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“Eddie…” The symbiote growled to his human. “it's fine V. Dont stress.” Brushing Venom's worry off, Eddie continued to watch you. “No not it's not Eddie!! Its not okay! Not okay at all!” Venom growled louder this time. “Venom with you shut up! She does not have a symbiote. She is a normal girl. MY normal girl. I think I would know if my girlfriend had an alien inside her body.” Eddie rolled his eyes and smiled at you. You smiled back, waving softly. “See, she's normal.” Eddie murmured, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of you. “She is no more normal than we are! I can smell him all over her!! Y/n is ours! No one else should be around her! No Man! No Symbiote! SHE BELONGS TO US!!” Venom pulled himself from Eddie, glaring at his host. “Look, I really want to believe my girlfriend would tell me this. She knows about us, I'm sure she would tell us if she had a Symbiote too.” Dismissing the black inky mess Eddie began to clean the living room. You watched from the other side of the room as your lover cleaned the apartment. “Of all humans to bond with I had to choose the one who loves with Venom.” Your symbiote snapped. “If you don’t shut up I'm going to shove you into a jar.” you threatened and your symbiote went quiet. It was a moment or two before you began to wash dishes. The clinking of dishware and silverware drowned out Eddie's quiet babbling with Venom and it made things loud enough to talk to your symbiote. “Why did you bond with me anyway. I can't hide you from Eddie and Venom much longer.” You whispered. “Not many organisms are capable of symbiosis. Not mutualistic ones at least.” You hummed. Clearly you were a one in a million case. You nodded softly in agreement, not even bothering to question him more. “What about...
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“Eddie…” The symbiote growled to his human. “it's fine V. Dont stress.” Brushing Venom's worry off, Eddie continued to watch you. “No not it's not Eddie!! Its not okay! Not okay at all!” Venom growled louder this time. “Venom with you shut up! She does not have a symbiote. She is a normal girl. MY normal girl. I think I would know if my girlfriend had an alien inside her body.” Eddie rolled his eyes and smiled at you. You smiled back, waving softly. “See, she's normal.” Eddie murmured, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of you. “She is no more normal than we are! I can smell him all over her!! Y/n is ours! No one else should be around her! No Man! No Symbiote! SHE BELONGS TO US!!” Venom pulled himself from Eddie, glaring at his host. “Look, I really want to believe my girlfriend would tell me this. She knows about us, I'm sure she would tell us if she had a Symbiote too.” Dismissing the black inky mess Eddie began to clean the living room. You

(1/2) PART ONE “Brother! You cannot do this to me! I have finally found something I adore! You cannot deny me such a bliss!” Loki fought. After New York and all things that seemed to happen Loki was pulled into the Tower, on Thor’s request, to try an redeem himself but Loki wasn’t quite ready to be let out into the Midgardian world. More often than not when Loki left the Tower he had to be accompanied by an Avenger. That was actually how he met you. Loki was growing tired of the books in the Tower and Steve offered to go to a used book store with Loki. You had been there when he arrived and, as odd as it may seem, Loki clicked with you. Even without a single word Loki knew he wanted you, he wanted you to like him, to be around him and read with him. Your nose was buried in a book, looking enthralled with such a story and Loki found that fascinating. It took quite a while for you to trust him but you did and you found yourself falling for the raven haired man who tried to destroy New York. Both of you wanted it. It wasn't a secret. Even Steve could see how badly you two wanted each other but it was a bit of a far fetched idea. But now that Loki was trying to convince his brother, the whole thing seemed hopeless. “Brother you nearly destroyed the city, you tried to kill me on many occasions, you are rude, you care for no one but yourself, you ridiculed our mother...Loki you are a danger and until proven otherwise you cannot have her. Loki you will kill her if you are not gentle and I can tell you that you are not gentle.” Thor boomed, everyone in the room falling silent. “oh and i suppose you are more gentle than I am?” Loki sneered...
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(1/2) PART ONE “Brother! You cannot do this to me! I have finally found something I adore! You cannot deny me such a bliss!” Loki fought. After New York and all things that seemed to happen Loki was pulled into the Tower, on Thor’s request, to try an redeem himself but Loki wasn’t quite ready to be let out into the Midgardian world. More often than not when Loki left the Tower he had to be accompanied by an Avenger. That was actually how he met you. Loki was growing tired of the books in the Tower and Steve offered to go to a used book store with Loki. You had been there when he arrived and, as odd as it may seem, Loki clicked with you. Even without a single word Loki knew he wanted you, he wanted you to like him, to be around him and read with him. Your nose was buried in a book, looking enthralled with such a story and Loki found that fascinating. It took quite a while for you to trust him but you did and you found yourself falling for the raven haired man who tried to

You looked down at the old photograph on you hand, the necklace hanging through your fingers as tears dripped onto the face of your lover. This was something you often do. Once every year you spend the day gazing at this photo, your eyes leaking the salty liquid that is associated with sadness. The photo was of you and your ex-fiancee James Buchanan Barnes. You were to be married the sargent. He proposed to you shortly before the war but then he went in and you had to spend everyday worried whether or not he would come home to you. Day after day, week after week he was home and only donned small wounds but one day… he didn’t come home. His body was lost and It killed you to put an empty casket in the ground. It killed you to sleep alongside his gravestone, crying about how much you missed the man. You waited every day, wondering when you would be able to join him in another life but that never happened. Instead you were stuck living a live, in and out of ice being used as a bioweapon untilt the day you decided it was enough. You pulled another old photo out from behind the first and this was one you adored, as much as the last. It was a photo of you and and James together, you being held in his arms bridal style. It was the day he proposed to you and you couldn’t have a bigger smile on your face. You just couldn’t be happier until the day he vanished. Sighing softly you slipped the chain over your neck. On it was the ring James used to propose. You couldn’t bring yourself to wear it around in your finger so you opted to wear it on a chain around your neck. “We got a perimeter breach! Agent (L/n) we need you on sight!” Your name was called through your transmitter and you jumped to your feet. You shoved the photos back into your pocket and pulled out your gun, heading on sight. “On my way.” You called.
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You looked down at the old photograph on you hand, the necklace hanging through your fingers as tears dripped onto the face of your lover. This was something you often do. Once every year you spend the day gazing at this photo, your eyes leaking the salty liquid that is associated with sadness. The photo was of you and your ex-fiancee James Buchanan Barnes. You were to be married the sargent. He proposed to you shortly before the war but then he went in and you had to spend everyday worried whether or not he would come home to you. Day after day, week after week he was home and only donned small wounds but one day… he didn’t come home. His body was lost and It killed you to put an empty casket in the ground. It killed you to sleep alongside his gravestone, crying about how much you missed the man. You waited every day, wondering when you would be able to join him in another life but that never happened. Instead you were stuck living a live, in and out of ice being used as a

Steve hissed quietly as the alcohol touched the split skin on his cheek. You flinched slightly, not liking the sound but you continued to clean his little wounds.
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Steve hissed quietly as the alcohol touched the split skin on his cheek. You flinched slightly, not liking the sound but you continued to clean his little wounds. "Be a little easier will ya?" He asked with a gentle chuckle. "I wouldn't have to be doing this if you kept your temper." You teased and kissed his temple, tasting sweat. "You're telling me to keep my temper? I can't just let men call you like that." Steve defended. You rolled your eyes and wiped away a little blood. "It wasn't even that bad today. You just overreacted." You mumbled. You had paused, your face blanketing recognition. Steve didn't know it was a daily thing that men cat called you in the streets of New York and you just told him. You swallowed thickly and dipped the bloody rag in warm water to wash off the red. You began to clean him up again, putting a butterfly bandage on a cut. "T...Today!? They do this often!?" He yelled, sitting up from the chair to look at you wide eyed. You placed a hand on his chest

“Do you want to play hide 'n’ seek?” Tony looked down at you, his little Y/n. 
You were only around age of six at the time, still obsessed with the game hide ‘n’ seek. You nodded vigorously, the soft and smooth skin covered in dirt and sweat from the battle raging on. “Alright you hide and I count.” Your father suggested
“Okay daddy,” You huffed and ran off through the explosions on your left and right, ducking as not to get hit by the debris. 
New York was a disaster,  But your tiny mind couldn't comprehend that as you continued to run around.  In your mind you found a spot and you curled up behind the cardboard box, listening to the sounds of chaos raining down on your home. Tony had done a wonderful job of convincing you this was all just some sort of game, even though you knew how dangerous it really was. He was a wonderful father and he did everything to keep you safe. The distant sound of thundering was enough to reassure you that you were far enough away to be safe...until an explosion collapses the building right next to you and you screamed. You pulled the box away from the rubble and climbed into it, hoping it would shield your little body from the warfare. “56...57...58...59...60. Ready or no here I come!” You heard Tony's voice call to you and you wiped at the tears streaming down your face. 
Moments went by without the sound of his voice and fear began to eat away at you. “I need a hint, Pumpkin. I can't find you.” Tony called and you smiled slightly. “Marco!!” You shout and giggle as your father responds. 
Another explosion made you squeal and curl into a ball, your hands over your ears. Dust began to coat you, even in the box, and you coughed roughly to keep it out of your lungs. You closed the box and sat there in silence, listening to the horror. “Daddy I'm scared.” You mumbled and hugged yourself. 
You hear the...
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“Do you want to play hide 'n’ seek?” Tony looked down at you, his little Y/n. You were only around age of six at the time, still obsessed with the game hide ‘n’ seek. You nodded vigorously, the soft and smooth skin covered in dirt and sweat from the battle raging on. “Alright you hide and I count.” Your father suggested “Okay daddy,” You huffed and ran off through the explosions on your left and right, ducking as not to get hit by the debris. New York was a disaster,  But your tiny mind couldn't comprehend that as you continued to run around.  In your mind you found a spot and you curled up behind the cardboard box, listening to the sounds of chaos raining down on your home. Tony had done a wonderful job of convincing you this was all just some sort of game, even though you knew how dangerous it really was. He was a wonderful father and he did everything to keep you safe. The distant sound of thundering was enough to reassure you that you were far enough away to

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Bucky laid on the makeshift pallet of blankets next to Steve. He looked up at the top of the tent, not even the slightest bit tired. Why couldn't he sleep? He couldn't sleep because you weren't there. You hadn't called. You hadn't tried to talk to him while he was gone on a mission. It was odd, trying to sleep without hearing or touching you. You were the only reason Bucky could sleep. Bucky turned his head to look at his best friend. Steve's eyes were closed, his lashes delicately resting on the soft looking flesh on his cheeks. He looked so relaxed, unbothered by his external issues. Even his internal issue seemed to be letting him sleep peacefully but not Bucky. He couldn't relax. His issues were tearing him apart and keeping him awake. Sighing softly, Bucky shimmied out of the tent, putting on a jacket to shield himself from the chilly night air. He gazed to the stars and in the back of his mind he knew you were looking at them too. It was about midnight where Bucky was. Probably one in the morning for you, but Bucky couldnt relax. He needed to talk to you one time. Reaching into the tent he grabbed the cellphone you had bough him and he looked at it. Slowly he punched in the number. Yours was the only one he memorized. Bucky had to go into his contacts to find Steve's number but yours... he knew by heart. He held the phone softly to his ear. It rang. 
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Twice. 
Three times.
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@fkneditsmarvelagain @fkneditsmarvelagain @fkneditsmarvelagain . . . Bucky laid on the makeshift pallet of blankets next to Steve. He looked up at the top of the tent, not even the slightest bit tired. Why couldn't he sleep? He couldn't sleep because you weren't there. You hadn't called. You hadn't tried to talk to him while he was gone on a mission. It was odd, trying to sleep without hearing or touching you. You were the only reason Bucky could sleep. Bucky turned his head to look at his best friend. Steve's eyes were closed, his lashes delicately resting on the soft looking flesh on his cheeks. He looked so relaxed, unbothered by his external issues. Even his internal issue seemed to be letting him sleep peacefully but not Bucky. He couldn't relax. His issues were tearing him apart and keeping him awake. Sighing softly, Bucky shimmied out of the tent, putting on a jacket to shield himself from the chilly night air. He gazed to the stars and in the back of his mind he knew you

“I'll be back before eight!” You call to Thor and he only nods. 
He knows where you're going, he knows that you're doing and he can’t bring himself to stop you. He doesn't want to. He's aware it's your way of coping and he has his. “Please be careful…” Thor called to you and you nodded, your smiling being utterly fake. 
You closed the door behind you and reached into your back pocket. You fingers flipped through the green paper you earned while being an Avenger.
“More than enough…” You whispered. 
You wandered through New York, your chest painfully tight. You couldn't seem to admire the midgardian world around you because there was only one thing on your mind. Loki. He had been your lover, your world, until Thanos...You felt the familiar sting of tears as you began to cry and the memory of Thanos’ hand circled around the throat of the man you fell in love with. You furiously wiped away your tears and continued on your way. You were to be married to the God of Mischief and every day you woke up you thought it to be a dream. You were nothing but the a mere warrior alongside Lady Sif back in the day and somehow you had managed to pull the gaze of the raven haired man to you. You knew of every trick, you could see through each lie, you could break down every wall. Loki had never been so weak to anyone and that was why he loved you. You could tear him down and rebuild him a million times over. You pushed open the door and the little bell rang. The man up front grinned at you. His was a long curly beard, his skin darker, his brow was pierced and he wore lots of leather. Tattoos decorated his skin and you grinned at him. “Hey! Y/n, you're already back so soon?” He called and leapt over the counter to hug you. 
He was an Asgardian much like you and Thor were and this was his tattoo shop. “Indeed Odysseus. And I have a new tattoo I wish to obtain.” You chuckled and...
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“I'll be back before eight!” You call to Thor and he only nods. He knows where you're going, he knows that you're doing and he can’t bring himself to stop you. He doesn't want to. He's aware it's your way of coping and he has his. “Please be careful…” Thor called to you and you nodded, your smiling being utterly fake. You closed the door behind you and reached into your back pocket. You fingers flipped through the green paper you earned while being an Avenger. “More than enough…” You whispered. You wandered through New York, your chest painfully tight. You couldn't seem to admire the midgardian world around you because there was only one thing on your mind. Loki. He had been your lover, your world, until Thanos...You felt the familiar sting of tears as you began to cry and the memory of Thanos’ hand circled around the throat of the man you fell in love with. You furiously wiped away your tears and continued on your way. You were to be married to the God of

Peter shot a web and it hit the crook, tripping him and making the guy fall face first into the ground. You did the same thing, the sticky web fluid that Peter made shooting from the device on your wrist but it missed. You groaned softly and Peter launched at the guy. You stood back and let Parker take his shot and he began to take down the bad guy, silly little quips being thrown at the crook. You couldn’t help but giggled through your mask as he spoke. In seconds Peter had the bad guy all webbed up and on the ground. He left him there and you and Peter slung from the crime scene. ~~~
“So how'd she do kid?” Stark asked Peter. 
I hit my lip and pulled the mask off my head, my hair ruffled and strewn all over the place. “She did alright...still rough around the edges but she's good.” Peter stuffed a cookie in his mouth. “No I'm not Pete...Stop lying. Mr. Stark why do you even bother with getting him a partner? He does amazing and I for one do NOT think I am up for this job. I suck! I couldn’t even hit the guy with a web!! I'm hopeless.” I pouted and sat on the sofa, upset. 
Peter quickly took his chance to sit next to you and he draped and arm over your shoulder. “Hopeless? No you're not! At least you could aim and shoot. It's only been a week. I couldn't fire the thing for three.” He tried to make you feel better. “It's been six months that I've been training. It took your one…” you fought. “Okay...You could climb walls that evening and not falls. It took me a few days to not fall on my ass.”
“Peter...I'm still falling off the side of buildings…” “Fine….maybe you're not getting it as fast as I did but you're doing just fine. There is no one I would rather have as my partner than you.” He smiled. “Come on. Why don’t we...
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Peter shot a web and it hit the crook, tripping him and making the guy fall face first into the ground. You did the same thing, the sticky web fluid that Peter made shooting from the device on your wrist but it missed. You groaned softly and Peter launched at the guy. You stood back and let Parker take his shot and he began to take down the bad guy, silly little quips being thrown at the crook. You couldn’t help but giggled through your mask as he spoke. In seconds Peter had the bad guy all webbed up and on the ground. He left him there and you and Peter slung from the crime scene. ~~~ “So how'd she do kid?” Stark asked Peter. I hit my lip and pulled the mask off my head, my hair ruffled and strewn all over the place. “She did alright...still rough around the edges but she's good.” Peter stuffed a cookie in his mouth. “No I'm not Pete...Stop lying. Mr. Stark why do you even bother with getting him a partner? He does amazing and I for one do NOT think I am up for this

Steve laid on the sofa, his leg bent and his arm resting over his eyes. He didn't feel that great. He wasn't sick, Steve rarely ever got sick. He was more so feeling bad because tonight was your 4 year anniversary and Steve didn't have anything amazing planned. He had a plan...but he didnt feel like it was enough. He laid on the sofa that way the entire day. Many times Tony had offered to give Steve cash so he can treat you but Steve refused. He wanted your anniversary to be made by hip alone, without the help of others. Slowly the day wasted away and his watch beeped and he looked at the time. “Steve We're off to the charity event. I'll be back at eight!” You call and walk out the door with Tony, Pepper, Bruce, and Thor. The media only requested a few and luckily that gave Steve time to set up. He scrambled around the tower getting everything he needed for the night. The Avengers knew the kitchen was off limits today, they had to ask Steve to go in. Steve began to set everything up, the tea lights on the table, he pushed the pre-cooked plates of supper into the oven and waited to warm then back up. He even ran into the bedroom you both shared to set the bathroom. The had the lights shut of at the moment, he placed around tea lights and set his watch. He didn't have scented candles, he didn't have rose petals. He felt like a disgrace. He took his place back on the couch and draped his arm over his eyes. Back to sulking.
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Steve groaned and woke up, looking at his watch. His heart stopped for a second and he lunged from the couch to sprint around the tower. He lit the candles in the kitchen and bathroom and he turned (Continued in comments)
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Steve laid on the sofa, his leg bent and his arm resting over his eyes. He didn't feel that great. He wasn't sick, Steve rarely ever got sick. He was more so feeling bad because tonight was your 4 year anniversary and Steve didn't have anything amazing planned. He had a plan...but he didnt feel like it was enough. He laid on the sofa that way the entire day. Many times Tony had offered to give Steve cash so he can treat you but Steve refused. He wanted your anniversary to be made by hip alone, without the help of others. Slowly the day wasted away and his watch beeped and he looked at the time. “Steve We're off to the charity event. I'll be back at eight!” You call and walk out the door with Tony, Pepper, Bruce, and Thor. The media only requested a few and luckily that gave Steve time to set up. He scrambled around the tower getting everything he needed for the night. The Avengers knew the kitchen was off limits today, they had to ask Steve to go in. Steve began to set everything

You had been feeling down lately. It might be because you had just gotten period and you were feeling bad and you were bloated and not looking your best. It was quiet and you were sitting in your bedroom alone. More like laying in bed in you undergarments and looking at your belly. You gently poked and pulled at some of the extra skin. “I’m fat…” You whispered softly and poked at your stomach again. 
Your boyfriend must have heard you statement and he walked in, standing in the doorway. Steve thought you looked beautiful. No matter what you wore, he would always think you beautiful. Either dressed up with your hair and make up during the parties, or if you were dressed in a tank top and sweatpants. Steve felt horrible hearing you bring yourself down like you were but he also knew that it was just something that you did when it was this time of the month. Steve gave you a soft look and he watched you carefully. “Maybe I should quit eating and train harder…” You whispered and looked at your thighs, squeezing the flesh gently. 
After maybe ten more minutes of this you had gotten up and wandered to your closet, pulling out one of Steve’s hoodies. You slipped in over your head and went to sit back down. Steve shook his head and he left to head to one of the bathrooms. He shoved a few things around and found a hand held mirror and he gently cleaned it up before heading back to your bedroom. He knocked softly on the door frame and you looked over. You offered a small smile and he smiled back to you. “Hey, Doll.” He greeted and moved to sit beside you, hiding the mirror. 
You questioned him with your large doe like (e/c) colored eyes. “Hi Handsome.” You greeted. “Do you want to see something really beautiful? I thought you might want to see it.” You could only nod and look to the hidden item. (Continued in comments)
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You had been feeling down lately. It might be because you had just gotten period and you were feeling bad and you were bloated and not looking your best. It was quiet and you were sitting in your bedroom alone. More like laying in bed in you undergarments and looking at your belly. You gently poked and pulled at some of the extra skin. “I’m fat…” You whispered softly and poked at your stomach again. Your boyfriend must have heard you statement and he walked in, standing in the doorway. Steve thought you looked beautiful. No matter what you wore, he would always think you beautiful. Either dressed up with your hair and make up during the parties, or if you were dressed in a tank top and sweatpants. Steve felt horrible hearing you bring yourself down like you were but he also knew that it was just something that you did when it was this time of the month. Steve gave you a soft look and he watched you carefully. “Maybe I should quit eating and train harder…” You whispered

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