isolation
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You quickly ran through the streets of New York as the police followed closely behind. You could hear the voice of your foster mom calling out to you as you ducked behind a wall while desperately looking for a way to lose them.
This would be the 10th time you’ve run away in the past year. You knew once they found you that you would either be put into an orphanage until you turn 18 or someone decided they wanted you.
Looking over the corner of the wall you see the officers looking around. Turning to the right you see a crowd of people yelling and looking up at the sky. Once you turn your head up you see two avengers fighting a group of people on top of a building. You instantly recognize the pair as Black Widow and the Scarlet Witch. They were your favorite out of all the avengers.
Looking back at the cops you notice that they are no longer paying attention. Taking the opportunity you quickly run passed them. Not watching where you're going you run into someone and almost fall before a red mist wraps around you and steady you.
“Woah Watch where you are going.” Black Widow says. You stand stunned in shock to say anything. Before you can even utter a word the sound of the officers catches your attention again.
As one went to grab you you quickly turned invisible and ran right past them without them noticing. Before you could get far though the red mist wraps back around you and stopped you in your tracks before overpowering your own powers and making you visible again.
Just then the officers grab your arms and before you could go to burn them the necklace was placed around your neck restricting you from using your powers.
"No, no! I don't want to go back. Leave me alone! Let me go!!" You screamed at the officers as they dragged you to the car.
Before the officers got into the car Wanda Maximoff walked up to one of them. You couldn't hear what was being said but you could see their lips moving. As you look back out the window you saw Natasha Romanoff look at you before looking back at Wanda.
Nothing else seemed to be said as they both took one glance at you before walking away hand in hand.
As the officers got in the car you looked away from them and instead stared out the window at the sky. As the car began taking off you heard the two officers talking but neither one of even acknowledged you. You've had these officers before they were their usual officers to come get you when you ran away because they knew your route best.
The woman officer Sherry gave you a sympathetic look through the mirror and then looked back at the road. The man however seem to ignore you as if you didn't exist. You fiddled with the necklace around your neck as you sighed.
"Well kid have you given up yet?" The man officer Henry asked. You said nothing as you continued to stare out the window. You knew it was waiting for you back at the orphanage; nothing good ever came to those who ran away.
As you walk into the orphanage you 're immediately stopped by Miss Lee. She gave me a stern look before shaking her head.
"You know the drill go." Was all she said. You looked at the ground not daring to look into her eyes knowing the consequences that lay ahead. With slow feet you walked towards the basement door knowing that that would be your bedroom for the next month. As you reach the door you took one last look knowing that you would only be out to go to school. Opening the door you sighed before closing it with a soft thud.
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If You Had To Pick
A/n: Age 5
Yelena: I think I’m their favorite
Peter: but that isn’t fair you’re their aunt and godmother
Yelena: I can’t help it I’m just the best
Kate: I actually think their favorite is me
Wanda: I don’t believe that their favorite would be any of you
Natasha, Bucky, and You: *enters room*
Natasha: *carrying you*
Peter: (Y/n) if mommy and daddy had to go on a mission tonight who would you stay with?
You: is mommy and daddy leaving? *looks at Natasha and Bucky*
Bucky: we’re not doll *kisses you head*
You: uncle Steve
Yelena and Kate: *groans*
Wanda: *giggles*
Peter: okay how about anyone here?
Natasha: *puts you down*
You: Lena! *runs to Yelena*
Yelena: I told you! *snuggles with you*
Bucky and Natasha: *heads to the kitchen to prepare snacks and meals*
Peter: if they weren’t related to you?
You: *grabs crayons and draws* Wanda
Wanda: yeah! *high fives you* We do all sorts of fun stuff like baking, cuddling, and coloring *moves a red crayon to you*
Peter: if you had to pick someone younger
You: Kate Bishop is funny
Yelena: she is isn’t she
Kate: HA
Peter: how how how come you don’t want me to watch you *crosses arms*
You: because Morgan would pick you first
Natasha and Bucky: *comes back with fruits, Turkey Roll Ups, and Carton Juices*
Natasha: Snack time
Yelena: Natasha we’re not babies!
Bucky: *asking you* do you want apple juice, cherry, grape, lemonade, or strawberry
Yelena: strawberry please!
Natasha: *smirks* you were saying?
Yelena: shut up
Kate and Peter: lemonade please!
Wanda: I’m good with my water
You: ummm grape no apple juice please
Bucky: *hands out juice*
Natasha: *puts the snacks down on the coffee table*
Bucky: *picks you up, sits down and puts you in his lap*
Everyone: *eating snacks and talking*
Yelena: *evil smirk* (Y/n)
You: yes
Natasha: whatever you’re doing don’t *glares*
Kate, Peter, and Wanda: but we want to know
Bucky: *siding with the “kids”* they want to know
Natasha: James! Don’t encourage her
Yelena: (Y/n) who do you love more mommy or daddy?
Kate, Peter, and Wanda: oooh
Natasha: *glares at Bucky* you had to encourage her
You: both
Bucky: is that so!
Yelena: imagine a piano is gonna fall on one of them. Which one do you want a piano to fall on
Kate, Peter, Wanda: *laughs*
Bucky: *bounces you on his leg* you gotta pick one
Yelena: you gotta pick one
Natasha: it’s mom or dad
You: Eh... dad
Bucky: *shocked*
Natasha: *laughs*
Yelena, Kate, Peter, Wanda: *dying of laughter*
Bucky: Wha- Why do you want the piano to fall on dad?
Natasha: *takes you into her arms*
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peter man?
Y/n Rebecca Barnes
Age: 15
Dad: James 'Bucky' Buchanan Barnes
Mom: Natalia Alinovna Romanova, or Natasha Romanoff.
best friend: peter benjamin parker
she has a metal right arm that is just like her fathers.
"You ever been so madly in love with your best friend to the point that people find it cringe?"
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Peter Benjamin PArker
Age: 16
Aunt: May Parker
Best friend: Y/n Rebecca Barnes
"She is everything I need, Mr. Stark!"
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here is the spotify!! :)
chapter one: a not so fun necklace.
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*Natasha walking into the bathroom*
Natasha: Can I get in here I need to—OH MY GOD!?
*Kate is dressed in a Black Widow suit with her hair dyed red, Yelena is wiping her red stained hands on a towel*
Kate, pointing at Natasha, excitedly: It’s like looking in a mirror!!
Natasha: No it isn’t Kate.
Kate: Who’s Kate?
Yelena, chuckling: I already can’t tell who’s who!
Natasha: Take that stuff off.
Kate: Wands! Get in here and settle this!
Natasha: Don’t call your mother ‘Wands.’
Wanda: What? Oh haha hey! Travel size Nat! Aw!
Natasha: Wanda, you’re encouraging this!
*Clint comes in*
Clint: I need the bathroom—woah this is confusing.
Natasha: NO IT’S NOT!
#mama nat#mom wanda#mama spider#kate bishop#nat is kate's mom#natasha romanoff#wanda is kate’s mom#wandanat#wanda maximoff#clint barton#yelena belova#incorrect quote mcu#malen’kiy yastreb#marvel#incorrect quotes#source: bob's burgers
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The Romanoff-Maximoff family goes on a vacation.
‘Airport Dad’ Natasha x ‘Always forgets’ Wanda
Featuring, you, their eldest daughter (fem reader this time guys!) and the twins! (not Tommy and Billy I have my own hc👀)
“Tickets?”
“Yes.”
“Are these all the bags?”
“…yes.”
“Passport?”
“Christ, Nat! Can’t you trust your wife a little?”
“Detka, I love you. But you have a memory like Dory.”
Wanda offended, “I do NOT!”
Natasha simply kissed her cheeks and looked down at their 10 year old twin kids. “Are you two excited?” She asked while smiling.
Alianova and Pietro beamed at their mom and simultaneously said “Yeah!!”
It was then Natasha realized, “Detka… Where’s Y/n?” Their 15 year old daughter was not there.
“What are you talking about, honey? She’s right behind me.” Wanda turns around and saw that there was in fact no Y/n. “OH MY GOD-“
*Meanwhile*
Y/n enters the women’s bathroom to check on her mama. “Mama, what’s taking you so long?” No answers from Wanda.
“Mama??” Opens every stall to find it empty. “What the fuck-“
(So the idea is Y/n was supposed to wait for Wanda outside the toilet. Being a teenager she just plays with her phone while leaning against the wall, not paying attention to her surroundings. Wanda having the memory of a dory just up and left to the gate 😭)
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